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kkusuka · 4 years ago

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(i had to repost lol- it wasn’t showing up on my page)

this the request: part 3 of thiccy gf hcs ??? with kuroo, terushima, sakusa, and daichi and/or atsumu 🥺👉🏽👈🏽 i must be fed

i understand your need for them

and as a member of the thunder-thigh committee, i am happy to write about my fellow sexy women! (another 4:56 am ramble i refuse to delete)

part one

part 2 <3

i mixed this with this ask ; Pt. 3 of the thicc af gf with Aone, Osamu, Kyotani, Daichi, Kuguri, and Terushima plz? 🥺

this got wayyyyyyyyy long

4, 685 words. my finger slipped?

Kuroo tetsuro

this guy has been trying to get you since first year

he’s that dedicated

and you didn’t even notice, he was just a flirty friend who helped you with science

(even when he would practically put you in his lap while he went over things)

lo and behold, he finally got his chance during the third year culture festival

yeah as in he waited a whole three years for this

Eh, once again, had a whole pan to make you see him as your great future husband, aka the haunted house (a good excuse to have you hold onto him)

He has to give it to class 2-4, the did a damn good job, it was scary

Long story short you fell on top of him, boobs in face hands-on ass

~heaven~

Mans actually asked you to be his girlfriend right there, groping you and murmuring between your boobs. (he wouldn't have gotten up if the next group wasn’t approaching.)

From then on he’d literally do anything for the ass

He’s a big simp and we all know it.

Like When you wear shorts he has to ‘pull them down’ aka feel you up while pulling the hem of your shorts down ever so slightly.

Or when he gets on a knee right behind you to ‘tie his shoe’, but the school shoes have no laces.

He could be a bit more creative and he wanted to look under your skirt.

When he wants to cut the bull shit he’ll just lift the back of your skirt and rub around for a but, to hell with all the other kids in the hallway.

(did I mention that he puts things on the highest shelves so he can walk up behind you and practically dry hump you.)

Speaking of simp nation

You can't really wear anything without setting him off

Shorts drive him absolutely nuts, it's insane. But it isn't his fault that most of your shorts are spandex that cut off right at the beginning of your thighs, it's like a homemade booty lifter. He just can’t help but wanting to cop a feel.

Or the color red in general. It is ridiculous, the guy rips everything when he tries to take it off too. So that stunning red cocktail dress with the lace-up sides was not unwearable, and you only had it on for like 2 hours. And that was only because it was a friend's 18th birthday party you were both invited to.

(thanks to kuroo not letting you out of his arms you both were late and left early.)

((in his defense you looked like a full course meal and it was giving him severe blue balls, and he’s only seen you for a few minutes))

Halloween, you know. the one night you could dress up as anything. any you decide to go as a cat-girl in a maid costume. And you expected him to just take that sitting down? Hell no. the red thigh highs AND the corset middle? You're lucky it lasted as long as it did.

That my dear was bravery. His color. A cat. And a short skirt. With thigh highs!

And so, he did what he did all those other times, dragged you to sit on his lap, and opening your thighs, and like a good girl you’ll let him

If you could already tell, he gives no shits to whos watching, let ‘em see (they really never do but you get the point)

He’s also a prime thigh groper, especially when he wants to keep your legs open, he also loves thigh hic

Terushima Yuji

Another shower-offer

You were already he's so why can't he let everyone know?

Speaking of you being his, he doesn't tell people how you guys don’t together, with good reason considering you practically beat him up

Not really but that’s what he calls it, basically he tried to get with one of your friends at a party.

She just happens to not be interested in men and has a wonderful girlfriend, so she was uncomfortable but couldn't tell him to leave her alone

So you took fate into your own hands, literally, you stole Fate from class 3-2’s drink and poured it on him before slapping him and telling him about how he was a pig.

And he fell in love, you looked like an angel, a really hot angel, it didn't help you were in a white dress either

And from then on he literally once or twice, got on his knees for you, asking to give him a chance.

Honestly, it got annoying, so you just agreed to make it go away. It did, but you also gained a perv of a boyfriend who has an insatiable love for your lower half

He’s a simple creature, do take caution of his fragile being

So that means all those times you bend over in front of him he was slowly cracking and trying to figure out where the nearest storage closet is.

He thought he was having heart palpitations when he saw you in the damn dress again, apparently, he didn't see all of it. Specifically the v-neck top, and the fact it only went to the end of your ass. Needless to say, he made sure to walk behind you on every staircase that you went on

Another set off is yoga legging, like the lululemon ones, that people wear all the time. They fit you great, really really great. They were supposed to work out in them???? Why were they so skin-tight????? And he also figured out that you wore things because of them. Instant nut.

How you ask, simple.

One time he saw your underwear line through the pants and he pointed them out, they did make it seem like your ass was super soft so he saw his chance and took it.

So the next time you wore them and he didn't see the lines he was like ??????

And thus began the “Yuji hunt for lineless underwear” and he found the thongs

And you received the fucking of your life soon after.

Oh! And there’s any time you go to the beach. Literally every time.

No cap.

The first time was when you wore a red one-piece and he practically went feral. It wasn't really a one-piece if it was see-through and had the lowest neckline on the planet.

Everyone was looking at you.

He practically fucked you on the beach but held off until you got back to the hotel room.

He’s way more forward when he wants to fuck, if you could imagine. He’ll just walk up to you and tell you he wants to get some, like right now.

If you can even ignore him, he’ll throw an arm around your waist and grope around your legs, all the way to the apex.

It is also not below him to try and get you off while still wearing underwear that he will be taking after.

(i didn't say anything about his stash off orgasm ruined underwear? My bad.)

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Going beyond the fact he even has a girlfriend, y’know considering, but the fact that no one knew who you were until you showed up at nationals to cheer him on

(atsumu was even starting to think that you didn't exist and that poor kiyoomi just imagined you up, so can imagine his shock when you ran up to said boy after they won)

The whole dating thing wasn't the shocking part; it was the fact that you looked like you walked off of the Milan runway.

And you were wearing leggings and sakusa's jacket, all of a sudden everyone was interested in how that happened

It was a kind of a boring story, someone had spilled coffee in a shop that you both happen to be in

And he watched you offer the man the same disinfectant wipes that he uses!

And in the most sakusa way possible he followed you out of the shop and tried to talk to you.

An exchange of numbers and many awkward conversations (and boners) later, you were a couple.

Back to that hug, like the many others, he's let you have, it’s all just to feel how soft you were

But poor touch -starved sakusa doesn't know what to do with any of these pent up feelings.

And he has a loooooooot of them.

Multiple occasions have shaped the poor germ-boy into the horny-tornado he has become

so he’s not really into what you’re wearing, it’s more about what you’re doing

like when you wore the mask he bought you to one of his games, and you wore one of his alternate uniforms, but the kicker was how you stayed away from everyone and didn’t let a single person near you (or his shirt)

or when you helped him clean his dorm when he was doing his weekly deep clean

or when the two of you washed the dishes while trying to do one of those “try not to sing” challenges

(is it normal to get a boner when your girlfriend helps you clean? no?)

but, as much as he tries to remain emotionless on the subject, there are multiple exceptions to the “it’s not what she wears” whole thing

Like that violet puffy skirt, you wore to a study fate, the one with the white sweater? That one, the same one that he could see your panties, from anywhere he sat. and Every time you got up you would have to smooth it down to make the creases go down, but it was only ever really giving him a good idea about the shape of your ass.

(if he sees you in that skirt again he’s just going to fuck you in it)

The lesser-known horny-inducer, since he made you take it off within the first five minutes, was a dress! What kind of dress? A neon yellow see-through mesh dress. The bottom wasn’t what got him though, it was the fact that your white bra was clearly seen under the mesh top. Or maybe it was the way the skirt made your waist look super small, and how your hips looked so round and squeezable.

Yeah, no one else could experience you in that.

Not to sound like this, but sakusa is still averse to touch

BUT BUT BUT

That goes out the window when he wants to dance the devil's tango with you.

Mr. His way or no way shows up, he does it every so slightly different

If it’s just the two of you, he’ll put a hand on your shoulder and he’ll push you to your knees. And he’ll pet your head and tell you what’s about to happen and advise you to listen like a good girl.

But in the instance you are in the presence of others, he’ll stand behind you and bring you super close to him, ass to dick. (maybe he’ll grind into you a bit, just to convince you to follow him) and he’ll throw a few words in about how much of a bitch in heat you are for getting turned on in front of all of these people.

It’s best to just do what he wants before he makes you cum in your underwear.

Daichi Sawamura

oh my

you guys are the power thigh couple

powerful and defined mixed with soft and pillowy

In Fact, that’s literally how the two of you met, thanks to Tanaka and Nishinoya of course.

(let’s just pretend karasuno has a cheer squad, and you just happened to be the captain of said team)

So basically you were doing a favor for the student council, and you were supposed to ask how many third years, managers included, were on each team and each club in the school

Easy! Turns out not so much. You were still in your cheer practice uniform, which was the shortest spandex ever made, and a Karasuno school t-shirt that was ever so slightly too tight.

Anyway, you make it to the gym and open the door, and the little one, Yachi, saw you and literally screamed. (she was right by the door), and that alerted everyone else in the gym, which led to the bald boy and his short companion pushing you further into the gym.

But in the better sense, it did gain the attention of the captain! Just the exact moment he was in front of you someone pushed; your back and within a second, in some miracle like way, you both ended up on the floor and he ended up planked on top of you with a leg between your spread thighs.

Almost kissing nonetheless.

Then, like the gentleman he was, he got off and asked you if you alright and kneeled down and let you use his shoulder to try and stand back up.

You did get up, for a split second, Daichi still kneeling letting you use him as a step stool when a certain red-head was flung right into you and you went toppling forward.

Onto Daichi.

Onto Daichi's face.

Your thighs around his head.

His hands-on your ass.

Hand in his hair.

He could sit there forever, you were frozen, everyone else was frozen.

You eventually climbed off and asked how many third years there were. But he just sat there, his hands hadn’t moved either, luckily Suga answered and you were on your way.

And Daichi still didn’t move, after that incident, you had begun to see him everywhere, and eventually, he just cut the shit and asked you out.

Daddy Daichi likes seeing you in literally anything from sweatshirts to lingerie.

His favorite was the brown buttoned pencil skirt and the white blouse, that you wore to a date. You were kind of overdressed for the ramen shop and after a walk, but he didn't even care. He was so thrown off by how turned on he was he couldn't speak in full sentences.

An example:

“Yeah, the food here is- boob, I-I mean great, not boob, great, yes, great.”

The second.

Was a bathrobe.

Can you see where I'm going with that? Simply you look hot.

His favorite part of the night was ripping it off of you.

And like the first time you met, he had his head in your thighs <3

Atsumu Miya

You met poor atsumu at a party.

He tried to shoot his shot, y’know he sees a cute lady he’s just gotta try and show you what you could be getting

he had it all planned, he was going to walk up behind you and run his hands over your delicious curves and ask you if you were in need of any help

he doesn’t take into account that a having a random guy just start groping you and pressing himself behind a girl was panic-inducing

so when he dropped your waist, you freaked out and may or may not have punched him in the dick

while he was in a. world of pain you age to figure out what the hell had just happened to you

then you noticed him on the floor, and when he noticed you looking at him he put this forced cocky smirk on and gave you a “how you doing”

You took pity on the poor creature and helped him up and got him some ice, then conversed with him for the majority of the rest of the night.

And he just hasn't left you alone since

(and, you learned this far later, that he went so far to tell Sakusa and Kageyama all about you and how amazing you are, and has even sent them- more than one- picture

But in other news, he’s very horny

So really all that means is he always has his hands on you

Like during practice breaks when you're allowed to come down and talk to him for a bit, give him some things, but it normally just consists of him sitting on the bench and you standing in front of him.

While his hands rest on your hips and his face is shoved into the valley between your breasts, and he just sits and listens to you as you brush a hand through his hair.

Or sometimes, if he had been having a rough time, he’ll just have his hands under your skirt and he’ll feel around for a bit while grumbling about how people cant hit his sets

But for being the possessive bastard he is, he sure likes letting you wear all those outfits

Like the booty shorts and tank top, you wore to bring them food during the summer training camp. That same camp that the two of you disappeared at and he came back looking like he had won the lottery.

Or the cute little red dress you wore to your anniversary date? The one that made him have a hard-on the entire time you were at dinner. He knows the waiter remembers, he also bets the waiter remembers seeing him fucking you in the car when his shift was over.

And that time you wore his jersey to bed and sent him a picture of it. It was such a good picture that he made it his lock screen for everyone to see.

He just likes looking at you tbh.

Aone Takanobu

you guys didn’t meet in some weird perverted way, it was actually really cute!

Not to sound creepy but he knew that you were in the garden club because you sat right in front of him in class

And since he didn't talk to anyone else in that class he was just content with listening, and so there he was

Standing outside of the garden club door holding his withering basil plant. Lost.

Lucky for him you were walking down the hallway and greeted him, looking all pretty and cute

You did help him realize that he was overwatering the basil and within a few weeks, it was back to life!

From that first time on, he came to the club room with you twice a week and walked home with you, just listening to all the random plant facts that you had harbored in your mind.

Eventually, with the help of the team, he asked you out, and you hugged him and said yes, and that was the beginning of the “oh god, y/n is way softer than I thought”

So he really just tries to be near you or be touching you at all times

(i am also a firm believer that he likes to slow dance to classical music in your living room)

Like during lunch periods when you sit next to him and the second you finish eating hell push you to lean against him

And he’ll rub small circles on your hips and give you small innocent gropes

Or how he hugs your waist when you're doing literally anything, and he puts his head on top of your head while swaying

I can also tell you that Aone is a good singer

So he hums to you (I'm uwuing over my own headcanon lol)

He also really likes just running his hands along your body, so he likes when you wear the one-piece dresses so he has smooth sailing down your body

As a man of little words, he clearly has a more physical approach to getting you on the horny train

What I am trying to get at is that more often than not he literally just picks you up and carries you away.

Of course, that leaves you to come back to whatever you were doing.

That is after the cuddles and after sex ‘conversations’ about the dumbest things

Basically, he likes to hear you talk and he really likes being near.

Osamu Miya

He knew who you were

With a brother like atsumu, who never shuts up about you, it's hard not to

(Osamu is pretty sure atsumu had a picture of you next to his pillow. ew)

Anyway, the two of you just happened to share the same lunch block, and it also just happens to be the only period block that he was alone

No teammates and no especially close that he could hang out with

That meant he could either study or eat

Had he chose to eat, only to be met with the fact that atsumu had drained both of their lunch accounts for his flavor of the week

Poor baby stood there for a while just processing what was the worst news of his life

When you, a true angel among the evil, said that you would graciously pay for his food so that he didn't outlook so sad anymore

If he wasn’t holding an armful of onigiri he would have fallen on his knees and begged to whatever god was out there to let him keep you

But he settled for thanking you and spending the entire period with you, he even offered to share (for the first time in his life)

You complimented him on his flavor choice and he decided to keep you

He made sure to share his recipes with you and you tried to do the same

And somehow that evolved into you guys going on dates, much to atsumu’s distaste, and you guys were totally hitting it off

Osamu was your official biggest fan, he loved everything you do

But that means he wants to stay your biggest fan, and he knows that you’re pretty well known for boys thinking not so innocent things about you

Again being brothers with atsumu gave him this little sadistic streak

He lets you wear all of the revealing outfits and the bikinis, all for everyone to see

Everyone to see what belongs to him

Like at suna’s party he let you wear a black mini-skirt and a white off the shoulder long sleeved flowy shirt.

You looked good, and all the guys staring at you proved that point tenfold. Three guys had come up to you and tried to get you to go upstairs with them. And it was almost immediately shut down when they noticed the act you were sitting on your boyfriend.

Speaking of, he almost always has you in his lap.

Aww, cute! Not, he like grinding you down on him, that's also why he likes having you wear skirts, easy access to your ass, also a nice way to ensure that he could get more than a few gropes in when he wants

No, it's definitely the way he made you wear thigh highs to school one day and the shortest skirt you owned (like a school skirt) and walked behind you the entire day.

And he just reached behind you and lifted your skirt for the whole hallway to see, but mostly for him

He waists no time when he wants to fuck, he’ll just walk up to and open your legs while making out with either you or your neck.

And yes he has done that in front of atsumu

Who was warned to stay out of their room for a while.

Not to mention all those times he convince you to go to school with no underwear on just for the fun of it

(I didn't tell you this but those off the shoulder mini dresses drive him wild. On graduation day he pulled into a closet and had his way with you. I mean he did say that if you wore that dress he was going to do it, buuuuuut y’know….. yolo)

Kyotani Kentaro

We all know he’s a fighter, which means he gets hurt a lot, which in turn makes him a frequent face in the nurse's office

And who happens to be the nurse's niece? You of course!

And right after school, when your aunt takes her break and leaves you to take care of the office alone

Right after school is also when Kyotani always comes in.

(it’s not like he knew that you would be there alone, and that meant that you had to deal with him and heal him up. And it also is not like he started the fight so he could come here and see you. No not that)

Who am I kidding it was like that.

It was totally like that.

Your hands were just so soft when they put the bandages on and you have to bend down to get the wrapping.

He had a crush, that's what iwaizumi said, and after googling what the symptoms of a crush were he was sure

So with the help of the third years, aka Oikawa just having Iwaizumi repeat what he wanted to say, they had a plan

And the next time he was in the office he asked if you wanted to see a movie with him, it was so cute and he looked so shy

It would have been perfect if after five seconds he tried to take it back, you still went on the date with him though

He was happy.

Angry boy likes hugs

And yes he does, no objections

So when he’s upset he’ll make these grabby hands at you and have you come over and stand with him

He shoves his chin on your shoulder and his hands squeezing your waist and you’ll rock back and forth until he calms down.

He’s also very aware of what you wear

Like how your skirt perfectly frames your legs. How the socks you wear make your legs look 10x longer, and make you look like you’re walking like a model.

Or the dark blue leggings you wore with his alternate jersey and you were cheering for him!

But nothing and I mean NOTHING gets him better than when you wear spandex shorts and one of his shirts. He goes feral every time.

This man is the CEO of picking you up and placing you on his lap, straddle style, and just going ham on you

Not to mention that sometimes when he’s really tired he’ll have you just sitting on his lap while he plays with your thighs

(he also likes playing with your waist and stomach, but he doesn't realize that he’s talking out loud so you can hear all of the “so soft”’s he lets out.

Kuguri

You were one of Mika's close friends so you were always just kind of around

It was a little get together that Daishou threw that really made you two close

It was a weird drinking game of sorts, and it had these teams, and you were out as a pair!

Somehow throughout the game, you guys got side-tracked and just ended up talking to each other the rest of the night

Eventually, you were convinced to go on a double date and the rest was history

He didn't even pay attention to what you wore that much until he heard a few rando kids in the locker room talking about it.

And that’s when he started thinking about just who he was dating

He first realized how round your ass was. Is it normal to look that good in leggings? No one else has ever looked that good to him. With that came his obsession with just touching your butt. He just grabs it or he’ll stop you from walking and palm it. Or he’ll rub circles into it.

(it's cute how intrigued he is by your butt)

Then came his obsession with your thighs. Mostly the way that they spread out when you sit. He didn't even understand why they were just so mesmerizing. They were so squishy too. He likes how they look in his hands-

Lastly was the waist thing. You aren't even sure what it is. He just likes putting his hands on your waist. Like a prom picture. Sometimes he’ll squeeze or run his hands along your sides. But he’s mostly stationary.

He also has this habit of just opening your legs and laying on your stomach.

He is just so into how soft you are.

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fatgumsdarling · 4 years ago

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can we get some dilf iwa hcs 🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️pls 🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️

bestie is this you?? //LOL

but yes, ofc you can definitely get some dilf iwa hc’s 🤍

𝒹𝒾𝓁𝒻 𝒽𝒶𝒿𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓌𝒶𝒾𝓏𝓊𝓂𝒾

𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓇𝑒: fluff with suggestive ending

𝓅𝒶𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔: dilf!iwaizumi x fem!reader

𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: gets a lil spicy //hehe

he’s still very buff, but has the slight grey hairs popping up everywhere, it looks so hot

normally has a slight stubble, just barely scratchy, but if he was to grow a beard it would be well kept and clean

he normally wears joggers and tight workout shirts,

or the work out shorts that are kinda short but so fine

but when he has to dress up he wears a button up shirt with jeans and Nike Air Monarch IV’s aka the king of dad shoes,

if not he’s wearing a well fitted suit and tie, with matching dress shoes

he knows how to dress

usually matches with their kid to embarrass them,

“look at Hajime and their kid, matching how cute!”

has a reputation with all the single moms and staff at the school

always helps with any and all events

he knows the impact he has on the single moms and staff at the school,

he might have a slight god complex bc of that

he loves to watch the moms swoon at him when he does any little thing

he loves how they just lose their minds when he holds and cuddles a baby

when he lifts anything heavy? even better

“Wow Hajime… you’re so… strong..”

“yeah imagine how i easily i could lift you”

he loves to show off and lift up the moms,

watching them squeal and giggle

as he wraps his arms around their waist

lifting them over his shoulder like they weigh nothing

“Hajime!!” you called out, “Do you think you could help me put the rest of the equipment away?” He turned to you as he told his kid to stay with the other adults and kids. Your kids had gone with their father since it was his weekend, so you offered to help picking up.

“Hey little miss y/n..” he said sliding next to you slightly touching your arm, you felt electricity where he touched and took a moment to gather yourself quickly, “I don’t know where these usually go, you’re going to have to show me.” you said as you grabbed some bats, as he grabbed the mits and balls, “Yeah, of course don’t worry about it… I got you.” he said as he reached over you, his face so close to yours, you could smell his cologne mixed with sweat, so musky, so captivating.. “Are you gonna grab that?” he asked snapping you out of a trance, “Oh, fuck, shit! I mean shoot! Yeah..” he let out a deep chuckle as you scrambled to grab the last bat and followed him to the gymnasium where they kept the equipment.

“They usually go in here, make sure the door stopper stays there if the door closes we’ll be locked in.” he pointed to a small rubber door stopper as you two walked into the dimly lit closet, “God it’s so stuffy in here…” you set the bats down and began to put them in their holders, “and hot!” you continued as you fanned yourself, Hajime couldn’t help but stare at you as you bent over to pick up the bats and stand on your tippy toes to put them up, watching your shirt slightly lift up each time you reached above your head.

