#he’s so good at board games the only one he sucks at is Uno and DND

[shewhoeatssand]

Kaneki Ken is my juice box

[nectardaddy]

im back for round two bc we're not going feral enough

look and lets play a game!

ask game !

(I was thinking the same thing, I'll hyu with a another one too! also I'm yapping strap in)

look!: do you have any common interests? Or has any of you got or tried to get the other on one of your favorite tv shows/books? Was it successful? Are they now the ones 'annoying' you to watch it with them?

Once again, we are avid readers (molly you already know what I read sigh) but omi has tried to get me to like those dark horror books (think paranormal/almost "who done it" type of dark). But I need instant gratification so I can't sit there and read a 600 page book about that and NOT know what's happening and who did it.

But I have gotten him into trashy tv like fucking love island (I am OBSESSED). He says he's not into it, but he def is, to the point he's reacting with me like "what????? did she really do that???" Also got him into yellowstone that he calls "the cowboy show"

let's play a little game: do you like to play video games together? Or does one like to watch the other as they play? If the game is for only one player, do you like to take turns (maybe one of you is better/less scared/etc at a section of the game/a boss). What about board games? What do you like to play? Cards, uno, monopoly, dominoes? Who wins everytime? Are any of you competitive?

mario kart is banned in the house bc of how we act.... also spoons is banned from any function if we are going there because I will actually hurt people don't play with me....

He likes to make people think he's not competitive and act like he doesn't care but he most def is! If it's just us we are deadass going for blood. I am not a good sport, I play dirty and I don't care. "you're CHEATING wtf!" "you just suck ASS skill issue"

He doesn't play a lot of video games though unlike me. He usually just sits with me while I do. "look babe I made us a house in minecraft!" "that's so cute you fucking nerd"

[clementineskesh]

okay palisade 27 thoughts

Lots happening this episode!!

MOTIONNNNN!!! Huge fan of motion coming back. The motion scream appearing since the beginning, the motion engines....even back in partizan, it always felt like she was meant to come back, and i LOVE how this is being done. the images were so good.

I like Dust! I like Occam Olio. I like the Us doppelgangers and "they are not dead. they do not leave the tunnels."

Seeing Jesset again also makes me sooooo happy thats my BOY i am jesset fan numero UNO and unfortunately he did get his ass kicked completely but he was cute while he did it and badass.

Elle showing up was beyond exciting! i love to see her!!!

"no one's PRO-Motion" Art has NOT been speaking to my mutuals

Longer thoughts: The big narrative swings (not talking lucia (which i love also) bc that was last ep) were SO cool i love how immediately invested art got in the motion clock, im obsessed with the choices, jesset being put in mortal peril was honestly very fun for me (tragedy enjoyer who loves to mourn their faves)

it really is brutal how authority sweeps every faction turn. on the one hand, I think there is a really good sense of weight and scale here; the authoritarian rulers of a whole planet are not weak and easily toppled, it would be worse if they were always getting beat.

On the other hand, I don't love the way they're going about it. Art backing away from Occam having a character moment SPECIFICALLY because he didn't want to roll and lose a pillar (especially in comparison to keith rolling when he didn't need to duing the stellar combustor arc) was so disappointing. it just felt like a worse story and less fun play. I did not like that at all.

Even though the sense of "the authority is huge and complex and every victory will be a struggle" is good to me and i prefer it, it kind of sucks to feel like the blue channel only faction that DOES anything (even baseline/violet cove mission was mostly a success even though they took the baseline L) Like gucci saying "what do you think we do all day?" girl i think they had your number!! you people are seeming pretty unhelpful!!! i would like it if not just Our Heroes but the entire organization were pulling their weight.

The final thing that occurred to me during the first conflict with jade kill and then got solidified later with art is i think its a huge problem that Hexagon doesnt have more named characters. Blank Shore and Occam Olio and SIlverbrick, the attendants of Gentian, all the higher ups of the Bilats, they have all gotten screen time and exploration and interest from the players. By contrast, most of the named Hexagon members pre-exist the faction games, and they are a lot less fleshed out. The twilight mirage character jack mentioned didnt even get a name. they dont care about them, and we have no one To care about.

So i think in the end i like all the narrative turns this took in terms of big swings and choices, but the energy is leaving me feeling kind of disappointed and uninvested in the individual dice rolls and events and attempts. like i enjoy what they do with the outcomes, but getting to the outcomes this week felt pretty :/ I just wish they would care about the cause too!!! i like what they do with authority but i like the cause and i feel like we dont know them at ALL!

our one former exception was baldwin home who was an outside perspective who deepened the connection a lot, and now he's dead, so like, they've all just become pieces on a board instead of people.

[batdiangelo]

🎮

🎮: give me some game night headcanons!

The Bates-Wayne/Gonzalez family household had to ban game nights because AJ, Marcus, Audrey and Archer got extremely competitive. Blame their godly blood, tbh. (🤭🤭🤭)

Meanwhile at Camp, the Athena cabin organize game nights in order of game and game type, that way everyone can play the games they wanna play.

Monopoly was banned from Camp after ToA. (Meg absolutely crushed everyone at that game) (Apollo cheered her on, ngl)

In terms of Video games, There's a destiny 2 clan called "Demigods of Light" and the cabin counselors are the admins of it.

Percy doesn't play often, but he and annabeth are like, unmatched when playing. Annie's really good with load-out planning and mod work, and she's absolutely cracked at making builds for different things.

AJ and Annabeth play together sometimes, and they're also a decent team, but the one thing AJ is good at is surprising annabeth with the most out of pocket loadout ever. (What do you MEAN you just beat the witness using nothing but Ace of Spaces, a shit SMG and Gjalarhorn?)

Marcus is a warlock and he refuses to run solar, esp well of radiance. Claims he doesn't want to be known as the Hephaestus kid who uses fire based powers in video games.

There's a camp wide Minecraft server, with a perfect recreation of camp build (completely done in survival) (You'll never guess who did it) (annabeth ofc)

There's a secondary Minecraft server that's modded to hells and back, and it's super fun to play on. Percy prefers the modded server because it has a ton of ocean-life mods + Origins so you know he's down in the ocean as a Merling. He secretly recreated Ariel's trinket's cave for himself.

The DnD group at camp also has some Baludr's gate 3 play-thoughs going, and they're all fighting over who to romance. Several campers in these play-throughs have romanced the illithid.

The hades cabin played the Hades game franchise once, and are jokingly bullying their dad for potentially hiding Zagreus from them.

Chris and Grayson deal with AJ bullying the conventionally attractive art work of their parents when he doesn't get the boons he likes from them.

Hades has given AJ a sword literally named "Styigus" and it's raised more questions for the cabin than answers.

Percy plays fortnite. So does the ares cabin. (and coach hedge)

Camp wide Jack-box party pack nights. Leo hacked the game to allow more than the cap to play. Quiplash games leave people wheezing and dying of laughter.

Somehow, Percy, Damien, and Travis are all tied for most Quiplash games won.

There is a hall of fame for both board games and video games. Pandora Bates holds a lot of places in the board games section.

this hall of fame is located in the pavilion. it was built shortly before annabeth, Luke and Thalia made to camp, and expanded on when Leo and Marcus invented demigod safe technology.

AJ sucks at Uno, but is unmatched at basic card games and mythomagic. He's only undefeated by Nico in that regard.

[manofmanymons]

survive hcs of any kind. Hand em over 🔫

I have so many where do I even start

First I'll talk about truthful route specific hcs then transition to more general ones

Miu handles big scary rides way better than Takuma does so she becomes Minoru's go-to amusement park buddy

Shuuji sleeps holding Lopmon like a teddy bear

Akiharu goes from being the crazy eccentric at his university to being THE guy everyone goes to for answers. He gets a raise and a published textbook which is good because he accidentally became a single father of four (someone's gotta raise Miyuki, and Shuuji, Miu, and Kaito's parents don't deserve them) and could use the funds.

He, Miyuki, and Renamon teach the other kids and mons the piano with varying degrees of success. Dracmon, as it happens, does the best. Please imagine him for whatever reason coming across an organ someday and playing dramatic vampire music. That is all.

Saki finally learns to stop caring what people think of her because any friend worth having is one that'll love her for her real self. She loses a lot of her old friends that way but good riddance.

Ryo and Kaito are both actually quite book smart but stopped trying in school after Certain Traumatic Life Events. After getting back to the real world, Ryo finally starts trying again bc he remembers what it's like to care about his future again. Miu more or less forces Kaito to do better because she'll be damned if he can't graduate and she's stuck going to the same school as him forever.

Aoi is the only member of the group who can pass off her partner as a support animal and bring her everywhere and anywhere.

All the mons with at least one evo that has a more humanoid form have a human disguise they can use in the real world. That being said, please imagine Ceresmon Medium or Beelzemon working retail. Like how freaking funny would that be.

Minoru and Takuma were falsely led to believe that Kaito is bad at video games because Miu said she always beats him. He then proceeded to destroy them at every game they own. He's not a bad gamer, just a good brother.

Speaking of games, Minoru and Kaito are banned from board game night with The Squad after they nearly killed each other over Uno.

Third game related hc in a row but Floramon and Dracmon are the best at poker while Falcomon, Lopmon and Agumon suck. Kunemon, Labramon, and Syakomon unfortunately do not have hands to play without everyone seeing their cards. Sometimes their partners will help with this, but card cames aren't exactly Ryo's or Miu's idea of a good time.

