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seitmai · 3 days ago

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I have so many things to say

"I have it scheduled for December," she snapped. "Six weeks from now. It's not perfect yet, and you know how much I like perfection."

I get Cat, but I think if she knew the reason she would not mind at all 🤭

"I absolutely refuse to mention this to Bickel," Cat whispered, reminding you she was at work while you were in your living room. "You can talk to him about it yourself, but I will not. Because I value my relationship with my commanding officer." "I'll take care of Bickel. He loves it when we're ahead of schedule," you replied, biting your lip as you realized you would very much need his permission to push your plan forward. And you weren't sure you could get it.

No worries about Bickel, BG and Bickel are like this🤞🏻

His thick arm was flung across the spot where your body belonged, and you could see his fingers twitching along the bedding like he was searching for you.

🥺🥺🥺

Your eyes blinked slowly before closing, and you realized you were exhausted, too. The adrenaline that had filled you when you were in Bradley's office was drained now. Your belly was full from lunch, and Bradley was so warm. Even the baby had settled into a gentle squirming pattern like she knew you needed a break.

Glad the whole family can a catch a break and much needed nap finally 🙏🏻

"How am I supposed to finish the story when you keep distracting me? Now we'll never know if the silly goose finds his friends, and that's your fault, Nugget."

But we need to know if the silly goose finds his friends!!

Rose giggled more, and Bradley tossed the book aside to give her kisses while you watched from the end of the hallway. He was the most perfect father, and you should have never doubted him. You wanted to apologize a million more times, but when his eyes met yours, you simply said, "I love you, Roo."

Good god I'm so glad they are all back together as a happy family 🥰

"She probably has been," you cooed, easing yourself down onto the floor next to her. She promptly started crying hysterically. "She associates you with fun. I think she only associates me with food," you said, pulling your shirt over your head. "That's not true," Bradley insisted, staring openly at your breasts which were starting to leak. "You're so much more than a perfect rack."

And he would know 🤭

"Rosie and I took care of it. You needed to sleep, so we went to Costco. Did you know they give you twice the number of free samples if you take the cutest baby in the world?"

I feel like Rooster could get everything with Rose strapped to his chest 😅

As soon as his big hand circled her back, you heard her burp. It always took you twice as long. This was also the first night in weeks Bradley was home at this early, and you felt tears prickle your eyes as he walked around singing to Rose about the silly goose and his friends before vanishing into the nursery. It didn't take him long to return empty handed, and when he did, you were crying on the couch.

He is really good at this dad thing 🥹

"Are you too tired to finish the story?" he whispered. "You're going to leave me on a silly goose cliffhanger?" He swore she nodded. She probably did, she was so fucking smart. She could roll over and crawl, and soon she'd be talking and walking around.

I'm sure she did, wanted to make sure her dad would read without her 🤭

He dropped to his knees in front of you. "What's wrong?" "Nothing," you whispered, shaking your head. "I'm just happy you're home tonight."

It's the simple thing 🥹

"No. It's not. None of this is fair to you, and I'm not even talking about Indigo right now. You need me helping more at home, and I haven't been. I took this new position so I could be here more and be deployed less, but I fucked it up. I'm thinking about asking Mav to pull me."

I love takes he takes responsibility and really actions to change 🫡

You're so sexy. But that's her fucking problem at the end of the day, not yours. And I won't let her make it ours."

This just cracked me up 😅🤭

Bradley closed his eyes as you kissed his nose and his cheeks. "I just want you to be happy," he whispered. "I'll do whatever I can to make my family happy." When you said, "You already reported her, right?" he nodded. "That makes me happy. And if you come home on time more often, that will make me happy, too."

Makes me happy too 🥰

You hummed and nodded. "Let me make sure I don't piss Bickel off tomorrow before I agree to that. I don't want to request time off with my tail between my legs." Bradley raised one eyebrow. "I'm scared to know what you need to talk about that could make him upset." "The less you know, the better."

Hahaha I love BGs mischievous side

Bradley grunted. "Each Nugget gets to read my personalized thoughts on parenthood when they're older."

🥹🥹🥹

You looked taken aback as you pulled your hand away from his body and sat up. Bradley groaned, eyes raking all over you as his cock tented the bedding. "I was going to put a bra on before I fall asleep. It just felt nice to take a break for a few minutes. Is it bothering you? I'll put it on now." You were pouting, and he was sweating as you started to climb out of bed. "Jesus Christ, Sweetheart. Come back," he begged, wrapping his fingers around your wrist. "You look so fucking hot, I can't focus on anything."

He is almost drooling I just know 🤭

Your laughter filled his ears, and colors erupted behind his eyelids as you worked your hand down to his balls. "You really never stopped wanting me?" "I've wanted you nonstop since the moment I first saw you," he whined, and then your lips wrapped around his cock. Bradley's eyes flew open, watching you give him head, but after a minute of pleasure, he was reaching for you. "I won't last another minute." You smirked and licked him from balls to tip. "It makes me feel good knowing you can't stop looking at my body." He forced his gaze from your nipples to your face. "And it will make me feel good to swallow your cum before letting you suck on my tits."

🤭😮‍💨🥵

You couldn't stop smiling the next morning as Bradley kissed your cheek while you tried to put your contacts in. "Can I have a little space, Roo?" you asked sweetly. "No," he whispered, crowding in closer. "I can't stop touching you." "If you let me get ready for work, I'll blow you again tonight. He took an immediate step away, hands up in surrender. "By all means, have as much space as you need, Sweetheart. I'll get Rose up and let her crawl around with Tramp."

Hahah i cant with him 😂

After you brushed your teeth, you went to the closet. The maternity tent taunted you from the back corner, but you decided to squeeze into your regular uniform. "You'll have your day soon enough," you whispered. But your mind was already focused on work.

BG to the tent:

"I want to have lunch with you in the cafeteria today." Your smile grew as Bradley's rough fingers tangled with yours. "That sounds nice. Not sure what time I'll be able to get away though." "Text me. Whenever you're free, I'll make it work."

I juat love simp Bradley

He was kind and patient, and as soon as you got into it, you weren't nervous at all. "How do you feel about testing our code on some grounded Super Hornets ahead of schedule?" Kicking the project off early could actually be beneficial, and you knew it. It was a pretty easy sell. "It could give us a little more time to work out any kinks before the end of the year." Bickel leaned back in his seat. "I'm not sure Lieutenant Commander Coleman is finished with the preliminaries." "Oh, she is," you told him with a smile. "She's way ahead of schedule, because she's brilliant."

The way she sells it and at the same time gets some good points in for Cat is chefs kiss👏🏻

Your heart was racing. It was the moment of truth. This might not work out at all. "Do I need to choose randomly?" Bickel shook his head. "Choose whichever you want. But if you ground your own husband, that's on you. I will not bail you out of that argument."

This is going perfectly according to plan

"Who's Lieutenant Jeffries? And why did you go directly her them?" Cat asked as you casually went back to her lines of code to start double checking everything. "Oh, she's been trying to fuck Bradley for over a month." "What?" Cat screeched, jumping out of her seat. "What's going on?!"

Oh I'm so excited for Cats reaction hehe

You waved your hand dismissively. "She's a young pilot training under him, and apparently she likes getting sexy, older officers to sleep with her. Nothing's going on, much to her displeasure." "Well of course nothing's going on!" Cat spat. "Hasn't she seen the way your husband looks at you like you're a dessert buffet?"

Haha I love Cat and she is so factual about it

"It doesn't matter," she added, inching her computer further away from you. "My code is flawless. And this bitch can sit on the ground indefinitely, I don't even care. Don't mess with my friends."

I knew she would react like this 👏🏻

This would add hours and hours of work to Cat's schedule. You knew it. She knew it, too, but she was rolling her shoulders with a satisfied smirk on her face. "I love investigations. I haven't done one since the summer. And as far as I'm concerned, it's better to be safe than sorry." Her smirk melted into a solemn expression. "I take my job very seriously. You know for a fact I'll do everything by the book."

"What about all the extra hours?" you whispered. "I don't give a shit. You can help Jake can take care of Jer while I work late. I'll go over Jeffries' aircraft with a fine tooth comb." When you looked at her, you burst into tears. "Thank you." "You don't have thank me. It's my pleasure to keep the Pacific Fleet safe from all kinds of threats."

I want to thank Lieutenant Commander Coleman specifically for her service 🫡👏🏻

Aim for the Sky Part 36 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: Bradley needed a day off with his wife, but you needed it more. Taking care of his family would come first from now on, and he had no problem proving that to you. As your plan begins to take shape, one of your allies doubles down.

Warnings: Angst, adult language, body image, DILF Roo, pregnancy, oral smut, lactation kink

Length: 4400 words

Pairing: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Female Reader

Aim for the Sky masterlist. This was written to accompany my series Is It Working For You? along with a bunch of my one-shots and other series, but it can be read on its own! Check my masterlist for the reading order.

Cat gave you an earful over the phone, and you let her. As soon as you told her you wanted to move up the unveiling of the project she'd been leading for months, she panicked.

"I have it scheduled for December," she snapped. "Six weeks from now. It's not perfect yet, and you know how much I like perfection."

When you said, "It doesn't need to be perfect, it just needs to work," you heard a muffled scream.

"I'm going to break out in hives. I need to lie down," she hissed. "You're talking about something that affects the entire F/A-18 fleet."

You rolled your eyes. "I'm not talking about the whole Super Hornet fleet yet. I'm talking about testing on a handful of aircrafts. Or maybe just one to start..."

When you went silent, Indigo's eyes danced through your mind along with her pompous voice and irritating strut.

"Do you have any idea how long I'll have to stay at work? I'll be here overnight finishing this. Overnight. Do you hear me?" Cat asked.

"I'll owe you big time," you replied. "I'll babysit Jer a hundred times. A thousand times."

"I'll take care of Bickel. He loves it when we're ahead of schedule," you replied, biting your lip as you realized you would very much need his permission to push your plan forward. And you weren't sure you could get it.

"Why do you want this so much? And are you coming back to work today? What's going on?"

You took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "Listen, I'll be there tomorrow, okay? And I'll fill you in then. Just...give me until tomorrow. Please, keep working on your code."

Cat groaned so loudly, you had to pull your phone away from your ear. "Fine." Then the call ended, and you ran for your bedroom with your hand holding your belly.

Bradley was already sound asleep, the dark circle under his eye prominent even as his face was half buried in his pillow. His thick arm was flung across the spot where your body belonged, and you could see his fingers twitching along the bedding like he was searching for you.

Your heart clenched, and you slipped quietly under the covers next to him. "There you are," he grunted, opening one eye as he pulled you closer. "Did you talk to Cat?"

"Yes," you whispered, letting him pull you close so his chest was pressed snug against your back. His warm hand settled on your belly, and his even breathing filled your ear.