You could feel him staring at you, it made you nervous, dropping a bat you went to chase it immediately.. as did Hajime, the both of you bumped into each other and you flew back to the door hitting it shut. “Oh.. fuck.” Hajime said, scrambling to his feet to help you up, “Oh my god, I-I’m sorry!” you said taking his hand quickly getting up.

He tried to open the door but to no avail… Locked. He sighed and felt his pockets for his phone, only to remember that he left it with his kid, “Shit.. Do you have your phone? My kid has mine.” you frantically looked for yours, “Ummm.. Yes! I do!” as you took your phone out he quickly took it and put it on the a high shelf, that you couldn’t reach,

“Hajime! What!?” you jumped to try and reach the shelf, “Hajime this isn’t funny, it’s hot in here and your kid is outside!” he grabbed your hand that you had extended and pulled you closer to him, “My kids fine y/n…” he placed a hand on your cheek and ran his finger along the curve of your face, slowly, feeling the softness of your skin against his rough hands, you avoided his gaze looking to your right at the sports equipment,

he quickly placed his hand under your chin and forced you to look at him, “What’s the matter y/n? don’t like me being this..” he brought his face closer to yours you could feel the heat coming off his face, “close?” you gulped and slightly bit your lip, “No.. I-I like it…” you were melting into his touch,

with a swift move he pulled your other hand up and held both hands up by the wrist with one of his, pushing you up against the cluttered wall of the closet, letting out a small whimper he brought his face to your neck taking in your scent with a deep breath and letting out a deep groan, “Fuck, y/n you’re just so … intoxicating.” with his free hand he lifted up the hem of your shirt sliding his hand upwards,

“H-Hajime…” you breathed out, “does that feel good pretty girl?” your head spun at the pet name, “‘mm feels ..good” he began to leave small kisses on your neck leading up to your cheek, slowly moving towards your lips, your skin felt tingly everywhere he kissed.. “I’ve been wanting to get you alone…” he looked deep into your e/c eyes and studied your face. “I’ve been dying to have your lips on mine, your arms around me..”

he let your arms go, placing them on his shoulders, moving his one arm around your waist as his other hand stayed on your face, his thumb sliding slowly across your bottom lip.. your eyes moving from his lips, to his eyes. He moved in closer… Reaching above and behind you to grab your phone, you pouted and pulled him closer, he held up a single finger, to signal you to wait, as he called one of the parents outside,

“Hey! Belinda! Hi yeah, it’s Hajime, I left my phone with my kid, I’m using y/n’s phone, we’re locked in the damn closet please let us out it’s so hot,” he said winking at you, “we’ve been yelling for the past couple minutes hoping someone would hear!” his free hand moved to your waist and pulled you in close, “Great, thanks!” he hung up and slid your phone in your back pocket, lifting up your chin with his hand he leaned in to kiss you, keeping his hand on your face and waist, pushed you up against the wall again, kissing you slowly and deeply.

You both heard the gymnasium door open, quickly pulling away and composing yourselves, “Y/n! Hajime! Geez, I’m so sorry! The kids were so loud.” the both of you walked out of the closet and sighed in relief to be out of the closet, “Hey Belinda don’t even worry about it! At least you got us out!” Hajime said placing a hand on her shoulder, she smiled and began to walk back to the exit, “and as for you….” he grabbed a handful of your ass squeezing tightly, “i hope to continue this.. soon?” he said winking, “i could definitely switch weekends with my kids mother..” you let out a giggle, “i like the sound of that…”

ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ✩‧₊˚ omggg!!!! this was my first post ever, i hope you liked it🥺

don’t be shy to request anything, please this was so much fun!! i hope to write more for you all ♡//hugs n kisses

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yamithediaperdork · 3 years ago

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Big Brother Loves you (Digimon)

Matt was riding cloud nine as he got ready for his date with Sora. no one was threatening the digi or real world, things with him and Sora were going great, and the sales of the new lone wolf's CD meant he had money to burn.

There were only two dark clouds in his sunny sky line was the fact TK had become more and more aggressive as of late, and belittling of Matt, because of the second problem: Matt had started bed wetting again.

It wouldn't of been so bad if TK didn't live with Matt, his share of the rent being paid by their parents and likewise for his food. and with school out all TK did was work out and lounge around the apartment while Matt had to mange the lone wolfs, keeping up gigs and doing band practice.

Since the accidents had started TK was always calling Matt 'little brother' or 'baby bro' or worse 'pissy pants' and after the fifth accident had gone out and gotten -4- packs of overnight diapers, using Matt's debit card.

when Matt had gone to say something about it TK had balled up a fist and brought it in like he was gonna punch Matt, making the older boy yelp and almost piss himself.

"That's what I thought. wear these to bed on your own Or I'll diaper you pissy pants. and If I diaper you, you're wearing the diapered till they're wet AND messy." TK had said and his evil smile left NO doubt in Matt's mind that he would follow though.

Still all that was behind him. He had booked a table at one of the finest restaurants in the city for him and Sora and then he'd gotten them a spot at the hottest club in town for drinks and dancing and finally reserved a hotel room for them.

It was going to be the perfect night and just thinking about Matt's head was up in the clouds, in a pair of black dress pants and a light green dress shirt that he didn't notice when TK came in, till his bully of a little brother spoke up.

"Oh my, your all dressed up for tonight! going out with the slut?" TK asked, smirking and leaning against the wall.

"D-Don't call Sora that, and yes, we're going out. Tonight's gonna be the night when we give yourself to each other. she's gonna be my first and I'm gonna be here." Matt said hotly.

"Awww, that's cute! you think she hasn't been ridding cock while waiting on you to build up the nerve to wreck her shit?" TK laughed. "Look baby bro, Let me spare you some time. That bitch has been putting out for any cock she could get her hands on, as long as it's 7 inches or more. Your little 4 inch wonder stands NO chance and let's be honest, your gonna blow your load in your pants before getting that far like you did during that slow dance at Joe's graduation party."

Matt was blushing super bad now, recalling the incident. Sora had been in a stunning gown, he'd been in a tux and halfway though the slow dance he'd creamed his pants so bad he'd stained her dress.

"T-That won't happen this time! Look, you're getting the house all to yourself tonight so just shut up and go plan a party alright?!" Matt huffed and Clenched a fist.

"Wait, your going out overnight? You sure Sora's gonna be ok with your 'little' problem?" TK said, noting Matt's fist and clearly not worried. "I doubt she's gonna wanna keep dating you after you piss on her in your sleep, and ditto when she see's you in your bed time diapies."

"Look asshole, just butt out of it and leave me alone or I'll-" Matt huffed, storming over and trying to get in TK's face, though due to a growth spurt TK was now the taller of them.

"You'll WHAT?" TK asked, and grabbed Matt by the collar with his left arm and hand and lifted him up off his feet and balled his hand into a fist and pulled his right arm back.

Without waiting for a answer Tk's threw the punch, though it stopped JUST in front of Matt's face the effect was instant and a hissing was heard as Matt's crotch dampened, then piss ran down his legs and puddled on the floor.

"That's what I thought bitch. I think your girlfriend deserves a night out with a real man." TK said and dropped Matt onto his ass, into the smelly puddle. "Get that mess cleaned up and then take a shower and meet me in my room. I'm gonna get you ready for the night."

With the mess cleaned up and Matt in the shower, TK listened to the soft sobs of shame and smiled even as he picked up his cell phone and starting to make a text message.

He'd gotten Sora's number from Matt's phone awhile back, and they had chatted off and on with TK asking her not to tell Matt he was messaging her, claiming Matt was the jealous type. So it was child's play to not only write a message explaining the full details of what kind of a loser Matt was, but to send her a few pictures of Matt in all his diaper bitch glory.

TK: Hey Sora, heard bout you and Matt's special night and I think there are some things you need to know about him.

Sora: Oh hey TK.

Like what?

TK: Well you already know he's a quick shot lol

Did he tell you how small he is?

Sora: LOL everyone knows about the quick shot thing.

Wait why do you know his cock size?

just how close are you two!?

TK: Well I know how 'big' he is because of his other other problem. He's a bed wetter and wears diapers to bed

Sora: LOL

Nice try TK

If your jealous just say so.

TK: Hey I'm not just blowing smoke. I got pictures and a video of him humping his huggies.

Sora: Surrre you do.

TK smirked and select a few of his favorite Matt pictures. one with him in just a diaper, on his back, hugging a teddy bear and sucking on his thumb in his sleep.

Anther with him holding a clearly soaked diaper away from him, holding it with just his index finger and thumb and holding his nose, in just a old white t-shirt.

and his favorite and most damning, Matt blushing and eyes closed, holding out a diaper and making it look like he was asking whoever took the picture (AKA him) to diaper him.

Sora: OMG O.O

TK: Still think I'm lying? XD

Sora: What the fuckkkk.. This looks less like bed wetting and more like he's a big fucking baby!!!!!

TK: XD well to be fair he loved being teased and treated like a little guy, so sometimes I wonder if he's still bed wetting.

or just using it as a excuse for huggies.

Sora: Wait, you said there was a video?

Let me see!!!

TK: heh, ok. it's about 5 min. long. perfect timing because piddle pants just got out of the shower after wetting himself LOL.

With the video sent to Sora, TK set his phone down and tugged out the extra pack of diapers he kept under his bed in case Matt ever tried to get out of wearing by saying he had used up all the ones in his room.

unlike Matt's normal bedtime diaper though, these were three times thicker and instead of being a basic white they had a nursery print on them.

there was a knock on his door and then it opened, and TK smirked, with the pack of 'little wussies, the baby diaper for big boys' sitting out on his bed and watching Matt's eyes go big and wide as he say what he would be wearing.

"T-TK no! please!" Matt mewed, his towel dropped to the floor and on his knees, hands together and begging. "I can't wear a diaper THAT thick out! Sora will notice fore sure! I'll be a good boy and wear one of the other diapers!"

TK thought about it for a second, but with Sora already told he figured it was too late for that fun.

"Relax Matt, I swear, Your not going out tonight in one of these diapers.Or in any diapers for that matter." TK said, coming over and tugging his so called big brother to his feet, a look of relief washing over Matt's face then replaced with confusion.

"Then.. why did you ha-" he started to ask, but TK cut him off.

"Because your not going out tonight. you're going to stay home and be tucked in bed save and sound like the little guy you are. I'M going to go out on your date with Sora and fuck her rotten..all on your dime." TK said and smirked.

"I..what!? Sora would NEVER agree to that! you can't do this!" Matt fumed and stomped a food.

"that's where your wrong. I might of texted her and gave her the impression your a closet diaper baby and she's more then a little shock. Right now she's watching a video of you humping your diapers while lisping about how much you love them." TK chuckled.

"But..but..You MADE me do that, you said if I didn't you were gonna kick my ass and lock me out for the night!!" Mat whined.

"Well -YOU- know that. and -I- know that. But who do you think Sora's gonna believe? the stud or the bed wetting loser?" TK asked smirking then giving Matt a look."Now, Your going in one of these diapers and your gonna pose for a picture to send to Sora one way or anther. we can do this the easy way where you let me do what I want, or the hard way where I spank your butt red and diaper you and take a picture anyways. Since I'm gonna get laid tonight I'm feeling generous and I'll let you pick: good boy or bad boy?"

Matt balled up his fists, looking ready to fright, starting to take a fighting stance.. then just dropped it and slumped forward, head hanging down.

"...I'll be a good boy." Matt said in a defeated voice, even as tears started to slide down his cheeks.

"Smart choice Mattie."

Sora couldn't believe what she was seeing as she watched the video over and over, waiting on TK to come back. Her so called stud in a diaper and humping his bed, moaning and coo'ing how much he 'wuv'ed his diapies' till he cried out and clearly creamed himself.

Sora was torn as she watched the video. On one hand she was upset that Matt had hidden this from her, She'd of never picked him over Tai if she had known he was a goo goo gaga diaper dork.

But on the other he WAS kinda cute in a pathetic sort of way and he WAS making decent coin.

"I suppose I could just blackmail to pay me to keep his dirty little secret." Sora mused out loud.

that DID leave her without a man though, Making her frown a little till she recalled just how in shape TK was and he was pretty good looking.

"then again small dicks might run in the family." she mused.

her phone buzzed and when she looked at the messages she was treated to a picture of Matt in just a babyish and thick diaper, tear stained cheek and holding up a sign that read 'plz dump me and go out with TK, He's hung.'

And to prove the point neck to Matt's tear stained face was a thick and long cock, ready to rub on the loser's cheek.

"..Well that settles that."

Still something like this shouldn't be done over a text, she was a proper lady after all and called TK's number instead.

As the phone rang TK smirked, tugging his pants back up and looking over at Matt.

"I wonder who that could be~" he snickered and answered. "Hello? Oh hey Sora... yeah that was my cock.... Uh-huh I thought as much. Sure you can still come over. I'll be getting a shower in and getting dressed for the night after I get the baby fed and put to bed." TK said, glancing over at a clock showing it was only 5:45 pm. "Hmm? Oh yeah, he's right here. Of course you can talk to him!"

Tk pulled the phone away from his ear and smirked at the sniffling Matt and held it out.

"It's for you diaper boy, Your 'girlfriend' wants to talk."

Matt whined and reached out, shaking as he took the cell phone and slowly put it to his ear.

"H-Hi Sora..L-Look I ca-" he started, but was cut off.

"There's nothing to explain Matt. I know everything. while I'll admit your a cute little pamper packer,I'm more into men who can get their rocks off without having to be pampered. So consider this your noticed that we're done, over, No more. I'll still come by and tease you but I'm going to be dating TK from now on." Sora said, a sharp edge to her voice and Matt felt the tears starting up again.

"But..but.." he whimpered.

"No butt's diaper boy. Now I will be nice and keep your love of huggies to myself and save your music career from flopping but my silence isn't for free. you're going to be spoiling me like the princess I am. Understood?" She asked.

"..I..Yes Sora." Matt whimpered and sobbed. "C-Can we at least still be friends?"

"heh, Awww~ How cute..and I'm gonna say not really. I'll put up with you when i've over there to be with TK but that's about it. I'm not gonna go out of my way to talk to you or be nice but I will make a effort not to make you cry, mostly because I hate the sound of bawling babies. Maybe if your a good boy and super spoil me I'll watch you hump a stuffie or whatever it is diaper losers like you do. Anyways, that's all I had to say to you, put your BIG brother back on the phone."

Matt was sobbing too hard at this point to say anything and rubbing his eyes with one hand, he held out the phone with the other.

TK took it back and ruffled Matt's hair.

"Thanks buddy. why don't you go and make yourself a bowl of cereal for your supper while the adults talk." TK said and Matt could hear Sora laughing.

Too defeated to argue, Matt nodded and started to stand up.

"what do you think your doing Mattie? In this house babies CRAWL." TK said.

Matt just whimpered and nodded, and on all fours crawled out of the room.

Tummy full of milk and cheerio's, Matt was put in a light green t-shirt that read 'diaper bitch' on the front in black text and was given a cock sharped pacifier with a green mouth guard to suck on, the dick being only 3 inches thankfully.

"There, you can picture it's yours and your getting a blow job as you got night night." TK snickered as he tucked Matt into his bed.

there was still sunlight coming into the room, even with his curtains closed.

"now I expect you to have that paci in your mouth and for that same diaper to still be on when I get back tomorrow morning, and I signed my name on the back of that diaper. I'll know if you removed it or changed it." TK warned.

Matt mewed and suckled on his paci and nodded he understood.

"I'll be taking your wallet of course and spoiling Sora, but if your a good little boy I might get you some baby toys. Have a good sleep loser, and dream about the pounding your EX girlfriend is gonna get." TK said and kissed Matt's forehead and headed for the door.

Pausing in the door frame he paused and looked over his shoulder.

"Oh and one last thing..remember big brother loves you~"

the end

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donutloverxo · 5 years ago

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Smooth

Note - This is a birthday gift for my babie🥺🥺 Amber aka @sweater-daddiesdumbdork. I'm sorry Steve's as hairless as a seal😔 at least you have Ari Mike and Colin!

Summary - You're surprised to find just how smooth Steve is.

Pairing - Steve Rogers x reader

Warnings - smut, unprotected sex, loss of virginity, name calling, captain kink, rip steves pubes lol.

Word count - 2.6k

Masterlist is linked in the bio!

“What the fuck do you mean you haven’t done it yet?!” You cringed pushing your palms on your ears to block out Ella’s screeching. Maybe it was a mistake to tell her that you still hadn’t hit that supersoilder-golden-boy-next-door.

“We’re just waiting for the right moment you know?” You murmured. You couldn’t tell her the real reason. That Steve had never been intimate with anyone. Even if she was your best friend that was Steve’s secret to tell, not yours.

“When will the right moment come” She shook her head “I’m disappointed in you. You get to date that hunk of a man, and how long has it been a year?”

“Six months!” You defended yourself.

“As if that makes a difference” She scoffed.

“We will do it soon when we’re both ready.” You said ironing out the wrinkles on your dress which you were showing her.

“Alright I just want you to be happy” She rolled her eyes finally giving in “but why're you dressed as a nun?” She looked you up and down confused.

“I’m not a nun! I’m supposed to be snow white. Steve will be my prince.” You couldn’t help the love-struck grin that appeared on your face. You really were living out your best fairy tale with him.

“Wouldn’t you rather wear something traditional” She suggested.

“Hm?” You asked looking at your reflection in your dressing table mirror. You were covered head to toe. Your hair done up like that of snow white with a red headband. “How is this not traditional?” You wondered. It seemed like an okay, albeit cheesy but you were a cheesy couple, costume for Halloween.

“I meant traditional for our generation.” She snickered. She would never say it in front of Steve, but she loved making fun of you for dating someone who was old enough to be your grandpa and how you liked older men. “like a slutty snow White” she continued.

“Nope” You said popping the p and going back into your closet to take off the uncomfortable and restricting dress. You had no idea how you will spend an entire night in that thing. “I don’t want to ruin Disney Princesses for him. He likes them a lot” you shouted so she could hear you. It was so cute how he liked to hum or even sing along with the musicals sometimes. He appreciated the art and the vibrant colors. The idealistic happy endings appealed to the romantic in him.

You came out of your closet taking in deep breathes of fresh air, your torso no longer restricted “That doesn’t mean you can’t still be slutty” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at you.

“What do you have in mind?” You were curious. You were excited to be Steve’s princess. But you would trade that if you what you truly wanted.

Steve groaned looking at himself all done up in his 'prince' costume. Yeah it was his idea to be Snow White and her prince but you were the one who suggested doing a costume together! He couldn’t say no when you looked at him so expectedly. When you gushed so much about this being your favorite holiday.

He looked... ridiculous. There was no other way to put it. From the neck up he was fine, his clean shaven face and golden yellow hair pushed back. He looked like his normal self. But then his pale blue shirt with the balloon sleeves, the dark vest over it and his huge black boots, all topped with a sword strapped to his hip. It reminded him of his army days, when he was nothing more than a monkey.

He contemplated all the teasing he would probably have to endure from his friends the whole night. It would be absolutely worth it to make you happy. With his mind made up he left his apartment and headed towards yours, just across the hallway, to pick you up for the party at the tower. He did lose the sword. That was just too over the top.

He knocked on your door, giddy with excitement to see you in your snow white dress. He made sure to treat you like a princess, how you deserve to be treated by everyone, but to actually see you dressed as one would be something else.

His jaw dropped on the floor as you opened the door and he got a good look at you. You were dressed in... lingerie? You were a white lacy bodysuit that hugged your curves in all the right places. Leaving your legs completely bare. If that wasn’t enough you were wearing a tiara attached to a veil.

He couldn’t stifle the damn near animalistic growl that escaped his throat. He averted his gaze from your pushed up titts to your face. Your make up all done up, from the neck up you almost looked like a bride. “What the hell are you wearing doll?” he grumbled.

“Oh you don’t like it?” you clucked your tongue and looked down at your sexy costume “What a shame. It only costs like 500 dollars” Yeah maybe you were an idiot to spend so much money on a costume but if it worked you’d be seeing stars tonight so it'd be worth it.

“What happened to being snow white? What are you even supposed to be?” You moved to the side so you could let him into your apartment. He ran his hand through his hair plopping down on your couch, his eyes never leaving your body.

“I’m a slutty bride” You twirled in front of him to give him a nice view of your, barley covered, ass.

“That’s lingerie doll. You can’t go out dressed like that” He raised his hand to touch your ass, maybe give it a little squeeze but you quickly turned around.

Your hands on your hips you asked “Why not?”

“Because” He paused pulling you into him by grabbing at your hips “only I get to see you like this” His hand reached at your backside and he groaned squeezing your ass before giving it a light swat. He chuckle as you yelped from the sudden slap.

“Well then what do you suggest I do with this?” You asked nonchalantly playing with your veil “Are you saying I don’t look pretty?” You gave him your best mock puppy eyes. You could clearly see just how much he liked that on you. But you needed him to say it and to do something about it.

“You know that’s not true” You yelped as he flipped you into the couch, trapping you under him.

“I don’t know Steve. You don’t seem to be a huge fan of it. I thought you’d like me being your slut.” You brought out the big guns, jutting your bottom lip out. You knew he’d melt on the spot.

“Fine. You can be my slut.” He couldn’t believe he actually said that word. His mother raised him in a certain way. To respect women and to never ever use those words to address a woman. And he did respect all women and you. But she also taught him to be passionate and give his all to everything he did. So it would only be fair that he fucked you, respectfully, with everything he has got and gave you everything you asked for.

He grabbed your hair and pulled your head back. Biting and sucking on your neck and then trailing down your clavicle. Making sure to leave bruises so everyone could see who you belonged to. He kissed your throat and revelled in the vibrations caused by your moans. Your hands in clutching onto his head and completely messing up his well done hair. He finally let up and admired his work. The white and red marks that would soon turn a dark shade of violet.

He hauled you over his shoulder walking towards your bedroom. As you squirmed and then laughed in his hold.

He had to struggle a lot to off his clothes. They were so intricate, with the buttons and buckles, reminded him of his stealth suit. He pulled off his boots and crawled onto the bed, kneeling between your legs only in his tight black boxer briefs.

He looked at your face and frowned at the puzzled expression it held as you stared at his nude body. He suddenly felt self conscious. All the insecurities, from back when he was the little guy came back to him. He thought women liked him now. Even you were so entranced and attracted to his bulky figure. Which he couldn’t help but be proud of.