Ryo is afraid of spiders. I wonder why.

Dracmon hates keeping to a diurnal schedule. As soon as they're all in the real world, he's up all night and asleep for as much of the day as he can get away with (usually when Kaito's at school). He's a bad influence on the kid's sleep schedule, but it's not like it's on purpose.

Getting into the more general stuff

Dracmon would absolutely leave eyes in random places as a prank

Aoi also likes romcoms so she and Takuma give each other manga and movie recs. They have an unspoken agreement not to let Minoru or Saki find out because that's too embarrassing.

Neither of the Shinonome siblings are cis or het and this is the hill I die on.

Minoru snores. Loudly. At least one night in the Other World, Takuma had to stop Kaito from smothering him in his sleep over it.

Aoi is a fitfull sleeper and Miu gets nightterrors. Rip Saki's sleep.

Minoru's fashion sense bothers Saki more than she will ever say to his face. She really likes Miu's, tho, which made Miu extremely happy to hear.

The mystery of how Aoi's hair works plagues everyone's thoughts. Seriously how does it do that?

Speaking of hair, Kaito is really pretty with his down. It is for this exact reason that it is ALWAYS up, even when he sleeps.

Most of these kids can't cook to save their lives. Shuuji is particularly skilled at accidentally lighting fires. If Miu wants to experiment with spices, RUN.

Takuma's goggles are prescription. His eyesight isn't that bad, but they help his depth perception when he's playing sports. I don't wanna accuse him of being a soccer player like certain other goggle heads...so I'm gonna come in with another hc and say he's good at tennis.

Miu is the kind of kid who would write fanfic in an open notebook in the middle of class with 0 shits given. In the Moral and Truthful Routes (and yknow what fuck it why not Wrathful, too) I like to think she would start posting shit online and Minoru would be her beta reader. If Kaito's jealous that she didn't ask him instead, he doesn't say it.

Takuma is bad at math. I have no real reason for believing this, he just feels like a guy who's bad at math. Maybe it's just because he reminds me too much of Sora from Kingdom Hearts.

You really opened a can of worms buddy jfc this post is long.

[miekasa]

random boyfriend eren hcs (modern/college au)

↯ pairing: eren jaeger x (fem) reader

↯ genres and warnings: modern/college au, himbo eren supremacy as per usual, but can you imagine eren, armin, and jean living together in one house bye

↯ notes: this is me once again trying out this headcanon format, also because i have lots of thoughts about eren (being normal) and going to college lmao

↯ more notes: sorry i have to repost this again tumblr is being dumb ://

Not a frat boy, but definitely lives by the mantra “work hard, party harder.”

Likes going out to frat parties and keggers first year, but calms down as time goes on. Sophomore year is more house parties and occasionally going downtown to clubs. By the time junior year rolls around tho, he and Jean are thee party hosts. Homecoming, Halloween, Pre-Thanksgiving break, you name it, those two have a reason to throw a party for it

But party doesn’t always mean absolute rager. Sometimes it’s just drinking with your friends, playing pong, and absolutely crushing Jean at uno. 

At parties with lots of other people, Eren really doesn’t let people fuck around with you, or any of his friends really. Once almost got into a fight because he watched a guy out his hands on yours and Mikasa’s waists to “move around you.” As if. 

Wears his key necklace around all the time, obviously. So he gives you a necklace with a lock on it, with both of your initials engraved on the back. 

Nobody really notices it at first, since the chains are long and the necklaces are you usually tucked inside your shirts. But one day, ever the observant one, Armin catches a glimpse of yours resting on top of your shirt. Cue squinted eyes looking back and forth between you and Eren before—eureka! “You and Eren have matching necklaces!!!”

Plays sports, not for a scholarship but just for fun. Gets very pouty when you can’t make it to his games; and gets extra pouty if you show up, but you’re not wearing his jersey.

On the flip side, gets very giddy when he sees you in the stands with his jersey on and very ostentatiously scoops you up into a hug after the game is over.

Literally does not know where the library is until you show it to him. Any of them. Help him.

The worst person to study with if he doesn’t have any actual work to do. Will bother you and prefer to gossip than to let you do your work in peace. If you need an actual study buddy, you should try Mikasa.

Drunkenly hits on you a lot. Scratch that, he hits on you regardless, drunk or sober, despite the fact that you’re literally dating him already.

Literally reserves at least two nights of the week to have dinner with Armin bye and you couldn’t even interrupt them if you tried.

Waits for you outside of your classroom if you’ve had an important presentation or something. Not always with anything cheesy or loud, but just to be able to cheer you on and congratulate you after.

Hates the act of going grocery shopping, but loves going with you. Also because you force him to buy things other than Anytizers and Kraft Mac and Cheese.

Steals your hair ties and scrunchies to put his hair up. Does not fucking give them back, and denies having them, even if they’re piling up on his wrist.

Will drive you anywhere and everywhere. He is your personal Uber. Even if you don’t want him to be, he would rather die than let you get into an actual Uber—and if it’s late at night? Forget it, Eren doesn’t care if you’re 45 mins away, he’ll come get you.

After you stabbed him with your pen for drawing in your notebook (with your very pristine notes), he started leaving sticky notes inside of them instead.

They’re all super random, usually incoherent, and sometimes just drawings, and you’d never tell him, but you keep every single one.

Cuts class a lot, but not to the point where he’s failing. Just when he feels like it’s deserved, you know? Like, if he attended lecture for a class all week, he deserved to skip Friday’s lecture. As a treat.

He’s embarrassing. Endearing, but so embarrassing. Like, singing in the middle of the street embarrassing. Asking you to do a TikTok in public embarrassing. Why do you even love him.

Moves off-campus during junior year and rooms with Jean and Armin in three-bedroom house. So, he’s never actually lonely, but he’s a little crybaby and will whine to get to you to come over.

LOVES sleeping over at your place, though. Because you live with Annie and Mikasa, so your place is always clean and always smells good. Plus Mikasa and Annie are usually busy, which means you get more privacy at your place.

Mikasa honestly just starts making breakfast for Eren in the mornings when he does sleep over, and Annie is so unfazed by his presence.

Jumps at the opportunity to join in on your girls wine-night or skincare-routine night. So what if it’s him and three other girls drinking red wine with face masks on and talking about Anne Hathaway movies while playing Monopoly Deal? It leaves him pleasantly buzzed and his skin is absolutely glowing, suck his dick, Connie.

Likely doesn’t understand a thing about your major/program but listens enthusiastically when you talk about it anyways.

His lock screen is the only selfie he’s ever convinced you to take with him. (That’s okay because he has many screenshots of your snaps for safekeeping and blackmailing).

Tries to get you to exercise with him. If you’re into that, then great. If you’re not, it’s okay, he always has time to stop and take a mid-workout thirst trap to send your way. Because he’s annoying like that.

Once accidentally replied to the whole class instead of just the professor on an email asking him to be a g and bump his 89.9 to a 90. Embarrassing. (The prof did raise in the end tho, so maybe he really does have some charm to him).

Has to wear reading glasses when studying for a long time/or at his computer for a long time, and even though he doesn’t like them, you think he looks super cute in them; so he wears them more often than usual. 

Calls you asking for the most obscure school supplies/stationary. “Babe, hey, you wouldn’t happen to have a spare 4x8 poster board laying around now would you?” 

Mind you this is at, like, 3am, 12 hours before the poster board in question is due. 

Speaking of stationary, is an absolute little shit and steals your good pens. He’s partial to the sparkly ones, if he’s being honest. They make his notes look better, fuck you, Jean. 

“Eren, give me back my purple 0.4mm pen.” “I don’t know what that is, sorry.” “Eren, I can see it in your hand!” 

Brings you snacks while you’re studying. If you’re really trying to crack down and be serious, he won’t even bother you. Just bring the snacks, bring you water and boba, kiss your little forehead and be on his way.

Has a polaroid camera he got as a birthday gift, and uses it to sneak pictures of you whenever you’re not looking. He keeps the good ones hung up on a sponge board in his room.

He has a few.... riskier ones too, but those are for his eyes only.

Loves to pick out your nail color when you get your nails done. Honestly gets a little pouty when you don’t ask him lmaoo

Purposely leaves his clothes around so you can wear them. Isn’t subtle about it in the slightest. Sometimes leaves them with a note: “Please wear this, you’d look cute as fuck. Thank you. —Management.”

(slightly nsfw below)

Is not too proud to ask you for risqué snaps. Not necessarily full nudes, thought he doesn’t object to those.

Will literally give you hickeys out of boredom. Will pull you onto his lap and start kissing your neck because he has nothing better to do. Also because it leads to sex 7/10 times. The other 3 times, it’s because he falls asleep with his head in your neck lmaoo

Might have once fucked you with one of his lectures playing in the background, but you’ll never tell.

He really likes phone sex. He’s shit at being quiet, so he can only really do it when Jean and Armin are out of the house, but there’s something about only being able to hear your moans to get off that really does it for him.

He’s kind of goofy and absentminded sometimes, so sometimes you’ll be mid-sex and he’ll look at you like “Hey, did you finish your assignment, it’s due tomorrow right?”

And honestly, you kinda wanna be upset, but then you start thinking—“Did I finish my assignment?” And then you realize you did and nod and he’s like “Ok, cool,” kisses your forehead and resumes where you left off.

