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Can I make a request for dilf!JakexFemale! Omatikaya!reader?

While Neytiri is out hunting with the kids, jake makes his way to readers hut. And let’s just say reader is shorter than Neytiri so size kinkkkk🤭

Guilty Pleasure

MDNI!🔞

Pairing: Dilf!Jake!Sully x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Warnings/content: SMUT, jake cheating(sorry Neytiri), size kink, stalking/obsessing, some roughness/power over reader, oral/face sitting (Jake being a pussy eating king), p in v, cream pie, dirty talk, a sprinkle of angst at the end

W/c: 3.2k (holy shit-)

A/n: thank you for this request anon!!💖 I am a SUCKERRRR for dilf Jake! I got a lil carried away heheh but I hope y’all enjoy this! Comments, likes, and reblogs are SO appreciated! Muah 😘

“We will see you later, ma’Jake,” Neytiri sweetly said while motioning for the kids to go out of the hut, holding up the flap of fabric for them to walk by. Neteyam and Lo’ak went first, throwing a hand up and bidding a short “Bye, dad,” with their bows in hand.

“Come with us daddd!” Tuk whined and ran up and clung to his side. He chuckled at her.

“I’d love to, kiddo, but I gotta take care of something. Ya know, all my boring adult responsibilities,” He smiled gently.

She frowned up at him but had no choice but to accept he wasn’t coming.

“Bring me back a big ‘angtsìk(hammerhead titanothere)!” He joked while bending over and ruffling her short braids in an attempt to cheer her up. She giggled at his absurd request and ran off to catch up with Lo’ak and Neteyam.

Kiri came moping out and rolling her eyes like usual, she was not excited that she was being forced to go hunt with them. It just wasn’t her thing. She gave Jake a quick “Bye” and walked out without looking at him.

“I love you too!” He laughed, “You’ll do great!” He cupped his mouth and shouted to her. She looked over her shoulder and couldn’t suppress her small little grin of amusement. She pretty much always blatantly disrespected him but he loved her to death.

Neytiri smiled one last time at him before ducking under the flap, following her kids to go off to their hunt.

Jake’s smile faded from his face once they were out of sight.

He had a lovely wife and an amazing family—everything he could ever want and dream for. But unfortunately for him, his heart yearned for someone else. Someone who occupied his thoughts day-in and day-out, consuming his entire being.

He started to resent you for how bad he wanted you. But how could he blame you? You’ve done nothing. Nothing but just be utterly and effortlessly perfect. He felt like you casted a spell on him, damning him to be desperate for you. You were quite the sight to see; young and beautiful in all your glory. He could worship your body all day— the stunning curves of your hips and the rounding of your breasts. You were short in stature, not tawtute short but very much on the short side for a na’vi girl. But that just made Jake be drawn to you even more. During his endless daydreams involving you, he would have some particular thoughts of you. Images flooded his mind of getting to manhandle you around. He was bulkier than the average na’vi due to the combination of his human DNA, so he had no doubt in his mind he could toss you around effortlessly in several different positions. He also inevitably thought about how much tighter your smaller pussy probably was. And fuck, it wasn’t just your stunning appearance— it was also the way you were so damn sweet and compassionate to others. You never did anything wrong, it was like you really were perfect.

He longed to touch you and pleasure you, he would die a happy man if he could just watch you cum for him. It wasn’t even that he wanted the pleasure for himself, more than anything he wanted to pleasure you. So many scenarios have ran through his mind of imagining how your pretty face would scrunch up as an orgasm wracked through your petite body. He felt like he was loosing his mind, he hasn’t had this many vulgar, horny thoughts constantly since he was probably 17. It was like you made him young again. He wanted to show you how good he could make you feel. After all, he was experienced. Whether it was keeping Neytiri’s needs satisfied or previous lessons from his sexual partners back on earth, he’s learned a thing or two over time. He wondered if you’ve let any of the omatikaya boys fuck you. He hoped not, but he was sure they were all throwing themselves at your feet. I mean who the hell wouldn’t?

Jake had been stalking you for quite some time now. He pretty much had your daily schedule memorized and he’s even learned all your little mannerisms. Like how you looked down at the ground when you laughed, or how you quietly hummed to yourself when you were weaving. Sometimes throughout the day you would make eye contact when passing by each other. He noticed you would give him a little smile. It was like you knew you were torturing him.

But watching you from a distance and stalking you wasn’t cutting the mustard anymore for him. Sure, it satisfied the itch at first but it left him only wanting more. And stroking his cock to you felt good, but not as good as your soft, dainty hand would feel doing it.

He knew Neytiri was taking the kids hunting today to let them practice. And at this time of day, you were usually in your hut. He decided there wouldn’t be a more perfect time than now to approach you. He couldn’t let this keep eating him alive, he had to do something about it. So, he gathered up the courage to start his way over to you.

…

You were in your hut, cooling off a little. It was a hot, sunny day in Pandora and you always take a midday break around this time. Right before you were going to sit down, you seen a figure in your peripheral vision. It was… Jake?

“Jake.. I-I wasn’t expecting to see you here,” you stuttered and shifted to face him respectfully, caught off guard by your leader entering your hut. “Is something wrong?”

He stood confidently, almost like he owned the place— I mean he was the Olo’eyktan. Which was why you felt concerned and surprised to see him, surely it must be something important if he took the time to come here.

He surveyed you as you stuttered and slightly fidgeted with a hint of amusement in his eyes. His piercing gaze burned right through you, making you feel small and embarrassed. But he was the one coming into your home, so why were your cheeks heating up in embarrassment?

He finally broke the silence and breathed out a sigh. “Yeah, I’m afraid something is wrong,” he spoke with that low, sultry voice of his and once again burned holes into you with his eyes. He took slow steps towards you, casually.

Your heart dropped to your stomach and the blood left your face. “W-What is it? I’m sorry if I’ve done something wrong, sir-“

“Don’t play dumb and innocent. You know exactly what it is.” He cut you off sharply.

You were taken aback, eyes widening in offense. “Excuse me?” You scoffed.

He kept inching closer and closer to you and you backed up in return, scowling at him. But unfortunately you backed up against the wall, having no more room to back up.

He was eyeing you down fiercely, power and authority exuding from his aura. But you weren’t a pushover, and you gave it your best effort at holding his eyes and not cowering.

He swiftly grabbed your wrist and shoved your hand on his hard erection covered by his loincloth. You gasped, once more taken aback.

“Understand?” He quipped.

You snatched your hand back and hissed at him. You were unable to form any words, so shocked at this predicament. Your scowl deepened and your breathing picked up, feeling the intensity in the atmosphere.

He let out a single chuckle of disbelief and shook his head.

“You do this to me. It’s your fault” he snapped, “You’ve been torturing me night and day and you know it” he accused with his pointer finger in your face.

Your mouth dropped a little, eyebrows scrunched in anger. “What?? I’ve done nothing! You’re fucking crazy!”

“You are such a little brat. Sounds like you need that attitude fucked out of you,”

You couldn’t help the coil that twisted in your stomach to his words. The obscenity of them made your body react with a mind of its own. Slick trickled out of your hole, making a little wet patch in your cloth.

His nose twitched and he grinned menacingly at your new smell of arousal. “Is that right? The lil’ slut needs her pussy stuffed with cock?”

Your cheeks heated up, making a purplish color on your face. You were losing this battle quickly. You blamed your body for betraying you so shamefully.

“Fuck you!” You finally said. It was your last attempt at trying to get the upper hand.

“Yeah,” he laughed, “That’s the plan.”

You scoffed again, still trying to make it seem like he was crazy and you didn’t want this. But in reality, you don’t think anything has ever piqued your interest more.

He put his fingers inside the band of your loincloth, tickling the soft area below your belly. Your heart thudded hard inside your chest and more waves of arousal coursed through you.

He slowly and lightly teased the area, making your breath hitch slightly.

“Not stopping me, I see,” he quietly mocked.

Your let your eyes fall to his chest which was right in front of you. You didn’t want to see the smug grin on his face.

“Now what if I touch your little pussy? Is she gonna blow your cover?” He taunted some more. You swallowed roughly as his fingers traced further and further down into your cloth until he got to your soaked cunt.

He ran a finger up your slit, eyes dilating as he basked in the incredible feeling of your slick pussy. Your legs parted on their own, giving him easier access and you whined softly, leaning your head back against the wall.

“Fuck…” he breathed out, seemingly losing his control.

Your half lidded eyes met his again as he ran his fingers through your folds. You knew you were at the point of no return.

“Please..” you mewled quietly.

Trying to regain control of the situation, he straightened up and cleared his throat, still continuing his touching. “Oh so the brat has manners now?”

“Mhmm” you hummed shamelessly, pride be damned.

He licked his lips and looked down at your pretty lips, just waiting to be kissed. But he had other things in mind.

He yanked down your loincloth and it fell to your ankles then you kicked it aside. Then suddenly he knelt down and hitched one of your legs over his muscular shoulder, much to your surprise. You gasped hard at the first stroke of his tongue on your pussy lips.

“Oh!” You cried

You grabbed his dreads for support because your knees already felt weak. Looking down at him, the sight was purely sinful. He lapped, licked, sucked, and kissed all over your cunt, slurping up all your juices and making a complete mess on his face. He hummed and moaned on it, creating vibrations which elevated your pleasure.

He pulled back only for a second, your juices falling down his chin and painting his blue skin with white and clear shimmer. “You taste so fucking sweet, even better than I imagined,” he groaned in near disbelief. Then he continued working his mouth on your pussy.

You felt so good, feeling the most ecstasy you’ve ever felt. You’ve had a few partners and of course masturbate when needed but nothing and nobody has ever felt like this. He knew exactly where to go and how much pressure to apply and suck at.

He stuck a finger in your hole while he continued lapping on your clit. You moaned and fought to keep yourself standing up. He caught onto your struggle and swiftly moved to reposition you both. He laid himself back against the ground and had his hands hooked around you, bringing you down with him to then plop you right on his face.

Sitting on his face was much more comfortable and you tried to hold yourself up to hover some, but he grabbed your ass and pushed all your weight down on him. You switched between watching him do his thing and throwing your head back, closing your eyes and welcoming all the sensations. All his sounds were muffled but looking behind you and seeing his still rock hard erection and watching his feet curl and his legs dance around told you that he was very much enjoying himself.

You knew your orgasm was about to come. The pleasure was coming to a peak and you relaxed and let it happen. You came with a loud and drawn out moan, thighs shaking from the intensity. His humming got louder as he licked up all your essence, drawing out your high but letting off before you got overstimulated.

You rose off and scooted back a little to sit on his chest, looking down at his absolutely soaked face.

“Holy fuck,” you breathed out roughly, trying to catch your breath, “you didn’t tell me you were a pussy eating expert”

He chuckled with that deep voice of his, making your pussy flutter. “You thought the old man wouldn’t know how to eat pussy? Baby girl I am very experienced,” he winked.

You rolled your eyes at his cockiness, trying not to smile. Before letting you fully catch your breath, he sat up and effortlessly carried you with him, you were like a little rag doll in his huge, bulky arms. He hung you over one of his shoulders, ass up in the air. He smacked it and you let out a little yelp of surprise and smacked his back in return.

“You are so tiny, ya know that?”

You rolled your eyes once again. “Yes, everyone loves telling me how short I am” you complained.

“Mhmm well I think it’s hot as fuck”

He set you down on the table and you were facing him, legs spread out and pussy on full display. His eyes drank in the sight of your most intimate part, being fully captivated by you. You then took the reigns and slipped off your skimpy top, leaving him even more speechless. You smirked in satisfaction at how pussy whipped he was already.

He didn’t fail to notice your shit-eating grin and quiet laugh. “Oh yeah? You won’t be laughing much longer,” he threatened while untying the strings of his loincloth, letting it fall to the floor.

And it did in fact shut you up. He was huge. Your jaw hung low like an idiot and he laughed at you.

“You’re not that big. I’ve had bigger.” You lied, trying to sound confident.

He narrowed his eyes and felt a pang of jealousy at the thought of someone else getting to fuck you. “That so? Well then you should have no problem taking me,” he taunted.

You were nervous about how it would hurt but you put on a brave face. You spread your legs wider and gave him doe eyes as an invitation to go ahead.

His bigger body hovered over your small frame as he positioned his cock at your entrance. He teased your folds and your opening, making you buck your hips up in an effort to get him inside of you. His cockhead breached into your hole and you gasped in unison. He was so thick and girthy, the stretch against your walls was one you’ve never experienced this intensely.

He sank in deeper, thrusting a little to help break it in. You winced and moaned but stayed relaxed and let him keep going. He finally bottomed out. Then pulled back and started thrusting.

Your eyes widened and your jaw fell slack. The drag against your walls and the pressure his dick provided on your cervix made you nearly see stars, clouding your vision in a bit of a haze.

“Mmmm!! ‘s so good!” You slurred drunkenly, choking on your moans and cries.

He grunted and moaned above you, keeping a steady rhythm as his balls slapped against your ass.

“Holy shit” he gritted between his teeth, slightly baring them at you while he got caught up in the passion. He squeezed his eyes shut and his head slumped down, hanging from between his shoulders. “You’re gonna make me cum too quick” he panted.

You moaned in response, loving how you were breaking him. He cupped both your tits and gave them a squeeze, edging both of you on more.

“More!! Please!” You didn’t really know what you were asking for but he seemed to know right away.

He pulled out quickly and swiftly flipped you over, pulling you from the hips to scooch your ass up against him. He entered you again easily and plunged all the way in making you moan loudly.

“Cum on this dick, baby,” he grunted as he then started a fast and hard pace, increasing it from the previous pace.

His dick was now reaching so far up into you and satisfying all your sweet spots. He was fucking into you like a bunny in heat, hiking up one of his legs and placing his foot on the table to have a better grasp on you and a better angle to fuck you.

“Fuckkkk!” You screamed, getting your cervix pounding into over and over again. You felt your walls convulsing around him and knew you were getting close.

He pushed your head down into the table, his enormous hand pretty much engulfing the entire size of your head. Your hair fell around your face and was scattered in a complete mess.

“Shit baby, you’re close, huh?” He groaned.

“Yesss! Don’t fucking stop!” You begged and whimpered.

And then you felt your coil snap. The waves of sweet release spread throughout your whole body. Your pussy’s grip on his dick tightened, making him cum right after you.

“Nghh- gonna fill you up” he moaned while still bringing your ass back to meet his hips, slowing down and milking out both your orgasms. His hot cum spurted into your womb, filling you up just like he said.

He finally stopped his slow thrusts and pulled out gently making you whine as you felt some of his cum seep out.

He stepped back to admire his work, taking a mental screenshot of your cream pied cunt. He used his thumb to gather what had dripped and pushed it back into you.

“Your pussy looks best with my cum in it,” he admired.

You rolled over to your side, completely exhausted. You looked at him expectantly, wanting him to lay with you now.

He got your message by the look in your face. “I’m sorry baby but I gotta leave now. As much as I’d rather be stuffed inside you, I gotta get back to my place before my-“ he paused, looking physically pained, “before my family gets back home.”

Of course, you thought to yourself, how the fuck could you forget? Guiltiness flooded your heart, making it physically ache for his wife and kids. You felt terrible. You never liked a homewrecker and now you were a complete hypocrite and felt like a whore.

“Yes, o-of course… I’m sorry,” you offered weakly.

He weakly smiled as a response, pain still in his eyes as the post-nut clarity washed over him and guiltiness attacked his conscious as well.