But right now, for some reason you didn’t look impressed. He sanked back to sit on his calves. He had completely given himself to you. What if you rejected him? He had no idea how he would deal with that blow.

“Oh!” You exclaimed as you noticed Steve’s defeated state. In your ogling and processing you didn’t realise that you might’ve hurt his feelings. “Stevie?” You knelt before him caressing his cheek. “I’m just taken aback a bit okay?” you tried to reassure him.

“Why?” He finally met your gaze looking into your guys.

“I mean...” You trailed off running your hand down the smooth and vast expanse of his chest. “You’re so smooth? You don’t have any hair.” You struggled to get the sentence out. Suddenly realises just how ridiculous it sounded.

“I – yeah that’s how I’ve always been. I thought that’s what women wanted” He murmured cutely tilting his head “You don’t like it?” His voice wavering with nervousness.

“Steve. What kinda question is that?” And you cringed as he reminded you that you did the same thing just moments ago. “I was kidding! Steve there is nothing about you that’s not to like. Yeah I do like a bit of fuzz but I’d love you just as much even if you were bald.” You said and he looked as if he was processing your words. “You are my dream guy. My prince.” You beamed trailing kisses down his flushed torso. “How about I show you?” You didn’t wait for his answer, taking off your veil and your tiara with it. You rolled his briefs down his hips and he helped you take them off. You looked in shock at his beautiful rosy cock, which was almost hard, and his lack of hair....

You quickly whipped your head up knowing he would assume the worst “Steve! It’s the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen” You said stroking his length and licking the tip, which was oozing with precum, to prove it. “It’s just unexpected. That’s all.” You took him in your mouth. Just as you anticipated, he was too big, you could barely fit his tip in your mouth.

“Well you know the...” He bunched your hair in his fist, struggling to keep from pushing you down further.

“What?” You asked as he slipped out of you.

“I thought that’s what people did nowadays” He was turning redder every second “I didn’t... In the pornography...and I thought tonight you and me..”

You snorted and out a hand on your mouth to keep from laughing. “Steve! Porn isn’t real. You can do whatever you want with your body. But you’re in for a rude awakening.”

“What do you mean?” he asked trying his best to ignore his aching cock and your wet swollen lips.

“Just wait till it grows back” You grimaced “it’s gonna itch like crazy. That’s why I uh... never you know do it. Just warning you” You chuckled nervously.

“Enough talking” He groaned at the thought of your wet pussy and how much he had been fantasizing about it for the last several months. He pushed you on your back and quickly worked on removing your bodysuit. When you laid completely bare in front of him. He swore you were the more beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.

He trailed down your body settling his broad shoulders between your legs. He groaned at the sight in front of him. You weren’t lying and he indeed preferred this. He dove right in licking and sucking to see what you like best. He had never ate a woman out before but he had been doing his research. Porn was too gratuitous and was clearly only made for the male gaze, reading women’s magazines and some more ‘sex for dummies' books he bought as discreetly as he could.

Which is where he got the stupid idea that everyone liked shaved dicks now. Which was only backed up by his friends and the locker room talk about ‘manscaping'. Tony and Clint were classic over sharers. He wouldn’t be surprised if they purposely misled him. He didn’t have much hair on his balls to begin with, but he expected to give himself to you tonight, so he carefully put the razor on his balls and shaved it all off. The things he would do for you and the lengths he would go for you.

From your moans and the way you were pushing his head harder into your core, he could tell that he was doing a good job. You thrashed and squirmed as he held you down by pushing down on your stomach. You came gushing all over his face and he made sure to drink it all up, not wasting a single drop.

He loomed over you, his cock nudging at your entrance. You both moaned in unison as he sinked into you, groaning into the crook of your neck as he bottomed out.

His hands greedily squeezed your hips, your breasts, your ass, whatever they could get a hold of as he slowly rocked his hips against yours. He knew if he went any faster he would blow his load right then and there.

“I’m gonna cum Steve.” You wailed and if he didn’t know any better he would think that you were in pain.

“You gonna cum? Go ahead” He harshly shaved his cock into you “Be a good slut. Cum all over your captains cock.” He felt his own release not far behind, not with your tight wet cunt milking him for all he’s got. He gasped when you raked your nails into his shoulders, crying loudly in his ear. He lost his rhythm. Lifting your hips up to fuck him like the animal you’ve turned him into. His hips stuttered as he came deep inside you.

He stayed inside you and on top of you for a minute. Catching his breathe he finally pulled out of you and laid down beside you, pulling you into his chest.

“I’m on the pill.” You mumbled into his chest. Not wanting him to worry about that. You smiled against his chest laying a kiss over his soft nipple. There were plenty of benefits to being so smooth and hairless. You could trace those hard abs of his with your tongue for hours. You changed your mind. You liked them smooth and silky now. Or maybe because he was so hairless. You didn’t know and it didn’t matter.

“I think I like seeing you as a bride.” He said his fingers idly playing with your hair, curling a strand of it.

You only muttered something as a response. Probably too far gone into slumber. He traced your smooth skin for a while before joining you in it. Completely forgetting about the party you were both supposed to be at.

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mariska · 3 years ago

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i had my Designated Weekly House Departure™️ aka therapy appointment yesterday and its the one day i get to put clothes on and have someone outside of the internet see my outfit lol so i like to dress up if i have the energy to (tbh i absolutely did not have the energy yesterday and ended up in brain shutdown mode later in the evening/night but. i wanted to feel pretty so 😔✌️) so i decided to style a Tiffany inspired look around this cute crop top i got on depop recently (from the user fairynightmare who is super kind i highly reccommend their shop!); usually i try to take outfit pics before i leave the house cus our house lightning is not great and by the time we get back its dark out but i was in a rush yesterday so i couldnt rly get a functional full outfit pic 😭 but i was wearing my Amanda Young Saw 3 cargo pants i originally got for my cosplay of her cuz they're just cute and comfy costume or not, leather jacket that i think is one of my moms'?, fun chain choker (i have a black one similar to this too and i want like 50 more in every color im obsessed with them LMFAO) & a belt i got when i was like 13 probably at hot topic or something fjddhdsvf it was something i kept when i did my big closet clean out last year of things i dont/wouldnt wear anymore from when i was younger cuz i never rly got to wear it as often as i wanted to when i first got it....which i remembered when i wore it yesterday was due to the star buckle repeatedly poking my stomach if i sit/stand too far forward LOL...BUT. i still think its cute so whatevs. u can kinda see the red mark on my stomach from where it kept poking me though fhdhshfdhsgdgdhdg

anyways the main story of this outfit is this: the office area where my therapist works has a few other businesses in the same plaza but its a small plaza and usually theres not other people around but when i got out of my moms car to walk to the front entrance there was a woman like 10+ feet away from me going around the building corner with her kid and she took one look at me, made this like offended expression, and literally brought her kid in closer to her to walk away hdkdfdsgshjdhsdhg!?!?? like ma'am i have to use a cane to help me walk and we are not even in Interacting Distance what am i going to do, hex you with my eyes like a laser beam???? 😭

#random ppl when i wear 50s/60s outfts: 😍👏💖✌️#random ppl when i wear my funney scene kid clothes: 😟😖😫😱😭🏃‍♀️💨#mar face

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labellerose-acheron · 4 years ago

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The Acheron Cottage -- aka Swynlake’s Burrow

This is a REBOOT of the first in a series that one day may be complete but also may never be complete. As most of you know I’m like a huge #spatial person in my writing, so all my character’s houses/apartments/living spaces are really well mapped out in my brain? And I thought it’d be fun for people to see. (And a good reference for those who may RP in those spaces at some point.)

And since we just did a whole plot where Hades and Belle renovated their house, I thought I would update their floorplan! (Also, because I’m super obsessed with this magical house.)

@trip-downtheriverstyx, @lou-bonfightme

Overview:

The Acheron cottage is now a 3 ½ (from 1 ½) bath, 6 bedroom cottage that was built in the 1700s sometime most likely and finished renovations in late June of 2021. Due to the fact the house is now four floors, taller than most of the trees in the area, and most of the surrounding houses are only 2 floor simple farmhouses and cottages, it sticks out a bit in the landscape, not to mention its haphazard leaning-tower of Piza style architecture. The new floors look like they were just kind of slapped onto the original house. (Think the Burrow.)

It is on 5 acres of land and backs up against the woods. There is a small stable and pasture on the land, as well as a large garden. It’s located in Southwest Swynlake, a few minutes walk from the local stable. There are neighboring farms, but they’re far enough away to not really count as proper neighbors.

Assume that all walls that are not covered by windows or other things (like closets) are full of books. The walls alternate between painted wood paneling and stone. Floors are wood except for the mud room, which are stone. The garden is shown in every photo, in order to orient yourself with which way the rooms are facing.

Residents:

Belle Acheron, Hades Acheron, Toulouse Bonfamille, Opal Acheron, Aidan Acheron, Bellamy Acheron, Arthur the ghost, other ghosts, chickens!, Philippe, Angus, the Black Shuck, Victoire, Vincent, Honoré, and Lord Voltaire Scalington, Destroyer of Universes.

**note: pictures in the aesthetic are to give an overall #feel of the house, but don’t necessarily indicate the exact furniture/decorations/floorplan. the floorplan, on the other hand is not quite to scale but i did the best i could.

1. Entryway

When you first walk into the house on your left is a row of hooks (made out of various odds and ends), on which to hang jackets. To your right is a little table and a mirror, probably plants added (thanks, Toulouse.) The hallway is wide but short and opens up into the living room area. The stairs are directly across from the front door. You can also see all the way through into the kitchen from the entryway.

2. Living Room

The living room is the most spacious room in the house and has remained so, even though other parts of the house were expanded. There is a large window seat beneath the front window. Two chairs and a couch are situated near the fireplace, which is dressed in the original brick, these are new pieces of furniture. It was painted a very pale, fading yellow, but now is painted a pale blue. Furniture is cozy and neutral colors (couch is a coffee colour and leather to prevent staining, chairs are a nice maroon colour, picked out by Lou with Hades’ influence). Lots of blankets (because Belle gets cold easily) and books along all the walls. A carpet is laid down beneath the couch/chairs.

These days, there are a few family portraits in spaces on bookshelves and above the mantel: one from Belle and Hades’ wedding, of the just the two of them and one of the whole wedding party; pictures of the children and with Toulouse, of course. Also, a picture of Belle’s mother has a place of importance among one of the shelves. There is also a picture of Persephone reading with Vincent in her old room. There is also evidence of children: toys and such littered about. It is rarely ever fully clean, no matter how fuitally Hades tries. The living room–as well as the rest of the house–is home to several clocks–on walls, on shelves, etc. Belle’s father was a clockmaker and Belle and him used to fiddle with the broken ones–made them tell time backwards or too fast or only every other hour. Belle and Hades’ chess table moved from the mudroom into the living room, near the fireplace. There is almost always a game in progress.

If one has a keen eye, they will notice there are no logs by the fire, nor soot in the fireplace. Yet, often, an eerie blue fire will be burning in it during the colder months.

3. Kitchen

The kitchen was the room that increased in size the most. The wall where the stove is was knocked out and pushed backwards to shift everything to the left. It now boasts copious counterspace, as well as a large island that is usually cluttered with mail and children’s things. Refrigerator, stove, oven, no dishwasher (which is probably the bane of Hades’ existence since Belle hates doing dishes and Lou doesn’t know how.) Cabinets are cherry wood; some are refurbished, and the new ones were made to match the originals.

Window over the sink looks out over the horse pasture in the distance (a few meters from the house.) Big, gorgeous window overlooking the garden in the “breakfast nook” area. Dining table is a cherry wood to match the cabinets and has eight matching chairs. Usually, the chairs are pushed to the walls, except for ones that are needed. This room is home to the only clock that is not digital that works in the entire house. It’s on the window ledge above the sink and was the first clock that Belle ever fixed by herself.

4. Mudroom

Where Belle always comes in from her horse rides, the door of which leads out into the garden and beyond. This is where winter clothes are stored and muddy shoes are piled by the door. It has a stone floor and is generally the coldest room in the house. The laundry machine and dryer are in this room. It used to be where Belle and Hades played chess. Now, their chess table can be found in the living room.

5. Guest Restroom

There is a new bathroom in the mudroom, for guests and the family to use conveniently. (And for Belle to clean up when coming from outside, Hades loves it.) It is just a sink and toilet but it is much better than making everyone go upstairs when they come over.

6. The Garden

The garden was neglected for a long while, since it was Belle’s mother’s. Originally it was full of just rose bushes, but many of them had died due to neglect (whoops). Persephone managed to save a few but the ones that couldn’t be, she and Belle (with the help of Haku) ripped them out and replaced them with different vegetables and flowers. It has a low brick wall around it. It backs up almost right to the woods. It is now Toulouse’s space and he will make it beautiful, with roses and other flowers and different fruits and vegetables. The opening at the top of it leads down to the pastures and off to the right of the garden is where the woods are.

7. Hallway

There is really nothing special about the hallway. It’s actually quite blank. There are more bookshelves though, which used to make the hallway a bit of a tight squeeze but they had to expand the wall in order to include stairs going up to the third floor, so it is more spacious now (though, not by a lot.)

8. Toulouse’s Room

This room used to be Persephone’s. It is currently Opal’s. However, it will, one day, be Toulouse’s, so I am going to describe that set up.

As you can see from the floor plan, there are copious amounts of plants in his room. He probably has very nice silky sheets--a dark green, maybe, with green walls. He has a long bookshelf among the far wall. On top of this is Voltaire’s tank. Probably a few paintings hung up and a dresser. The door that looks like it goes to nowhere? Oh, yeah. That’s his ever-expanding magical closet. It is a walk-in and is spelled to expand the more he needs it to. It exists now, but it has a child-proof magic lock on it so that Opal cannot get into it, lol. There is a cat tower for Honoré, though both of the cats hang out in Lou’s room, because Vincent is used to it too bc it used to be Persephone’s room.

There is a dog bed in the corner for Victoire, though she usually just sleeps with Lou, if Hades isn’t staying the night with him.

9. Belle’s Room

This room used to be Belle’s, it’s the room she grew up in. However, right now it is currently the twins’ room. However, one day it will go back to being Belle’s, so I am going to describe that set up.

A bit more spacious than the other room (but not by too much) Belle’s room is equipped with a closet, though it isn’t that big, as well as bookshelves all along the walls. There is also a reading nook in one corner with a window seat in it that Maurice built for her (which is why it’s in such a kooky spot) and it is probably Belle’s favourite spot in the whole house (after her secret office). The walls were repainted in a splendid sky blue. Her bedsheets are blue with little flower designs on them. Belle actually doesn’t spend a whole lot of time in her room, except for when she’s getting ready for bed. And I’d say she sleeps in Hades’ room probably 2 nights a week tops, but usually less than that, tbh.

10. Bathroom

Just your standard bathroom, nothing fancy about it. I assume Belle’s house runs on well water and it takes forever to get warm, which is the bane of everyone’s existence, especially Toulouse. This will mostly be his bathroom in the future, as Belle will take baths and such in the master bathroom.

11. Master Bedroom (Hades’ Room)

Biggest room in the house. It used to be Belle’s parents, and then Belle’s father’s. It has been Hades’ ever since he moved in. It is the neatest in the house because Hades is a tyrant about that and so even Belle’s things must be cleaned up. There’s a bedside drawer on either side of the bed, each has their own matching lamp. I imagine the bedsheets are like, extremely boring actually, like legitimately just white or a pale gray. There is also a space in this room, probably by the window, with arm chairs and a little table, where there is a chess board set up so Belle and Hades can play here too.

On the main dresser at the top, there is a jewelry stand for Hades’ various necklaces and bracelets. There is also a watch stand.

The walk-in closet is also extremely neat; Hades has an entire shelf for shoes which is neat of him.

The door that looks like it goes to nowhere? Oh, yeah. That’s Belle and Hades’ secret office. More on that in the section below. ~~

12. Master Bathroom

This only gets its own shout out because a) it is where Opal was born, b) I wanted the secret office to be #13, lol, c) I have a few headcanons about it. Mostly that Belle still uses it to do most of her nighttime routine stuff, because I feel like her and Hades probably have a groove going at this point and I think it’s cute. Also, she takes a lot of baths, so she’s in there all the time. She gets ready in the hallway bathroom in the morning though, since she gets up before Hades.

It is ALSO very neat, very clean counters lol and there are lots of skin products neatly arranged in drawers. He probably cleans up every morning after Belle from the night before, lmao. (Though, she DOES respect the bathroom as His Space and cleans up after herself, just...not to his standards.)

13. Belle and Hades’ Secret Office

It has a special rune on it that locks it unless you know the way in and can disappear if you want to hide it. Inside, Belle and Hades have hidden some of their more precious artifacts and books, things that they don’t want to get into the wrong hands.

The tan couch from the living room has been brought up to it, since it was getting far too small for the space downstairs and Belle didn’t want to get rid of it since it held so much sentimental value to them. The window looks out over the garden below, though it doesn’t actually exist to be looking out into the garden. From the outside, you cannot see it at all. It simply doesn’t exist.

Most everything in it is new. There is a lovely circular oak table in the middle, with matching chairs, and bookshelves surrounding all available walls. The desk labeled A is Hades and the desk labeled B is Belle’s, and they are both oak to match the table and custom fitted to the room. There is also a cabinet next to the couch that has a vault-like magic’ed drawer where they can hide things.

14. Bellamy’s Room

Eventually, this room will be Bellamy’s when the twins stop sharing a room by the time they’re about 13/14. Until then, it will be used The smallest of the three upstairs rooms. Some people might assume that Bellamy got it by default because he is technically the youngest, but he’s actually quite fine with it. He is the most like his mother when it comes to his living spaces. AKA -- he is a squirrel and likes his cozy little nest that is much messier than either of his siblings. He’s that person that puts clothes in drawers with one hand while reading with the other.

15. Opal’s Room

Eventually, this room will be Opal’s. She’ll probably move up there when she’s like five or six, idk whatever the appropriate age would be for a kid to be more or less self-sufficient in the regard of going to sleep/getting up. In the meantime, it will probably be Lou’s because it looks out over the garden. Which means she will probably get a lot of leftover plants from him because he won’t want to disturb them.

It is probably like a nice soft purple color or something right now. Opal constantly changes it. She repaints the room at least once a year and gets yelled at by her parents for rearranging her furniture at 2am sometimes. Also, the armchair in her room is the rocking chair that was in her nursery.

16. Aidan’s Room

At first, this room will be both Bellamy and Aidan’s because it is the biggest of the three upstairs rooms. The bed with the book on it is Bellamy’s and the one that is empty is Aidan’s. They don’t mind sharing really and I imagine won’t get in lots of arguments about things.

Because they are mediums, they both stay up late though they know not to disturb their parents or they’ll earn their wrath so they learn early on how to solve their own problems if they are getting on each other’s nerves. Their room is probably painted a nice pale yellow. Their biggest argument is probably closet space, because I could see Aidan being a fashionista and encroaching on Bellamy’s space and him getting annoyed about it.

17. Children’s Bathroom

It’s a bathroom? I don’t know. There are probably lots of fights about who gets to use it first in the mornings and people taking too long. Though, there are other bathrooms that people can use. I imagine there are mornings where one of the kids just marches into Hades’ room like ALL THE BATHROOMS ARE TAKEN, I’M USING YOURS!

What I’m saying is that privacy is an issue in this house, lmao. Yes, they expanded, but everyone is still living on top of each other.

18. Library

What? I thought there were books all over the house? Why do they need a library?

Because there will always be more books in the house! Also, they needed another room to escape for anyone in the family who might need it. Feel like Bellamy will haunt it most often as he grows older, but Belle will go there too rather frequently. She likes to be surrounded by books. There is another chess table here (yes, that makes three.) Sometimes, Hades and Belle will sneak off to the library just to play a game of chess without being disturbed, because they don’t keep one in the office. (The office is for working, the library is for relaxation.)

It is probably quite small actually and with a low, gabled ceiling. Floor to ceiling bookshelves all the way around the walls.

19. Toulouse’s Studio

Unattached to the rest of the house and above Hades’ garage, is Toulouse’s art studio. To get in you have to climb a spiral iron staircase. On the west side of the studio are floor to ceiling windows that look out over the forest. On the south side of the studio is another large window (though, not floor to ceiling), that looks towards the house/the garden/the horse pastures beyond. Beneath this window is his desk. To the left of his desk is a long workbench with several stools where his woodworking and other projects will be.

His favorite spot to paint is the place with the stool and empty easel, near the large floor-to-ceiling windows. There are also multiple plants in the room, scattered throughout. The couch actually pulls out into a bed, though it is rarely used. Sometimes, if Lou is in one of his moods, or if he just gets stuck on a project, he will stay the night in his studio.

This is Lou’s space and Belle/Hades rarely go in it, except to fetch him for dinner or whatnot. Sometimes, though, Opal will join him in it. She is the only one brave enough to put up with Lou when he’s in a bad mood and doesn’t want to be disturbed. It is also where she goes when she gets in fights with Belle and Hades, lol. Lou is the indulgent parent and everyone would rather she ran away to Lou’s art studio than to like...the wilds.

