#before i go on i just wanna say i love y'all and everything everyone adds

[sunnyie-eve]

51 | Chicago

Series: Unexpected

Paring: Matt Sturniolo x OFC Brock!

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: none

| MASTERLIST |

"On our way to Chicago for Summer Smash. Pullin an all nighter. Haven't slept in like 30hrs or something. But we're locked in." Chris explains as they wait for their flight.

"I'm fading." Dani says exhausted.

"You hear that?" Matt asks Chris, "Chicago, if you're boarding go to gate 58. Or am I tripping balls?"

"Don't ask me shit because I'm not here right now." Dani cuddles her extra jacket exhausted.

When the three board their plane, Dani had the window seat while Matt had the middle and Chris had the aisle seat. It didn't take Chris long at all to fall asleep while Matt and Dani stay up for a few minutes.

"Why couldn't you take the middle? You're small."

"Because I wanted the window and you love me so I get what I want." She gives him a smile.

"Don't give me that smile, tator tot."

Dani smiles bigger, "You haven't called me that in forever." She grabs a hold of his hand, "Love you."

"Love you too." He gives her hand a squeeze.

The day of Summer Smash, while Dani was about finished getting ready, Chris sees her, "No ma'am. You are not wearing that."

Dani looks down at herself, "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?! Matt!" Chris calls him so he comes and sees Dani.

"Oh no. You better have a backup outfit." He tells her

"Again, what's wrong?" She asks them. "Do you want to draw the attention of every dude there or hell any girls?" Matt crosses his arms.

She was dressed in a blue jean mini skirt with a cute lase trim and two little bows. Her shirt was lacey material that was tied in the front showing off her stomach.

"Someone could walk by and just pull that string and show everyone you boobs. Because it's clear you don't have a bra on." Chris adds, "So plan B." Chris leaves the room.

Matt walks over to grabbing her face to look up at him, "You look amazing, you do, trust me but I want you to be safe. You can't trust some people. Keep the skirt but a different top please. To be on the safe side."

"I hate that you are so caring at times." Dani rolls her eyes before giving him a quick kiss.

"But you love me because I'm caring." He starts to leave. "Oh, but I wouldn't mind you wearing that top at times at home." He gives her a wink leaving her to change.

At Summer Smash while they start to vlog, Dani  points the camera at herself, "Y'all I didn't get to wear what I wanted to wear because of the guys." Dani tells viewers as the walk around Summer Smash. "Danielle, you are no leaving in that." She mocks what they told her.

"You're ridiculous to think that we would let you leave the hotel wearing that outfit." Chris tells her.

The next morning Chris plays music loudly going to wake up Matt and Dani. Dani picks her head up looking over at Chris filming the whole thing. "Dude, are you fucking serious right now?" She asks, "I'm barely even awake right now."

"Tome to get up." He film Matt, "How are you? Bro get the fuck up. Open your eyes."Chris goes to touch him so Matt puts the blanket over his head. "You both are such babies."

"Christopher." Dani picks her head back up to give him a look.

When the two finally get out of bed to get ready, Chris was still filming everything, "You're on kid." Chris shows Matt topless putting on his belt.

"You started vlogging and I wasn't dressed yet."

"I'm about to zoom in on Matt's nipple." Chris zooms in on Matt.

"Bro, get the fuck out of here, like dead serious." Matt covers his chest with one arm.

"Kid, put a shirt on."

"I told you to stop, wait a second." Matt tells him.

"Alright, wait for big baby to get dressed."

"Big baby?" Matt laughs, "You wanna see big baby's nipples, that's crazy."

"Zoooommm." Chris zooms in on her so she tells him no.

"Can you not?" She asks him, "Plus, I don't have a damn bra on and you're coming in on me as well. And I have on my sleeping shorts."

"We are body positive on here. No rude comments on bodies of any kind." Matt adds for viewers.

~

"Who I'm with, it's Nick, on the phone." Chris sings showing Nick on FaceTime. "Matt hitting the dance. Whoa, whoa, whoa, get it." Chris shows Matt before talking to Nick, "But we're going great."

"That's good and you haven't lost Dani yet?" Nick jokes around.

"We keep her on a leash when walking." Chris jokes as well.

"Where is Dani?"

"Right here." Chris turns to show Dani coming out of the bathroom in her towel.

"Dude, I just got out of the shower. I forgot to get clothes. First you film Matt shirtless then me in this." She grabs her clothes before going back into the bathroom.

"Stop filming the two when they are barely dressed." Nick tells Chris.

"But people want to see."

When the three get back home the boys wanted to

Chris was hyping Matt up as Dani films for them, "Come on, Matt." Dani sighs, "You're giving nothing."

"Yas!" Chris tries to get him in the mood.

"What are you doing?"

"Give us a pose." Nick tells him so Matt gives a bland pose.

"Yeah, no that's not it babe." Dani tells him, "Give like an edit move." She tries to help.

"He's gonna punch the camera." Chris whispers into the camera.

"You look nervous to be here." Nick tells him.

"I don't-, What am I doing?" Matt asks the three.

"Be you, Matt. Let yourself be free." Dani tells him so he acts like himself throwing punches at the camera, "There we go!" She cheers and next up was Chris, "Walk at me. 3, 2, 1."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Nick loves it.

"You get it, you get it." Dani loved it too, "I'm gonna stay here this time. 3, 2, 1." Dani counts down and Chris looks for his zipper.

"Oh, I don't have a zipper. I was gonna go like this and go." Chris shows what he was gonna do with the donut.

"CHRIS NO!" Dani yells at him, "You're done." She makes him laugh.

When it was Nick's turn he needed no coaching whatsoever. He was the best and had fun with it. "A ball dropping Matt has entered the villa." Chris says as Dani films Matt sitting around.

"Ball dropping?" Matt repeats.

"Yeah,"

"I would've worded it like, a brand new bomb shell dropped." Dani rewords it, "Matt's the bomb. Aren't you Matty?" She gets closer to him.

"I'm not."

"Umm yes." She disagrees with him.

"We're some bros looking for some hoes." Chris says making Nick and Dani says it's terrible. "I'm looking for a girl in the villa. To buy some Let's Trip merch." Chris says instead.

Matt sighs, "Umm, we have merch drop tomorrow, 4th of July. Celebrate the fireworks not only in your wallet... I mean, not only, not only in the sky." He laughs at himself.

"Fireworks are gonna go off in your wallet." Nick laughs.

"Is that Dani's?" Matt asks Chris about the drink he was opening so Chris looks at her.

"It's ours."

"It's mine." She corrects him.

"What's yours is mine. What's mine is ours."

"It belongs to meeee." Dani sings in You Belong With Me tune making him laugh at her, "You belong with me." She then sings the song so they all laugh at her.

"Freak." Chris laughs so she shoves him playfully while Matt laughs at the two of them. "What was your favorite part of Chicago?" Chris asks Matt.

"Umm, Potbelly." Matt takes his time answering.

"Answer faster!" Dani shouts at him startling him and Chris.

"Holy shit." Chris puts his hand over his chest.

"Sorry." Dani apologizes.

"Potbelly Sandwiches!" Matt says fast.

"Tell..." Chris starts but is cut off by Nick.

"You guys went to Potbelly's!" He shouts so they tell him yes and he yells in response.

"Like three times." Chris tells him which makes Nick jealous.

"Potbelly Sandwiches..." Was all Matt says making Chris laugh at him.

"Interrogation." Chris films for Nick's turn.

"GET UP AGAINST THE WALL!" Matt yells startling Nick, who does what he said.

"That was top ten loudest Matt clips." Chris tells him.

"Who's thong was that under your bed?" Matt asks.

"What?!" Nick shouts surprised by that.

Chris starts to lose it laughing while Dani was shocked too, "That's fucking crazy from you."

"What?!" Nick repeats.

"How many Ubers did you buy?" Matt gets serious.

"Too many."

"TOO MANY!" Matt says as well.

"Hundreds of dollars on Uber." Nick says then him and Chris trade places.

"Do you hate Dani?" Nick asks him.

"No."

"Will you ever?" Nick asks.

"Nope."

"Did you have a blast at Summer Smash?" Nick gets to the real questions.

"Absolutely."

"Did you feel like a third wheel with Matt and Dani all week?" Nick laughs a bit asking him.

"I did at times." Chris tells the truth.

"Do you wish she stayed here?"

"A bit." Chris laughs.

For Dani's turn, Matt was the one asking questions, "Dating anyone?"

"I am not dating anyone." She laughs, "Why do people think that?"

"Are you still upset you couldn't wear that outfit?" He asks her.

"I'm very upset that I didn't get to wear it." She answers him.

"Did you have fun?"

"I did, hated how Chris would keep waking us up. But I had a blast." She sees how Chris gave her a look making her laugh, "We made great memories over the week."

"This video is over." Nick steps in front of the camera clapping his hands.

[projectjasper]

J&P OF JASP•ER REFLECTING ON THEIR FIRST SINGLE

JOONG: I had no idea when, where, or how this project would start because there was no set schedule. I kept waiting for the day we'd finally get to work on it, and when that day came, nothing was easy. From the song to the choreography, everything went through countless revisions. We'd finish rehearsals, go home, and then have late-night group calls saying, "Let's add breakdancing, "Let's tweak the music," or "The choreography doesn't fit the song should we create something new?" Throughout it all, there were moments when we felt so burnt out, only to reignite our motivation again and again. Thanks to the encouragement we gave each other, we managed to push through, even in such a short amount of time. Things got super intense, especially the day before the music video shoot, when we finalized the new choreography just *one day* prior (cue nervous sweating). Even the crew was anxious, wondering if we'd be able to pull it off. But on the actual shoot day, everything went incredibly smoothly. Almost no one made mistakes, even though the wet floor caused a bit of slipping here and there, haha. We filmed everything quickly from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m., and by the time we wrapped up the final dance scene, I felt so proud of my groupmates. Thank you for giving your all, body and soul. Love you guys - Nong' Santa, P' Smile Labubu, and P' Aou Backflip. 🖤 [trans. credit]

POND: What I'm going to write next may be a bit long but I want to post it in this small space. Honestly, I feel very happy that this happened. Many people have seen that Joong and I have had the opportunity to go on stage and perform together very often, I've always talked to Joong that if Santa came to join us, it would be great so that we could have a chance to form a boy band together and today our dream has come true. I frequented a dance lesson with Santa all along and I felt that I'd love to co-work and dance with him officially because he's a person with huge determination, experience, and skilled talent. I wanna say that I'm super elated to grab this task coming there to work with these 3, everyone is very wonderful and I'm glad that they all have finally shown their potential to the audience, especially P'Aou, I'm very proud of you and glad see you come back to dance for everybody to see again. Anyway, please support the 4 of us on another path, I strive to do my best next time and I promise not to stop improving myself. I love y'all 🫶 [trans. credit]

[weebsinstash]

*sighs as I add the yandere Batfam to my Blorbo list* do y'all ever have such a genuinely unsatisfying life and childhood you start for whatever reason vicariously living through age regression ideas where you're literally raised by other people

Like imagine you're a superhero/vigilante but you're fairly small time and you've actually bumped into Batman a handful of times and, he actually likes you, your heart is in the right place, and through some wacky villain shenanigans or some Lazarus Pit fuckery, you get zapped by a ray gun or hit wirh a spell or "resurrected wrong" and suddenly Bruce has to deal with a de-aged you, a teenager without their adult memories and aged back to before you developed your skills or your metagene that gave you your powers

And here's Batman already shoving adopted children into his pockets like breadsticks at olive garden "oh no, ANOTHER orphan/kid with a horrible childhood in need of a home? Whatever shall we do. Oh no my hand slipped and I already texted Alfred to prepare a room to stay and oh no my Waynazon shopping list is suddenly full of new furniture and gifts and clothes and i already emailed Dick and Barabaras university so you can get a better education and oh wow just what is going on this is so weird"

Alfred standing by with his dry wit whenever Reader gets hormonal or does typical teenager things "ah yes, yelling 'I hate you' and slamming doors, I definitely didn't have enough of this experience raising you, Master Wayne" but like he adores it really, we all know this man is a caretaker at heart and as someone who 'knew you before' st least through what Bruce has told him, he's happy to help give you a better life

Of course then complications arise whenever Reader gets her memory back (and potentially extremely pissed she was kept as a child and literally no attempts, none, zero, nada, zilch attempts were made to turn her back to normal) and she's like "ok well I'm mentally an adult again but I'm still in a kids body, let's try and turn me back and then I can be a real adult again" and the entire batfamily is just "OR, hear me out, OR. You could stay here though? And if you wanna be a crimefighter you should at least stay with us but like its jusr ao dangerous though what if you got hurt 🥺" IF they let you return to hero work at all but let's be real, if you did, I think Bruce would be so proud to put a little bat symbol or R or whatever on your uniform cause it's like, awwww bonding, everyone's gonna know you're his lil protege 🥰

And imagine Reader goes to confront Bruce about this whole thing and you just start bawling because "was I just such a pathetic loser before that you wanted to change everything about me" and like he did the whole thing with good intentions but, YEAH he did absolutely lie to you and kind of shape you a little for the few years you were "raised" by him and you're standing there with your new clothes and your new haircut and all the hobbies he's paid for and the education he's paid for and all the new things you've learned and can do because he had the resources to give them to you and you're wondering what was so unlikable about you before that he doesnt want you to be that person again, to be the person you've always known and lived your life as

Suffice to say he isn't going to turn you back at all and if you have to "return to your old self" by literally naturally aging back to your "original age" then so be it. You've got an entire mansion filled with your loving 'family' and you're happy and you're healthy and really, maybe you're just being anxious and scared and all it will take is time for you to adjust and see that all of them know what's best. Amd if you never do adjust and you're just kept around anyways, well, it doesn't make much of a difference to them. Hell, maybe they'll find a hero or villain or magic user who can, you know, maybe make you forget all about the life you had before, completely wipe your head until only the Wayne family, your family, is left

Really, Bruce would consider it just to hear you call him 'Dad' again

[nasuversekinkmeme]

Weekly Roundup: prompts

fgo

Ritsuka goes to Jeanne Alter for help in with make up application, and she’s all too ready to help her inexperienced master. Not that she’d show it.

smut, gudako getting dp'd by girlcocks pretty please

something fluffy between Hajime and Guda please! Just wanna see these two be happy is all

smut, Spartacus despite his everything is actually very caring in bed

Douman pulling progressively stupider ideas out of his ass to trick Kama and to his growing confusion they keep fucking working because fem!mc likes being flirted with autistic-style feel free to decide if you wanna write f/f or f/f/m just make them as pathetic as possible okay

After being forced into being a prince, and then being shafted (poor choice by Eli, but I digress) our favourite old man Prince Li Shuwen is all alone.... I think he deserves some love from a princess (or Prince, if you want) of some kind. He deserves it after all his hard work! (how did he even get his hands on the tiny outfit for the pumpkin?)

Medb slips into girl Ritsuka’s bed at 1 am for some cuddles, only to find her archnemesis Ushiwakamaru already cuddling the Master. Well, you know what they say: the more the merrier!