[openforjean]

aren’t you a pretty thing?

dark!bucky barnes x innocent!fem!reader

warnings: +18, dark fic, stalking, handjob, manipulation, praise kink, sexual thoughts, daddy kink, mentions of breeding, oral sex, anal sex, I think I got everything??

a/n: for my queen @sultrygoblin hope u like it

The smell of popcorn, the screams of riders and laughs of children run by-still doesn’t distract Bucky from you.

Ever since he saw you at the library, a year ago. He’s followed you everywhere. Your job, stores you visit and your home. He even watched you celebrate your twentieth birthday from his car.

Bucky’s eyes trail your body, slowly. Those white stockings make your skin tone pop. His eyes spend a little more time on your legs, he licks his lips. Your skirt barely reaches your mid thigh, his eyes shift to your backside.

He can just imagine pounding you from the back.

“Say it, sweetheart. Say you want my cock,” Bucky says, gripping your hips from behind. You whimper and respond “I want your cock daddy, please, please fuck me”. Bucky doesn’t waste a second, he penetrates your sweet, virgin hole and pounds into you.

His thought is interrupted by a ballon popping from a nearby game booth. His eyes snap back to you and you’re now sitting at a bench...all alone. This is Bucky’s time to bite.

Bucky makes his way to you and sits on the other side of the bench. His arms spread and “accidentally” brushes against you.

You look at him and he quickly mumbles an apology.

“It’s okay,” you say. Bucky nods. And from the corner of his eye, his eyes trail up your thigh. He groans and adjusts his jeans. “Your friends ditch ya?” Bucky asks. This is the riskiest question yet. “No, no, this boy stood me up. He was supposed to meet me here and he isn’t showing,” you answer, with your head down. Bucky tusks and tilts his head at you. “Boys are shit. Get yourself a man, all boys do is fuck everything up. A man with experience, will show you a good time,” Bucky says.

“Oh, well, I don’t...know any ‘men’, but I guess you’re right about boys,” you admit. “You know me, remember?” Bucky says.

“Umm, I don’t think I’ve met you before...I might’ve forgotten, what’s your name?” You ask.

Gotcha.

“Bucky. We met at that party,” he says. You nod, “wh-what party? Anthony’s?” you ask.

“Yeah! Crazy party wasn’t it?” Bucky asks. Bucky doesn’t know who Anthony is, all he knows is that he now has you in his grasp. “Must’ve been, I wouldn’t know. I left early,” you answer.

Good girl.

“Don’t be sad about the boy, he probably wouldn’t have showed you a good time,” Bucky says to ease your heart. You nod. “Wanna get out of here? I can take ya home,” Bucky offers. You smile and your heart melts. No guy has been this sweet to you. “Sure, thanks Bucky,” you say. Bucky stands up and you follow him to his car.

Walking to his car felt magical. The sunset was pink, the smell of cotton candy filled the air. He opens the door and you get in, he closes the car door. You strap yourself in as he makes his way over to the drivers seat. He gets in but he doesn’t start the car.

“Bucky? What’s going on? Is everything okay?” You ask with panic growing in your voice. He looks at you with a a sympathetic look. “I guess, I just feel bad that you’re not having fun. You came here to go on a date and have fun, and you’re not having fun. I’m sorry, I just feel bad,” Bucky says. “It’s okay, I’m still having fun! It’s not your fault, we can have fun together. We don’t need to be here, it’s okay, I promise,” you affirm him.

“As long as you’re sure,” Bucky says, gripping the wheel. “I’m sure, we can have fun at...my place, if you want. I have some board games, I can make us some cookies too...” you offer. You don’t know him and you’re inviting him to your place. What’s got into your head?

The drive to your place is relaxing. The windows are rolled down, the radio plays smooth jazz and his car smells like cologne. You look at him as his eyes watch the road. His hair, his arms and thighs, so pleasant to look at. His hair flows, his veins flex, his metal arm shines and his thighs look so good to ride. Your feel your private part tingles and you shift in your seat, squeezing your thighs together.

“I live on Maple, by the way. Good thing you’re already heading the right way,” you say. Bucky’s eyes widen and he nods. “Good thing, right?” He says. He’s slacking already, ah, what you do to him. “Thank you for taking me home, I really appreciate it. And thanks for cheering me up, I feel better. All because of you,” you say, looking up at him with the most innocent pair of eyes. He gulps and shifts in his seat. “Of course, anytime,” he says.

He makes the stop at your house and the driveway is full. Your parents must be home, shit. You undo the seat belt and look at him once more with those eyes. “Thanks again, the offer still stands to come inside,” you say. He wishes that meant something else but he’ll take what he can get. “I don’t know, seems like you have a packed house.”

“No, no, no! Come in, my family doesn’t mind, you’re a friend now. The least I can do is treat you for taking me home and making me feel better,” you assure. Bucky would love to go inside, but he doesn’t want to risk your parents becoming suspicious. “Okay,” he says.

“Mom, dad, this is Bucky. My friend, he drove me home cause that boy stood me up,” you announce. Your parents smile and thank him. Your parents are just as naive as you, huh sweetheart? Your parents head to the porch to talk and you and Bucky head to your room. Bucky is much more at ease knowing your parents are just like you. He enters your room after you and his heart flutters.

You’re so cute.

White walls, medals from former extracurricular activities, paintings and stuffed animals. A white and gold vanity, golden bed with fluffy white sheets. The scent of vanilla lingers in the air. Your curtains are light, you can see right through them.

“I have Uno, Sorry, Dominoes and-”

“‘S okay doll,” Bucky says. Your mouth parts as he paces around. “Are you okay, Bucky?” You ask. He stops and spins to face you. “No, I need to tell you something and I get it if you don’t feel the same or want me to leave. I will. But...ever since I met you that night, I-I couldn’t stop thinking about you. And when I saw you at the carnival, I knew I had to make a move and talk to you. I spent weeks trying to forget about you and I couldn’t. My mind couldn’t seem to forget you, I don’t think I can...forget you,” Bucky confesses to you. You stand in awe and your heartbeat quickens.

He likes me. A really, really cute guy, likes me! What do I do? I mean, he’s cute and is very nice and friendly. He hasn’t done anything wrong, and he met your parents and they seem to like him. He’s already passed the test, basically. What’s the harm in going out with him?

“You like me, like me?” You ask, stepping closer to him. His nose brushes yours and he nods. “I do, a lot. And if this going too fast, we can slow down. Don’t wanna rush you into anything you’re not ready for,” he says. Your heart pounds and your minds spins from excitement. Someone likes you! You smile and you lean in to kiss him. When his lips touch yours, fireworks went off in your body. Your heart flutters and stomach flips, you feel like you’re in a different dimension. You pull away and wipe your mouth, and you shy away from his gaze. “Don’t look away pretty girl, that was a good kiss. Was that your first one?” He asks.

“No, it’s my second,” you answer with a smirk. He smiles and pulls you to your bed to sit.

“What do you wanna do now Bucky?” You ask, sitting next to him. Bucky stares into your eyes, lovingly. He doesn’t blink. You begin to feel uncomfortable, and your stomach stirs.

There’s a lot he wants to do with you.

He wants to see your body. Kiss every inch, make love to it.

He wants to taste your lips. Have ‘em around his cock and have them on his. Your sweet, pretty lips.

He wants to eat you out til you cry. Swirl his tongue around your clit and finger fuck your tight cunt.

He wants to fuck you. So, so, so bad. He wants to stretch you out and have you scream his name. Cum in in you, raw. Knowing he can knock you up with his baby. 

He wants to make love to that sweet, little pussy too. 

And of course anal. Thinking about fucking your ass makes him shudder.

But we have to climb to get to the top, so for right now. He’ll just have a little fun and have you jerk him off.

“I want you on your knees,” Bucky says, his breath hits your lips. “My-my knees? Why?” You ask.

You are innocent.

“Here, I’ll show you,” Bucky coos. “Okay,” You say. You get on your knees, willingly and you flatten your skirt. He licks his lips. Bucky moves his hands to his belt and undoes it, he unbuttons his pants and pulls his zipper down. Bucky’s hand reaches into his pants and pulls his half hard member out. His cock is thick, veiny and uncut. Bucky pumps his cock, with pre-cum leaking from his tip creating a mess around his cock and hand.

You stare at his cock, this is the first time you’re seeing one too.

“Touch it,” he whispers. You reach for his cock, you grip his shaft.

He sucks a breath in between his teeth.

“Does it feel good?” You ask, as you slowly pump his shaft.

“Yes, it feels very good,” Bucky says with his eyes glued to your sparkling ones. You’re so cute. Pumping his dick like a good girl, your hand feels so good too. “Faster baby, you have to make me cum, I’m almost there,” he says. You pump his cock faster and you fondle his balls in with your hand. “Shit baby, you’re so good. You’re gonna make me cum,” Bucky says. Your thighs clench together and you bite your lip. “You like that huh? You wanna make me cum? You wanna make daddy cum?” Bucky asks as his mouth falls open.

“Yes I do, I wanna taste it. Is that okay? Can I taste your cum?” You ask.