#the acheron cottage #swynlake's burrow #:)))#y'all i cannot tell you #how much i love this magical house #i love it SO much #inspiration #floorplan

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watchtheblog · 4 years ago

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petty cache

thank you for coming to read my diary which masquerades as a blog but is actually just a vessel for disseminating my birthday wishlists. it’s like an event you show up to where the host tries to sell you a timeshare 25 minutes after some requisite, mindless song and dance.

welcome! if you’d like purchase a timeshare, scroll to the bottom. for the song and dance, look no further:

the other day i zoned out on zoom therapy and when my therapist asked where i “went” i had to lie because i had gone to the part of my brain that holds all the things i need to think about forever for no reason (i call it the petty cache — this is an umbrella term for the space that also houses my attitude cabinet) and dusted off a memory of a comment i saw on a stranger’s facebook three weeks ago that said “message me. i lost my password and i have good news to share”.

i don’t know either person, and that’s what i was thinking about. i spend $[redacted] a month on therapy and instead of focusing on one of my numerous unsolved mysteries, i was thinking about the nuances of this comment - like why they wouldn’t just share the news or message the person directly? or what losing their password had to do with anything? or why they would comment on facebook instead of texting or calling the person. did they not have their number? imagine not knowing someone well enough to have their phone number, but still wanting to share your good news with them!

all i want (for my birthday) is to know what the news is that this stranger has to share, and i’ll never know so i have to put that comment in my minutiae repository with all the other things that will plague me until i die from texting and driving, smoke inhalation as a result of purposely leaving a candle lit in my home overnight almost every night, consuming half a dozen hot dogs a week, or a now unnamed disease that will posthumously be attributed to my chronic inability to mind my own business.

i’m constantly concerning myself with things that are none of my concern - no matter how insignificant - because my brain is a commune of sentient pepperoni running instagram polls among themselves to discern if something is worth spending an inordinate amount of time thinking about. and guess what? it turns out absolutely everything that has ever offended, confused, bothered, intrigued, slightly inconvenienced, or merely happened to me is worth spending an inordinate amount of time thinking about.

because i devote so much energy to nonsense, i can often be found persecuting strangers for insulting me on the internet (and for other miscellaneous bad behavior). the information superhighway is my home so i have to protect myself (and my friends) here, and if that means spending 45 minutes to 48 hours trying to find every misstep you’ve made in your life until i have enough ammunition to spray a dozen simulated retaliatory bullets at your virtual head because you called me a “stupid bitch” on instagram, well… so be it!

i am relentless in my pursuit of wasting time, so if that doesn’t work, i will find the cold stone creamery you frequent, seek employment there, be hired on the spot, learn the craft, be promoted to manager, poison you on your birthday, gain access to your funeral, and tarnish your reputation by reading your shitty DM in front of the few family and friends whom i haven’t already made aware of the abhorrent way you conducted yourself online!

there are so many different ways strangers will try to hurt your feelings — an interesting genre of which come from men who (like me) have definitely never had sex before, and mistakenly think i care about the ways in which my body does not make them horny.

“no tits” one will say. and i’m like, how do you want me to respond to that? my boobs are indeed small, yes. did you come here to shoot facts back and forth all day? ok: you’re going to start balding way sooner than you’re prepared for, i bet your childhood dog is dead, your time on the internet should be supervised, your closet is full of vests, and you wait on line at nightclubs… good day?!

while i will obviously engage with anyone if they want to fight, i prefer when the unsolicited criticism is personalized, and not just thoughtless, lazily devised tripe.

a year and a half ago, a man who looked like he exhales smog DMed me to let me know - among other things in a paragraph long rant - he’d “lost brain cells” watching my story. knowing he had likely never had an adequate amount to begin with, it seemed like an emergency, so i started a group DM with his wife. because his message had come just three days after a “fuckkk [heart eye emoji]” response to a photo of my ass, i included a screenshot as evidence of his devolving mental state.

being - presumably - gainfully employed, neither of them responded.

luckily, the consolation prize for insulting me is that you gain residency in my brain and stay in my thoughts and prayers for all eternity, so i checked in on them a few days ago. they’d unfollowed and wiped their feeds clean of each other!!

because i’ve never “moved on” in my entire life, i fired up our long dormant group chat, and sent my condolences: “aw. sorry your trip to positano - where you were going to attempt to repair your ramshackle marriage - got cancelled because of covid and so you just got divorced instead :(” i wrote before being blocked by both of them.

then i headed right over to my therapist’s facebook and commented “message me. i lost my password and i have good news to share”

i spent an entire therapy session detailing this monomania before my therapist thoughtfully suggested i “pick [my] battles”.

to which i thoughtfully responded: yeah, babe. i pick every single one.

***

timeshare time! it’s the same list as this post, with a few additions (at top) (and edits based on availability).

places to donate food education fund pretty brown girl the okra project

some furniture stuff a side table a pointless, laughably tiny little thing this website is calling a “drink table” a lamp one of these benches i do not want this but it’s important to me that at least 2 other people know it exists

this plant that obviously does not need to cost $165 but idk how to shop economically

air pods

gifts from the previous post - all still v much in play!

a pair of shoes (size 8 or 38) one pair, another pair, yet another, these are on sale, these are not, and a final pair

a specific clutch with three color choices they allege this color is called sand but it looks white to me, pink, green for those who do not know what malachite means (it couldn’t be me. i learned it 3 hours ago when i began compiling this cursed list)

something everyone with money to waste needs this

dresses i’ll never be able to wear until there’s a vaccine because unlike someone tacky who knows me, i won’t be having a birthday party in the middle of a global pandemic (hi, you fool) white polka dot, not white polka dot, also not polka dot, a red dress, a skirt (aka half a dress), a black dress

this sweatsuit xs in this, small in this

is sephora cancelled? i want this hair dryer which i’m sure you can buy elsewhere if sephora is cancelled, which it v well may be

this item which you may think is cheap but actually it’s not soooo a hairpin

earrings one pair, another pair, and another

this dress which i’ll never wear anywhere even when there is a vaccine because… what?! but maybe. you never know. size 34. lol when i get this far into the list i’m always blown away by how insane it is that i do this every year to no audience. so i’m just laughing alone at that. :) i am v funny to myself. another dress i’ll never wear ;)

the nicest weighted blanket you know of i’m depressed!!!!! if you can’t tell!!!!!!!

every year i have asked for a weekend bag and every year i have not received one, so alas, we try again this is not a weekend bag actually but it will do. this is!

a peloton but just venmo me the cash (@merce212) because i have a hookup

an assortment of ridiculous things a $500 body scarf a $580 beach towel with an octopus on it for no reason besides “art” i cannot tell analog time but it’s never too late to start!! how mad would you be if someone bought you a roulette table for your wrist? be honest. (THIS WATCH IS FOUR YEARS RENT!!!!!!) they won’t say how much this costs :( i’m losing my mind and must be gifted a chanel watch or else i will perish. to put my salami on when i am eating salami in my bed “24k gold crocodile [?!!) teddy bear”. the website says there’s only one left, which begs the question “why did someone buy one of these rather than buying me a chanel watch?!!” *real ‘billionaires shouldn’t exist [unless they’re buying me a watch]’ energy* to put my new watch in this is ugly but it’s on sale :) idk wtf “secret box pendant” means but i wish this necklace was also a USB with every season and spinoff of 90 day fiancé on it hi yes i’m stupid but i draw the line at $1500 connect four…

#things i want #things I want for my birthday #lists of things #lists of things i want #my birthday #birthday lists #9/26; never forget #invidious consumption

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wemcgeevintage · 5 years ago

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(More) Sustainable Laundry Care for your Everyday (Vintage) Wardrobe

-as you build and refresh your sustainably sourced wardrobe focus on natural fibers-

Every time we wash and dry our clothes millions of micro fibers are shed and released into either the water or the air. Best for those fibers to be cotton, linen, wool, silk, hemp, etc. rather than plastic (synthetics like polyester, nylon, anything with stretch) which doesn’t biodegrade and will eventually make its way into our food or water supply chain.

read more about microfiber pollution here!

-wash less often-

kind of obvious, but always good to remember that washing garments less saves water, electricity, and prolongs the life of the garment itself. In our home only athletic gear, undergarments and babywear get washed after one use. Jeans, blouses, sweaters, office wear, everything else can usually be re-worn at least a few times.

hot tip: when it comes to extending your tops and dresses for 2-3 wears before washing, finding a natural deodorant that works for you (I love the Weleda spray) and wearing natural fibers will help reduce stinky sweat production and prevent creepy antiperspirant related staining. I’m also a big proponent of sourcing everyday pieces that have a loose fit through the armscye (the place where your shoulder turns into your arm) for ease of movement but also breathability.

a little guide to healthiest deodorant products via EWG

hotter tip: if you frequently like to wear fitted retro styles, I know a lot of women like underarm protectors, which can be pinned or tacked in and can help avoid anxiety-inducing wet washing of vintage fabrics or extra trips to the dry cleaner.

-dry less often-

when you do a load of wash, consider what items can be hung to dry. I use a folding rack and for garments that aren’t heavy/don’t stretch, hangers on the shower curtain rod. Some items *do* benefit from a little fluff in the dryer to soften and de-wrinkle them a bit. I suggest letting them mostly air dry then popping them in the dryer for a quick 15 minute finish. Once again, saves electricity, reduces fiber shedding and prolongs the life of garments. Outdoor lines are awesome too, especially on breezy sunny days. if you have the outdoor space to set one up you should def go for it. Ours is retractable so it doesn’t get in the way of other yard activities when not in use.

-wash with cold water-

Most of our clothes do not need hot water to clean them. Use a cold cycle to save hot water and prolong clothing life. Generally in garment care, exposure to high direct heat should be avoided where possible. less heat = longer life. We generally use warm/hot water only for kitchen/bath linens, gym wear, and soiled baby clothes.

-use an EWG highly rated laundry detergent-

probably the easiest step we can take towards a more sustainable laundry practice is finding a healthier detergent. There are so many eco-friendly, “natural” detergent options out there. I love the Environmental Working Group’s list of rated products. It will help you find one that works for you and that you can easily pick up at one of your local retailers. Generally avoid fragrance (fragrance = chemicals) or any kind of deodorizing, anti bacterial, anti wrinkle, products. These all have more chemicals, many of which are carcinogenic (aka cancer causing) or endocrine disrupting (aka fuck with your hormones + reproductive health).

access the EWG Laundry List here!

Hot tip: if you want to get real real with it you can make your own detergent using a handful of natural ingredients. There are tons of tutorials online. This one has only 3 ingredients! If you are already using homemade detergent and love it, let me know what you’re doing! It’s on my “To Try” list!!

-avoid dryer sheets and fabric softener-

I’ve used pretty neutral language so far, but dryer sheets are basically cancer causing/endocrine-disrupting chemical delivery systems. LOL. But seriously, they are loaded with fabric softener which is loaded with chemicals you do not need or want on or near your body, in your home, or released into the environment. not only that, they aren’t great for your clothes!

but you don’t have to take my word for it:

“Not only does fabric softener not do what it promises, but it also prevents the fabrics from functioning the way they’re designed. With regular use of fabric softeners or dryer sheets, activewear becomes less breathable, children’s clothing becomes less flame-retardant, and towels become less absorbent.”

full (and very compelling) article from apartment therapy here!

Wool dryer balls are a good natural alternative. They can last up to a year, help fluff your clothes, speed the drying process, and have naturally occurring lanolin which is nature’s conditioner. I haven’t done it myself, but I think you can even use essential oil with them to add a little natural scent to the laundry cycle, now that you’ve cut out all those nasty artificial fragrances.

dryer balls can be found at more holistic grocers (even Wholefoods) or local co-ops and farmers markets. there’s also always good ole amazon in a pinch.

-avoid dry cleaning when possible (it is often possible)-

Dry cleaning is a process that involves a lot of chemicals that are harmful to you and the environment. Conventional dry cleaning also requires exposing garments to high heat, which can stress fabrics over time, and be particularly harmful to older garments.

As you have probably noted, many garments made in the past 50 years include care instructions, and many of them simply say “dry clean only”. There is an industry regulation reason for this:

“Under the law, if either washing or dry cleaning can be used on the product, the label needs to state only one of these instructions—and which one ultimately appears on the label is up to the manufacturer. An expert in textiles who asked that her name not be used for this article revealed to us that “clothing manufacturers tend to opt for as few instructions on the label as is legally required.” Given a a choice between “wash” and “dry clean,” manufacturers tend to choose the latter because it is more likely to lead to the consumer leaving the care of the item to professionals, and professional cleaning can reduce the manufacturer’s risk of of return by the consumer who mishandles the item with home-cleaning.”

More on what dry cleaning means here!

I successfully machine or hand wash many many many pieces for myself and for the shop with dry clean only tags- this includes rayons, linens, silks, woolens and cashmeres oh my. You can too!

hot tip: if you have a newer washer dryer (like in the past 20 years), make sure you’re making the best use of the settings to be as economical as possible, and not just going with the auto settings. For me this means making sure its set to a cold cycle, and that the soil setting is appropriate (sometimes its lighter than “normal”). Delicate and handwash cycles are a great option for those “dry clean only” labeled pieces you’re nervous about wet washing.

-practice general garment maintenance-

doing things like treating stains, mending small seam pops or holes before they grow, and proper storage in conjunction with conscientious laundering practice will help prolong the life of your garments, and delay the need to purchase replacements. Being a better mender is a goal of mine (my pile of personal mending is ever-growing). As a preventative measure against pests and storage “musk”, I add lavender sachets to my drawers and closets. Dr. Bronners soap bars (in the paper wrappers) are great for this too! I also use a fast evaporating alcohol-based homemade lavender spritz for the same purpose (not just for refreshing clothes, but also bedding, drapes, etc). And remember: friends don’t let friends use Febreze.

The great news about all these changes is that they really don’t make more work for you, and they are good for your clothes, YOU, and the environment! Nothing like a win-win-win.

#vintage vintageclothes sustainableliving slowfashion laundry

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Unappreciated [Final]

~The next morning~

An annoying sound slowly roused [Name] from her sleep. With a groan, she rolled over to look at her phone, only to roll off the couch. Falling to the floor with a hard ‘Thump.’ With a groan of pain and a sigh, you grab your phone and switch off the alarm. Pulling yourself up to sit on the couch, you take a glance at the phone in your hands, Taking note of the time 6:50 a.m. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you rise from your couch stretching your back as you stood. You hoped that you wouldn’t have any kinks in your back or neck from sleeping on your couch. You slowly made your way into your kitchen and started making some coffee, to help wake yourself up. Leaning up against the counter by the coffee pot, you waited while it brewed. The small click from your coffee pot indicating that your coffee is done. Opening the cabinet next to where the coffee pot was, you grabbed the first cup you saw. Stifling another yawn, you set your cup down and grabbed the handle of the small carafe to pour the dark liquid, into your awaiting [F/C] mug.

Walking back into your living room, and taking a seat on your couch, you silently sipped at your coffee. With each sip of you coffee you felt more awake, soon you decided to get ready for the day. Making your way into your massive bedroom in Avengers Tower. ‘Of course every room is huge. This is Tony, we are talking about.’ You thought as a small smile graced your lips as walked in the big walk-in closet. Picking out a white collared long-sleeved blouse, a black jacket and a black skirt that ended at your knees. Picking out a pair of sheer black tights and your favorite pair of high heels to compliment your outfit. Laying your outfit on your bed, you walked into the bathroom to get ready for the day. Finishing your shower, standing in front of the big mirror and wrapped your still dripping hair with another towel.

While your hair was towel-drying, you applied your makeup with perfection.

Once you finished your makeup, unwrapping your mostly towel-dried hair, you ran your comb through your still drying hair. Finishing with combing your hair, you quickly pulled out your hair dyer and plugged it into the electrical socket by the bathroom door. Flicking the switch on your hair dyer on, you began to run your fingers through your still damp hair, while running the blow dryer over sections of your hair to help it dyer faster. A little over 15 minutes later your hair was dry, you decided on the best way to style your hair for the day, once you decided you made quick work of styling it for the day. Walking out of your bathroom, you step into your bedroom and get dressed. Walking into your closet, you picked out your favorite pair of black heels, slipping them on your feet.

Turning on your phone, you looked at the time, noticing the time was 7:30 a.m. You still had time before you were supposed to be at work, so you decided to pick up around your apartment while you were thinking about it. “ Thank god, there isn’t much to pick up.” You thought with a chuckle, you cleaned up the couch and your living room, since you passed out on the couch last night.

“Good morning, Jarvis!” You chirped, as you walked into the kitchen to throw some garbage away. Closing the door to under the sink, you turned on the sink to wash your hands. “Good morning, Miss [Name]. How are you today?”

Jarvis asked, while you dried your hands off. “ Oh, I am fine. I am sure that today will be a busy day.” You said as you finished picking up around your apartment. Making sure everything you had was in order before you stepped outside into the hallway, closing your front door and making sure that is locked. You didn’t need to lock your door per se, but you knew some people aka. Tony Stark liked to bury his nose in everyone's business.

Turning around to make sure nothing was out of place, you walked down the hallway towards the main level of Avengers Tower. Upon entering the kitchen area, you saw America’s golden boy sipping from a coffee cup, while sitting at the kitchen island.

“Morning, Stevie.” You said as you stopped nest to him to catch up.

“Good morning, [Name].” replied Steve in his usual cheerful voice.

“How have you been?” He asked setting down his cup of coffee on the counter in front of him.

“ I would say I am doing fantastic, but we’ll see how the day goes.” You replied a small smile gracing your lips. Steve let out a small chuckle, he knew how demanding Tony could be.

“Well, I hope your day goes smoothly, [Name].” He said, as he rose from his spot at the counter. Steve placed a chaste kiss upon your forehead and gave you a quick hug, before he turned around to finish the rest of his coffee.

“Thanks, Stevie. I’ll see you later! You replied as you continued to make your way to the Lab. ‘Hopefully, Tony isn’t bothering Bruce too much. We don’t need a Code Green today.’ you thought as the doors leading towards the Lab came into view. Looking at yourself in the reflective glass to make sure everything was in place, you typed in the code for the lab and walked in. Hearing the ‘woosh’ of the doors sliding open, you stepped in and the first thing you noticed was everything seemed to be in their place. Noticing that no one was in the lab other than yourself, ‘hmm...this is strange. Usually one or both of them are here by now. I wonder if sleep finally caught up with them.’ you looked at your phone, and realized you were a little early. You decided to work in your office, since Tony or Bruce weren’t in the lab.

~With Steve in the kitchen~

Steve’s POV

Watching [Name] as she walked out of the kitchen and towards the labs. “I know you are there Tony.” I said as I rinsed out my coffee cup before putting it in the dishwasher. I watched as Tony walked to the counter and sat down. Pulling out a coffee cup and poured some of the dark brown liquid into it. Putting the carafe back, I sat his cup down in front of him. ‘Hmm… Is that jealousy I smell?’ I thought a small smile worked its way onto my face.

“What is the smile for, Capsicle?” Tony remarked, his usual sarcastic attitude shining through.

“You know, you have no reason to be jealous, right Tony?” I said as I leaned on the counter.

“I have no idea what you are talking about, Cap.” Tony said before taking a sip of his coffee, before setting his cup down. “Tony, you can’t lie to me. Everyone knows how you feel about [Name], trust me. Being in love isn’t a weakness.” I said looking at Tony to show I am serious.

“Well, this has been a fantastic talk, but some of us are actually busy and have work to do. Thanks for the coffee, Cap.” Tony replied before draining the rest of his drink before setting his cup down and walking away.

“Tony!” I yelled, as Tony stopped and tilted his head to the side. “You may be Iron Man, but that doesn't mean, your heart has to be covered in iron as well.” I said. Watching as Tony continued on his way to his labs.

I sighed as I picked up his leftover coffee cup and put it into the dishwasher. ‘I hope he doesn't mess this up.’ I thought as I walked out of the kitchen, towards my

room.

Tony walked into his labs, he was surprised that Bruce wasn’t in the lab already. ‘I guess he was really running on empty.’ Well, I still need to make everything right, with [Name]. I thought as I sat in my chair that was in front of my lab table. ‘God damn, I hate it when Steve is right. I love [Name], and I need to make sure she knows it. I was so deep in thought, I didn’t even hear Bruce enter the Lab. I jumped when I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Whoa, it’s just me, Tony.” Said Bruce as Tony turned around to face him. “Are you okay, Tony? Asked Bruce, as Tony sighed rubbing his hands over his face.

“Just looking at you, I am going to take a shot in the dark and say, that would be a no.” Replied Bruce as he sighed. “Tony, you are thinking too much about this. You don’t have to make it ‘Tony Stark’ perfect, just be yourself.” Bruce said pushing his glasses up oh his face more.

Bruce turned around and walked over to his side of the lab, to continue his work from yesterday. All Bruce heard was the sound of Tony’s chair rolling swiftly away from his lab table and Whoosh of the lab doors opening. He looked to see Tony’s quickly retreating form. Bruce closed his eyes and had a small smile on his lips. ‘He will be fine.’ He thought.

~In your office~

Sighing as you ended our call, and you put the receiver down. You always hated dealing with the paparazzi. ‘Ravenous dogs.’ You thought as you rose from your chair to stretch your limbs.

You looked at your phone and noticed the time. ‘Shit! Have I really worked that long?’ You thought as you sighed. “Well, too late for lunch.” You muttered and walked out of your office towards the kitchen area to grab a small snack.

Walking into the kitchen to grab an apple from the fruit basket that was on the counter by the refrigerator. Stopping in front of the basket, you quickly looked at what was currently in the fruit basket. You saw a Mango, a couple of Bananas, a Plum, and a couple of red Apples. ‘I wonder if Bucky knows that there is a Plum still leftover.’ Pulling out your phone and shooting a quick text to Steve to let him know that there was one plum left for Bucky.

Your phone made a quick ‘Buzz’, sliding your thumb across your phone’s screen to see what your notification is. Noticing that the notification was from Stevie.

Steve: Thanks for that! I will go grab it for Bucky. How has your day been so far?

[Name]: Your welcome! :) You know Bucky and his Plums lol. My day has been really productive, I was able to get a lot of my work done. Although, I haven’t heard from Tony or Dr. Banner at all today. I hope they are okay, I didn’t find them in the Lab when I arrived. I accidently missed lunch, that is how productive I was! Lol :)

Steve: That is good, and you should never skip lunch! I am sure that Tony and Bruce were working too much and just needed to catch up on some much needed sleep. Despite what they say nand think they need sleep as well. If you are worried, you could always go and check up on them. I am sure they could use a break.

[Name]: I know I shouldn’t skip lunch! Thx for that mother! XD I should go check up on the Science Bros, before they die of exhaustion. See ya!

Steve: Of course! Talk to you later.

Smiling as you set your phone on the counter, you bit into your apple. ‘ I should go check up on them.’ You thought as you grabbed your phone and walked down the halls towards the lab’s. Stopping at the clear door, and entering your code into the keypad that was by the door. The keypad dinged and the lab doors opened with a soft Woosh. Bruce looked up from the project he was currently working on, “Hi, [Name]. How has your day been?” Bruce asked setting his project down and turning to face you. You smiled at Bruce before sighing. “I have been pretty productive today, without Tony having me run useless errands.” You replied before taking your glasses off to rub the bridge of your nose, trying to stave off your creeping headache. “I was actually surprised that I didn’t find you and Mr. Stark sleeping here in the lab.” You said while laughing and Bruce cracked a smile. “How have you been, down here? I am surprised that you or Mr. Stark haven’t asked for anything at all today. I actually got some of my work done.” You said as you stole Tony’s chair to get off your feet for awhile.