“I’ll see you later, y/n.” And with that he left your hut.

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My little love

Chapter 8

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x enhanced!reader

Word count: 4.9k

Warnings: fluff, canon level violence! Use of guns, blood, reader turns into full on mama bear

⚠️EXTRA TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ : children are murdered

A/N: love the first half of this chapter, cried on the other half. So I am so sorry about it! I’ve also been thinking of adding an older kid may 7 or 8, would that ruin the fic?

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Ch. 7

Everything was mama.

It had only been one day since the night at the fire pit. After your initial shock wore off and you looked around you noticed everyone had the same expression on their faces. Pure happiness bounced from person to person. Steve immediately took Charlotte and tried to get her to say his name but she wouldn’t budge. While everyone was busy trying to get Lottie to say something else Clint walked up to you. There was that little glimmer in his eyes, he understood what you were feeling.

“Come here kid.” He opened his arms and hugged you. “You deserve to be her first word. You were her first safe person, never forget that you hear me.” He said with a smile once he pulled back.

“Is it always this overwhelming?”

“Yup, no matter how many kids you have their first everything will always be full of emotions. Just remember these moments when things get tough and you’ll be fine.”

“Thanks Clint.” He hugged you again.

Now you were finishing up your exercise routine while Bucky laid flat on his back on the sparring mats. He lets out an uff when Lottie throws herself over him. Her little arms extend to her side as she looks up at her dad. Bucky knows what she wants and quickly grabs her by her waist and lifts her up as he moves her around and makes airplane noises. Lottie kicks, giggles and blows raspberries as she tries to imitate what Bucky was doing. He brings her down and kisses her cheek causing more giggles to spill from her lips.

“Can you say dada?” Bucky asked her for the millionth time that morning.

“Mama.”

“Can you say dada once doll?”

You stood back as you watched the scene unfold, a smile playing on your lips. Lottie looked at her father straight in the eyes and then shook her head ‘no’.

“Mama.” And then she had the nerve to giggle.

“Say dada.” Bucky said in a growl, it was the voice he used when he read to her and there was a big burly character. Lottie squealed and wiggled trying to get out of his grasp but her belly laughs left her weak.

“Mama. Mama.”

This time she called out to you and you were more than willing to join the fun.

“Oh no my sweet Angel, do you need help?”

Ever the dramatic, just like her father, Lottie reaches her hands out so that you would take her. “Mama.” She said through a giggle caused by Bucky blowing raspberries on her belly. Before you’re able to grab her Bucky has pulled you down to the floor. Lottie is laying on his chest while he wraps an arm around you.

“Hi.” You say when you look at Bucky.

“Hi.”

He leans closer and kisses you. Lottie made her way to sit in between you, effectively causing you and Bucky to pull back. She leans forward and kisses your cheek with a very loud ‘muah’ for effect. You chuckle as she turns and kisses Bucky too.

“Steve, Sam, Nat and Clint are going out to a bar tonight and they asked if we wanted to go. What do you think?”

You looked back up at Bucky. This would be the second time you would be away from Lottie and you weren’t sure you liked the idea even though you had a mission coming up.

“Who would look after Lottie?”

“Wanda said she would. She’s not in the mood to go out tonight.” Bucky gave you a hopeful look.

“Ok, it’ll be fun. I’m gonna go figure out what I’m gonna wear.” You say as you stand up and head for the door. “Sweet Angel, are you staying with dada or coming with mama?”

“Mama.” Lottie stood up and walked toward you without a second glance at Bucky.

“Wow it’s like I’m nothing to her.”

You laugh as you head for the door. “See you later, handsome.”

You opted for a more comfortable style for the night out. Bucky had mentioned the weather was great for a ride on his bike. You took out your leather jacket, which he had gifted you, a simple t-shirt and jeans along with some boots. For your hair and makeup you did something simple and by 8:00 you were ready to head out.

“Ok Wanda if you need anything please call us.”

“Ok but don’t worry we’ll be just fine.” Wanda said while bouncing Lottie on her lap.

“Mama.”

“Bye my sweet Angel, I’ll see you later.” You kiss her forehead and then Wanda’s causing her to chuckle. “Thank you for doing this.”

“Don’t worry about it. Have a good time, Lottie and I are having our own girls night.”

You wave as you say a final goodbye, receiving a wave back from Lottie. When you open the door you’re met with Bucky who's also wearing his leather jacket. He leans in and kisses you sweetly before you head down to the garage.

Once you’re out of the elevator you hear Steve’s bike kicking on.

“Hey, Stevie.”

“Hey guys, ready to go?”

You nod as Bucky gets on his bike and you sit behind him. This isn’t new to you, there have been multiple occasions in which you rode on the back of Bucky’s motorcycle. This time it’s different though because you don’t have to hide the rush you feel by holding on to him so tightly.

“Nat, Sam and Clint took a car just in case anyone drinks too much.”

“Awesome. Let’s get this show on the road.”

Steve heads out first and Bucky follows. The bar the team likes to frequent isn’t that far but they respect your privacy which you all love. They also have a few dart boards and pool tables. It became the second favorite team hang out after you stumbled upon it.

Sam and Clint immediately go to one of the dartboards, even though everyone knows Clint never misses. Nat and Steve order the first round while you and Bucky head to one of the pool tables.

“Ladies first.” Bucky gestures to the table after setting everything up.

“Are you ready to have your ass handed to you Barnes?”

“Oh ok, I thought this was going to be a fun and relaxing night out. I forget how competitive you get.”

You smile and wink at him before taking your first shot. Bucky moves around the table, lines up his own shot and hits his target flawlessly. Both of you start walking around the pool table taking turns and just chatting.

“That is not fair.” You complain after his third back to back shot. Bucky laughs as he stands next to you.

“Oh come on, it’s not like I can help it.” He smiles when he sees your scowl. “I’m just using the skills I have. If the balls were made of metal I know you would use your ability.”

You gasp as you place a hand over your heart.

“I would never cheat like that. And the fact that you think so is very insulting.”

You pout while glaring at him. Bucky just chuckles and wraps an arm around your waist. He pulls you in and kisses the pout away before you keep playing.

“They’re so cute together, it makes me want to throw up.” Nat says with a hint of a smile as she places some of the drinks down on a nearby table. Steve laughs as he sets the others down.

“I’m just happy they stopped ignoring their feelings. Those longing stares were driving me crazy.”

“Yeah, I'd rather deal with that.” Nat adds as both her and Steve watch Bucky lean down and kiss you again. “Hey, love birds, I play against the winner.”

You’re there for a few hours. Drinking and joking and taking turns trying to beat Clint at darts. He’s still undefeated.

You open the door to your apartment while trying to stifle a giggle. Bucky was right behind you to make sure you wouldn’t hurt yourself. You weren’t drunk, just tipsy but still he wanted to make sure you got into bed ok.

“Hey, guys.” You say as you walk into the living room to find Wanda, Vision and Lottie. “What are you doing awake sweet Angel?”

“I’m sorry she just didn’t want to go to sleep.”

“Don’t worry about it Wanda.” You waved your hand dismissively. “Was everything ok?”

“Yes, Charlotte is truly a delight.”

You smile at Vision who was currently holding Lottie. She was very interested in the shining stone on his forehead.

“Doll, did you have fun with auntie Wanda and uncle Vision?” Bucky asked from beside you once Lottie decided to turn and look at you.

“Mama.”

Her face lit up when she saw both of you. Lottie immediately reaches out and starts making grabby hands. Bucky picks her up and Lottie wraps her arms around his neck the best way she could.

“I missed you sweet Angel.” You say as you lean in to kiss her cheek.

Bucky thanks Wanda and Vision as they get up to leave. Once it’s just the three of you Bucky ushers you into your room and then sits Lottie on your bed.

“Go get changed and I’ll get her to sleep. And then I’ll head to bed.” He says.

“No, stay with us. We can cuddle with Lottie. Please.”

Bucky smirks at your request.

“Ok, but you still have to get ready for bed. Now go.” He smacks your butt lightly.

When you walk out of the bathroom Bucky and Lottie are already comfortably in bed. Lottie is obviously fighting sleep. She gives you a tired smile as you walk closer. There is a glass of water and painkillers on your nightstand which you take before getting comfortable in bed.

“Mama.” Lottie says as she lays her head on your chest.

“Hi my sweet Angel. Hi handsome.”

“Hi sugar, did you have fun tonight?”

“Yes,” you whisper as you rubbed Lottie’s back in the hopes of getting her to sleep. “I’m glad we went. I like spending time with you, even if you cheat while playing pool.”

Bucky chuckles, his nose scrunching in that way you find adorable. “I didn’t cheat, I’m just a good shot.”

Lottie’s head shoots up from its place on your chest. Her eyes are droopy and she smacks her lips a few times before she babbles and moves to get comfortable. She settles right between you and Bucky and her eyes finally close. You turn to lay on your side as you admire both her and her father. They had both certainly changed your life and for the better. There was no doubt in your mind or heart that you loved them. Your eyes drift from Lottie to Bucky who was also admiring his daughter. His eyes shift to you and they’re filled with awe and happiness.

“You’re everything to me.” Bucky whispered. His hand finds yours and he intertwines his fingers with yours.

“You’re everything to me too. I don’t know what I’d do without you, or Lottie.”

Bucky presses a kiss to your knuckles.

“Goodnight, sugar.”

“Goodnight, handsome.” You sigh happily as you finally drift off to sleep.

You woke up first. Your alarm had been set up just high enough for you to hear and you shut it off quickly so as to not disturb the sleeping Barnes’. They were both in the same position, on their backs with their head tilted to the right, a hand over their midsection and their lips slightly parted. You took a picture and slipped out of bed quietly.

Today you had a briefing for the first mission you’d be going on. It was meant to be a recovery mission so only you, Bruce and Tony were going. It should only take a few hours but you were nervous all the same. Last time you left on a mission you almost didn’t make it back. You shake away the thought and head to the kitchen to make coffee before leaving to the conference room.

Bruce and Tony explained everything they had found after the raid on the bigger hydra detention center. This place was supposed to be an extension of that. It’s where the true experiments were created and tried. So you had to go to find what other things hydra had been working on. You leave in two hours so you head out quickly to find Bucky and Lottie in hopes of spending time with them before you have to leave.

Quick little squeaks get closer to you and when you turn the corner you find Bucky following Lottie. She was wearing light up sneakers. When she saw you she moved faster causing the lights and squeaks to go just as fast.

“Mama.” She wrapped her arms around your leg and looked up at you.

“Hi my sweet Angel. Were you running away from dada?” She only giggles in response.

“When do you leave?”

“Two hours, so I have one to spend with my favorite people.” You before kissing him.

“I missed you this morning.”

“I missed being there this morning. Were you going somewhere specific?”

“No, I was letting her lead the way. Seems like she was looking for you.”

You scoop Lottie up in your arms and kiss her cheek. “Should we go for a walk?”

“It is nice out.”

The three of you head in the direction of the nearest elevator, Lottie’s shoes lighting up the way. In the elevator she stomps her feet and giggles as the light bounces off the walls. Bucky takes your hand as you head outside. Lottie pushes the door open which reminds you how strong she actually is. And you remember the mission you’ll be heading off too. You can’t help but wonder if this is where she had been born and where the horrible things they did to her took place. While deep in thought you hadn’t realized bucky took out his phone and was recording sweet Angel running around. She stood in front of you with her hand stretched out.

“Mama.” She cooed as she held a tiny flower in her fist.

“Aw sweet Angel, is this for me?” You took it and placed it behind your ear.

Lottie’s mouth goes into an ‘o’ shape at the amazing thing you had just done. You laugh as you watch her run away and come back with another flower, this time for Bucky.

“Dada.” She said as she offered him the flower.

Bucky almost dropped his phone. You were quick to take it from him so that you could record the interaction. Bucky picked her up and kissed her forehead before cradling her against his chest. You could see the tears starting to form in his eyes and he took a deep breath to try and control it.

“Dada pay?” Lottie asked as she wiggled away from Bucky’s chest.

“Pay? Lottie do you want to play with dada?”

“Pay.” She points towards the jungle gym at the opposite side of the field you were standing in.

“We’ll do whatever you want, doll.”

“I have to get ready for the mission, see you in the hangar?” You ask.

“Of course.” Bucky leans down and kisses you as you place his phone in his back pocket. You stay there watching them walk along the field before heading back and suiting up.

Tony and Bruce were the first to get to the hangar. You walked in and Clint followed shortly after.

“What are you doing here?”

“Stark asked me to join, just in case you needed extra help without having to rely on Hulk.”

“Oh, ok.”

The door opens again and when you turn you see Bucky with a slightly tired Lottie in his arms. You meet them halfway and quickly wrap your arms around them both.

“I know it’s only a few hours but I’m going to miss you so much.”

“We’ll miss you too but we’ll be right here when you get back tonight. Right doll?” Bucky turned his attention to his daughter.

“Yeah mama.”

“You’re saying more words my sweet Angel. I'm so proud of you.” You kiss her cheek. “Will you be saying more words when I get back?”

“Yeah mama.”

You both laugh. Bucky leans in and kisses you.

“Please be safe.” He mutters against your lips.

“I will.”

You give him another kiss and then Lottie before you head to the jet. As you turn to wave goodbye you see Bucky telling Lottie something.

“Bye mama.” She practically yells as her little hands waves.

“Bye sweet Angel.” You yell back and wave.

You sit down next to Clint. “I don’t know how you do this.”

Clint looks down at you with a smile. “I do it to keep them safe. If I’m not out there keeping the monsters at bay who will?”

You nod as you think about his answer. “You’re absolutely right.”

“I know.”

You roll your eyes and laugh.

Tony scans the building as the jet lands. He confirms his suspicions of the building being abandoned. Three floors he had said. Just as a precaution you, Clint and Tony walk through the building to make sure you aren’t surprised by anyone.

“Something feels off with this place.” You say as you clear the last floor and holster your gun. “I think we’re missing something, isn’t this supposed to be a testing facility. Where do they do the testing?”

All you had found were a few small medical rooms and offices. Tony called Bruce in and he began to look through files while Tony handled the computers.

“Let’s go check out the other floors again. Maybe there’s something of value there.” Clint offers.

“You take the second floor, I’ll take the first.”

You headed down the stairs leaving Tony and Bruce on the third floor and Clint on the second. It was a slow process but you were determined to find any information they might have had on Lottie. There was this feeling you couldn’t shake like you were missing something. Whatever it was you knew deep down that it was important.

As you move into one of the offices furthest away from the main entrance you hear a high pitched whistling sound, almost like a tea kettle when it's ready. You look around, your hands hovering over the walls when you feel the draft.

“Please be a secret door.” You murmur to yourself. Feeling around the wall you push and a small section gives way. You put your hand to your comms. “Found a secret passageway. I’m heading down.”

“Wait, I'll be right there.” Clint answers. “This didn’t show up on the scans someone might be hiding.”

“It’s fine, Hawk. Just come down, I'll leave it open for you.”

You pull your gun out and begin to clear room by room. Most of them were small offices but as you get further in you see two larger spaces across from each other. One looked like a surgical theater. There was a set of stairs in the corner that led to a balcony that overlooked a surgery table. This room looked familiar, once you moved around a bit you realized this is where Lottie had been born. As you stand in the room you realize that the equipment that’s in the rooms is more advanced than the equipment in the video.

With nothing else to look at you head into the other room. Your gun still drawn, you turn quickly and search any areas where someone might try to hide but you find nothing. What you do find instead are four small cryogenic chambers. Three of them have a small bullet size hole in the small viewing window. Your heart immediately starts beating uncontrollably. Once you look inside the first one you gasp.