“Yeah baby, you can taste my cum. You’re not only gonna taste it, I’m gonna dump it in you. Over and over again, full you up with my cum just like the s sweet baby you are,” Bucky says. Bucky’s eyes shut and his mouth spills curses as he releases in your hand. You don’t stop pumping him, Bucky grabs your wrist and stops you. Breathing heavily, he says “taste my cum baby”.

You take a lick of his cum in your finger. You like his cum clean off. “What do you think?” Bucky asks.

“I like it,” you answer.

“Good, now get on the bed. I’m gonna fuck you full of it.”

pls reblog with ur thoughts and feedback, it helps me write more :)) 

[drabbles-mc]

Game Night

EZ Reyes x F!Reader

Request by @beardburnsupersoldiers: If you are still doing the roommate prompts....maybe number 3 with Angel, EZ, and reader???? Bonus points if all that delicious tension is happening between reader and the Reyes of your choice! (Prompts are from This List btw)

Warnings: language, alcohol, EZ being a sore loser 

Word Count: 2k

A/N: This was really fun to write! I don’t think I’ve ever written a fic quite like this one before so it was a neat little dynamic. Hope you enjoy! xo

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“You grab beer for tonight?” you had your phone pinned between your ear and your shoulder as you tossed your grocery bags into the back seat of your car.

“I was supposed to grab beer?” EZ chuckled.

“You can’t even try to pull that shit, Memory Boy,” you laughed.

You could hear the smile in his voice, “Yes I grabbed beer.”

“You’re perfect. I think I’m still gonna go to the liquor store though.”

“What for?”

“…liquor?”

You could envision him rolling his eyes at you, forever fed up with your remarks, “I feel like that’s excessive.

“Live a little, Ezekiel,” you joked, “It’s game night.”

It wasn’t long after you had moved in with EZ you started up game night with him and his brother. It was a good way for them to unwind and forget about the stress of the club, and you just genuinely enjoyed their company. It was nice to play host every now and then, even if it was just for one extra person. You and Ezekiel made quite the pair.

You knew how potentially messy it could get, having feelings for your roommate. That’s why you kept your thoughts and emotions to yourself. But you couldn’t deny that there was something about EZ that was really hard to tear yourself away from. There were moments when you could swear that he wanted you too, but they were fleeting and you always ended up writing them off for the sake of your sanity. When EZ wasn’t paying attention, Angel gave you grief about it. He was at least gracious enough to keep his mouth shut in front of his brother, although on more than one occasion he would shoot you a suggestive look, and you would respond with rolling your eyes and shaking your head.

You popped open the door to your apartment, multiple bags hanging from each of your arms. EZ turned and looked over at you from where he was situated by the counter, pulling together food for the three of you to eat later. He laughed as he walked over and offered to take some of the bags from you, but you waved him off.

“I have a very delicate balance here, Ezekiel,” you laughed, “If you take one I’m gonna tip over.”

He laughed as he stepped out of your way, “Got more in the car?”

You gave him a disbelieving look, “You think I was raised to make more than one trip from the car with groceries?” you shook your head as you carefully started sliding bags off your arms onto the floor, “It’s like you don’t know me at all.”

He held his hands up in surrender, “My bad. Didn’t mean to insult your honor.”

He helped you put the groceries away before he got back to getting food ready. You made your way to the closet in your room that housed an absurd number of card games and board games. You had always meant to bring Cards Against Humanity to the clubhouse because you felt like it would make for an extremely fun night. You’d have to just put it in EZ’s bags one of these days so it would turn up there on its own.

You heard the sound of your apartment door shutting, and moments after Angel’s voice echoed through the apartment, “What game am I whopping your asses at tonight?”

You laughed loud enough so that he would hear you from the other end of the apartment, “You’re toast, Reyes. You don’t stand a chance.”

He appeared in the doorway of your bedroom, “Stand a chance at what? What’s the game of the night?”

“Wanna do drunk Uno?”

He laughed, “That sounds dangerous.”

“Really? Less than two minutes ago you were saying that you were gonna whoop everyone’s ass tonight. Now you’re backing out?”

“I didn’t say that. Gimme the fucking cards,” he swiped them from you with a laugh before heading back towards the living room.

Plates and beer bottles were scattered on the edges of your coffee table while the three of you took up the center of it with your Uno game. The bottle of tequila rested next to the deck in the center of your table, waiting for one of you to lay down a draw four and make the next person take a shot along with their cards.

Angel had been sitting back and watching you and EZ trying to destroy each other all night. Angel was the king of talking smack, but tonight he was more interested in spurring the two of you on than getting you riled up himself. It was an effective tactic, too, because the amount of tequila he’d had to drink was minimal. Instead, he happily worked his way through a couple beers with little to no interruptions. He was really just waiting for one you two to get enough alcohol in your system to do something about your feelings. He was sick of watching the two of you dance around it.

“Angel shuffles next game,” EZ said with a shake of his head, “There’s no way you fairly ended up with all of those cards.”

“You’re just mad because you hate the taste of tequila,” you teased, “But fine. If it makes you feel better,” you handed the deck over to Angel, “Here you go.”

“Told you he was a sore loser,” Angel chuckled as he shuffled the deck of cards.

“Shut the fuck up,” EZ laughed as he threw a loose bottlecap at his brother.

Despite Angel being the one to shuffle the cards, EZ was looking at another loss. You were kind enough not to say anything, but the look in his eyes as you smiled across the table at him let you know that he knew exactly what you were thinking.

“You’re about to go 0 for 3, little brother,” Angel laughed as he put a card down.

“Thank you, Angel, I wasn’t aware,” EZ chuckled and shook his head as he looked over the cards in his hands.

You stretched your legs out underneath the coffee table, not realizing that Ezekiel had done the same thing not too long before you. Your foot brushed lightly along the inside of his thigh as you stretched and he instantly jerked his leg, causing his knee to slam into the bottom side of the table. He cursed under his breath and Angel looked completely lost, not having realized what happened.

You, however, were sitting there with a smirk on your face as EZ looked over at you. The look in his eyes gave him away and you could see him make a concentrated effort to take a deep breath.

“Suck it,” Angel completely moved on from the tension between you and EZ as he threw down his last card, “Alright. That’s it. I’m out,” he slowly rose to his feet.

“Leaving already?” you laughed as you looked up at him.

“Already? Listen, querida, you make me take any more shots I won’t be able to ride home. Some of us have shit to do tomorrow. Imma take my win and leave,” he walked over and kissed the top of your head, “Keep whooping his ass for me. It’s good for him.”

He and EZ gave each other a brief hug, EZ not getting off the floor to do so. Angel looked back and forth between the two of you one more time before shaking his head and making his way for the door. Once it shut behind him, you looked back to EZ with a smile.

“Just you and me now, Ezekiel,” you said as you placed a card on top of the one Angel had just laid down.

“Yea, Angel isn’t here to team up on me with you anymore. You’re done for,” he chuckled.

That was the last thing that was said between the two of you for a few turns. You kept looking at each other, trying to figure out what the other was thinking as if it weren’t already painstakingly obvious.

“Uno,” you said as you got yourself down to one card. You paused, waiting for EZ to get enthralled with making his next card choice, “How’s your knee, by the way?”

He flicked his eyes up to you, “It’s fine.”

“Oh,” you nodded, a smirk on your face, “good.”

He lowered his cards, “What?”

You shook your head, “Just wondering. Sounded like it hurt. Thought it might’ve thrown off your game a little bit.”

He narrowed his eyes at you as he set a card down, “I’ll be alright. Draw four,” he pushed the bottle towards you.

You chuckled as you poured yourself a shot and got back into the game. The two of you were able to drag it on for a while. By the time you were getting towards the end of it, both of you were kneeling, leaning onto the coffee table as you tried to beat each other to the last card. You were down to two cards left, EZ only had four. But you could see him sweating it out, not wanting to have yet another loss for the night.

You laid a card down, chuckling as you said, “Uno.”

He groaned, clearly agonizing over which card he was going to put down next. You bit back a laugh, not wanting him to accuse you of trying to distract him. With a deep sigh he finally picked a card and set it on top of the deck between you. You looked back and forth between that card and the one in your hand multiple times, dragging it out.

Finally, you looked up at him and smile, laying the card down, “Take a shot, Reyes.”

His eyes grew wide as he looked down at the draw four that was staring him in the face. He looked up at you, “You gotta be fucking kidding me.”

“Read ‘em and weep,” you laughed as you sat back on the carpet.

“You’re so done,” EZ laughed as he stood up off the floor.

You let out a scream that turned into a laugh as you jumped up off the ground, trying to run to your bedroom and shut the door before EZ could get to you, “Angel’s right, you are a sore loser,” you laughed as you scrambled.

You threw open the door to your bedroom and were about to jump inside when you felt an arm wrap around your waist, his hand landing firmly on your stomach as he pulled you back towards him. You laughed as he spun you around, but your breath quickly got caught in your throat when you realized how close he was to you.

“I won fair and square,” you tried not to let your nerves shine through.

“Fair and square seems like a stretch,” he chuckled.

You couldn’t help but to focus on the way his fingers pressed into your skin. You swallowed hard, “Why is it more likely that I cheated than me just being better than you at Uno?” you laughed, “What you do want, a consolation prize?”

As soon as you said it, you almost wanted to take it back. Almost. EZ smirked, “What kind of consolation prize?”

You wanted to look anywhere but at him because you could feel what little resolve you had fading away quickly, “What’re you thinking, EZ Reyes?”