"Baby Girl, I can't stay awake," he murmured, kissing the back of your neck. "I need a little nap, then I'll get up with Rose when she cries," he promised.

"I can get up. I'm not that sleepy," you told him, melting in his arms as his fingers circled your belly button.

"I love you," he rasped, kissing your ear before his soft snores filled the space.

Sleep took over. You never heard a sound until you jolted awake alone in the dark bedroom with your breasts aching. You needed to feed Rose for some relief, because it had been hours since she'd eaten, so you slipped out of bed.

Bradley had her tucked in his arm, reading a story about a goose on the couch while Rose poked his mustache. Every other word was punctuated with his laughter, and Rose erupted into giggles.

"How am I supposed to finish the story when you keep distracting me? Now we'll never know if the silly goose finds his friends, and that's your fault, Nugget."

He was on his feet, Rose held against his chest, and then he was smothering you in kisses, too. You couldn't stop laughing as his rough mustache scratched your cheeks while he held you in place with one big hand on your butt.

When he finally stopped, he took you by the hand and said, "Wait until you see this. You're not going to believe it."

"What?" you asked, but he was already setting Rose down on her play mat. As soon as she was on her belly, she popped up to her knees, crawled two feet, and collapsed back onto her belly. "She's crawling!"

"She's crawling!" Bradley shouted. "I took a video of the first time, so you didn't miss it. This was only the second time, I swear. Unless she's been crawling around in her crib."

"That's not true," Bradley insisted, staring openly at your breasts which were starting to leak. "You're so much more than a perfect rack."

With an eye roll you said, "I guess I should start thinking about what to make for our dinner while she eats."

Rose latched on while Bradley kissed the top of your head. "I already took care of it."

"You did?"

"Yeah, I reprised one of your mom's crockpot meals. Chicken soup."

You blinked up at him as he stood. "How? We don't have any groceries. I haven't felt like going shopping."

"Rosie and I took care of it. You needed to sleep, so we went to Costco. Did you know they give you twice the number of free samples if you take the cutest baby in the world?"

"Did you wear her in her carrier on your chest?" you asked as he went into the kitchen.

"Yep."

"That'll do it. Makes you look irresistible." Bradley blushed as he took the lid off the soup, and then the smell of dinner hit your nose. "Oh my god, I'm starving."

He started shifting things around on the counter. "I'll bring you a bowl, and it should be cool enough to eat by the time Rose is done."

You watched him work as your daughter got groggy in your arms. Bradley carried two bowls into the living room along with crackers and lemonade. He had dinner set up for both of you by the time Rose's eyes started to close, and that's when you realized just how late it was.

"I think she's ready for bed," you whispered, handing her to Bradley so you could stand.

"Go eat. I'll burp her and change her diaper," he promised, nodding toward the food.

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Bradley missed this so much. He'd only been home for a handful of nights to get Rose ready for bed recently. Right now he was enjoying her fuzzy hair against his lips as he gently set her down on her changing table. He grabbed a fresh diaper and clean pajamas covered in airplanes while she yawned.

"Are you too tired to finish the story?" he whispered. "You're going to leave me on a silly goose cliffhanger?"

He swore she nodded. She probably did, she was so fucking smart. She could roll over and crawl, and soon she'd be talking and walking around.

"Okay," he murmured. "We can finish the book tomorrow."

He flicked on the lullaby machine even though she was already falling asleep in her crib and went in search of his wife and his dinner. But he found you sitting on the couch with tears on your cheeks.

He dropped to his knees in front of you. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," you whispered, shaking your head. "I'm just happy you're home tonight."

Bradley's face fell as you wiped at your tears, guilt filling his body. "I'm so sorry I fucked up so much," he replied, reaching for your hands. "I just wanted to be on top of everything at work, but I should have been here with you."

"It's okay," you sobbed.

"No," you gasped, wiggling off the couch and onto his lap. "You can't, Bradley. You're such a good teacher."

He buried his face in your neck and inhaled as he wrapped his arms around you. "I'm a joke. Nobody's taking me seriously. I have a student who convinced herself she could take advantage of me."

You jerked his chin up so he was looking at you. "That's not even true. She admitted she pulled the same shit in the past, and of course she wanted you, too. You're so sexy. But that's her fucking problem at the end of the day, not yours. And I won't let her make it ours."

Bradley closed his eyes as you kissed his nose and his cheeks. "I just want you to be happy," he whispered. "I'll do whatever I can to make my family happy."

When you said, "You already reported her, right?" he nodded. "That makes me happy. And if you come home on time more often, that will make me happy, too."

"What about a vacation?" he asked softly, letting his hand rest on your belly. "Just the four of us? We could go away for our anniversary. Today was so nice, I think we need some more time off together."

You hummed and nodded. "Let me make sure I don't piss Bickel off tomorrow before I agree to that. I don't want to request time off with my tail between my legs."

Bradley raised one eyebrow. "I'm scared to know what you need to talk about that could make him upset."

"The less you know, the better."

Your words didn't calm his nerves, but your kisses did. So did the soup which was the perfect temperature to eat. You even watched an episode of Real Housewives of New Jersey with him before he started cleaning up.

"I can do that," you told him. "I slept all afternoon."

He turned you toward the bedroom and swatted at your butt. "You and Nugget number two were tired. Go relax in bed and start looking at the Halloween costumes I saved in my Amazon cart for Rose."

Bradley handed you his phone and sent you on your way. He let Tramp outside and loaded the dishwasher before wiping down the counter and packing up the rest of the dinner. When he finally walked into the bedroom, you were topless and giggling.

"We have to get her this costume!" you insisted, holding up his phone, showing him the one that was actually his top choice as well.

"That was my favorite," he grunted, watching your tits bounce as you sat up.

"It's too perfect. I'll order it right now."

Bradley was distracted as he walked around the room, trying to get ready for bed. He brushed his teeth and got undressed, eyes barely able to look anywhere but at your body. This morning, he woke up in the Bronco on the driveway, because you thought there was a chance he was messing around behind your back. He was just happy to put that behind him. He wasn't about to press his luck as he climbed in bed.

"Here you go," you whispered, handing his phone back. He took it and plugged it in to charge overnight, but your breasts brushed his arm. They were heavy and perfect, your nipples big and pert from all the hormones and breast milk. And now he was fully erect as he tried to lay on his back, reaching to turn the lamp off.

"Are you ready for bed? Or do you feel like staying up a little longer?"

Bradley's gaze snapped to your face as his fingers hovered next to the lamp. "I could stay up a little longer," he rasped, keeping his eyes away from your tits which were pressed together as you leaned closer to him. "If you want."

Bradley had barely touched you in weeks which was evidenced by his throbbing cock. You'd seemed tired and distant, all thanks to Indigo, but he didn't put the pieces together at the time. He thought you were worn out from your pregnancy. Right now, he was horny as hell but afraid for you to know where his mind was as he tried to discreetly adjust himself.

He left the lamp on as you curled up snug against his side. "I saw that you started another notebook for the baby," you said, your fingers skimming along your belly, showing off your perfect body.

Bradley grunted. "Each Nugget gets to read my personalized thoughts on parenthood when they're older."

Your lips found his shoulder, and he shivered. "You're a good dad. I'm sorry I doubted you." Bradley closed his eyes as your fingers traced his chest hair down to his abs. It felt like heaven. He wasn't going to make it.

"Why are you topless?" he gasped, tone accusatory. "You've been sleeping in a sports bra with those pad things in them."

"My nursing pads?" you asked, clearly confused. "So I don't leak at night?"

"Yeah. Those things. Why are your tits all over the place right now?"

You were pouting, and he was sweating as you started to climb out of bed. "Jesus Christ, Sweetheart. Come back," he begged, wrapping his fingers around your wrist. "You look so fucking hot, I can't focus on anything."

"Oh." Your pout turned into softly parted lips that he needed to kiss. So he did. He sat up, letting the bedding fall to his hips as he smashed his lips to yours. Fuck, you felt too good. And then you blindly nudged his cock with your hand. "Oh!"

You pulled away, wide eyed and staring down. "Yeah," he grunted. "But in my defense, you had your tits all over the place. You still do." Then you wrapped your hand around his erection, and Bradley collapsed against his pillow. "We don't have to mess around tonight," he gasped. "It wasn't my intention at all. I just wanted to spend time together."

Your laughter filled his ears, and colors erupted behind his eyelids as you worked your hand down to his balls. "You really never stopped wanting me?"

"I've wanted you nonstop since the moment I first saw you," he whined, and then your lips wrapped around his cock. Bradley's eyes flew open, watching you give him head, but after a minute of pleasure, he was reaching for you. "I won't last another minute."

You pulled him free with a pop. "So?"

Bradley panted. "So, I want to make you feel good, too."

You smirked and licked him from balls to tip. "It makes me feel good knowing you can't stop looking at my body." He forced his gaze from your nipples to your face. "And it will make me feel good to swallow your cum before letting you suck on my tits."

He was going to pass out, he was sure of it. "Okay," he rasped, in no position to argue with you while you were gagging on his cock.

He had been correct. After another minute, he was grabbing at the bedding, hanging on for dear life. Your tits were bouncing against his inner thighs, and your belly looked gorgeous. Your face was perfect as you looked up at him with your mouth full. This wasn't what he expected, but he wasn't mad about it. He came, barking out your name as you swallowed every drop, licking him clean.

When you eased yourself onto your back, coaxing him closer to your taut nipples, he moaned. He was in heaven with your fingers in his hair, and when he tasted you, he knew he'd never get enough.

He kept you up for another hour, making sure you felt as good as he did.

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You couldn't stop smiling the next morning as Bradley kissed your cheek while you tried to put your contacts in. "Can I have a little space, Roo?" you asked sweetly.

"No," he whispered, crowding in closer. "I can't stop touching you."

He'd done plenty of that last night. You came so hard on his mouth and fingers, you thought you were going to wake Rose up. Turns out Bradley had been missing you while you were trying to block him out to protect yourself. But Indigo was toast. You'd see to that. She had Bradley convinced he was terrible at his job, and that just wouldn't do. Neither would the fact that nobody got to have your husband except you.

"If you let me get ready for work, I'll blow you again tonight."

He took an immediate step away, hands up in surrender. "By all means, have as much space as you need, Sweetheart. I'll get Rose up and let her crawl around with Tramp."

If Cat stayed late enough to finish the code, then just maybe you could pull this off. Indigo could get her punishment through the Navy, but you wanted to give her a little something special yourself. After all, she knew who you were, but she didn't know you overheard her in Bradley's office.

You were smiling as you strutted through the living room and out the front door. Rose was buckled in and ready to go, and Bradley was waiting in the driver's seat of the red Bronco with his aviators on.

"You look hot," he murmured, reaching to buckle your seatbelt for you after you climbed in. His lips brushed yours making you very aware you'd be late for work if the three of you didn't leave now.

"I told you I'd blow you tonight, not now."