Nightingale and Agravain are forced to learn to respect women

More and more new Servants are answering Chaldea's summons because word has spread in the Throne of Heroes by heroes, villains, and even counter guardians that being summoned to Chaldea is basically the best possible outcome.

noncon, Gudao rapes Elizabeth. She cries.

smut, It’s Halloween time! Gudao celebrates by having an orgy with all the Elizabeth variants. It’s what they deserve.

We can have Aesc or Morgan carrying Habetrot in her shoulder as if she were a Pikachu.

smut, Mordred is probably the only one who puts up with Kama's depraved and perverted requests. Be it licking the goddess' sweaty armpits or giving her a rimjob before plowing her ass, the knight is willing to full whatever she demands.

smut, Morgans love for Britain gets her rewarded in the best way possible, she gets fucked by the literal concept of Britain itself.

smut, alright, so, that osakabehime/ritsuka somno fill most definitely awakened something in me. setting that aside, could we get another scenario with that same prompt with another ritsuka/female pairing? my only other request is to make it just as consensual and fluffy as that one was. many thanks in advance

anything with Berserker Vlad... go wild. can be as spicy or as wholesome as y'all want. 🙏🏼

That last prompt made me realize Ozy prompts are super low which is criminal. So to add: Guda promised Ozy they would never summon his wife Nefertari as Ozy does not want her risking her life. So when she randomly pops out one late night it's their job to hide them before the Pharoah realizes. Shenanigans ensue

Ozymandias invites Arash over for the night. While everyone, even Arash, thinks this is a booty call, Ozy actually thought it was about time to tell his bestie about his wife and brother.

Ok, so I wasn't able to find ANYWHERE a fic between Gudako and Ushi, and this is my opportunity to change that! I would love for it to be kind of warm and cute, but if you want to take it into smut territory too, hey I am here for it! The thing I really want to ask for though, is Ushi headpatting Ritsuka. The girl is probably like 10 cm taller than her Master, she should be the one delivering the pats!

any

anything sneeze kink related please... i dont even care who its with

smut, any of the old man Servants getting pegged. they deserve only the best

smut, One of the servant streamers gets fucked live on stream

[taegularities]

I don't think it's fair to assume someone's always free and is required to respond to us. Especially because, as mean as it sounds, we all have a life. Responsibilities, work, school, personal ish, and mental health can all restrict us from being active. At the end of the day this is just a hobby. It's supposed to be fun! You should never feel obligated to respond to someone!

On the other hand, I can kind of understand their frustration to an extent. There are times where it seems like you choose the same couple of users/anons to actively respond to (Which again is okay) But due to this, I can see how some people may feel hurt!

I think it might be helpful to both you and all of us, if you try to respond to your asks before releasing another fic - only because releasing another chapter/fic is going to lead to more feedback, which is only going to add to the overloading amount of asks you have so far! (I hope you don't take offense to this, I truly don't mean this in a negative way and am sorry if it seems that way!)

hi love!! i didn't take offense, no worries. i agree with you, it'd be good to answer most of the asks before dropping another chapter. that's actually what i was going to do, i just didn't get to it so far!! the semester was hardcore, but i've a liiittle more time now, so i will. thank you for your suggestions and for telling me all that in such a neutral/kind way, i appreciate it!!

i do understand when someone feels frustrated about it — i think it's absolutely okay when someone asks "did you get my message", too. i just appreciate it when the tone is kind as well and not straight up rude, and for some reason i got more than just one of those yday lol. bc you're right, life does get busy, and there are days when i'm just able to answer 2 asks bc i'm either tired or busy. on these days, it gets hard to answer every single ask that comes in, and i hope everyone understands that, bc i'm definitely not ignoring anyone on purpose!!

i will also say — while it might seem like i only respond to messages by the same people, in reality i do actively answer most of the stuff i get.. or at least i try to do so for as many as possible, those by unsigned anons, too.. just not always all at once. i think it might seem that way bc some ppl send in messages every day or more often than others, so they end up being on my blog more often, does that make sense? sometimes they send 2-3 asks and then i even try to combine asks or space them out and answer other stuff in between, so it doesn't look like i prefer anyone. so yeah, i can assure that i don't actively pick out ppl to answer to. and with anons, unless they're signed, i can't even pick specific ones since you guys are.. well, on anon :')

just wanna say that i will try to be better and i'm sorry i made you guys feel like i'm ignoring you!! i see everything and appreciate it and i love you and i promise i don't prioritise anyone over anyone else. please just bear with me, too!! this is my busiest year so far, so sometimes it'll take time to get to everything... plus, i always fear i might be annoying when i answer too much at once lol like i lose followers everytime i answer too much hdjdkdjs 😭 but yeah, be patient.. even answering 7-8 asks sometimes takes about an hour, like last night. so yeah... hope you understand, but i shall do better 🤍 oh and that being said, pls don't stop communicating and talking to me!! i love seeing y'all's messages, so keep it coming, i truly do love you!!

[toaster-fire-art]

double date vibes 

because the alt text has a character limit, heres the quotes: 

For the Faraway Wanderers one: 

(Wen KeXing) “What...do you think makes a good person? Why do people have to be good?”

(Zhou Zishu) “Think about it. If you only rely on yourself your whole life, always being on guard against everyone else, having no relationships or anyone to care for you, wouldn’t that be too pitiful? It’s too miserable, being a bad person.”

For the Lord Seventh one: 

(Wu Xi) “Beiyuan.”

(Jing Beiyuan) “Hmmm?”

(WX) “In this life, you will be the only one in my heart. In the next life, and the life after. I will frever remember you, so long as my soul hasn’t scattered.”

(JBY) “I don’t know who I’ll be in the next life.”

“The head won’t remember, but the heart will. I must have said something like this is a past life.”

“I don’t...remember you saying anything like this in my past life.”

“Even If I didn’t say it for you to hear, I have recited it a million times as I watched your back.”

[indigosandviolets]

Could you write something about Gareth liking reader and eventually asking them out ? Sorry if it is basic, but you can add anything you want or in any format! Thank you!!

oh shit yeah i can! imma do headcanons again because it’s easier for me to get all my ideas out (and this is gender neutral!)

so this dude definitely had a crush on you for at least six months before he even thought about telling you, and then it might’ve been eight to ten months before he confessed

bro is nervous and does not care about the long haul

he also didn't tell anyone else before either? like, Eddie and Jeff might've had suspicions but they weren't sure enough (also if Eddie knew he'd totally make it a thing in the campaign, don't @ me)

when he's around you he might seem cool calm and collected but on the inside he's fuckin panicking

he won't stare at you, but he'll take complete notice of everything you're doing, make himself stop looking at you, and then just stare off into blank space thinking "oh my fucking god"

totally does simple things that are generally nice in an attempt to make a move, but he gets too nervous and just leaves them like that

like giving you a ride home, or getting you a can of soda from the vending machine, or randomly bringing in some candy

also helps your character out in DnD probably more than he should, but also, like, he does a really good job at defending the reason why he's healing your character first and not anyone else

this dude learns how to bullshit faster than a 9th grader doing a Great Gatsby essay

but honestly he's so sweet and nervous about it that when the time finally comes and he can't bear it anymore it's the most genuine, sincere shit

he eventually confesses after one night of DnD that had gone pretty rough, and it was your turn to drive

you drop everyone else off first because their houses are closer to the school, and then on your way to take Gareth home you ask him if he wants to smoke

obviously he says yes, so you pull into a little spot in the woods

y'all leave your car ridding to play music, and you sit on the hood of the car while Gareth rolls a quick joint and when he looks back up at you to light up, he sees how your eyes and hair and skin look in the moonlight and he just can't help himself

"you're so pretty," he tells you, and you choke on your spit

"what?" you say, half laughing because you have no idea if he's being serious or not

"in the moonlight. you look..." his eyes scan your face, and he can't find the words. it's that look on his face that lets you know he's being completely serious. "y/n, I'm sorry if this is a bad time, but, uh, I really, really like you. I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you, honestly."

"shit, dude, how long have you, uh felt like that?"

"'m not sure, exactly, but, I wanna say around eight months, something like that."

"oh my god, Gareth, why would you wait that long?"

"because the timing was never right or when it was I got too nervous and backed out or...I don't know. i was scared of looking like an idiot in front of everyone and then losing you."

"Gareth, you're not gonna lose me. I can promise you that."

"Can I touch you?"

you nod, and since he's moved closer and closer to you this whole time, you pull him in by his shoulders, so that he's standing between your legs while you sit on the hood of your car

"I like you too, Gareth. I guess I should've made that a little more evident, huh?"

"would've been nice."

he looks between your lips and your eyes, silently asking for permission, and you give it to him with a shallow nod

and, straight up, y'all make out until one of you recognizes the song on the radio and asks "is this____?"

this time, it's you, and you go, "oh shit, is Dio playing?"

and Gareth just laughs and remembers why he's in love with you

and then y'all remember that there's a straight up joint on the hood of the car and remember to smoke it

[enhyqenn]

❝ enhypen during your period ❞ — ot7

pairing. ot7 x fem!reader

wc. 1.8k | genre. fluff

note. y'all i've had this in my drafts since february oml and i decided to finally edit it so here you go loves

희승 | heeseung.

• alright, his knowledge comes with his age

• because he’s the fake maknae oldest, if the other boys have questions about what to do they probably come to him !

• i believe he’d be the type to give you everything you want, no hesitation

• i see him running you a warm bath and just sitting outside the tub possibly even feeding and talking to you as a distraction from any discomfort

• after the bath he’d wrap you in a towel and let you dry off while he goes and grabs clothes

• and by that i mean he stands there looking at his closet for like 5 minutes trying to decide what to give you

• decides on a plain t-shirt and a pair of his CLEAN underwear i swear, if you’ve ever shared underwear with someone ur bonded for life i don’t make the rules

• ends up PUTTING THE CLOTHES ON FOR YOU 💀💀

• you’re all like “now what the hell- 🤨”

• man doesn’t have time for ur questioning

• “arms up, we don’t have all day”

• visibly uwu’s at the sight of his clothes on you…even tho he’s seen you in them a bajillion times before this

• “i could’ve done this on my own you know”

• “no you couldn’t have.”

• on a final note, it would be illegal to not add that he makes you as much ramyeon as you want 😩

rest of the members under the cut !

종성 | jay.

• his specialty is cooking and massages

• no one can change my mind on this

• although he says he has no experience with relationships, i think he’d still be awesome at dealing with you and your period

• mans is very knowledgeable wbk

• though i think that out of the seven he’d be the first one to be irritated by your mood swings

• that’s alright though bc you already snap at him all the time for his constant yelling so everything’s mutual ☺️

• BUT with that said, he has sm patience

• idk how he does, i’m literally the most impatient person there is so i really admire that abt him

• n e ways, he WILL treat you like a queen

• if you have any cravings, he’d go get it before you could even finish your sentence

• AND when you have cramps-

• he’d be the type of bf to massage your lower tummy :((

• UGH WE ALL NEED A PARK JONGSEONG IN OUR LIVES

• he also spoils the living hell out of you i swear

• you’d send him to the store for pads/tampons and he’d come back with the whole snack aisle, plus some sort of stuffed animal, a warm meal, AND a random item he remembered you had said you wanted awhile back

재윤 | jake.

• ahhh jakey 🥰

• i love him

• another ramyeon lover so expect tons of that

• knows how much you adore him and his accent so he’d 100% talk you to sleep if you want or need him to

• would be the sweetest bf i just know it :[

• fall asleep on his chest, BABE I PROMISE YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT I SWEAR

• will play with ur hair while you guys are cuddling and watching bolt ☹️

• “keep doing that it feels good”

• “ok”

• says it so nonchalantly but is grinning like an idiot while softly scratching your scalp absjsnsjjsns

• tries his best to never EVER irritate you

• he doesn’t like to see you mad, and he knows you’ll cry right after all your feelings hit and you actually realize ur mad

• he’d probably be everyone’s dream bf although he already is

• ahhh i’m sorry this is kinda short >_< i just don’t have anything else to say than he is the IT bf you wanna have by ur side when all hell breaks loose

석훈 | sunghoon.

• now this mf-

• please i just know he’d be teasing you while you’re having bad mood swings

• he’d get one sentence out and you’re already sobbing

• man is standing there like 😟🧍‍♀️

• “fuck. i didn’t mean to actually make her cry”

• but then in ten seconds flat you’re angry at him for having the audacity to say something brash to you

• would awkwardly hug you as an apology and offer to cuddle which i feel like he doesn’t initiate often so be thankful

• since he has a younger sister i think he’d be knowledgeable but also kinda clueless at the same time ??

• for example, he’d know to have snacks prepared and will even give you space, but ask him to go get you pads or tampons ??

• babe ur gonna have to walk him through it. baby steps ppl

• if you asked him to go buy more pads/tampons, the man would straight up go “absolutely not”

• but you beg him nonstop for the next 10 minutes and he finally gives in when you threaten to bleed on HIS sheets 😩

• he practically SPRINTS to the nearest convenience store

• keep in mind tho that he definitely had to call you at least twice to make sure he was getting the correct things LMAO

• “yeah, that’s what i thought. not gonna buy ur gf her menstrual cycle stuff? better think again buddy 🙄”

• literally shoves all the stuff at you when he gets home

• “i swear to god-”

• “oh calm down you big baby. i had plenty of stuff, these are just for next month :)”

• takes him a few seconds to realize what you said before he turns on his heel and walks off

• after you put your pads/tampons away you track him down--which wasn’t hard to do, he was just lying on his bed stomach down--and fell on top of him, resting your chin on his shoulder

• “why do you act all cold all the time? you know you love me”

• cue him turning his head to glare at you

• but ofc it doesn’t stay long bc you look cute clinging to him with a smile on your face

선우 | sunoo.

• ok for some reason i feel like he knows EXACTLY what to do, no questions asked

• cuddles? done. food? done. need more pads or tampons? DONE. just need to cry in someone’s arms because you saw a cute cat on your tik tok fyp? that’s fine! he’ll cry with you

• this boy 100% understands the assignment and aces it

• like, one time you two were just in bed on your phones cuddling and you were suddenly like “it’s hot get off of me”

• poor baby was a little hurt but scooted away from you nonetheless

• and legit not even two minutes later you’re like “wait come back i miss you and need to show you this fox, it looks JUST like you”

• he’ll be all :D “okay !”

• extremely happy when you’re super clingy cause he can just chill while you latch onto him like a koala

• ok now one day you were super emotional

• you were changing out of your day clothes into something much comfier when all of a sudden cramps just hit you

• definition of 😳😟😐🥺😭 halfway through pulling up your sweatpants lmao

• PLEASE SUNOO JUST WALKS IN ON YOU CRYING AFTER RUNNING TO THE STORE AND KINDA JUST WHIPS OUT A CHOCOLATE BAR HE BOUGHT OUT OF PANIC

• “would you like some chocolate ??”

• you immediately stop crying 💀

• i mean who wouldn’t it’s frickin chocolate

• you two spend the rest of the day watching movies, eating snacks, and cuddling 😽

정원 | jungwon.

• an absolute king. enough said.