He leaned in close so that his lips were practically touching yours, but not quite. You took a deep breath before closing what little distance was left, hands resting on the back of his neck to keep his lips pressed to yours. When it clicked in his brain what was happening, that you wanted the same thing he did, he wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, pressing your chest flush against his as he kissed you. Your fingers traced along his jawline as his lips moved against yours—it was everything that you had thought it would be and then some.

When you finally took your lips off of his, you both let out quiet chuckles. EZ loosened his hold on your waist slightly, pulling back so he could get a better look at your face.

You smiled at him, “That a good enough consolation prize?”

He laughed, nodding, “I’d say so. I’m willing to forgive you for rigging the deck for that.”

[smolchildlevy]

Solomon’s Potion Mishap

(Part 2!)

Warnings: suggestive, fluff, crack

A/N: I originally wasn’t gonna make a part two, but then I had an idea so yeah

You thought it couldn’t get worse after dinner and the whole thing in the other room.

Sucks to be you, because after dinner Lucifer got a call that Diavolo was coming to visit.

Great.

“Ah Lucifer! How’s it going??” Diavolo smiles.

“We saw each other hours ago-“

“Let him have his moment..” Barbatos sighs.

You peek around the corner to see what was all the ruckus.

Bad idea because your ears could be seen.

“What’s that?” Diavolo points over in your direction.

“Shit..” you think.

Lucifer sighs. “Come out, MC.”

You wanted to just die, right then and there.

It was bad enough that the brothers saw you like that.. now Diavolo and Barbatos?

“This is bad..” you mumble as you walk to them.

“MC! You look so cute!” Diavolo gasps.

“Indeed..” Barbatos agreed, blushing slightly.

“T-thanks..”

“What happened?” Diavolo raises a brow.

“Solomon messed up a potion.. that I drank. So here we are for the rest of the day.” You explain.

“Oooh- gotcha.”

You tried averting your eyes. I mean, this was the prince of the Devildom and his butler.

Not only was this embarrassing for you, it was borderline humiliating.

“Why don’t we do something fun?” Diavolo says, starting to walk to the living room.

“Okay, but what should we do?” Lucifer asks as you and Barbatos follow behind.

“Hmm Mc? Have any ideas?”

“Uhm.. a board game? Maybe monopoly?”

“If we do that, there’s no way Mammon is playing.” Lucifer announced.

“Yeah.-“

“How about we play that one card game we played a few days ago? What was it?” Diavolo mentions.

“Uno?” You laugh a bit.

“Yeah! That’s the one! So how about it?”

“Sounds good.” You shrug.

“I’ll go get my brothers.”

“I’ll go get the deck.” Barbatos states.

You all head in different directions. Except you and Diavolo sit down in the living room, you on one of the couches and him on a chair.

He wasn’t gonna admit it, but Diavolo was trying really hard to keep his composure.

“You really do look divine, MC.” The prince started.

“Thank you.. honestly I think this is weird-” You nervously chuckled.

Minutes later, you hear chatter from the other side of the door leading to the room you’re in.

It’s the brothers and Barbatos.

“Just in time. Now let’s play!” Diavolo announces.

“Sure..” Belphie yawns, sitting next to you. “Let me use you lap again, won’t you?”

“Of course.”

Mammon was about to shout in protest at that, but Lucifer’s glare stopped it.

Satan sits to your left.

“Why are we here?” Satan looks at you.

“Well uh.. we were just going to play Uno.”

“Alright.”

…

So all of you played the game. It didn’t go very smoothly though.. it was the opposite.

One word: chaos.

“THIS IS THE THIRD TIME YOU’VE SKIPPED ME LEVI” Mammon shouts.

“It’s because you suck.”

“YOU-“

Lucifer sent a deadly stare at home which made him stop.

Diavolo giggles. “This is quite a sight!”

“I must agree My Lord.” Barbatos smiled.

You set down a wild card that has plus 4 on it. That meant Satan drew.

“Red.”

He had an irk mark on his head but he sighed and went to draw 4.

“Good move, MC.” Lucifer compliments.

“Thanks heh.”

Satan rolled his eyes at the first born.

The game went something like that. Someone occasionally yelling at another.

It was still fun nonetheless.

In the end, they all thought you looked beautiful even if you didn’t.

And don’t worry, you were coming up with a way to hex Solomon another time.

Btw, there’s Uno there because you bought it from the human realm when you guys visited.

[kicksnscribs]

I got bored and was looking through some of my old writing so here have some excerpts from “Phantasmagoria” that probably won’t ever see the light of day lol

——————————————————————————

“We haven’t seen Nightbeat in ages.” Skids points out.

“Really? Hang on a sec, I bet I can get him in here…” Leigh goes to stand by one of the floor vents.

“How-“

“NIGHTBEAT GET IN HERE, THERES BEEN A MURDER!” Rung didn't even get the chance to finish his sentence before she belts it out at the top of her lungs

Nightbeat *bashes through the goddamned side of Swerves and looks extremely disappointed at the lack of death under mysterious circumstances* “STOP GETTING MY HOPES UP YOU ASSHOLES!!”

__\\

A group consisting of Rung, Leigh, Skids, Trailcutter, Swerve, Cyclonus and Tailgate are gathered round for a “sleepover”. They are setting up to play cards and are having a good conversation when Jazz and Prowl walk in curious as to what is going on. The group invites them to sit with them and catch up with their shenanigans since they are new to the ship.

“Nah, board games were banned ever since the ‘Monopoly Massacre’ of 11 Months; B.M.” Leigh explains, watching Swerve shuffle the cards using a “new technique he saw on YouTube.”

“B.M?” Prowl asked quietly. He was honestly scared to ask for more details after his first round of introductions on the ship

“Before Megatron.” Everyone answers simultaneously.

“Monopoly Massacre?” Jazz was more than intrigued at this point, visor glowing brighter than the smile on his face

“Yeah the game got kind of heated near the end and Whirl owed so much in back taxes he blew a fuse and shoved all the little houses into his boob turrets. Next thing you know he’s running around sniping people with tiny plastic real estate” Leigh explained.

“Pipes lost an optic that day!” Tailgate chimed in, equally horrified yet impressed

“And we do not dare speak of Clue in the presence of Nightbeat.” Rung stated firmly, recalling the events with a shudder.

“So what are you playing tonight?” Jazz asks, eyeing the group as they circled around a large table.

“UNO!” Swerve answers with delight, holding up the cards for them to see. Nearby Leigh appeared to be checking the battery on a small digital camera.

—//

“You ever think about hooking up with one of us?" Swerve asks one slow night at the bar.

"On occasion, yes."

"Really? Who would be your first pick?" He dropped what he was doing and was immediately by her side, his noseyness getting the absolute best of him.

"I don't know, probably that fine looking black and white bot from when we went back to your planet." She drawled out, lost in thought for a moment as she thought back to him.

"I-you gotta be more specific than that, Leigh. There are a lot of black and white mechs that fit that description."

"You know, the one Rewind always makes fun of. Kind of looks like Bluestreak?"

"PROWL?!??!?

"Yeah him! Damn he was a fine looking mech if I do say so myself!" A light blush dusted the humans cheeks and she giggled a little at the sound of his name. The mood was killed however, by Rodimus making a sound not unlike a shop vacuum trying to suck up a plastic bag.

"Oh my God! I thought there was just ONE fake bitch on this ship, it turns out there's TWO!!!!" Rodimus in his disbelief, Megatron narrows his eyes at him but does his best not to say anything.

—-///

BLASTER BLASTER BLASTER!! *runs into something; beat passes, she sticks her head out. “BLASTER YOU GOTTA SEE THIS!!”

“Leigh please do you have to be so loud I have a headache...” Blaster groans out miserably, staring down at the human's bright face that practically glowed with excitement at whatever it was she wanted to tell him.

“I don’t give a fuckadee about your robo-hangover CHECK THIS SHIT OUT!” She throws the tablet into his face, where it lands with a satisfying smack, sticking to it for a brief moment before sliding down into his waiting, tired hand.

Blaster reads it and suddenly a loud screaming sound echoes throughout the ship. Ultra Magnus comes running in with Rodimus and a few others, only to be greeted by two ecstatic crewmemebers.

And that’s how they found out Daft Punk was showing at the Golden Moon!

—-///

“Which movie scared Rodimus so bad it made him cry?" Rung heaved a weary sigh at the question. All he wanted to do was show off his newly minted avatar to her, but he he should have known that due to the last doppelgänger incident Leigh would be rather…on edge when it came to new faces.

"For the fifth time he didn't cry, he was taken off guard by the scene and you know this.” He sighed out. “Also it was Peewee’s Big Adventure."

“Large Marge will forever leave a scar in our hearts…” Leigh states mystically, looking up to the ceiling much to Rungs utter confusion.

—//

“Hey by the way, thanks for calling off your pussycat.” Leigh says without looking up from her datapad.

Megatron is visibly surprised and Leigh cocks her brow at him as if she were insulted.

“Hon, I’ve been in space for damn near twenty years now if I couldn’t tell when something is about to kill me in a dimly lit area I wouldn’t be standing here talking to you right now.”

She puts away her datapad and climbs back into the vents.

“Pleasure doing business with you, chief.” Her voice echoes through the surrounding vents.

—-///

“I’m...envious I suppose.” Megatron begins.

