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[missvelvetsstuff]

With Friends Like You, Who Needs Enemies?

Steve Rogers x Reader, Steve Rogers x Natasha, Reader x ????

Reader is a mutant with the ability to turn sound into light who was 'adopted' aka stolen as a child by Baron Von Strucker to use for experimentation. She was given a form of the Super soldier serum so in addition to her mutant abilities she also has super strength, enhanced senses and healing. When he starts experimenting on his volunteers, the Maximoff twins, she tries to convince them to escape with her but they tell the Baron that she's planning to escape so he doubles her cell security. Steve and reader met when the team recovered Loki's scepter from Strucker.

She falls in love with Steve and becomes good friends with Nat but they aren't the friends she thinks they are.

This story is canon adjacent except that Thanos never happened.

Chapter 1

After Y/N had slept for almost 24 hours and eaten enough to fill her up, Nat approached her in the kitchen.

"Tony is having a party tonite, to celebrate finding Loki's scepter. He gave me his credit card so do you want to go get a dress for tonite? And maybe some clothes so you aren't stuck in Avengers sweats all the time? We can have lunch and get our hair and nails done as well." She smirked "We can find a blue dress for you, it's Steve's favorite color."

Y/N felt her face flush "Why would I be worried about what Steve likes?"

Nat grinned "I'm a spy, I know how to read people and both of you are giving off some serious vibes. Trust me, he's into you too."

Y/N shrugged "I don't know what you're talking about but I do need some clothes and I've never had a real haircut. I just chop it off when it gets too long." She thought for a minute "Sure, sounds like fun."

They left the tower in one of Tony's cars that Nat borrowed. Driving around Manhattan Y/N felt overwhelmed but something was familiar as well.

"This is all so much. I haven't even left the facility where you found me in years."

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll get the hang of it pretty quickly" Nat told her as they pulled into a parking garage on 5th Ave. "Having access to Starks credit and cars definitely helps." She parked and they got out of the car and walked into Saks.

Nat headed straight for evening wear and started looking through the racks when a sales person approached them.

"Ms Romanoff, it's so good to have you here again. I see you've brought a friend" she looked Y/N up and down, sneering slightly at her attire. "I can see she needs our help. What are you looking for today?"

Nat glared at her "We're looking for someone who won't be a bitch because of how we look. Do you have anyone here like that?"

The sales girl, her tag said her name was Sophia, blanched "I'm so sorry, Ms Romanoff, I was just caught off guard. Of course I'm happy to help you in whatever way you need.

Are you looking for a cocktail dress?"

Nat smirked "Yes, Tony is having a party tonite and my friend needs an appropriate dress. Something blue."

Sophia stuttered "Tony Stark? How exciting. Why don't you and Miss...."

"Y/L/N, I'm Y/N Y/L/N"

"Of course. What size do you usually wear Miss Y/L/N?"

Y/N flushed "I don't know, I haven't gotten myself new clothes in ages"

Sophia pulled out a tape measure "Well lets see..." And quickly took her measurements. "A size 7 should fit nicely. I have some dresses that would be perfect for you. Please have a seat and I'll have them brought over.

Can I get you something to drink? Coffee, water, tea, soda, champagne?"

Nat nodded "Some champagne would be nice. And none of the cheap stuff."

They spent an hour looking at dresses until they narrowed it down to 3. All shades of blue. Y/N tried them all on and was overwhelmed when she saw herself in the mirror, she felt like a princess.

"I can't choose, they're all so pretty. What do you think, Nat?"

"I agree, it's too hard to choose so we'll get all three. Tony loves throwing parties so you can never be too prepared." Nat replied

Y/N shook her head "I couldn't, that's too much"

Nat laughed "too much should be Tony's middle name. Don't worry about it." She turned to Sophia "what about accessories?"

4 hours later they had all 3 dresses and accessories for each one, plus enough everyday and business style clothes to last a year. And shoes and lingerie. Nat gave Sophia a stern order to make sure it was all delivered to the tower before 4pm. Then they went for hair, makeup and mani-pedi's.

Y/N didn't know how to process everything that was happening. Less than 72 hours ago she was in her cell with no inkling that her life would change so drastically.

"Thank you so much, Nat. I just...."

Nat smirked "Don't worry about it. I have a feeling you're going to feel right at home before too long."

They went back to the tower after a late lunch and finished getting ready. At 9pm they took the elevator to the penthouse where the party was already going full swing.

Nat led her to the bar and poured a glass of champagne for both of them.

Y/N just looked around, watching people, unsure of how to interact.

Steve and Sam were playing pool when Sam noticed Steve was staring at something by the bar.

"You checking out Nat again? I thought that was over."

Steve shook his head "It never really was on, just occasional stress relief. Besides she has something going on with Bruce. Look next to her, in the blue dress. That's Y/N, we found her at the base where we found Loki's scepter. She's a mutant, turns sound into light. She was humming the other night and had this glow around her like a mist of colors. It was beautiful" he sighed.

Sam laughed "You sound smitten. Why don't you go talk to her?"

Steve blushed "I wouldn't know what to say."

"How about hey Y/N you look beautiful, wanna have my babies" Sam offered

Steve snorted "Give me a break.

It looks like Nat is busy with Bruce so I should go be a good host. Don't want to leave her alone with all these strangers. She's been a prisoner since she was a kid so might not be good socially."

Sam laughed as Steve walked away.

Y/N was looking out the window when Steve approached her. She turned and looked at him.

"It's a beautiful view"

Steve was staring at her and agreed "Yeah, it's gorgeous"

She saw he was looking at her and felt her face heat up. "So Nat said Tony throws parties like this all the time"

Steve nodded "This is actually pretty tame compared to some. Before he became Iron Man I think partying was his priority. It's still a favorite past time.

You must be overwhelmed with all this if Strucker kept you prisoner since you were 10. You'll get used to it. We are mostly a happy family." He smiled softly at her.

After the party died down the team sat around drinking and chatting. Most of them tried to pick up Thor's hammer and failed. Only Steve moved it at all but he still couldn't pick it up.

Then Ultron showed up and made a mess of everything. Y/N tried to use her powers to help fight him but was thrown against a wall and knocked out. After Ultron was gone, she came to and heard arguing. Steve helped her up and kept his hand on her back to help comfort her. Once the team decided on their course of action he took her to her room.

"I need you to stay here for now, ok? We'll be back as soon as we can" he told her gently.

Y/N shook her head "I can help. I could come with you and-"

"No" he told her firmly "We need to evaluate your abilities and work together before you get into any fights with us. I don't want you to get hurt so please be a good girl and wait here for me"

She felt a funny tingle when he called her a good girl but pushed it back "Ok. I'll wait here. Please come back safely."

"I promise, sweetheart" he kissed her softly on the lips and made sure she was safe in her room before he left.

While the team went to Africa to stop Ultron, Y/N was having dreams about Steve but with her lack of experience couldn't figure them out. The only sex she had was when Strucker forced himself on her and she thought she would never actually enjoy sex but her dreams said otherwise.

In the morning she saw what happened on the news and knew that it was Wanda messing with the Hulk. If she had been there she could have broken Wandas hex and prevented all that destruction and death.

She jumped when Jarvis spoke to her "Miss Y/N? You have a phone call from Captain Rogers."

"Umm ok how do I take the call?"

"I'll put him thru"

Steve's voice came thru the speakers in her room.

"Hey sweetheart, how are you? Did you get some sleep?"

"Hi Steve, I slept a little. I had strange dreams. My life has turned upside down.

Are you ok? I saw the news. Wanda was there wasn't she? If you had let me come I could have prevented-"

Steve cut her off "No. You don't even know if you could have helped Hulk. You aren't going on any missions any time soon.

I just wanted to let you know that we will be gone for awhile. After that mess we have to lay low. Just be a good girl and make sure you eat and sleep. I'll be back as soon as I can."

Y/N felt so helpless as she saw the teams adventures on the news. They went from Africa to Korea. She was frustrated and wanted to help but couldn't so waited for them, for Steve, to return.

When Tony and Bruce returned they barely noticed her and rushed into the lab to work on something.

Steve came to check on her and gave her a sweet kiss before she noticed the twins were with him.

Wanda looked at her "Hello Y/N. Nice to see you again"

Y/N was confused "Steve why are they here? They are nothing but trouble and can't be trusted."

Wanda cringed "I know we have done awful things to you in the past but we didn't realize how bad Strucker was, too caught up in our own rage and grief. I promise we won't hurt you. We want to help stop Ultron."

Y/N looked at Steve "If you are taking them then I should be able to go too. I can help."

Steve chuckled "I know you want to help honey but I don't think a light show will do any good."

She pouted "I can make lasers too. I hate staying here while you risk yourself. Please, Steve." She begged

Her begging did something to Steve but not something that would help in a fight. He was about to tell her no again when Clint walked by

"She's not wrong Cap we could use all the help we can get."

Steve gave in "Promise me you'll be careful. I'd hate to see you hurt."

Y/N didn't do too badly considering the circumstances. She even took out a few robots on her own, including the one that tried to get Pietro and a young boy he was protecting.