Bradley laughed and started the engine. "That's not what I'm after, and you know it."

After he backed out of the driveway, he reached for your hand. "What are you after?"

"I want to have lunch with you in the cafeteria today."

Your smile grew as Bradley's rough fingers tangled with yours. "That sounds nice. Not sure what time I'll be able to get away though."

"Text me. Whenever you're free, I'll make it work."

"Okay," you whispered, turning to check on Rose. "And we'll leave on time to go home?"

"We'll leave on time to go home," Bradley confirmed.

You almost made another comment about the blowjob, but you knew it wasn't about that. He promised to do better, and you were going to as well. Starting with showing Indigo who's boss on your husband's behalf.

An hour later, your knuckles connected with Bickel's office door. "Come in!"

This was not the time for nerves. You needed to sound confident as hell. "Captain Bickel, Sir, can we talk about one of our projects for a minute?"

"Sure, Lieutenant Commander," he replied, shuffling some things on his desk. "Uh, have a seat."

Bickel leaned back in his seat. "I'm not sure Lieutenant Commander Coleman is finished with the preliminaries."

"Oh, she is," you told him with a smile. "She's way ahead of schedule, because she's brilliant."

He laughed and nodded. "We really do have a great team. Hmmm." His brow furrowed, and he looked through his calendar. "I think this could actually work out well. Starting updates ahead of schedule means we could have the fleet back in the air ahead of schedule. Go ahead and move forward with an aircraft or two."

Your heart was racing. It was the moment of truth. This might not work out at all. "Do I need to choose randomly?"

Bickel shook his head. "Choose whichever you want. But if you ground your own husband, that's on you. I will not bail you out of that argument."

Satisfaction filled your insides as Bickel laughed at his own joke, and a giddy grin spread across your face. "I know just where to start, Sir," you promised, saluting him before running back to the lab with both hands on your belly.

Cat glared at you when you sat on the stool next to her. "I am so tired. Literally and figuratively," she mumbled. "Don't come in here and try to talk to me with your peppy BS. I don't want to hear it."

You laughed merrily and slid her computer away from her.

"Hey!" she complained, reaching for it, but you shook your head.

"We can start testing whenever we want," you said, opening the credentials list of each aviator currently at Top Gun associated with an F/A-18. "And we can choose which aircraft to run the program on first."

You scrolled past BRADSHAW, BRADLEY and FITCH, REUBEN and GARCIA, MICKEY as you made your way through the alphabet. When you got to JEFFRIES, BROOKE, you stopped and smiled. "Bingo."

"Who's Lieutenant Jeffries? And why did you go directly her them?" Cat asked as you casually went back to her lines of code to start double checking everything.

"Oh, she's been trying to fuck Bradley for over a month."

"What?" Cat screeched, jumping out of her seat. "What's going on?!"

You waved your hand dismissively. "She's a young pilot training under him, and apparently she likes getting sexy, older officers to sleep with her. Nothing's going on, much to her displeasure."

"Well of course nothing's going on!" Cat spat. "Hasn't she seen the way your husband looks at you like you're a dessert buffet?" You snorted, but she ripped her computer from your hands. "Give me this," she muttered, pounding away on the keys. A few seconds later, you realized what she was doing, but it was too late.

"Cat, don't!" you gasped. "You put 'check for potential incompetence and/or pilot error' in the notes!"

"So what?" she snarled. "I always do that when I ground an aircraft. It adds a layer of safety."

"I didn't even finish checking your new code to verify we can run the program!"

"It doesn't matter," she added, inching her computer further away from you. "My code is flawless. And this bitch can sit on the ground indefinitely, I don't even care. Don't mess with my friends."

You watched as Cat's index finger slammed into the return key.

"Oh my god," you groaned. "We're logged in under your credentials which means you're the one who will have to do a thorough investigation!"

"What about all the extra hours?" you whispered.

"I don't give a shit. You can help Jake can take care of Jer while I work late. I'll go over Jeffries' aircraft with a fine tooth comb."

When you looked at her, you burst into tears. "Thank you."

"You don't have thank me. It's my pleasure to keep the Pacific Fleet safe from all kinds of threats."

Eventually you texted Bradley when you were done checking Cat's perfect work, letting him know you were ready for lunch. The cafeteria was packed, but you found him standing alone at the end of the line.

"There you are," he murmured, collecting you in his arms and kissing you in front of everyone. "I'm so hungry, I thought I was going to have to start without you." He ushered you into line with a tray and began to pile it with food. "I got an email a few minutes ago letting me know that Indigo will be grounded until further notice starting tomorrow. You know anything about that?"

"I already told you, the less you know, the better. Don't forget to grab the hot sauce."

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I'm afraid Indigo doesn't stand a chance if Cat teams up with BG... I just don't want her anywhere near Bradley. Gonna start wrapping up this series in a few more chapters!

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mcflymemes · 3 days ago

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AS SAID BY ASTARION ANCUNÍN * assorted dialogue from baldur's gate 3

you are mine. no one can change that.

i wish... to drink. and be drunk.

you haven't earned the right to stare at me like that.

you could scream bloody murder out here and no one would ever know.

we should find a tavern and celebrate.

do my eyes deceive me? the gang really is all here.

i'd rather be the only dark power inside your body, if it's all the same to you.

you're cute, you know. in another life we might have been friends.

i don't hate you. because this is not you.

we just have to be vigilant. keep our wits about us.

you can try, but i will stop you.

do what you like. it's none of my concern.

i simply do not care.

we could do it, you know. we could rule the world.

i... i don't know what to say. thank you.

well that's just disgusting.

listen to me, damn it! i'm trying to save you, even if you're too stupid to see it.

believe what you want. i'm done with you.

you have no idea what i can do.

sounds like a delightful dinner plan. perhaps i'll join you.

forgiveness? you've never forgiven anything.

i don't need anyone to speak for me.

i don't owe you a damn thing.

don't worry. i'll keep watch tonight.

just don't ask me again.

is there anything else? any new and interesting ways you can waste my time?

i'll come to you tonight, when you're snugly wrapped in your bedroll and we can have a little privacy.

this time i'll make sure i'm quiet.

you're lucky i'm such an open-minded person.

why send anyone after me? i'm hardly a threat out here.

what are you waiting for? help me!

"you can do whatever you want" sounds terrifying, and it is, but there's opportunity in it, too.

i am so much more than what you made me.

hold very, very still.

i'm sorry, but could you excuse us a moment?

get out of my way. i'm in no mood to talk.

you didn't think i could do it? i'm hurt.

i appreciate your loyalty, darling, but i don't think you understand.

fair? nothing about this is fair.

i don't know who they are, but i have plenty of questions.

i'm glad to hear it.

i do believe you. i know you only did what you thought was best for me.

i just need some time to let it sink in.

you're so good to me.

safe? how can i ever be safe now?

well, hello. looking for a cuddle?

now that you're back with us, we need to have a talk.

how flattering. and disturbing.

please tell me this is important.

there's also gold, sex, revenge... quite the list, really. but failing any of those, i will always settle for shallow praise.

now just tell me i'm beautiful and we can call it a day.

i want to thank you.

you're a vision. and you're so much more than that.

this is all a game to you, isn't it?

for as long as i can remember, i've been used by others.

of course i was attracted to you. look at you, for goodness' sake!

i will forever remember what you did for me today.

that's what you've been waiting to hear, isn't it? that's what you want?

i have been waiting so long for you.

come, give yourself to me.

i'll take care of everything.

it's time to try living again.

i feel safe with you. seen.

we don't have to rush into anything tonight.

would it kill you to dispense a compliment?

looking for something?

honestly, you have no sense of fun.

i do appreciate your enthusiasm, but let's try to restrain ourselves a little.

would you like a tour? we can start with my tent, if you like.

everything was taken from me, too.

well, that could have gone better.

i don't know what you mean.

were you actually worried i was angry?

so what was it like? tell me everything.

i hope i'm not interrupting.

some day that soft heart of yours is going to be torn out of your chest.

what a party. we should do this again.

there you are. i've been waiting. waiting since the moment i set eyes on you. waiting to have you.

you've seen enough already.

i didn't want to lose control.

oh, don't be like that. not every problem has to be beaten to death, my dear.

wait! don't interrupt them!

let's not make trouble for some stranger.

my, this place is fun.

my past isn't exactly a happy story.

that was amazing.

it won't happen again. you have my word.

so many people need killing.

remember who saved you.

don't worry. i'm here.

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unholybacon355 · 6 hours ago

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Toxic Till The End

Park Rosé x Male Reader

Word Count: 4.1 K

Masterlist

AN:To be honest I don't feel like a did a good job here, but things are what they are. So I hope you can enjoy this too because was supposed to be a Valentine´s special and also a way to celebrate Rosé's latest birthday.

It was another day in your opinion, a normal day. Well, maybe not that normal. But with what has been going on in your life, and especially in your relationship with your girlfriend, you aren't sure if you should be celebrating anything. Anyways when you keep repeating to yourself that it is a normal day you still got this stupid heart shaped box of chocolates and a red rose.

“It's just a detail.” You whisper to yourself. And yes, you're right. This detail is the least you can do on this day, a day that is supposed to be happy and cheerful; but instead feels different.

After a long minute of cavitation you put the key on the lock and open the door to your shared apartment with your girlfriend. You're coming back from a long ass night shift and you're sure your girlfriend is still sleeping since there are some hours left till she has to work, so chocolates gonna have to wait. But instead of silence, what you find inside the apartment is the good smell of eggs and bacon being fried. The sizzle sound of food over the pan is what greets you, a sound that you aren’t used to hearing.

Not that your girlfriend is disconsiderate, but she isn’t the type to do these details very often. She cooks, yeah, as long as you do since both of you are grown adults. But the times she has prepared a special meal for you during all these years, can be counted with the fingers of a hand; and maybe those are more fingers than what you actually need to count.

“Babe, you come back early” Your girlfriend says, raising her voice over the sizzling sound. “I can’t let this right now or it will burn.”

“Yeah, they let me come home earlier.” You say approaching the kitchen. “Something big was happening and they wanted the whole day shift there to be an hour early, so I had nothing to do the-.” That last word was cut out of your mouth since you finally saw your girlfriend.

Rosé was holding the pan with a hand and using the other to move what she was cooking with a big wooden spoon; but that was far from making her look any less spectacular than she was looking. To be fair she always looks fantastic, she is very beautiful, with soft features and a button nose that is the envy of all of her friends. But what caught your attention was that she was wearing makeup, done all natural but still make up. Just red lipstick, some mascara on her eyelashes and a bit of blush on her cheeks. What was more spectacular was the fact that she did her hair that morning. Her golden locks were curled into ringlets that fell till barely touched her shoulders, giving her hair a lot of volume.