“Is it because you are being held imprisoned by a mech who is like you in many ways when you were younger, but manages to keep his crew somewhat in line not by using fear but by actually caring about them?” Megatron makes a face at the observation. “It wasn’t meant to be criticism.”

—-///

"Hey Brainstorm how would you like to become fucking rich?"

"The usage of two of my favorite words in the human language piques my interest but the speaker makes me hesitate..."

"Cut me to the quick, why don't you?"

—-///m

“What's this?” A curious Tailgate points to a small glass box with the words "in case of Brainstorm break glass" crudely painted on it.

“It's my emergency kit.” Leigh answers matter of factly. “It’s for whenever Brainstorm gets back in his bullshit.

The minibot nearly got down on all fours to examine the small box. Despite not having much in terms of facial features, Leigh could tell he had a look of utter confusion etched on his face due to the odd nature of the box's contents.

“There's nothing in here but an egg…” He finally says, eyeing the pink object.

“Actually it's chapstick.” Leigh corrected, tapping the case gently. “I want to make sure my lips are nice and hydrated before I kiss my ass goodbye.

—//

“I hope your soul dissolves the moment it leaves your corpse; denying you the satisfaction of ever knowing what lies beyond the veil of death.”

“Leigh holy fuck, it’s just a game...”

—//

You're a disgrace."

"You pronounced 'delight' wrong."

((THINGS I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DRAW OUT BUT NEVER GOT AROUND TO IT LOL))

“Before we die, does anybody want to admit their undying love to me?” Whirl

“YES!!!”

Everybody stops what they are doing and Whirl looks genuinely surprised at Brainstorm’s outburst. Nearby Leigh rounds on Megatron.

“DUDE if we get out of this you owe me SO. MUCH. MONEY.”

Megatron facepalms.

—-//

Brainstorm invents a new gun called the “Wumbofication Ray” that’s supposed to enlarge things and tries to get Perceptor to help him test it out. Getting into a squabble he accidentally fires off the gun where the blast ricochets all over the lab before shooting through a crack and hitting someone outside with a startled “NYENGH!!”.

Leigh enters the room looking none to pleased and about twenty times her original size and Brainstorm is pleased as all get out that his invention worked because of course it does why would he worry he was the one who made it.

“So what do you think Leigh? It’s a genius idea of course but give me your thoughts don’t be shy”

“I think…I need to go report you to Magnus.”

“WaiT LeiGH nO!!!!” Chases after her after tossing the gun on a nearby table.

Perceptor watches as he leaves with a blank look when there is a sound of breaking glass and one of his experiments suddenly comes after him with a scream.

[honey-dewey]

Game Night

Pairing: Frankie ‘Catfish’ Morales/Reader

Word Count: 1,722

Warnings: none

Permanent Taglist: @phoenixhalliwell

It’s game night in the Morales household. The boys and you all sit down with drinks and snacks and decide to play one of the most friendship ruining games on the planet. Who will win the cutthroat game of monopoly?

“Babe, can you get the door?” You shouted, hearing Frankie shuffle around the living room. “The boys are here!”

Frankie eagerly bounded to the door, almost falling on his face on the slippery wooden floors. He quickly righted himself and pulled the door open, embracing Benny, Will, and Santiago in one go. 

“Boys!” You said cheerily as they entered the house. “C’mon! I made dip, and there’s drinks in the fridge, and there’s also a secret dessert.” 

“If you weren’t married, I would get on one knee, here and now,” Benny said, pulling you into a hug. “You are the best!” 

You laughed. “Yeah? Let’s see how that holds up. I distinctly remember cleaning my carpets for a week after our last game night.” 

“Excuse you!” Will called from the living room. “Benny called me a dumb whore for charging him money! I couldn’t let that slide!” 

Laughing, you cleared away the coasters and remotes from the living room table, leaving it blank for tonight’s game. 

Frankie grabbed a box from the supply closet and set it down on the living room coffee table. The box in question was beat up and held together with packing tape, but the name of the game was still legible. Monopoly. 

“Are we playing teams?” Frankie asked as you all gathered around the table, you setting the snacks down and going out to grab beers for the boys. 

“If we are, I call Frankie!” You shouted from the kitchen. 

Will snorted. “You’re married. Of course you’ll be a team. Benny?” 

Benny fist-bumped his brother. “Hell yeah!” 

“And me?” Santiago said, amusement making his voice light. 

“Pope,” Frankie said. “Every time we play, you kick all our asses. You don’t need a team.” 

Santiago snorted. “Sounds fair,” he said. “Although, I would appreciate a partner to teach my secrets to.” 

You rolled your eyes playfully. Ever since you and Frankie had gotten married, Santiago had been bugging you for a baby. You had no idea why he wanted you to have one so bad, but he did. 

“Pope, if I do end up pregnant, I promise you’ll be the second person I tell,” you said, leaning towards the table and grabbing your favorite piece. The horse and rider. “Right after my husband.” 

Santiago grabbed his piece, the battleship, and smiled. “Of course.” 

Benny and Will took their piece, the cannon, and you all set the pieces down. 

“Who’s rolling first?” Frankie asked, grabbing the dice and holding them out. 

Will rolled for his team first, getting a solid 8. Santiago went next, rolling a 10. 

“Good luck,” you said to Frankie, leaning on his shoulder as he rolled the dice. A quick count of the dots gave you an 11. 

“Fuck yeah!” Frankie said happily, scooping up the dice again. “We get to go first.” 

Nothing much happened for your first go around of the board. Everyone knew the strategy of ‘wait to see how the game would play out’ and that had led to plenty of long monopoly games. You and Frankie agreed on the light blue and pink properties, and managed to buy Vermont and Virginia in two turns. You also, after a quick discussion, bought Illinois when you landed on it, knowing that the reds and the yellows were Santiago’s strategy. 

Another go around of the board, and the strategies began to emerge. You and Frankie got two railroads and another two properties in your target area, and it seemed that Will and Benny were too busy trying to outsmart Santiago that they didn’t even realize you and Frankie were very slowly taking over half the board. Santiago, in true Santiago fashion, kept his strategy as hidden as possible, buying properties from the entire board instead of focusing on one area. By the time you’d all passed Go again, tension was still, surprisingly, low. 

That changed quickly. You and Frankie bought what was affectionately referred to as ‘the slums’ but was actually just the two brown properties with a lucky roll of snake eyes, and through a well timed chance card, Will and Benny ended up in jail, both agreeing that it was complete bullshit while Santiago laughed. 

“Houses?” Frankie murmured in your ear as he added the second brown card to your stack. 

You glanced at what Santiago had and what the brothers had. “Wait. Santi’s trying to edge us off those orange properties, but give it another go around. He’s got that last blue one, Connecticut, but we’ve got Illinois, which he needs. And I’ve got no clue what Will and Benny are doing.” 

Frankie nodded, taking the dice and rolling again, getting you two the last pink property. 

“I’m gonna go grab more food, anyone want anything?” You asked, standing and looking around. 

“Another drink?” Benny asked, holding up his empty beer bottle. 

You took it, scanning the table for anything else you could recycle. “Of course,” you said. “How about I bring out the prize tonight, hm?” 

The boys cheered. Monopoly wasn’t a game where you often congratulated the winner. In fact, half the time Frankie managed to beat everyone, you jokingly refused to kiss him. But tonight, you wanted to up the stakes. 

Grabbing another beer for Benny, you balanced a covered pie tin with your other hand and walked back into the living room, where Frankie was happily arranging what had been collected in Free Parking. 

“Boys!” You announced happily. “Tonight’s victor will be awarded the grand prize of,” you pulled the tin foil off the pie tin. “A homemade cherry pie.” 

Immediately, everyone went wild. You laughed, covering the pie back up and setting it down on the kitchen counter. “Shall we keep playing?” 

The game continued, a few more go arounds of the board securing the final few properties. You and Frankie had almost every property you wanted, along with three of the four railroads. 

“Uh, guys,” Benny said finally after you charged him for a railroad. “Team lovebirds are destroying us right now. How’d we let that happen? How did no one notice?”

You laughed, grabbing the dice and rolling them. “I guess we’ll be keeping that pie.” 

“Not if I can help it!” Santiago held up the final light blue card. “Suck it!” 

“Mhm, we’ve got that last red one,” you pointed out, moving your piece and reluctantly handing Benny and Will some money. “Whenever you’re ready to trade, we’ll be here.” 

Will whistled, pushing the dice towards Santiago. “Dude, that’s rough.” 

Santiago leaned forward. “Nah. I want that damn pie.” 

Not long after that, Benny and Will went bankrupt, much to their disappointment. However, it meant they could man the bank and they wouldn’t be caught in the crossfire that would become your game. 

The game continued to drag on, neither you nor Santiago willing to back down. Money was exchanged, Will and Benny’s properties were bought, and houses were built. 

By the time anything interesting happened, you and Frankie had a solid chokehold on half the board. It was a war of attrition, a simple back and forth of the money. And then, by some miracle, you rolled the dice and landed on free parking. 

It was a crushing blow for poor Santiago. Suddenly, you and Frankie were up by almost five thousand dollars, able to afford a bunch of houses and, very slowly, you were able to drive Santiago to bankruptcy. 

“Damn!” He yelled, realizing he was done. “Good game, damn I cannot believe I lost.” 

You grinned, standing. “Pack all of this up. I’ll go cut the pie.” 