The sound of a gun going off rang behind you. The bullet hung in the air as you turned around with your own gun raised and ready to fire. The bullet that would have hit you right between your eyes had you not stopped it fell to the floor and in front of you stood an older man. You hadn’t seen him when you first walked in but you noticed another door right behind him. He looked familiar too, you just couldn’t place him.

“Well isn’t this a nice surprise? I thought I would be getting the soldat, but instead I got his honey.” He has a slight accent. It takes you a moment to place him but your eyes widen just a fraction and he notices. “Ah, good now you know who I am. Tell me how is my little project? Has she gained all her strength back already?”

“I’m not telling you shit. Was that your plan with these three too? Raise them up to be soldiers for you?”

“Of course, what else would I want them for? The littlest one was first if she died, who cares?” He shrugged his shoulders. “Genetically speaking these three were stronger. But look at what you’ve made me do. I had to get rid of them since you had to come snooping around.” He uses his gun to point at them.

You lower your gun at the realization. “They were alive today?”

“Of course they were. But I didn’t want you to get your hands on them. You already have one of your soldat’s precious children, I couldn’t allow you to have these as well.” You could see the anger in his eyes at the thought of losing more assets. “I do have to thank you though. You saved our last asset, we’ll be sure to take care of her once she’s back with her rightful owners.” He points the gun at you again and emptied the clip.

All of the bullets stay in the air between you both.

“You think I’m going to let you go near her?” The metal bracers that were part of your suit melt down and move to your hands. The metal covers your hands like gloves.

He laughs as your face goes from horror and concern to unreadable. The fire in your eyes is unmistakable though.

“Don’t tell me you care for her?” His laugh echoes in the room, taunting you. “Don’t worry she’ll be well looked after, and she’ll go on to do great things in the name of hydra.”

You moved quickly. The only thought running in your mind was not letting this animal even think about getting his hands on Lottie. A metal fist connects with his jaw and he falls to the floor. But that’s not enough. You think of how scared Lottie had been when she woke up. The terror in her eyes whenever she was near a lab or anyone wearing scrubs. How you thought you lost her when she stopped breathing because of her vision. You thought of the three innocent children he had just murdered. Your fist connected with his face every single time. He groaned in pain and blood seeped through broken skin. He tried to grab your hands or your suit but he was already too weak. It was obvious he had multiple broken bones but that wasn’t enough for you. He had inflicted pain on your little girl and you wanted him to feel the same.

You only stopped when Clint had reached you and pulled you back. Tony and Bruce were right behind him. You kicked and pulled trying to finish what you started.

“Let me go Barton. I will end him.” You were determined to not let that monster live another day especially if he threatened the safety and well-being of your daughter.

“He’s unconscious already.” Bruce tried to reassure.

“I want him dead.” You said as you pulled away from Clint and moved toward the chambers. “They were alive just before we arrived.” You muttered as you held back tears.

The three men moved toward the chambers and peered inside to find three small children no bigger than Lottie and they cursed under their breaths. They all had a single gunshot wound. You couldn’t deny how much they looked like her and it only made the anger you had boil over. They could have been saved, taken away from this life of misery. You and Bucky would have loved them unconditionally.

“Test subject 6369-65, test subject 7257-71, test subject 8254-78 and test subject 9268-88.” Bruce read off the information on the side of each chamber and moved to the filing cabinet. He quickly found the files pertaining to each child and held one out to you. “This one belongs to her.”

You grabbed it and opened it immediately. Scanning through the large amounts of papers of the things they’d put her through. While you did that Clint left to check out where the doctor had appeared from.

“We can’t leave them here. They deserve better.”

“We won’t. I’ll make sure they’re well taken care of.” Tony said as he pulled you in for a hug. It was obvious how much this had affected you.

“It’s just a small room with supplies. The whole place is cleared.”

“Then we should get going. We have everything we came for.”

The flight back was tense. Bruce worked to keep your unexpected guess alive and all you wanted to do was make sure he would need a feeding tube for the rest of his life. You knew it’s not that he wanted to, Bruce was the most hesitant to be around Lottie but even he grew fond of her. The only reason he was brought back was because he obviously had more information.

Once the jet touched down you were the first one at the ramp. You heard her before you saw her and your chest tightened. Pulling your phone out of your pocket and looking through one of the windows you saw that Steve and Bucky were both there. You called Steve. He pulled his phone out and frowned.

“Hey, is everything ok?”

“Yes and no, can you tell Bucky to take her inside.” You whispered, unsure if your unwanted guest was awake.

“Yeah, ok.”

You watched as Steve turned to Bucky. His eyes shifted from Steve to the jet before he nodded and walked away. As soon as Bucky left you practically ran out of the jet. Your body collided with Steve’s and you wrapped your arms around him. Steve was confused and he looked up as Tony and Bruce moved your prisoner on a stretcher, a small medical team moved to help. Clint was last but he stayed by the jet’s ramp, a solemn expresión on everyone’s face.

You were mentally and emotionally exhausted by the time you made it to the apartment. There was still blood on your face and suit from when you beat that good for nothing doctor within an inch of his life. You were met with a very worried Bucky in your living room. He was pacing back and forth, only stopping when he saw you walk in.

“Are you hurt?” He immediately took your face in his hands, gently tilting your head to try and find the source for the blood.

“It’s not mine. I’m gonna go shower ok?”

“Do you need anything?” Worry laced his question.

“Just you and our daughter.”

Bucky was sitting against the headboard in your bed. Lottie was standing next to him. She was bouncing while holding on to him, giggling every time she fell. You slid into bed, the shift on your side gets her attention.

“Mama.” Lottie says gleefully. You open your arms as she crawls into your lap.

You kiss her forehead while the thoughts of what you’d found earlier keep running through your mind. Lottie reaches up and gives you a of her own. The simple act of affection from her makes tears swell up in your eyes. As much as you try to blink them back you can’t. Your chest tightens at the overwhelming emotions. If that weren’t enough both Bucky and Lottie try to wipe away your tears.

“What happened on that mission, sugar?”

“It was where she was born.” You smooth out Lottie’s hair. “We brought someone back. I almost killed him, I wanted to. Does that make me a bad person?”

Bucky shifts closer and wraps his arm around you and Lottie. “No it doesn’t. But you never want to hurt someone like that. So what happened? Did he touch you?” The question made bile rise in Bucky’s throat.

“No, he tried to shoot me tho. But no, it's worse. I didn’t recognize him at first but it’s because he’s older now.” You take a deep breath. “You remember the video of when Lottie was born?”

“Yeah, where that doctor fractured her arm.”

“He’s the doctor in the video.” You whispered.

Bucky tensed next to you and you grabbed his hand before he was able to move away from you.

“Don’t, please. I don’t want to be alone right now and he’s practically dead anyway.”

Bucky took a deep breath to try and calm down. He pulled you and Lottie into his lap. The warmth he provided and being held safely in his arms provided the comfort you needed.

You knew the next day would be just as emotionally exhausting. The thought of having to tell him about the other three children you found was heartbreaking. For now you let sleep take over while you held your little girl in your arms. The one place you knew she would be safest.

Ch. 9

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💜 Choose ❤️

Vi or Sevika x Fem!Reader

Summary: Their big fight in the bar will result in one of their deaths, until you interrupt them. Now you have to choose between them.

Warning ⚠️; Blood, death, curse words, betrayal, angst, romantic, crying

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This is a grave mistake! You know you should be staying home like they instructed you to do, but you can't help but think either one could die. You don't want Sevika or Vi to die, but you know one of them will if you do nothing. You run fast to the last drop where you see the chem tanks broken and destroyed. Nothing stops you from busting down the door. You catch the attention of Sevika and Vi feet apart with blood running down their body with heavy breathes. "Stop, this is crazy!!" You know they won't listen, they expect you to pick. You look towards...

Sevika

"I told you to stay home!"

You run to Sevika and hug her bloody body, you begin to cry that you have to pick. She pulls you close by her mechanical arm and holds you close, "I know, darling. You don't have to worry anymore... She'll be gone before you can blink." Sevika stares at the shocked red haired woman.

"Did you really choose the woman who helped killed Vander and do Silcos bidding?! You know what fuck this, I knew to never trust you. I knew you never loved me."

Vi starts strutting towards you and Sevika. "Vi, I'm sorry..." You say sobbing. Sevika pushes you aside and gets back to fighting Vi. Vi's gauntlet is fighting against Sevika's mechanical sword. You unfortunately watch.

The fight is intense and it ends with Sevika stabbing Vi brutally, leaving her lifeless almost immediately. Vi falls to her death as her head rocks lifelessly towards you.

You stare at Vi's lifeless body and eyes. You begin to sob hard as you quickly cover your eyes. You can't look at her no more, it's hurts too much. You feel Sevika pull you close as your face lays on her chest. "Shh, now. It's okay, Princess. You're going to be okay, don't waste your tears on the bartender's failure. Just look at me, I'm here. I'm alive. I'll make everything better, all you need is me..."

Vi

"what are you doing here?! I told you to stay at the apartment!"

You run over to Vi and hug her tightly. You can't help but tear up because you have to choose. She holds you close with her one exposed arm. Her broken gauntlet is on the ground. Vi gaze up from the hug to see a disappointed Sevika.

"I knew you would pick her. You always choose the weak and pathetic options. No bother. I don't need you." Sevika begins to put shimmer into her arm.

"Sevika, please..." You begin to sob a little at the sudden aggressive Sevika.

"Move aside, cupcake. I don't want you to get hurt." Vi's eyes glances over to you sobbing at Sevika. "No, we don't ha--"

Behind you is a preparing Sevika ready to swing her laser sword at you and Vi. Vi pushes you aside. You got a little scratch from Sevika and Vi wasn't having it. You watch from afar, unfortunately.

The end of the battle resulted in Sevika being thrown against the old clock and the glass stabbing her vital points, killing her immediately.

You begin to cry at the lifeless Sevika. You didn't want them to fight, but you knew one of them wasn't going to make it out alive. You turn away from the lifeless Sevika. Vi runs over to you and hugs you closely, with your face into her chest. "Shh, shh. I know baby, it's not your fault. You tried baby, I know. But she can't hurt you or anyone else. Come on, let's go. We need to go home."

A/N: this was another idea I had to break some hearts :') so yay angsttt anyways later love ya muah muah bye

[alsoika]

Afonya lore drop?

Oh this took me a while but sure. I don’t know how much of a writer I am but I sure like to yap about her. Disclaimer: I do not really follow dnd rules for her since she was made on a spur via a custom race in the game and that has its limitations and all so don’t come after me muah. Also I’ll just write down most of what has happened to her before the events of the game, and not really go much into details for everything. Anyway!

Afonya is a fairy Wild Magic Sorcerer. She couldn’t always control her magic and that happened to get her in trouble, getting herself stuck in pixie form while adventuring in Faerun, and then captured by an old wizard experimenting with unlimited sources of power by draining fae folk of their magic.

She managed to escape after half a century by slowly winning the trust of one of the wizard’s young apprentices, but not before her wild magic surges-once released-accidentally destroying the wizard’s lair along with everyone else captured inside.

Alone and on the run, on a plane she doesn’t belong to, she thought that hiding among few fae kin in the forests of Cloakwood would help at least until she’d regain her full vitality and powers. She tried very hard to bury within herself what has happened as years went by. During her times in Cloakwood, she managed to befriend an escaped drow couple, who in exchange of a path through the depths of the forests would gift Afonya a blue amber sussur bloom hairpin to help tame her wild magic.

Afonya believed she could never move on as long as she wouldn’t be able to contain or control her magic surges. She didn’t want to be captured again but she also couldn’t allow another tragedy to happen. Her creed became that staying too long in a place might endanger her and the people around. Learn all you can about a place then leave before anything goes astray.

She wanted to hide in plain sight so she later joined a small, loud bunch of traveling entertainer folk.. She was good for a while. Better at least. Travelling a lot meant she could learn all sorts of new things, train and use her magic a little more freely and, most importantly, away from the eyes of power hungry folk that could hunt and hurt her. Nothing a good illusion spell can’t hide either! Without her wings on display so often, she blended in perfectly with the colourful troupe when needed.

The band was preparing for a next show when the Nautiloid hit, destroying everything around and capturing her.

Pre-game look cause i think she changed a lot!

[that-banana-headed-bovine]

My main man Michael Knight for character bingo!!!!

AYYY- This one's interesting really, especially because Season 2 Michael is basically,, an entirely different entity? As in, he's reached the end of his character arc and is actually a really, really nice dood. So I had to use two types of bingos, and I'll explain it further below. Here's the original post BTW.

If you can't read the image, don't worry, I'll say all the marked squares below. If you can, let me know if there is anything I can do to make it more legible next time--I mean, obviously, the squares are covered up, but I mostly mean with the colors. I almost used red and green, and then I remembered that, oh yeah, that really sucks for colorblindness. Now the saturation is still about the same, but anything much lighter or darker is less legible??? So yeah, any recommendations on that welcome.

Let's start with the reds, or Definite opinions.

They are soooo cool looking!

I dressed up as Michael Knight for Halloween a few years back, even though I wasn't fully sold on him as a character yet at that point. I was still healing from Season 1 (half kidding) ... but I did it because he is such a Vibe. Seriously, I felt so alive it wasn't even funny AISHDOAS- my final form /j

Michael is, aesthetically at least, literally everything I want to be (other than. y'know. male,,,). Immaculate. MUAH! He really does feel like a California Cowboy of sorts... and leather jackets are a gift to mankind by the way. I especially love how, in his classic leather jacket + red polo outfit at least, he coordinates with Kitt. So cute haodh

Wasted potential

I've been having a bit of a moral dilemma recently when it comes to the way I engage in this fandom, so I want to disclose fully here that, in real life, I don't think a robot can be on the same level of sentience as a human. Perhaps, as tech evolves, there will be AIs that are really, REALLY good at replicating it... but that won't be real. We're just people after all. We can develop really cool technology, and that's all great, but we shouldn't be trying to play God and think we can make actual life. We can't.

That said, within the confines of Knight Rider's fictional universe, Kitt is fully alive. Michael is the only character who has so much as a shot of really getting that. Devon understands theoretically what Kitt is meant to be, and Bonnie even understands mechanically, but Michael sees his personality. And it's strange, really, how the show sometimes treats this as important but sometimes Not. I really love how, in Trust Doesn't Rust, Michael is far more hesitant to go after Karr than anyone else, asking if it really is necessary. I truly wish they'd have taken that further in TDR, and involved it at ALL in Kitt vs. Karr. Season 2 is my favorite because it embraces this (more later), but even then, we didn't get to see the stage in between that brought him there. He went from a caring skeptic in S1 to full-on sap in S2. Honestly, I really believe there's a lesson there about not taking those around you for granted, that just because you don't understand someone doesn't mean they're any less worthy of love, that just because you know you care doesn't mean that they do. I never expected Knight Rider to become an arc-motivated show, but I did at least hope that the subtle throughline would stay more consistent.

They're deeper than they seem

Basically just above 2.0. He has an internal struggle I think, between wanting to trust his new family and having been burned by his old one (the police force I mean, especially Tanya). It takes him a good while to FULLY trust and understand Kitt--yes, the pilot is a big step in that direction and probably what the show writers meant to be the end of it, but I can't help but sense more. Is his best friend even REAL, y'know? Also probably PTSD. And ,,, EVERYTHING about Stevie, it almost feels like an entirely different mini-show in those episodes? Possibly even some imposter syndrome about how this new life isn't even HIS life, he's walking in the shoes of somebody else? I dunno, but there's a lot here.