• nah i’m just playing

• but fr i think he’s the type to want to learn more about menstrual cycles so he can help you

• absolutely 100% tracks your period

• probably knows you better than you know yourself tbh

• “oh no don’t eat that i read salt is bad for cramps. have this dark chocolate bar instead.”

• “but i want chips ??”

• “fine, but don’t come crying to me later when you feel like shit”

• you eat the entire party size bag of chips bc who does this boy think he is 🙄

• spoiler alert: he’s ur boyfriend and he was very right

• so, with your uterus currently trying to kill itself, you begged jungwon to get you a heating pad

• boy has the MF A U D A C I T Y to look at you and go “told ya so”

• you almost threw your phone at him 😍

• the only thing that stopped you was that he complied before you even got to chance to do so

• you looked at him like 😑 “mfer that’s what i thought”

• still a little irritated, both from your lovely bf and the invisible fist punching your abdomen, you aggressively forced jungwon to hold you :]

• “if you don’t cuddle me ur sleeping on the couch”

니키 | niki.

• oh boy

• would definitely call konon (his older sister) to help him out

• “are you sure that’s supposed to help her?” type shit

• he’d also avoid you cause he heard that ‘girls want space’

• and while that is true (in some cases), on this particular day all you wanted was to be held by your too-tall boyfriend

• so of course you’re like “why won’t he come near me? did i say something mean earlier? ☹️”

• babe, you didn’t, the boy just wanted to give you what he thought you wanted

• SO

• when you confront him he’s all like 😟

• “dammit why’d i do that” in his head tho

• and ur all like “if i did say something, i’m sorry-”

• you don’t get to finish ur sentence bc boy just grabs your wrist and drags you to the nearest comfortable surface (which happens to be your bed) and pulls you down on top of him 💀

• now it’s your turn to be all 😟 bc u didn’t expect that AT ALL

• but you relax and just let yourself be held by mr nishimura riki aka enhypen’s known cuddler :((

• “you didn’t do anything wrong dw”

• “then why’d you avoid me for a given amount of time ??”

• kinda dodges looking at you before answering

• “konon normally wants nothing to do with me when she’s on her period so i thought you’d be the same way”

• ugh this boy

• “well, i want everything to do with you :)”

• bye i feel like you can tell he and hoon are my biases🚶‍♀️

• N E WAYS

• y’all nap together for the rest of the day bc he doesn’t want you to feel alone anymore ☹️

[butlersxbirdy]

You Light My Morning Sky: Chapter 6

And In The Death Of Her Reputation, She Felt Truly Alive

Warnings: smut, oral (f!recieving), Paparazzi mentions, new character, online bullying/harassment, family member mentions, angst, fluff, lots of cuddles and kissing.

Y/bff/n: your best friend's name

Y/cpf/n: Your chosen parental figure's name (not everyone's got bio parents and some prefer their found families, y'all! This fic is for EVERYONE)

"Oh my god, stop!" You giggle, waking Austin by accident. He winces at the sudden noise.

"Well, thank you, you're sweet to notice. I've gotta go, but hopefully that should be all you need to survive without me," you tease whoever it is on the phone with you, and then you quickly hang up when you see that Austin is awake.

"Who'sat?" Austin mumbles, cuddling close to you.

"Oh that was Nicky. He just needed a few things before I'm back in the office, and I've been texting y/bff/n and y/cpf/n too. Big news and all," you smile and kiss him. "Good morning Handsome," you purr and he shakes his head.

"Let's go back to sleep, Mama," he says softly and you nod.

"Okay, baby, we've had an exciting couple days... my future husband," you purr and he smiles, hiding his face a little.

"My Memphis Mama... My wife," he murmurs, and he holds you close as you both enjoy sleeping in a little together. When you wake up, Austin is already awake, watching you sleep, holding your left hand and admiring the ring on your finger.

"You like me wearing your ring?" You ask, voice raspy with sleep. He nods.

"You like me wearing your ring?" He asks and you giggle.

"Yeah, I do," you smile and he presses a kiss to your cheek then your lips.

"I can't believe I get to marry you," he whispers and you smile, gently tugging his hair. He moans and slides one hand between your legs. He's about to start driving you really wild when his phone rings.

"Hello?" He growls, very annoyed.

"Hey sweetheart, Sorry to break up the engsgement honeymoon but... did you by chance buy the house you're staying in?" She asks and he tries to take the phone off speaker but it doesn't work.

"You what?!" You whisper-scream.

"Surprise, baby?" He winces then talks into the phone. "Uh yeah Priscilla, I did, why? And uh... sorry to be so blunt, but uh. How do you know?" He asks, frowning.

"It's all over the internet. It got leaked, the paparazzi know where the house is, let me come help you pack up," she says but you shake your head, pressing yourself against Austin as though you could shield him and Priscilla.

"No!" You shout, startling Austin. You calm him with a hand in his hair to ground him.

"You really can't do that. If you arrive at the same time they do and you try to leave, they’ll chase you, I won't let that happen," you say firmly and Austin looks at you, full of love and admiration. "This is what I do, Priscilla. I love that you wanna help, but I've gotta do what I do now and protect my Austin. That includes protecting you," you add, throwing clothes and everything in to the suitcases, and you leave out an outfit for Austin, who is clingjng to you, yanking on some leggings and a t shirt. You quickly take off your ring and hold out your hand for his, slipping it off of him, not noticing his grip on you tightening and his enxiety go through the roof.

"Not today, my love," you shake your head and he sighs.

"I know. Warn me next time," he says quietly and you kiss him quickly.

"We all packed?" You ask and he looks around, expression unreadable but his body language is uncomfortable and defeated.

"I think so, let's go," he sounds frantic and upset, which is how you feel. As you leave the house, the cameras start flashing.

"Fuck," you mutter and he bows his head, trying to put himself between you and the prying eyes. You give the cameras the middle finger as you hurry to the car and he puts your bags in the trunk and opens the door for you, lifting you into the car and clambering in as the car starts moving before the paparazzi can block the way. He clings to you, hiding both of you from prying eyes and when you're well on your way and the stalkers are far behind you, he pulls you into a feral, desperate kiss.

"You flipped off the vultures," he moans, pushing his hands into your leggings.

"You bought me a house," you purr, and kiss him back just as fiercely. The driver takes it upon himself to put the partition up as Austin tugs your leggings down so he can attach his lips to your clit.

"Oh! God!" You whine, back arching reflexively. His tongue explores your folds, dipping inside you occasionally. He knows he's driving you crazy, and he sucks harshly on your clit when he sees your stomach muscles tighten. The coil of heat in your belly snaps and you cum, fast and with a loud cry of his name. Pleasure and adrenaline make you a trembling mess, and you smile as Austin holds you and kisses you as you come down from your high. Slowly, he sits up and yanks his sweats down. He lifts you to sit up on his lap, and you kiss him sloppily when you sink down on him.

"Fuck, Mama... you feel so good..." he growls, and when you start to roll your hips faster, he thrusts his hips up to meet you. He's so big, and curved perfectly so as to hit your g spot just right every time. You've had him so many times and yet every time is special, sexy, and brand new. He kisses your neck while he helps you bounce on him, and you pitch forward, melting against him.

"Aust... make me a Mama," you gasp and his eyes widen.

"Wh..what?"

"Fill me up, Daddy... want to be full of your babies..." you moan, and he presses his fingers to your clit as he thrusts up harder and faster, so hard he almost bucks you off.

"Oh! Oh! Fuck! Fuck!" You howl, clawing his back.

"Gonna pump so many babies into you, Mama... you're gonna get so big... gonna look so sexy carrying my babies..." he grunts, and you meet his thrusts the best you can as your legs start to shake and the heat in your belly grows. He keeps his hand on your clit until you clench and spasm around him, collapsing boneless against his chest. His hand wanders up to press on your belly, and he cums immediately.

"Fuck... take it..." he grunts and your eyes roll back in your head from the overstimulation. Austin sees and ceases his thrusts. He pulls out carefully and kisses your cheek.

"I'm here, Mama, I know that was a lot," he hums and he lays you back so he can lick you clean. He does so gently and then puts your leggings back on you, holding you close.

"That was amazing," you hum and cling to him.

"You're the one who decided to flip off my least favorite people in the world less than a week after letting me look at your waxed pussy without being able to touch you, or myself. That's all you, you started this," he chuckles, and you roll your eyes playfully.

"I may have done that, yeah," you concede and he kisses you tenderly before looking around for your backpack so he can put the rings back on both of you. While he does that, and while you recover all cuddled against him, your phone rings.

"Hello?" You answer groggily as you see the airport approaching.

"Hey honey, I saw the news. We're on Damage Control, I promise," Nicky says comfortingly.

"Oh, uh.. thanks Nicky," you reply and Austin rolls his eyes.

"Don't you worry about a thing, just get back here quick as you can, I know you'll still technically on vacation but I can take you to dinner, help you relax," he offers.

"That sounds nice, man, thank you," you answer, not really sure of what else to say. "The plane is here, I'll be back home in about 4 hours, get the details from my travel folder if you need to get ahold of me," you tell him as the car comes to a stop.

"Okay great, travel safe, I'll be here when you get back."

You hang up and Austin is looking at you, eyebrows arching.

"He calling you Honey?" He asks, lips pinching a little.

"Yeah, he's being nice, you know Nicky, he's being a good assistant," you yawn and he helps you out of the car, making sure your bags are taken care of.

"A good assistant doesn't ask his boss out to dinner and call her honey," he laughs, shaking his head.

"You jealous?" You ask and he growls.

"I trust you. I don't trust that ambitious weasel one bit, but I trust my mama and my wife with every bit of me," he whispers as you board the plane, narrowly escaping photographers starting to gather.

You take his hand to lead him inside and you push him back against the makeshift bed.

"Why don't you show Nicky who I belong to?" You ask and he bites his lip, nodding enthusiastically.

"Yeah, but first... please, Mama," he begs, and holds up the rings. You give him a tender look of understanding.

"Of course baby, I'm sorry, I hate not wearing them too," and you let him put yours on you and you put his on for him too. You get an idea and you pull out your phone.

"Hold up your hand with your ring finger, like you're flipping off the camera, but its your ring," you giggle. He does it with a smile and you do the same, and you take a picture, posting it quickly with a specific caption.

"I want this moment, and this man, all to myself for as long as I can, so here goes, before it gets leaked or before someone snaps a pic:

I love you Austin Robert Butler. I honestly love you. Can't wait for the greatest wedding of all time, to the greatest man of all time. #Loveyouforever #PriscillaApproved #PresleyFamilyForever #Engagedlife #gonnabeabutler

You show Austin and he smiles at you adoringly.

"Post it. I love you so much," he smiles and he takes his phone out as the plane starts towards the runway. He posts the pic of you and Priscilla turning back to look at him at the restaurant, with the caption:

"All the Pretty Stars shone for these beauties one night in Memphis. This was taken when I was planning on asking a big question. Can you guess what? #MemphisMama #PriscillaPresley #lovethesetwo #tookmygirltograceland"

You see his post when your phone buzzes because he tagged you, and you sniff, wiping away the tears. At firsr they are happy tears, then you break, and the overwhelming emotions you've felt over the past few days just finally hit you and you sob on Austin's chest. He holds you close and lets you cry, playing with your hair gently and whispering sweet words.

When you stop shaking with sobs and breathe a little easier, he tilts your face to look at him.

"Gettin a little overwhelmed, Mama?" He asks and you sniff.

"I am a switch, Baby Girl. You've been pampering me for weeks now, can I be that for you?" He asks thoughtfully, his voice taking on a commanding tone. You blush and nod, and he kisses you soundly, making sure you forget everything but him and how much he loves you.

"I love you Daddy, thank you," you whisper against his lips and he grips your ass, holding you on top of him.

"I love you too, baby girl," he hums.

He keeps kissing you as the plane takes off, and for most of the plane ride his hands are up your shirt while the two of you enjoy a good old fashioned steamy makeout session.

When the plane lands, there are, predictably, cameras flashing. You decide to just keep your heads down and head to the car, and Austin holds you close to him the whole time.

"I've got you," you both say to each other at the same time. You look at each other and start laughing. Austin can't help himself and gives you a sweet kiss, which makes the crowd go nuts, but you can barely hear them as you get in the car. You cuddle together and he shields your face, and he waits until the crowd is far behind to say what's on his mind.

"Baby, we can't go home," he says softly. "They're gonna know where you live." You nod and give the address of your favorite hotel.

"Austin, we're engaged and we don't live together officially. Should we fix that?" You ask, and he grins, holding your hand in his.

"Yeah, we should," he murmurs in your ear.

"Let's get to the hotel, get that pussy filled up a little more, have a nice meal, and then we can start looking for a house," he moans, and you feel dizzy with lust immediately.

"Yes, Daddy," you purr and he growls, pushing his fingers into your mouth where they stay for the rest of the ride to the hotel.

When you get there and get checked in, Nicky calls as you get to your room.

Austin snarls when he sees it and looks at you.

"Can I answer it?" He asks, and you nod.

"Hey Nicky, its Austin," he says cheerfully, though you can tell its fake.

"O..oh, hey, man, can I talk to Y/n?" He asks and Austin bites back a laugh.

"We're actually spending some quiet time together, we've already had quite the day, can she talk to you later? Daddy's gotta take care of his Princess," He asks. You blush at him flexing on Nicky about being your Daddy, and you keep taking deep breaths as you begin to unpack your stuff a little and organize it since you left in such a hurry.

"Sure, just tell her I called and that I'm here for her," Nicky says and even you roll your eyes at that.

"I... I'll tell her, man, she'll appreciate that. Can you have my team get to work? Y/N and I made an announcement today on instagram, they have work to do," Austin smirks and then he hangs up. "Okay, baby I don't wanna be THAT fiancé about this, but that guy is obsessed with you," he laughs and you give him a look, taking off your clothes and getting into one of the comfy satin lounge sets Austin had bought for you. You lay back on the bed, showing off the satin and lace, and you place your left hand on your belly, showing off the ring as well.

"Someone should tell him I'm completely obsessed with my sexy fiancé," you sigh happily. Austin shoves his suitcases off the bed and gets on top of you, caging you in with his strong arms. You shiver at the anticipation he creates by hovering above you, and when he leans down to whisper in your ear all the things he plans to do to you, you arch up into him like a magnet reaching, unencumbered, for its beloved perfect other half.

Laying together, munching on hotel room service pizza, and house hunting with Austin is pretty much the best way you can think of to spend your day, barring your original plan to still be in Memphis together.

"You'd look really cute cooking naked in this kitchen," he says casually and you laugh.

"Okay, Elvis," you roll your eyes and he bites your shoulder gently.

"Behave, Mama," he growls and you giggle, nuzzling him softly.

"I'll do my best," you promise and he kisses your nose.

"Thank you. Come on, lets pick a couple to tour," he urges you, clearly impatient. You settle on two houses and one incredibly spacious flat to tour, and when you've shut your laptop and are happily leaning agaist Austin's strong chest, you open your phone. You immediately wish you hadn't.

It had been on silent so you hadn't seen all the vitriol and hate flooded your way.