Sokovia was still destroyed but most of the people were saved. Sometimes you have to accept how things turn out.

~~~~~~~~~~

After a few days rest Y/N, Sam, Wanda and Pietro started training to become official Avengers.

Y/N and Steve started dating, taking things very slow since she was inexperienced and in no rush.

Nat was devastated that Bruce had disappeared and started spending a lot of time with Steve and Y/N. Every night he would walk Y/N to her room, kiss her good night and leave her on her own.

After a few weeks she noticed Steve and Nat seemed really close and she asked him about it.

Steve shook his head "You have nothing to worry about sweetheart. Nat and I are just friends. We've been thru some tough situations together but there's no romantic feelings. She's just lonely because she misses Bruce."

She nodded trusting him.

They went on like this for awhile until General Ross brought up the Sokovia Accords. She took Steve's side but he didn't want her involved in the fight so she made her way to the quinjet and waited for Steve and Bucky. She saw what Zemo did and the fight that came after but couldn't bring herself to hurt Tony so found herself waiting on the jet again.

Y/N went with them to Wakanda and then on the run with Steve and Sam. After months dating, Steve told her he loved her and then told her he had to leave for a couple of days to meet up with Nat for cash and intel. They met up every few weeks and he always came back in a lighter mood.

One time when he returned he asked Y/N for a favor

"I don't want to be separated but Shuri figured out how to remove Bucky's brainwashing and I want you to go help him. Just be a friend. He really likes you and I think it would be good for both of you. You're the only one I can ask, he has bad history with Sam and Nat. I promise I'll come visit when I can."

She looked at him sadly, not wanting to leave the man she had fallen in love with but wanting to make him happy and be his good girl so she went to Wakanda.

Y/N and Bucky became close friends. She didn't mind if he didn't want to talk and they would just be together. If he did want to talk she listened without judgement and she was there for his nightmares. She helped him tend his goats and thought she could have fallen for him if she hadn't met Steve first.

A couple of times a week Steve would call to check up on her but it was always brief because Nat always called him away after a few minutes. He kept promising he would come visit but something always came up.

One day, Shuri showed up at Bucky's hut where Bucky and Y/N were playing chess."I have news, Captain Rogers contacted me and told me to tell you, Thor and Hulk have returned. Asgard was destroyed and all of the Asgardians that survived are here, setting up a home in Norway. New Asgard.

That's not all, the Captain and Tony Stark have worked things out with Gen Ross and Sargeant Barnes is being pardoned. You can go home soon, back to the states but there will be a celebration in New Asgard in a month.

Y/N wondered why Steve didn't call her and went thru Shuri instead but she was trusting and believed he just had too much to do.

Y/N and Bucky spent the next month as they had spent time in the past, strengthening their friendship, enjoying nature and herding goats. They both expected Steve to show up at any time but he never did. He only called once and explained that he was very busy helping Thor and Valkyrie set the new town up. Y/N told him they could help but Steve insisted they stay in Wakanda.

Finally it was time to leave, both of them were excited at being reunited with Steve but also nervous at meeting a whole new group of people.

Steve came in the quinjet to pick them up and after a quick hug and kiss on the cheek he spent the rest of the flight talking to Bucky. Y/N realized they were best friends but she had hoped for a better reunion with her love. She sat alone trying to talk herself down from the anxiety that was building up.

When they arrived in New Asgard the whole team was there to greet them. Nat and Bruce were wrapped around each other while Wanda and Vision were holding hands. Steve was suddenly in a bad mood right after they landed and left saying he just needed to work it off. Nat disappeared shortly after.

Thor gave Y/N a fond greeting and introduced her to Val. They took her and Bucky to a dressmaker to create Asgardian style robes for the celebration the next night. Steve didn't come to see her at all so she figured he was still busy helping and she stayed up talking to Bucky until they were both exhausted and fell asleep in the early hours of the morning.

Chapter 2

[heli0s-writes]

About a Bruise*

Summary: After months of doting, loving, adoring Steve, because he requires the time and trust of convention, you sink to the floor and say, “Will you do something for me?”

Warnings: Smut. Oral sex. Facial.

A/N: 1.5k words. Happy Monday, here’s Stevie G! Part 2 HERE

He’s never had it like this.

Steve Rogers still gets butterflies when he undresses in front of you. Carved out of marble by the precise and masterful hand of Erskine’s serum, yet he still stands a little hunched, a little conscious of himself.

You’re confident. In him, more than anything. 

You’ve always been the instigator, or at least played the part. Steve’s nerves don’t eclipse his lust, no. But they do make him careful.

Too careful.

Gentle sex only. He holds you like an infant in need of swaddling. Kisses you slow and soft like your lips are buttercream. You love it, but sometimes you want to coax something else out of Captain America.

Something baser. Darker.

So, you get on your knees one opportune night after he gets a sip of Asgardian mead. Liquid courage— just a little.

After months of doting, loving, adoring Steve, because he requires the time and trust of convention, you sink to the floor and say, “Will you do something for me?”

“Anything.” He whispers. Your eyes are swimming pools engulfed in dusk and midnight— shimmering secrets. He’d do anything. Especially when you’re kissing his thighs and raking your nails over the fabric of his jeans like that.

Steve hardly wants to fuck with the lights on. But he’s caught off-guard and buzzing.

“Will you—�� A playful bite and it makes him gasp. “Will you come on my face?”

He catches himself against a counter, legs feeling like jelly. “Wh-what?”

Your hands unbuckle his belt, still supplicated with chin on his knee, “You said anything...”

It’s filthy. Your thighs clench in anticipation. The impeding moment where Steve bites his lip, squeezes his eyes shut and grunts— god, you love that sound. Ragged. Overwhelmed. Always too short. You want to hear it more often.

A muffled jingle as you slide the denim down and marvel at the way his cock rises from his boxers. Majestic, heavy, wondrous thing. You love it and he rarely lets you get a good look at it. Shy boy.

He’s blushing pink when you slip it off, letting the tip brush against your cheek. You nose the underside of him, hands up and down his strong legs. He smells warm and musky. Lovely, like always.

Steve’s tilts his head limp over his back.

He shudders when you begin with your tongue first before eager lips stretch to fit him, guiding until he’s nestled in your mouth. And then you move, deliberately measured, building a lazy pace, sluicing him up with spit.

 “Ah, shit…” Steve’s words are already betraying him. You smile as his cock pops out of your mouth.

“How’s that? Still wanna go to bed?” Thick lashes framing glittering doe-eyes peer up at him. Purposely coy. “Or do you want to stay here?”

He returns to himself. Dazed, he blinks at the bright lights and the glossy tiled floor. The marble countertop of the sink where he grips like a lifeline.

The guest restroom down the hall. Turn a corner and twenty people are sitting on couches, drinking cocktails and cajoling. Your mouth back on him wipes the thoughts from his brain.

Squelching when you push him back past your molars, crushing your tongue.

You slide him out, voice hoarse and breathy and it chills him to the bone the way you whisper, “Door’s not even locked. Someone could come in at any time.”

With a two-handed fisting, you squeeze deft strokes, slippery with saliva. It’s amazing, he thinks, how you look so innocent while doing the kinds of things he tries not to think about in public. A determined suck and you cup his balls. Fuck, he loves that. Won’t say it, but you know it, too.

“Make me look so pretty with your come on my face.”

Even though he’s the one jammed halfway down your esophagus, Steve chokes. It stirs him, and your eyebrow raises the same time he pulses. Improper for Captain America to be turned on by that, isn’t it?

He sees the twinkle in your eye. Knows you know. Knows he’s fucked.

He’s trying to be as quiet as possible while you work, but his heart is beating too fast, breath snagged between his teeth and lungs on fire. All the blood pumping out of his heart is going straight down—and damn it, he’s so fucking hard. Always so hard with you.

“Jesus Christ. Oh, fuck, honey.” Bad words from such a good boy.

Coquettish licks on his head contrast the feverish grip of your hands. One is curled tight at his base, the other moving irresponsibly fast, fingers crooked and pistoning over the rest. The restroom is silent like a tomb, and he imagines that the echo might bounce all the way out into the goddamn yard. Maybe he doesn’t care, though.

A kiss to the tip before you rub your cheek on his thigh like a cat. Steve’s hips begin to rock, hungry for more when you slow. His palm plants itself on the side of your head, fingers twined through the updo you’d fashioned your locks into a few hours ago. “Don’t stop.”

There it is. That dark thing.

He’s never fucked like this.

Suddenly bold because he’s at the end of his rope and about to blow—completely collapse and pour down your throat and all over that pretty dress you chose to wear to the party. Little cherries, long-hemmed, low-cut. You’ve set an entire trap he willingly fell into.

Hooded blue eyes meet yours, looking down the bridge of his nose, lips parted to match. Panting. Grunting. Shedding his golden boy skin and turning savage. “You want this, sweetheart?”

You nod and bite your lip, exhilarated smile stretching out from the sides of your teeth. Steve fists your hair until you yelp at the sting. He slaps your hands away, hisses at the strands of viscous dribble sliding down your forearms and takes over.

You gasp when he presses his cock against your face, rubbing it right over rosy cheeks you’d perfectly applied blush to. Over the contours of your jaw, your eyebrows. A slap of it to your chin.

Nasty. Filthy. Delicious. Bad boy.

Stutters from his throat, ragged murmurs, clipped consonants of curse words and taunts—You want it? Yeah? You want this all over your face, pretty girl? Fuck. What if someone walks in? Someone’s gonna see—ah… Gonna see you takin’ my big load.

And it’s the shocked silence of your astonished eyes and falling-open mouth that does him in. Rendered speechless that he’s yanking your head back-- and the tiny wince—the split second that your face jerks—he’s done for.

There it is. That sound you’ve been hungry to hear. Steve Rogers snarling like an animal as he leans into a final pump, hips juddering forward into his fist, fixed on the way your face receives him. And goddamn, he thinks.

He’s never loved a girl like you.

Pretty as a painting, with thick strokes of creamy white in heavy diagonal lines. You catch some in your mouth, lick it off your lips, giggle blissfully at the tang.

Knees still planted on the floor, and as Steve regains his senses, he’s glad your dress is long tonight.

-

On the couch, you sit one leg crossed over the other, chin on your fist as you listen to Wanda tell a story. Bright and alert, laughing along to all the right jokes. Bucky hands you a drink before he makes his way back to Steve by the pool table.

“Gone a long time.” He mentions casually.

“What’s that?”

Bucky pauses behind the rim of his whiskey, “I said, you were gone a long time. Came back lookin’ a little rough around the edges.”

“Hm.” He probably does look a little rough, even after you combed your fingers through his hair and smoothed the wrinkles from his jeans. Kissed his mouth and he could still smell that pungent sweetness on your skin after you rinsed.

Bucky watches him shoot and sink two solids, catches your eyes across the room roaming. Steve’s so drawn to you that he perks up a little naturally.

New love. A little wild at the seams, tearing the good Captain America to wicked little pieces in your hands. Bucky laughs quietly because it’s about damn time.

Fresh-faced, more beautiful than before, Steve thinks. Hair down and fluffy-full, haphazardly settled in place. He can’t help but stare. A little red smudge on the corner of your eye when you scrubbed the mascara off, running along with him down your cheek. It’s still swollen like the plump edges of your lips from overwork. He swallows thickly, catches himself thinking too much on it.

From across the room, you find his ruddy cheeks and hold him in a knowing gaze. Then, your tongue slips out shamelessly—with Bucky in the audience and all—and you lick the corners of your mouth. Naughty.

The butterflies so faithful to his tummy flutter at the sight. Whirlwind flapping growing in a darkening storm. You, in the center of his hurricane on all fours.

Bad, bad boy.

Steve finds himself wondering about your red knees under the dress and how long they might take to bruise.

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[cicaklah]

At the risk of seeming self-aggrandizing, you know the bit in C2 of Little Deaths where Diana and 47 roleplay meeting in a bar? I'd love to see your take on how a scenario like that might actually play out, with 47 and Diana meeting 'in the wild' by accident and just going with it.

In honour of little deaths finishing (brava!!)...