Also her pajama was different to what she usually wears. This time was a two piece set, all pink and with hearts here and there. The shorts were small, letting you see her long silky legs in all of their glory. The top was also small, revealing her arms as well as a prominent portion of her chest and her tummy.

Rosé was just too beautiful standing there in the kitchen, so out of place making breakfast for you, clearly overdressed for the assignment. Even the fact that you could see her buns shyly appearing under the shorts couldn't make you not focus on how damn beautiful your girlfriend was that morning.

“I wanted to give you a surprise since I have to work today.” Rosé smiles shyly looking at you. “You know, since it’s a special day.” Suddenly your chocolates and rose feel very stupid and almost nothing compared with what she’s doing for you.

“Wow! You're amazing.” You hug her from behind and kiss her cheek. “But you haven´t to. You have to work and you still woke up earlier to do your hair and all this.” Even the smell of her hair was fantastic, and now you could feel she put perfume on too. “I just gave you this.” You present to her what you bought for her, happy that that kid had been selling those things on the street. Because you didn’t have the dignity to walk into a store to buy something from your girlfriend, instead you just brought it for a few bucks from a kid on the street that was selling those packs. You aren’t even sure if the rose is real or made out of plastic.

“Aaaaawww!! But this are fantastic.” Rosé reach back to kiss you in the cheek. “ Thank you Babe.”

After some exchange of kisses and words charged with love, breakfast was ready and you two sat to eat what your girlfriend just cooked. The meal was simple but delicious, something that were really needing to recover all your strength after a busy night. And having breakfast with her made it even better.But the best part came after you finished eating and she told you there was also a especial dessert just for you. You were expecting a cheesecake or something like that, anything far from Rosé sitting in your lap and kissing you.

“I’m your dessert.” She said with her raspy deep voice charged with lust, while she was rubbing her nose with yours. “You can eat all you want.”Although it wasn't what you were thinking, this dessert was much better. So you just grab her tinny waist and glue your lips to hers, this time with much more desire than when you did it earlier in the kitchen.

Soon Rosé’s hands are over you, and yours are exploring under the hem of her shirt. Even on this day there was no time for more romantic things, maybe latter but not now, so your finger crawl under the fabrics till you reach her small tiddies. Her nipples get hard under your touch while you both put more hunger into the kiss.

A moan is muted into your mouth when you pinch one of her sensitive buds and rolled it into your fingers. Rosé have the need to sit properly over you, and in some way she do it without needing to pull her body from yours. Now her legs are falling from each side of the chair, and the tip of her feet are barely touching the ground.

“Don’t leave a mark or they gonna make fun of me at work.” She said while you were kissing and sucking the sweet spot of her neck. Her hands run across your abdomen and your lower back, her touch is a mixture between being gentle and scratching your skin with her long nails. If she leaves marks on you no one is gonna see it.

Since the dessert is being that good you grow hungry and need more, more of her, more of your girlfriend, so you lift her and put her over the tablet. Plates are made a side leaving enough space for her. Your next move is to pull her shirt and leave her torso naked. Rosé small but beautiful breasts make you salivate. Her tiny nipples are so hard right now that you think you could lose an eye if she stabs you with them, but that doesn't stop you from sucking them. Those small hard buds are worth the risk, and the way Rosé moans when your tongue hits one of them is a melody to you.

She palm your erection over your pants while making a mess with your hair, and you do the same with her crotch. Your fingers run up to her silky leg, crossing for her thighs that are open specially for you, and ended reaching the center of her legs. You can feel your girlfriend’s arousal because her pajama is already sticky, which lets you also know that she isn’t wearing any underwear under the garment. But what was the point of wearing panties If she already knew they were gonna end up being a hindrance for what she planned. The only shame is that her cute pajamas will be stained with all of her juices, and of course you're working to make that happen.

While your mouth keeps the attention over her breast your fingers work extra time over Rosé’s clothed folds, making her whimper and moan over the table. She’s already a mess and you think you can make her come just by keeping doing what you´re doing, but she has different plans. Rosé lifts your shirt and you’re forced to take a step back and raise your arms to help her to undress you, but when the garment is gone and rests in the ground with her shirt you’re determined to come back to work between her legs. So you kill the distance between you two, but when your hand is reaching her thigh Rosé stops you. You don’t know what happens and look for a response, but when your eyes meet hers she’s staring at you with ice in her eyes.

“Babe what-” But you never get to ask the question because she pushes you back and gets off the table.

“Who made those?” Rosé points to some scratches in your chest, and you immediately know you're doomed. “I can’t believe it.” Her voice sounded cracked. “ You're cheating on me, again.”

“Babe, this is not what you think.” You try to reach her but she pushes you back. “I made this at work last night.”

“Do I look like a fool to you? There is no way you made those at work, those are nails marks.” Rosé suppressed a sob. “ Oh my god! You cheated on me with Lisa. That bitch always tries to mark what don´t belong to her.”

“Nooo, that’s not.” You try to deny all but honestly you aren’t doing a good job here. “Believe me when I say I made those marks at work.”

“Stop lying. Unless you cheat me with a man, that is impossible.” She takes a step back to put more distance with you. “ Can believe it. You said you would change.” She tries to suppress another sob and suddenly an idea crosses her mind. “If you wanna prove yourself, get your dick out.”

“What? How that gonna help?” You don’t want to but her stare is severe, she’s stabbing you with her eyes. You wish she would be doing it with her nipples instead. “Ok, fine.” You obey and let your parts fall followed by your boxers.

Rosé immediately falls into her knees in front of you and starts smelling your dick. Your shaft isn't hard because of the small fight but that doesn’t stop her from grabbing it with her fingers and putting it in her mouth. After a few bows of her head and lick your meat your girlfriend is in her feet again, and you don’t understand what is happening.

“That’s definitely Lisa’s smell and taste, is all over your filthy dick. You didn’t even took a shower after fucking that bitch.” She makes a disgusting face knowing that she just sucked Lisa’s pussy juices from your cock.. That’s why you came home earlier, because you where fucking her instead of working.”

“Ok, fine. I was with her last night. But you know what?” You were done pretending. “ I had a lot of fun, and not only fucked her pussy.”

“Idiot. I’m not enough for you anymore? After all I did for you?” Rosé is close to you but only to push your chest trying to vent her anger on you. OH my god! I’m so stupid.” She put a hand over her forehead.” Jennie told me this would happen again and I didn’t listen to her.”

“You didn’t let me touch you for weeks. I was horny and she was there for me. What did you expect me to do?”

“Talk to me, you fucking idiot. That is what a normal person would have done. But you had to run to her arms.And.. And…”

“And what?. Don’t act like you're better than me.” You are getting angry too.” Aren’t you forgetting to tell me why you know so well her pussy taste? Don’t you think I don’t know you cheated on me with her too?”

“How…” Suddenly all the anger disappeared from Rosé’s face. “That was just a few times, months ago, after I caught you with your dick inside of her.”

“But you still did it, and didn’t tell me anything.” Now Rosé is more concerned than angry. “ Wanna know how I know? Lisa has some videos of you eating her out. Yes, you're on your knees eating her holes like the bitch you’re.” You look for your phone and hand it to your girlfriend. “Look, you can tell that isn’t you.”

Rosé’s expression now is fully charged with disgust. In your phone is playing a video of her eating Lisa in an undetermined place, all you can hear are Lisa’s moans and praise to your girlfriend. You don’t need to see the video to know that on more than one occasion Rosé’s face is shown.

“Ok, yeah, I did it. But that makes us even, you didn’t need to cheat on me again.” Her anger is coming back.

“Yes, I didn't need it. But I was horny and an occasional blowjob wasn’t helping anymore. I thought you were cheating on me.”

“Oh My god! Don't try to push this on me. This is your fault, you idiot just needed to wait just one more night. “ She clearly sees the confusion on your face because you don’t know what she's talking about. “ Wanna know why I wasn’t fucking you? It was because of this.”

Instead of tell you something you see how Rosé pull her shorts down her legs and kick it away. You don’t what is happening but you see her turn back and, for your surprise, spread her butt. And there you find out what she was trying to show you, because there in middle of her ass crack you could see a gem. This is why I wasn´t fucking you, I was trying training to get your dick in my ass.” Rosé lets go her cheeks and now is looking at you again. “I was jealous because Lisas’s ass is so open that she can take anything. I just wanted to give you the same, so I keep it in secret to not ruin the surprise.”

“But Babe.” You can´t believe you just ruined everything. ”You didn’t need to do it. I was happy fucking your tight butt, even when you just could take a few inches.”

“But I did it. And now I need to find someone else to enjoy my ass.”

You two look so stupid arguing in the middle of your apartment, totally naked, that this would be hilarious if it wasn't because Rosé is implying she’s breaking with you.

“Come on. How I was supposed to know? This is your fault too.”

“Don’t. I was making something for you and you just ruined it, as always.”

“Well you could help me a little too. Our relationship is fucked up because of you too. This breakfast is the first nice thing you did for me in months, and I’m tired too.” You finally get out of your pants to close the distance with Rosé. “Don’t act like this is all my fault.”

Your girlfriend, maybe still she’s your girlfriend, cross her arms and give you her back. “I’m not talking with you anymore. Please take your belongings and leave the apartment.” But far from doing what she said you take your chance and grab one of her sweet little cheeks. “Get your hands out of me!”

“Don’t act like you don't love me anymore.” You notice how even with her protest Rosé doesn't do anything to take your hand off of her ass. “You cheated more times than me, so let's call this a draw and see if your little training gave fruits.” Your hand is still in her butt, so you move it to pass one of your fingers over her ass crack.

“Get off.” Rosé’s arms are still crossed but she moves quickly to put her hands on her mouth when you pull the toy in her butt just a little. Even when she tried, that moan was hard to hide. “Maybe we can make a deal.” You palm her ass and give her a little spank. “No more cheating. I need you to make a promise.”

“Ok, I promise it. No more cheating, I’m not fucking Lisa or anyone; just you. But you have to promise it too.”

She swallows heavily before talking, maybe because your fingers are on the toy again. “Fine. No more cheating, just you and me.” Not even Rosé finished pronouncing those words when you pull the plug half out of her ass, which grants you a loud moan. “Stop playing and just fuck me.” Now the tone of her voice is so different, she’s needy. You’re needy too, more needy for her than ever. Even when you just unloaded your balls inside Lisas’s butt last night, now you need to do the same with your girlfriend.

Not losing time you handed Rosé to the tablet and bent her over. Her sweet little but round ass is shown to you in all of its glory. You can’t not compare Rosé’s small proportion with the fat ass you were smacking last night, obviously Lisa is bigger but there is something so special about the ass you have in front of you. The curves are so perfect, even when it is small you can resist Rosé's butt; it is just so attractive to you.