While the boys cleaned, you got five plates, putting a slice of pie on each one. Using old waiting skills and going very slowly, you carried all five plates out. 

“Jeez babe!” Frankie said, jumping up to help you. “Gimme some of those! You could’ve asked for help.” 

“I had it,” you reassured, sitting on the couch and sinking your fork into the pie. “Fuck, that is beautiful.” 

For the rest of the night, you and the boys ate, drank, and pulled out a deck of Uno cards to keep the fun going. Of course, Benny kicked all your asses, but he was the only one who ever actually strategized Uno. Everyone else enjoyed tipsy fun, laughing when someone got screwed and groaning when someone won. 

Eventually, some time well past midnight, you sent everyone to bed, or the couch in Santiago’s case. That included Frankie, who pulled you into your shared bedroom and grinned. “Babe, I got a question.” 

“Fire away.” 

Frankie came up behind you, putting his hands against your belly. “When are we gonna tell them?” 

“Tomorrow,” you murmured, resting your hands overtop Frankie’s. “I wanna watch Santi spit coffee out his nose.” 

Chuckling, Frankie led you to bed. “You’re evil.” 

The next morning, you gave each of the boys a coffee cup, smiling as you received sleepy murmurs. 

“Hey Benny,” you called, opening the fridge and peering into it. “You got any use for a perfectly good bottle of wine?” 

“Uh, why?” Benny asked, looking up from his mug. 

You shrugged. “Frankie’s not a wine guy and I can’t drink it.” 

“Yes you can,” Will said. “You drank a whole bottle with Benny last month.” 

“Bitch, I wasn’t pregnant last month.” 

As you’d guessed last night, Santiago choked on his coffee, coughing so violently that Frankie had to thump him on the back a few times. “What?” He yelled when he was finally able to talk again. 

“I’m pregnant,” you said, as if it were the most casual thing in the world. “Surprise. You’re all gonna be uncles.” 

Santiago fist pumped the air. “Hell yeah! I get a monopoly partner!” 

You laughed, doubling over the counter. “That’s what you’re focusing on?” 

“I have my priorities,” Santiago said with a smile. 

Benny stood, looking you up and down. “Can I touch? Please?” 

You shrugged, gesturing him closer. “Nothing to touch yet, but yeah.” 

Benny’s hand was warm on your belly, and he grinned at the expanse of exposed skin. “Hey,” he said directly to the baby. “I’m your uncle Benny.” 

“Ben,” you said, raising an eyebrow. “You’re talking to a month old bean.” 

But now Will was beside you, and so was Santi, and there was Frankie behind you. Surrounded by your boys, you grinned. “I love this family.”

[ophalewinchester]

Headcanon #6 Bakusquad and board games.

_ They expected Mina to be the one to be wary of for Twister. Turns out Bakugou is the most flexible of them all and kicks their asses. Kirishima is the worst, as flexbile as a wooden plank. Shinsou is slightly better, but decides Twister demands too much energy. He spends the game calling the colours. Seto isn't bad, thanks to his lanky limbs, while Kaminari looks like a newly born deer, falling flat on his face. Jirou doesn't even try, instead blasting music to the sides.

_ They never finished a single game of monopoly. Bakugou gards his properties like Cerberus, refusing to sell or trade anything. Mina keeps stealing in the bank. Kirishima is too nice, giving away his properties as soon as one of them make puppy-eyes. Shinsou somehow always managed to convince them to sell or trade (except for Bakugou). He never uses his quirk. Kaminari never seems to completely grasp the rules and yet is the quickest to gather a lot of wealth. Also the fastest to lose it all. Jirou targets the 'chance' cases, and community chest. Sero spends most of the game in jail.

_ Mina and Bakugou are banned from Uno. Mina because she cheats like she breathes and Bakugou because he exploded one too many cards, by accident or not. Shinsou is really good, if only to shorten the game. No one is utterly bad at it, but Kirishima is usually the one who gets 20 cards in the face at once (he is the least to get revenge later on).

_ Kaminari is surprisingly good at scrabble thanks to his love for literature. Bakugou is also pretty good, although he usually doesn't have the patience. (One day they convinced Momo and Iida to play. It was the most epic game of scrabble ever). Mina puts down weird words, Jirou always checking they're actually real. Kirishima and Sero team up to try and create sentences on the borad without being caught.

_ Bakugou is a scary cluedo player, using his mind to find the culprit before everyone else. Kaminari is a master at cluedo. He has the most ludicrous theories that somehow turn to be right. (No one can forget that one time Todoroki played, it's one of the most ridiculous games they've ever seen.) Sero just likes to sprout bullshit to confuse everyone.

_ Bakugou has the best reflexes out of everyone, so he's really good at jungle speed. Jirou waits until she has a shit tone of cards until the switch card appears, then she happily give her pack to another player. Kirishima keeps getting the symbols mixed up. Sero trolls everyone by calling identical cards even when they are none. Kaminari falls for that trick a lot. Shinsou barely even tries.

_ Jirou has the most useless knowledge. She wins trivial pursuit 8 times out of 10. She teams up with Bakugou whenever he plays with them. They've never a lost a game.

_ Sero cheats at Jenga by using his quirk. Bakugou pushes him in the tower, ending the game.

_ They all suck at pictionnary. Bakugou can draw fairly well, but no one can guess the correct word. Kirishima and Kaminari can only draw stick figures. Mina uses too many colours, her drawings hurt to look at. Shinsou's are too minimalist. Jirou put too many details and Sero only draws monsters.

_ Whenever they play 'Werewolf', it's pandemonium. Mina is always a villager but no one ever believes her. Bakugou and Shinsou are the best team and always win when they are werewolf and minion. Shinsou also likes to throw random accusations. Jirou gives mostly false informations, and when she does give truths it's never useful. Sero is purposefully vague, and shrugs when asked a question. Kaminari spends the game accusing everyone of being the werewolf using bullshit body language theory. Kirishima randomly chooses a werewolf when the time is up, and is almost always right. Two minutes into the game and everyone is screaming at each other, Kirishima trying to keep peace and failing. More than once Aizawa had to come to keep them from killing each others.

[fanficparker]

If opened: Request for Harrison Osterfield In which Harrison is madly in love with the reader but is to scared to bring up his feelings for her due to her being very shy and quiet but the reader accidently let’s it slip that she likes him or something idk

Cute... I had a lot of fun writing it. Also it got LOADS OF TOM HOLLAND IN THIS and you are basically asked to choose one of them in a fun way 🙈...Also, I flew away with it and now it’s 1.6k words, so basically it’s an actual one-shot. Let's see where it goes:—

MONOPOLY | H.O., T.H.

Harrison Osterfield x Reader, Tom Holland x Reader

Word count: 1.6k words

Warning: Swearing...

Summary: You are stuck in the game of monopoly with two idiots and there’s no escape. Shit is about to happen...

Harrison was not exactly your friend. Your friend was Tom and Tom's friend was Harrison, so as maths works, his relationship with you could be best described as a friend of a friend. Yeah, friend of friend, nothing more. Period.

But then he always tagged along with Tom, so you were subjected with big doses of him in your life, much more than what you had anticipated. Whenever you would open the door for Tom, there was always a Harrison waiting patiently at his back, waiting till you both had finished interacting.

And when you were done with hugging and mocking Tom as friends do, Harrison would smile at you and offer a small wave, fingers running gently in the air. He wouldn't say hi but mouth it. It was always just his lips moving without a real sound. You could read it though. You reciprocated the same. And that became your little greeting.

You were shy and quiet, the stereotypical introvert, so there wasn't ever a proper conversation with Harrison without the presence of Tom. Tom always forced the words out of you. He was good at it and had a big mouth but Harrison... He just went with your natural form. Although he was full of jokes and occasional flirting, which you could never complain about. That was how he was and you had also accepted him in his natural form.

On a normal Saturday evening, the three of you were sitting on the sides of an international monopoly board. Tom was sitting beside you, while Harrison was sitting opposite to you but beside Tom.

"Woo Woo Woo... I owe the whole of London now!!!" Tom squealed, doing a little dance with his hands, shoving his token over the block and dramatically throwing the paper currency at Harrison's lap.

"Take my money, banker!" He growls, lurching forward at Harrison as if the word he addressed Harrison with was wanker instead of banker. Or maybe he actually said wanker; he is Tom after all. Harrison rolled his eyes at his best-friend, dumping the fake currency to the side and tossed the dice.

"Eight!" Tom yelled, reading the numbers.

"I can count," Harrison said unimpressed as he moved his token eight blocks ahead and made it land over 'Income Tax'.

Tom laughed loudly, patting his friend's back while Harrison cursed, putting some of his money aside. You watched their interaction with an ear-to-ear smile, occasional giggles leaving your lips.

"Your chance, Y/n," Harrison says, picking up the pair of dice in his hands and giving it to you. His fingers brushed over your palm, sending little chills down your spine.

Oh yeah, Harrison was after all your crush too. How convenient? That definitely meant tons of awkwardness. But how could you ever resist? His smile, the shape of his face, his sweet voice, his eyes, his laugh, the stuff he talks, his playfulness, his dumb jokes, his knack for helping everyone in need, those curls and now just imagine all those things at one place.

You looked down at the board, tossing the dice.