“I am glad you were able to get some work done, but I am guessing that someone forgot to eat anything for lunch?” Bruce responded a teasing tone to his voice.

“Omg! I already got it from the mother hen of the tower.” You exclaimed slumping more into your currently occupied chair.

Bruce actually laughed out loud. “I figured Steve would say something, you know how he is. He has to care for everyone.” Bruce said as he sat down in his own chair facing towards you.

“So, are you going to tell Tony about your feelings?” Was Bruce’s question that threw you for a loop, and if you had been standing you would have collapsed to the floor.

“I d-d-don’t know what you mean.” You stuttered out making a sly smile grace Bruce’s lips as he gave you the look that says ‘Really? You can’t fool me.’

Kicking off your shoes, leaning back in your chair and sighing. “I don’t know why I am in love with him. He doesn't seem to notice that I am completely and utterly in love with him.” You replied as you felt yourself go into full rant mode.

“I mean does he know how I feel? Does he care? Is this why Pepper left?” Your hands waving as you felt the dam break and let loose everything you had kept to yourself go. Bruce kept silent throughout your rant, you just needed someone to listen to you.

Once you were finished, you felt tears trail down your cheeks. Letting out a sob, the dam completely broke and there was no way to stop the tears that were flowing down your cheeks. Bruce felt his heart break, he really hoped Tony was planning on fixing this. Bruce brought you into his arms to help calm yourself down, he slowly rocked you until your sobs subsided. After a few minutes your sobs subsided, and you never liked to break down in front of people.

“[Name], are you feeling any better?” Bruce asked as he used his thumbs to wipe the rest of your tears away. You hiccuped and nodded your head.

“Thank you, Bruce. I really needed that.” You replied as you sat back, wiping the rest of your tears from your eyes.

“Of course, that is what I am here for. [Name], you do know how Tony feels about you, right?” Bruce asked looking towards you, while you snorted, not believing him. “I am very sorry, I don’t normally break down like this in front of people.” You said trying to calm your breathing and fix your appearance.

“ [Name, have I ever given you a reason to not trust me?” Bruce asked knowing he was right. “No, you haven’t.” You murmured sniffling.

“Of course, I haven’t. Why would you think I would do so now?” He imparted as he helped you stand and fix your appearance. You stood up straight, before replying

“Because, if what you are saying is true, it would be everything I could want and more.” You replied your voice quiet. Bruce was quiet, as you spoke. He knew you didn’t think Tony would love you, but he wasn’t expecting that your esteem was this low.

“[Name], believe me when I say, you have nothing to worry about.” Bruce said as he cracked a rare smile. Looking towards Bruce you smiled as well, his smiles were infectious.

“Thank you, Bruce.” You said as you took a deep breath to rid yourself of any other effects of your crying session.

“ I think that deep down, I believe that you are right about Tony.” You stated before looking towards the lab floor.

“ Sometimes, it just hard to believe, ya’ know?” you replied sitting down in Tony’s chair, and twiddling with your thumbs. Bruce rolled his chair over next to you.

Look [Name], I of all people know of the dark thoughts that swirl around in ones head.” Bruce said as he tilted you head to look at him.

“Believe, me when I say that you are appreciated. To be truthful, Tony and I don’t know how we would survive, without you, you keep us in line.” Bruce said with a laugh, and a big smile on his face.

A big smile plastered itself on your face, making you feel a little better.

~Meanwhile~

“There! Almost perfect.” said Tony as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. A grin formed it’s way to his lips.

“ Sir, you should take a break.” The robotic voice of Jarvis filling Tony’s ears. Tony sighed. “Yeah, I suppose you are right. Everything is ready anyway, just need to get ready and get the woman of the hour.” Tony said grinning.

“Hey, J. Where is [Name] currently?” Asked Tony looking up at the ceiling. “[Name], is in the labs with Dr. Banner.” Jarvis responded. “ Thanks, let me know if she is on the move. I am going to leave her present in her room, I’ll be back.

”Replied Tony as he quickly made his way to [Name’s] room. He set the large box on the edge of [Name’s] bed, so she would see it. Tony walked out of [Name’s] room with a skip in his step, as he made his way to his own room to get ready for tonight.

~Back in the Labs~

You and Bruce sat in comfortable silence after he helped you through your crying session. The sound of Bruce typing filled the silence in the air, you felt your phone buzz softly in your blazer pocket. Slipping your hand into your coat pocket and clicked the power button to see the message.

Bucky: Hi, [Name].

You: Hey, Bucky! How did the mission go?

Bucky: It went smoothly, and we ended it fairly quickly.

You: I am glad! How are you and Steve doing?

🔪Bucky: Great! How is it going with you-know-who?

You: OMFG! Does everyone in this Tower know?!?

Bucky: Doll, you live and work with spies/superheroes. It is pretty common knowledge. :)

You: Steve told you didn’t he?! I’mma kill him! 🔪>:|

Bucky: Before you go kill the punk, he just confirmed it. It is pretty obvious to anyone who watches carefully.

You: >:| Fine...but I am still mad.

Bucky: I may not know Tony that well, but I know that he hides a warm and caring heart.

You: Sigh, I know. It’s just hard when it doesn’t seem like he notices anything I do for him.

Bucky: I wouldn’t worry too much about it. I am sure our resident Genius, billionaire, playboy philanthropist, will think of something to make it up to you.

You gave a short snort at the thought of Tony doing something for you.

You: Maybe….

You typed your quick reply, before clicking off your screen. Sighing, you set your phone on the table next to you.

Bruce stopped looking over the formulas on his current project, to turn to look at you. “[Name], you should try and get some rest.” He said as he turned his chair to fully look at you.

You glanced towards Bruce. “Funny, shouldn’t you be the one who is resting?” You quipped with a smile on your lips.

Bruce chuckled and threw a smile your way. “That is how I know, that you need rest.” You playfully rolled your eyes at the man next to you. “Between you and Steve, I won’t ever forget anything!” You replied with a laugh.

Yawing as your rose to your feet, you smoothed out any wrinkles from your clothing. Ruffling Bruce’s already mussed up hair, you grabbed your phone bidding Bruce a ‘goodnight’, you walked out of the Labs and towards your floor.

Stopping once you reach the elevator, pushing the button to open the doors. Mindlessly scrolling through your phone, while waiting for the doors to open. Hearing the usual ‘woosh’ of the elevator stopping and the doors opening.

Without looking up from your phone, you stepped into the elevator. “My floor, please. Thank you, Jarvis.” You said as the elevator began to move you to your floor.

Feeling the elevator stop at your destination, you clicked your phone off and walked past the open elevator doors, towards your room.

Unlocking your door, you stepped inside, setting your stuff on the table beside your front door. Slipping off your shoes, you kicked your door closed.

Taking off your coat, you threw it on the back of the couch, as you passed it. Turning on the light, upon entering your room, you noticed a large package sitting at the end of your bed.

Curious of who left this on your bed, you walked to your bed and sat down. Upon closer inspection you noticed that there was a see-through, sparkly ribbon on the box. You had no idea who, would leave a box on your bed.

‘Hmm...I wish there was a note saying who this is from. I mean, I wish it was from Tony...but I still doubt he likes me like that.’ Were the thoughts at the forefront of your mind.

Picking up the large box, you set it on your lap and unwrapped the ribbon, that was encasing the box. Pulling the top of the box off, you gently pulled some of tissue paper and noticed a small note.

Grabbing the note, you looked for any sort of indication of who it might be from.

‘Nothin.’ You thought.

Taking a closer look at the note, it said, Meet me on the roof @ 8:00 p.m.

‘Am I really, going to meet this person?’ I mean, I don’t even know who this person is..’ You thought.

Setting the note down, beside the box, you pushed the rest of the tissue paper away to reveal a pretty red dress.

It was a floor-length, red dress with diamonds on right shoulder with a spattering of diamonds on the waist. You gasped, this dress must have cost a pretty penny.

‘Hmm...I wonder if the guys are right? I mean who else would spend this much on a dress and it is red as well, I mean Tony loves the color red.’

You looked toward your alarm clock, the digital red numbers showing that it was 7:00, you had an hour to get ready. You gently set the dress, on your bed and went to take a shower, to rid of the day’s dirt and stress.

Walking into your bathroom, you closed the door and turned on your shower. While you waited for the water to grow warmer, you stared into your mirror, thinking about how you would do your hair.

Watching as your mirror fogged up, you turned to step into your warm shower. Letting out a moan, as the warm water hit your back, you didn’t realize how tense you were. Letting yourself enjoy the water raining over you, you started to wet your hair enough, so you could wash it.

Putting a bit of shampoo into your hand, you rubbed your hands together to lather your fruity smelling shampoo into your hair. Washing the shampoo out of your hair, you then put your conditioner into your hair. While it was seeping into your hair, you decided to quickly finish up everything else.

Shaving your legs and under your arms, being quick and efficient, about it. Grabbing your [favorite colored] loofah, you ran it under the stream of water, to moisten it enough to lather your body wash on to it.

The scent of your body wash filling the bath room, you took a deep breath, enjoying the scent. Making sure you washed all over your body, once that was finished, you rinsed off all of the soap and made sure to rinse your hair completely of your conditioner.

Once you finished rinsing off, you turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around yourself to dry off. Walking towards the mirror, you wiped a bit of the fog off, so you could see yourself. Grabbing another towel,you wrapped your hair into it, to help dry it faster. Drying yourself off you decided to get your black corset that was outlined with gold, black sheer stockings, black boyshorts and your favorite garter belt.

Once you were satisfied with how dry you were you put your undergarments on. Thankfully, you were dry and quickly put your undergarments on. Making a decision on doing your makeup light. Making sure that your makeup was light and flawless, you walked out of your bathroom to grab your new dress.

Unzipping the small zipper that was on the back of the dress, you shimmied yourself into the opening of the dress. Sliding the silver jewel encrusted flower up your right shoulder, you made sure everything was in place and perfect before you zipped up the small zipper at laid at the small of your back.

Making the quick choice of throwing your hair up into a fancy top-knot, you grabbed a few strategic hairs to frame your face. Grabbing your favourite perfume you dabbed some on your wrists, the insides of your elbows and some behind your ears.

Looking at yourself in the mirror, you decided to forgo any jewelry, since you didn’t want to look too gaudy. Making sure everything was in place, you exited your bathroom and sat on the edge of your bed to put your shoes on.

Slipping the golden sparkly heels on, you arose to your feet. Standing you made sure everything was straight and nothing was out of place, Grabbing a shawl to throw over your shoulders incase it got too cold. The first shawl you grabbed happened to be your favourite black one.

‘Hmm, I wonder if I own too much black…’ You thought as you bit back a laugh.

Grabbing your keys, phone and lip gloss and put it in the silver clutch. Looking at the clock in your living room, you saw the time was 7:50. Making sure your door was locked, you made your way towards the roof.

Reaching the door to the roof, pausing to take a deep breath, before you opened the door and stepping on to the roof.

A gasp left your lips when you looked up noticing the soft lights that decorated the top of roof, looking around you, you took notice of the effort that was put into decorating the rooftop.

Your eyes fell upon a thick cushion in the right corner of the roof, pillows surrounding the back, with a few thick and fluffy blankets. You noticed a glass table with a glass vase of your [F/C ] and [F/T] of flowers. You noticed the intricately designed lamp that held a candle in it at the bottom of the glass end table.

Glancing at the thick cushion you noticed that there was a small wooden tray that held two lit candles and two glasses of wine.

“Hi, [Name].” A voice startled you out of your reverie. You knew that voice anywhere. You turned to see Tony standing in the soft lights around the tops of the roof. You noticed that he was holding a rose and what smelled like your [F/T].

“Hello, Tony. What is all this.” You asked gesturing around yourself in disbelief.

“Ah, yes..this.” Tony stuttered. Before he took a deep breath and looked at you.

“ I did this, because...I have done a lot of of thinking. I know I can be not the easiest to work with.” He started to say. You let out a small chuckle and he playfully glared at you, before continuing.

“ I know, I can be selfish, rude and even cold at times. I never meant to make you feel like I never appreciate anything that you do.” Tony said as he moved closer to you.

“ [Name], you do everything for me, I can’t thank you enough.” Tony said as his hand caressed your soft cheek.

Staring at him wide-eyed, through his speech, you were stunned. Never in your life would you expect Tony.. The Tony Stark, would say thank you, especially to you.

“Thank you, Tony. I really appreciate that, It makes it all worth it.” You replied sniffling to hold your tears at bay.

“ Aww, don’t cry [Name]! I know you are in the presence of pure sexiness, but there is no need to cry. “ Tony said as his usual cocky smirk graced his lips.

You laughed as tears trailed themselves down your soft cheeks. Your stomach was in pain from your laughter.

Tony smiled as he heard your laughter ring through the rooftop.

“There’s my girl! I think we should eat this food before it gets any colder, what do you say?” Tony asked holding up the bag of takeout.

Your laughter had died down, enough for you to nod you head to agree with him.

Tony took your hand and led you to the cushion that was set up in the corner, as you slipped off your sparkly heels, you tucked your legs under yourself and made yourself comfy on the massive cushion. Tony set the food down in the middle and made himself comfy next to you.

You still had one burning question, that needed to be asked.

“Hey, Tony. Not that I am not appreciative of what you have done here, I have to ask why?” You said slowly not wanting to offend him or insult anything that he obviously put a lot of work into.

“You mean the fancy dress and everything else?’” He asked, knowing you didn't want to outright say it.

“Well, I have been holding on to that dress for awhile, and never found the perfect time to give it to you. Until now that is, and just as I thought it looks amazing on you.” Tony said as he began dishing out the food.

Handing you a plate with some of the takeout on it, He began to fill his plate as well.

“Not only did I want to thank you for all the work you, but I also wanted to say something else.” Tony said as he grabbed your hand and gazed into your eyes.

“[Name], I love you. I know I can be dense, when it comes to relationships. I know I can, self-centered and I also have a one-track mind at times…” Tony rambled off.

You were stunned. ‘He loves me, he actually loves me…’ Your thoughts were racing, you couldn’t believe what you were hearing.

You looked at Tony with wide eyes, as he continued to ramble on. You knew you weren’t going to get a word in edgewise, so you went for the obvious option. Grabbing Tony by the lapels of his black suit smashed your lips against his, effectively silencing him.

Having your own eyes closed you didn’t see Tony’s widen in response, before you could pull away, you felt his hands cup your cheeks as he gently pulled you closer. After a few seconds, you both pulled back starting at each other.

“If I didn't know any better, I would say that you are blushing, Mr. Stark.” You said with a grin on your lips.

“ Looks like Tony Stark’s heart isn’t completely iron.” You said, running your fingers softly down his cheek.

“Yeah..yeah, laugh it up, Honey.” Tony laughed, leaning forward, his forehead touching yours.

“ I love you, Tony. Thank you for all of this, this is the best day ever!” You said, wrapping your arms around the warm body next to you.

Smiling as you snuggled closer to him, Tony sighed in contentment.

“ I love you, [Name], so much.” Tony replied grabbing a fluffy blanket from out of nowhere, and covered the both of you as you leaned back into the thick cushions.

The End

Extended ending:

“Hey, honey?” Tony asked looking down at you.

“Hmmm….?” You mumbled, slightly nodding off.

“You finally called me Tony! And you didn’t say it with contempt, but with love.” He said, as he cuddled more into you, as you groaned loudly.

Hi guys! I am sorry this is so late! Things have been super busy, but I have finally gotten this up! I own nothing but the plot and the collage up top. Pictures all belong to their respective owners and of course I don’t own anything Marvel.

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Wynonna Earp S3 Ep7: I Fall To Pieces (aka...you will too)

Okay, so, some are saying they think this is just a “filler” episode. I don’t think that is entirely accurate. I mean, at some point, Wynonna and Nicole would have to learn to work together. Michelle was bound to take off at some point too. I mean it is rather surprising that the cops haven’t shown up in Purgatory looking for her yet. We wanted some more of Nicole’s past and we got a doozie and we cried. Wynonna finds out the truth about Doc and she reacted just like I would have and I cried with both of them. Damn it all! This show is stressing me the hell out this season!

I swear. I try, I really do, to try to type a small recap / review. However, Wynonna Earp is one of those shows that is so well written and has such good stuff going on, that I can’t. I just can’t. I don’t want any of my readers to miss anything and to read this and say, “Okay, now I HAVE to watch the actual episode!” So, here we go folks!

We open with, ugh….Wynonna and Charlie in a firetruck trying to get in another…..well…I can’t put that word here. You know what I mean. Wynonna swears that this is going to be their last time. Yeah, right. Charlie thinks it is good stress relief and they should continue. They almost get all their clothes off and get going when two familiar voices are heard. By the way, they are in a firetruck IN THE firehouse! It is Waverly and Nicole handing out fresh coffee to the fire crew and thanking them for their service and dedication. They don’t think so fondly of Sheriff Nedley, but Nicole assures them that it will be different when she is Sheriff.

Inside the truck, they are getting dressed and Charlie remarks that he actually didn’t know Waverly and Haught were a thing. He assures Wynonna when questioned, that Purgatory Pride is his favorite event every year. She is surprised to hear they have such an event and a firetruck gets painted the rainbow colors. Charlie also says that Nicole warned him about her….how she is a hot mess. Wynonna thanks him for the uh….”Pump?” she says and Charlie replies with “That’s gross.” Wynonna tries again….”Backdraft?” and Charlie questions her “Did we do that?” “Heeeeeaaat.” Wynonna says and they kiss and fall back and her hand hits the firetruck alarm.

A very embarrassed Wynonna climbs out of the truck and everyone is there staring. She says there is nothing to see here but a grown ass woman with grown up needs simply leaving a firehouse. Because, you know, that is a totally everyday occurrence. Nicole asks if she needs a ride. “I had a ride. I need a nap.” Wynonna answers. Then admits that yes, she needs a ride. Waverly asks if her and Doc are no longer a thing. Wynonna answers curtly, “We were never a thing and I haven’t seen him in a week.”

At Kate’s house Doc is lying on the floor with Kate in front of the fireplace. He lifts his hand and suddenly jumps up as the ring of Bulshar is burning him. He runs to a vase and ….oh, my…..I see ass cheeks. His chaps are open. LOL. He takes his hand out and looks at the ring and says, “What have I done?”

The bitch of a wife (sorry…I can’t stand her…) says that the ring is rejecting him as he is now a vampire that makes him compromised. However, not to worry, because they are together forever like he wanted. Ummm…..I think YOU wanted that Kate and took advantage of the situation. Doc moves to a mirror and looks at himself, runs a hand over his chest and says, “Just like I wanted” just as his image is disappearing.

Frat boys singing it up in a jail cell at the station. Sheriff Nedley tells Wynonna that they are from the city and their party bus was confiscated. Waverly finds Jeremy asleep at his desk and wakes him up. She asks what he is doing. He has been working on trying to figure out where Bulshar might have moved his operation since they closed down the other one. Waverly thinks that is great, but that Jeremy, not even knowing what day it is, really needs a falafel and some rest.

Nicole and Wynonna are in the Sheriff’s office and are moving a bookshelf while Nedley sits at his desk. Behind the shelf is a door. “We finally get to see your sex cave?” Wynonna jokes with him. He says it is more of a closet and hands them keys. He explains that it is evidence and notes on cases that were a little on the supernatural side. Wynonna asks why he didn’t give them to Dolls. Nedley says he wasn’t sure whether to trust Dolls at first, but now he knows. They look inside and there is quite a bit of stuff.

Apparently, he has been collecting this since he became Sheriff. “It’s like Hoarders meets Storage Wars.” Wynonna jokes. It is up to Nicole and Wynonna to work together to figure out what to keep and what to burn.

Nedley checks with Nicole on how it is going getting backing from City Council on her becoming Sheriff. She complains that Bunny Loblaw won’t return any of her calls and still reigns over City Council with an iron fist. Nedley tells her that Bunny can smell fear and she needs to learn to hide that and take control of the situation. Nicole runs off to make another phone call to Bunny to set up a meeting. “Bunny’s gonna eat her for lunch.” Wynonna remarks to Nedley.

Doc is at the Earp Homestead in the barn looking for a can or container to put the ring in. He finds one and remarks that it will have to do when he hears the cocking of a rifle behind him. It is Michelle. She tells him it isn’t a good idea to go sneaking around with an armed mental patient on the loose. “I thought we were friends.” Doc remarks to her. She laughs and says that he bailed on her Christmas feast. He apologizes and says that very important had come up. He turns around and Michelle “You’re gonna make it up to me. Don’t worry. I’ll drive if you’re too tired.” She needs to leave for a while, to get out of town and to get going or she is gonna roll him for the keys.

Nicole and Wynonna start to argue about cleaning out the closet. Wynonna is sitting reading old notes and finds a picture of a “baby” Nedley when he was just starting out and had a kids with him. With Nicole getting mad because of lack of help, Wynonna rushes in with attitude and starts throwing things out as “crap” or “not crap”. Nicole goes to stop her just as she has a black weird looking mirror. They struggle over it and Wynonna lets go, making Nicole lose control of it and it falls and breaks on the ground. “Smooth move Ginger Spice. You just earned yourself seven years bad luck.” Wynonna says.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the Triangle, a small shed explodes (by the way there are creepy looking scarecrows on that fence) and a very ugly looking dude I nicknamed Mr. Fugly emerges carrying very large hedge clippers. He’s a very happy, jolly sort. If you bought that last line you have never watched this show.

Wynonna goes to the bar and meets Nedley there. He is drinking Ginger Ale. She orders her usual, a whiskey and leave the bottle. She shows him the photo she found. “It’s like your upper lip is wearing a skinny tie” she jokes with him. He looks at it and smiles. He asks how the evidence closet is going and Wynonna accuses Nicole of smashing stuff and complains what it is like trying to work with someone with a “pickle up their ass” and that the woman is all work and no play. That someday she is going to snap and chop up someone with an axe. Nedley says to go easy on Nicole and slides the picture back to Wynonna. “You two have more in common than you think” he says as he points to the little girl in the picture.

Nicole is at home trying her best to get ready for the Bunny visit. She turns her back for a second and hears someone behind her. She is startled to see Bunny is there and has let herself in. She offers to take the woman’s coat, but is told, “What. So you can rifle through the pockets?” Then she freaks when she sees Calamity Jane the cat and tells Nicole that either the cat goes or she does because she is deathly allergic. So, poor Nicole picks up the cat and runs her upstairs. Bunny takes the opportunity to look around and sees a picture of Waverly and Nicole together. She makes a face, slowly puts it down and says, “Disgusting!” as she walks away.