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It was a rare night that Diana allowed her friends to drag her out on the town. She'd never been a normal young woman, charging extortionate rounds to her credit card, layered on top of the expensive dress, shoes, hair and nails she'd charged to it earlier, a sequence of shame to wince at next time the statement thuds through the letter box. She'd always been able to afford it, even when she was a student, it was never that, though she'd always been busy running a triple life, too busy keeping up appearances to have actual experiences. She'd managed to make friends, of course, she's always been someone to whom acquaintances came naturally, so the thrill of that night of high stakes drinking, uncomfortable and glamorous, snuck up on her, until she was blending in easily, mirroring the girls around to appear like them, just another twenty something, new to the city about to start a career "financial services", pretending to be something she's not.

That night had been her last as a normal person. She was heading to Switzerland, to finish handler training, take her pick of the trainees, establish a life of slightly more legitimate chrime. She'd gone wild, gone home with a guy, shocked her friends by being brazen, making out with him at the bar, climbing into his lap, letting everyone see how his fingers went all the way up, then dragged him into a taxi by his tie.

He'd been tall, bald and beautiful. He'd taken her back to his apartment in the brutalist magnificence of the Barbican, fucked her gloriously over the balcony, the city below her, a fitting send off, the lights winking adieu in Morse code. She didn't ask his name, didn't take his number, didn't hang around. Kissed him on the cheek after he'd come inside her with a startled grunt, and whistled to herself as she'd got lost trying to find the way out.

When a few weeks later 47 had turned up in Switzerland, she'd had a spike of deja vu at his face. She'd been drunk, and there had been some pills, so her memories were mostly a swirl of pleasure and daring and exhilleration, just a perfect night, borrowed, never returned. It would be extremely unlikely, she thought. Extremely. Just coincidence. She didn't remember the man's face, and 47 seemed to have no recollection. So she never dwelled on it. Mostly forgot about it, really.

The night had gone down in infamy among her friends. twenty years later, she'd let the girls talk her into reliving it, best they can. "Adjusted for current tastes and bank balances" Lisa laughed throatily.

So they're there, in one of London's most expensive skyscraper bars. The original bar was long since gone, and the skyscraper stood in its stead, so it seemed fitting to go drinking £20 cocktails and trying to not talk about how mundane their lives have got, the husbands, kids, the promotions to senior vice president, on the site of a London and lives long disappeared.

Dianas nods along, making sympathetic noises, trying to construct a not-too-interesting twist for explaining how she can be so busy and high flying and yet had disappeared off the global finance map for her entire professional life, when out of the corner of her eye she sees something that sets an alarm off in her mind. It's improbable. They're in a city bar on Friday night. How many tall bald men in good suits are there in the city? Especially when anyone even slightly balding shaves his head these days. She shakes her head, downs her drink.

"Another one?" She asks brightly. "My treat." She doesn't stop to hear their orders.

At the bar, she jostles her way to the front and makes an order up on the spot. She holds her credit card delicately between two fingers, flipping it between them as their drinks are shaken and stirred, lurid and deadly to both liver and wallet.

Someone bumps into her, and she drops it. In the dark, a sliver of black plastic, it could be anywhere. She swears, bends down, and her hand collides with his.

She looks up into his piercing blue eyes and loses her breath.

"You! Here!" The cocktails in her blood stuttered, making her obvious and mundane.

"Tobias", 47 says. "We used to work together at...the bank. Good to see you again."

She pulls herself together, stands up, and leans back to pay. "Yes, it is. How long has it been?"

"Forever", he says. "Twenty years. Do you want a hand?"

She hesitates, then hands him two drinks. "Follow me."

She gets back to the table and deposits the drinks with a florish. "Ladies, excuse me a moment. I have...." And something of the old Diana took over. "Something to take care of."

She walks away to a whoop and a mutter from her friends, his tie in her fist, and drags 47 back into the suptous onyx bathrooms and pushes him down into the closed toilet seat.

"Who sent you?"

"No one." He says.

"who knows you're here?"

"no one.", He repeats slowly. "I didn't know you were here. It was a surprise. This place has a Michelin star in the restaurant. I have a reservation upstairs in an hour. It was hard to get."

She looks down at him, and frowns.

"You're lying." She says.

"I am. I saw your calendar. I also remembered. After the serum. The last hit I did, before they wiped me. I had some time, went to a bar, and there was this woman, and I took her home to the flat of the man I murdered, stole a normal life for a single night, like I knew what was coming. I wish I'd never forgotten."

He reaches out and touches the warm skin of her knee, looks up at her. "Do you remember?"

"oh." Diana says. "Oh. Fuck. Of course."

"I really do have a reservation upstairs" he says. "Would you like to have dinner with me?"

"You owe me that at least", she says, pulling him back to standing, and then pulling him down to kiss her. "Then we've got a date with a balcony."

[witchybitchypeachy]

Quarantine selfcare

1.Catch up on your sleep. Even if you have to work in the morning, try an afternoon nap.

2. stay hydrated. Water with lemon, Tumeric Tea with honey..good for the immunity and the skin.

3.don't wear makeup and let your skin breathe.

4.remove nail polish and let nails "breathe" too.

5.move your body, do some at home exercises, climb the stairs or do chores, if you can go for a walk in the nature.

6. strech every two hours. and do some flexibity exercises

7. I know it may seem impossible but try to maintain a healthy diet and get all the nutrients you need. On another note, now is not really the time to go on diets and not eat, your body needs fuel in order to have a good immune system. so ofcourse you can eat junk but make sure you are eating your vitamins.

8.Vitamin D - sunlight or supplement. This is actually more Important than Vitamin C for immunity. (I've been taking it for a year and noticed a huge improvement)

9. NAC supplement (consult your physician) not only does it help detoxify your body and balance hormones but it also supports lung function which is super important right now.

10. please STOP smoking! even if just for now. you need your lungs in perfect shape also your skin and hair need a break.

11. apply raw organic honey to your face everyday and wash after half an hour. It's good for all skin concerns tbh.

12. this is the perfect time to give your hair a break! Stop dying, heat styling, overwashing, applying dry shampoo and too much product. detox your scalp with vinegar and apply masks very often and massage your hair with oils and leave it in. try to go as natural as possible. if you have bleached hair, use Olaplex n3 and leave it on for as long as possible.

13. Please, for the love of whatever you believe in, do not attempt to cut/dye/bleach your own hair.

14.try to use natural beauty products to give your body a proper detox. Replace lotions and creams with organic oils and butters.

15. try to keep your room and house as organized as possible. you are going to spend alot of time there, might as well..

16. clean and disinfect surfaces everyday, especially if it is something you got from outside your house ( package, groceries..)

17. lots of hand lotion/ oil since we are washing our hands alot!

18. get on the habit of dry brushing everyday (mornings are best to help wake up your body)

19. Apply castor oil and almond oil on your eyelashes and eyebrows to promote growth

20.vitamin C serum for the face everyday and make sure you use SPF after. with consistent use you will see how your skin is bright and glowing.

21.try to not lose motivation to put effort in your academics, otherwise you will regret it when we go back to school/uni. now is the perfect time to catch up

22.candles burning in a clean home can elevate your mood.

23. try cooking something special everyday for dinner so you have something to look forward to.

24. keep your loungewear clean and nice. You can't feel good if you have been wearing the same ripped pyjama pants for 8 days.

25. Connect with people. take to your friends everyday, family members you haven't talked to in a long time, people that you never really had the time or energy to talk to.

26. keep yourself entertained. It is IMPOSSIBLE to get bored nowadays. and if you are..Play the sims

27.if you drink, try to make a fancy cocktail everynight(or maybe not everynight..im not really one to say)

28.Do!Not!Touch!Your!nose!or!mouth

This period may be difficult, but most of us can spend it at home with all the neccesities we need which is a blessing. My condolences to anyone whom lost a loved one due to this virus.

stay strong and stay safe and stay at home.

xo

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Steammy

Paring: dark!Steve Rogers x Reader Prompt: Steammy Summary: Steve is not happy you being touched Warnings: NSFW - Smut, dubious consent, rough sex, choking (not breath play)

Challenge fic celebration for the incredible @darkficsyouneveraskedfor - she’s reached 5.5k followers!!!!

Author’s Note: the GIF got me flagged sooooo here we go again! If you left a note with anything you feel like I need to see, you’ll have to repost.

Steve Rogers arrived late to the hotel room the team commandeered for their control room. He'd been delayed by a small group of Senators who's sense of self-importance demanded a face to face meeting rather than the published Avenger's report everyone else received. By the time he arrived, the mission was underway and his patience was frayed.  

The dozen monitors stacked upon the table along the wall showed the private lounge of the executive suite from every angle. Several heavily armed security men stood about in expensive suits that almost hid their weapons, but not quiet. Two other men lounged on a huge curved sofa in even more expensive suits, a scantily clothed girl under each arm. Across from them, on a matching leather love seat their target spoke animatedly with one hand and held a woman on his lap with the other.  

Rogers froze, an angry beast roared to life in his head. He managed to keep his voice low and stable. "I thought Natasha was going in."

"I was." A voice answered from behind him. He turned to see the little red head sporting a swollen black eye. "Until one of Lundberg's goons got lucky. Elbow."

Steve scowled at the screen. "I can't believe you sent Y/N in there."

"She's trained." Nat replied at the same time Stark said, "She's great!"

Crossing his arms painfully tight, Steve leaned against the wall behind everyone else. His features drew together into a painful scowl as he watched you upon Lundberg's lap, skirt riding up and exposing your bare thighs. You tossed your head back and laughed, nuzzling your nose into his slicked back hair. Steve ground his teeth together.  

One of the other men had dropped out of the conversation, now fully making out with the woman on his right. The woman on his left lowered her head and began to suck his dick. The second man, though still conversing with Lundberg, massaged the tits of one girl while the other nibbled on his ear.  

Steve watched Lundberg's hand move up the inside of your thigh and disappear under your skirt. He was going to rip his arm off. "Get her the hell out of there." He growled. "She's got to have the biometric data you need."

"She can get out of there herself, Rogers. You don't need to babysit her." Nat shot him a sideways glance, easily seeing the effect the situation was having on the super soldier. However, she figured if he was too stuffy to out the relationship he had with you,, she wasn't going to cut him any slack.  

He tore his eyes away from the screen long enough to glare at her. Natasha smiled back.

"Damn," Stark chuckled. "We're recording this, right? This is being recorded? It's going full on Penthouse Forum in there. This shits better than PornHub."

A dangerous rumble escaped Steve's chest. The two men and four women on the sofa were indeed getting naked. Lundberg's tongue ran up and down your throat. Steve took a step towards the door. Fuck it, he didn't care who he pissed off.  

You suddenly tried to pull away from Lundberg, but he held you tight. One of the armed guard stepped forward. One hand went to your stomach, one to your mouth. Your too sweet voice whined. "Oh, Bobby. I think I'm gonna be sick."

He loosen his grip. "Now wait a minute if you think..."

Only one of the cameras caught the image of you sucking on your right ring finger. Under that nail, the powered substance induced a near immediate reaction. You leaped from Lundberg's lap and vomited the last three martinis into the potted plant.  

"Get her out of here!" He shouted.  

One of the armed security men escorted you down the hall to a suite. He pushed you inside, none too gently and locked you in. The closet door slipped open a second later and Clint Barton's smiling face popped out. "Hey there, ready to blow this joint?"

"Definitely." You smiled back.  

Inside the closet, a hole had been cut into the ceiling to look like a utilities hatch but it went to the room directly above. A tripod hoist pulled you up one at a time. Waiting in the bedroom, Natasha stood with an unusually big smile. "Good job."

"Thanks." You pulled nearly invisible pieces of synthetic film off your skin carefully and placed them on sterile glass slides. "Finger prints. Ugh, DNA. Palm prints. Did the camera get close enough on his eyes?" You took off the necklace, which held the microscopic camera in the charm.  