“Hurry up, I still have to go to work.” Her words take you out of the trance you were admiring her ass. So you take one of her cheeks and spread it while your other hand is in the toy. With one single long but slow movement you take out the plug from Rosé’s butt. Her anus remains agape for a second before regaining its original form. For this position you also can see how her lips are glistening again, how a few pearls of her juices are gathering in her folds. “You want me? Then spread that ass for me.” You guide her hands to her cheeks and she obediently spreads them.

You know that now your girlfriend is more used to taking things up her butt, but you still don´t wanna be that rude so you get on your knees and press your face to her ass. Your tongue landed in her anus and immediately started playing over the wrinkled entrance. You put a lot of saliva there, making her ass slippery and shiny, making it ready to take your meat. With gentle pushes of your tongue Rosé’s anus allows you inside, but just a little, which tells you she was serious with her secret training.

When Rosé’s ass is all shiny and covered in your saliva you tease it with your middle finger and then with a gentle push your tip go inside your girlfriend. Never before has been that easy for you to put a finger in her ass, normally that took you a lot more work and preparation. So if she can take a finger so easily, maybe two is not too much too, and you're right because a second finger goes inside. This time you can feel her anus tensing and being stretched around your fingers, plus you can hear a lot more moans from Rosé’s pretty mouth. “Your ass is so open for me and I haven’t put my dick there yet.”

“So hurry up and put your fat cock inside my butt. I don’t have all day.” Rosé shakes her ass as a protest.

“If you are so desperate.” You take your finger from her entrance and put it in your mouth, tasting the delicious flavor of her insides for a brief time. Then you align your cock tip with her anus and press it against her. The intrusion of your shaft inside her butt is accompanied with a loud moan from Rosé. Almost half of your length goes inside your girlfriend without problems, much more than the usual but still not close from what Lisa can take. “Your ass is so loose now. But you know what? Lisa can take more.”

“Oh my god! Don’t mention that bitch now.” Rosé releases her cheeks and instead grabs the table with both hands. “Start moving, I can take all your stinky dick.” As if she were challenging you, your girlfriend moves her ass back to put a bit more of your cock inside of her. “Just fuck me.”

“Maybe next time we can use Lisa’s pussy juices ass lube for your ass.” With that provocation being said your hands find Rosé’s waist and without warning you take a few inches of your dick out of her ass, just to immediately began fucking her. With each thrust your cock enters a little further into Rosé's tight anus.

Rosé was about to protest but you clearly can see she's struggling with having her ass being fucked, so all she manages to do is moan and breath heavily. You feel how her wrinkled entrance stretches a little more as more of your penis enters her ass, still with all that training her tight anus is fighting to let you in. Rosé is a mess and even when you can't see you know her folds are all wet and shiny with her own slick. “Are you sure you can take me? You're still not stretched enough.” That was just a provocation to see how she reacts.

“Oh my god! I can!” Rosé says between moans. “Just go easy on me.”

“Weren't you telling me to hurry up?” With a long thrust you go the deeper you have ever been inside Rosé’s butt, just letting a few inches out. She’s moaning like crazy, holding the table so tight that her knuckles are turning white. You can see how a shiver runs through her spine but instead of complaining your girlfriend asks for more, and you push your cock further inside her ass.

When your pelvis finally reach her cheeks you can’t help but compare her little butt with the big and round ass you where fucking a fee hours ago. In fact Lisa’s is bigger, rounded, and softer than Rosé’s, but finally being able to fuck your girlfriend ass means something to you. She did this to you and you are paying her with the best anal sex of her life.

You took Rosé’s leg and put it over the table, so now she’s more spread out for you. The new angle allows you to fuck her harder, with your pelvis hitting her butt in every thrust and making a clap sound. You wish she would be telling you hoe good are you fucking her tight ass, but all Rosé can do is moan and whimper while your meat goes as deep as you can inside her anus.

She must be tired of supporting her weight in one leg, but you are not gonna let her go until you’re finished. After all she was the one who asked for you to fuck her ass, and you don’t want to waste all the prep she did. But her ass is still tight, not loose like Lisa, and that’s giving you a lot of pleasure.

Your pace is fast and you fuck Rosé’s little asshole without stop until you feel your balls are arching, demanding to let it go all of your cum, and you can’t hold it anymore. With your dick throbbing inside Rosé’s ass you unload your balls inside of her. The way she’s shaking tells you that probably she’s having her climax too, but you don’t care about that now. All you can think is to shoot until the last drop of your cum in your girlfriend rectum.

When your balls are finally empty you slowly take your dick from Rosé’s butt, and when your tip gets off her she releases a loud moan in some way protesting because of the emptiness that her ass is feeling.

Now you're so tired and your legs can hold you anymore, so you let yourself fall into the same chair you were sitting while eating breakfast, practically panting for all the effort you put into fucking your girlfriend asshole. Rosé for her part is still in the same position, holding the table and with a leg up; also panting. From where you are you can see how her anus is still closing, and how your cum is dripping from her insides coming all the way down through her pussy and legs.

#blackpink smut #rose smut #blackpink x reader #rose x reader #kpop smut #fanfic

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s0lar-ch3ri · 1 day ago

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HAPPY VALENTINES DAY TO @justyouraverageleafykinnie AND @dogboyratgirl TAKE THE SILLIES

tw theyre fluffy and sweet in this so yeah (also long. also will maybe post to ao3 someday idrk)

title is "together we can figure it out!" a bears in trees lyric

this fic features lint from wonderlust as well as wonderlust ocs of my friends :3 (I AM NOT CAUGHT UP WITH WONDERLUST DO NOT EXPECT TO GET FUTURE EP REFS I DONT MIND SPOILERS IM JUST SAYING)

description: It's Aluntine's day (or their world's Valentine's day), and for strange, almost 100% homosexual reasons, Lint can't do anything but find his way back to Apple.

Lint had faced many Aluntines days inside the bakery with his mom, just making cookies. Couples came in, grabbed sweet little treats for their sweet little treats (that isn't incredible wording, maybe he hangs out by Troy too much), and left. It wasn't a lonely time, not when it made business. As he looks across the tables before opening, things feel different.

"You alright Bumblebee?"

Lint half-buzzes back a response. It's not even opening time, he needs to keep it together. Come on!

"Repeat that?"

He buzzes a bit more, less responding to the question and more mumbling to himself. Nothing else is different, nothing's too special about today, well maybe minus...

He leaves the bakery, off to find his sweet little treat.

Apple is not expecting much today. Yes, this time around, Apple could have gone with Lint somewhere nice, however he knew Lint was busy today at the bakery, so maybe he would bug him after. In the meantime, Apple was working on writing something. The plan was simple: finish this, check on the orchard, maybe visit the bakery and see that bee, all that good stuff.

Just like how he changed his life, Lint had changed his plans. With a jumpscare that made Apple fall out his chair, a special bee came buzzing in. All of Apple's panic faded into something softer seeing the culprit of the noise. He sighs a bit.

"Hello, sugarfly."

"I...I feel strange." Lint stands a bit awkwardly in the doorway. Apple repositions himself so they sit up better.

"Go on."

"I thought today was gonna be a normal day, but it just...doesn't. And I didn't know where to go so..."

"Of course." Apple starts cleaning up his writing supplies. He can finish it later.

"Do you uh- how do you ask this sort of thing..."

Apple bleats curiously.

"Do you want to be my Alumni? I just...I don't know. We can uh, hang out, like always, but, special? Not really? Help me out here..."

Apple giggles. "Of course darling."

He buzzes excitedly and Apple can't help but grin at him. I mean, when it's a nice day outside, pretty and basically shining, who could help themself?

"What were you thinking of?"

Lint sinks a bit into himself. Oh cog, he didn't think of something big. Or, uh, anything. What did Mars say? Deep breaths? He takes a couple, in for 7, hold for 6, release for 5. Surely Apple wouldn't mind. He hates liars anyways.

"I uh...I don't know. I just knew I had to come to you."

"That's okay! We can figure it out together!"

Cog that goat was pretty. No, Lint, focus! You have to give them the best date he's ever seen! Just how…

“Maybe a nice restaurant?”

“They may be all reserved out babydoll…”

“Oh…Does my place sound nice?”

“Always does.”

Did it feel silly to take Apple from their house to bee’s? Yes, but to be fair, there were specific things Lint needed there to make sure this was perfect. Apple deserved nothing less.

Walking in, she hears some commotion from the kitchen, mostly just grumbling and the sounds of the assembly of a gift. Looking past his neutral green walls into the kitchen with its purple walls, he sees Troy, bright red and looking just pissed. He angrily puts a ribbon around a set of orchids colored with mint and blue orchids. Despite his pissed…everything, Troy handles the flowers with much care.

“Something wrong Champion?”

“JAX.”

“Is he-”

“THAT STUPID PRETTY BOY BASTARD ASKED ME ON A DATE BEFORE I COULD AND I NEED TO BEAT HIM WITH MY SLED. ALSO MAYBE KISS HIM.”

“You go do that love.”

Troy stomps by him, grabbing his face gently and kisses his cheek. Lint giggles, which sounds a bit like a buzz. He buzzes a lot. That wasn’t a bad thing, he hopes. Maybe he should just set up the movie.

“We uh, we’ve gotten a lot of movies. There’s Ratatoing- that’s not a good one, there’s Cloverfield, Jax may have left around his strange ‘Ratnarok’ documentaries or something- what interests you?”

“Uhhhh, all of them?”

“Love Rattually it is.”

As Apple helps with selecting the movie, he sets up the couch with its assortment of pillows and blankets. One is plain and fuzzy, a muted green, another a felt one with sunflowers on it. Lint grabs some pretzels and popcorn in the kitchen, he also prepares 2 cups of coffee, one for himself, and one for his heaven send.

Apple is still by the couch, sitting, waiting for Lint. He holds the letter he had planned to give Lint later that day, going over each carefully plucked and nurtured word. Lint had brought lights to his days that he would have known from no other being or aspect of living, the least he can do is give him something of perfection. Lint deserves nothing less.

He adds a couple details to it and carefully folds it so as to not crease it. He hopes it’s good enough. They finish the set up as footsteps come on by them behind the couch. Lint holds his arms around Apple from above as bee places in his hands a cup of coffee.

“Got you a cup! Made with love.” Lint is buzzing with joy, putting his head on Apple’s shoulder. Apple takes this as the chance to pepper him slightly with kisses, but like any well made dish, too much seasoning- well here it just made him giggle and light-heartedly protest.

“Let me put my cup down first angel!” He smiles and snickers and Apple feels his heart flutter around and he gains another reason to love him.

Lint climbs over into the blankets and snuggles up next to Apple as they play some movies, drinking coffee. At certain parts, Apple turns his gaze back to Lint and sometimes Lint’s looking at him. As eyes meet, the boys giggle as they give each other compliments and flirts and kisses. As their binging goes on, their energy simmers down with the time, fading into simple cuddling on the couch. Cups sit on the table, basically empty, with the TV’s hum as natural to the environment as Lint’s buzzing was to him. He adored this bee beyond words.