Michelle and Doc are at the Earp gravesite. Michelle places flowers on the grave which has both Ward’s and Willa’s name on it. Doc says he is very sorry, but Michelle says that Willa was Ward’s pet and was a spoiled brat with a mean streak. “She would have made a terrible heir.” Doc reminds her that Willa was just a child. Michelle looks at the grave and touches Willa’s name and apologizes for not being there to protect her. She suddenly gets up and walks off. Doc yells after her, asking where the hell she is going now. “Come on. I’ll tell you which way to turn.” She yells back to him. Doc begins to complain, “It’s freezing out here.” And she tells him to “Stop being such a wiener. Besides, I know you have a bottle of Tequila stashed under your seat that will get us through.”

Back at Nicole’s, poor Nicole is trying to have a nice conversation with the wicked witch of the universe. Nicole tells her that she has great plans of how to run the office more efficiently and ways to make the town safer. “Well, that is all fine and good, Deputy Haught, but my main concern is this. Randy Nedley is full of SHIT! I am so sick and tired of being kept in the dark about all the strange occurrences in Purgatory.” She goes on to say that she refuses to be lied to about what is going on “in HER town under HER nose.” Nicole asks what she means. “Well, you tell me. That is why I am here. Unless, you don’t want to be Sheriff.” She adds not to give her “that hooey” about costume parties gone out of control or escaped zoo animals. Nicole tries to say that Purgatory is a “special” place with “special” challenges.

Then Wynonna comes bursting in and says she needs to talk to Nicole for a minute. Nicole says it isn’t the right time, but Bunny smiles and says that it is in fact the perfect time because she was thinking of backing Wynonna Earp as Sheriff. Nicole can’t believe what she is hearing both her and Wynonna laugh thinking Bunny is joking, but she isn’t. She says that Wynonna is “a straight shooter and one tough bitch”

and that the Earp family is one of the original families. She calls Nicole nothing but “a fly-by-night outsider and a “little too…..different.” Nicole has heard enough and grabs Wynonna and takes her to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Wynonna is laughing “Wait until Bunny learns about Purgatory Pride!" Nicole asks what she is doing there. Wynonna says it is about her (Nicole) and Nedley. But before she goes on she reverts back to the Bunny situation. Laughing again, she says “Wait. Did Bun Buns really just say I could be….” Nicole interrupts her, “OH, no. You can NOT take that job.” “I don’t want that job.” Wynonna says. Nicole says that is good because Wynonna would have been terrible at it. She has no police training, is terrible with authority and isn’t even qualified to work at a Chipotle’s” Wynonna takes offense and says that maybe she WILL take that job and be “Sheriff Nedley 2.0” and would be Nicole’s boss.

They are still arguing when Bunny turns around and at the window is Mr. Fugly and she yells out and falls face first on the floor. Wynonna is coming out of the kitchen about to “go get stuff done” and sees Bunny on the floor. “Balls! Bunny’s dead.” She yells to Nicole. Nicole rushes out and sees Bunny there and the cat sitting on top of her. Nicole rushes over and says that Bunny is “deathly allergic” and to get her purse. “Right! Cash!” says Wynonna. Nicole yells “No, for medicine!” They dump the purse looking for an allergy medicine and find a lot more than just that. Wynonna finds Oxy and Nicole hits it out of her hand. They find one and give it to Bunny with some tea which makes Bunny cough and wake up.

They help Bunny up and out to the police cruiser. Nicole says it will be faster to use that with the sirens on. Bunny is complaining all the way. She tells them not to take her to Purgatory General as there are “too many immigrant doctors there”. Nicole just shoves her in the back of the car. She tells Wynonna to go back inside and grab Bunny’s purse. They argue over who is going to go back inside and Nicole finally says she will, but Wynonna has to be right, so she is going to. As they argue back to the front door, two of the frat boys sneak into the police car and take off. Bunny is screaming in the back seat about what is going on. Nicole runs out into the road and exclaims, “You’ve got to be freaking kidding me!” Wynonna chuckles and says, “Look who needs my help now.”

A little bit later, Nicole comes out of the house with Bunny’s stuff and finds Wynonna trying to hotwire the car. She tells her she actually has the keys and that she should actually drive because she is the cop and it would be seen as commandeering the vehicle for official police business. Wynonna says there are bigger fish to fry and shuts the door. Nicole decides she will call Waverly then.

At the station, Waverly is on the phone with Nicole. Jeremy and she are logging into the computer to track the GPS of the police car. Jeremy laughs and says that they are having some super bad luck today. “Speed it up Jagged Little Nerd.” You hear Wynonna say through the phone. Jeremy quickly locates the car, and it is parked. However, Waverly says that they need to hurry.

It seems the two stupid frat boys decided to go to a biker bar run over by revenants. They get to the police car and Bunny starts screaming at them. She tells Nicole “Get me out of here you white trash tart.” Yeah….sure helping your situation there honey. Let me get right on that. I would actually move a hell of a lot slower just to make it more amusing to myself. Nicole finds the extra key and goes to unlock the passenger side door and guess what…..it breaks. Bunny of course screams at Nicole calling her a freaking moron. Wynonna pulls her gun and aims it at Bunny who backs up, but Nicole stops her saying that the bullet could ricochet and hit Bunny. Wynonna raises her gun again thinking it is worth the risk. “OR US.” Nicole adds. Wynonna puts the gun away. Nicole wonders if they could call the fire department to come rip the door off. Wynonna thinks that is a bad idea because the fire crew would never let the Sheriff’s office live that down. Wynonna thinks their only option is to go inside and “find Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Douche” and get the original keys. They wander to the bar and peek inside.

There are quite a few demons in there. Nicole says they are outnumbered and wouldn’t want Bunny seeing them shooting anyway. Wynonna scoffs and takes off.

Along a roadside, Doc and Michelle are leaning against his car. She is working on that bottle of Tequila. She tells Doc how growing up, she couldn’t wait to join the rodeo circuit to get out of the hell hole of a town. However, she came back one August weekend, got drunk and pregnant and ended up marrying Ward Earp. “Well, he did give you three beautiful daughters” Doc remarks. Michelle says, no only two. “Waverly was Julian’s, remember?” Doc pauses then asks, “What’s it like being with an angel?” Michelle simply answers with a question. “What’s it like being with a demon?” She changes the subject in a way. She tells Doc how Julian made her feel like she didn’t have to break her spirit to be happy. That the night Waverly was born, Ward pushed Julian out of the Ghost River Triangle. Right where they were standing now. Doc asks how she knows this and she says that Bobo DelRay told her. “You talked to him?” Doc asks her. She says she did more than talk. She gave Bobo the dinner Doc refused and she gave Bobo his freedom. “Are you out of your godforsaken mind woman?!” Doc exclaims. Michelle stays calm as usual. “Yes, I think we have already established that.” Doc tells her that she has unleashed a monster. Michelle tells Doc that Bulshar is risen and it will take monsters to fight a monster. Doc reminds her that Bobo has tried to kill her own daughters multiple times and she doesn’t get to make these life or death decisions for them. “Who’s gonna stop me? You, Johnny Hank?” Michelle asks. “If necessary.” Doc says getting closer. Michelle smiles and says it looks like they are finally really talking, so ….”Here are my terms.”

At the Revenant Roadhouse bar, the two frat boys are tied up back to back sitting on the bar. The demons are trying to figure out the best way to kill them. Wynonna and Nicole manage to sneak in and almost get the keys from the one guys pocket when they are discovered. They want to kill both of them as well. However, Wynonna says to the one who seems like the leader that he seems like a sporting type. What would be the sport of “ripping Dumb and Doucher to shreds”. She says they should let the boys go and they can have a contest.

A drinking contest. If the girls win, they get to leave unharmed. If the demons win….well…..they can kill them. “You could have just offered them cash.” Nicole tells Wynonna who realizes she really didn’t think it through to the end.

Back at the station, Waverly is getting worried because neither her sister nor Nicole are answering their phone calls. Jeremy brings up a review of the events thus far. How what has happened seems spectacularly unlucky. That makes Waverly think and they rush to the office. They find the broken mirror on the floor and hope that if they put it back together it will fix the problem.

The drinking game is on at the Roadhouse. They have gone a few rounds already with shots. Wynonna takes a shot and chases with a beer. They call for another type of liquor which is gross tasting by the looks of it. They count to three and drink. The demon looks like he is about to puke. He brings up the shot he just had. Wynonna claims they have won fair and square and to uncuff them, but spills her beer bottle. The leader demon grabs it and sniffs it and says she was cheating as she was spitting her shots into the bottle every time. Nicole asks where she got that idea. “I learned it from Coyote Ugly” she says. “Oooooh! I love that movie!” says a very drunk Nicole. The demon says now he gets to break their necks and all the revenants shout. Wynonna and Nicole quickly get up, Wynonna pulls out Peacemaker and they make a run for it. They are trying to run in knee deep snow with chain handcuffs on, through the woods. Wynonna is telling Nicole to hurry up and Nicole is telling Wynonna she is too drunk to keep up.

Doc is at Kate’s house going through some of her things. He comes across some ID’s and Driver Licenses. “You’ve found my mementos.” Kate says coming into the room. Doc says they are more like souvenirs of people she has killed. Kate says that it a vulgar way of putting it. Doc says it is the truth. Kate asks if he is helping Wynonna and Doc says “In a matter of speaking.” Kate has to point out that she must be some woman if he is willing to give up one of his precious pistols as Doc wraps stuff up in a sheet. Kate thinks it is sweet that he still thinks Wynonna will still want him. “You know how your jealousy bores me” he says to her. “As you are” Kate adds. “Wynonna made me the way I am” he says and

Kate comes at him growling and bearing her teeth. Kate suddenly does her thing of turning all sweet and says, “My Henry. The greatest gunslinger that ever lived. A filthy, rotten scoundrel.” Doc slaps her hand away from his face. She adds that how sad it is all this stuff he is doing for her. For what? Doc says that she (Wynonna) thinks I can be better. “Than what?” asks Kate. It’s beneath you. Wynonna is breaking your spirit. I love you. At your worst, or even more.” Kate says as she leans in and kisses him. Doc pauses, then pulls away. “Then you should know that I am a man that does not do ultimatums or likes to choose.” Kate laughs. “You and I are linked together forever.” She challenges Doc to go see if Wynonna will welcome him back into her bed.

Back in the woods, Wynonna and Nicole run and then stop because they are arguing. Nicole thinks Wynonna needs to get her head out of her ass because she isn’t the only one who has suffered through something. Wynonna makes fun of Nicole and says in a whiny baby voice that oh, yeah, Nicole survived a massacre. She quickly makes a face saying she regrets saying it like that. Wynonna brings out her gun and Nicole yells how immature she is. The damn gun is jammed. She adds that yes, Nicole survived a massacre, but to get back to her when she is cursed. She tries to aim the gun at the chain, but it is still jammed and then an axe comes flying out of nowhere and hits a tree nearby.

They turn and find that the revenants have found them. The leader says how they are “such catty little bitches” and that they are so deep in animosity that they are basting in it which will make them tastier. Wynonna and Nicole face each other. “You be Scott.” Wynonna says. “You be Tessa.” Says Nicole and they start to fight. Peacemaker finally after a few dead clicks decides to start working and that axe comes in handy. The chain they still have on also is handy for breaking a neck. However, when they think they have them all, the leader comes from behind and grabs them and bends them over backwards under his arms. He asks if they have any last words. They say a few, but then the revenant is killed by something behind him.

It is Mr. Fugly. “You owe me a wife!” he tells them as he closes his clippers. They both decide that this is a worse situation and make a run for it.

Back at the station, Waverly is just about done taping the mirror back together. They are missing a piece she yells to Jeremy who comes flying into the room with it. They have it all back together and hope that they fixed the situation. Just then Nicole and Wynonna come running in yelling about a mountain man. “A gross, scabby mountain man!” yells Wynonna. Jeremy looks at Waverly and says it looks like that it didn’t fix it.

Mr. Fugly comes marching in. Waverly tells him to wait just a minute Gandolph but he throws her to the side. Jeremy grabs a broom and yells, “You SHALL NOT PASS!” and the guy just roars into Jeremy’s face and Jeremy tells him “Yeah, you just do you” and goes to help Waverly. He looks at Nicole and Wynonna and tells them again that they owe him a wife and to choose. Waverly hears wife and grabs Jeremy and they make their way to the office. Meanwhile, Wynonna and Nicole are trying to tell Mr. Fugly why the other would make the best wife.

In the office Waverly says that it must have been something else. They find large pieces of what seems to be an oversized garden gnome. Jeremy yells to the girls that he is a gnome, but Wynonna doesn’t see how that is helping their situation. Waverly and Jeremy take the gnome figure to the desk to use the tape to try to put it back together. Mr. Fugly gnome gets tired of the talking and yells at Wynonna and Nicole to stop talking and grabs them and lifts them up by the neck. They have to choose who is going to be his wife. Waverly says they have one more piece and it is……boobs.

It is a lady gnome! She tells Jeremy to put that piece on but Jeremy sees a lawsuit just waiting to happen. Waverly goes ahead and, wishing they had a gnome bra, tapes the last piece on and turns it towards the big guy. Lightning strikes and the figurine is in one piece. The big guy drops Nicole and Wynonna. “Monique! You are okay.” He picks her up, hugs her and walks out.

At the Earp Homestead, Doc has arrived with a car he says he found at the roadhouse with the keys still in it. Hmmmmm…looks a lot like Bunny Loblaw’s car! LOL!! Michelle looks in the sheet and sees the supplies Doc has brought her.

There is some cash and a ‘new’ ID. She remarks that she knew an outlaw would get what is needed when she needed to get out of Dodge fast. However, she refuses to take Doc’s pistol, as he might need it in the future. “Otherwise, nicely done Johnny Hank!” she tells him as she puts the stuff in the back seat. “Wish I could say the same.” Doc remarks. “Is this where you beg me to stay?” Michelle asks him. “I do NOT beg.” Doc tells her. Michelle goes off on that it seems to be her lot in life to have to leave to save those she loves. She says Doc knows what she is talking about, that he recognizes her and what she is doing. Doc answers that she is leaving and putting her family in mortal danger. Michelle says that if Julian is outside the Ghost River Triangle and if he is still there, she needs to find him. Doc says that from the moment she walked into that barn she knew he would make her leave and would help her do so. “Sometimes it takes a monster” she says to him touching his hat. He grabs her wrist. “Wynonna will be angry.” Doc says. “She won’t be angry with you. She always seems to forgive you.” Michelle replies. Doc says that she still might not escape Wynonna’s anger because she is abandoning her family for….love. “Oh. Like I am gonna let a vampire lecture me on love.” Michelle quips as she gets into the car and leaves. Okay…..how the hell did Michelle find out?

At the station, Wynonna is startled to find Bunny standing at the counter. She claims it was only a “fancy faint”. “Yeah, the cat made a bed in your ass crack.” Wynonna remarks. Bunny tells her that the doctors say she is as healthy as an ox. “And the cankles to go with it.” Another wonderful remark by Wynonna. Well, Bunny says that she is there to let Officer Haught know that despite that day’s events, she will NOT be getting her support for Sheriff. Wynonna drops what she was holding and goes over to Bunny. She says that despite her best interests, Nicole did what was right. She always does what is right and that is someone who should be Sheriff. She reminds Bunny who saved her life that day. “Perhaps. But she does not belong here in Purgatory. She is not our…..people.” Bunny says with her nose in the air. “Are you a xenophobe or a homophobe?” Wynonna asks her. “Why….pick….just….one?” the bitch replies. Bunny tries to leave, but Wynonna stops her and grabs her wrist. She tells Bunny that they should talk about what really happened today……what she saw. Bunny tells her that it was all a dream…..a very bad dream. Wynonna informs her that in fact it wasn’t a dream. That she really doesn’t want to know all those little secrets that Nedley has been trying to hide or cover over, because that monster she saw today was just the very tip of the iceberg. Wynonna threatens Bunny saying that if she doesn’t back Nicole for Sheriff, she will personally bring that monster and all his demon friends right to her house. Bunny thinks she is bluffing, but Wynonna assures her she is not. Bunny leaves, claiming she needs to go to church.

Wynonna turns and sees Nicole standing in the doorway. She has heard pretty much all of it and thanks Wynonna and offers her a beer. It seems she can now hear space and time with this hangover. Wynonna is shocked about having a beer at work. Nicole laughs and says that some rules are meant to be broken sometimes. Nicole calls a truce, but Wynonna calls it a win.

Wynonna tells Nicole that she used to think Nicole was an outsider too and that she would freak out and leave and Waverly would have a broken heart. Nicole assures her that she loves Waverly. Actually, she loves Wynonna too (not in the same way of course) and that she is often jealous of Wynonna for being….well….Wynonna. “You’re staked to this land, same as me.” Wynonna tells her and shows her the picture of young Nedley and Nicole.

Nicole goes and finds Nedley in his office. She hands him the picture. “You were so damned scared. But still so damned tough.” He tells her. He tells her that somehow she managed to get into a canoe to safety and he found her down river. “You’re the one.” Nicole says quietly. Nedley just says that he kept an eye on her afterwards and what kind of parents let a six year old go to a music festival in the woods. Nicole smiles and says her parents were nothing but selfish and that they don’t talk anymore. Nedley asks if it is because of who she is. “Yeah, a cop” Nicole says. Nedley tells her that when he heard she had joined the police academy, he couldn’t resist offering up the post. Nicole says when she saw the post, she knew she had to take it and that is where she was meant to be. “Everything good I have in my life now, is because I came back to the Ghost River Triangle.” Nicole says with tears in her eyes. Nedley pauses and looks at her. “You’re like a daughter….to me.” He replies.

Nicole starts to cry and gives him a big hug. He has tears in his eyes too. “Thank you. You are a tough act to follow.” Nicole tells him. Nedley just looks at her and says, “I’m not going anywhere. Not if you really need me. Congratulations Sheriff Haught. You’ve earned it.”

Wynonna returns home to find Waverly at the table crying and holding a letter. “She’s gone.” Waverly tells her sister. “She’s gone to try to find Julian.” Waverly gets up and Wynonna holds her little sister.

Waverly cries and says that they had just had a wonderful Christmas together and it was so nice. Wynonna tells her that they can spend their entire lives trying to figure out why that woman does what she does….and they have. Wynonna is facing the table and sees there is a letter from Momma just for her.

Wynonna has read the letter and is headed outside. She stops short on the porch, startled to see Doc standing in front yard.

“Good evening” Doc says with a tip of his hat. He comes up onto the porch. “I come bearing gifts” he says, handing Wynonna a handkerchief with something in it. Wynonna opens it and is surprised to see Bulshar’s ring. Doc tells her it should protect her in the upcoming battle. Wynonna asks him how he got it as Nicole was the last one to have it.

“Details are a little foggy. You know how I like to day drink” he tells her. “Why don’t you keep it?” Wynonna asks. “Anyone ever tell you not to look a gift horse in the mouth?” Doc replies not really giving a definite answer.

Wynonna changes the subject. “Did you spend the day with my mother?”

“Well, she essentially treated me like her Ober.” Doc says

“Uber.” Wynonna corrects him.

“What she told me may require some explanation.” Doc says to Wynonna coming forward.

“She thought so too” as she looks at the letter and Doc reaches for it, she pulls away. “Lemme just read it to you. ‘Dear Wynonna, Don’t trust Doc Holliday. He is not what he says he is.’” Wynonna looks at Doc after each sentence.

“Did she also say she set Bobo free from the well?” Doc asks, clearly trying to steer clear of where this conversation is going.

“She does love to burn a place down before she runs.” Wynonna says, not really acknowledging the Bobo being free thing.

“The recklessness of her actions- I do not see how she could remain here and keep you safe.” Doc says, once again trying to steer the conversation away from the inevitable.

“Just tell me what you did.” Wynonna demands straight faced, not losing eye contact with Doc.

Doc’s face at this point is pure fear. His eyes are wide as he looks at Wynonna.

“Who are you?” Wynonna asks him when he doesn’t answer about what he did.

“Who I’ve always been.” Doc says with a hint of pleading in his voice.

“Don’t talk to me in riddles!” Wynonna says raising her voice and getting frustrated.

“How should I talk to you then?” Doc asks her

“Like you give a shit about me!” she yells at him.

Then it really starts…..

“YOU refused ME!” Doc hisses at her. Wynonna slaps his face. Well, Wynonna THAT IS TRUE.

“Wynonna, I DO care….” Doc says, but gets another slap across his face from Wynonna before he could continue.

Doc gets closer to her. “You are runnin’ out of road woman!” You can see his eyes starting to water. More likely from the emotions running raw than the slaps.

“Tell me what you are.” Wynonna demands. Doc doesn’t answer.

Wynonna slaps him a third time and this time the vampire anger emerges. His eyes glowing and his teeth bared and a deep growl. He suddenly stops himself, covers his mouth as he calms down and backs up away from her.

“Kate. You let her do this?” Wynonna asks. Doc has visible tears in his eyes. “She had you.” Wynonna adds.

“It was the only way.” Doc says……a lame excuse.

“What about us? What about….ALICE?” Wynonna asks him now crying herself. “What would our daughter say if she knew her father sold his soul?!” Wynonna demands of him, digging the knife deeper.

“You, of all people, should understand the sacrifices that have been made.” Doc says. Again….not a great excuse dude.

“You wanted your immortality that badly, you…..selfish asshole?!!” Wynonna screams at him tears streaming down her face.

“You watch your mouth!” Doc yells, coming at her again without the vampire face. Again, he quickly recedes realizing he snapped again.

“BITE ME.” Wynonna says right in his face.

She starts to back towards the door. “There are some…..advantages…..to you being a vampire” she says to him. Doc, tears in his eyes, shakes his head. He knows what she is getting at. “John Henry Holliday, you’re not welcome in my home anymore.” Wynonna says…sealing his fate of being able to step foot inside the house ever again.

Doc, tears running down his face, tries to plead with her. “Don’t do this.”

Wynonna turns and opens the door. “No, YOU did this” she says as she steps inside and shuts the door.

Wynonna takes a few steps inside and stops. She is totally stunned by this, but most of all her heart is broken.