Also, while I don't know if I'm down fully with the "Michael is ace" headcanon, because he's definitely willingly Done the Deed plenty as implied by certain episodes of the show (man I hate that sentence I'm sorry), I do love the idea that he's really not fulfilled by these relationships in the slightest. That behind the "not thoughts, head empty" smile he just wants something real, but has been dragged into a fake life and a surface-level existence. Feels bad man

They work better as part of a dynamic

Michael and Kitt, mostly. If Michael were by himself, Knight Rider would feel like just another Magnum PI, Hardcastle and McCormick, etc. Not that these shows are bad, Magnum PI has probably aged better than KR after all, but none of them captured my attention quite as much. Kitt,,, MIGHT be able to carry a show by himself entirely, if he were human? Idk, that personality is just so good and unique, but even he benefits from a foil. Michael, though, is probably the best iteration of a very common 80s MC personality, and having Kitt there is what makes it go from a pretty good romp to a wonderful classic.

Also Michael and Karr are my favorite duo to think about, it would be so good. Especially if Kitt is there trying to babysit his two himbo besties. Michael's got no braincells, and Karr has 'em but chooses not to use them.

Onto the blues, or the kinda/conditional opinions.

If they were real, I would marry them.

Depends on the season 100%. Season 1 Michael is likeable enough but just SO frustrating at times, and Season 3 has proven to be frequently outright insufferable. Season 2, though? That man's marriage material probably, and even just aesthetically. Maybe not MARRY marry, I don't really have a crush on him??? Anymore I tend to immediately convert my potential fictional crushes into blorbos, so there's that. But lifelong besties at least.

They're like a blorbo to me

HMM- Honestly? Dunno if this one's true. Then why did I mark it? Because... KINDA???

He's been at the forefront of my mind a lot more recently, admittedly because I already worked out Kitt + Karr's arcs (the TRUE blorbos) and am now trying to figure out what to do with him, but still. And even at times when I hate Michael's guts and wanna bap him in the forehead, I still don't hate him. Like "holy macaroni that was horrific like I actually hate you" "so you don't like him?" "*grinning* nah he's cute". Like, Hoff's characterization of him is too charming ashfo idc if he's an ahole he's MY ahole

So,,, probably more of my Little Skringlo than a Blorbo, but close enough.

Nothing I like about them is technically canon

See,,, Everything above about his character arc. See, I think his arc is SUPPOSED to be canon? But it isn't TEEECHNICALLY canon anymore thanks to Seasons 3 and 4 existing, which means S2 Michael got reverted to S1 Michael and then it was a whole mess. If it had ended in S2, I would have been convinced that it was the intended arc. But now, I don't actually know.

Why do they look like that

I'm interpreting this entirely wrong and I know it, you can't stop me /laughing hard

As I said before, I aesthetically love Michael so much, so I don't mean this as in "ew why does he look like that?" ... I mean it literally, WHY would you do that Wilton?

Why would you find some random guy in the street, go "that's the ticket Shahra", and then PUT YOUR KID'S FACE ON HIM ASDOHSHD WHY FOR WHY

so yeah, not Michael's fault, this is a Wilton callout post now

They got too much screentime

I'm really only saying this about the first half of Season 1. After Trust Doesn't Rust, they seemed to realize that people really REALLY loved the cars, and so balanced the episode more. Before, though, they tried to fit in so many bits for no reason while STILL giving Michael the majority of the screentime? It really went

Devon says Here is Mission (and establishes a Funny Interest)

Michael takes off with Kitt. Michael and Kitt participate in Banter, with Michael getting way more of the words than is reasonable?

Michael tracks down the bad guy and monologues stuff out loud, figures out a gameplan, goes in after Guy

Kitt has A Gag

Michael does 80% of the work

"I need ya buddy" vroom vroom Kitt silently breaks into building.

Michael does Car Stuff

punch punch bad guy even tho we have indestructible car!!! they get apprehended of screen we didn't see any cops show up either so I guess Michael sent 'em to the shadow realm

Devon's interest gets made fun of

Kitt's interest from Gag also gets made fun of

and scene

seriously am I forgetting anything here IASDHOI- The dynamic got fixed pretty quickly tho, which is why it's not a full Yes. I am fine with Michael getting the majority of the screentime so long as Kitt isn't left with like, three lines of dialogue.

Also, I do project SOME imposter syndrome onto him, just not enough to mark off that answer. And also I didn't wanna give y'all bingo so easily >:) try again muahaha

[artistgoudeau]

Drabble: Sugar daddy Erwin x femreader! Minors do NOT interact! 18 + only

Song inspiration: https://open.spotify.com/track/2ViSWfhT0kvEulXA1HH7Wk?si=vzHAwRG9RzO0D7tvEm8Ing

Ok so what about a sugar daddy Erwin who finds a fem sugar baby who grew up poor as dirt.

Becomes a HUGE simp! 😍 Like he met her while she was working one of her three jobs and paying for a sh*tty apartment. She catches his eye when she takes his dinner order and she’s clearly tired but is cherry and polite as possible to all of the guests. He becomes a regular at the restaurant she serves and always asks about her and her life. They exchange stories and experiences with each other and become basically friends. She doesn’t know he’s super rich at first until he finally asks her to accompany him to some job party he’s having. She thinks it’s just a regular office party until he sends her a dress that costs more than 3 months rent! He picks her up in a Mercedes and takes her to a gala event for his company where he is the CEO (cause duh). He apologizes afterwards for kinda misleading her but makes it up by bombarding her with gifts and dates. And when he learns about the extent of your debt/poverty, he helps convince you to quit your job and be his baby full time. He ✨SPOILS ✨ you to the point where you’re concerned that he’s speeding too much of his money on you. But he’s not concerned and buys you cars, plane tickets to wherever you want to go, custom designed clothes, luxury makeup and other hygiene products. The whole nine yards.

He HATES thinking of you having nothing to your name. Although you are very used to the struggle life, he doesn’t think a perfect being such as you should ever have anything less than perfection and luxury. He wants you to be his queen and never have to worry about anything ever again. You tell him about your childhood where your single mother did everything she could to make life work for your family. She would regularly go without food or other necessities in order to make sure the family was taken care of. Hearing this breaks his heart. He’s always been privileged even after the death of his father. He has always had more than enough. You reminded him that money isn’t everything. You were poor yes but you were happy. Your family was together and you were able to find other joys in life. At this point he realizes he loves you and wants to keep you around as possible but he can’t tell you yet befits he knows if you love him too. His exes had all acted very sweet at first but would later turn into something else entirely after he confessed his feelings. They only wanted his money. He wanted to be truly loved. 🥺❤️

You spend more time at his place these days. Not that you or him mind. He’ll eventually have you move in and even give you your own room when you want privacy. You’re so domestic with him. Making him meals and helping relax after a long day of work. You always greet him with hugs and kisses when he gets home from work. “Muah! Daddy hi! Let me get your jacket! Would you like me to pour your drink?” “Hello darling. A drink would be lovely yes.” He’s smiling like an idiot watching you bounce away to his mini bar to pour him a scotch (neat ✨) . “It smells heavenly in here. What are you making?” “Ha. It’s just chicken with some sides, nothing special.” You couldn’t possibly know how much it means to him to have you cook him meals and tend to him almost like a husband. In your mind, it was the very least you could do after all he’s given you.

When he is gone for business trips he has you send him pics and videos of you playing with your toys and stuffing your fingers in your pussy. He loves soap shower/bath pics the best. Whenever he gets the chance he’ll have a video call with you, giving you directions on how he wants you to touch yourself. “That’s it baby, now add another finger. Come on, I know you can do it sweetie. You take my fingers so well, just pretend it’s me. I know it’s not the same. I’ll be home soon to stuff your little cunt proper.” He says the filthiest things when he’s in that mood. You can see his cock leaking from the tip as he’s stroking himself. You can even hear the wet sound from his rapid strokes. 🥵😳 “See what you do to me baby? I’m so hard for you. I miss you so much.”

You are so grateful to him (cause you were raised with manners)✌🏾. You make sure to thank him as much as possible for his generosity. You write him letters and get him cards that you hope can convey your gratitude. And in addition, you gobble up that cock like you need it to live. 😝 He praises your efforts, “There’s a good girl, Daddy loves the way you take him so deep.” He knows he has a lot to handle, but he’s touched at your enthusiasm to please him. Don’t worry, you both have plenty of time to get his dick fully down your throat. ☺️His favorite positions are to have you bouncing on his dick in his office and in bed. He loves making you good his little cock sleeve and watches as his dick splits you wide open. He loves to give you praise after you’ve been so good for him. “Just like that Angel, use my cock to make yourself cum.” “So perfect, my little princess, you deserve the best. I’ll give you anything you want love.” “So good for me, you’re so fucking tight!” Absolutely fantasies about marrying you. (Especially after you swallow his cock whole the first time 🤪. This man almost lost his composure and bucked his hips forward making you gag.😩. )

Can you tell I have a problem? 😭 let know what you guys think 😬

[diavolosthots]

Hello, lovely writer 💙 If you like, might you please write a scene of mc x satan having a movie night? Just lots of cuddles, kissing and fluff. 🥰 Thank you thank you, darling, and please don’t feel any pressure to write this if it doesn’t spark anything 💙 Happy holidays! 🥰 And thank you!

***REQUESTS ARE NOT OPEN THIS IS FROM LAST TIME***

imma be real this idea was sparked by my friend who said she never watched HP/Marvel/Star Wars/LOTR/any other major movie franchise... Lol

Uneducated (SATAN X GN!READER)

For someone who’s so intelligent he’s actually pretty uneducated. How could he miss the major franchises of the past like… 50 years?! What good does it do you when you’re alive for literally ever and you don’t even know the basics like Harry Potter and Star wars?! Especially Harry Potter… he calls himself a bookworm, a nerd, and has never even read the books. Unbelievable. You still stared at him in disbelief days later. Star Wars? You might excuse, he doesn’t really seem to be the Star Wars type… but he should’ve at least heard of it! You figured he must at least watch one of the franchises, and if he hates it after the first movie… you may be somewhat more accepting. “I read the books.” He held up all seven Harry Potter books, smiling proudly, “in just a couple of days, to prepare for our movie marathon. I was debating on if I should go in blindsided but I figured the movies didn’t do the books justice so… I took it upon myself to read them.” Of course he would do so. “Well… you’re not wrong. How did you like them?” 

He liked them, a lot. You had to sit through a whole three hour presentation of why he believes Snape is treated unfairly and Draco is misunderstood; however, his favorites were actually the twins, Fred and George Weasley, “they should’ve been there a lot more. The true backbones of the books and, presumably, the movies.” Well, you wouldn’t go that far but you let him believe that. “Alright… well, sit.” You patted the spot beside you, thankful that Satan managed to hide a T.V. in his room where he watched all the shows he usually does. You pulled some pillows onto the floor, pushing some of the books aside that will probably never find a proper home on any of the shelves. “I think… hm.. You might like the movies for visual reasons.” “Please, (Y/N). I already drew out everything in my head as I read the books. If it’s not like I imagined, the movies will be thrown out.” You bit your tongue, not wanting to be quite so obvious in the fact that the movies should’ve been thrown out, anyway. 

It didn’t take long for him to start arguing about how the movies do a terrible representation of the books and… it was more amusing than anything. Admittedly, you shouldn’t have laughed as much as you did, but it was just so funny to see him get all riled up, all angry and then letting it out toward the screen, “Satan! Hey! I know… sshh… calm down…” you were still laughing when you managed to cradle him in your arms, not really keeping him there with much strength, but you at least wanted him to stop yelling at the screen. He fake struggled, whining a bit more against you, “(Y/N)... These movies are distasteful! We’re only two movies in and… what happened to Arthur punching Lucius!? I was looking forward to it…!” He let himself be pulled into your lap, letting your arms push his face into your chest as he pouted. Of course, he wasn’t upset about it, but he does like being babied by you because you do it so well. Plus, you were comfortable and he’d be a fool to pretend anything else. 

“Yeah? Just wait when you see what happened in the Marvel movies vs. the comic books.” He shakes his head, lifting it up from your chest to look at you, a small smirk gracing his lips before he pushes you down onto your back, letting himself fall on top of you, “You’re trying to get me even more riled up, aren’t you? Is that your goal? Speak, (Y/N). I need to know.” A smirk of your own matched his, your hands sneaking up to run through his hair, “hm… maybe? I just like it when you get close.” A teasing roll of his hips against yours, although it stopped immediately after, his head dropping down onto your chest again. As a matter of fact, his whole body dropped onto you and you grunted a little at the added weight, “oof! S-Satan… you’re heavy..!” “are you calling me fat? You need to apologize.” He’s just messing around of course, “Apologize…? Satan get off!” But he didn’t even budge, just looking back down at you, “kiss me and I might.” 

You rolled your eyes, laughing again because he’s being so extra and… a little needy. Sometimes he had these random moments where he wants to be like every couple on T.V.; dorky, cute, rolling around on the floor for seemingly no reason. “Fine, one kiss,” and you couldn’t help but oblige to his wishes. His head slowly dipped down and you grabbed it with your hands, kissing his lips repeatedly as a laugh escaped him. You matched it, giggling from your own actions before pampering his whole face with kisses, “muah! There. Was that enough?” He seemed to be in thought, smiling down at you. A soft pink was caressing his cheeks and he quickly rolled over, taking you with him so that you landed up on top instead, “hm… almost. Come here, kitten.” His arms wrapped around you tightly, squeezing you against him and you swore you heard your back crack, “T-Too tight… Satan… can’t breathe…” “Good. the less you can breathe the less you can squirm. I’ll make you my perfect little cuddle buddy.” Was that a death threat? Wide eyes looked up at him, but he only laughed loudly, his head falling back in amusement. 

“Are you trying to kill me?!” He was still laughing, unwrapping his arms from around you to cover his face. His whole body was shaking beneath you and you frowned, tickling his sides because you might as well have fun with it, but the beautiful sound of his voice laughing abruptly stopped when he took his hands in yours, rolling you back over and looking down at you with a stern face, “... only with love.” His eyes were sparkling with mischief, a smug smirk gracing his lips now and before you knew it, his own hands were tickling you instead; his kind of love. At least he wasn't ranting about Harry Potter anymore.

[bokutobaby]

ahh!! ur writing is just MUAH CHEFS KISS. ok bear w me on this one, can i request the karasuno boys @ kags having a sLumBer pArTy and the reader is his sister. where basically tsukki has a crush on her and when he sees her at the house he’s super flustered, then later in the night when all the boys are asleep they run into each other in the kitchen or whatever, AH I HOPE THAT MADE SENSE LOL. u can make it nsfw or sfw i trust ur abilities as a writer 😌

ok you are the SWEETEST AHH tysm for the support & and i hope u enjoy !! :’) p.s sorry this took me forever😭 | requests

tsukishima kei x kageyama!reader

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“tsukishima, did ya hear me?” hinata said, shoving his elbow into the blonde boys side.

turning his head away from you — who’d came downstairs to bring some blankets for the team — tsukki adjusted his glasses and looked at hinata. “what do you want?”

hinata narrowed his eyes, looking between where he was just staring, and then back at tsukki. “forget that, were you just staring at kageyama’s sister?” being the naturally energetic person he was, hinata’s loud voice not only alerted you of their conversation, but the rest of the team sitting on the floor and couch around them.

you felt your face heat up slightly, as you nervously chuckled before handing out the last blanket and going back upstairs to your room.

the living room was silent, until a giggle from sugawara was heard.