He carefully wriggles his letter out from his pocket, using the blue light to guide his reading ability.

‘’Dearest sweetest bee I’ve known, Lint

There are many things I want to tell you. I want to tell you how you are the light of my days and how no sun nor star could outshine you. I want to tell you how your voice is a gracious melody, with each note and buzz writing a harmonious tune I wish to hold forever. I want to tell you how I could count the stars that trail the sky and name all the shades of its majesty and not once could I think of a world where it’d be a more beautiful sight then the warmth of your smile. I want to tell you how you’ve taken my world and sculpted it to a more magical and wondrous one then I could have arrived too. I want to tell you how the ideas of love and friendship were carefully taught to me by the wondrous bee you are. I want to tell you how you’re the sweetest nectar I’ve tried and I’ve never felt once a need to find another.

There are many things I want to tell you. Maybe I can settle with a few words. I love you Lint, you are a shining star, thank you, I love you, thank you.

All the love I can give,

Apple’’

He’s still unsure if all he’s wanted to say is there, if that’s what bee would understand is true. Thoughts swarm Apple’s head, like a wasp hive, aiming for his heart. Before he gets lost in his mind, Apple hears a small faint buzz from a special someone under his head. He seemed to have fallen asleep a bit ago. The small reminder grounds Apple and his heart calms down with him. He’s got someone too close to there to be so worried. He remembers Lint’s words before, what he didn’t exactly say but was always there.

I didn't know where to go so I came to you.

Apple smiles a bit, closing his eyes and falling for the background TV ambience himself. Together they will figure it out.

#jerwee supreme #the bright smoothie of words

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gentlexmadman · 2 days ago

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Okay I have some thoughts about the community’s reaction to the Secret of the Mimic trailer that I need to get out or else I’ll explode. Everybody is so upset for no good reason and it’s kind of exhausting that we can’t have a single FNaF release without people getting mad that it’s “not like the OG games”. Which is fair, but also, FNaF has undergone ten years of development, both technologically and financially and Scott now has ten years of retrospect with this series, and obviously everything is going to change. That’s not really what I wanted to talk about though SO I’m just going to ramble about a few things I’ve seen people say and spout some thoughts my friends and I have been having about it.

“Who even is the Mimic???” Okay. It’s completely fair to not know who the Mimic is (even though most people do at this point, as it’s not exactly information that’s hard to access), which is WHY this game is being made, and it’s why I’m so glad this game is being made. Important game lore being exclusively in the books is dumb, and I’m glad we’re finally getting the Mimic backstory in an actual game. This is a good thing!! They’re giving us information in the format they should’ve been giving it to us in all this time!! (Though, it being in the books first felt like a test run of these concepts they’re exploring in the games, as if they were trying to get us used to it? I guess it kind of worked? Still a weird move though.)

“It’s just Poppy Playtime /neg” Have we all forgotten that Poppy Playtime was made to feed off of the Security Breach hype? Have we forgotten that FNaF essentially created the mascot horror genre? SotM is the style it is because of SB, not because of the mascot horror games that copied the modern FNaF style. SotM would’ve existed in its current form with or without PPT, as PPT has nothing to do with the natural progression of FNaF games. PPT started with people calling it a FNaF ripoff and now I guess people are saying FNaF is a PPT ripoff?? Do you guys hear yourselves??

“Tales from the Pizzaplex isn’t canon because of [insert minor detail]” How on earth do you still think this even after the games have followed Tales’ Mimic lore time and time again?? Tales is how we know what we know about the Mimic, which lines up with what we have in the games. It’s all one story, just being told across different forms of media for some reason. And if SotM directly mentioning concepts from Tales isn’t enough, I do not know what you think they’re trying to do here. You guys are coping so hard. As for little details that are different: OBVIOUSLY the games are going to be different from the books, they’re entirely different medias with different requirements for storytelling and audience engagement.

TL;DR Your reasons to be mad about modern FNaF are stupid and don’t make sense. If you don’t like the way FNaF is going, simply do not follow it or interact. It’s that easy. Alternatively, accept you can’t do anything about it and just go along for the ride and at least try to enjoy yourself! Stop being angry about everything, it’s not helpful to you or anybody else.

#I need to make it clear this isn’t targeted at anybody in particular and I’m not like actually mad about it #I just have some rants I needed to get out #everyone is entitled to their own opinions but sometimes I need to argue those opinions because they don’t make sense to me #if you don’t agree with me then simply don’t read this post lmao #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf sotm #secret of the mimic #fnaf rant #myposts

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teaxeee · 2 days ago

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hiii tea! it's been a while, right? how are you? 🥟 anon here ♡

i absolutely LOVED your latest gw smuts! his bday one is SOOOO OMG im crazy abt it.. tbh i was searching for some food play with him a while ago and now u just served thisssss yay thank u sm!! also looking forward to the upcoming content <3 hope ur doing well

...i have a hard thought for today 😃

its a little silly but you'll get me ik

first time with wookie after he recovered from lasik surgery, now he can finally stare into his lover's eyes without having to keep his glasses on or suffer with blurr when he was doing it without them... but unfortunately his gf uses glasses too...

it started with a making out session after a cuddling on their bed so cutely

his left hand on her waist as he uses the right hand to take her glasses off "i want to see your beautiful eyes water when i finally get to be inside of you, darling" gw says kissing reader's cheek softly.

"p-please, wookie.. let me keep them on, i want to see you too.. t-this is not fair" she says between whimpers and pouts

"oh, princess, that's useless though.. your vision is still gonna get blurry from all the pleasure i will provide you, don't need them covering that pretty face, hm? just relax and your man will make you feel really good. you want it, baby?"

~ could u write more on it pretty pleasee

[although i do love him w that nerdy look foggy glasses while eating his gf out IM GONE but thats a talk for another day..]

Omg hii! I've been good! I'm glad u like them all hehehe~ Also how are you? I missed u on here ngl <3

I literally LOVE how you wrote this, u should start posting pookie 😍🫶 But anyways:

I feel like Gunwook would be too smug ever since he recovered from lasik surgery and the fact that he doesn't have to use glasses anymore to see you makes his confidence rise even more. But on the other hand he felt bad that you couldn't get the surgery too, he knew how scared you were of it.

It was one of those nights where you were cuddling in bed and exchanging kisses. At first it was all gentle and soft, but somehow it led to you stradding his lap, making out desperately like you haven't seen each other in so long. His hands would be on your waist, holding you had one arm wrapped around his neck, your free hand tangled in his hair, eagerly kissing his lips, your breaths mixing together and fogging up your glasses. As soon as you broke a kiss to take a breath, he moved his right hand away from your waist. His face was still close to yours, peppering kisses along your cheeks as he tried to remove your glasses with one hand. It was a bit difficult and just as he was about to succeed he heard you whine, and he quickly calmed you down, reassuring you that he just wanted to see your pretty eyes better.

That only made you sulk more, your lips forming into a pout as you tried to convince him not to do that, since you also wanted to see him, but that only led to him cutting you off, telling you how you wouldn't need your glasses anyways because "your vision will get blurry anyways, just wanna get a look at your pretty face and eyes better, baby." and his words alone managed to convince you to finally give in. As much as you hated the idea of not wearing your glasses any time you were getting intimate with him, you trusted him well enough not to wear them this time. Within a few minutes both your clothes and his were scattered on the floor and he was between your legs as he pushed his cock in and out of your pussy, and the way you clenched around him had him grunting and almost whining.

It made him satisfied that he could finally stare at you as much as he wanted without having to readjust his glasses every 5 seconds, seeing the way your face scrunched up in pure bliss whenever he hit your g-spot. He just loved how pretty you looked, cheeks flushed and chest heaving as you struggled to focus your eyes on his face, eyes filled with tears from how frustrated you felt with your vision not cooperating at the right times. As soon as he saw a tear fall down your cheek, he'd quickly calm you down by showering your face with kisses, his hands roaming all over your body as he told you how much he loved you and how adorable you looked being in this state.

And as soon as you both were done he made sure to take care of you, praising you every second as he cleaned you up, but he knew you were missing something, so when he asked you if you could give him his old glasses. Even though it made you confused, you quicky did as he said while you put on your glasses in the process and he put on his despite not needing him. That's when he got between your legs and started eating you out, cleaning up your cum stuffed pussy as he enjoyed the taste, and luckily you could finally witness the sight of his glasses fogging up once again, which you missed badly <3

#zb1 hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #zb1 smut #zerobaseone hard hours #zerobaseone hard thoughts #zerobaseone smut #gunwook hard hours #gunwook hard thoughts #gunwook smut #park gunwook smut #🥟 anon

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pandora-writes-one-piece · 2 days ago

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Hello!!

I really enjoy and look forward to your works!! I'm always excited when i get a notification of yours jaja.

My friend and I are planning on beginning a fanfiction of our own. I was wondering if you could give any tips on the writing process or maybe things you wish someone had told you when you had started.

I hope you're having a lovely day!!!!

Hello @frizzothehobbit thank you so, so much for the wonderful ask! I've been thinking about this, and I wanted to consider it properly before I answered, because there's so much to talk about regarding this subject. But I can't be thinking about this for all eternity, so here it is, my answer!

First off, I feel like a dinosaur because I started writing fanfiction more than 20 years ago... dear lord, I'm ancient! And if everything feels daunting when starting out, it's because it is! But it doesn't really have to be. Why, you ask? Because if you've decided to write fanfiction, there's already passion behind your intentions, and that is SO important! So, first off, and everybody's favourite:

WRITE WHAT YOU WANT!

Which is basically the same as saying: write for yourself. And as overused as this expression is, it's still true. Obviously we, authors, thrive on comments and feedback: it makes us grow! - And when I say this I'm not just talking about positive feedback, but constructive feedback! - But if you write what you want and love it, you're already halfway to writing a good story. Next:

INVEST SOME TIME IN YOUR STORY!

We, as authors, all wrote (and will write) drabbles at one time or another. Or mindless one-shots that we just needed to get out of our heads and onto the page. It's sooo valid. But my advice if you want to write a longer story: plan it! It helps avoid the 'oh-so-dreaded' plot holes (and this is actual advice I would have loved when I started... it would have saved me a lot of unfinished fics!) And of course, no two people plan the story the same way. I, for one, just think it through in my head (mostly in the shower, before falling asleep or doing mindless tasks such as cleaning), but I know other authors who plan every chapter and every step of the way so, here's another one:

FIND WHAT WORKS FOR YOU!

Be it in storytelling (first person, past tense, present tense, different POVs...), in planning (plan every single detail, just plan the direction of the story or don't plan at all...) or in deciding how much of a canon character are you willing to change. And this brings me to another point:

DON'T BE SCARED TO WRITE OUT OF CHARACTER!