"Got it all." Nat collected everything. She handed you a soda to wash the taste from your mouth. "We've brought your duffel and got you a room through there if you want to go clean up. It's the bedroom on the other side of the lounge." She pointed at the door. "We'll debrief an do reports later, since we all saw the video there's no hurry."

"Perfect." You sighed, feeling gross.

Closing the bedroom door with a quiet click, you practically jumped out of your skin as Steve reached over and locked it. He’d been waiting, silently, in the dark. “Jeez, I’m going to put a bell on you!”

“I can’t believe you went in there.” Steve stepped into your space, towering over you.

“I was fine. Nat couldn’t go.”

“He was all over you.” Steve growled out.  

“It was a job.” You answered, unapologetic.

His hands grasped your upper arms. A bitter scowl twisted his beautiful features. “You said there’s only me, only I get to touch you, that you’re mine.”

“I did.” You swallowed, laying you palms on his chest. “I am.”

“I can smell that bastard on you.” Steve’s nose crinkled. “Come here.”

He pulled you into the large bathroom. Steve’s hands fisted up the flimsy fabric of you tiny cocktail dress and ripped it from your body. The intensity in his eyes held you frozen in place. One large hand grabbed you by the back of the neck and pushed you into the luxurious walk in shower.  

Steve stripped off his clothes, kicking them into a corner as he watched you remove the black lace bra and panties. His lip curled up, cursing. “I can’t believe you fucking wore those for him.”

“Steve,” You tried to reach for him, but he grabbed your wrist and twisted it behind your back. Your bare tits hit the cold marble tiles. He kicked your feet further apart.  

“Do not touch me, do not talk to me, until his stench is off of you.” Steve turned on the water the cold spray making you gasp. He released your wrist. “Put your hands up on the wall. Keep them there.”

You did as you were told, feeling the cold water go hot. Steve’s soapy hands started on your legs, rubbing hard, deep, leaving the skin pink. His fingers dug into the muscles of your inner thighs, making your knees angle together and a moan escape your lips.  

Steve stood, slapping you wet ass hard.  

You cried out. Cunt soaking, He pressed his hard cock against your ass, palming your pussy. He growled.  “Did he touch you here?”  

“No.” You shook you head.

“You wouldn’t lie to me?” His free hand held your head back by your throat. “Did he touch that cunt of mine?” His hand slapped your pussy, sending shocks through your core.

“No.” It came out in a shaky whine.

“I can smell him here.” His fingers squeezed around your throat for just a second. Spinning you around Steve pushed your back against the wall. With soap slicked hands and a cloth he rubbed the skin of you neck and chest  pink. The cloth hit the ground with a wet squish. Steve rough fingers rubbing into your breasts, your waist, and hips.  

“Wanted to ripped his fucking arms off.” He growled. “And you, squirming around on his goddamn lap. Rubbing that ass of yours …”

Steve spun you around again, pushing you hard against the tile. His hand cracked against your ass cheek, then the other. Two fingers shoved deep into your wet cunt. He pumped into you hard and fast, lifting you on to your toes. Growling in your ear. “Mine.”

Your legs began to quiver, chasing your climax, but Steve pulled away. He took a hand full of wet hair and forced your to your knees. Hot water sprayed in your face, bouncing off his chest and abdomen. You opened your mouth as he forced your head back. He pushed his cock passed you’d lips to the back of your throat, stretching your jaw. Taking him as best as you could, your hand squeezed around the base of his cock, moving in concert as his fucked you mouth.  

“Agh,” He breathed hard. “I’m gonna come. You hold hold it in your mouth. Ah, fuck.  I want to see you swallow it down.”

His hips snapped. Steve’s grip in your hair tightened, His release filled your mouth and you concentrated to keep from swallowing him down,  

Strong hands lifted you to your feet, pressing you against the tile again. His knee spread your legs hands held your wrists over your head, “Don’t swallow.” Steve ordered, biting your lower lip.

He held both your hands in his left. His right hand groped down your body, pulling at your nipples, slapping at the hardened peaks. Steve fingers slipped over your sensitive clit, rubbing and circling the bundle of nerves. Strong fingers curled into your cunt, pumping violently against your g spot. Wet sloppy sounds battled with the water of shower. You moaned, breathing heavy through your nose. You began to quake.  

“Open your mouth.” Steve growled. You did, showing him the inside filled with his come. “Swallow.” You did and then cried out as your orgasm slammed into you, cunt flooding over his hand. Steve covered your mouth in a brutal, bruising kiss. Teeth and tongue, and swallowed moans.  

Whether by serum enhanced stamina or sheer passion, Steve hard cock pressed against your belly demanding attention. He turned off the water before picking you up by the ass cheeks. Steve turned you into the opposite wall of the shower, your hot skin hitting tile. He buried his cock in your still quivering cunt, deep in one powerful push.  

You held on to his shoulders, legs wrapping around his hip as his brutal thrust slammed you into the marble. His hold left bruising fingertip marks on your ass. His cock battered into the wall of your cunt, tearing another organs from you.

He did not stop, did not allow you to come down. Skin slapped against skin, echoing. Your harsh breathes and groans pushing him on. He was going to tear you apart and you loved it. Pain danced with pleasure, making you dizzy,

He growled in your ear, teeth pulling at the lobe. “Say it.”

“Mine!” You pulled at his hair, another wave crashing into you, cunt clutch against him.

Steve teeth sank into your throat. “Say it!”

“I’m yours!”

“Yes!” He came, practically knocking the wind from you against the marble tile. Steve let go of you and you slip to the shower floor. He leaned over you and breathed in your ear. “Don’t you dare clean up. I want you to smell like me until we get home.”

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TWL Specialist Skin & Laser Centre is a specialist dermatology clinic helmed by Singapore dermatologist Dr Teo Wan Lin. Dr. Teo specialises in skin, hair, nail disorders, removal of skin growths, skin cancer & surgery as well as aesthetic dermatology. Having founded Dr.TWL Dermaceuticals, a specialist line of cosmeceutical skincare formulated as adjunct treatments for her patients, Dr. Teo is a key opinion leader in cosmeceutical science and also author of the Skincare Bible - Dermatologist's Tips for Cosmeceutical Skincare. She has published her dermatological research in distinguished medical journals internationally. This included the only pigmentation medical study commissioned by skincare supplement giant, Crystal Tomato® performed at the National Skin Centre Singapore and published in the Journal of Pigmentary Disorders.

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With All Your Heart - 4

The club was packed, it was too cramped to get up and dance. We had tried a few times and every time we'd end up with some douche bag trying to rub himself up against us. Yes, i was horny but I wasn't that desperate!! In the end we found a table and sat drinking cocktails and catching up on some girl talk.

The barman came over and placed another round down on the table and we all looked at each other in confusion "excuse me, we didn't order any more drinks..." Wanda started to say.

"The guys at the bar brought them for you" he said pointing to a group of guys who were looking over smiling at us.

"We're good thanks we were just getting ready to leave" i said getting to my feet and grabbing my purse from the seat beside me.

"Come on Y/N, this could be your chance.... their not awful looking" Nat said grabbing my hand and trying to pull me back into my seat.

"Im just not feeling it tonight Nat, you guys can stay if you like but I'm gonna head back to the tower"

"We cant let you go alone...."

"Guys i'll be fine, i haven't had too many and i know how to defend myself remember. I learned from the best" i smiled at Nat.

"Fine but text me when you get back so i know your okay"

"Yes mom!" I laughed shaking my head. We said good bye and i walked slowly back to the tower with my heals in my hand, no way was i walking home in those!

As i walked down the hall towards my room i heard the familiar moans coming from Bucky's room so i headed straight there. Like always i quietly opened the door and was about to slip into his room but as i looked over to his bed i had the shock of a lifetime!! Bucky wasn't having a nightmare.... he was laid on his bed completely naked stroking his cock while moaning and groaning. I clenched my thighs together and felt myself dripping wet at the sight in front of me.

"Fuck yes!! Oh god..... yes....Y/N" he suddenly moaned and i swear i almost died on the spot!! I decided to take a chance.... the alcohol i had been drinking all night giving me the extra confidence boost. I slipped into his room and closed the door behind me "you need a hand with that soldier?" I asked him quietly but loud enough that he would hear....he had been so lost in his actions that he hadnt heard me enter his room, he sat up looking over at me with wide eyes.

"Y/N! Wh... what are you.... this isnt what it looks like. How long have you been standing there??" He said grabbing his sheet to cover himself up "why are you here?"

"I heard you, thought you were having another nightmare" i shrugged.

"Im so sorry" he said quickly avoiding all eye contact.

"Buck its fine, why are you sorry??"

"For what i was doing while thinking about you...."

"I don't mind that you think of me while you touch yourself.... i think about you" i said truthfully letting out a flirty chuckle.

"You do??...."

"All the time" i nodded dropping my shoes on the floor and walking closer to his bed.

"Im dreaming right??" He asked shaking his head like he couldn't believe this was happening.

"Nope, im pretty sure your awake Buck" i said pulling up the hem of my dress just enough to allow me to move my legs so i could straddle his waist.... the black lace of the thong i was wearing just visible enough for him to see. Bucky drew in a deep breath at the pressure against his hard cock when i moved against him a little.

"If you don't want this..... if you want me to leave... now would be the time to tell me to leave" i said looking into his beautiful blue eyes.

"Your not going anywhere!" Bucky practically growled at me before sitting up and pulling me into his arms as his mouth crashed against mine.

"Fuck.... your wearing too much. I need to see you" he said breathlessly as he leaned back to get a good look.

"Then take it off Sarge" i smiled at him running my fingers through his hair.

Bucky grabbed each side of my dress near the front slit and ripped it in half. I wasn't expecting it and it made me gasp, it surprised me but also turned me on even more!

"I liked that dress" i pouted playfully at him making him chuckle before he pushed the rest of it off my shoulders and leant forward taking one of my nipples into his mouth, his left hand stroking up my stomach until he cupped my free breast... rolling my nipple between his fingers. I was moaning and rolling my hips against his hard cock when he suddenly grabbed me and spun us so he had me pinned underneath him.

"I want you so bad" he said looking at me with dark lust blown eyes, his hand trailing down until he reached the tiny bit of lace covering me where i wanted him the most.

"So take me, I'm yours James" i said meaning it completely. Id let him do whatever the hell he wanted to do to me as long as i could have him. I didn't miss the look he got in his eye when i said i was his.... it was dark and possessive but it was sexy as hell!!

Bucky reached down and ripped off the lace thong in one pull throwing it to the floor before his hand reached down to cup my pussy, the heel of his hand pressing against my clit made the most pornagraphic noise escape my mouth, they only got louder when i felt him slip two fingers into my dripping hole.

"Shit your so warm and tight..... i cant wait to get my cock in you doll" he said as his fingers started a hard and fast assault.

"F..fuck!! Bucky I'm gonna come baby!!"

"Yeah? Fucking come for me!! Let me feel you grip my fingers with your tight pussy!"

I wrapped my arms around him tighter as i felt myself about to explode, when i did i screamed! I couldn't hold back even if i wanted to.... no one had ever made me feel as good as this just with their fingers.

"Shit.... Bucky i need you to fuck me! Now!! I need to feel you inside me right fucking now" i begged.

"I got you baby don't worry" he smirked as he gave his cock a few strokes before lining himself up with my hole.

"Your so wet for me baby...." he said as his pushed the head of his cock inside me. He was bigger than anyone i had ever been with before and i hissed a little at the stretch. As he pushed further in his pressed a kiss to my lips then had to gasp for air "fuck me your tight.... your squeezing my cock so good! I gotta take a second here or I'm gonna come right now!" He said holding himself still with his eyes closed, his arms braced either side of my head.

"Bucky.... i need you to move" i moaned trying to grind my hips up against him but his hand was firmly on my hip holding me in place.

"Okay im good...." he said nodding his head and opening his eyes as he slowly started to move in and out of me.

"God!! Fuck me!! Bucky.... harder please!!" I cried wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him closer to me, my nails clawing at his back.

Bucky did exactly what i wanted, i could feel my orgasm fast approaching.