The instagram comments, ranging from "doesn't she work for him? Sus", "wow really she's like a 4 and he's like a 12", "Bet she's in it for the money", and even "If they have kids they better look like him because oof" are flooding your comments. You clench your jaw and move on to the texts.

Ashley: He told me he was thinking of asking, congrats you guys, love you!

Y/bff/N: ommmggggg ur marrying him! And YOU MET PRISCILLA! CALL MEEEE!!!

Y/CPF/N: Hey sweetheart I know everything is insane right now but I love you and I'm glad Austin finally popped the question, I gave him my blessing 3 months ago! Good thing I didn't hold my breath!

Those were okay, but the ones from your coworkers, Rachel and Kevin, who you thought were your friends, sent chills down your spine.

Kevin: Thanks for fucking your way into the job I wanted.

Rachel: I just find it funny how you think you can cheat on Austin and get away with it.

That one was... weird. The one from your boss, Jenn, made you instantly relax.

Jenn: hey lovely, enjoy your vacation time. We can have our partner company represent you with no conflict of interest and I don't want you to worry about a thing, you're keeping your job. See you when you're officially back. Don't listen to the haters.

"She's so sweet," Austin says softly when he reads the text from your boss.

"She is," you take a breath. "There's one I have to show you, it's completely untrue, but I have to show you because it's out there," you say quietly and you show him the text from your coworker.

"Cheating on me," he snorts. "I mean. Aside from being ridiculous and not her business, when would you have the time? I'm pretty much a full time resident of this pussy," He traces your folds teasingly and his fingers dip inside you.

"Oops," he gasps playfully. You lightly smack his chest and he laughs with you about it all, then he shakes his head. "Thank you for showing me, Mama, but I know there's no way. Come here. Throw your phone away and cuddle me, Daddy time is over, I'm not in the right headspace for it," he sighs, running his hands through his hair. "I want my Mama," he says softly. You nod but keep scrolling. Your chest tightens and tears come to your eyes as you see all the comments saying Austin would have been happier with Olivia. Despite being hurt that you had not done what he, your baby boy, asked , he snaps to attention when you get upset.

"Baby why are you crying?" He asks, frowning. "What happened?"

You show him those comments and he growls.

"I love you. Only you. And if Olivia sees that people are saying that about you, she'd be pissed," he says angrily.

You wince and he wraps you up in his arms.

"I'm angry at them, not you, baby... did I scare you?" He asks and you shake your head.

"No, you've never scared me. I just hate seeing you upset," you explain and he cups your face, looking you in the eye.

"I'm upset because you're hurting. No one talks about my girl that way. I wanna make this better but please... put the phone away?" He begs. "I asked, and you said you would, but you didn't," he says with a frown. "Baby's asking, Mama, please... I know you're upset, and I wanna cuddle you, I need attention," he pouts and you nod, leaning into his needy touch. You do as he asks, but not before posting one of you and Austin from the Memphis trip.

It was morning. You were wearing a crop top and leggings, his head was on your chest, and you had rested one leg across his shoulder to stretch your hips out.

"Wait that looks cool Baby, take a pic," he grinned at you and looked up at you with love in his eyes. You rested a hand in his hair and snapped a sweet, if not slightly intimate photo.

You post that photo now, tagging Austin, your best friend, Ashley, and Taylor in the image, and write:

"Like my girl @taylorswift said... in the death of her reputation, she felt truly alive. #lovemylife #lovemyfamily #lovemyman #getoffmylawn".

When that's done you lose yourself in Austin, happily letting him distract you from the noise outside.

[here2bbtstrash]

idk why but fics with lgbtq themes like bi!reader/bts are my fave like they’re HOT but it’s also comforting in a way- needless to say i really really enjoyed ‘babygirl’

if you have any fic recs of this sort pls pls pls let me know 🫣

OH GOSH HI BABE 💜 i'm soooo glad you enjoyed babygirl, i genuinely have such a soft spot for it and i just kjdfjghjd deeply love writing queer shit 🥲

so i've got a couple but i am very scared i'm forgetting/missing some stuff that's out there SO i will also open it up for y'all to add onto !!

first i must toot my own horn *beep beep* - if you haven't read love the way you wear that, it's the first truly self-indulgently queer bts thing i wrote and features a queer reader and bi / trans jimin, my beloved 💜 and a hot bathroom stall hookup lmao

now onto a couple faves:

jai's (@gimmethatagustd) nothing to hide is a comfort fic for me at this point 🫠 it's seriously like a balm for when the world is shitty. queer/genderfluid reader taking baby bi yoongi to his first pride, jimin makes a brief appearance as a drag queen, AND there's hot smut in a closet (yes they address the fact that it's literally in a closet lmfao) ?! what more could you ask for. it's incredible, i highly recommend 💜

and then i'm just gonna tell you to scroll clare's (@nabiolive) masterlist to your heart's content, bc they infuse amazing queer magic into nearly everything they write, so whether you want reader stuff or member stuff or anything in-between, you really can't go wrong with ALL OF THEIR WRITING it's fucking phenomenal 😩💜

aaaaand finally - i am going to recommend something i have not read sdjflsdjf but i have been going 👀👀👀👀 at for a very long time !! @hesperantha 's series teardrop had my interest piqued as soon as i saw "everyone is queer" and "fuck gender" in the warnings lmfao. i'm lowkey allergic to reading series before they're finished so i'm sitting here waiting very patiently for it to be done so i can binge it all at once like a maniac 🙇‍♀️ but everything about it looks incredibleeeee and like the kind of queer content i'm trying to see around here!!!! 💜

girls, gays, theys, friends - PLEASE reblog if you have any more queer bangtan content to share, not only for this anon but also for ME, because i'm gay and i wanna read gay shit all the time 💅✨ alright LOVE U SO MUCH and i hope you enjoy babe !!! 🥰

[erensthottie]

Bonnie & Clyde — 1

[Eren Jaeger x black f!reader]

[Song] ‘03 Bonnie & Clyde | Jay Z & Beyoncé

[Warnings] swearing, use of marijuana, act of robbery, a bit of sexual activity, mention of blood

BLRRRRRRR

“WOO! Fuck yeah! Let’s go!” One of the robbers yells as he runs out of the bank smiling big with two duffel bags full of money. Smiling with him, another taller than the first runs behind him to the food truck that the getaway driver awaits in.

Running out with more duffel bags in y’all hands, you and Eren race out to the truck. Helping you in, the robbers take the bags throwing them in, and grabs onto your hands so you can jump into the moving truck.

Just then you guys hear the sound of police sirens blaring from around the bend. Coming at full speed they drift the corner, accelerating to catch up to y’all. Making eye contact with one of the officers, you smirk, blowing them a kiss and a wink before you and Eren close the doors.

“Step on it Alert!” Eren yells to Armin in the driver's seat.

Taking your seats, you sat in Eren’s lap, legging draping over his as you enveloped your arms around his neck full out making out with him. His hands rest on your lower back and outer thigh pulling you close to him, tilting his head to the side, deepening the kiss even more.

“Your so bad you know that?” He smirks at you, slapping you on your thigh making you jump, giggling and smiling pulling him back in.

“What now boss?” One of the robbers asks as he takes off his mask. The same one who ran out first.

“Yeah, boss?” The other one, the taller one adds in.

Eren stops kissing you for a minute, still holding onto you looking at both men.

“Well, Connie… Jean. Now, we celebrate.” He smiles looking back at you.

“What’d you say beautiful?” He rubs your thigh, eyes never leaving yours.

Face getting warm and your body heating up, you softly nod with a low hum, looking right at him, leaning back into him for another kiss which he gladly accepts.

“Yeah!” Everyone cheers.

“Yes sir.” The men voice, bowing and taking their half into their duffel bag.

“Sir, the chef has informed me that dinner is prepared and ready.” A man with freckles told to Eren.

“Sir, the chef has informed me that dinner is prepared and ready.” A man with freckles told to Eren.

He grunts and makes his way to the route of the master bedroom which you currently stayed.

“You guys can take a plate, me and Y/n will take our share later.” He says as he walks over to the elevator down the hall. Getting in, he presses the third floor and leans back on the railing.

“Beautiful?” He calls as he walks into the living room from the elevator making his way to the room.

“Yes, darling?” You walk out, leaning against the door frame in a small lingerie dress that barely covered your thighs and ass.

Eren's eyes widen and his face turns red as he stops in his tracks. Dropping the bag, Eren lowers his head smiling, tongue poking his cheek while he scratches his chin. He slowly tilts his head back, with low eyes and inspecting your beautiful and amazing body in the sensual and seductive outfit.

"You know," he starts as he untucks his dress shirt, undoing the buttons on it then throwing it somewhere in the living room making his way toward your direction.

"You really are something right. This all for me beautiful?"

Eren unbuckles his belt allowing it to cascade to the wood tiles. Only inches away from you know, he wraps an arm around your body and pulls you close enough, placing a hand on the back of your neck guiding you to lean into the kiss.

You both makeout, entangled in each other pleasure blindly navigating through the room and successfully finding the bed tumbling right onto it while being able to not break the kiss.

"The things that you do to me. It makes me crazy, makes me fucking mad. I want you, I need you, I need your love and your body so bad. Let me make love to you. Let me hold you and tell you everything you crave hear while I go into your deepest places till I reach that sweet, sweet womb of yours and make you cum over and over on my dick. The same one that you love and cherish with your life." Eren slowly grinds his hips into yours, lips moving down your neck leaving open kisses in their waking.

"Will you let me do that beautiful? Do you permit me to reclaim you over and over again? Tell you I love you? Cum deep into your wet and tight pussy that I love and adore with all my life? Will you?"

Overwhelmed with all the oversensitivity and the burning pit deep in your stomach, you desperately nod your head as you repeat, "Yes... yes, yes, yes. Please~"

<3

"Nah Jaeger, you cheatin' out here." Connie says as Eren puts down a draw four card on the deck in the center of the table.

"No I ain't," he smirks taking a puff of the blunt before passing it onto Armin.

"I'm simply just playing the game Con."

"Cap! Y/n can't be helping you pick out your cards, that's straight bull." Jean points to you settled behind Eren's chair, giggling, eyes red and lidded as you stick your tongue out at him only for him to respond with a playful gasp and clutch chest.

"Oh please, Y/n could do whatever she feels like horseface." Eren quips leaning his head back to wink at you.

"Hey! I don't have a horseface you pigeon." Jean claps back.

Everyone including you burst out in laughter, unable to hold it in being that you all are under the influence.

“Marco, it's your turn.” Connie softly nudged at the man spaced out after putting his card down.

Marco blinks a few times to stop himself before looking at the cards in his hand and selected two number five cards, or what he thought were two six cards.

“Ayo, yo, pick up two fo’ your mistake!” Jean says as he starts to pull out cards for him.

“Huh? How?” he protests.

“Fuck is this?” Armin picks up the yellow six and nine card that he had put down.

“Ohhh.”

“Ohhhhh.” Jean mocked.

“Leave me alone, I'm smacked aight?” Marco explains taking the cards from Jean.

“Uno,” Eren says wiggling his last card in between his fingers.

Armin went a place down and a red draw two, leaning back in his chair with a smile, taking another puff before pasting the blunt to Jean “Uno.”

Eren daps him up telling him ‘that's what's up.’

“How the fuck y'all got Uno already?” Jean takes a hit inhaling picking out his cards and putting them down before passing on the blunt to Connie.

Taking his turn with the blunt and cards, he skipped Marco and Eren pointing to Armin to go.

Eren gives him a death look and shakes his head.

“Hey, it's just how the game is played.” he put his hands up passing the blunt to Marco who was once again spaced out.

“Dude, just go to sleep, Y/n will take over for you.” Connie shakes him back to consciousness.

“Yeah, I'll take ‘em for you.” you smile and take his cards taking his place in the chair before hugging him goodnight.

“Another hit Y/n?”

You nod taking the blunt from Connie and taking a deep inhale of the smoke and holding it before exhaling it out through your nose.

“Ou, he got some good cards,” you say sorting out the cards in your hand before you put down four skips.

“WOW!!” Jean and Connie say in unison.

“That's what we doin’ now beautiful?” Eren looks at you, holding the card to his chin.

“As Connie said before, that's just how the game is played.” you retort sending him a kiss.

“Hey, hey. Don't put me in this.” Connie said.

“I’ma getchu back don't worry.” Eren declares.

“Threat or a promise?” you test him.

“Take it how you wanna beautiful.” he jerks his eyebrow.

“If y’all wanna fuck just say da, damn.” Armin snarky remarks make Jean and Connie fall out of their chairs laughing.

“Shuddup Armin.” you joke laughing along.

Continuing with the game, you place down a reverse card making the rotation go counterclockwise. Connie went and put down a plus two to which Jean added another one. Armin then grinned at them putting down his last card, draw four saying ‘uno out’.

All eyes on Eren he looks back at everyone before looking at you.

“I told you I'll get you back right?”

Without saying more words he placed down a draw four on top of Armin’s. Everyone in the group gasps and ooh’s while they look between you and Eren.

“Pick up eight beautiful.” he says as he caresses your cheek.

You gasp, “Oh my God, noooo.”

“It doesn't work like that baby.” you say as you kiss his hand putting down an additional draw four card making the total 12.

From across you, you heard someone stifle their laugh, snorting in the process. You turn to see Armin with his hand over his mouth face slowly turning red from now breathing. He shakingly points his finger towards Connie’s direction. You turn in confusion and see him with a straight face, looking at the pile of cards.

“Connie…”

Everyone except him and you die of laughter, toppling over. He softly places the cards on the table, scooting his chair out, rising and walking away.

“No, No Connie wait!! I’m sorry!” you try your hardest not to laugh, trailing behind him, slightly stumbling from feeling high. He didn't answer only continuing to walk till he walked to his room, entering and softly closing his door.

“FUCK!!”

Y'all hear him yells at the top of his lungs and you laugh even harder than before. It's probably the hardest that y'all ever laughed in your life. You're laid out on the floor, holding your stomach as tears come out of your eyes and you buffer in place silently laughing. Eren laughing loudly head held back stomping his feet on the floor. Jean once again on the floor also laid out like you, shaking in laughter and he screams out with laughter, having that Windex bottle laugh. Armin jumping in his chair, wheezing and crying once in a while snorting loud as hell.

“Did something happen?” Marco voiced.

He was in front of y'all, rubbing his eyes in his oversized onesie with his blanket wrapped around him. That only made everyone succumb to laughter. Armin fell out of his chair onto the floor, Eren slouched in his chair in an uncomfortable position, Jean face down into the carpet and you on your back in an almost starfish position.

Marco freaks out, runs to each of your sides to check up on you only to be met with snores and soft breathing. Y'all laughed yourselves to sleep, who the fuck does that shit? Being as caring as he is, Marco uses the couch cushions and places them under each of the guy's heads, and covered them with blankets, even leveling Eren’s legs so he could be more comfortable. He picks you off the ground being sure not to wake you up and puts you on the big couch right by Eren covering you with a blanket as well.

He cleans up and puts out the rest of the light blunt in the ashtray and packs up the Uno cards. Turn off the light and whispers goodnight before leaving to his room.