Okay….I am crying. My heart is broken. I love Doc and wish he and Wynonna would work this out. I keep praying that maybe the vampirism is reversible somehow, but unlikely. This final outcome is BOTH of their faults. Wynonna….I mean come on! You keep pushing away a man you love over and over again because you are afraid and don’t think you deserve him. His wife is back in the picture. Where the hell do you think he was going to go if he felt you didn’t want him? You were busy screwing Charlie to try to forget your feelings! However, Charlie is reversible. He can be pushed out of the picture. Whereas Doc……Doc, you were selfish as hell. You have always worried about losing your immortality. Even if your tuberculosis is returning, it can be cured in this day and age. You don’t run to your wife and the second thing your do (first thing was sleeping with her) is fall for her bullshit and let her turn you. Wynonna reacted just like I would have.

We don’t have too many episodes left, so this is going to stress me the hell out the rest of the season isn’t it?

Please….Please tell me what your thoughts are on this episode and the whole Doc / Wynonna dynamic!

#Wynonna Earp #WynonnaEarp #Melanie Scrofano #Dominique Provost-Chalkley #Tim Rozon #Purgatory #Waverly Earp #Doc Holliday

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ask-dr-knockout · 7 years ago

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It may not be cute transformers plush but I’m admittedly most proud of this today!

I reorganized my closet while cleaning my room and the house!

I also consolidated and bagged 3 trashbags full of cloths for other family to go through for their kids and/or charity soon after!

It’s nice to do this as alot of this stuff I had just didn’t fit but was in great condition or was just clothing I didn’t wear anymore.

Hopefully it will help others and serve them well as it did me! :D

Going through everything tho lol I can’t help but laugh. I think I have an outfit for every occasion even after the purge.

I Definitely have an affinity for bright color paterns and styles that make a statement but frame my build/ curves appropriately.

Aka I’m kinda curvy in dem hips so I wear longer cut tops to cut lower on the hips and excentuate a high narrow hourglass waist.

Lol I also wear the 🌈!!! My wardrobe is organizes by color and styles! the shoes are on tier by function and use.

Its not just because I love to dress nice that I did this. it’s also because every week night before I go to work the next morning I pick out and arrange what I’m going to wear that next day.

Basically to have things organized so I can find and pair new outfits together more efectlively to save time.

It’s really nice having your cloths already laid out when you wake up early and are brain groggy. Everything is done for you, already picked out right down to your choice of earrings! Makes it easier to start the day on the right foot! ;)

#mun #clothing #cloths #closet #organization #knockout keeps a clean medical bay what can i say #spring cleaning #knockout #starscream isn't the only one with heelz yo #;)

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sindrafalcone · 7 years ago

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Two Down, Three to Go...

Fandom: BIGBANG/ Choi Seung Hyun

Warnings: Random, rambling fluffiness... Also, if you haven’t read my Nannyverse epic, you’re going to be confused by this. lol

Author’s Note: So... I woke up with a Nannyverse drabble in my head. Inspired by YB’s wedding and a quote from the 1995 remake of Sabrina. (aka. my fave romantic movie) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This story contains fictional representations of real people. None of the events are true. This is from an American standpoint, so some of the situations may not happen the same way they might in Korea. I make no money from the writing of this fictional work.

You sighed as you climbed the stairs up to your room. You felt so tired, but it was a good sort of tired. The kind of tired that only came from a long day of emotions and fun times.

Once you had the bedroom door open, you immediately sank down onto the bed, pulling a foot into your lap and massaging it gently. Your husband shrugged out of his suit jacket as he walked in & draped it over the arm of the chair in the corner.

“Everything okay, gongju-nim?” Seung Hyun asked as he turned so he could see you.

You looked up to see him, already taking out his cuff links, and you couldn't help but smile. “I'm fine. Just tired.”

He returned your smile, setting his cuff links down on the dresser & then loosening his tie. “I know what you mean. It's been a long time since we've partied like that.”

“Yeah, well... having twins tends to put a damper on your social life.” you told him with a laugh.

“I'm going to go take a shower.” he said, unbuttoning his shirt. “Care to join me?”

You thought about it... you really did. But right now, you were just too tired. So, you stood up and tried to reach the zipper in the back of your dress as you talked. “I think I'll wait until in the morning. Your mom isn't bringing the kids back until noon. That gives me plenty of time.”

“Here...” Seung Hyun rumbled, placing his hands on your shoulders and turning you around. “Let me help you with that.”

He reached out, carefully brushing your hair to the side before taking the zipper in his long fingers, slowly sliding it down with one hand, while the fingertips of his other hand trailed down your spine in it's wake, sending shivers through your body.

“There...” he said huskily, once he was finished.

“Thanks.” you all but whimpered.

“Any time, _________-ah.”

You watched, breathless, as he all but swaggered into the adjacent bathroom. 'Cocky bastard.' you thought to yourself. Although... you had to admit, he had every right to be. Just one look from him, one suggestion, one touch... and you were like clay in a potters hands, willing and ready to be molded into an exquisite masterpiece.

You quickly changed out of your dress, hanging it carefully in the back of the closet with all the other things you needed to have dry cleaned. Once you had pajamas on, you sat back down on your side of the bed & reached over to the nightstand. You slid open the bottom drawer & rummaged around until you found what you were looking for.

When you had the small, leather bound album in your hands you sat back against the pillows and opened it up. One by one you flipped through the pictures of your own wedding day & you felt your smile grow wider and wider with each passing photo.

There were pictures of your goofball, walking you down the aisle while singing. Pictures of your actual wedding ceremony, of you and Seung Hyun exchanging vows while your bothers looked on, happy tears in their eyes. And the picture of you and Seung Hyun feeding each other cake made you give a watery chuckle. That one was a little blurry, Jiyong had taken it with his phone & sent it to you. But, you loved it so much that you'd had it printed so you could put it in with the others.

You smiled, knowing that there was another photo in your own phone that you'd have to have printed and added to the album. Taken earlier today... Youngbae's wedding day. You sighed at the thought of the photograph you'd had taken. All 7 of you, smiling happily into the camera.

Yes, seven... now there were seven of you. And, one day, you hoped there would eventually be ten. Today, you gained a sister and, sooner or later, you'd get three more. The idea made you absolutely giddy with excitement. You loved your brothers with all your heart, but there was a certain appeal to having sisters as well.

You envisioned yourself going shopping with them, or to the spa & commiserating over the trials that came with being the wife of an idol. You thought about your children being able to play together. And, of course, you shared your husbands vision of future Big Bang family vacations.

Today had brought a lot of emotions to the surface that you weren't really prepared to feel again. Memories of your own wedding had flooded your mind as you'd watched the ceremony. In fact, it had been a lot like yours. Small, simple and full of love. Everything had been fine until Seung Hyun reached over and took your hand in his, giving it a gentle, loving squeeze. Then the tears had started. You were just so happy, so full of love, you could scarcely believe that this was actually your life.

You were snapped out of your reverie by the bed dipping down beside you.

“Wedding pictures?” Seung Hyun asked, scooting closer so he could look as well.

“Yeah...” you sighed. “Today just got me feeling...”

“Nostalgic?”

You nodded, fingers trailing across the pages of the photo album.

“Do you regret not being able to have a big party?” he asked, a touch of sadness in his voice.

“No... what we had was perfect for us.” you set the album down on the nightstand & slid closer to Seung Hyun, cuddling into his side. You inhaled deeply, a combination of his body wash, clean pajamas and something that was uniquely your husband invading your senses.

“We could have a big anniversary party. Maybe at 10 years?” he asked, leaning down to kiss your forehead softly.

“Sounds like a date.” you smiled, eyes already drifting closed now that you were secure in his arms.

“Sleep well, gognju-nim.” Seung Hyun breathed quietly against your hair. “Your prince has got you.”

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idealisticrealism · 7 years ago

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Blindspot 3x03 recap

(Aka the Patterson and Rich show lol)

AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

I LOVED this episode. Cute Jeller, supportive team, and of course, PATTERSON AND RICH BEING KICKASS BESTIES. Can the whole season be just like this ep bc good lord it is totally up there with my fave eps of this show ever and ugh I just loved it so much guys

Which in a way is kind of a bad thing because it means this review is gonna take me like 6 hours on account of all the screaming, but ah well. Worth it.

And to the lovely Anon-- I may very possibly struggle to do these from now on due to my travelling, but I’ll try my best to keep them happening if I can. Thankfully none of the other people in my hostel dorm here in Madrid have minded my hectic late-night typing for the last couple of hours lol...

Anyhow, more gushing below the cut.

Ugh look at this. Our babies are dressed all fancy and having drinks and it’s kinda reminiscent of 1x09 except this time instead of just alluding to their interest in each other, Weller is BLATANTLY HITTING ON JANE, his WIFE, who he is MARRIED TO, and ugh it’s simultaneously delightful and almost nauseating haha. Zapata and Reade definitely agree with the nauseating part, because they’re stuck in the surveillance van being forced to listen to every word. Oh, kids. As the child of two people that love to make jokes about their sex life just to gross me out, I totally understand your pain right now. Lbr tho they probably kind of missed this. And lol I love that Jane giggles and apologises while shooting heart-eyes at Weller. You two are the worst. I actually didn’t expect this scene so early but I’m totally into it. And so Jeller keep an eye on the suspect and his daughter/wife, while Tasha works her hacking skills and hacks his computer. Also awww her cousin asked for Patterson’s autograph, that is so cute and I now love her cousin. I love that Patterson is now super rich and kinda a celeb lol. Hahaha I love that Jane delays the guy by telling him she loves his charity work and then literally like 10 secs later the team is into his files and Weller is arresting him. That would have had to feel kinda like an abrupt turnabout lol

Aww Zapata is checking in on Patterson and making sure she’s okay D: I love these ladies supporting each other. But in what sounds like depressing deja vu of both of the previous seasons, Patterson insists she’s fine to be there. Also her puzzle solving skills clearly haven’t suffered-- she figured out that random specks on Jane’s back could be translated onto a grid and brought together to form words? Dude. Tbh I like that the show gives us a brief explanation of how things were cracked without putting any pressure on us viewers-- we get to just smile and nod and be like ‘yep, sounds legit’ and then move on haha. Now Aunty Hirst has rocked up to hear the deets, considering their suspect is a big fish. And basically there’s some evidence that he caused a train to derail which was previously called in as an anonymous tip, and which made him super rich due to something to do with stocks. Can you tell I have very little understanding of the stock market lol, which tbh is kinda unfortunate considering my father keeps wanting me to invest haha.

Oooh Patterson goes to Reade bc she’s been investigating Stuart’s murder on her own despite there already being a team on it, and she tells him that Stuart had a Siri/google home/Alexa equivalent thing and that she thinks the thing recorded his murder, since they’re sneakily recording everything. Makes you worry about Siri and Alexa, doesn’t it… Anyway she wants Reade to go demand the recording from the company before it’s deleted within 72hrs. Go Reade go! Meanwhile Patterson goes to talk to their suspect’s lawyer, and walks in to find her playing Wizardville. I love that she knows exactly which part she’s at just by hearing the sound effects. Ugh you giant nerd I love you so much. When Jeller show up a minute later (maybe held up in the locker room because of… activities…) lawyer lady insists that the emails are planted by a hacker group who is targeting her client. Lol “Mr Lowie can afford better specialists than the FBI has. No offense”/”Offense taken”. Damn right, Patterson, none of those specialists could hold a candle to you. But uh oh, the lawyer mentioned the hacker group-- the three blind mice-- and Patterson suddenly got all shifty. What do you know that you’re not telling, honey??? Also the lawyer lady is threatening them with a very large lawsuit which is bound to make all of this a little awkward….

RIIIICHHH. God I will never get over the delight of seeing him appear in an episode. Patterson visits him in his office, which is literally just a room for cleaning supplies, and she turns on a radio jammer which has him spitting coffee (if that is coffee) out of his ‘best daddy ever’ mug. So either he stole the mug from Weller or someone, or it’s alluding to a weird sex thing. You never know with Rich. (Yes you do; it’s usually the weird sex thing). Ugh and when she demands to know if he hacked into the suspect’s server he’s all “What?? No?? Who??” and god I just love his FACE. Ennis how do you do this??? God. And then ugh he promises her he’s not lying and ugh I believe it. And then she tells him the tatt points to the 3BM and that the FBI are gonna try to track them down and ugh you can see the ‘oh shit’ on his face. I just love the way these two interact, like they’re legit real friends?? Ugh my babies. I adore Jeller and all, but tbh this is my favourite duo on the show rn. And now Weller wants to see them both and they’re both like ‘oh shit’ lol. And then lol he totally ignores ‘ladies first’ and calls Weller mademoiselle and you can hear that he’s nervous and aaahhhh his joke about the 3 blind mice from the nursery rhyme and then insisting he’s a crime fighter now and I just love him so muuuchhhh and this whole time he and Patterson are both half shitting themselves and ugh I feel like he’s using his ridiculousness to keep attention on him and not Patterson bc she doesn’t like lying to her team and ughhhh they’re such broooos. And Hirst appears to tell them all that they need to catch the 3BM asap because the emails were planted and their dude might sue, and to which Rich suggests a simple ‘I was wrong’ to patch things up lollll. And then Hirst has a picture of the 3BM and Patterson and Rich are all !!!!!!!!! and then it turns out it’s a person in a mouse mask and they’re so relieved lol. Also dude after Patterson, i love Rich’s dynamic with Jane the most. She’s basically like his long-suffering mom hahaha. Back in the closet, Patterson’s freaking out and wants to come clean but he’s all ‘how about no’ lol. Also he says that they dropped out because ‘someone thought it was getting too dangerous’ and he points to her but then jabs his thumb toward himself as he’s speaking and now I’m confused?? Which one wanted to bail?? (Probably Patterson lbr). Ughhhh by the sound of it they were such little Robin Hoods, and ugh I NEED the spinoff about this whole partnership over the last 2 years ughhhhhhh. And hahaha omg “so we make it a little harder for them, if you catch my drift”/”by obstructing justice??”/”drift caught.” UGHHHHH GIVE ME THE SPINOFF. GIVE IT TO ME. I will sell my soul for this I stg.

Meanwhile awww Reade is honouring Patterson’s request and talking to a representative from the kinga company about the recordings, and when she tries to deny it he and Zapata totally roll their eyes at each other haha. These bros. And then she’s texting his gf which feels a little weird, and also she says they hung out ‘last weekend’ but uh wasn’t stuart’s murder less than 72hr ago, and so all the events of last ep including Zapata meeting the gf happened then as well (that did happen in 3x02 right?)? Maybe that was friday and this is monday and she meant to say ‘on the weekend’? Also “You better put a ring on that before I do” LOL I love it. I’m sure it’s just a joking comment but dude could Zapata be bi? Because I would totally be down for that. I like Zapata being friends with Reade’s gf and encouraging them as a couple, since I want Reade and Zapata to remain just bros. I seriously miss Reade/Sarah though. Lbr I’m still totally bitter about that one, Gero.

Patterson found the person in the mouse mask by creating a ‘biometric map’ of the person from the video and using ‘gait recognition’?? Mmmmmkay, sure, I’ll roll with it. Nice little mention of Patterson’s NSA access, though. The woman they find has a bunch of dating profiles and works for Nerd Herd (awww a Chuck reference, I’m so happy) which makes Rich pity her, but uh dude don’t you know she was Miss United States?? And she’s besties with Sandra Bullock, so she’s doing just fine. And ugh when Rich says that they tracked her location, Jane actually praises him and ughhhh look at that parental approval he’s getting, I’m so happy for him. And then haha Hirst wants both Patterson and Rich in on the interrogation and ugh you can just see my poor Patterson getting more and more tightly wound lol can someone just give her a hug before she explodes? Preferably Rich giving her a slightly stilted but genuinely sincere hug. I want it. Nope, need it. Also looks like Jeller now have nothing on their schedule…. time for another locker room rendezvous perhaps?

Lollll their suspect has said like two lines and all I hear is Miss Rhode Island… also she looks so cute in her lil Nerd Herd outfit. I wonder if she ever met Chuck? I mean she’s based on the other side of the country, but still… what if she trained under him over in Burbank before moving to NYC? Anyhow she gushes about how famous the 3BM are and both Rich and Patterson are looking SO UNCOMFORTABLE in their own ways and I’m loving it. Also ugh Hirst’s soft southern accent is so soothing. Could she narrate audiobooks or something bc I would legit buy all of them. Although rn she’s describing bad stuff that the 3BM did and that doesn’t feel right, but then Kathy decides the jig is up and explains how each of those things was actually them helping people/semi-saving the world. Also man this actress is amazing in how she can sound simultaneously kinda deranged but also kinda sweet?? I just want to protect her and her adorable lil face haha. Lol at Rich and Patterson exchanging looks across the room the whole time she’s talking. Subtle, guys. And Rich’s face when she says that the three of them are still best friends?? Maybe he’s starting to think Patterson was right to have made them both cut ties with this wacko. But duuuude why are you so vain, you literally just let her goad you into revealing yourself as one of her former partners. But still, “Oh so by ‘pretty close’, do you mean 100% correct, or?” ughhhh I love the sass. And then Kathy mentions people being in danger and it draws Patterson over, putting all three of the blind mice at the same table for the first time in a year.... And also ever, when you think about it. Also turns out that the wealthy guy might be planning to blow something up to earn money from stocks like he did last time or something, which prompts Patterson to admit to Rich that she has backdoor access into every phone that downloaded her app. Firstly, wow, glad that power is in the hands of one of the good guys. Secondly, that’s a huge show of trust to tell him that, knowing that he could then steal her phone or something and use the access for his own gain. Ugh these bros!! Lol I do love that he gets carried away with thoughts of Hirst’s browser history tho haha. But anyhow by hacking the lawyer’s phone she figured out where the attack was planned to happen, and aawwwww Rich immediately wants to head to tell the team and Patterson is the one holding back. Also LOL: “Hey Gary.” “His name’s Gary? I’ve been calling him Rick…” ugh how is his every line just SO GOOD? I love the thought that he talks to their coworkers as well, probably talks the ear off of anyone who happens to come near him lol. Ugh my baby just wants to be loveddddd. I love the bickering-siblings thing they’ve got going on though, and “Well now who’s obstructing justice??” ahhahaha. Seriously who do I have to bribe to get the show with just these two? And then when she suddenly decides that they need to come clean, he’s all ‘woah no no, gross’ lollll. And then he has a little lightbulb moment about how to solve their problem-- a ridiculous and very conveniently timed anonymous tip lol. Well, tbh the team never really cares HOW Patterson managed to get their intel, only that she gives them stuff they can use/excuses to go beat people up. Aww but Weller trusts his lil team and acts immediately on their intel, prepared to take the fall for it if it turns out to be a dud. He’s very martyr-ish lately, I feel-- but I guess maybe he just feels invincible now that his wifey is back in his lifey?

Turns out the ‘tip’ is legit, and Jeller find our baddies, proceeding to beat the hell out of them in true Jeller fashion. There’s also a bomb, because of course there is, and Rich makes a suggestion only to be smacked down by Patterson and is properly apologetic haha. Jane then actually takes his advice, using the sped-up clock to convince the baddie to disarm the bomb, then takes him out and shoots the guy grappling with Weller by firing through a bottle of oil or something. Nice. She really is a woman of endless talents, a fact that Weller very much benefits from, both in the field and… elsewhere haha. Also Sully’s accent has dropped at least twice in this ep already, someone must be tired lol. Anyway back at the office, Aunty Hirst drops by to tell them all how proud she is. Also I want to marry the way she says ‘Lowie’. It’s just so damn cute. She then tells everyone to go home, and Rich and Patterson have a quiet little celebratory fist-bump (which they have clearly done before AAAHHHHHHH) over the 3BM investigation appearing to be closed. God they’re the cutest.

Oh yeah, forgot about Reade and Zapata for a minute there, too distracted by the other show-stealing partnership haha. They’re putting heavy pressure on the boss lady at Kinga, and I love that she calls him ‘sir’ and that he’s so firm and authoritative with her. This seems more like a true AD of the FBI! And you know Zapata’s pretty impressed too haha. Well done, Reade.

Loll Patterson and Rich meeting in a deserted parking lot and Rich stepping in a puddle and then both of them realising that neither of them actually sent the message that they received. Tbh I just love that each of them got a message from the other telling them to come to a random parking lot in the middle of the night and they both came?? Without question?? Ugghhhhhhh have I mentioned lately that I love them. Also what’s Rich’s sitch at the safe house? Does he have a team watching him that he had to evade to get here, or? And lol she calls him dumbwad and everything is so cute and fun and then RICH GETS SHOT IN THE CHEST. Ngl, I gasped far louder in this moment than I even knew I was capable of. There was a split second of sheer, unadulterated panic before I remembered he’s going to be returning for multiple eps throughout the season and therefore has to be okay. But good lord that one second was an awful experience. I swear to god, if they do ever kill Rich then I’m out. I will walk away from this show, Gero, don’t think I won’t! And ugh the shock and horror on Patterson’s face-- for all he drives her crazy, he’s literally one of her best friends, and she’s already lost enough people around her. And then Kathy appears and even though she assures them (and us) that they’re just beanbag rounds, it’s still freaky as hell to see her shooting them both with a shotgun at point-blank range. My poor babies… Aaaand then they wake in a Saw-esque setting and ugh he pokes her so gently to wake her and they’re so cute when they’re kidnapped. Sounds like it’s a semi-regular occurrence for Rich, whose main concern is that he doesn’t get to be kidnapped anywhere fun lol. Aw, is someone using humour to make their friend feel less scared? “And not the good kind of dungeon” haha. And then he goes for the door and she tries to stop him but too late, he gets zapped by a shock collar and lol my poor baby. “Oh my god, she’s gonna make us play the hunger games, isn’t she??” Which tbh would be pretty interesting between these two. I’m tempted to bet on Patterson as the winner, but then again, the first time we met Rich he did shoot a guy in the chest and was going to have Jeller killed as well, so tbh I think he shouldn’t be underestimated. But ugh it’s so cute that Patterson is desperately trying to get his collar off rather than her own, and then suddenly heeeeeeeere’s Kathy! Who is holding the collar remote threateningly in one hand while sweetly offering them snacks at the same time lol. Sh figured out it was them because of Rich showing off in interrogation and Patterson saying ‘opposite, opposite’ which I did think was a bit of a weird phrase to use lol. And ahhh Patterson calls him Rich and Kathy suddenly goes into Rich DotCom fangirl mode, and tbh I feel you on that one, sister. I would react the same. But now she’s ranting about them being brainwashed by the feds (lol at Rich telling Patterson that she did just sound like weller, awwww) and that she’s ‘saving’ them haha. Then suddenly she whips out a to-do list of hack-tivities, but instead of Robin Hood stuff, it’s more Sherriff of Nottingham stuff this time. Their arguments don’t work, which means it’s hack or zap….