Nobody is going to crucify you for that! It's fanfiction, people, it's not a history paper or a thesis. If you find yourself constantly thinking about this, you'll always doubt your work, so try to avoid dwelling on it, if possible.

CHECK FOR TYPOS

Mistakes are going to happen. You just can't avoid them. Unless you find yourself a Beta (and even then, it happens!). Typos, grammar and spelling mistakes fly by us authors when we're excited about our storytelling, so re-read what you wrote as many times as you want/need! I know I must have my fair share of mistakes (alas, I apologise for English not being my native language in every fiction I write), but I re-read my chapters a lot of times (I'm not even going to say how many - it's unhealthy!) and trust me, it shows if you don't give your story at least a good thorough read! Speaking of reading...

READ! READ! READ! READ A LOT!

Devour books, fanfiction, papers... whatever you can get your hands on. It's another cliché when it comes to writing tips, but it's overused for a reason. Reading a lot helps build a great vocabulary! And it helps you avoid annoying repetitions... Which brings me to another awesome tip:

USE A THESAURUS!

Suuuuuuuch a big help! Especialy when you're not a native speaker! Sometimes I find myself so stuck on a word that a thesaurus truly saves my life! Also:

DON'T BE AFRAID TO EDIT!

The scene isn't turning out the way you wanted it? CUT IT! It doesn't move the story forward? CUT IT! It doesn't fit the character? CUT IT! I've cut entire 1k+ scenes from some of my fanfictions because they made the story take a turn that I didn't like! Which brings me to another important tip:

LET THE CHARACTERS DO THEIR THING!

Sometimes your character just runs away from you and starts doing stupid shit. It's a known fact amongst all authors. Just let them be. Run with it. If the scene doesn't suit the story (say it with me...) CUT IT! But I've found so many times that the best plots in my stories come from characters who just decided they didn't give a flying f**k about me and went rogue! Last but not least (and because this is becoming a thesis in itself):

DON'T BE DISAPPOINTED!

Not all fics get comments. Not all fics get a lot of views. Not everyone who reads and likes, will comment. It's alright. We authors are used to it. And although it's a known fact that many authors have praise kinks (me included), and love to know people read and like their stories, don't expect too much and you won't be disappointed.

I really didn't want to end on that sad note, and maybe some people will disagree with me, but it's astounding how big the difference is between views and likes (or kudos on AO3) and comments. #CommentsMatter!

Also, and here's an extra:

DON'T COMPARE YOURSELF TO OTHERS!

We all have favourite authors, and we all wish we could write like someone we idealize (Oh, Edgar Allan Poe, how I adore thee!), but it's not fair to compare yourself to another author. You're not more or less than another writer! YOU'RE YOU! And that's already awesome!

Oof... maybe I could have gone on longer than this... maybe I could've added more tips. But this is what I thought of, and I do hope you, and other people, find them somewhat helpful! Thank you again for the wonderful ask!

Love you! ❤️

PS: Engage with the community! Not only is it heartwarming, comforting, and rewarding, but as a commenter myself, I love having little debates with authors about why they wrote a scene in a specific way, or what they have in mind for what's coming next! Whatever it is, I guarantee you'll have a good time!

#pandora answers #writing tips #writing advice #writing help #writing problems

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in1-nutshell · 16 hours ago

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Poll Winners: Maxima and Ophelia

SFW, Platonic, Romance, Familial, Cybertronian reader

RID/TFP

“So… have you told Bumblebee yet?”

Maxima crossed her arms refusing to look at Ophelia. Not that it was hard, she could always look forward and ignore the minibot below. Sadly, the monster truck didn’t have it in her to ignore her, not with the raging storm in her helm right now.

“Not yet.”

Ophelia sighed a bit. “And when are you planning on doing it?”

Maxima shifted the weight on her pedes a bit. “Lia I haven’t even talked to Grimlock about it. I’ll do it but not now.”

Ophelia raised her optics while side glancing at Maxima. “You still haven’t talked to him about it? After everything that has happened, I would have expected that you two would have been talking about it for months. It would have explained the long periods of time without seeing either of you.”

“We were just on patrol.”

“Uh huh.”

Hot warmth flared in her system. “Ophelia!”

Ophelia crossed her arms and looked up at her. “Then what have you two been doing? It can’t be that terrible.”

Maxima coughed a bit in her servo before relenting in a defeated tone. “…Russel showed Grimlock an old TV show and has been begging to watch it after patrol. The show grows on you after the first few episodes, it’s becoming a bit of a tradition at this point—Oh don’t give me that look!”

Ophelia was struggling to keep the chuckles in her, but it was almost laughable. Maxima of Iacon, the daughter of the last Prime, watching old shows with her partner.

Almost laughable, but it was also sweet.

“Softy.”

“I—you-- …Yeah…”

The two chuckled before falling once again into silence. Ophelia looked up at Maxima with knowing optics. A lot had changed between the past few years. From being in a war, losing father figures by the end of it, adjusting to peacetime, and finding partners. If you’d tell them both that these events would happen, Maxima would have probably been on the floor laughing while Ophelia might have commed in Ratchet to get you checked up.

The minibot was happy with her Conjunx, Steve. Maxima had been over the moon hearing that she was going to go through with the rites. Ophelia only wished her the same happiness.

“You know, if you are having serious thoughts about going through with it, you need to talk to him about this before anything else. And if you need pointers, Steve and I would be happy to help, right?” Ophelia remarked.

Maxima flashes a grateful smile and sits down next to the minibot. She did the same.

“Don’t go dragging your poor Conjunx into a mess he doesn’t know about.”

“Steve will help you if you need it, Maxi. Seriously, you say the word, he’ll help with whatever he can.”

Maxima hummed at the comment. A heavy silence blankets them both. The taller bot sported a nervous and concentrated look while staring at the ground as if it were the most fascinating thing in the universe. Ophelia just waited patiently; she would tell her eventually.

“… It’s a big leap…” Maxima whispered as if saying it too loud would set something off.

Ophelia just nodded in agreement. “I know.”

“A big commitment…”

“I know.”

“And what if he doesn’t want it? What if it’s too soon? What if it scares him off? What if—”

Ophelia stood up and waved her servos at Maxima to calm down.

“Woah, woah, woah! Calm down Maxi.” She placed her servos on her side and looked at her in the optics. Maxima slowly quieted down while fidgeting with her digits. The minibot took her servos and held them. It was almost comedic seeing how stark was the size difference.

“Calm?” Maxima could only shrug. Good enough.

“Now, it’s fair for you to have these feelings. It’s totally normal. While the ‘what if’s’ can be useful, they aren’t right now. Also, are you telling me Grimlock would say no?”

“He could!”

Ophelia gave her a deadpan stare. “The green dinobot, who’s had optics on you since you came here? The same bot who is practically attached to your hip and ready to do anything you want to do? That Grimlock, really?”

Maxima huffed and crossed her arms with a bit of annoyance. Ophelia continued.

“Just at least try asking him. That’s what I did, and I turned out just fine.”

Maxima gave her an unamused look as it got quiet again. If any other bot besides Ophelia and Bumblebee saw Maxima go quiet for this long, they might have been concerned. Not that she wasn’t, but there was a difference in silences coming from such a lively bot. Thankfully this wasn’t one of her ‘vengeance’ silences, but more reflective ones.

After a bit, Maxima stood up with a confident look on her face. Ophelia could only smile back; the monster truck always did have an infectious smile.

“You know what? I’m going to do it! Right now! Go ahead and make those calls Lia, we are going to have them come over no matter what! Thanks Lia!”

Ophelia only chuckled as Maxima walked off with a new wave of determination and slight bounce in her step. She chuckled a bit before heading to the main console. If everything went according to plan, she would need to make those calls… and would also win the bet she had with Steve.

BING!

Perfect timing!

“Hello? Yes, yes, it’s great to hear from you all too. Listen-- yes, it’s been a while but I’m calling about Maxima…”

…

She could do this.

Maxima kept on repeating it to herself. All she needed to do was find Grimlock and tell him. That was it. She fought Decepticon armies, Megatron and literal Predacons. This was going to be simple. Just let the words spill and wait for the results.

Simple!

Just tell him about how she wanted him to be her partner, for life.

Tell him about the plans she had already thought about their Conjunx Rites. Obviously while also asking for his part and opinions on it, it was going to be his ceremony too.

She could do this. Just talk to him.

Maxima found Grimlock in his dino mode carefully balancing Russel on his head while they were singing off key to one of Denny’s playlists.

Spinning on his pedes, he caught sight of her, a giant smile quickly forming on his face. He waved at her happily.

“Maxi!”

… Oh, Primus she couldn’t do it! Abort mission! Abort! ABORT! ABORT!

With a nervous smile she waved back.

“H-hey Grimlock. H-how are you?”

She internally screamed at herself for stuttering and just awkwardly waving. What was she a youngling?! Hopefully she could just bounce back from this—

“I’m doing fine! Russel and I found this rock.” He held the small rock in his digits and carefully placed in in her servos.

“I thought you’d like it!”

Maxima just swore that her father and the other Prime’s were just playing a cruel joke at this point. How in the world was she supposed to talk to him about the rites with her helm and spark all mushy!

Smiling weakly, she stuffed the rock into her subspace. Grimlock raised an optic at the smile.

“Umm… You, okay?”

Maxima let out an involuntary squeak noticing how close Grimlock was. Face plates literally inches apart. There was confusion and slight worry in his big optics. He placed a servo on her helm, copying that thing that humans did when they got sick.

“You feeling, okay Maxima?”

Oh, sweet Alpha Trion, she was in over her helm…

“I-I’m fine. Fit as a fiddle as the humans say!”

PRIMUS WAS THAT A VOICE CRACK!!! ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION! ABORT!

Grimlock looked unconvinced. He lowered his helm, letting Russel slide off. The human looked at her worried.

“You want me to call Fix-It?” Russel asked.

Primus the boy was sweet to offer help, but she was 110% that Fix-It wouldn’t be able to help her with this.

She smiled at his concern. “I’m fine Rusty. I… I just need to talk to Grimlock about something in private.”

The boy nodded and walked off, probably to go find Sideswipe.

Maxima turned back to Grimlock and all her nerves came back full force.

Oh boy…

“What ya wanted to talk about?”

She began fidgeting with her digits again and looked down. The action alone set off silent alarm bells in Grimlock’s helm. There weren’t too many times that Maxima looked small. Being one of the biggest bots on the team, it was hard thing to do. But now, she might as well have crawled into a fetal position. And because of him! Did something happen? Did he do something to her? He couldn’t remember doing anything wrong… or maybe that’s why she was like this!

Maxima let a shaky vent out before looking at him.

“Grim… I… We…”

Oh, to the Pits with this! She took a deep vent and continued.