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May I request sfw and nsfw hcs Yuri x Male Reader on their wedding night? I just wanna see soft Yuri with his husband- (bonus points if Yuri’s husband is bottom-)

Awww how lovely, soft and sexy Yuri coming right up~

Come to think of it, like I said- I'm in the middle of wedding planning myself rn, so by all means, y'all should send me wedding headcanons and prompts for your F/O's~

Yuri (FE3H) x AMAB/Masc Reader

Wedding night headcanons

SFW (nsfw below the cut)

- Yuri had initially figured that, should he ever wed, he would more or less elope. But the more time passed, the more he felt truly connected to those around him, and perhaps with a bit of your encouragement, he does start to think that at least some kind of celebration with your mutual friends and allies would be nice. Plus, Balthus is eager for a chance to drink himself silly, and Constance insists upon the propriety of holding a formal ceremony. So, perhaps less begrudgingly than he wants everyone to believe, Yuri goes along with the whole wedding banquet thing.

- That said, it is still quite an exclusive event. You may be surprised at first that Yuri doesn't see this as a chance to do some "networking" post-war, schmoozing with local nobles at a lavish banquet for the benefit of himself and his goals. But when asked, he wears an unusually serious expression and runs a gentle hand along your cheek, "This isn't about business, darling. It's about us. If I lost sight of that, then I could hardly consider myself worthy of a man like you."

- He stays true to this throughout the night itself. If he's nervous at all, he doesn't show it- from his vows, spoken with clear conviction and an easy smile, to the dancefloor, where he holds you close as he leads you, seemingly oblivious to the eyes watching from all around. While your friends and comrades are eager to congratulate you and spend time as a group, Yuri only indulges them to a degree that still allows him to stay at your side. You're his absolute top priority, and he won't have anyone distracting him from his time with his husband.

- Everything is in excellent taste, if Yuri has anything to say about it. Custom tailored attire for both of you is an absolute must, and of course they'll be not matching, but coordinated to compliment one another. He's not over-the-top by any means, but he'll ensure that the 'mood' and the aesthetic are just right. He finds a lot of the trappings of traditional noble weddings to be garish and tacky.

- I don't have much of substance to add to this point, but Yuri will absolutely threaten the life of anyone who makes a mess of this special day at knifepoint. Even his 'less genteel' friends who may have been invited will know that you are to be addressed with the utmost respect.

NSFW 18+ v

- Frankly, your first night together as a wedded couple has been on Yuri's mind for some time. It's oddly arousing to him- the idea that a roguish charmer like himself would settle down, and be fortunate enough to have such a sweet and lovely spouse. He can't wait to have you in his bed and call you his beloved husband while you look up at him with those gorgeous, lustful eyes. As such, he's going to direct you to his quarters the first moment he can justify excusing the two of you from the festivities.

- "So then- how shall we spend the 'first night of the rest of our lives,' my dear?" he says with a cunning gaze and a quirked eyebrow as he gently guides you back against the wall, "As I understand, among the nobility, it would be customary to consummate our union." Still, for all of his teasing, when he kisses you, it's with an overwhelming tenderness that makes your knees weak and your heart race. He cups your face in both hands, and his tongue massages yours like he's already making love to you.

- As eager as Yuri is to claim his new Husband, he'll start slow with you, helping you out of each article of refined clothing and pressing his lips to each inch of skin that's gradually revealed to him. Then, after a moment to admire you with openly loving eyes as you lay beneath him, he'll lower himself between your thighs and take you in his mouth. He's resolved to service you with his lips and tongue for as long as you like tonight- he wants to spoil his darling spouse, so he'll slowly work his way up and down your length until you're moaning his name and bucking into his throat. Then, at last, he presses a lingering kiss to the tip of your cock and softly says, "Now then, do you think it's time I make you mine, darling?"

- Normally, Yuri likes to take you from behind, squeezing and spanking your ass as he pounds into you. Tonight, however, he tells you to stay on your back. After directing you to coat his cock in lubricant (perhaps enjoying your hand pumping his length for a bit longer than is necessary), he positions himself between your thighs, spreading you open beneath him.

- His surprisingly strong hands keep your legs propped up for him as the tip of his cock begins to push into you. You both moan in unison as he begins with short, gentle thrusts, easing himself ever deeper into you, careful not to hurt you. "How does your husband's cock feel, darling? Mmm... you always take me so well. You're so gorgeous, moaning while I stretch out your cute little hole..." he goes on with a teasing lilt in his voice- but his eyes are glued to your expressions, watching you with open adoration.

- Yuri fucks you at the same luxurious, yet varied pace that he tends to prefer, but his touch is gentler and so much more tender than it tends to be. He kisses you deeply, his tongue pulsing sensually against yours, before pulling away to focus entirely on your mutual satisfaction. His hand begins to stroke your cock, gently at first, but soon a bit rougher, a bit faster. The tip of his manhood drags against your deepest point, now that you've had to adjust to holding him inside of you. With the head of his cock stimulating you from inside and his dexterous hand jerking your member, he'll eventually watch as you cry out his name, arch up from the bed, and spill your cum across your stomach. Yuri gives an appreciative hum at the sight and leans forward, fucking you in earnest now.

- The chance to take you in a position that shows him your wonderful, pleasured expressions as you cum and still continue to take his cock, combined with the emotional high of finally being joined with you fully, all drive him to his climax before much longer. He groans your name as his cock throbs and flexes within you, then shoots a truly impressive load into you. It's more forceful than usual as well- you can feel his cum hitting your insides with each powerful wave, until he utters a sigh of relief and begins to pull out from you.

- Yuri is generally a little tentative about aftercare, being the independent sort himself, but tonight, he positively spoils you. He has a scented bath prepared, and takes his time running his soaped hands across your body, kissing your neck and face, and praising you for how good you are for him and how lucky he is to have such a perfect husband.

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Stark's Girl

part 015/015 "the real hero"

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an: okay so... this is long and honestly... be prepared for an ending that took me days to write. i do not take any ownership on dialogue/scenes used from endgame, and i tried to make it original as well... anyways, here's the final part, and i can't wait to see what y'all think of the ending :3 oop i cried three times in this so be ready.

Was this actually going to work? Were the Avengers really about to get everyone back? According to Tony.. No. There were too many factors against it.

You tried to talk to him about it that night, but Tony avoided the conversation like the plague. By the morning Tony had disappeared and you were set to head back to the Compound that evening. You hadn’t heard from anyone if they had gotten anywhere beyond Tony’s involvement but it raised the question.. Who would even be able to make it work besides him? Hank Pym had been blipped, and as far as you knew this must be outside of Banner’s expertise. Tony was avoiding you, and that bugged you.

You understood the hesitation, but you knew how tore up he was about losing the Parker kid, even to this day. Morgan and Pepper were his world, this was his fresh start, so if it didn’t work then it was all for nothing. But what if it did? Then everyone would be back, and things would go back to how they were.

You zipped your bag shut and reached for your phone that laid on the bed. There were no new messages and you couldn’t help but sigh when there was a light tap on the door frame behind you. You glanced over your shoulder before tossing your phone into the bag and picking it up, and facing your brother fully. “Look who decided to say goodbye.”

“Got everything?” Tony asked and motioned his hands. “Clothes, toiletries-”

“I have everything,” you reassured him. “Was that all or.. Do you wanna talk about it?”

Tony sighed and shoved his hands into his pockets. You dropped your bag to the floor and sat down on your bed, and pat the spot next to you. Tony pushed himself off the door frame and ended up by your side, and you hit him with your shoulder. “Go on old man.”

“I hate it when you call me that,” Tony grumbled before he sighed and looked at you. “I just don’t see it working. And I can’t risk losing all of this.”

“I get that Tony, I really do,” you replied. You slid closer to him and snaked your arm through his and rested your head against his arm. “What you have here it’s.. Well I haven’t seen anything like it since mom and dad.”

“But you want me to figure it out,” Tony said. You sighed and looked up at him.

“I just.. I want to know if you really think it won’t work.”

Tony sighed and shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know.”

“It’s never been explored, I get that,” you told him. You unlatched yourself from his side and stood, and grabbed your bag before placing a hand on your brother's shoulder. “I have to get back and see what they’ve come up with though.”

Tony placed his hand over yours and gave you a tight squeeze. He spent the rest of the day with one question on his mind.

Would it work?

When you got back to the Compound the sun was nearly setting, and you sat in your car after switching the engine off. You pulled out the velvet box from your bag and ran your thumb over the top a couple times before pushing the lid open and staring at the contents. The ring inside still had a gleam to it, and you smiled a bit at it. You snapped the box shut and got out the car with your bag in tow, and headed inside. There was a strange brown van parked in the large hangar that made you slow your pace a bit, but you shook it off and continued on your way to the common room. As you got closer you could hear more and more chatter, and prepared yourself for what you were about to walk in on.

“I only have enough Pym particles for a few more goes,” you could hear Scott saying. “So I hope you were able to figure it out.”

“I got it down.. Mostly,” another voice said. It sounded almost like.. Banner?

When you came around the corner you were met with what looked like equations, workarounds, and everyone’s back to you. You had heard about “Professor Hulk” (that’s what his students called him at least) but you hadn’t seen Banner since after the blip. It was definitely, well, something. You came to a halt and couldn’t help but smile. “I see you guys have made progress since I saw you.”

Everyone turned around and Natasha approached with a smile. “Did he come around?”

“No,” you admitted. “He has a family now Nat, they mean the world to him.. And he doesn’t think it’ll work.”

“Well,” Nat looked back at Banner before he moved out of the way. “We might have a start.”

Bruce (Hulk?) explained everything. Tomorrow they would attempt time travel by sending Scott back to the 1950’s, and pull him right back. He said it would be easy, and checked his work multiple times to prove it. It sounded plausible, but until the morning no one would really know if it could work. Your nerves were shot at just the thought of it, and decided to make yourself some tea. You weren’t a huge fan, so as you dipped your tea bag into the hot water of your mug, the smell made you shake your head.

“You should try adding some honey.”

You glanced up from your mug at Steve walking into the kitchen. He stopped at a cabinet and pulled out a container filled with golden honey. He made his way to your side and set it on the counter, and you graciously took it and swirled some of it into the steaming cup. You lifted the cup to your lips and took a small sip, and turned to rest your hip against the counter and face Steve. “You think it’ll work?”

“It has to,” Steve said. His hand came up to rub one of your arms. “We owe it to everyone we lost to at least try.”

You nodded at his words and tapped your mug lightly in thought, and something surged through you. You set the mug down and reached into your pocket and pulled out the velvet box he had given you just days prior. Steve felt his heart stop at the sight, and his stomach twisted as you placed it on the counter between you both.

“I know you said you’d give me as much time as I needed, but.. I don’t need time to decide my answer.”

“I’m sorry,” Steve mumbled. “I guess I read too much into things-”

“Steve,” you cut him off from even finishing that thought. You placed your right hand up on his cheek, and Steve met your gaze. “The answer is yes.”

“Yes?” He asked quietly, and you nodded.

“Yes,” you repeated, and couldn’t help but giggle when a smile spread over his face. Steve pulled you into his arms like you were going to disappear right in front of him. When he set you back down you watched as he grabbed the velvet box and opened it, and pulled the ring out. He gently grabbed your left hand and as he slid the ring onto your finger, it felt like both of you weren’t breathing. You held your hand up to look at the gold band and diamond on your finger, and Steve’s smile fell.

“Are you okay?”

You met his gaze again and nodded. “I just never thought this would ever happen for someone like me.”

Admitting that to him felt like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders. Steve’s look turned more understanding and he took your hand and placed a chaste kiss to your fingers. He pulled you into his embrace and your arms wrapped around his waist and head laid on his chest, while his arms held your body close. You had the sneaking suspicion the last few months that Steve did know what had been running through your mind, and this felt like confirmation. Your confession was absolute, and Steve understood it. And he would spend everyday making sure you knew you were worth it until the end.

It was the first night you spent together, welcoming one another’s embraces in a quiet and tender moment. To you, you had felt like it would be one of the last quiet moments before finding out if time travel was possible, because from there it would be non-stop until they got everyone back. You knew it, and Steve did too. One last night of quiet, then one last time saving the world. So Steve took residence in your room once more, sharing your bed and holding you so you knew you were worth this.

The next morning came too soon, peeking through your shades until FRIDAY opened them higher like you had scheduled. Steve traced his fingers up and down your arm that draped across him for awhile before duty called. Begrudgingly you both changed and went to the hangar hand in hand, only separating when you got in view of everyone. Natasha though never misses anything.

“Good morning love birds,” she quipped while typing away on a computer near Banner. As you two neared you came to her side and nudged her with your arm gently to take over.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you replied back and met Steve’s gaze with a little smile.

“The ring on your finger says different,” she threw back your way. Banner looked down over the exchange and saw what Natasha had been talking about.

“What? Since when!” He asked.

“Recently,” Steve offered. Banner tapped his rather large hand on your back and shot a finger Steve’s way.

“I always knew you two would work it out, congratulations.”

“Speaking of working out,” Natasha cut in. “Are we ready?”

“Almost there,” Banner said as he worked on a couple more calculations. “I’m going to go over this with (Y/N).. Cap do you mind setting the breakers and getting the emergency generators ready just in case?”

“Got it,” Steve said. With one final glance between you both he casted a smile and walked back into the compound. Banner hovered over your shoulder and walked you through the equations running through the sequence, and also working in the Pym particles into that. You followed it for the most part, but for some reason something didn’t add up, you just couldn’t put your finger on it. Tossing caution to the wind (you weren’t a genius like Banner was of course) the sound of footsteps echoed in the hangar, and Steve made his way back.

“Alright, here we go. Time travel test number one. Scott you can fire up the uh, the van thing,” Banner instructed. Scott, in what looked like a retro Ant Man suit, powered up the Quantum tunnel and you double checked Banner’s work.

“Breakers are set, emergency generators are on standby,” Steve said as he walked back to your and Natasha’s side.

“Good. ‘Cause if we lose the grid I don’t want to lose Tiny here in the 1950’s,” Banner said lightly. Everyone’s gaze went to him in shock.

“Excuse me?” Scott asked from near the van.

“He’s kidding!” Natasha told him, before turning and whispering to the group. “You can’t say things like that!”

“Yeah, just a bad joke!” Banner said loudly for Scott, and offered him a thumbs up. Scott nodded hesitantly and smiled nervously.

“You were kidding right?” You asked. Banner lowered his voice again.

“I have no idea. We’re talking about time travel here. Either it’s all a joke or none of it is,” Banner explained, though it didn’t calm any of your hesitations. Banner looked back to Scott and gave him a nod. “We’re gonna send you back a week, let you walk around an hour, then bring you back in 10 seconds. Make sense?”

“Perfectly not confusing,” Scott tried to level with humor.

“Good luck, Scott. You got this,” Steve offered in encouragement which Scott gave a more confident smile.

“You’re right. I do, Captain America.”