Weller texts Patterson about dinner; everyone’s gathered at his and Jane’s place having drinks and hanging out and ugh they’re all so cute. And Jeller are so casually touchy and he calls her ‘my love’ and I’m seriously caught between finding that corny and super cute. Maybe both. Zapata’s playing Wizardville, which apparently Jane does too, and then they realise Reade must as well and lol Zapata’s innocent little ‘Reade?’ is so CUTE. Weller’s all “You too??” and yeppp, Sully has apparently forgotten what an American accent is haha. Oh well. I love that he goes and snuggles with Jane on the couch (aaawwwww) as they watch Zapata and Reade bicker like it’s a spectator sport hahaha. I love the sassiness omg.

Meanwhile Rich is perfecting his mime-in-a-box routine as he tries to figure out any gaps in their electric prison, and tbh that’s actually pretty brave? He probably got zapped at least a few times doing that. Patterson is trying to figure out how to get word back to the team, but Rich tells her that the only way they’ll get out of this is to go along with Kathy’s plan, because he has ‘a lot of experience with psychotic women who desire him sexually’ and lol at the disgust and annoyance on Patterson’s face and her “What is your point.” Yep, those are siblings right there.

The team are still being cute when Weller gets an email from Patterson saying she’s having dinner with Rich instead, but Zapata notices that it’s signed with her first name, WHICH NONE OF THEM ACTUALLY MENTION. TELL US THE DAMN NAME, YOU JERKS. So I guess that means that Patterson sneakily sent an email when Kathy wasn’t looking? I think that’s what they’re getting at, rather than Kathy covering her tracks by sending that to Weller so he won’t be concerned when Patterson doesn’t show up for dinner. I feel like Patterson totally has the skills to pull that off right under someone’s nose...

Back in the dungeon, the dynamic duo have picked some of the less harmful hacks to start with, including revealing some politician guy as a sex fiend (no surprises there), and Kathy gushes that watching them hack is like watching Picasso paint the Mona Lisa and lolll you can see Rich’s eyes narrow and he really wants to correct her but Patterson is already telling her to let them go, but nope Kathy wants them to crash Lowie’s private jet now, and wow she really seems to have it in for this guy. Also is it even possible to remotely crash a plane? But ohhhhhh crap, Kathy’s brother died in the train crash that Lowie caused. Well, that explains that. She tried to hand them the evidence to put him away, but now she’s taking matters into her own (or the 3 Blind Mice’s) hands. And Rich kinda seems to side with her a little bit after this revelation, causing Patterson to shoot him a look of betrayal and Kathy to beam at him. Oh man I really hope this is a ploy. Ugh Patterson is basically pleading with him not to help Kathy, to stay on their team, the good guy team, and then Kathy zaps her and ugh he’s immediately on his feet but knows he can’t do anything. He has to roll with this if he’s to save either of them and ugh I love himmmmm???

The team is at the office, trying to track down their missing buddies. Again Zapata is the one to see the clue-- the IP address the email came from is in antarctica, just like Kathy’s earlier hacks. They discover Kathy got out on bail, and then that both Patterson and Rich’s cars were found in Brooklyn. I love that they all practically run for the exit. I wonder if they’re remembering the last time Patterson was kidnapped, aka the only unlikable episode of season one?? Better hurry team, go save them! And lol conveniently they find out every place she’s ever worked and one of those happens to be an old zoo, and therefore a nice private place to keep prisoners. How lucky for them….

Poor Patterson is bound and gagged and tries to cry “Rich, no!” as he successfully hacks the jet and sets it on its collision course with the ocean. Or its fake collision course, I hope. And ugh then he and Kathy are dining together and okay why does she respond ‘kinda’ when he asks if it’s foie gras? Is she pulling a Hannibal Lecter rn??? Also I love the little red glow of the collar through his napkin lol. And then there’s a perimeter breach and Kathy is starting to freak out and so checks on the plane, only to see that it landed safely and Patterson looks at Rich in shock and HE WINKS AT HER. Look at my baby all grown up and fighting on the side of good with his lil FBI family who he lovessssss. Ughhh save me. And then omg she flips out and literally smashes the wine bottle over his head and I gasped super loud again bc do you know how hard those things are???? Ugh both Patterson and I are so worried for our bestie Rich, but meanwhile Kathy hacks the team’s car and tries to crash them?? I love their super synchronized dives out of the car lol. And then omg she literally sets everything on fire while crying over their ruined friendship hahahaha. Tbh I’d be pretty devastated if Patterson and Rich didn’t want to be friends with me too lol…. And then omgggg she is literally about to shoot Rich and Patterson tackles her, saving his life and causing herself to be electrocuted. THAT IS FAMILY RIGHT THERE. I hope Rich someday acknowledges what she did for him just then, bc ugh it was everythinggggg. Thankfully the team is there and Reade is clever enough to order Jane to find a fusebox. I love the tasks each of the team takes-- Jane cuts the power, saving Patterson, Reade arrests Kathy, Weller helps Patterson up and is checking her over all concerned, and Zapata FLICKS RICH until he comes around hahahaha. “He’s fine” lol. I love that she’s all blase about it but they would have been genuinely upset if he was seriously injured. Pretend all you like, I know you care!!

Back at base, the rest of the team calls Rich and Patterson into the conference room to tell them that Hirst wants the other mice caught, but Kathy is refusing to give up names (‘she’s a mouse, not a rat’ hahahaha), and when Reade asks why she kidnapped them, Patterson answers that she was a huge Rich DotCom fangirl, which is technically a true statement. Rich says he didn’t know that was even a thing, which is a completely untrue statement haha. And then Reade says how lucky it is that there’s no evidence whatsoever to point to who the other two are because if he knew who they were he would have to prosecute them and ugh the team has clearly agreed that this is a ‘what happens in the team stays in the team’ situation and then even literally discuss how these tattoos are about them as a group, that Roman wants to expose their secrets specifically. But they have no idea why. (Punishing Jane, no?)

Naw look at this domestic Jeller. Jane is cooking her implausible vegan lasagne, and then Kurt tells her he loves her like ten times, which is super cute but still in an Australian accent!! Sully, c’mon, lol. But ugh he runs to the shower and wants her to join and lord I do love me some established relationship… but then of course lil bro has to call and cockblock, and ugh poor Jane is so upset about how things are between them but he’s all ‘grrrrrr must punish you for making me sad grrrrrrr’ and sigh I look forward to a little bit of character growth on his part lol

Oooh Patterson calls Reade and Zapata in to the lab to listen to the Kinga recording that they got, and finds out that it's been doctored, meaning someone is hiding something. And also, through magical genius means, she figured out the tattoo that Stuart was working on relates to Van Gogh’s famous self portrait. Which is super confusing until the next scene where an ominous man threatens the Kinga CEO never to talk about doctoring the recordings, and turns away, revealing… DUN DUN DUN….. he’s missing an ear. Ooooooooohhhhh intrigue. Who is Creepy Van Gogh and what does he want with the team????

#I made it!#just #good thing I'm still a few hours ahead of the states #Blindspot #Blindspot recap #Jeller

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Threesome Turns Foursome

A few months back I matched with a couple on Feeld (aka 3nder until they got sued by Tinder for coming up with an awesome spin-off name). The app, as you might have guessed, is essentially Tinder for couples and singles seeking group sex. In a previous relationship, my girlfriend and I had a couples profile. We opted for a free trial of the paid version, which allowed us to see who swiped yes already. In less than a day, there were literally one thousand single men who had.

Competition is fierce for single men in the swinging world. And having been on the other side as a couple, I’ve seen guys who look like they belong on the cover of Men’s Fitness. The reverse, however, is also true. There are plenty of people who should be content that one person wants to fuck them, let alone two.

And though it may now be more accepted than it once was, swinging is still a very niche community. Which means there aren’t many fish in the proverbial sea. On Tinder, I could spend ten days swiping through potential matches. With Feeld, it’s about ten minutes. The term “unicorn” is used by couples to define the elusive bisexual, single woman. Likewise, I’ve begun calling hot couples looking for single males “black swans.” Sure they exist, but not with any sort of regularity.

A few months back, I opened the app and swiped right on a handful of new profiles. I instantly matched with a couple who called themselves P&A. It’s quite common to use fake names or initials to maintain discretion. (And for the record, names in my stories are always changed or that very reason).

P&A were in their early 30s and had just moved out to Los Angeles from the east coast. “A” worked in the same industry as me, and “P” was a stunning brunette with c-cups and, due to her teaching yoga, had a ridiculously hot body. One she was all too proud to show off in a few photos they snapped at Burning Man. In the swingers community, Burning Man photos are the couples equivalent of single women posing with sleeping tigers. After a brief exchange, they revealed their names as Patricia and Adam. And as luck would have it, they were literally driving back from Burning Man that very moment.

Since Adam was busy driving, Patricia requested I giver her a much needed distraction from the long car ride. We began talking about their past sexual experiences.

Me: So what types of play do you guys normally enjoy with another guy in the mix?

Patricia: I like all hands/mouths and dicks on deck… lol.

Patricia: I love stuffing two cocks in my mouth, stroking them simultaneously and having you both cum on me at the same time.

Patricia: Sensual, a little bit rough and collaborative is key.

As things got more sexual, she sent me a few nude photos Adam had taken. They were of Patricia posing on a porch overlooking an open field. I pushed up my lower jaw with the bottom of my hand.

She asked to see my body and cock, so I forwarded some artistic black and white photos my ex and I had snapped together and put on a Tumblr page. Lighting, composition, and the presence of a female touch can really bring out of the David LaChappelle in a dick pic.

Patricia: Very hot. Adam is barely driving in a straight line.

I sent a few her a few more.

Patricia: Sexy. I’m going to have to dig into some photos for you when I get home. Me: You should take a naughty road selfie.

While Adam continued to drive, she sent a photo of her gripping his hard cock through his fly. He was really going to have a difficult time driving straight now.

Patricia: The driver is enjoying his special treatment 😉

I didn’t want to be responsible for a car accident, but I couldn’t help myself.

Me: I think you better cover that up with your mouth. He’ll get sunburned.

I sent her another photo of just me holding my cock this time.

Patricia: Wish my mouth was a lot closer to it 😉

Patricia: So this just happened…

She sent me a video. I could see the thumbnail freeze frame but couldn’t hit play just yet. I forgot to mention I was at work during this entire exchange. I looked around. Everyone seemed busy enough. I unplugged my headphones from my laptop and slid them into my phone. I lowered the sound for good measure.

When I pressed play, her panties were pulled to the side, and Adam was fingering her dripping wet pussy. She was moaning like Brazzers was signing her paychecks. Thank god I turned down the volume.

When the 30 second clip was over, I had a dumb grin on my face and a hard cock in my jeans. I can only imagine what my coworkers would’ve thought had they known what was happening just a few feet away.

Me: I think you should just drive straight over to my place. 💦

Patricia: I can’t believe he made me cum while driving

Me: He’s making the rest of us look bad! 😂

Patricia: I cleaned his fingers after he made me cum in the car

She sent a second video. This time, true to her word, she was licking her juices off Adam’s fingers. I’m not sure I could’ve been more turned on. We exchanged more dirty talk then made plans to meet at a bar close to their place on Saturday.

While I enjoyed being the third with other couples, I also remained open to finding a girlfriend. Preferably one who’s more kinky and open to group play. For that reason, I had a few profiles on various ‘normal dating’ apps. I always made sure to mention in the bio that I’m on the more open-minded side with some coy innuendo. Better to be up-front and rejected quickly than go on a few dates and find no sexual compatibility, I thought.

When Saturday rolled around, a woman named Lilly messaged me on Bumble. She was a beautiful Midwestern soul with bleach blonde California hair. We made small talk, and it just so happened she lived in the same neighborhood as Patricia and Adam. We talked for a bit more before she informed me about an unfortunate accident she had a few months prior.

Lilly had badly sliced her top lip and knocked a few teeth out from a slip and fall. Her teeth were fixed and her lip now healed, but the recovery took months. Though there was still slight scarring, she was able to cover it with makeup and was finally feeling confident enough to have sex again. Lilly mentioned it had been a long drought for her, and she was feeling very horny. I got the distinct impression she was interested in exploring just how deep the rabbit hole went.

Admittedly, this was a complete outlier. Most women in my experience are typically never this candid about wanting to have sex within the first twenty minutes of matching. If they are, my catfish alarm goes off like crazy and for good reason. This was a wholly unique situation, however. A quick search of her first name and listed company, and I was apt to believe Lilly was indeed real.

Since Lilly lived in the same area as Patricia and Adam, I figured if things didn’t go well, I could reach out and meet up with Lilly. I told her I was meeting friends for drinks, and that I’d text her later. I made no mention these friends were a couple via a sex app, however. Best not to bring up those details until they’re germane to the discussion, I thought.

A little bit later, I met up with Patricia and Adam. They were friendly and personable, and we hit it off instantly. During our conversation, my phone kept vibrating with text message notifications. Six or seven in a row. Believing it to be an emergency, I politely excused myself to go to the bathroom. But even without this, I always like to give the couple a few minutes to talk alone and decide if they want to take the next step with me. I walked into the bathroom stall and took out my phone. All of the messages from Lilly.

What the fuck?

I unlocked my phone and opened our conversation. Waiting for me were two mirror shots of Lilly standing in her walk-in closet. They were cropped from the neck down, dress around her waist, displaying her absolutely gorgeous Double D’s. And from the looks of their perfectly round shape, she paid top dollar for them. I scrolled up to a third photo which showed off her bubbly ass in a black g-string. If she was being forward before, she wanted to leave absolutely no doubt about her intentions now.

Lilly: I had a few drinks and I’m horny. Wanna come over?

Fuckkkkkkkk.

Every guy can relate to sadistic nature which makes up the fabric of our universe. Often times, men will go days, weeks, or even months, without so much as an accidental brush-up from a woman. Then, in some cruel twist of fate, we’ll have multiple parties interested at the exact same time and forced into some kind of sexual Sophie’s choice. Choosing to hang with the woman behind door one will piss off the woman behind door two. Then, almost inevitably, something unforeseen happens and door one is no longer available. Now neither is an option, and PornHub is the only respite.

This happened many times before, and I’d almost come to anticipate it now. After many failed experiences in the past, I found the best tactic was to hold out on making a decision for as long as possible. Then, when the chips are down, always choose probability over potential. The grass may be greener on the other side, but a bird in the hand is worth two in the well-shaven bush.

I texted Lilly back, complimenting her body as well as her photography skills. I let her know that I was still out having drinks and would text her back shortly. It would be rude, after all, to text while I was in the company of friends. Stall officially deployed.

Once I returned to the table, Adam informed me that he’d paid for the drinks, and I was welcome to join them back at their place. I accepted the invitation and gave myself a mental high-five for playing it correctly.

During the walk back, Lilly texted me a few more times. I checked my phone to respond, and they finally asked who was hitting me up so often. Feeling comfortable enough now, I informed them we’d matched on Bumble earlier, and she’d been sexting me while we were having drinks.

Patricia: Can I see what she looks like?

I showed her Lilly’s profile but didn’t share her nude photos out of respect for her privacy. Patricia was smitten.

Patricia: Oooooh, where does she live?

Me: Not far from here, actually.

Patricia: You want to ask if she wants to join us?

Me: Uhhh…

I’ll be honest, the thought didn’t cross my mind until she mentioned it. Mostly because I didn’t want to seem rude after we’d spent the past several days discussing our potential threesome. I also had my doubts whether a woman, one whom I’d only matched mere hours before, would be up for a first meeting foursome. Though she might’ve down for a one-on-one thing, mentioning group sex might’ve repelled her altogether.

Adam: You don’t have to. Patricia just loves eating pussy.

Patricia playfully slapped him in the arm.

When you’re already playing with house money, sometimes you have to double down.

Me: You know what? Why not?

I texted Lilly and told her I was having drinks with a couple at a nearby apartment, and that she was more than welcome to join. She said yes to my, and our, pleasant surprise. I sent Lilly the address, and she responded that she’d be over soon. To be clear, I mentioned nothing about the exact nature of our hangout or how we’d all met. For the rest of the walk, the three of us brainstormed just how, exactly, we were going to broach the subject of that very topic. If we’re too direct, she might freak out, and I’d lose any future chance with her solo.

Adam: Don’t worry. I’ll handle it.

Patricia: Oh, so you’re the expert, huh?

Adam: I seduced you, didn’t I?

Patricia laughed.

Once we got to their apartment, our gracious hostess poured a few glasses of whisky for Adam and I. While we waited for Lilly to show, the three of us talked music, work, and, of course, Burning Man.

Twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang. We decided I should be the one to greet her. I opened the door and gave Lilly a hug like we were already old friends. She squeezed back.

Patricia offered to pour her a drink, and Lilly requested red wine. She then joined Adam and I on the giant L-shaped couch. Patricia handed her a glass filled near to the brim, and the three of us continued to make small talk.

Lilly: So how do you guys all know each other?

Heeeeere we goooo…

Patricia and I looked to Adam.

Adam: We met on Feeld. Have you heard of it?

That’s the big plan?

Lilly: I haven’t, no.

Adam: Oh, well it’s an app where couples can meet to have threesomes and foursomes.

Adam bomb officially dropped. So much for subtlety in seduction.

Lilly: Oh.

She looked over at me for confirmation. I nodded sheepishly like a child caught drawing on the walls with crayon.

Lilly: Sounds like fun.

Phew.

Patricia pounced on the opening.

Patricia: Let’s play a game.

Lilly: Like what?

Patricia: Truth or dare.

Even in our 20s/30s, this was the go-to ice breaker for adults experienced in group play. The first few rounds were all truth but naturally gravitated toward questions about sex: favorite positions, craziest places to have it, etc. Then it was Lilly’s turn. She chose me. It was time to push the boundaries and be the first “victim.”

Me: Dare.

Lilly: I dare you to take off your clothes.

There was no hesitation in her voice.

I was not even close to erect at this point in the game. And as a self-proclaimed grower, I was about to strip naked in a room full of strangers while everyone was fully dressed. The stuff of nightmares. I did my best sexy strip tease but don’t anticipate they’ll cast me in a Magic Mike sequel. Finally I was down to my boxers and dropped trou for the room to see.

Lilly: Nice.

Her tone suggested a compliment of my metaphorical, and not literal, balls. Now it was Adam’s turn. He chose Lilly. She chose dare.

Adam: I dare you three to triple kiss.

Though I’d had a few group experiences, I’d never had a triple kiss. It was more of an MTV Real World childhood fantasy than practical means of foreplay. We brought our heads together and our tongues met in a triumvirate of hedonism.

Now it was my turn. I chose Patricia. She chose dare.

Me: I dare you to suck on Lilly’s nipples.

A huge smile spread across her face. She was absolutely giddy. Lilly lifted her shirt and bra, and Patricia got her money’s worth. Patricia then got down between her legs and gave her clit a brief kiss. At this point, I was getting very turned on. And I think Patricia noticed because she immediately dared Lilly to give me a blowjob on the next turn.

Lilly got down on her knees and slowly started working my shaft with the tip of her tongue. Then she teased and kissed the head of my cock. She had impressive patience for having waited months. Soon she was going all out. It was sloppy. It was noisy. It was ecstasy. There’s nothing sexier than sheer enthusiasm.

After a few minutes, Patricia took over for her. Adam decided to get in on the action and grabbed Lilly by the hand. I watched Patricia deep throat me with surprising ease. I couldn’t recall any previous partner being able to do so. It took every fiber of my being to maintain my composure. When I looked back to my right, Adam had Lilly bent over on all fours and was already fucking her from behind.

From there, it became a blur of bodies. I went down on Patricia and began sucking her swollen clit while she watched Lilly ride cowgirl on top of Adam.

Then Adam and I switched partners. Lilly began sucking my cock while I rubbed her clit and fingered her g-spot. She was absolutely soaking wet and looked up at me with my cock in her mouth.

Lilly: I want you to fuck me.

She rolled over on her stomach and swayed her ass in the air, inviting me inside. I nearly climaxed at the sight. I took a pause to recover then pushed inside her tight, pink pussy. As I got all the way inside, she made a little whimper.

I concentrated on my breathing, so I could last long enough that we could both cum. I looked right to see Patricia and Adam having sex in that close, passionate way that couples do. Meanwhile, Lilly and I fucked like two caged, horny animals. I spanked her ass, and she yelped. Whether it was pleasure or pain, she wanted more. I spanked her other cheek to even out the redness.

Adam and Patricia might’ve been inspired by our performance because soon they began to fuck a bit rougher. At some point, one of them grabbed a vibrator. Patricia was holding it against her clit while Adam thrust his thick cock in and out of her. Patricia began shaking uncontrollably and came so loudly I worried the neighbors might call the police.

Patricia: Cum on my face.

Adam pulled out and did as she demanded. She kept her eyes closed as spurt after spurt of Adam’s cum hit her lips, cheeks, and chin. It dripped all the way down to her tits. She licked her lips, laughed, then ran to the bathroom to clean up.

This sight put Lilly and I over the edge. Her entire body went limp when she came. She requested something far less messy than Patricia.

Lilly: I want to swallow you.

I pulled out, and Lilly flipped over. She circled her mouth around the top of my shaft and held it on there. My cock twitched as hours of buildup became seconds of release. Lilly kept her mouth sealed around my cock, running her hand along the base until every drop of cum was drained. Then, she swallowed it all at once.

Lilly: That was fun.

Me: Yes it was.

I am not the smoothest of talkers during the post-coital glow.

The living room was littered with discarded clothes, half-empty glasses, and ripped condom wrappers. Lilly and I got dressed and helped Adam clean. Things were shockingly normal between the three of us, as if tidying up after a Super Bowl party. I couldn’t help but think that only a few hours previous we were all complete strangers.

Lilly and I said goodbye to Adam, but missed Patricia because she was still showering off. We walked downstairs and waited for her Uber to arrive.

Me: So when we matched earlier, did you think anything like this would’ve happened?

Lilly: Definitely not.

When the car rolled up, I kissed Lilly goodnight and made the walk back to my car. I thought of Patricia, Adam, and Lily. I thought of being an old man and reminiscing about nights like these. I thought of how strange and wonderful the internet can be.

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