"I can feel how close you are.... im right behind you" he said still thrusting hard. I moved my hand to reach down and rub my clit but he quickly grabbed it pushed it way "nu uh... thats my job" he said with a wink.... he actually winked at me!! His hand moved between us and i felt his fingers draw circles on my bundle of nerves. It was the final push i needed and i came screaming his name, my vision turning white... then i heard Bucky's loud grunt as he came hard, i could feel his release feeling me up, my pussy fluttering around his hard cock.

Bucky's head collapsed against my shoulder as he tried to calm his breathing "Fuck me.... that was...."

"Amazing" i finished off letting out a contented laugh as my fingers run through his hair.

"Yeah it was" he agreed lifting his head up so he could look at me, then he captured my mouth with his once again.

"Are you sure I'm not dreaming??" He asked looking down at me, his eyes taking in everything.

"Im pretty sure yeah" i nodded "I'm so glad i decided to come home early!"

"Why did you come home early?"

"I wasn't feeling it" i shrugged "there were some guys trying to hit on us but... all i kept thinking about was you" i said truthfully, there was no reason to lie anymore.

"You mean that?"

"Yeah. Buck I've had a thing for you since the second you arrived here"

"What?? Why didn't you say anything??"

"I thought you hated me to start off with and then i was scared. What if i told you and you didnt feel the same?? I didnt want to loose my friend"

"Doll.... you'll never loose me. So why are you telling me this now??"

"Well the fact that your cock is still inside me.... means you like me too right??" I said wiggling my eyebrows at him. He chuckled and shook his head but i felt his cock start to twitch and then it was getting hard again. My eyes went wide as i realised what was happening "already??"

Bucky shrugged his shoulder with a shit eating grin "side effects of the serum"

"Oh god, you gonna be the death of me Barnes!"

"Never. So come on, why did you decide to tell me tonight?"

"I dont know...."

"I think you do" he said moving his hips a little making a moan fall from my lips.

"I just.... fuck you feel so good Buck! No one has ever made me feel this good before!" I told him as he slowly moved his cock in and out of my pussy, his lips kissing and nipping at my neck.

"Tell me why tonight?"

"When i saw you laying here with your cock in your hand i couldn't breathe! I got so wet just watching you.... i wanted you so bad Buck.... and then you said my name" i let out another moan as his cock brushed against my g spot making my toes curl and my hips raise up off of the bed "i decided i was just gonna go for it. I wanted you so bad i had to give it a shot. I had a little liquid courage in me to give me a shove too i guess"

"I nearly died when i heard you.... i was so ashamed you had seen me like that"

"It was beautiful, id watch you all day"

"Id rather you take part" he smiled before kissing me again, thrusting harder into me.

"I think you've ruined me for other men though Buck.... no ones ever gonna make me feel this good"

"Your mine now" he growled "there will be no other men!" He kissed me hard as his hips worked hard and fast.

"Tell me your mine!!"

"Im yours Bucky, all yours" i cried as i came again, Bucky following seconds behind me. Bucky fell besides me panting slightly, he pulled me close and pressed a kiss to my lips.

"You should delete all those horrible dating apps you have too! You wont need them" he mumbled against my lips.

"Consider it done" i smiled stroking the side of his face getting a good look at him.... he really was beautiful!

"Your amazing doll"

"Your not so bad yourself"

"You wanna come grab a shower with me? We should clean up.... we've made quite the mess"

"Sure, your gonna have to let me borrow a shirt by the way. You completely destroyed my dress.... thats two of my dresses you've destroyed"

"But i like you like this"

"I bet you do, but i don't think the others will if they catch me walking back to my room naked"

"Fine! But only because i don't want anyone else to see you naked" he said picking me up and carrying me into the bathroom.

Tagging: @siren-queen03

[kindofsharethat]

i need tan france and louis to spend time together and it should end in tan giving louis a french tuck and jonathan can chat with harry about their haircare routines and even get their nails done and maybe jonathan can show harru some moustache grooming techniques while tan and louis just chill and drink cocktails

jvn: the french tuck is so much more than just a fashion statement [reaches into his jeans and pulls out a facial hair growth serum]

harry: *soft gasp*

[jennsmischievousmind]

A perfect fit (part 5 end)

Summary : James Buchanan Barnes stumbles upon you, a lady that got him wrapped around her finger.

Warning/s: smut. If you’re under 18 please don’t read this.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader; Steve Rogers x reader (platonic)

Words: 2,501

Tags : @rodkrake @kaffekanden @namiiswan @destielinamoose @slender–spirit

A/N : English is not my native language … yeah coz writing smut in french sucks sometimes so excuse my rough english.

In the idea that Bucky and Steve came back to Brooklyn after the war and never went near a freaking train. It’s a pretty long one so I’ll do parts.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5(end)

You were enjoying a night out with Bucky, at the bar you’ve met. Seating in a corner booth, you’d been there for like an hour, talking about everything and sharing ideas, you were drinking while stealing his fries. One of your daily mission was to make Bucky blush and/or horny, obviously tonight was no different, as he was hailing at the barman for another two drinks, you slipped your foot out of your shoe then run it around his calf and ankle, he immediately looked at you, a mischievous smirk plastered on your lips. He shook his head. 

“Y/N, I’m warning you..” he said, then your foot slide between his thighs enjoying the warm and the way they clenched at your touch, reaching his crotch you soon felt his cock twitching under your toes.

Bucky cursed under his breath “fuck!” 

“Don’t threaten me with good things, Sarge!” you said in a lustful voice.

His eyes changed and you could see that you were in for a payback at home, your foot pressing and sliding along his clothe length making him breath heavier, his fist against his mouth maintaining eye contacts. 

“If you behave until we are alone I..” he was suddenly cut.

“Hello Bucky!” you both broke eye contacts surprised. A young woman was standing on Bucky’s side. She did not acknowledge you at all. Bucky’s eyes bounced between yours and hers. You quickly understand that she was an old catch, you leaned back amused, your bare foot still between his warm thighs. You wanted to see how he was going to get himself out of this situation. 

“I heard you came back from the war? You know I could make you forget it, Bucky!” she said in a sultry voice, you couldn’t help but scoff slightly.

“Hm.. as you can see..I am with someone!” He stuttered glancing at you, she finally realized you were here. 

“Hi!” you mouthed smiling while waving at her.

She raised an eyebrow at you and returned her attention to Bucky. You internally laughed so hard.

“I’m your best girl Buck, remember?” she said

“Oh really?” you said smirking, withdrawing your feet. He panicked a little at your doing, searching for your eyes, you crossed you arms staring at him trying to be as serious as possible.

“You know where to find me!” she winked at him before leaving, you could see Bucky was really uncomfortable.

“Doll...you’re not upset, are you?” he asked worried. You stared at him for few seconds, keeping a blank face.

“I’m gonna let you figure that out, dreamboat.” you did your best to hide your smile and stood up from the booth, making your way to the ladies room.

You were adjusting your make-up when someone plant themselves behind you.

“You should know, Bucky stayed with me the longest, he’ll come back to me!” she claimed.  

“Is that so?" You sighed. "Get over it hun. Little advice don't live in the past, it won't do you any good." you checked yourself one last time in the mirror and look at her reflection. You pushed the doors, leaving her speechless next to the sink. 

You reached your booth, getting a glimpse at an anxious Bucky. “Coming?” you asked him, he stood up at a fastness.

“Y/N..I..” he stammered, your hand went to his face gently, then you patted him on the cheek. “You’ll have to make up for this Bucky Barnes.” 

“Promise you, doll, I will!” he seized your middle bringing you against him. 

“Then what are we waiting for?” you purred near his lips.

You made it home in no time, no wonder you choose this bar since it's a block away from your place. Tearing down his shirt, you quickly removed his trousers, brushing his hard member on the way. He unfasten your pants and removed your blouse, and bra leaving you only in your panties. Walking backwards to the bedroom while kissing, you stopped beside the bed. Your hand sliding along his cock through his shorts. He grabbed a hold of your butt, fondling it, his other hand playing with your nipples while you kissed his upper body. He suddenly pushed you on the bed, earning a giggle from you.

"You've taunted me all night doll!" He crawled to you, making sure to let his hand caress your body from your ankle to the nook of your neck.

"Don't forget about..what's her name again?" You asked frowning your eyebrows.

"Let's not..talk about her honey. It's only you and me that's all that matters." He caught your lips in a searing kiss, his body enclosing yours.

His lips slide down your throat, licking his way down your collarbone. He took a mouthful of you breast while he roughly fondle the other one. His large hand went down on you, caressing your sex through your panties, you gasped as his lips kissed the skin below your breasts, grazing his teeth on your rib cage, pecking lingering kisses down your stomach he reached your sensitive part.

Holding the pink lips between his thumb and forefinger, working his way up and down, inserting your folds with his fingers you arched your back, his long fingers sliding into your body in a sweet rhythm while his tongue made wonders with swift flicks on your tight sensitive bud. Feeling your orgasm rising you tightened your grip on his silky hair and the sheet. Coming undone your body shuddered, moaning his name. You pulled on his dogs tags, bringing him up. His length filling you up, pulsing inside you, your nails digging into his butt cheeks as he thrust deeper into you resulting in both of you moaning and grunting. He made you reached peaks that you had never even brushed.

.

Bucky was coming at your place when he heard a ruckus behind your door, opening it in a crash.

“what the...” he stopped, furrowing his eyebrows wondering.

You turned to see Bucky at your door, looking very disturbed. 

“Don’t ask, that’s for science!” you said, returning your attention to the bottles on the living room table. Steve shrugged at Bucky. You were actually mixing alcohol to get Steve drunk, it happened after you both argued on his capacities..as always, he was totally in.

"You are both an embarrassment" Bucky scoffed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Both of you look at him jaded, narrowing your eyes at him.

“Ok pal, gonna help or not?” Steve asked turning his upper body to Bucky.

You were about to take a shot of Tequila on your own, but you stopped the glass at your lips, waiting for Bucky’s answer. 

“Guys, ... I can’t let you two alone 2 minutes!” he patted Steve’s back as he sat on the couch, while you were sitting on the floor.

‘Don’t worry, I got it undercontrol.” you claimed grabbing bottles from the cabinet next your sofa. Somehow...you had lots of different liquors, you could have been a bartender in another life. Seeing the guys’ reaction they'd probably find that quite agreeable.

“Yeah you got it!” Bucky retorted chuckling.

About an hour later you were mixing every bottle that you had.

“Oh that’s one seems tough!” Steve snapped sniffing at it, Bucky took a sip and immediately coughed followed by Steve.

“What’s in it?” they asked between two coughs. 

“Hm ... I don’t remember..” they both looked at you in disbelief. “Hey for my defense I’ve done a lot of those concoctions.”

“Doesn’t matter what’s in it tho, it doesn’t make me drunk.” Steve announced standing up “Sorry Y/N it won’t be for tonight.” He bid goodnight as he closed your door.

“Why do you want to make him drunk so badly?” Bucky inquired, grabbing one your hand, pulling you gently to him, you eased yourself into his laps

“I want to get Captain America drunk, isn’t that legit!?” you exclaimed pointing at the door.

“Not exactly the word I would use.” He smiled and brushed your hair from your sleepy drunk face. The next morning was pretty hard but fortunately Bucky let you sleep in, he even stay in bed to cuddle listening to the radio which was playing one of your favorite, I know why by Glenn Miller. The rays of sun going through the fine curtains of your bedroom, lightning your legs intertwined, you tightened your embrace on Bucky’s waist, he drowsily kissed your hair. A perfect lazy morning, for once, in James Buchanan Barnes’ arms.

.

Few days later you went out with Peggy and Steve, at Peg’s favorite bar, sat in the corner booth, you had chips and some cocktail wraps. Steve and Bucky were talking about some baseball games while you and Peggy were enjoying your, 3rd? 4Th? Manhattan. Fortunately both of you were able to hold your liquor, now that Steve could no more get drunk, damn it, nor that he tried really hard before the serum, it was a bit unfair for Bucky who had to restrained himself. But being the smart cheeky man he is, he quickly found a way to distract himself from the drinks on the table.