“that’s embarrassing,” he added in between his laughter. “i’m sure she doesn’t appreciate you talking about her as if she’s not in the room.”

tsukki closed his eyes and groaned, ignoring the chatter and teasing (and glaring from kageyama) from his teammates.

ever since he found out about tobio’s twin sister, he’d been infatuated. at first it was ridiculous, him assuming anyone who looked and most likely acted like the “king of the court” didn’t deserve a minute of his time. he even dreaded the moment he was told you’d be waiting for your brother in the gym until practice was over, but the moment his eyes laid on yours all of that resentment was flushed down the drain.

tsukki pulled away from his thoughts and dismissed both suga and anyone else who was ready to question hinata’s awfully embarrassing question.

sooner or later it was well into the night, and the kageyama household was filled with the soft snores of karasuno’s volleyball team. tsukishima was the farthest thing from tired, his mind traveling back to you.

he often thought about the way you were the complete opposite of each other and how someone would probably think he were lying if tsukki were to admit he’d taken an interest in you. weirdly enough he loved how energetic you were around school, always talking to your relatively big group of friends.

he didn’t understand why he liked how different you were from him, but he didn’t mind it.

sighing, he knew there was no way he’d fall asleep now. slowly getting up from his sleeping bag he wandered into the kitchen, searching through every cabinet for a glass.

“the shelf to the right, if you’re looking for a cup.”

tsukki’s heart skipped a beat at the sound of your voice, and he swiftly turned to see you.

an oversized tshirt covered your frame and held a pack of oreos in your hand, slightly grinning at his frightened face.

“sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. i was just returning these.”

he watched carefully as you put the cookies back into the pantry. he’d never been alone with you before, and he was at a loss for words.

“i uh, yeah.”

he internally face palmed at his awkwardness. this wasn’t like him at all.

you giggled and shut the pantry door. “tobio was wrong i guess,” you teased, “he said you couldnt go a second without being annoying.” and turned back around to head up the stairwell.

tsukki scoffed. “the only thing that goes on in his head are volleyball and terrorizing hinata. he has no room to speak.”

stopping at the bottom step, you let out another laugh, covering your mouth so you wouldn’t wake the sleeping boys not so far away. the sound was literal music to his ears.

“you’re not wrong. you know one time, i was like, on this whole rant and when i went to ask for his opinion he mumbled something about needing a partner to do drills with!” you exclaimed.

for the rest of the night, the two of you sat on the kitchen floor and giggled and joked about any and everything. it wasn’t long before the sun was starting to come up, and you hadn’t stopped yawning since.

tsukki let out a yawn himself.

“hey uhm, this was nice..” he said, looking at you as you held your knees to your chest in front of him.

you smiled, feeling your cheeks warm up a bit. “it really was, tsukishima. sorry for keeping you up so late though,” you said sheepishly. he only shook his head, and leaned in a little closer towards you.

“i’d sacrifice sleep to talk to you anytime.”

so although the rest of the boys put two and two together when they saw that you were the only two who couldn’t keep their eyes open all afternoon, and then went on to tease him even more than before..

it was worth it, and tsukki definitely wasn’t getting over this crush any time soon.

[azrielsribbon]

!!! A COURT OF SILVER FLAME SPOILERS !!!

Alternatively, Asli finished the book in like six hours and has many, many thoughts.

ON THE TOPIC OF NESTA, SOME CASSIAN AND NESSIAN AS A WHOLE.

holy shit. this is a lot.

She has grown so much, and I mean that by the little things.

I love that sjm didn’t make it so she was addicted to the wine and sex

Okay I understand Nesta was frustrating sometimes because she really was stubborn but some of the shit Cassian said was really out of line. Especially when he screamed that no one like fucking liked her.

Cassian was down so bad this entire book and I knew that the moment he said he hadn’t bed a female in two years. He was STARVINGGG

Her determination in getting down those stairs, I probably wouldve tested myself down a window or something.

I liked how she bonded with the House. It was a refreshing, different take on loneliness and finding a friend.

The House and how it looked after her. It was the biggest thing in her journey.

One theme I see in Nesta a lot is self sabotage, especially when it means the safety of others. She’s ready to throw herself in front of them.

Her banter with Cassian was really nice to read.

WHEN SHE MENTIONED HAVING A THREESOME TWICE I DIED

Cassian and his backstory was rip. It was really sad thinking about how little kid Cass really regretted some of the things that even he couldn’t control.

sjm did not disappoint with inner thoughts. Those were really refreshing.

She wasn’t vividly jealous or furious at Mor and Cassian’s friendship and I really liked that take.

Cassian’s silent jealously when Helion tries to flirt with Nesta and she dodged it LMAOOO

When Cassian kisses her in front of their family to help her get out of the map

Her silent bond with Az! That kept me going honestly. He was a sly bastard sometimes.

Sometimes I really questioned somethings, like those fast smut scenes but that’s just my preference.

Her marching down to Amren’s after she finds out they voted against her having the weapons she Made

Not to mention how she told Feyre about the baby and the labor risk out of anger, that really hurt both of them and me.

When she stayed silent during her punishment hike with Cassian. Each thought tore me apart.

When he warned her about falling and she was glad he didn’t see the expression on her face. How she didn’t mind if she fell down and how it would better.

When she cried after all those days of silence and finally told him how she felt underneath all that.

He softened up fast too and blamed himself for not realizing all this time why she hated the fire.

Can we talk about that dancing scene with Eris? And how Cassian was secretly exploding on the side as he remembered her mother wanted her to marry a Prince just like Eris.

WHEN ERIS ASKED RHYS WHAT HE WANTED IN EXCHANGE FOR NESTA TO BE HIS BRIDE AFTER LIKE A COUPLE DANCED LMAOO

The Solstice scene had my heart. The gift Az got Nesta and how she hugged him after he told her about it. How Cassian smiled at the sight.

HOW CASS GOT HER A LITTLE MUSIC BOX RECORDED WITH THE MUSIC FROM THE BALLROOM AND HOW HE ASKED THE MUSICIANS TO PERFORM IT FOR HIM AFTER EVERYONE LEFT SO HE COULD GET IT FOR HERRRR

They really kept shit away from each other till it exploded in an argument and that’s a reoccurring theme with this book couple.

WHAT MADE ME SO FRUSTRATED WAS HOW HE WANTED TO STAY IN HER BED AFTER SEX AND SHE WANTED TO CUDDLE BUT THEY DIDNT SAY ANYTHING AND ASSUMED THE OTHER DIDNT WANT IT

The topic of mates was RUSHED. Like I mean really rushed. First they argue, he says shackled and then the next time they get to speak (after the forced Blood Rite and labor scene) they accept it? I dont know, it didn’t sit with me.

I wish Nesta would elaborate on why she didn’t believe in Mates even more and Cassian would actually listen for once. Again, rushed.

The ending was fast paced in my opinion. We could’ve really had more to go off of, I needed more domestic Nessian.

ON THE TOPIC OF NESTA, GWYN, EMERIE

I am obsessed with Gwyn, Emerie and their friendship with Nesta.

I love how Gwyn and Nesta started, both gritting their teeth and still appreciating that aspect of each other.

How Nesta raced to help her with a book even when their first encounter wasn’t the friendliest.

Gwyn being persistent in paying back her small debt. I love her.

When Gwyn applied to defense lessons after Nesta defended them from the scholar priestess.

Emerie, my homegirl. I love her to death. The way she easily befriends Nesta, how Nesta stands up for her when her cousin comes to bother her.

I don’t know if it was just me, but Emerie and Mor might possibly be something. Either good friends or interested lovers.

THE WAY EMERIE BONDED OVER SMUTTY NOVELS WITH THE OTHER GIRLS AND LET THEM BORROW HER STUFFFFFF

Gwyn helping Nesta with her research on Valkyries. Muah.

Gwyn and Az, I feel like something might happen here and if it does, I do not want any Elriel drama getting dragged in, MY GIRL GWYN HAS BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH OKAY

Gwyn thinking she doesn’t deserve the purity jewel the other priestesses wear and her backstory honestly just broke me. She endured so much.

Emerie and everything she lost. Her mother, her brother, her wings and any dreams she had of flying. How she distracts herself with work and gardening to keep that off her mind.

The way the girls all developed inside jokes, jokingly hanged up on Cassian at training and always had Nesta’s back.

The way they were dedicated to each other even during the Rite when they couldve let one another behind and won.

HER SISTERSSS I CRIED I WOULD DIE FOR THIS MF TRIOOOO

ON THE TOPIC OF THE INNER CIRCLE + THE ARCHERON PARENTS

Fey-ruh was pregoooo she and Rhys raw dogged it

I felt really really bad when no one fucking told her she would die because the baby had wings and she wasn’t fit to give birth like that. Like. What.

Can we talk about how they fucked when Feyre was in her Illyrian form and didn’t think the thing through?

Rhys, I can’t stand the guy. First he wants to make a bargain with his mate that they die together and then he wants to keep it from her that she can die when giving birth to their kid.

I think what pissed me off the most was when he was trying to help Cassian get Nesta out of a nightmare/power “episode” and had to experience what she did with the Cauldron and seeing Elain and Cassian hurt. He said he knew she was feeling something but seeing and feeling it yourself was different. Yeah, what else did you think smartass.

Rhys has a habit of keeping important shit secret, Amren is no better either. I think that’s what pissed me off the most. They sometimes kept the too important shit away.

As much as Nesta grew, so did Feyre. They both developed pretty good in my mind, I don’t hate her as much as I despise Rhys sometimes. All and all I love how she and Nesta ended up.

Amren....I get her point about Nesta using and abusing their friendship. At the same time, sometimes she was too harsh.

Elain, darling old cottage core aesthetic Elain. I found her to be a little insufferable sometimes. How she showed up unexpectedly at the Library to talk to Nesta and they got into an argument was funny to me since Nesta pulled out some stuff on her.

ELAIN THANKING NESTA AND SAYING FINALLY AFTER SHE TELLS HER TO “OH FUCK OFF” AT THE SOLSTICE PARTY WAS SO RANDOM

Elain and Lucien is some fucked up shit. I understand how she doesn’t want to acknowledge the fact that they’re mates and all that but you can atleast thank the guy when he gives you a gift on Solstice.

I feel bad for Lucien because as sweet as Elain might show to be, she’s really hurting him and could just reject him if she really doesn’t want him.

AZ AZ AZ I LOVE HIM AND HIS SLY MOMENTS

Az when he cockblocks is the best thing. Do it more often.

Az and Nesta’s bond is something I want to see more, as well as how she literally thought about a threesome with him and Cassian.

Morriiiiigan. Everyone mentions her beauty and how she’s like the sun walking and I admire that. She wasn’t as annoying as I thought she’d be on the topic of Nesta and Cassian being an item.

She also wasn’t in the book as much which made sense since she was in Vallahan. I did like how she accepted Nessian towards the end.

The long awaited Mrs Archeron. Some of my theories about her proved true! About how she groomed her daughters into marriage ideologies at the worst age. 12 and 11? What the fuck?

The way she called Elain a pretty thing with no ambition at 11, no wonder Nesta and Elain have no proper knowledge of survival like Feyre did. She was set on making sure Nesta married someone who would treat her well, Elain married someone rich since her beauty was beyond all three of them.

Literally Mrs Archeron was not okay LMAOOO why are you telling your daughters this when they haven’t even bled yet damn CHILL

I felt bad since she didn’t care for Feyre and only their father doted on Elain and Feyre. Nesta was kept all to her mother to feed off Mrs Archeron’s narcissism.

Not to mention she died a year later

I found it funny Elain mentioned how at 15, Nesta even had their dad fearing her. Like it’s your daughter, wdym you fear her

The backstory on how Nesta treated him and how she feels now looking back. It was saddening and I unfortunately know the regret of not doing somethings. It must eat her alive.

I enjoyed reading this book, even if I wasn’t content with the ending. I tabbed a LOT of things so you’ll probably catch me editing and adding more to this in the morning. Thank you for reading all the way down here! 🤍

[lawslessons]

Happy Birthday! (Sabo x Reader)

So, today is the birthday of someone very dear to my heart, @quartermera​ !! I love you so much and I wanted to make you something to celebrate you and how amazing you are! I love you! I hope your birthday is amazing! Muah! <3

Warnings: None!

Synopsis: Pies? Lights? How will Sabo get everything done in time for their birthday? Would they even like it? Among all the stress of preparing for his partner’s birthday, he learns to embrace the stressful moments and celebrate the joyful ones. 

“Are we sure that they won’t figure out what’s happening?” Sabo asked with a nervous and unsure expression on his face. He was pacing around the kitchen while Koala helped him with baking the pie. Well, she was the one who was baking while Sabo continued to stress himself out by pacing around the room with his list in his hands. Pie, lights and the banner. Only three things but he was nervous beyond belief. 

“They won’t, and why are you making me use lemons?” Koala asked as she grated some of the lemon zest into a bowl with a scrunched up expression on her face. She was acting as if the citric fruit was an onion and that it would make her eyes water. The reason she was so nervous was because she was worried the lemon juice would spray her in the eyes. 

“Because, they love lemon meringue pies,” Sabo explained as he crouched down in front of the oven so he could see how the pie was baking in the oven. “And meatloaf, i’ve never had that though. Should we try making that for them too?” Sabo asked before he heard a rather loud yell coming from his friend. 

“Ah! The lemon is in my eye!” Koala winced as she rubbed her eyes to help herself out, but that only made things worse. 

“How did you get lemon in your eye? You were supposed to zest the lemon, not squeeze it,” Sabo reminded her with a small laugh. 

“Maybe you should be the one doing this instead of me!” Koala protested as she looked at him with an angry red eye. Sabo started to laugh even louder when he saw how badly the lemon juice was affecting his friend. Koala sighed and shook her head. “If this was for anyone else, I would’ve said no, but I know how much they mean to you,” Koala softly said as she pulled the pie out of the oven and set it aside to cool. “And for the meatloaf? That is not happening,” She stated to the grinning blonde. 

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Sabo was nervous throughout the rest of the day. He had spent his entire day making sure that the little surprise he had planned would go off without a hitch. Time was running out and his heart started to speed up, he was terrified that something would happen. What if they got attacked? What if they didn’t even show up? What if the pie tasted really, really bad? Sabo tried to not think about that too much and instead used his devil fruit abilities to get the lights around him lit and make the atmosphere more warm. 

Sabo was struggling with the placement. He managed to light them, but they were all on the ground. The more he tried to move them, the more tangled they became, this was turning into a mess. 

“Uh oh...” Sabo mumbled. He felt his transponder snail beginning to ring in his pocket, and when he pulled it out he saw that it was Koala. 

“The pie is all ready, everyone else is ready, we’re ready when you are!” Koala chirped before she ended the brief call. Sabo smiled at that, he was grateful to have someone like her in his life, he put his mini snail away in his pocket and nervously continued with getting the mini party set up. 

He hoped that moment wouldn’t be soon. He was still struggling with figuring out how to get the lights up, and don’t get him started on how messy the floor looked. He was stressed, and of course as he was balancing on a ladder, he head familiar footsteps approach the floor. 

They had spent their birthday shopping and pampering themselves. When they came back with a couple of bags in their hands, they looked a little tired but otherwise happy. 