“Grimlock… We’ve been together for a while. Had our ups and downs. Though, I haven’t had many bad moments with you. Frustrated and sad, yes, but never bad. I love you with all my spark and more than I can possibly put into words. You’ve changed my life for the better and I want to thank you for that, truly. Heh, I would have never thought I’d be in this position a couple years ago, but that just proves how much love can do to a bot… I guess what I’m trying to say is… Grimlock would you do me the absolute honor in being my Conjunx Endura?”

The silence that followed was almost unbearable. He only blinked and stared at her with a dumbfound look on his face. Maxima was slowly starting to regret ever opening her mouth.

“Grimmy… this is the part where you say something… anything… please…”

“…Me?” He pointed at himself. Maxima blinked in confusion.

“Yes you?” Grimlock blinked several times before pointing to himself.

“Me Grimlock? Me? You want me to be your Conjunx?”

Maxima nodded still waiting for an answer.

“Yes, I do… listen Grimlock if you don’t—EEP!”

CLANK!

Maxima was literally swept off her pedes bridal style as Grimlock threw his helm back and laughed. He swayed them both back and forth in a happy rhythm. She never heard this laugh before… it was nice.

“YES! YES! YES! YES!!!”

She was glad that her faceplate was semi-smooched against his chassis as the tears of relief and happiness began to spill out. Laughter began spilling out of her lips as she tried wrapping her arms around him. She readjusted herself so she could try and wrap her legs around his midsection. They only managed so far in his dinobot mode. With all the swinging around, the dinobot accidentally tripped over his own pede and sent them both to the ground.

Grimlock laid down on his back with Maxima securely wrapped in his arms. He looked up at her with a blinding yet loving smile. She reached and booped his snout, a dopey smile adoring her face.

“I love you Sweetspark.”

“I love you more!” He pulled her closer at the end of that sentence. She snuggled closer than she thought was possible.

Looked like everything was going to be alright.

…

Bumblebee knew he should have suspected something was going to happen when Ophelia refused to answer his questions. Mainly the one’s surrounding Maxima’s whereabouts. Sure, it wasn’t exactly his business, but he was team leader. What kind of leader doesn’t know where his team was?

But no! He had better luck asking a brick wall for directions than asking his pseudo sister again.

Ophelia managed to avoid answering the question all day. Normally, he would go ask Grimlock about Maxima, but he was also missing. Last he heard the dinobot had been with Russel, but the boy was with Sideswipe and Strongarm now. Drift was trying to meditate with his minibots and Fix-It not too far away. Denny had just woken up from his afternoon nap.

“You, okay Bee?”

Bumblebee jumped a bit when Steve placed a servo on his shoulder. Despite having a vizor for optics, it was clear that there was some concern behind them. A couple years ago the thought of the Vechicon being one of his closest friends would have sent him to the med bay for laughing too hard.

There was a bit of a rough start between the two mechs, with the whole ex-con thing. The rift opening wider he found out Ophelia had chosen him to be her Conjunx. Everyone said they saw it coming from miles away, but truthfully, he never saw it. Bumblebee made sure to give Steve a version of ‘The Shovel Talk’ away from prying optics or audials. Maxima found out about this and after a swift hit to the back of the helm, gave him a through talking about giving the Vechicon a chance.

…

Bumblebee remembered seeing Maxima leaning against a nearby wall looking at Ophelia and Steve. The couple happily chatting about the ceremony and what they were going to get for their new home. The pair completely missing the somber look not too far away.

He remembered jumping when Maxima suddenly spoke out loud.

“The last time I saw her this happy was a week before the hearing at the Senate.”

Bee calmed his racing spark and stood by her side with his arms crossed. It was always that the pair had known each other about as long as Optimus had known Megatron.

“Megatronus let her win during a play fight while I had managed to clip him in the face. Orion offered to get us some fresh rust sticks for ‘defeating the mighty Megatronus in combat’. She was gripping Megatronus’s helm with sticky digits while I was trying to convince Orion that I was strong enough to carry him all the way back home.”

She laughed a bit at the memory before going quiet again. He spoke up. “You’re worried about her too?”

“Of course, I am. But I trust that Lia knows what she’s doing.”

Bumblebee looked at her in disbelief. Maxima rolled her optics at him. “Its her life Bee Bee. If she believes that Steve is Conjunx material, then I believe her.”

“DO you think he is?”

She chuckled a bit at the statement making him huff in annoyance. “I’m serious Maxima.”

“Bumblebee, Ophelia’s wants and needs are not the same as mine. I do know that Steve is a good bot though. He’ll treat her like a queen.”

“And all thanks to my talk with him.” Bumblebee said proudly. Maxima squinted her optics at him before lightly slapping his arm.

“Scaring the poor bot is not something to be proud of Bee.”

The smaller bot crossed his arms fraying annoyance but took in the words of the monster truck.

“So, we just have to trust her then? That’s it?”

Maxima nodded her helm. “Yeah, and it also doesn’t hurt to actually get to know Steve you know.”

“Yeah, not gonna happen.”

Maxima shrugged. “Only so much I can do on my end. See you in a couple hours Bee, I got some work to do in restoration.”

She only got in a couple of feet before he blurted out. “Wait!”

Maxima looked back. “Yeah?”

The younger bot suddenly felt embarrassed by the question in his helm… but he really did want to know.

“What are you looking for a Conjunx anyways?”

Maxima laughed loudly at this. “Oh Bee, I’m not looking for anyone right now. Not that I think someone would come along anyways… BUT since you asked and I’m in a good mood… I think I’d be pretty happy with a bot who respects me and can make me laugh. I think I can handle a goof ball. I mean I’ve had to deal with you for years.”

“Hey!”

…

And she was right. It took some time, but the distrust fell and up rose the trust in the ex con.

“Bee?”

Oh yeah, he still hadn’t answered.

“I’m fine. Just worried where Maxima and Grimlock went off to.”

Steve waved his servo off handedly. “I’m sure they’re alright.”

“How can you be so sure?”

Steve looked at him, confused. “…You do remember that they are the team’s heaviest hitters, right? I think we’d know if something happened to them. Like a big explosion or something.”

Bumblebee was about to respond when a loud crashing sound along with yelling was heard. The noise catches everyone’s attention.

Strongarm pulled out her crossbow. “That sounded like Grimlock and Maxima!”

Bee quickly got out his Decepticon hunter and activated it.

Most of the team had already started towards the noise when Grimlock came in running with Maxima in his arms. Fearing for the worst, Bee tried to look over for any signs of injury or struggle.

“Grimlock what happened!?”

“I SAID YES!”

…What?

Everyone was confused by the sudden statement… except Ophelia. The minibot had dropped her data pad and held a bright smile.

“She did it!? She asked you!?”

The dinobot happily nodded nuzzling Maxima’s helm. The poor bot hid her face in her servos and refused to look at anyone.

“Don’t worry, she’s just a bit shy.”

…huh?

Maxima ‘The Last Prime’s daughter’/ ‘Oldest of the youngest’/ ‘I laugh in the face of danger’… SHY?!

Bumblebee’s thoughts were interrupted by Ophelia squealing in glee. She turned to Steve.

“I won the bet! I told you she could do it!”

Steve hung his helm a bit but was still overall happy. “Yeah, yeah you won--”

“CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT’S GOING ON!?”

The young leader was so tired and just wanted to know what in the name of Ratchet’s rusty knee joints WAS GOING ON!

Sideswipe piped up. “Yeah, I think we are just as lost as Bee. What are you talking about Grim?”

“And what do you mean by yes?” Added Strongarm.

Grimlock carefully placed Maxima back on her pedes while swinging an arm around her shoulders. Her servos were away from her face, but the flustered look was in full display. Something very few bots and humans could say they have seen. One of Maxima’s servos reaching to intertwine with the dinobots. The action only seemed to widen his grin.

“I asked Grimlock to be my Conjunx.”

“And I said Yes!”

…

“WHAT!?”

“HUH?!”

“REALLY?”

“I KNEW IT!”

Maxima and Grimlock laughed at the surprised and shocked look on the team’s faces. In the wave of shock Ophelia and Steve made their way over to congratulate the couple.

Ophelia winked at Maxima. “See, what did I say?”

Maxima huffed playfully before kneeling to hug the minibot tightly. Ophelia smiled and hugged back… just as Grimlock grabbed them both and Steve on a giant hug.

“Grimlock!” Steve yelped surprised.

Sideswipe grinned at them “Guess you got another thing in common with Grim, Steve.”

“You mean besides going after the daughters of the leaders of the Great war?” asked Strongarm.

“Nope.”

“Choosing a significant other from the same faction?” Drift added.

“Nope, its catching Bee off guard. Look at him, he’s going to catch a bird with his mouth open like that.” Sideswipe pointed at the gob smacked leader in yellow.

Bumblebee snapped out of his trance and coughed. “I saw this coming.”

Maxima snorted from her spot. “Sure, you did Bee Bee.”

“Hey!”

“Umm, what’s Conjunx?”

The bots momentarily turned to the two humans watching the reactions carefully.

“Maxima asked Grimlock to be her Conjunx. Which if I am not mistaken is asking someone to be their spouse.” Drift answered looking at Bumblebee for confirmation. He nodded.

Denny and Russel’s eyes went wide.

“Wait your getting married?!�� Russel exclaimed.

“How does that work? Is it like human weddings or is there something else.” asked Denny

“You’ll have to ask Maxima, she already had most of the ceremony planned already.” Said Ophelia as Grimlock finally let them go from the hug. His servo noticeably lingering close to Maxima’s servo

Maxima looked at the minibot with a mix of betrayal and embarrassment. “Ophelia!”

Grimlock hugged her from behind, making her squeak again from the sudden attack. “Aww you shouldn’t have! You must really like me a lot!”

Sideswipe and the minbots giggled at the squeak. Maxima wished that the ground would swallow her whole. But what was worrying her the most was the teasing glint on Ophelia’s optics.

“I made the call Maxi… and they’re coming!”

Maxima’s optics went wide in surprise and excitement.

“They are?! When?!”

“In a few days they’ll be in the city.”

Maxima grabbed Grimlock’s servo and pulled him along. “C’mon we got to start getting everything ready!”

Grimlock, despite not knowing where he was going, was just happy that Maxima was holding his servo.

Once the pair had left, Bumblebee turned to the minibot. “Who’s coming exactly?”

“Well since we don’t exactly have any communications with Cybertron, I can’t exactly call in Team Prime for the ceremony. However, we do have other members here on Earth. So, I took the liberties of calling them to see if they were interested in coming to observe the ceremony with us.”

Bumblebee suddenly went pale at the end of the sentence. Mainly because of the cross look on Ophelia’s face.

“Did it never occur to you about contacting them since you got here? Really Bumblebee?”

“I- I just—It never came up— How come you didn’t?”

“Because I thought you already had, and they didn’t want to come around because they have other things in life!”

Denny raised his hand. “Who exactly is coming?”

Ophelia smiled fondly. “The human members of Team Prime, of course.”

Happy Valentines day!

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