You met Scott’s gaze for a moment before giving him a nod of approval, and with Banner’s direction you pressed a button and Scott disappeared into the tunnel. Silence fell over the group, and you exchanged glances with Steve, who put his hand on the small of your back. Banner, with his arms crossed keeping track of time on his abnormally large watch gave you a nod.

“On the count of three. Three.. Two.. One!”

In the same sequence as before you pressed the button and the Quantum Tunnel spit a figure back out… But it was not the same one you sent in. They were younger, and your heart dropped as Banner moved you out the way.

“Guys? Uh this doesn’t feel right,” the teen said, and everyone’s attention shot to Banner.

“What is this?” Steve asked.

“Who is that?” Natasha asked next and Banner mumbled to himself.

“Jesus, is that Scott?” You asked this time and Banner huffed.

“Yes, it’s Scott!” Banner exclaimed. Before anyone could get a grasp on the situation, Banner hit buttons and teen Scott was sucked back into the Quantum Tunnel, only for an older man to be spit back out.

“My back,” the old Scott said and Steve shuffled next to you to face Banner fully.

“Can you bring him back?” Steve asked and Banner tapped the buttons furiously.

“I’m working on it!”

Tensions were high as old Scott got sucked back in and in a flash another body was spit out. The Ant-Man suit had fallen to the floor and inside was..

“It’s a baby,” you said matter of factly.

“It’s Scott,” Banner countered.

“As a baby!” Nat said again, matter of factly.

“He’ll.. Grow,” Banner offered and Steve shook his head.

“Bring Scott back!” Steve ordered. And Banner looked to Natasha and motioned to the generators.

“When I say kill the power, kill the power,” he instructed her. Natasha nodded before rapidly walking towards the generator and grabbing a hold of the lever. You came up by Banner’s side again to see what he was doing and he pointed at Nat. “Kill it!”

Nat pulled the power and out shot regular Scott, which made everyone sigh in relief. Scott, on the other hand, stood there in disbelief and admitted something quietly. “Somebody peed my pants.. But I don’t know if it was baby me or old me.”

You glanced Steve’s way and offered a sad smile. Tony was right, this wasn’t going to work. Natasha came back to the group and mumbled a thank god, while Steve wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

It wasn’t going to work. It was a grim thought, and everyone got their hopes up for nothing. Though Banner still tried to remain optimistic, and threw his hands up in triumph.

“Time travel!” Banner exclaimed, only earning a few shakes of the head. Steve motioned his head in a direction and off you two went, leaving behind Nat and Banner, and Scott who didn’t know what to do about his situation.

Steve had led you outside into the sunlight, where he removed himself from your side and let you walk out of the shade and close your eyes. He felt defeated, and took a seat on a hard surface and casted his gaze to the ground.

There was no victory, not even an opportunity for it. He had to once again come to terms with the fact he would never see Bucky again, or Sam, or Wanda. Wakanda would never get their King or Princess back, and the kid from Queens would never get to step foot back in the city. Steve was so lost in thought he nearly missed what you said.

“Holy shit,” you said out loud. Steve averted his gaze back to you, only to see what you had referred to. A car was fast approaching, and he knew just who was behind the wheel. Steve was by your side before the car came to a halt before you and the window rolled down.

“Why the long faces?” Tony asked.

You couldn’t help the smile that broke out over your face. There would only be one reason why Tony would come here (voluntarily)... He figured it out.

“Let me guess.. Lang turned into a baby,” Tony said and you covered your mouth to hide your grin. Steve nodded beside you and shoved his hands into his pockets.

“Among other things, yeah. What are you doing here?” Steve asked. Tony removed his sunglasses and tossed them onto the passenger seat before stepping out the car. He walked around the back, and opened the trunk.

“That’s the EPR Paradox. Instead of pushing Lang through time, you must’ve pushed time through Lang. It’s tricky, dangerous even. Somebody should’ve cautioned you on it,” Tony went on explaining. Steve smiled a bit and nodded at him.

“You did,” Steve admitted and Tony put his hand over his chest, acting shocked.

“Did I? Well thank God I’m here,” Tony replied while fishing something out of his pocket. It looked like a funky little watch, which he promptly tossed your way and you caught easily. “Regardless, I fixed it. That is a fully functioning Time-Space GPS.”

“Son of a bitch,” you mumbled to yourself looking at the device in your hands.

“And don’t think I didn’t notice that,” Tony pointed from where he was. You looked at where he was pointing and smiled at the sight of the ring on your finger. “I just want peace, if you’re okay with it.”

“Of course I am Tony,” Steve confirmed and Tony sighed as he lowered his voice for the two of you.

“We got a shot at getting these stones, but I gotta tell you my priorities. Bring back what we lost? I hope so, yes of course. Keep what I got?” Tony paused while focused on you and nodded at him. “I have to, at all costs.. and maybe not die trying would be nice.”

“Sounds like a deal,” Steve agreed and offered Tony his hand, and you watched them shake on the promise. Tony pulled one last thing from the trunk of his car and Steve looked uncertain to take it. “Tony-“

“Why? He made it for you,” Tony insisted. And finally.. Steve took the shield once more.

“Looks good, Cap,” you commented, earning one of those looks from Steve and Tony shut his trunk.

“Ew. Please I don’t need to hear that.”

The Compound was about to be bustling once more. It was one of the more festive dinners the Avengers compound had seen in awhile, nearly every seat occupied and chatter among everyone. Pizza was the easier choice for the evening, and you had found yourself looking for a seat near Nat, Tony, and Steve who had engrossed themselves in early talks.

Clint had proven that Tony’s way of time travel worked, though it had taken a couple weeks to get it ready. You learned the calculations for entry points and exits, then re-entry back to the present. It was confusing, but the thought of getting the world back to normal was worth the late night lectures with Tony.

So now it was down to figuring out where and how to get all the stones as they are scattered throughout time. There wasn’t a clear path though, not yet anyway. But as you came up to the trio you could hear them still discussing it.

“I’m so glad we have the Three Stooges figuring this out,” you commented as Steve welcomed you to sit in his lap. Tony tossed a napkin your way and you chuckled before taking a glance around the room. “It’s nice to see all these faces again.”

“Hopefully soon it’s everyone,” Natasha offered. Her hope never died these last five years, and it made you nod in agreement as you bit into your slice of pizza. One of Steve’s hands ran up and down the side of your hip, and everything felt a little more normal.

“Lang only has enough particles for ten round trips, one for each of us,” Tony went on about, though you quickly swallowed the bite of pizza you had to inject.

“What about me-“

“No,” Steve and Tony said in unison. You narrowed your gaze at them both and took an angry bite of your pizza. It was ridiculous that they made the decision you were to stay here and track them on the time heist.

“Thor and Rocket could go for the Reality Stone in 2013,” Steve offered.

“Clint and I can get the Soul Stone, Nebula and Rhodey can handle the Power Stone.. We know where those are in 2014,” Natasha said out loud.

“That still leaves three stones and four of us,” Tony sighed. You shrugged your shoulders and took a bite of the crust you had left.

“I mean if you pick the right year, there’s three stones in New York,” you said off the top of your head. When silence fell among the group and you looked up to see them all staring at you you raised a brow. “What?”

“What did you just say?” Tony asked and you blinked at him.

“I said if you pick the right year there are three stones in New York?” You replied and when everyone still looked confused you sighed. “The wizard had the Time Stone, you guys had the Space Stone aka the Tesseract, and Loki’s scepter had the Mind Stone.”

It was silent, everyone seemed to be processing what you said when Banner came up to the group, but Tony was already in motion. “There’s only one pizza left can I have it-“

“Jolly Green take a look at this,” Tony said as he whipped out a small device and displayed images in the room. His actions made everyone else look on as he moved pictures, air typed words, and took a step back to show everyone. Tony put his hands on his hips and Banner looked surprised.

“Shut the front door.”

“This is it,” Natasha stood and looked on. “This is how we get all the stones in one go.”

For once you were glad to have caught up on all those confidential SHIELD documents on what you had missed.

No..

No no no. No it wasn’t supposed to be like this. This wasn’t supposed to happen, no one was supposed to die.. This was supposed to fix everything, but not this. No.. No it wasn’t true. What Clint was saying couldn’t be true.

He fell to his knees, he had to be picked up from the floor as he recounted what happened. A soul for a soul, he said. It shouldn’t have been the price but it was, he said.

It couldn’t be true.

The thought just ran over and over again in your mind the rest of the day. Everyone had gone to the lake and discussed it more but that one line just kept running over you. Clint insisted there was no other way, there was no give backs.

She bet her life on it.

Tony crafted a gauntlet to house the stones in. He carefully placed each like where Thanos had them originally. He was precise, this was delicate after all. Someone died to make this happen.

Steve was distant. You chalk it up to being focused on the situation at hand.

But who should snap?

Thor offered but was met with (quickly) apprehension from everyone. Tony said he was in no condition to do so, so Bruce said it should be him.

“You saw what those stones did to Thanos. It almost killed him. None of you could survive,” Banner said.

“How do we know you will?” You asked. It was one of the first times you had spoken up in days, and seemed to shock everyone a little bit.

Honestly, you couldn’t handle someone else dying right now.

There was no way to know for sure, but it was time to find out. This time you weren’t letting anyone tell you not to join, and you grabbed the nano suit attachment Tony had made for you. The chest pendant stuck to your shirt and like a second skin it dispersed the suit over your body, leaving your face still exposed.

You came up by Steve’s side and he glanced your way and sighed. “I don’t think this is a good idea.”

“Let me be here for this,” you said lowly. Steve didn't question you again, and strapped his shield tighter to his arm as Scott came to his side and gave him a ready nod.

“FRIDAY do me a favor and activate Barn Door Protocol will you?” tony asked.

Barn Door Protocol was simple. There were protective blast doors that closed the Compound in the event of a catastrophic event. It protected every square inch of the facility-

You get the point by now. It’s in case some shit goes down.

The room got slightly darker, and Tony gave you a nod across the room and both your helmets covered your faces. Tony projected a shield before him and Clint, and you shifted in your place.

This was it: one last mission.

Banner slowly put on the gauntlet, the metal growing over his enlarged hand, and when it fit snugly the stones began to glow and you could see their power begin to surge through him. Suddenly, Banner fell to his knee and grunted in pain.

“Take it off!” Thor hollered.

“No, wait,” Steve called over the chaos. “Bruce you okay?”

“Talk to us, Banner,” you tried to reason over the conflicting voices.

“I’m okay, I’m okay,” Bruce reassured everyone and even attempted to give a thumbs up. But the scene unfolding told you (and probably everyone) that Bruce was not okay. He screamed in pain, holding his hand that housed the gauntlet and just when you thought he was going to pass out from the pain he was in--

-- He snapped.

Bruce fell to the ground and the gauntlet slid off his hand and Clint kicked it away. Steve rushes to his side and you move to do the same but Tony stops you.

“Don’t move him,” Tony instructed and Bruce gripped onto Steve’s arm.

“Did it work? Bruce asked immediately. Everyone glanced around, unsure if it did or not.

Nothing felt different, nothing screamed yes it worked. Tony iced Bruce’s affected arm and just when the dust was settling-

A bad choice of words. Suddenly everything evaporated around you. Explosions, debris, rock and dirt flying everywhere. Everything was disorienting, nothing truly felt settled for minutes. You weren’t sure how long time had passed, but there was chatter in your ear and you gasped back to life.

“We’re drowning! Does anybody copy? Mayday!” Rhodey’s voice rang a little choppy.

You groaned as you pushed yourself up, feeling the same water building around you. Rhodey, Rocket and Hulk came into view and you forced yourself up, having to crouch because of the fallen pieces of cement. You rushed over as water continued to fill the small cramped area, and came to Bruce’s side.

Your boots cemented themselves to whatever ground you stood on and helped push the cement that was threatening you all. “I got you, big guy.”

See you on the other side, man,” Rhodey said to Rocket who was next to him. The water was quickly rising, and this didn’t feel real.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

Bruce and you couldn’t bear the weight, not with the water circling your necks. It was an ironic death, because your life did flash before your eyes. Seeing your parents death, seeing Tony again, that date with Steve where he kissed you in the rain, then the flashes of Siberia, Natasha’s last smile.. You wouldn’t admit this to anyone until much later, but you welcomed this ending.

Suddenly something cupped you all and air rushed around you. The large hand hugged you all carefully, and when they released you the scene of the outside world was a punch in the stomach, but there was no time to reflect. You could see that Purple Titan from this far, and you could also make out the size of his army.

And by the looks of it, Bruce’s snap worked.

Bruce leaped out of Scott’s hand and Rhodey, back in his suit hovered with Rocket, and you landed by his side. The chants of the Wakandan tribes ring in the air, but one voice cuts over the comms in your suit and you clutch your fists.

“Avengers!” Steve calls out.

“Assemble.”

Both forces charge one another, Thanos still on the battlefield pointing his legion on. You had flown in with Rhodey by your side as both sides met in a chaotic middle, and landed before one of the ugly Sakaaran aliens and ricocheting them backwards with the repulsors in your palm. Asgardians, Wakandan forces, wizards, and fellow Avengers fought all around you. Landing by your side, your brother shot another alien backwards past you.

“You alright?” his voice projected into your suit. An alien charged you and you grabbed it around the neck and propelled yourself upwards before using the momentum to slam the body back down to the ground.

“Oh just the usual Tuesday,” you replied before someone landed beside you two.

“Mr. Stark! Hey! Holy cow-” the young kid started. You gave your brother an understanding nod, and flew back up into the air, eyes landing on an incoming Leviathan, heading straight for Clint.

“Anyone have my back with the big space worm?” You asked over the comms, while cycling through the weapon options of your suit quickly.

“I got it!” Scott called over the comms and you took a play out of your brothers book. Scott was charging forward and as the Leviathan came near the forces fighting below, he punched the space worm, and with your charge ready, a small missile shot out from your suit and into a now exposed piece of flesh and exploded the Leviathan. Scott continued on, but in your state of distraction one of the Chitauri from the ground leapt up and pulled your downwards.

Shocked, the alien slammed your back down to the ground, and with a scepter like device flourished downward to pin you. You stopped the scepter just before impacting your chest and huffed and you tried to push them off, but they’re a lot heavier than they look. Before you have time to panic, the alien is thrown off of you, and a couple shots ring through the air.

Standing above you is Bucky Barnes.

Barnes lowers his gun and looks down at you, before offering his exposed vibranium hand for you to take. Without hesitation, you grip his hand and he pulls you up but not without lingering his hand in yours before letting you go, and you give him a nod.

“Thank you,” you tell him. “That’s two I owe you.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Barnes replied. Both of your attention is pulled away when chatter erupts in your ears.

“We have incoming!” Someone shouted. Everyone turned their attention above as the looming ship Thanos arrived in began to fire. The same explosions that rocked the Compound hit the ground in the same destructive way, but the wizards (you really needed to learn the correct term for them) began to make shields to cover the people around them. You projected the shield Tony had integrated into these new suits and held it above you while Barnes shot at a couple more aliens who were still attempting to attack.

“Guess that’s only one you owe me,” Barnes said next to you and you let your helmet disappear to look at him fully.

“Did you just make a joke?” You asked and he shrugged.