“Happy birthday,” Sabo awkwardly smiled from the ladder before he moved towards them and gave them a soft hug. He took the bags from them and tried to act as if everything was fine. The lights totally weren’t on the floor, the ladder totally didn’t fall to the ground during their hug. Nope, it was all fine... They smiled and hugged him back before allowing him to take the bags. “Did you have fun?” Sabo asked as he put the bags off to the side to deal with later. 

“Yeah! I did, I bought some nice clothes and I even got you a new cravat,” They shared to the blushing man by their side. 

“You did? You didn’t have to,” Sabo bashfully said before they placed a finger against his warm lips. 

“But I did, it’s my birthday so I can do what I want, remember?” They chuckled, that made Sabo smile. 

“Yeah, you’re right. And speaking of birthdays...” Sabo began,

“Surprise!” Koala quickly said as she jumped out from behind a barrel. “Oh wait! Was I supposed to wait? I’m sorry I got too excited,” She admitted a bit sheepishly. They looked surprised as more people from the army popped up from behind the barrels and smiled. The party was a mess of sloppily written banners with their name on it and it even looked like there was paint on the floor. But seeing how proud everyone seemed to be of what they made for them brought a smile to their face. 

“Happy birthday,” Sabo said again as he pulled out a lemon pie for them. They looked surprised and placed their hands over their mouth in shock. “I know how much you like them, so -- “

“Oh, Sabo! I love it!” They said as they pulled Sabo in for a hug and began to laugh excitedly. “You did this all for me? Why?” They asked as they looked at all the lights and the pie. The lights around them mimicked the stars and the night sky, except they were on the ground, but nevertheless, this moment felt ethereal and unreal. While their birthday was great, this moment alone made it feel perfect for them. Just seeing the effort Sabo put in for them and their birthday made them feel special and made this birthday that much more meaningful.

“You’re important to me, so,” Sabo shrugged and let his hat cover some of his embarrassed, flustered face. “I wanted to celebrate how much you mean to me,” He admitted. 

“And you even made me a pie!”

“Oh! Well...”

“Koala made it?”

Sabo sheepishly smiled and nodded, it was obvious that Koala made it. If Sabo attempted it, the whole kitchen would’ve burned down in an instant.

“Thank you, this means a lot to me, you mean a lot to me,” They said as they bashfully fed the flustered Sabo a bite of the delicious pie.

“And you mean the world to me, happy birthday,” Sabo said as he shared a bite with them. All the stress throughout the day was worth it, he would do anything to see them smile like that. He never wanted that light to fade away, he was glad that he had that light for now and forever. 

[moons-and-stars-and-shit]

Oh I've been waiting for this moment hihihi. so may a request a 🍰

Appearance:

Not really too much to brag about but... i’m 5’2, toned skin, medium brown hair( still have some green remnants)slim body thin waist + pretty marked hip (one of the parts of my body that i really like ) but oddly thick thighs. Dark brown eyes and small but still full lips.

Style / Aesthetic :Don't know exactly how to describe this, but most of the time I work with grunge,dark academia and vintage, but often you can see me in cotagecore and glam chic outfits. or a big mix of this

Personality:

I’m a taurus, Libra rising and Sag moon , ESFP,Love to make new friends and i can be pretty talkative...principally if we talking about art, music , cooking , animes or sports .I’m a ravenclaw ,I can be really stubborn but I'm trying to work on this, people also say i have short temper, but i can't believe this.Teasing sarcastic and flirty are some adjectives I can add to my personality description, it is actually so natural that i probably do without notice. I can be a really crackhead sometimes, especially when I'm with my friends, but mostly I try to use the reason . I can be pretty clingy to my close friends and family. Also I can be pretty random, being my friend means that you will receive some messages/ videos at 3 AM or even get a new playlist in full Tuesday :)

Hobbies and random stuff :

I love cooking / baking i actually have a “brand ” of homemade biscuits (family’s recipe), I can play volleyball and badminton and i normally do this with my friends(in the end of High school i played almost everyday ) and now i’m planing play for my university’s team. I really like to listen to music , and I'm doing this 24/7( I kind of have a server on discord just for the music bot ). I actually can speak 3 languages and I'm working on the 4th one but i’m never trust my skills before sending a text in another language !!. I can actually be both or too energetic or a totally lazy bitch. but i’m probably always up to talking/ listening. I really like flowers ( I love learning about their meaning), and poetry , also writing and reading even though I've not been doing this lately.

Fun fact my favorite color is white but 85% of my wardrobe is black .

I really like make up and i love do it , but i have so me block with eyeliners i just can't do it right

About Relationships :

My love language is Quality time, so just being able to relax next each other (friends / s/o) with no words being necessary for meIt's already enough, oh i can get a little too touchy sometimes since I really like to cuddle. I love adventures, visiting new places, shopping, nature dates, stargazing, board games/ cards nights. I really like to innovate, as long as i have a good company I think I can do almost everything.

Ahhhh Lecxi, yours matchups are the best, i just love the way you write so much ,it's a muah *chef kiss*

@lilshortcakess

A/N- This took SO long and I am SO sorry 🥲 but I hope you still enjoy it my dear!

Romantic Matchup

𝐎𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐓𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐮

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐘𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐞𝐭

So you were on Seijous girls volleyball team

And you met Oikawa because well...

Ya’ll kept practicing overtime 😅

Now we’ll just say that you wanted to practice your spikes

and for that, you would need a setter

And Oikawa wanted to practice his sets

For him to do that he would need a spiker

So ya’ll were just like “hey let's just practice together

Now every time there was practice

When everyone left

You would meet up with Oikawa so that you two could practice

This went on for a while before Oikawa decided on getting to know you on a more personal level

I mean if he was going to be practicing with you he might as well get to know you right?

So he started taking you out to eat after you two finished practicing

Sometimes he would take you to a diner

Sometimes it would just be a gas station

But either way, you two would end up just sitting and talking to each other

This is how Oikawa found out how much he actually liked you

We’ll get into why later 👀

Anyways after falling into this little routine he started to hang out with you during school hours

Damn, he was really just weaseling his way into your life, isn't he?

He would only realize he had a crush on you when Iwa pointed it out

So at this point, he was just like fuck it

YOLO am I right?

So he just casually asked you out when he took you to a gas station after practice

Romantic I know

But he was over the moon when you said yes!

And ya’ll have been dating ever since

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮

He loves that you just listen to him

Like you GENUINELY listen to him

He's found that not a lot of people care what he's saying outside of volleyball

But you listen to anything and everything he talks about

And you show interest too!

This was the thing that made him realize that he liked you

Ok he REALLY loves your flirty nature

Just the fact that instead of getting flustered at his flirty comments

You just pop off with your own comment

He loves someone who can match his energy

He really likes that your clingy 👀

Whenever you hold him or ask him for cuddles

it just makes him feel wanted and loved

𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐃𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

Ok so just addressing the elephant in the room

He loves to play volleyball with you

He calls it a good “bonding” activity

Now that THAT'S out of the way

He likes to bake with you

He has even made recipes personalized to him

For example

“Oikawa's Milk Bread Biscuits”

Yup

He took your biscuit recipe

And turned it into a milk bread

He likes to listen to music with you

I feel like he hates awkward or uncomfortable silence

So he always has SOME kind of music playing 

And finally

He loves to talk to you

Granted it's a lot of him talking and you listening

But if you're feeling down and need someone to talk to 

He's all ears

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐜

One time you and Oikawa were practicing overtime

And Iwa came into the gym and yelled at you both for “overworking yourselves”

You and Oikawa actually sell his milk bread biscuits at school

Get that coin sis 🤑

You and Oikawa just throw random pick up lines at each other

and i cant get the image of him doing finger guns at you every single time 444

He gets really mad when you start speaking a different language

Cause he cant understand you!

So sometimes you just switch languages to piss him off :)

Causing him to learn the basic phrases of the languages you can speak

𝐀𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲

When Taurus and Cancer come together in a love affair, it’s usually a very good combination.

They are two positions apart within the Zodiac, and such Signs tend to share karmic ties and a deep mutual understanding.

These particular two Signs have much in common

Both prize security in a love relationship above almost all else

both tend to be nurturers

Cancer is emotionally nurturing

while Taurus loves to spoil their lover with sensual delights, gifts and good, rich meals

They’re both quite domestic and love a quiet night spent at home with their sweetie.

The Taurus-Cancer partnership tends to be a happy one due to this mutual enjoyment of the security and comfort of home.

They love a solid home base

a strong relationship

nice possessions

good food

all the comforts of domestic life.

Theirs is often the ideal family that people of other Signs strive for, with strong ties between them and a relationship that is family-oriented rather than toward the outside world.

Their only major problems arise when Taurus insists on having its own way and Cancer responds by sulking.

Taurus must understand Cancer’s emotional sensitivity, and Cancer needs rely on open, honest communication than on emotional blackmail.

The steady, reliable team they make.

Both Signs are dependable and nurturing, strongly oriented toward domestic life together.

A mutual love of home and security makes theirs an ideal long-term, family relationship.

𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜

𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 💋

[ofstarsandfireflies]

Requested by an Anny, this is for you you beautiful soul! Muah!

Pride and Pejudice

Two people who can’t stand one another end up falling in love with one another.

It was during a party held in the honour of the Avengers that Stephen had had the displeasure of first meeting Tony Stark.

They were both on the sidelines, Stephen watching his sister dance with Vision when he casually asked if Tony danced.

Apparently he didn’t so Stephen, for lack of anything else to do, left him for better company.

Vision is clearly smitten with Wanda, but Tony isn’t really in the mood for conversing about the topic as much as Vision is.

When Vision tries to bring up Wanda’s brother, Tony takes another swig from his glass and remarks how Stephen Strange is barley tolerable.

And, of course, Stephen hears him say this.

So he bides his time throughout the night until he finds himself in a conversation with his sister, Vision and Stark.

And once the opportunity presents itself, Stephen turns those words back around into him and leaves.

He’d thought that would have been the end of it.

A chance meeting where their threads crossed, never meant to cross again.

And it might have been had the Sanctum not had a particular guest some weeks later.

Killgrave.

Their brother.

Far more powerful than Stephen and Wanda combined, with just a word he could have them thrown out of the Sanctum seeming how he now owns it, holding the deed above their heads so they don’t get any ideas about betraying him in any way.

They want to, but until they can get enough money to buy the Sanctum back from him, they have to make sure they don’t crack any of the eggshells they’re forced to walk on whenever speaking to him.

So, while Wanda is off seeing Vision more and more frequently, Stephen is left to answer the door when he comes knocking.

Killgrave loves to talk and not just because of his powers of persuasion.

He talks about where he’s been and who he’s been with.

He talks about the connections he’s made and unraveled with a simple sentence.

And every dirty secret he’s managed to squeeze out of his victims.

And Stephen is just about to call it a night when he mentions Tony Stark.

Stephen leans in close and listens intently, hoping to hear something he can use as ammunition against the Avenger should they meet again, heaven forbid.

And their guest, eyes boaring into Stephen’s, tells him how the young Stark would throw his father’s money away, spending a large portion of it.

How he was far too busy showing off his wealth to his wealthy friends to come to his father’s death bed.

And how, with his dying breath, Tony Stark’s father named his closest friend as beneficiary of his fortune until his son marries.

And Stephen can’t help but wonder what poor, unfortunate soul would become burdened to a man like that.

So Killgrave tells him.

Pepper Potts, of course, daughter of the friend in his story; Obidiah Stane.

The following days see Killgrave staying in the Sanctum and inviting himself to the private party Wanda got an invite to from Vision where she can bring two friends with her.

And thus, Stephen and Tony are forced to meet again.

And for whatever reason, Tony asks him to dance with him.

Stephen, having still not forgiven Tony the last time they met and knowing Tony is expecting him to say no, agrees, wondering how the Avenger will react.

He doesn’t get much of one out of him and they are both forced to dance with one another.

Stephen remarks about what he learned from Killgrave as they step in time to the music and twirl around the other dancers, Tony doing his best to keep his answers brief before it really starts to irk him how much Stephen knows and they end up stopping in the middle of the dance floor to have a hushed argument.

How does Stephen know so much and where has he heard it?

How can Stephen hear so many different accounts of Tony’s character from other Avengers but only see a prideful man with nothing but money to his name?

When they start to draw attention to themselves, they resume dancing.

But once they do, they hold onto each other just that little bit tighter, move just a little bit closer, and when their eyes meet, it’s like they’re the only ones in the room.

Killgrave notices this.

He notices everything.

And when he notices something, he likes to keep it in the back of his mind to use later.

The next morning, everything goes horribly wrong.

Wanda bursts through the doors not an hour after she left to go see Vision once again, tears streaming down her face.

Stephen wants to check on her but Killgrave says he needs someone to make him a portal to a friend’s place.

He’s about to decline and tell him his sister comes first, but Killgrave’s smile widens a little, reminding Stephen that he’s asking.

Not telling.

Stephen reluctantly creates the portal where he wants to go and turns once again to go see his sister, when he stops at Killgrave’s words from behind him.

Obidiah Stane is on the other side of it.

If Stephen has any questions he’d like cleared up, he can ask them himself.

Stephen turns back to the swirling portal Killgrave has already stepped through, offering him the choice.

And Stephen takes it, unknowing that Tony Stark is beyond that portal as well.

Obidiah seems to know Stephen, talking about how much Killgrave spoke of him and his sister and how Killgrave had promised to bring Stephen with him next time he visited.

Obidiah looks over the Sorcerer standing there looking like he doesn’t know what to do with his hands, eyes locked on Tony.

The two barely get a greeting in before Obidiah is speaking over the top of them.

Can he write with those hands? Pepper has very nice handwriting.

Does he have any family left? Pepper lost her mother and that’s why she’s staying here with him.

Does he wear those dirty robes everywhere? Pepper has-

Obidiah catches Tony eye and stops at the look he is giving him.

Killgrave just smiles.

And watches.

He watches how Tony and Stephen stand when next to one another as compared to everyone else, how often they glance at one another and for how long, how sometimes one will catch a particular moment when the other isn’t looking at them and taking the moment for however long it may last just to watch them.

And he knows they’ve fallen in love.

What an interesting turn of events.

It’s the next day when Stephen finally learns why his sister was so upset.

Tony Stark had stopped Vision from seeing Wanda.

Stephen has just opened the Sanctum door to get some fresh air before he goes to demand Tony’s reasons for this, when he almost runs right into the man, hand raised as if to knock.

Stephen has half a mind to slam the door in his face, and even more so when Tony begins to talk about how he loves him and asks him to marry him.

Stephen can’t believe this.

He stopped Vision and Wanda from being together and now he all of a sudden wants to marry Stephen?

It made no sense.

Stephen’s heart suddenly lurches.

No.

It does make sense.

Tony can’t have his fortune until he’s married, and with Obidiah controlling the funds Tony needs to marry someone who isn’t Pepper.

So of course he’d choose Stephen.

A better alternative.

Stephen would rather die alone than be married to the man who ruined not only his sister’s happiness, but Vision’s as well, someone he thought was Tony’s friend.

Unexpecting his proposal to be rebuffed, what was meant to be a romantic speech quickly becomes another argument.

And at the end of it, Tony leaves.

And he doesn’t come back.

Stephen doesn’t see him for months.

Not anywhere.

It’s very unlike Tony to stay out of the spot light for this long and none of the Avengers have heard anything either.

And then, almost four months after Tony’s failed proposal, they hear a knock at the door.

Vision is there with a letter from Tony to Stephen.

Enclosed inside is the deed to the Sanctum.