Bucky's hand discreetly landed on your thigh, you slightly blenched. His thumb rubbing circles on your flesh. Your breath hitched at the sudden touch, Peggy didn't saw you glaring at Bucky who was still talking to Steve acting oh so innocent this little rascal!

Well if he wanted to play, you'll play! You reached his wrist, you saw him stealthily glancing at you maybe worried you'd removed his hand, you could have but why would you want to? Spreading open your legs a little bit more, you made his hand caress the inside of your thigh, slowly drawing him near you intimate parts, now he had your total consent, then he really look at you when he felt a string then lace, he tilted his head wondering what you were wearing and resumed his debate with Steve.

After this you let him handle, literally, he brushed his fingers on your clothe core, resting his palm on your mound, two fingers pressed lower stimulating your clit with small pressure, his fingers going further down sliding between your folds, his warm palm covering your sex, you clenched your thighs trapping his hand. At first you had your breathing under control until he pushed away your panty, your thighs loosen up in a matter of seconds, sliding two fingers on your folds, pressing and slowly moving left to right. His thumb soon circled around your clit, at this point he could see you trying to confined your moans by bringing the glass at your parting lips, you were so caught in the moment that you didn't notice Peggy watching you, she narrowed her eyes on you.

“James Buchanan Barnes!!” Peggy shouted, he abruptly removed his hand and fingers, you let out a silent moan already missing his touch. You laughed breathlessly seeing Bucky avoiding Peggy's look.

“Aouch” you couldn't help but giggled as Peggy hit your hand.

“You both are naughty!” she pointed at you two, Bucky was now wearing a devious smile, he shrugged at Peg. Steve was totally oblivious, wondering what was going on.

“I'll let you know, later..” she quipped cupping Steve's cheek. Bucky and you laughing at Steve's disoriented face. You leaned to Bucky's ear. “Why don't we head home, so I can show you what I'm wearing.” you mimicked him putting a hand on his strong thigh, squeezing it. “Oh, doll! I'd love that!” You pecked his lips.

You left Steve and Peggy when they went dancing, Steve had improved. Hurrying to your place Bucky get rid of your dress in a second, way to eager to see what you were wearing, and he was not disappointed. His eyes rested on a white underwear set with garters. His finger trailed his way up between the garter string and the flesh just under your butt cheek. That night was wild, Bucky definitely loved the new underwear set.

.

You were at the retail market, looking for new fabrics and inspirations when someone caught your arm.

"Y/N come with me! It's important!" Steve exclaimed nervously, pulling you out the market.

"What..Steve, what is it!?" You panicked, following his path.

"It's Bucky, he is.., come please!" He urged you to your store, you were so anxious by the time you arrived, to see that Bucky was not there.

"Steve where is Bucky?" you inquired, your heart couldn't keep still.

"Look Y/N, just trust me ok, it's.." he started to say his hand going up almost in defence.

"Don't go all Captain fuckin’ America with me Steve. I saved your skinny ass, so tell me the what's going on!!" You pointed at him with your purse.

"Be patient please Y/N! Gosh you're stressing me out!" He pinched the bridge of his nose, then put his hands on his hips.

At this point you were both talking loudly, you would say, well at the edge of screaming at each other.

"You're freaking me out! What is happening!?!" You threw your purse on one of the glass counters.

"Nothing! Just.. wait ok!" He sighed leaning on the main desk.

"Hey, could you both stop bickering!? You heard behind you and turned around, at least for today!” Bucky walked in, grinning.

Steve went to him, shook his hand and patted his shoulder. Then Oliver and Peggy came out the fitting room.

“Peg? What's going on?” you inquired getting quite anxious, is it how I die?

Oliver and Peggy giggled and stopped by the main desk.

“Doll, Y/N!” You focused onto him, brows furrowing in confusion.

"Bucky, tell me what.."

And all of sudden, he knelt down in the middle of the store on the blue carpet, getting a box out his pocket and popping it open just before your eyes. A shiny ring facing you, Bucky's bright blue eyes and huge smile in the background.

“Y/N, would make me the honor of .. taking me as your husband?”

A dead silence settled, leaving everone on edge. It's not that you didn't have an answer, but it's just wouldn't came out as you were so shocked, you did not expect anything like that when Steve brought you here in the middle of the day, scaring the shit out of you.

Peggy was smiling hard, clenching at Steve’s arm, Oliver was too actually, enjoying the feel of Steve's bicep. You gasped and find your voice back.    

“James Buchanan Barnes, I would be the one honored!” you answered smiling. He let out a long sigh, beaming at you. He slide the ring on your fine finger, your heart thumping in your ears. You caught his tie and pulled him into you, kissing him passionately, as he wrapped his arms around your middle.

Steve, Peggy and Oliver cheered and you hugged each one of them, you turned around after hugging Peggy to look at your now fiancé to noticed that he was wearing the suit you had made him, and it was indeed a perfect fit.

.

Thank you all for reading A Perfect Fit, I had a lot of fun writing it.

[brklynjrsygirl]

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[ajapablog]

Corona Chronicles IV and V

Two in one blogs are an indication that time has started to blur. It takes me a couple of seconds to remember what day it is. I also feel slightly unmotivated to blog because I am not sure anyone reads these and I actually had to ask a friend to read my latest posts to see if these were any good.  But I decided that I should do it for me. 

Otherwise, a routine and the sense of normalcy has started to kick in. Yesterday I sat at the desk doing work for around 6 hours with a couple of water and bathroom breaks in between. I managed to finish a 2-hour ethics and harassment training for my employers and I know now what the Clery Act is and I would know how to file a Title IX case if it ever came to that. So that’s work done! I still have to do my taxes!! 

In the evening yesterday, we ordered Mexican food and started watching Netflix’s latest offering: The Circle. The show has some really interesting characters trying to make it to the end of an experiment where people are eliminated based on interactions between each other through social media. These characters are in isolation so it definitely mimics our current state. This is indeed the time to watch shows about social experiments about isolation. The show Love is Blind is also pretty amazing.  Today began with an hour-and-half-long group work out session. We began with the first fitness test in something called insanity workout. The bald instructor keeps saying “boom boom,” so I have decided to affectionately name him uncle Boom Boom. I was almost  going to faint at some point in the middle of our fitness/cardio training so I am utterly out of shape. I haven’t swam in 3 weeks now. Then we moved on to pilates with a cheery lady who I haven’t had the chance to name yet. But she can talk non-stop while doing some pretty intense work-outs. I aspire to be like her. We ended with some self care yoga that left us feeling warm and fuzzy. As my roommate says, we still might have 2 years worth of pent up energy that needs to be spent. So the workouts will continue.  Grooming in times of Corona My scratchy throat is so much better; my stomach is also fine. I think it might have just been a case of not being conscientious about what I was eating. I am too scared to drink coffee. I have been eating more fruits. Although, a part of me is scared that I will soon run out of papayas and I definitely do not want to go out to get some more. But eating more fruits is good for the skin.  Speaking of which, I have not been great at maintaining a skincare routine since my mid twenties. I know how to but I haven’t been regular. A part of the problem is the fact that I don’t have the usual tools: surprisingly, I don’t have a mud face pack, aloe vera gel or rose water (things I always had at hand in my 20s). I ordered a vitamin C serum, some tea tree oil, a face pack and a cleansing brush on amazon to start a routine. There is no question of going swimming or to the gym but I’ll keep my legs smooth and shaven for myself, thank you very much. I plan to tint my hair with some henna that I bought ages ago. I’ll crack an egg in there, add some black tea and some coconut oil. The last time I did this hair routine, my hair was glowing. 

Grooming in the time of social isolation is  important because it is a reminder that we must take care of ourselves, for ourselves. It doesn’t matter if we can’t show off our silky hair and our painted nails to the world. We do, however, have to live with ourselves and it definitely helps if we look nice. 

In the News Younger Adults Make a Big Part of Covid-19 Hospitalizations in the US  The idea that young people with healthy immune systems will ride this wave has been in circulation for a while now. But the New York Times has a report that says that young people are indeed being hospitalized and have been grappling with the virus. The number of deaths among young people is lower than for the elderly but that doesn’t discount the fact that young people do indeed show symptoms of this coronavirus infection that lands them in the hospital. All the more reason to be cautious. See: https://www.nytimes.com/2020/03/18/health/coronavirus-young-people.html

Japanese Flu Vaccine Effective Against Coronavirus The Japanese-developed drug, to fight the latest strain of the influenza virus, Favipiravir or Avigan, has proved to be effective against a milder case of Covid-19 according to Chinese medical personnel. They say that the drug doesn’t do much to the more severe symptoms but the fact that it can be effective against milder symptoms is a welcome news. See: https://www.livescience.com/flu-drug-could-treat-coronavirus.html An Indian Cure? There have been news that Indian doctors in Jaipur made a cocktail of retroviral (HIV) drugs, influenza drugs and swine flu meds that cured an Italian patient of coronavirus. The fact that the antidote to this Covid 19 situation lies in the tweaking of existing antivirals, is highly probable. I know retro viruses and corona viruses are different but given that retroviral drugs have been used to “cure” something as tough as HIV, I wonder if there’s something about using these on corona viruses. What is slightly disconcerting to me is the fact that the international news has no coverage whatsoever of the happenings at Sawai Jai Singh hospital in Jaipur. I wonder if the West is not taking seriously the fact that Indian doctors are very likely to be able to treat patients with Covid-19. This is not coming from a sense of pride over South Asian know-how but from the experience of seeing the superiority of Indian medical personnel more generally from having lived in different countries in the course of my life so far.  See: https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/jaipur/city-docs-cure-corona-patient-with-hiv-drugs/articleshow/74584859.cms

Do not take Ibuprofen if you have Covid-19 symptoms Apparently, Ibuprofen is not the drug to take to relieve fever or pain symptoms related to Covid-19. The advice in the public sphere came from the French health minister, Olivier Véran who instructed everyone to take acetaminophen instead. NSAIDs apparently made symptoms worse. From the different things I’ve been reading, it seems like this disease has something to do with the inflammation-oxidation-immune systems in our body: which is pretty much every infection but if doctors could figure out the specificty of the mode through which this virus effects these interconnected systems, they could have the answer to what to do. Of course, all of this will take time. For now, I won’t take my favourite painkiller: Flexon—a beautiful cocktail of paracetamol and ibuprofen, if I feel feverish or feel pain. See: https://www.nytimes.com/2020/03/17/health/coronavirus-ibuprofen.html

Women fare Worse than Men in Epidemics and Pandemics The social scientific community has been talking a lot about how the pandemic and the practices of social isolation has the effect of reconstituting older social hierarchies. This is the case with gender as well with women having to stay in abusive homes, having to rely on men, do more labor, etc. See: https://www.theatlantic.com/international/archive/2020/03/feminism-womens-rights-coronavirus-covid19/608302/

The Sky is Falling: Says a NY Doctor A New York doctor wrote that she might sound alarmist but the case is worrying and as a medical personnel who sees life and death situations everyday, this moment is particularly panic-inducing. She says that she is not confident about the medical profession and the infrastructure to be able to take on the surge capacity of this pandemic. She says that there will in two weeks arise a situation where doctors here in the US will have to make life or death judgements. Her insistence that we must be careful is important. See: https://www.nytimes.com/2020/03/19/opinion/coronavirus-doctor-new-york.html

[gothify1]