“I do that sometimes,” he replied and you smiled a bit before your helmet reappeared over your face.

Above, you could just barely make out the Spider kid with the gauntlet being carried away on a Pegasus before you see them get knocked off the winged horse. But there was no telling how to get the ship to stop firing on both forces below, and that started to sit badly in the pit of your stomach. But in near perfect timing, the cannons stopped, and everyone around looked at one another in question (including you and Barnes). Your shield disappeared and the cannons moved to point upwards, and shot into the sky.

“What are they firing at?” You asked over the comms, before FRIDAY answered that something was entering the atmosphere.

In a blazing ball of glory shoots down from the sky and into a part of the ship, straight through, and then back in, all before shooting out as the ship began to crumble below her. You smiled behind your helmet before refocusing on the scene before you.

Get the gauntlet to the brown van, and put an end to Thanos once and for all.

“See you on the other side, Barnes,” you commented to him before shooting back off into the thick of it all. In a matter of seconds Thanos threw his sword towards the brown van and almost in slow motion, the gauntlet is lost in the dirt. You land besides Steve, who seemed to have almost forgot you had been here during this.

“(Y/N)-”

“We can’t let him get that gauntlet again,” you said to him, your eyes trained on your brother who was heading that way. “We can’t lose anyone else.”

Instead of arguing with you, Steve nodded in agreement and he outstretched his hand, and Mjolnir flew into his grasp, his shield on the other arm. Side by side you charged towards Thanos just as he smacked your brother away, Thor arriving at the same time. The two men teamed up to distract Thanos, and you focused your attention on the gauntlet, whose stones shined under the grim that now governed it. You could see Thanos overpower both Thanos and Steve, and with no one else in sight you picked the gauntlet up and back into the air you went. But you didn’t get very far, a large hand grabbing ahold of one of your legs and pulled you backwards, and for the first time you came face to face with the Titan who ruined everything.

Thanos used his free hand to grab a hold of your neck and released your leg, and you felt the metal of your suit dig into your sin as you gasped for air. Thanos looked you over, as if he could see your frightened expression behind your suit, and with his free hand he plucked the gauntlet from you and looked it over. His hand still was tight around your neck, and your vision began to fade before he looked back at you.

“Pathetic,” he muttered to you, before tossing you away. You weren’t sure how far you landed, but the impact shocked your body. You could feel yourself come in and out of consciousness, hazy vision of the dark clouds in the sky moving ever so slightly each time you came too. It wasn’t until the snarl of an Outrider nearing you did you finally find the strength to push yourself up, but before it lunged at you.. It disappeared into the wind like dust.

Pushing yourself up, you watched as all around all of Thanos’ different forces began to crumble away into dust. The Chitauri, the Sakaraans, and the Outriders all disappear before your very eyes in the same manner half the world did five years ago. You pushed yourself forward, over a heap of debris in what seemed like just enough time to see Thanos sit himself down in the middle of an open area. Thunder crackled above, and Thanos crumbled away into dust as well.

It.. It was over. It was really over.

Your helmet disappeared so you could see the spectacle for yourself. The only people still around were the Avengers, and everyone who helped that day (you would call them Avengers as well). You smiled a bit as your eyes landed on Steve who was focused somewhere else, but then he looked around frantically before spotting you. His expression made your chest hurt as you looked to where he had been staring previously.

No..

You could see Tony fall to the ground and people begin to surround him. There was an urgency in each step you took and when someone tried to stop you you pulled your hand from their grasp to get closer. You needed to see your brother, he had to be okay.

He just had to be.

When you finally got to his side you felt your heart stop. Peter was being pulled off the ground by Rhodey, while Pepper took his spot. She was stroking the side of Tony’s face, and whispering something to him you couldn’t hear. You found yourself taking in every detail, but still you couldn’t believe what you were witnessing. Tony stared off into the distance, his body was… It was just completely eaten up from what you knew were the stones. He was the one who snapped, and you shook your head in disbelief.

He was supposed to go home after this.

People looked at you, and Pepper glanced behind to meet your gaze. She held out her hand and you took a heavy step forward, until you kneeled down in front of your big brother… But his eyes held nothing in them anymore. Carefully you grabbed his hand that Pepper wasn’t holding and you gave him a squeeze, not really sure what to say.

With a shaky hand you reached out to stroke the side of his face that wasn’t burned, but your touch did nothing to get a response from him. You could feel the tears fall down your cheeks as you watched him barely breath, and you shook your head.

“I love you so much,” you managed before the sobs in your chest ached to be released. “I love you-”

Just as you were struggling to get the last words out, the light of his arc reactor went out. You gasped lowly as Pepper fell forward to sob into Tony’s shoulder, and someone pulled you off the ground as your sobs were just starting. Steve had pulled you into his embrace as you cried, and the somber feeling carried through everyone else.

You had lost the last piece of family you had left.

Uncertainty. That was the one thing that had settled into your life those days between the battle and Tony’s funeral. Those of you who needed it found yourselves in a hotel in the city, and each of your days blended together in the same way. You slept all day, most of the time waking up and opting to stay in bed and stare ahead.. Your eyes burned, and you didn’t know what to do with yourself.

Steve stayed with you, though it was hard on him. When you first arrived, you nearly immediately got into the bed and under the sheets, and he couldn’t coax you out for two days. He opened the blinds to the windows, but you stared blankly out, and when he came with food you told him you weren’t hungry. He tried to help, but he didn’t know how.

The day before the funeral, when he finally got you to eat oatmeal (even if it was just a couple spoonfuls) and managed to get you into the shower, he tucked you back into bed and you went to sleep once more. He stayed in the room for a while, his own thoughts heavy on his mind, before going to the one person he knew would understand him the most.

When Bucky answered the door, he gave him a sad smile and let him into his room. Steve walked in and stopped in front of the windows overlooking the city, which was now bustling with life again. Bucky came up behind him, and Steve could hear him open the mini fridge in the room and pull something out.

“How is she?” Bucky asked. Steve sighed and turned back to face his friend while crossing his arms.

“I got her to eat a bit, but Buck… I’ve never seen her like this and I.. I don’t know what to do,” Steve admitted. Bucky sat himself on the edge of his bed with a water bottle in his hand and sighed.

“You just have to be there for her, Steve,” Bucky offered. “No matter how long it takes.”

The guilt on his conscience was too much, and Steve nodded in response. He took a seat in the chair across from the bed and rubbed his hands together, all while Bucky took sips from his water and watched him closely. Bucky knew he was holding something back.

“Steve.. What’s going on in that head of yours?”

Steve looked up to meet his best friend's gaze, before looking back down to the ground. “I… I don’t think I belong here anymore, Buck.”

Bucky’s brows narrowed as he looked at his friend. Where was this coming from? Hethought you two would’ve worked things out in the five years he was gone, Bucky had only assumed so since Steve was by your side during this.. He thought Steve moved on from this kind of talk. “What do you mean Steve.”

“What if I should go back?” Steve asked him, meeting Bucky’s gaze again. “There’s a way now and… And I saw Peggy-”

“You saw Peggy?” Bucky asked, and Steve gave him a nod. “Steve now think about this… I thought you were over this, I thought you were set on making things right with (Y/N)-”

“I was,” Steve cut him off this time. “But Buck when I saw Peggy… There’s something telling me that… That it was always supposed to be her.”

“Yeah, maybe back then,” Bucky conceded. “But Steve think about now. You’re here for a reason, not back there… I thought you passed this.”

“Maybe I never was,” Steve asserted. Bucky looked over his friend, and he shook his head and stood up again.

“I think you should consider this a lot more than you have… Because there is someone really hurting right now, and she needs you,” Bucky told him. “I don’t know if you two worked it out over these last few years but Steve you need to think about this.”

Tony was… Exceptional. He was what you had always wanted to be when you grew up. And maybe that was more true now than ever.

You found yourself unable to do a lot of things the last few days, including dress yourself for this funeral. You felt sickly, but the cries had drawn themselves out and left you too tired to continue today. You were there for the entirety of Tony’s message to his family, and Steve was still by your side as Pepper set a wreath with an old arc reactor into the lake by their home.

You felt empty. Emptier and more alone than you had ever felt.

When you managed to be alone you had wandered off by yourself to Tonys’ work shed and pried it open. Dust lingered in the air, and you entered slowly with hands shoved into the pockets of the coat you had been wearing. You were chilly, probably getting sick, but you ignored the thought as you turned the light on to see better.

What you had been searching for was staring at you like it had been weeks ago. Slightly discolored, the photo of Tony and you from when you were younger screamed at you of a feeling you’d never feel again. You reached out for it with a shakiness you couldn’t control and grabbed it, and traced your fingers over the glass front before holding it to your chest in an effort to comfort the pain in your heart.

The floor echoed as someone entered, and you wiped the tears from your face as they came up behind you. They didn’t sound like Steve’s footsteps, and you turned to face the person who must’ve followed you out.

“I’m so sorry for your loss,” Bucky Barnes said to you. You found yourself nodding and looked back down at the photo you were clinging onto.

“Me too,” you admitted quietly. When you met Bucky’s gaze again he looked like he wanted to say something, but Steve came up behind him and the moment was stopped. Steve glanced between you two before refocusing on you, and he cleared his throat.

“Happy has something for you,” Steve admitted and you gave him a nod. Steve waited for you to pass him before Bucky turned his way and gave him a knowing look. Though they hadn’t discussed it since, Bucky hoped Steve had come to his senses.

Things never felt normal for you, not as soon as people seemed to hope it would. You tried to be more.. Enthusiastic. But how could you just be okay after that?

Weeks had passed since the funeral, and you didn’t feel any better. Happy had given you a drive with a message he said Tony had left for you, but you couldn’t seem to bring yourself to listen to it. Not yet, maybe ever. It was hard enough seeing his face plastered on the news, and in depth reporting on the Stark legacy, with people questioning what you would contribute in the family’s wake. Even Steve had asked you about your commitment to one another… You hate to admit it but you told him you couldn’t right now, not with this pain in your heart. He told you he understood. You weren’t sure if he noticed, but you tucked the ring he had given you back into the velvet box, and then away safely.

But things were uneasy between you two, and you did what you always do. When Bruce called with work, you accepted it. Anything to get you mind off the thoughts that ran rampant. There was one last thing that needed to be done: the stones needed to be returned.

You had memorized every detail of Tony’s work when it came to the Quantum portal. Bruce and you had replicated one in record time, and on a sunny day you stood there beside him double checking the trajectories. Steve had volunteered to return the stones, with no arguments from anyone on the matter.

“Now, remember,” Bruce explained to Steve. “You have to return the stones to the exact moment you got them. Or you're gonna open up a bunch of nasty alternative realities.”

“Don’t worry Bruce, clip all the branches,” Steve said as he messed with the com in his ear. You were too focused on the conversations that unfolded, your mind drifting off for a moment before being pulled back with Bruce setting his hand on your back.

“You okay?” He asked, and you nodded and returned to finalizing the jump.

“I’m fine,” you reassured him and looked up to see Bucky and Steve hug for a moment. Steve stepped up onto the platform and the familiar Quantum suit appeared over him. He picked up the case that had all the stones, and Mjolnir as well.

“How long is this gonna take?” Sam asked.

“For him? As long as he needs. For us? Five seconds,” Bruce explained before meeting Steve’s look. “We’ll meet you back here, okay?”

Steve looked at you, with a look on his face you couldn’t quite place. Your stomach felt like it was twisted in a knot, even though he gave a nod and looked back Bruce’s way.

“You bet,” Steve replied.

“Going quantum in three, two, one..” Bruce counted down before Steve disappeared. You intently watched his stream disappear on the monitor you had before you, and Bruce started counting again. “And returning in five, four, three two, one-”

When Steve didn’t reappear you frantically looked for his stream location, only to see it shoot past his return point. “He blew right past his time stamp-”

Bruce moved you out the way and your gaze focused on the empty Quantum portal, and you shook your head a bit. You could hear the conversations around you, but couldn’t quite make out the words being said. All you knew was Steve didn’t come back. When everyone went quiet your attention went to the three men who were focused in the distance, with Sam heading towards a figure who hadn’t been there before.

You stepped off the platform you had been working on and took a few steps in the grass closer to where Bucky was standing and watching whatever was unfolding. You had your disbelief, but that was crumbled the minute you saw Sam take the shield, and you could now make out it was an old man.

When Tony died time had all but warped together.. But what you were seeing right now had felt like the ground was taken out from under you. The older man had stood and shaken Sam’s hand, and when they looked back at Bucky, when you could see those eyes even from this far you stumbled backwards. They were Steve’s eyes.

Confusion… Panic… Hurt. Everything coursed through you at once, and ignoring the calls from whoever tried to get you to stay, to probably talk about it, you turned away from the scene and pulled the arc attachment from your pocket and desperately threw it onto your chest. The suit that you hadn’t worn since the battle appeared out your body, hid your face behind a helmet and you shot off from the ground with only one destination in your mind.

You had never used the fastest flight power Tony’s suits had to offer but you did that day for the first time. You needed to get back to the hotel you had been staying at quickly, and when you landed on the roof and your suit disappeared as you ran for the entrance to the building, you needed to find it.

Out of breath by the time you made it to your room and threw open the door and it shut behind you, you overlooked your room and couldn’t get your mind together. You hurried over to the bedside table you had hidden what you were looking for and pulled it out the housing completely, only to find it empty.

A frantic panic flooded you, and in a matter of minutes you had nearly destroyed the hotel room, overturning every piece of furniture, overlooking every crevice you could find. You rested your back against a wall and breathed heavily, before sliding down and for the first time in weeks, fresh sobs left your body.

Steve Rogers had taken his ring back. And now you were truly alone…

...In 1974, Howard Stark was going to unveil his City of the Future to the world, but was having a hard time coming up with the right words. Tony had interrupted him once, though he couldn’t hold it against the kid, he was only four and Howard worked late nights. With Maria talking about wanting another kid, Howard was doing whatever he could to set them up for success, and here he was, getting ready to record a message for them.

He just needed to get something off his chest, and he leaned back against his desk with his arms crossed before him, and searched his mind for the right words. He tapped his foot lightly before sighing under his breath.

“I’ve never been a man of many words, as crazy as that sounds. But trying to build all of this, I’ve had to put my best foot forward,” Howard started. He touched the model beside him and looked at the camera. “You don’t know it yet but your mother is talking about having another baby, and I’m… I’m looking forward to that, when it happens.

“Tony, you are too young to understand this right now, so I thought I would put it on film for you. I built this for you, and by the looks of it your brother or sister, and some day you two will realize that it represents a whole lot more than just people's inventions. It represents my life's work. This is the key to the future. I'm limited by the technology of my time, but one day you'll figure this out. And when you do, you will change the world.”

Later on Howard would go on to edit this message, just weeks before his death, to include another message. This one would go unheard for years. Until you were ready, this message sat alongside Tony’s on the drive he left for you.