As Stephen stares at his name written on the piece of paper Killgrave had kept from him for so long, he hears Wanda screaming excitedly, looking out the window to see her and Vision in each other’s arms.

He smiles and tries not to think of how it would feel to experience that with Tony.

And to not think of that proposal he would have said yes to had he not learned of what Tony has done.

That night, they receive another knock at the door.

Stephen rushes to open it, hoping it’s Tony.

Instead, it’s Obidiah Stane.

Obidiah wants to know if the rumour he heard from Killgrave of Tony and Stephen’s engagement is true.

And Stephen is quite aloof, refusing to give a straight answer to Obidiah’s prying.

But Obidiah knows what will happen if the rumours are true.

As stipulated in Howard’s Will: When Tony marries, the Stark fortune will move into his name.

And if Tony were to marry anyone but Obidiah’s daughter, then he and Pepper would lose the Stark fortune to Tony and his new partner.

They’d have nothing.

So Obidiah asks once more if he is engaged to Tony, and Stephen, with a hitch in his voice, says he isn’t.

Satisfied with the reply, Obidiah then tries to make Stephen promise never to enter into one and Stephen won’t, making Obidiah leave instead.

Unable to sleep that night for the thousands of thoughts racing through his head, Stephen paces, and then he sits and thinks before pacing again until the morning sunrise touches the floorboards beneath his feet.

Needing some fresh air, Stephen opens the Sanctum door to see Tony Stark standing there, hand raised as if he were about to knock, just like all those months ago.

Not that Stephen was replaying that moment in his head all this time or anything.

Tony pulls his glasses off, both of them standing in silence.

Stephen tries to break it by thanking him for buying the Sanctum and letting him have the deed, and for talking Vision into proposing to Wanda.

But Tony just smiles.

He did those things for Stephen.

Not because he hoped to win him over with these gestures, but because he wanted to.

He’d hoped to show Stephen who he truly was, and hoped that maybe, once he saw him for that person and not for the arrogant ass at that party so many months ago, that he would accept his hand once more.

And Stephen does.

Quotes -

“So what do you recommend to encourage affection?”

“Dancing. Even if one’s partner is barley tolerable.”

Stephen’s pride has been hurt and he takes great pleasure in wounding Tony’s in turn.

“Miss Elizabeth. I have struggled in vain and can bear it no longer. These past months have been a torment. I came to Rosings with the single object of seeing you...I had to see you. I have fought against my better judgement, my family’s expectation, the inferiority of your birth, my rank and circumstance all those things. But I’m willing to put them aside and ask you to end my agony.”

“I don’t understand.”

“I love you.”

Tony’s first attempt at asking Stephen to marry him.

“You can be at no loss, Miss Bennet, to understand why I am here.”

“Indeed you are mistaken, I cannot account for this honour at all.”

“Miss Bennet, I warn you. I am not to be trifled with. A report of a most alarming nature has reached me. That you intend to be united with my nephew, Mr. Darcy.”

Obidiah can’t let it happen and lose everything.

“You must know. Surely you must know it was all for you. You are too generous to trifle with me. You spoke with my aunt last night and it has taught me to hope as I’d scarecely allowed myself before. If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed. But one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed...I would have to tell you, you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love...I love...I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.”

Tony’s words to Stephen when he asks him to marry him a second time.

Hate that I love You -

They were so similar. Each stubborn in their circumstances. The were perfect for each other.

Not that they’d ever admit that to themselves.

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[vegetalass]

can i get uhh, the boys dating a dominant woman/person for the first time 👁👁 can be nsfw or not, your choice! if it’s silly you don’t have to fill it- btw i love ur your writing muah

👁👁 Wow…… Anon, you’re my best friend now and ily… Dominant HCs unlock my sharingan tbh… but my taste is actually really particular and not very mainstream so i really hope that this is what you had in mind and is suitable! Hopefully this is nsfw-enough for you!! 

18+!!!

sorry everyone because i went crazy again and this is super…. Long…..

Lowkey this is me @ myself rn tho for finishing this (although tell me why this sounds like the way abigail talks to john LMFAOOO) 

Arthur 

Despite being the biggest yes-man on the planet, he’s not really used to being considered the “submissive” one in any relationship

He’s big and tough looking, so anyone who can get up in his face and boss him around is pretty commendable in his eyes

Especially if it’s a romantic partner

It’s a little awkward at first because he’s so used to being the one providing for everyone, that being taken care of, or even just having his needs thought about, really makes him 🥺😳

To him, what’s attractive about having a dominant partner is partially just knowing that he doesn’t have to hide anything about himself

You WANT him to be himself, and will call him out when he’s not

In a way, he also honestly doesn’t mind not having to be there for you 24/7

That isn’t to say he’s not prepared to fight for and protect you, but knowing that you’ll stand by his side and always tell him how you really feel brings him a great deal of comfort 

If you fight with him about joining him for rides, bounties or chores for Dutch... 

Not only does it make the trips easier, but it also starts making the sex better

Basically... AFTER WORK SEX!!

(Sorry mom, please forgive me) 

And while it doesn’t happen at first... Once you let the pet names start slipping, he’s officially a goner 

The more intense they are, the better 

Sweetie, Baby, Sugar, Pookie, etc. all have him melting in a puddle 

Especially if you’re nonchalant about it and pretend not to notice what it does to him 

All soft smiles and “Arthur, Baby, tell me where you left Charles’ bow?” 

Yes, he has to pass away 

(Not really though because we already lost him once) 

Once you start sharing a tent/cot/bed.... You have to be the big spoon 

People might disagree with this… But he is just in love with you trying to wrap both your arms around him and the way you throw your leg over his hip

Cuddle him like a teddy bear and squish his face in your chest PLEASE

It makes him feel loved and needed… And frankly… He deserves it

(I actually have this down as inspiration for a fic, but…) I just imagine your relationship being one where you’re the one who makes him take care of himself, where you’re always trying to make sure he’s healthy and you do all the shopping for him and you’re the one to pick out all his new clothes.... And you make him stand still for you as you hold them all up to his chest to make sure they fit him right 

And he squirms when you touch him

He just feels good knowing that people see him being loved and getting taken care of

Basically, as long as it’s genuine, just treat him like your baby and he’s yours forever

John 

HOOO BOY

We already know this guy likes dominant people (*cough* Abigail *cough*)... But I really can’t lie to y’all… He’s a simp

The Absolute King of Simps 

At the beginning of your relationship, just as you’re getting serious and he’s begging to realize you aren’t namby-pamby, you could say anything to him and he’d just turn into a huge blushing fool 

Stuttering and everything when you ask him for things or for his help

Kisses are all opened-eyed, intense, and focused

He brings you some wildflowers that he found laying around and when you reach out to try to kiss him in thanks... 

You guessed it, he passes away 

Once you get more comfortable with each other, if you start standing up to Abigail on his behalf... He’d do anything for you 

Not that he doesn’t care for Abigail, but it’s easier when he has backup and someone around who doesn’t tell him that he’s shitty all the time

Watching you get annoyed when Abigail says something mean makes him feel better

Before this all started, though, he has to admit that he did have a little fun trying to have secret sex with you before you came out as a couple 

Loves it when you start toying with his clothes when he’s around.... 

Do things like stick your hands in his pockets or hold onto his suspenders or belt loops as he’s walking or passing you by 

That thing you sometimes see old married couples do when one has their arms wrapped around the other while they’re doing something boring and mundane like sitting around 

Um... Do that to him

Since he’s bad with expressing himself and has been verbally brutalized by Abigail on more than one occasion, his favorite thing is really just physical contact... 

Especially if you aren’t shy about it 

Okay I’m gonna day something controversial.... Straddle him... thanks and goodnight everybody

“John?” You call to him, though it’s more of a call for attention than a question, “Kiss me.” 

Lowkey this shit has me so fucked up bro 

Charles 

When he first realizes he’s pursuing someone more dominant than him, he’s a little bit… at a loss

He was raised a respectable gentleman, always taught to treat his partners delicately, so when he starts dating someone so bold and unafraid, it’s a little bit confusing to him

That’s not to say he doesn’t like it… but it’s honestly just unusual that he’s not exactly intimidating to you 

Most people find him quite large and overpowering, and never hesitate to question his skills as a natural leader... so having someone around him who takes the reigns from him ends up being a nice change

He just never really knew there was another option for him

This applies to sex, too, as he highkey enjoys sitting back and letting you take charge and pamper him 

He also ends up becoming really appreciative of the fact that you never hesitate to fight alongside him or take over what he’s doing

If Dutch ever sends you on a mission together… it’s over for anyone who gets in your way

He’s absolutely in love with the way you’re able to handle yourself around big tough guys 

And if you have a sharp tongue, that’s even better

The more headstrong and passionate about your beliefs you are, the better, basically

Literally power couple vibes only

Even if you just started dating, if you say anything mean to Micah… he’s going to get a boner 

Even just seeing you fight with people, verbally or physically, is also a turn on

Not even bothered if anyone tries to clown for being into someone dominant 

Cue him: *thinking about all the times you’ve had bomb ass sex* *sunglasses emoji*

Your sex life is basically a Megan Thee Stallion song 

Sorry, I don’t make the rules 

Lowkey if you ever told him to shut up or be quiet during an argument or sex he’d be 100000000x more in love with you

As long as you always have a mutual respect for one another and others, he’s gucci with practically anything else

Micah 

Knowing what we know about Micah… This one is a little bit tough

In the beginning, despite his obvious attraction, he will most likely try to fight with you and try to put you “back in your place”

Obviously, this absolutely does not work and he loses the fight every time 

But once his anger turns into sexual attraction... It feels good to just give up

It’s definitely kind of a sore subject for him, at first

Not that he doesn’t want to be with you, but he’s afraid of being seen as weak after talking all his big shit 

Even after you start dating, it takes awhile for him to truly calm down 

His eventual submission is partially based on the fact that he doesn’t want people to think he’s a bad boyfriend 

And the line is already very thin

Honestly, just pull your big ol’ puppy dog eyes on him (and/or threaten to leave him) and he’ll just sigh and go along with whatever you want

He’s both surprised and unsurprised that it becomes such that he has to “earn” any affection from you 

You don’t really express this outright, but you both know it’s all deliberate

He begins to like the feeling of giving in and making you happy, and though it takes him awhile to get used to, he definitely starts to like pleasing you (and yes, in every single way), as well

It’s an accomplishment that he can actually take pride in

Especially since you started withholding affection from him when he gets a little too high on his horse 

Knowing you’re pleased with him and seeing you happy, along with the kisses (and… more) he knows he’ll receive later, is the reward in and of itself

Lowkey just proud of the fact that he can keep a fighter happy 

Honestly, I’m just imagining him being all grumpy about having to do something for you, but still doing it anyway 

“But Micah, I thought you wanted to make me happy?” Or “Awe, Micah, don’t make me sad…” 

He’s like “Smh, fuck” because you know he can’t resist when you’re being s✨a✨s✨s✨y

If you ever call him Daddy to tease him, he 100% will call you Mommy

Dutch  

Please pussy whip this dude, PLEASE

He literally deserves nothing less

He’s so used to being with docile and private girls that the attraction to you is not only needed, but also very natural 

He notices it at first by the way you stare at him

It’s a curious look, not exactly mean, but not exactly kind either

As we know, he doesn’t really like it when people challenge his ideas, but for some reason, whenever it comes to you… He’s willing to lend an ear to hear what you have to say 

That being said, most of the time it’s just to tell him to stop picking on Arthur or siding with Micah (because what else would it be about? 🤡)

Micah gets pissy about this and tries to tell Dutch to stop listening to you, but you just tell just tell him off, too 

Dutch is always surprised that he finds this attractive

Honestly, being with someone who he considers to be on the same level as him is very alluring 

The fact that you value your own opinions as much as he values his… 

It’s spicy, basically

Most of the time, you have to force him to give you affection 

Not by begging, but by demanding 

Hold out your hand until he holds it, or strip in a place where he can see you but can’t touch

(Tie him up *cough*) 

And when he’s standing around camp, busy doing work or talking to people, hug him from behind, drape yourself on him, or make a place for yourself on his lap… ANYTHING to distract him and to get what you deserve

It drives him crazy, but at the same time, he can’t resist a lil brat like that

That being said…at the same time, he is also someone who needs to earn affection from you

He doesn’t realize this, but you are just as stubborn as he is, and as soon as he realizes he’s been ignoring you for too long and you’ve stopped giving him any attention… WHEW!

He will really start acting like a clown just to get you to touch him again

Especially if he sees you pretending to twirl your hair around the other boys in camp 

Eventually, he discovers he needs to beg for you 

Give you things, call you sweet names, massage you, take you on trips out of camp, have Pearson give you extras... Anything and everything to show you that he’s sorry

It works… eventually… and when you’re finally together… unbutton his clothes and pull his hair to tell him how he makes you feel

 Steal the cigar from straight out of his mouth and start to smoke it... See what he lets you do to him later

Turned on by the fact that he thinks you need him and he needs you, but at the same time, definitely down to be a cuck if you ask

It takes a while, but he turns into a total “Yea, Dear” and “Anything for you” type eventually

Unfortunately, though he likes praise, it’s not fun to give it to him simply because he already thinks he’s so great

No you’re not, King, I promise...

Kieran 

God, it’s really not hard to be the dominant one with him

He’s used to being told what to do, so when he starts noticing his attraction to you, there’s no surprise why

That being said, it’s definitely more of a gentle dominance he finds himself drawn to 

While his general efforts at existing often go unnoticed by most, it’s the praise you give him that really gets him the most in the beginning

Later, that evolves into being praised in the bedroom… But that’s a story for another time *winky face* 

All I have to say… Handjobs 

Also… edge him

Okay bye now for real 

It’s very likely you’ll have to start the relationship off slow, but before you know it, he’ll be wrapped around your finger

That being said, do not abuse this power *insert gun emoji* 

Of course he needs to be bossed around, but it has to be with good intentions 

“Kieran, Sweetie, would you mind taking my horse out today?” And “Kieran, could you please get the washing bins set up for me?” AND “Kieran, would you mind grabbing something for me, babe?” 

The list goes on and on and on... and yet he is happy to do it all for you 

It’s all in the way you whine his name

Because yes, you got him. 

Also, please tease him

While he is a pretty shy about it, he has to admit he loves that the way you poke fun at him makes his heart beat fast

“Aw, Kieran, don’t be shy!” And “You like that, huh?” 

Initiate lots of PDA, since he absolutely loves it but is too shy to do it himself

Kiss him on the cheek, drag him around by the arm, play with his hair, ANYTHING, and he’s putty in your hands

Flash him in public…………....

Praise Jesus

YES, HE IS THE LITTLE SPOON!