Working in the beauty industry has afforded us WWW beauty editors  the distinct privilege of proximity to the best and brightest in the worlds of hair , makeup , skin , and nails . This access allows us to bring you, our beloved readers, the hottest of-the-moment beauty news, but another resource we love to tap for this purpose is beauty podcasts. From product reviews and recommendations, to expert advice and trend commentary, these online audio-shows can can be super informative, and also so much fun to listen to. When Meghan Markle 's makeup artist Daniel Martin recently spilled the tea on how he covers pimples during a recent appearance on beauty podcast Gloss Angeles, it re-affirmed to us that these digital talk-shows are a bonafide goldmine of beauty advice, straight from the experts we all love to hear from. Not to mention, they make our soul-crushing commutes just a little less brutal. Ahead, find our five favorite beauty podcasts, along with the best tips we've picked up from each. Don't forget to shop the selection of cult-favorite products hosts have recommended. Los Angeles beauty editors Sara Tan and Kirbie Johnson host this pod, where they discuss all things beauty news, products, and the like. They may be the new kids on the beauty podcast block, but they bring with them years of industry experience, impeccable taste, and, of course, tons of knowledge to share. Our favorite tip:  Podcast guest Martin revealed on episode 4 his go-to cocktail for covering and treating pimples at the same time. “I mix Cortisone gel and eyeshadow primer to cover it up before I put concealer on top of it," he said. "The Cortisone gel is like a barrier and protects the pimple. Then I’ll lay eye shadow primer on top of it to smooth it out. Because it’s so dry, it’s kind of like a film.” Listen to Gloss Angeles here . Hosts Jessica Matlin and Jennifer Goldstein are two beauty editors and self-proclaimed beauty junkies who spend their weekly episodes discussing the latest product news and their own beauty adventures, with lots of celebrity and expert guests in the mix. Our favorite tip: On Episode 167, celebrity makeup artist Nam Vo  dished on the pre-makeup skincare routine that helps her create her now famous "glow porn" makeup look. "I will tone, I'll massage, like, three layers of oil on, and then I use the Beautyblender Blotterazzi," she explained. "I warm [oil] up like really, really warm and then press, press press into the face, then I use Blotterazzi to take off the excess." Listen to Fat Mascara here . Jackie Michele Johnson is a comedian and beauty lover who shares her love of vegan and cruelty-free beauty every week, alongside a healthy does of laughter. She invites weekly guests, including everyone from actor friends to beauty icons, to chat all things makeup, skincare, and wellness. Our favorite tip: On a recent episode of the pod, New York based beauty writer Rio Viera-Newton dropped a major gem about how she uses her favorite toner: "I decant it into a spray bottle and use it on flights a lot. Always decant." Genius. Listen to Natch Beaut here . Every week, comedy writers Esther Povitsky and Caroline Goldfarban take listeners along on their mission to glow up, via discussion of all things makeup, skincare, health, and more. With special guests popping in to share their personal health and beauty rituals, there's always a fresh and funny take to consider Our favorite tip: When Kiernan Shipka  appeared on a recent episode, she shared the secret to her pristine "glass skin". "The second that I switched over to Marie Veronique–did the retinol serum, did the face oils, coupled with the cleanser – that was it," she said. Listening to this podcast is like sipping a warm cup of tea. Instead of offering product reviews, host Brooke Devard invites various thought leaders on to serve us real, intellectual talks about self-care, wellness, and skincare. Instead of recommending the best serums to buy, this pod encourages us to challenge the many facets of societal beauty standards that continue to bind feminine identified beings in this world. Our favorite tip: London-based editorial nail artist Sylvie Macmillan appeared on a recent episode to talk through the artistry of nail design and the properties of strong, healthy nails. "One of the things that makes your nail a lot stronger is the shape of it," she explained. "It's called the c-curve–it's that curve that is on the end of your nail.On your index finger, it's often a lot flatter, and so that's why those ones always break first." Up next, 5 hot beauty trends coming straight out of NYC .

[dracomisunderstoodmalfoy]

Clouds, hidden beaches, black nail polish

clouds: list your top 5 songs at the moment and how they make you feel

i don’t know if these are my “top 5 songs atm” but these are definitely some that i’ve been listening to a lot lately and that make me feel things

sing to the moon by snarky puppy: this song gives me chills cause it’s so good and i feel like i was under the influence

veden alla by emma salokoski: this is a song about when someone’s treating you as well as possible. when you truly feel that you’re being loved and taken care of. when you know you can trust someone 110 %, when you know that they won’t let you down and they’d risk their own life under any circumstances to keep you safe. this song makes me feel soft and warm on the inside and it reminds me of one person i know.

heikko valo by ultra bra: this song is the complete opposite to what the previous song is about and it reminds me of the time i was trying to decide whether or not to break up with my ex. it makes me feel angry and sad.

a case of you by joni mitchell: this song makes me feel very ambivalent, in a way. like i was in a roller coaster of feelings. but still it makes me feel mostly sad.

dark necessities by rhcp: a year back my band at school did a cover on this song and we performed it so this reminds of that time in my life. but can we just take a moment to respect the bass on this song cause it’s craAAaAZYYYYYyyY goOoOD ?!?!?!

hidden beaches: do you prefer to hang out in a big group or one on one?

it depends on who i’m haning out with but i think that i prefer bigger groups more often

black nail polish: what do you do to pamper yourself?

i go to sauna!!! it’s this crazy cool wonderful thing that we have in finland and that we finns lllloove!!! it’s basically a hot room where you go in naked and you pour water on some hot rocks (idk?!) and the room gets even hotter and it’s all steamy and hot and i freaking love it !!!!!!!!!!!!! after that you take a shower and you guys don’t even know how good it feels so take an ice cold shower after a good steamy time in the sauna! damn i love it

anyway i usually exfoliate my face and body while i’m in the sauna because all my pores are open and it’s less harsh when your skin is soft. i also shave my legs and other parts of my body that i usually shave.

after sauna i’ll take a long cold shower and wash my hair and body! then i take my towel and go to the bathroom where i’ll put a face mask on and also moisturize my body (if i’m not feeling lazy). then i’ll make some tea and just chill.

when i’ve washed my face mask off i’ll put some serum on my face. i’m currently using the Lumene Bright Now Vitamin C Dry Skin Cocktail treatment which has finnish forest berries in it and it smells delicious! after that i’ll moisturize my face and then i’ll finish my tea if i didn’t already.

happy questions

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Dresses

Always remember to bring the shoes you plan on wearing to a special event along when you shop for the perfect dress. This allows you to see how the shoes look with the dresses you are considering. It will also give you an idea of any alterations that may need to be made.

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Work

If you wear stockings, keep a small bottle of clear nail polish with you. If you get a snag or run, a small drop of the polish will help stop it before it gets bad. Remember that it only takes a small amount to work so, do not overdo it, or you will have a sticky mess.

Formal

You should always own a black pair of pants in a smooth fabric. You can wear those for a casual occasion if you pair it with a casual top. You can wear the same pair of pants for a more formal occasion if your pair it with a more satin top with sparkly jewelry.

Sweaters

If you are not very tall, you should be careful about wearing sweaters that are too long. While you do not want to wear something that is so short that it resembles a cropped top, wearing something with too much length will only make you appear to be much shorter than you actually are.

Cardigans

Remember that belts should serve as accent pieces, rather than necessary tools for holding your pants up, and have fun with them. Skinny belts are perfect with dark denim and dress pants, especially in animal prints or shimmery metallic. Wide belts look great over dresses, cardigans and other pieces that you'd like to look more fitted.

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Riverdale: “Chapter Eleven: To Riverdale and Back Again”

the 2001 Josie and the Pussycats movie was a masterpiece: Josie and the Pussycats serenade Riverdale High students like three angels of the Lord appearing to them over the intercom, and the glory of Grade A Dark Amber shown around them, and they were terrified

Josie’s ombre pink braids? good morning

Jughead doesn’t have a homeroom? OR A HOME?

can you believe Cheryl can honestly hike her leg up like that fantastic statue of Venus where she’s busting it all out? meanwhile, Veronica, touching up her lip liner like it’s NOT all happening behind her

What damn high school in America: Principal Weatherbee won’t even let Betty delegate physically putting up the Homecoming decorations? cold

Certified pedigree: Archie’s mom, MOLLY RINGWALD, is staying over for a few days out of concern for her son’s happiness and/or safety in Riverdale. A) they are not showing us the implied scene where she says she doesn’t want to “kick Jughead out of the guest room” only to be told that Jughead isn’t sleeping in the guest room so much as he’s sleeping in Archie’s room. B) THIS is MOLLY RINGWALD’S first outfit? morally questionable. a very strange sweater. it isn’t a crew neck, it isn’t a turtleneck, and the color is this off-peach white-person that bleeds too uncannily into her neck, and she has on a lot of blush...her liner is darker than her lips...maybe she is still experimenting, like in Sixteen Candles

Archie correcting her to say “songwriting” as opposed to just “singing,” like in the pilot when he said he wasn’t writing “poems” but rather “song lyrics”

how do we feel about Veronica’s growing obsession with all things her father? how he’s turned into an omnipresent yet unseen, merciful-cum-wrathful god in her life, giveth and taketh away, betraying and bestowing upon the Lodge women, both the reason they had to flee and the solace they gather around in the evening, charming and infecting all people, places, and things Veronica has in her life? because I love it

speaking of fathers, SKEET ULRICH has shaved

he appears to have some very wholesome travel postcards magnetized to the fridge, and I think a Crock-Pot. and an EXTREMELY RESPONSIBLE bowl of fruit on his little kitchen table

FP…….asked to read Jughead’s WIP…....to see how much Jughead knows…….he is……..COLD!!!!!! bow down, Weatherbee, in the presence of a master!

A) Jughead hasn’t titled it yet, the twit

B) FP does some incredible parenting, for sure, calling it “EXCELLENT” (while wearing his wedding ring on his middle finger? COLD!!!!!), saying Jughead has “A GIFT,” which is par for the course required feedback for your high school child’s creative writing, which always sucks, no matter how good it is, proportionally, it always sucks, but you say it’s excellent because you know one day they’re going to end up in a college workshop and they’ll be torn to pieces and they’ll need to be able to go back in their headspace to a safe place and it’ll be you, their father, telling them two years ago that they had “a gift, thank god you’re not wasting it”

C) FP adds one packet of sugar to his 16-oz., EDGY!!!!! can one packet even sweeten anything??? hahahaha I add like six!!! I have an addiction!!!! just like FP!!!

D) “It’s like he chose me.” SHUT UP JUGHEAD

E) FP is not interested in his son’s choosing a thematic focus on Riverdale over plotting, would like a suspect list from the POV of Jason’s peers, who seem to be making much further headway on his death than the cops

F) “Can I make a suggestion?” “That’s what Betty says. And then it turns into a dozen suggestions.” classic workshop couch-phrasing, “a suggestion,” Betty is the editor we all need

Summer + Blair = Veronica: Veronica calls it “a moment” too, like Jughead! GOD BLESS!!!

okay, they DID NOT have sex, like my eyes told me they did. they “crashed in separate beds.” I PLAYED MYSELF

magenta, again, is a FANTASTIC color on Veronica

Archie is “boyfriend material” now? is Veronica huffing glue?

I use Veronica’s “bandwidth” analogue a lot, mostly in regards to making excuses for not calling my mother back, but I say “RAM.” pros/cons? am I old?

I googled it and it looks like bandwidth is data use and RAM is like the space for data use

Betty’s see-through floral collar is just a little bit of heaven

Alice looks awesome! her lace-lined V-neck sweater, almost-trumpet skirt no one looks good in, pinkest pink cardigan!

“Oh my god, mom.”

Joaquin is a “gay greaser serpent”

“which is why I have prepared a seemingly innocuous list of questions”

the Blossoms appear to have a Turner painting of a forest hanging outside the Wig Room

in any other world, the patriarch wearing wigs to hide his grey hair would be a mildly amusing side-note, but on Riverdale it’s like, CLIFFORD IS WEARING RED WIGS. DID HE FREEZE HIS SON’S BODY? POST YOUR ANSWERS ON BLACKBOARD

“If you want to go after Jughead’s dad, I’m in.” I changed my mind. I love Jughead and Veronica not being friends. I CHANGED MY MIND

Cheryl’s black furry jacket!

Betty deserves “nightmare Smurfette.” she does. it’s okay, it’s just that she does deserve it. it’s okay

Gay?!: “co-queens,” CO-QUEENS!!!!

Archie is like, WHOOOOAA, Betty, no??? you don’t want me to? holy—

Archie can’t believe Veronica led him into this deserted science classroom to talk about...the murder investigation. remember three weeks ago, when he knew nothing? he misses those times

Veronica doesn’t really care about Jughead being collateral damage! she acknowledges it abstractly but doesn’t really care!!! MY SLYTHERIN PRINCESS