“You turned five this year. When someone told me that I would become a sucker for my little girl, man did they mean it,” Howard chuckled. Something caught his attention off screen, but he looked at the camera he had set up in his study and on a rare occasion he smiled. “With Tony, he became my vision, the reason why I wanted my work to make the biggest impact on the world… So that he would have the best future. But you? You’re my aspiration. And just like Tony, I know you’re going to change the world… If you both sat through these messages, I just want you to know one last thing.

“What is, and always will be, my greatest creation... is you two."

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Issues with Reader Fics

Okay, I'm probably going to be a bit controversial here. Yet, I'm asking you to hear us out, please. Fanfic writers, specifically those who write "x Reader" fics, please read this. My dear friend Jack has already made a post, where I and others have contributed our experiences and feelings towards certain issues with these fics. Those issues still prevail and therefore I've decided to make my own post, which is more of a PSA, I think. Anyway. You can and should read Jack's (@mlmxreader) post here, please. It is long, yes, but it is extremely important and will say a lot of things we will not talk about here again. Now, what this is mostly about is the tagging of those fics. Every single time, we (men and non-binary people) come across Reader fics and they're tagged with just "Reader", so, naturally we assume they'll be gender neutral then. Well, they basically never fucking are. Every time, in the first few sentences or in later paragraphs something like "baby girl, girlfriend, wife, she/her" will come up and it is frustrating, can be triggering (for trans people, like myself, especially because it can cause dysphoria), and is honestly just very excluding and rude. By doing that, you show us that you do not consider anyone but women to read those fics. Even though that isn't the case. Men who like men exist and we read fics. And we want to be able to read some that don't make us feel bad or excluded. We're not asking you to suddenly write Male!Reader fics. We're asking you to tag properly. If your reader is female, tag it as "Female!Reader" or "Fem!Reader". It doesn't take more than two seconds to do that. So, please for the love of everything good, take those two seconds and type in that one word, even the abbreviation is enough. But tag it! Please! Also, please, stop tagging "male reader" or "gender neutral reader" when it's a female reader. You won't get more notes from it. All it does is clog the tags and push down fics that are actually targeted towards those groups. So, don't do that, please, thank you. One thing I personally wanted to ask actually. Why do women read "Male!Reader" fics? This is a genuine question. Why do you, if you're a woman, read those fics? They aren't targeted at you, and frankly, I don't understand it. If I were cis and not dysphoric, I still wouldn't read "Fem!Reader" fics. They aren't for me, and I wouldn't be interested in it, even if those were the only fics for a certain character. So, if anyone could answer me this, genuinely, then I'd actually appreciate that a lot, I'm truly just curious, as I have noticed women reading my "Male!Reader" fics, too. Which is cool, as we've said, you may interact, as long as you're not creepy or fetishistic, but I still don't understand why you would read that in the first place. Now, onto what my two wonderful friends have said, when I asked them if they had anything to add to this issue, or perhaps overall, still: @iscariot-rising said, "It's just disrespectful for writers and readers alike to assume that everyone reading their fanfics is inherently female, to the point where for some it has become the standard that any fic has female reader - leading to writers not tagging their fics as female readers or mentioning in their descriptions that reader is female, instead only titeling it as "character x reader", before then three sentences in referring to reader as some sort of female term. This isn't just rude, it can also be triggering for people or make them dysphoric, if not just plain uncomfortable. Fandom spaces are something that is shared across all genders and sexualities and it is only courteous to respect this and tag your fics accordingly, since it doesn't take a long time and saves a lot of trouble for readers." And you know what? He is absolutely right and he should say it. You need to listen to us, please. @mlmxreader said a lot, too. For example, he's mentioned that there is a reluctance to even write Gender Neutral Reader fics, which is true. Even though it would be much easier, to be perfectly honest. Yet, people seem not to do it. Do y'all not want people of different genders to enjoy your fics without feeling excluded? He also said, "oh! yeah! there's also the whole thing about lingerie, too, like putting men in women's lingerie and talkin about panties and stuff, which comes off as extremely fetishising (when it's not written by mlm) as well as just... really gross bc like that stuff can trigger dysphoria and half the time it's not even tagged? Like it wouldn't be so bad if y'all tagged it; on top of that, there's also the whole fact that they assume that all mlm relationships revolve around sex and that that's all that matters. But then also using (m/n) standing for "male name" instead of (y/n), like, what the FUCK is up with that?? /gen" Again, he is absolutely right. Tag your shit, please. I know it can be tiring to pick out everything relevant, but trust me; you'll do a lot of people a big fucking favour when you tag your stuff properly. And frankly, I agree with him. I don't understand the whole '(m/n)' thing because if we're men, our names are automatically male because, well, we're male. It doesn't really make sense. That might just be a thing that personally bugs us, though, I honestly don't know. TLDR; Tag your fics properly, be respectful, don't assume everyone is female and therefore exclude everyone who isn't, just say (y/n)???, and yeah, that's basically it. Just be more considerate, please! That was it. I don't mean to personally attack anybody, but if you do feel attacked, that probably means that you're guilty of doing something I've listed here, and perhaps should consider changing that. I also wanna note that if you consider sending me threats or hate of any kind, I will delete it and not engage with it. If your first response to this post is something rude and hateful, you should take a step back and reconsider why you're about to do something so senseless. Does it help you in any way? No, it doesn't. So, what's the point, other than acting like a complete dick? Anyway, have a lovely morning/day/night; cheers!

[samsassinparvismagna]

Colin Zabel x Librarian!Reader!

Hey everyone,

Literally just belting this out after THAT shitshow. So from now on anything I post about my beloved Detective Husband is going to be an utterly delightfully wholesome AU because fuck everything.

So let's get on with whatever this is! (Might write this as a story sometime but for now have this. Also it's based on my own OC so I've had to tone her down a little so more people can feel immersed?) It's SFW and I tried to keep it GN but added a cut anyway, hope you enjoy!

-Mare and Colin visit the library to check up on a suspects alibi on being there

-that's when he meets youuuu

-afterwards he'd always be seeing you there, checking out book after book while asking you for recommendations

-is he reading the books? Of course! Whenever he gets time to anyway. Plus it gives him more things to say to you cos we all know he's an adorable awkward puppy

-eventually, he'll ask you out (after much peskering from Mare) and you say yes!!

-and then he's at the library even more than before! He loves seeing you in your element - arranging books, talking about them with such an enthusiasm he can't not want to read way more than he has time to! Also when he sees you interacting with kids his heart melts.

-its a shame nothing else melts in there though. The place is always freezing which gives him another excuse to see you, bringing you warm snuggly things like his sweaters, maybe a blanket and definitely a hot drink/food to help warm you up.

-once when you complained your feet were freezing he went out to his car and brought in some FUZZY!SOCKS!!! HE KEEPS SPARE SOCKS IN HIS CAAAR!!! His feet get cold too so he knowws

-he loves driving you to and from work when he can, he knows he can get really busy so enjoys spending whatever moments he can with you. Plus he likes to know you get there safely.

-he gets you cute book related gifts like cute bookmarks and signed!books!!

-he even tucks inside little love notes sometimes - another reason he loves to surprise you at work, especially on quiet days, is so he can hopefully see your reaction when you're reading and come across one of his little notes.

-your face immediately lights up and a huge squeel comes out, giving away his position and you immediately run up and kiss your wonderful boyfriend/soon to be husband

-cos this is forever y'all ❤️

BONUS:

if - or when - you have kids, he'll always be reading to them. He'd always hype up the library as a magical awesome place where mummy works and you can bet he'll always be telling them how he met you there (but throw in some dinosaurs and unicorns and spaceships cos murder is depressing)

I might add more to this but um yeah! Lemme know what you think! Hope it's not too awful! 🙈

Idk who to tag but I'll try @missdictatorme @misslongcep @samdrakeftw @thatspookyagent @americxn @demelzatheshipper @quicksilverownsmysoul @undeadcortez @spider-starry lemme know if you wanna or don't wanna be tagged in future stuff :)

[fanficsloth]

If Walls Could Talk - 5 Seconds Of Summer.

*****SMUT*****

 ALSO JUST A REMIDER I WOULD STILL LIKE TO DO REQUESTS FOR IMAGINES, MY ASK BOX IS ALWAYS OPEN. <3

Some things are meant to be secret and not to be heard.

(Y/N) Winston was sent away to boarding school when she was about sixteen.

Her father didn't want her turning into her older brother Dallas. But that was a big mistake.

When she arrived at the school, she turned heads of everyman. She knew how to get what she wanted. She had everyone wrapped around her finger.

For of course it was in her blood, she was a Winston.  Everything she learned she learned best from her older brother himself.

The gang hasn't seen her for years, she was finally back at home in Tulsa.

She had grown up into a beautiful woman. She held herself with the most confidence anyone has seen.

Dally thought it would be a good idea and get the whole gang back together when she came back. The pair was partners in crime.

When they were walking down the street to the Curtis household , everyone was staring at the young woman. But at this point she was so unfazed by their actions, she continues to carry her head held high, winking at some men with a cancer stick pressed between her lips.

All of the gang was sitting on the porch soaking up the sunlight before catching glimpse of who was walking up to the house.

They were all stunned by her beauty. They at least thought she was going to look identical to Dally. But they sure was wrong.

"Y'all know (Y/N) she doesn't need an introduction. But try any funny business, I'll kill ya. Or she'll do it before I have a chance to do it." Dally nudged his head at his sister before sitting next to Ponyboy and Johnny.

"Well someone had a nice puberty." Two Bit snickered at the young girl, her (Y/E/C) eyes rolled before flicking him off. "I wish I could say the same thing about you. Looks like you haven't grown since I left." she smirked while letting out a small giggle making the man shut up real quick.

Before anyone could say anything else a car pulled up with the last of the two members of the gang. Steve and most importantly Sodapop.

She always swooned at Sodapop but who didn't. The whole town knew about the heartthrob of Tulsa.

"Well, well, ain't it lil (Y/N). Back from jail?" Steve joked before giving her a big hug, "See Two-Bit, this is how you welcome someone back." she squinted her eyes at the man who was poking fun at her.

She felt eyes staring at her, her eyes looked over and saw Soda's eyes looking at her.

As like the other men, he didn't expect her to be so beautiful, strong, independent. He wasn't expecting her to be how she was when she returned. He thought she would be shy and timid like most women. But sure he was wrong.

"Soda." her plump lips turned into a smile before following the men inside the Curtis household.

As they all crowded around the tv, (Y/N) went into the kitchen to grab a beer.

"Aren't you a little too young to be drinking" she heard a voice joke, she rolled her eyes before shutting the fridge behind her. "Okay grandpa." she bit her lower lip before meeting Soda's bright blue eyes.  

"I missed ya (Y/N). Never thought you'd be back. How was it?" Soda asked while placing his arms across his chest being genuinely interested in what she had to say.

Her soft hands opened the bottle of booze with no problem which surprised the young man.

"You know going to class, getting hit on by men, beating people up, oh can't forget partying. You know the usual school shit." she laughed before moving her (Y/C/H) out of her face. "How's you and Sandy? Your new job?"

"She left me. But worked distracted me from it. I'm really liking it there. I'm learning a lot of new things" he nodded his head.

(Y/N) walked up slowly to him before placing her cold hands on his face making his skin have goosebumps. "I know what else can distract you with that." he whispered, her big eyes looking up at him.

Soda sucked in a big breath before grabbing her hands to remove them. "(Y/N), you know I can't. You're Dally's little sister. You asking me to have a death wish?" he smirked showing off his dimples that she loved.

"It'll be worth it." she winked before walking back into the Curtis's living room sitting next to her older brother, leaving Soda to walk in with a red face.

Throughout the weeks, (Y/N) and Soda would always run into each other. Whether it be at the store, walking around, at the diners, clubs. Everywhere.

Their eyes would always find each other's. They were watching one another. They just couldn't get enough.

This time, the gang agreed to go out to a club, let loose for one night, as the men drank. Soda and (Y/N) just drank soft drinks while laughing at the mess, the jokes the others were saying.

Bodies are hoping to get addicted to sound. And Soda was addicted to the sound of her laugh.

As (Y/N) grew bored, her hands wondered onto Soda's lap while drawing circles. She wanted to feel him, hear him. She wanted him.

What (Y/N) wanted, she always got. It's the cherry on top for it to be a secret Romeo and Juliet situation.

"Wanna blow this joint?" she whispered into Soda's ear, being extra cautious to be sure the other men didn't see. Most importantly Dally. But he was too drunk, head down on the table with his eyes shut.

He pressed his lips together before nodding his head. "Hey where you going? We're just getting the party started. " Steve asked while scrunching his eyebrows together. "I don't wanna be here anymore. I'm bored, I can't drink out in public. You guys just drink up, have a drink for me. Just keep an eye on Dally okay? If something happens you'll regret it."

The gang just looked at her before looking over at Soda. Why would he be going with her.

"I'm just going to make sure she get's back safely. Soc's man, she's like the golden ticket to them being Dally's sister." he ran his hands through his slicked back hair  trying to play it cool.

"You have your knife on ya?" Pony asked, Soda nodded his head before turning to follow the impatient  girl who was already walking out.

As the pair felt the breeze of fresh air on their face, they linked hands and ran quickly to the Curtis house.

When they hit the front door, Soda pressed (Y/N) against the door smashing his lips to hers.

Her soft hands making her way into his dark hair.

Soda lifted her body while never breaking contact with her lips to carry her into his room, he slammed the door shut with his foot while placing her on the bed.

When the doors close, it's bond to get loud.

The pair were quick to remove every clothing item they had on, Soda was nipping at her neck but was careful not to leave any trace of marks, knowing the gang would see.

As she laid on her back, Soda positioned himself to her entrance, "You sure." he breathed, (Y/N) nodded her head before hiding her face in his neck with her hands on his bare back. "I wouldn't be here if I wasn't."

Soda moved forward causing the both of them to hum in harmony.

(Y/N)'s nails digging in his back with every movement.

"Soda" she moaned, while pressing her lips together.

They have waited for this moment, the tension of the pair was just too much to bare anymore longer.

As they both were reaching their Climax , Soda pressed his lips to hers before they both hit their high.

Soda fell beside her, with his arms wrapped around her body while she leaned against his side tracing shapes into his chest.

His blue eyes looked over at her with her (Y/ H/ C) messy, in her face. Making her more beautiful. "You know you're a queen?" he asked her pressing a small kiss on her forehead.

(Y/N) just smiled letting out a small laugh, "Uncrowned queen I might add."

But before the pair could get any notice, they heard the door open with loud voices following after.

The two's eyes widened before hurrying up and finding their lost clothing items with a couple of "Shits" leaving the young girls mouth  while fixing her hair in the small mirror.

The pair made it downstairs while sitting on the couch with the gang.

"What you guys do while we were gone. I bet you they did the dirty. Did you guys do the dirty?" Two-Bit laughed while raising his eyebrows up and down, causing drunk Dally punching him on the arm. "That's my sister you're talking about asshole. Soda knows better."  

Soda's blue eyes narrowed a bit ignoring what the pair were talking about. But before he knew it, (Y/N) was whispering in his ear again.

"If these walls could talk, I'd hope they wouldn't say anything. Because they've seen way too many things."

Soda gathered up the courage to respond softly in her ear, "It's so worth it."