Javier

Javier thinks very highly of himself, so meeting and falling for someone dominant is actually very surprising to him

This is partially due to the fact that because he thinks so highly of himself, he’s never visualized his relationship as anything other than with him as the top

Once your relationship takes off, however, he realizes that he actually doesn’t mind being the one who gets taken care of

He is quite spoiled, after all

That being said, he is probably very private about the whole thing, mostly because he’d be the most sensitive about getting teased for being “submissive”

Once the honeymoon phase is over, though, it’s a lot easier to treat him the way you want to 

Wear clothes that belong to him, especially clothes that he likes

Not only does he think this is extremely sexy, but it also means that he has a harder time choosing his own outfits

Plus, he loves a good strip tease… 

Dodge him when he tries to kiss you or cover his lips with your fingers

Then tease him when he thinks you’re done and keeps trying to give you affection

The best way to get him to pay attention to you is by ignoring him 

It’s not as severe or as serious as it with Dutch, but pretending you don’t see him when he’s showing off or talking to you immediately gets you whatever you want

It’s all in good fun, though 

P u l l  h i s  h a i r

ESPECIALLY if you’re trying to get something from/out of him

Highkey, this dude loves cuddles

They’re one of the few things he’s open about begging for

You can tease him for this, but as long as you give in and just… hold him… he’s a very happy boy

 Big fan of spooning but also of just being tangled up with you in any which way… 

It doesn’t matter if he’s laying on you or you’re laying on him

Both are good

Lowkey... do nasty things to him at the campfire

It doesn’t even have to be that nasty, even just putting your hand on his inner thigh or up his shirt is enough to Put Him on High Alert

Pinch him...

Just… pinch him, please. 

He likes it

Despite enjoying your dominance, at the end of the day, he doesn’t mind it if you get a little bratty and demanding sometimes, too 

Especially in the bedroom *winky face* 

[j-elaine-hyde]

The Bean Chronicles - Post Bean Part 6

Henry Cavill / Reader / Chris Evans

You stood in the doorway of the guest bedroom staring at the stacks of boxes. Saying you were overwhelmed was an understatement. Thankfully Ashley would be by shortly to bring you some essentials and help you start looking for a new place to live. Despite Henry’s best protests you had been adamant about getting your own place. It didn’t sit right with you to move into his house straight out of Chris’s.

You grabbed a small box from the nearest stack and set it on the floor. Kneeling over it, you cut the tape and folded back the flaps. There on top of the other contents sat the smashed framed copy of the Boston Globe. The glass obviously shattered by a fist. You dropped it back in the box as you sat back. You started to cry as you moved away from the box, hugging the wall.

That’s exactly how Ash found you moments later. With one look at the box, she already knew what had happened.

“I’m so sorry. Are you ok? Let’s go to the living room. I’ll get into those later. You don’t need to do that.” She helped you off of the floor, and led you to the sofa. “Where’s Henry?”

You sat dazed, still calming down. “He flew out earlier, he’ll be back in a couple of days....” you said without even blinking.

Ash sat next to you, concern written across her face, unsure of what to say.

“Did I get a letter from Henry?” Your eyes shifted, burning into her. You calmly waited for an answer.

Her head dropped and her shoulders slumped. “Yes. You had just met Chris. You were so excited about him and so crushed about Henry that I didn’t want it to upset you.”

You wanted to scream. You felt hot, your fists balled. “You had no right to keep that from me!”

“I know. I’m sorry. But things went so well with Chris that I never thought it’d matter. And by the time you did find out about it, you’d be happy that’s what I did.”

You sat there glaring at her. Unsure of what to say. You could see it on her face she regretted it and honestly felt she was just trying to protect you, but what would have happened had she just given you the letter?

“Where is it?” Unmoved you asked flatly, trying to remain calm.

“It’s gotta be in those boxes. It was with my office stuff.”

“Well I’m not unpacking those until we move. So let’s just find a new place.”

She looked at you with wide eyes, waiting for more. When it didn’t come she reached into her bag and grabbed her iPad.

You were going through an email from your real estate agent looking at houses when your phone rang, Henry’s handsome face filling the screen.

“Hello love... how are you doing?” His deep smooth voice spread a happy, calm feeling that washed over you.

“Hi... I’m ok. How are you?” You spoke softly.

“Wishing I was there with you. I miss you. I hate that I have to be gone. But Kal will take care of you and it’s only a couple of days.”

“Same. But it’s ok. He’s been an excellent snuggle buddy. Ash is here. We’re looking at houses.”

“I wish you weren’t darling... I wish you’d just stay with me. What can I do to convince you?”

“Hen... we talked about this...” you slumped down sinking further into the sofa.

“I know... but I was hoping you’d change your mind...” you could hear the sadness in his voice. “I just want you with me.”

“How’s work going? Was your flight ok?” You changed the subject and tried to sound cheery.

“Yea yea... it’s fine. Flight was good. Miss your gorgeous face... give Kal kisses for me. I’ve gotta go, but I’ll call you tonight.”

“Ok sweets... have a good meeting. Muah.” Your kissing sound elicited one from Henry that made your heart swell.

“Talk to you later my love.”

Ashley watched as you hung up your phone, getting back to scrolling through houses.

“Why don’t you just stay here with him?”

“Not you too...”

“I’ll tell you what. Let’s go look at some houses, and maybe if you find the right one y’all can move into it together?”

You jerked your head around to look at her, “Did Henry get to you? How much is he paying you? You hate him.... why are you all of a sudden on his side?”

“He’s not paying me. I don’t hate him. I hated him when I thought he blew you off. I felt horrible when I read the letter. And I was terrified he was going to ruin what you had. But if after everything you’ve been through, he’s the one you still want.... then maybe you should trust that.” Every once in a while she said something insightful and it always surprised you.

“Alright, let the agent know what we want and we’ll go look.”

“Our appointment is at 1:00. I kind of already made that plan. I know you’re mad at me, but I’m still your best friend, I still have your best interest at heart, and I still know you better than you know yourself.”

You laughed and shook your head, knowing she was right.

-

After four houses you had found THE ONE. It was one of the more well known houses in the hills, but considering you were starting your life with your Prince Charming, a castle seemed appropriate.

Convinced your decision should be a surprise and a grand romantic gesture, you decided to pull the trigger and buy it. What’s $9 million for a fresh start?

Your agent handled everything and you were in escrow by the end of the day. Thankfully the sellers were already in their new home and the stager would only need a day or two to empty the house.

-

Three days later Henry arrived home. A day later than planned, but if fit in perfectly with your grand scheme.

You were eating lunch at Henry’s favorite little hole in the wall joint, almost wiggling in your seat you were so excited.

“What gives my love? You’ve hardly eaten and you can’t sit still. What’s up?” He smiled as he ate.

“I have a surprise...”

His face lit up and his eyebrows raised, “Oh do you?” He grinned, locking eyes with you. Your excitement, contagious.

“Yup... after lunch, I’m driving.”

He narrowed his eyes at you, smirking a sexy smile as he slid the keys across the table to you. “Fine.... whatever you say darling. Anything that makes you this giddy, has got to be good. Anything to make my girl happy.”

-

You pulled up to the gate and entered the code. You had made Henry lay down with a blindfold on, so he wouldn’t have a clue. You parked the car and walked around. You kissed his smiling lips as you took his hand, helping him out of the car.

“Ok.... you can take off the blindfold.”

He pulled it off and stared at the castle before him.

Clapping your hands together you grinned, “A castle fit for a King. My King. Whatcha think?”

He shuffled forward and wrapped his arms around you and kissed you. “I thought you were going to say you were staying with me....” he seemed slightly bummed out.

“Hen... Sweetie... I bought this place in hopes you’d move here with me and we could work on a happily ever after of our own, in our very own castle. A fresh start for both of us.”

His face changed immediately, “You what?! You-“ he looked back at the house with a shocked look on his face. “Darling... are you serious?”

“Yup.” You held up the keys with a grin as he clutched your face in his hands and kissed you before picking you up and swinging you around.

“You’re amazing my love. Let’s go check it out!” He carried you to the door, holding out his hand for the key, before opening the door and carrying you inside. He set you down as he closed the door.

“I figured we could just stay at your place while we work with the designer to fill it full of stuff and then we’ll move in. You and me... and Kal.”

“Are you sure this is what you want? Am I what you want, who you want to be with? Are you sure?”

“The moment I saw this place I knew I wanted to live here happily ever after with my Prince Charming.”

He grinned and squeezed your hand. “Show me around My Queen. Give me the tour.”

-

You were standing in the master bedroom staring out at the view when Henry came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, placing a sweet kiss on your neck, “I love it Darling.”

You spun around facing him, “Do you really? You aren’t mad?”

“Mad?! Mad about you maybe. This is an incredible house, and what man could say no to his Queen’s dream?!”

You were so excited you lunged, wrapping your arms and legs around him as he caught you.

“I’m happy you’re not mad and you love it as much as I do.”

He shook his head in disbelief that you could ever think he’d be mad. “I would live in a box with you my love.”

A smile from him was all it took. You kissed his handsome face and full lips passionately. It was only a moment later he pulled back and looked at you, flashing his eyes as his fingers slid your panties to the side, massaging you as he turned and pressed your back against the wall.

You could feel him undoing his pants before he adjusted, stretching you as he entered. “Every time.” He shook his head as he made quick work kissing your neck before parting your lips with his tongue.

Your body responded to his without hesitation, you could feel the hot rush of climax building deep inside of you. You wrapped your arms tightly around him, as he whispered in your ear, “I love you.”

His gruff voice sent you over the edge, your entire body clenching tightly around him drawing out his climax. He collapsed against you, the pressure enveloping you making the world melt away entirely.

-

You walked out of the house holding hands, smiles on your faces. Your afterglow was quickly shattered by the sound of clicking shutters. You glanced up and saw them lined up shoulder to shoulder at the gate. You ran and climbed into the car.

“How did they find out??” You were obviously upset.

“I’m guessing your real estate agent? Or Ashley...” Henry grimaced as he started the car. As the gates opened the photographers backed off, still clicking away.

Henry sped off, racing back to his house. Ashley’s car was still in the driveway.

“Hey Ash... you didn’t tip off the paps... did you? About the new house.... because we were just there and we were surrounded.”

“No... and I don’t know anyone else who knows you bought that place....” she sat there at her desk, looking you straight in the face. “The agent wouldn’t have said anything. She signed an NDA.”

Henry walked into the room, “Darling... does Chris still have your location on his phone?”

You slowly turned around to face him as your eyes got wide. “Yea I think so...”

“I’m gonna say it’s a safe bet that he’s probably the one that did it. He doesn’t have to spy on you if the paparazzi does it for him.”

Ash chimed in, “He’s not wrong Y/n...”

You walked over to the desk as the iPad started dinging. Tabloid alerts for your name started popping up, one right after the next.

“It’s everywhere.” You sighed.

[janna-the-breaker]

Mixtake (+18)

It all started when you wanted to show the guys the amazing Juicy J's new mixtape. So, you connected your phone with Mikey's Bluetooth box. It was all fun, you and the guys enjoyed it a lot. It was when they all shruggered that they were starting to get hungry. You gladly offered to cook dinner for them. You headed to the kitchen and prepared the ingridients, you put your headphones on and hit some music while you cooked. But, you forgot to disconnect your phone's playlist from Mikey's Bluetooth box. And, what you did not know was that they still could hear what you were listening to.

You realy pick an awfull hour to hit Or Nah

It started calmly, they even liked it. Until the first verse staterd playing.

*Do you like the way I flick my tongue or nah?

You can ride my face until you're drippin' cum*

They all instantly looked at Mikey, thinking he was the one playing that tune. However, he looked as counfused as them. If it wasn't Mikey, who would play such a music??

*Can you lick the tip then throat the dick or nah?

Can you let me stretch that pussy out or nah?

I'm not the type to call you back tomorrow

But the way you wrappin 'round me is a prob

Ain't nobody tryna save ya

Baby, get that paper

Probably got a lot of other bitches owe you favors

Pussy so good, I had to save that shit for later

Took her to the kitchen, fucked her right there on the table

She repping XO to the death, I'm tryna make these bitches sweat

I'm tryna keep that pussy wet, I'm tryna fuck her and her friends*

Leo stood still. In total shock with that lewd and vulgar lyrics. Raph did not mind that, he have heard worse ones, but he wanted to know who played this on. Donnie could barely breath, the poor thing blushing like hell. Mikey was giggleling, even though he have swore that he didn't play that.

*You gonna run it for these hunnids girl or nah?

Show me is you really 'bout your money girl or nah?

Don't play with a boss, girl take it off

Take it for a real one

You gonna get it all*

The only one who did not noitice the tune playing was you. And you where using headphones and swinging a little at the rythim of something. Could it be you??

*Is you really 'bout your money or nah?

Can you really take dick or nah?

Can I bring another bitch or nah?

Is you with the shits or nah?

Or nah, or nah

Or nah, or nah

Can you really take dick or nah?

Can I bring another bitch or nah?

Is you with the shits or nah?

Or nah, or nah

It could only be you! And they were all in shock! How can a shy and appearly decent girl like you listen to music like this?! Leo would never imagine this from you, but he secretly liked this side of you. Raph was smirking at you, his eyes glued at your hips moving slythly at the song. He wanted to do to you everything the lyrics was saying.

Donnie was totaly amazed. So, he wasn't the only one who hid a wild side within. Mikey was holding his laugh so hard. He only listens to this kind of music for fun, but he had no idea that you might do the same.

*Is you really 'bout your money or nah?

Can you really take dick or nah?

Can I bring another bitch or nah?

Is you with the shits or nah?

Or nah, or nah

Or nah, or nah

Can you really take dick or nah?

Can I bring another bitch or nah?

Is you with the shits or nah?

Or nah, or nah

That's when they decided to warn you about the leak on your phone. Leo tapped on your shoulder and you turned back to face him. He made a gest for you to take off headphones, as you did so, you noitice the same song you were listening to playing out loud on the outside. You immediately blushed and started trembling in shame. How could you be so stupid and fortget to disconect your phone from the Bluetooth box?! You did not lose time and ran to the bathroom to hide. Your boyfriend went right after you, but not in time to stop you from slaming the door.

Leo💙:

"Y/N! Dove, open the door."

"Leave me alone, Leo!"

"Come on, it's not that bad! You just forgot your thing on. Come here and let's talk about it."

"So you'll make fun of me?!"

"No! I would never make fun of you for anything. I promise."

You opened the door and left. Your face wet with tears. He placed his hand on your cheek and lift it up to him. He gave you a smile.

"You know, i'm quite surprised that you listen to those musics."

"It was my secret. I would die if someone else find that out."

"You don't have to, darling. I think that's lovely and sexy." He grabbed you by the waist, giving you a lustful look. "You sure have a good taste. May i have a little?"

Raph❤️:

"Hey! Goergeous! Y/N! Don't hide from me, babe. Open up."

"Go away, Raph! I wanna be alone!"

"Nobody wants ta be alone, princess. Come here, yes??"

"Fine." You said opening the door and facing the red masked turtle. "What do you want??"

"Well, let's start from why did ya not tell me that you liked to listen to that kind of music?"

"Because i was embarassed! I thought you would think that i am a perv."

"Oh, babe, no one is more pervert than muah!" He said grabbing your ass and squeezing it. "If ya don't believe me, i can prove it."

Donnie💜:

"Sweetheart, it's not a big deal! You don't have to hide from me!"

"Stop it, Don! I need to be with myself for a while."

"There's no need to be ashamed of your musical taste, love. That's what makes us unique beings. Would you come out now?"

"Are you serious??"

"Sure i am! If we are talking secrets here, i have something for you" He made a sigh for her to approach from him "I have my own porn stash in my secret pen drive." He whispered in her ear.

"Oh God, Donnie! Are you serious?!"

"Damn seriuos, honey! He leaned to you and lowered his glasses as he looked at you. "You know, Y/N? Would you like to make our own porn video with me??"

Mikey🧡:

"Hey, angelcakes! Why are you hidding for?! That's so friking cool!"

"Cool?! What's so cool in that?!"

"I've never heard about a girl who liked sex musics before. You might be the only one and i love that."

"Realy?"

"Yeah! I can show my own playlist if want to. We could play it on while we go down on each other, would you like that??"