MOLLY RINGWALD wears a verrrry interesting pine green bathrobe-robe to “pick up” Fred for some lunch that do a lot better things for her coloring than her sweater

Every triangle has three corners, every triangle has three sides: subtle dig at Hermione with “working for Fred” as opposed to “with” him? or more likely it’s that Fred used that particular preposition talking about her before

Hermione has brought up being a “mean girl in high school” and this being payback before, I think it was in the interview with Fred in the first episode?

why is Betty PHYSICALLY putting up the decorations? surely she has bureaucratic minions to do the literal heavy lifting

PAUSE to reflect on the fact that Polly gets a DAILY MILKSHAKE

………“sleeping quarters”

like they’re racehorses or something??? or on the Titanic? SLEEPING QUARTERS?

“Damn good coffee”:  surely EVERYONE welcomes back Scheming Alice Cooper, baking a peach pie for her character, information-gathering “date,” information-gathering “date,” all the Cooper girls do this

I would not put it past her to be sprinkling some truth-serum shit ONTO the pie, like Charlotte Charles and her homeopathic mood enhancers on Pushing Daisies

Mädchen Amick, MÄDCHEN AMICK: Alice uses lonely, family-starved Jughead as a round-faced pawn in her game of Get FP and it takes but the merest flexing of this fact in Betty’s face to get Betty to back off

pepperoni and red pepper pizza IS AMAZING, but you know what is even more amazing? green peppers and mixed Greek olives. check it out, Arch

Mary’s hair in the kitchen lighting is this incredible, almost purple-undertone red

Mary has politely not said anything about A) Jughead still wearing his beanie despite being, now, sixteen B) Jughead SLEEPING ON ARCHIE’S FLOOR

JUGHEAD’S FACE when he nods at Archie to get him to agree to like giving permission for his parents to come to the dance, like, Dude, yeah

Fifth period is AP English: I love whatever “So the worm turns” means, even though it’s possibly the creepiest idiom in English (not sourced), and of course it’s in Jughead’s repertoire

Fwoopy hair is the best hair: Episode 11 has blessed us with the true mystery surrounding Riverdale: Jughead’s hair routine. clearly the boy uses a styling mousse after showering and blow-dries it upside down with a round brush to achieve THAT level of bounce and manageability

the female gaze: Archie sleeps shirtless even in this, the dead of an autumnal winter (October)

CAN YOU BELIEVE??!?!!! HOW QUICK ON THE UPTAKE ARCHIE IS ABOUT FP! damn! like damn!!!! “Maybe you should wait” is good enough, like WHOA!, but he totally knows, from Veronica’s prompting hours before in the back of his mind, when Jughead says FP asked to read what’s basically a parallel investigation of the Jason Blossom murder, it AAALLLLL COMES TOGETHER FOR ARCHIE. Archie has never felt this feeling before!!! I’m so proud!!!

Jughead doubts it: Jughead was right about the rendezvous, but he didn’t know it was A RENDEZVOUS FOR MURDER

Veronica was rich: God, the art around the Lodge apartment is SO bland. PLEASE

Archie is going to DO the same thing as Veronica, the snooping, but from a place of PROTECTING Jughead, the opposite as Veronica, which is a spicy cocktail of trouble

I’m writing a scene where it’s gay.: of course Cheryl and Polly wear kimonos while putting on makeup

of course Cheryl says “fur-reek”

those red lacquer jewelry boxes!!!!

I KNEW THE RING WOULD BE BACK!!!!!!! NANA ROSE!!!!

“Hands off, Gollum.”

the Blossom corpse: Cheryl moves fast from “Pollykins” to threatening Polly’s bodily safety and the gas pedal is Jason

Betty is wearing a pale blue off-the-shoulder dress and looks calmly stunning, like a Disney princess from the 80’s, Jughead is wearing black-on-black-on-black and looks adorable, a suit that fits

FP is presumably NOT swinging by the dance after dinner, while Alice found some very nice dangling Coldwater Creek earrings

Alice’s nail polish is GREY

Best costume bit: Veronica is dressed like a sparkly vampire with a cropped jacket WITH A FUR COLLAR, WITH her new pearls, and Archie is in red-orange velvet. give thanks to the Lord, for He is good

the mounted bass on FP’s wall baffles me every time

Jason threw the ring back at Clifford the morning he ran away? it wasn’t on Polly’s finger?

you knew some shit was about to happen when Penelope WATCHED Polly drink her “daily milkshake”

God, a DAILY MILKSHAKE? this has shaken me to my core

though she is eating for three

Jughead eats: all Jughead gets this episode is the Cooper dinner! is he just being polite? can it possibly be any good?

Hal manages to drag FP and Alice simultaneously by reminding everyone FP lives in a trailer park and reminding everyone Alice threw a brick at him

HOW FAST does FP take back the reins with his “King and Queen of Hell” story? HOW FAST!!!!!

I still can’t believe Archie put those pieces together about FP and Jughead’s story. like I am so excited he did that

“No, this is a fun story, I promise.”

FP KNOWS ABOUT THE FIRST COOPER PREGNANCY, ERGO, THE “APPOINTMENT”, HOW ON EARTH IS THIS POSSIBLE

I’ve seen Brick like thirty times: this scene is YET ANOTHER amazing, AMAZING tone-switch by FP wherein he very quietly scares everyone by speaking at a normal pace and tone about something that makes everyone uncomfortable

Betty and Jughead, honestly, have no idea what anyone is talking about now

...or is it black-on-dark blue-on-black? what color is Jughead’s shirt? I’m second-guessing now

Alice’s left eyebrow is legendary and Betty’s stoneface is legendary

the Blossom parents do a bit of an about-face with Cheryl to bring them back to her camp against Polly

Cheryl’s lipstick and nail polish and dress match perfectly, which scares me

Cheryl’s hair: and her hair of course, in an extremely high ponytail, is perfect

Cheryl’s sheaths: and that RED DRESS!!!!!!!

GOOD GOD, THEY’RE STILL IN THAT TRAILER!!!!

Archie is right on the money AGAIN when he says that Veronica is HOPING to find something incriminating because the uncertainty of who Hiram Lodge is is so nerve-wracking for her that she can’t accept another outcome

“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death” is always a good one to break out, like for parties. Veronica Lodge and Jed Bartlet would probably get along like gangbusters

These students are legally children: I don’t believe even Betty and Jughead would have the temerity to make out DURING a break-in

Archie > Dawson: I think Archie grabs Veronica’s bag FOR HER on the way out because she forgets! Archie is like, like a SUPERHERO this episode!

the Coopers, presuming Jughead is using Betty’s, both have clear umbrellas

FP telling Jughead to be “a gentleman”; “He always is, Mr. Jones.”

although since FP is pimping out one of his gang members for the collective good, I’d be interested to know what being “a gentleman” means, in Southside context

I’m truly hoping that when Jughead got back into the truck, FP was anticipating Jughead asking him some sort of sex question

OR scolding him for making Betty feel weird at dinner

uh, is there a Toledo I don’t know about that isn’t the Toledo in Ohio? I mean, OHIO? TOLEDO, OHIO? WHAT FRESH HELL?

Sixth period is Intro to Film: mark this day, in the year two thousand and seventeen in the Common Era, on which Jughead began a Worry Montage in his head and gazed out at his girlfriend from behind a rainy window, standing in the rain in a party dress staring into the distance, while a Sad Teen Song began playing in the background

am I crazy or is Betty’s little clutch see-through?

Jughead wants to “figure something out together,” continues to long desperately to be in perfect synch with someone despite himself

Gay.: Cheryl does her cover with Betty EXCELLENTLY, turning it into something she can be mean about

Alice and Mary in the girls’ room doing the thing where they only look at each other’s reflections while insulting each other, reapplying lipstick

“What the hell?”: Veronica falls into her mother’s trap wherein if she had just acted like she and Archie were gaily chatting with Alice about their dresses everything would be fine, but instead her facial expression reads explicitly as “I was in a trailer park tonight”

just as when Kevin told Veronica that Mr. Muggs had like, put a gun in his mouth, so does Betty go into A FUGUE STATE as she puts two and two together and realizes Veronica went snooping behind her back

THE CLOSE-UP OF BETTY’S EYES WITH THE STROBE LIGHTS TURNING BLUE AS SHE GAZES STRAIGHT AT VERONICA, UNABLE TO BELIEVE THIS BETRAYAL, HER HEARTBEAT SLOWING LIKE CHRISTIAN BALE’S IN EQUILIBRIUM, BETTY IS ABOUT TO ASK SOME QUESTIONS

Veronica may or may not be slightly afraid in this moment, as she did witness Betty holding a man’s head under boiling water with her high heel

Archie and Veronica’s duet is adorable, because of course it is

but EVEN BETTER, like when Archie was singing at the talent show AND Betty and Jughead discovered Jason’s car, now Archie and Veronica are singing AND the cops are raiding FP’s trailer!!!

what is Cheryl distracted about? her shady parents? is Cheryl distracted about her shady parents at Homecoming??? I love that Cheryl didn’t bother with a back-up date, but rather stands alone in a sea of dancing young people and stares off to the side, distracted by her shady parents, sort of in the way

God bless Moose: Archie swings his guitar around, and Moose is like, YEEEEESSSSS!!!!!!!! BRO!!!!!!

Please protect Betty: Betty CANNOT. believe. what she is seeing. or coming to understand, rather. is she getting a premonition that something is about to go wrong? because she DOES believe FP is innocent, or she said she does. maybe she just knows that with her mother involved, something bad is imminent anyway

FP feels the ground shift when that lockbox comes out

IS—THAT—MS—GRUNDY’S—GUN????????????? OH SHIT!!!!!!!!!!

I love Mary’s super-calm black dress and I love Hermione’s dangly earrings and I even love Fred’s white suit

you KNOW Archie wore Chucks to the dance, please. I think even Jughead is in dark dress shoes! but I guess if he’s performing, he has to stay lowkey, for his brand

Jughead’s shirt is blue. rest easy

Veronica could have delivered that better

Jughead covers his mouth like, EXTREMELY DRAMATICALLY, and points to Archie and Veronica, “these two” with two fingers, he is so beyond, beyond

Betty has on TINY PURPLE BOW EARRINGS

OBVIOUSLY Betty didn’t KNOW about the snooping, I mean, OBVIOUSLY

Jughead, a word. I would like you to calm down. I know you feel big feelings, and that you feel them .5% more than other people. I know you’re under a lot of stress, even though you have fantastic hair, with or without your hat. I know you’re a “creative type.” a “writer,” you know? listen, okay, I think you’re great. but I would like you to calm down with Betty. I was with you in the garage, you know, even in the garage, most of it! but I would like you to stop acting like Betty is the head of a Betty-conspiracy whose goal is to upend your life. Betty CLEARLY, and she IS TELLING YOU, she didn’t know what Archie and Veronica were doing. and you know, YOU KNEW Alice invited FP over to grill him because—because you were right there too!!! it’s not like she was grilling him secretly, in another room! so maybe we can calm down! maybe we can stop snipping at Betty to her face all the time. remember when you climbed a ladder to her bedroom window to check on her (remember when he was in her bedroom?), just because you love her that much? and got all flustered when she smiled at you? can we go back to feeling #blessed in her presence, Betty, the sweetest girl in the world, unless she is Dark Betty? maybe we can try and do that. get back to me

honestly the news that Jughead’s father has been arrested can only have come from Fred, otherwise it would have been too...too cruel…

YOU KNOW WE GOT A LITTLE SCENE OF JUGHEAD TOSSING HIS FATHER’S RUINED FURNITURE AROUND IN TORMENT

my god, but Jughead looks EXACTLY like his dad when he lifts his head back up. he looks EXACTLY like his dad

I don’t know what to make of “I love Jughead”!!!!! I don’t know!!!! she follows it up immediately with him being “like her family,” so it’s probably more like how she can “love” Archie (now) and “love” Veronica, etc., as a chosen family, friend-family-love, you know, agape

—although if she means it romantically, you know Betty and Jughead as a couple are DOOMED!!!!!!! the ticking clock starts now!!!! AND I LOVE IT!!!!!

Alice sees Dark Betty in Betty’s eyes and wisely steps aside

...so I guess Hal put the gun there…? although Fred also knew Alice had the gun? or did he??? I forget who knows what, exactly. I don’t know if Alice told Hal she found that gun. but Fred was at the dance/wants Jughead to be happy/lowkey adores FP, while Hal doesn’t give a damn about the Joneses, right, so like…..who???????

the Lodges sitting on their couch, shell-shocked

Archie is drinking…...a restorative….glass of milk? with like…...a cinnamon stick or something in it? is this MOLLY RINGWALD’S doing?

Riverdale is truly so fucking bonkers that CHICAGO is ostensibly a safer place for Archie to live

Cheryl’s a psychopath: Cheryl “Perry Mason” Blossom using a hand mirror to check on Polly’s breathing

Penelope has Clifford’s “word” that “he will pay” for killing Jason

Betty’s handbag is a see-through plasticky thing with little sparkles and shinys on it, it zips shut, Betty is a princess

are they ASSUMING this gun is the gun that killed Jason, which wouldn’t make a lot of sense, like FP could just have a gun lying around because he’s FP Jones, but if it’s really the gun, like, isn’t it also Ms. Grundy’s gun, like there can’t be TWO guns, like—DID MS. GRUNDY’S GUN KILL JASON???

the leader of a local biker gang has been framed in the murder of a drug-mule football star, who got shot with a pedophile’s gun, probably over maple syrup

NEXT WEEK: RIGHT NOW: has Cheryl slapped Jughead yet? WHY IS SHE SLAPPING JUGHEAD, IS IT A GOOD REASON? FOR GOD’S SAKE, WHY, LIKE, WHY NOT, BUT WHY?