"Twelve..." Harrison whispers, looking at you through his lashes and smiles. Your heart does that little flip-flop thingy. You move ahead and end up at Jakarta which luckily was your own property. Tom lurches forward, picking up the dice and rolling them over.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" He curses, finally landing over Rio De Janeiro, now owing Harrison a sum of two-hundred pounds. A smile spreads across the blonde's face as he jokes —

"Looks like a billionaire is crashing down." He winks at you. You force out a laugh, more like a cough mixed with fake giggles to counter the warmth sweeping in your chest and on your face.

"I need drinks!" Tom growls, submitting the money to Harrison and laying back on the floor.

"Get 'em yourself..." Harrison throws back, counting the notes and tossing the dice.

"Karma!" Tom mumbles, sitting up, seeing the token landing over Lagos.

"Ah... Y/n will surely give me a discount, right?" He asks, looking at you hopefully but in an amusing way.

"Nah... You gotta pay extra taxes instead!" You laugh, slowly feeling connected with the game. Also, the drinks that Tom brought from the fridge were working their way in your system.

Then the game went on for several minutes in which Tom had already showered himself with the fake currency two times.

At one point Harrison frustratingly threw the only twenty pounds he owned at the middle of the board.

"We should play UNO instead. This game is shit!" He declares, hands folded across his chest.

"Why? Cause you are almost bankrupt?" Tom taunts.

"Oh, it's because you are cheating!" Harrison replies, rolling his eyes.

"Dude you are the banker!" He exclaims as you chuckle.

"Whatever. I don't care," He shrugs, trying to get up.

"You can't leave before ending the game!!" You whine and he looks at you.

"Okay. Just because Y/n is saying..." He gives Tom a dirty glare, plopping down on the floor again.

"Just because Y/n is saying..." Tom repeats in a poor Harrison's voice impression.

"Shut up, cheater!" Harrison grumbles and shifts the bank from between them to the other side.

"Ugh, kids..." You groan comically, getting back into the game.

"Y/n... Y/n?" Harrison whispers after two turns.

"What?"

"I invite you to be my business partner," He clicks his tongue while Tom's eyebrows narrow.

"What? No wayyy! That's cheating!!!" He bounces on his lap.

"Says who? One who's in jail? And it's not cheating. That how businesses work," He spat looking at Tom and then looks at you, expressions softening within nano-seconds, "Also Y/n. I have so many properties and you got so much cash in hand. Imagine how powerful we both would be together? We can become the biggest business tycoon in the world!" He completes looking up dreamily with hands stretched out.

"Y/n, don't listen to him. He is an idiot."

Harrison ignores Tom's words and slides from his spot, sitting beside you, knees touching.

"I am not. You know what's best for us. Right na?" Harrison asks softly, leaning his head to the side and close to you, his slightly wet curls falling over his forehead. And those amazing eyes were staring deep into yours. The knot in your stomach tightens making you feel nauseous and pleased with his close proximity simultaneously.

You need more alcohol.

"I-I think... Yeah. It's a good idea..." You speak slowly, hiccuping mid-sentence, breaking the lethal eye-contact with Harrison, while Tom's eyes grew wider.

"Seriously Y/n, you have better options!" Tom says, pointing both his index fingers at himself.

"Rubbish. Everyone knows Y/n likes me better than you." Harrison smirks, glancing at both of you periodically.

"You wish." Tom dramatically whips an invisible ponytail resting over his shoulder to his back, looking confident as ever, "Y/n darling, why don't you bless him with facts..."

For the first time in your life, everyone's eyes were on you. Well, at least these two handsome boys...

You were already nervous.

"It's not fair," You try to change the topic, "You can't ask me to choose between you both. Tom is my friend and Harrison is my crush. I can't---" You instantly clamp your mouth shut.

"What?!" Tom spits the beer in his mouth to the floor.

Your mouth opens and closes, unable to find words. You don't even dare to face Harrison—

"Holy shit!" Harrison mutters under his breath. You can hear it, he's sitting next to you, skin touching. As if everything else wasn’t great already.

Don't look at him. Don't look at him. And then you are looking at him.

He's biting his lip, his Adam's apple is bobbing in his throat.

"You like me?" He questions as if he was making sure. There was no escape...

You suck in a breath, "Yeah... I do..." You instantly avert your gaze to your thighs.

"Oh my god! OH MY GOD! I LIKE YOU SO MUCH!" Harrison yelps like a high-school teen and grabs both of your hands in his bigger ones, jumping up and pulling you to stand with him.

"I am seriously leaving. This is going awkward," Tom says and gets up to leave but then he shoots you a wink before shutting the main door.

Little shit.

He knew. Of course, he knew!

Now it's just you and Harrison. Alone... for the first time. What an awfully pleasant experience...

Harrison squeezes your hands and you look at him.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I would have taken you to the best of dates, feed you with the best delicacies..." He says, shaking your hands lightly.

"Y-you could have told me..." You manage to say, feeling a bit confident now that things weren't unrequited.

"Dude. I seriously never guessed. I just had this secret crush on you and you talk more to Tom and we never talk in a bilateral way. The boat looked imbalanced from my side, I was seriously freaking out!" He rambles.

"Oh..." You look at your interlaced fingers. They feel good...

Harrison senses your disappointing expressions, so he steps onto the pedestal himself, "No worries. I can take you out now... So, will you go on a date with me?"

You were looking into each other's eyes. His eyes were basically pleading.

"It's not even a question. Of course!" You say, grinning and he's quick to grab you into a warm hug.

You can't thank Tom enough for getting him bankrupt with his great skills... at cheating in the game of Monopoly.

Can you?

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[hetalia-reacts]

Hetalia best Uno players to worst Uno players?

I just did a good handful of characters, most of which I’ve written for at least once

Best

Canada

Russia

Lichtenstein

China

Estonia

Hungary

Romano

Germany

Belarus

Italy

Japan

Switzerland

Lithuania

America

Spain

France

Poland

Belgium

Austria

England

Latvia

Ukraine

Worst

Best: Canada, Russia, Liechtenstein, China, & Estonia are just god tier players. Canada, Russia, and Lichtenstein have incredible luck when drawing cards. Canada and Russia are also ruthless and will make someone draw +20 if it’s a me or them situation. China and Estonia don’t have good luck drawing starter cards, but they have incredible luck when it comes to turning the tides and getting to Uno first.

Great at Uno, occasionally lucky: Hungary, Romano, and Germany. They know the rules of the game, think of good strategies when the pull their cards, but they aren’t lucky when it comes to card RNG. They all can usually pull through and beat some of the best players, but it has to be a lucky run.

Sucks at Uno but has permanent beginners luck: Belarus and Italy. Belarus just doesn’t care for the game and isn’t giving any play a single thought, often resulting in someone saying it’s not the correct color or number so she has to choose a different card. Italy likes playing the game, but he doesn’t get too into it. He would prefer playing a board game or a game that’s not all up to luck or makes others angry. In the end, they both usually end up winning a few times just because they have great luck when it comes to drawing cards and people not being able to screw them over.

True neutral, no amazing luck, not amazing at Uno: Japan. He’s not awful at the game, usually being a close second contender for winner, but he doesn’t have good luck like the others so he typically doesn’t win very often. He doesn’t have bad luck though so he can get pretty low on cards and get a good amount of wild cards and +4’s. He also doesn’t get too into the game and is very lax when playing.

Kinda good at Uno but not amazing, hilariously awful luck: Switzerland, Lithuania, America, Spain, France. They all end up taking Uno kind of seriously and try to out maneuver the other players, but they cannot catch a break. Switzerland can win games, but he cannot be in the presence of anyone with even a smidge of good luck or good strategy or it’s over for him. The others only win by chance and it’s very rare and likely after an incredibly long and hard fought round.

Sucks at Uno, bad luck: Poland, Belgium, Austria, and England. They either don’t care about the rules or overestimate their abilities. Awful luck with cards. Can’t ever get a good chance to lower the amount of cards in their hands. Usually the targets of +8’s and +12’s. Poland and Belgium enjoy playing even if they suck. Austria and England hate playing but can never refuse since this game is surely the one they will win.

Worst: Latvia and Ukraine. Latvia just is no good at it in any way shape or form. He doesn’t have any luck, everyone kind of always targets him for skips and cards draws. Uno is honestly just another way he gets bullied. Ukraine is just unlucky and kind of air headed so she just doesn’t pay attention. She just waits her turn and plays any card that works. People often target her for skips, reverses, and card draws since they think she doesn’t want to play and/or wouldn’t care either way.

[iheartsunset]

Papa Louie Scarlett HCs

-Rosabella Ocampo is a 23 year old singer/songwriter and graduate school student who lives with her fiancé, Rudy, in a Powder Point condo. She is widely known by her legal/stage name, Scarlett Heart and is the lead singer/songwriter of Scarlett and the Shakers. While punk ska and playing gigs with her friends are her true passion, Scarlett plans to become a game theory professor in the future. She can mostly be seen writing lyrics for a new song, riding roller coasters with Rudy, climbing trees with Clover, and just vibing with Marty.

-Scarlett is rather bold and seductive, often playfully flirting with others or making jokes about inappropriate topics. I stole this from Rouge, thanks SnapCube fandub for revitalizing my love for Sonic. Alongside her flirtatiousness is her intelligence and desire to succeed, using rules and lessons that she learned from various games to apply to her daily life. Thanks to her love of poker and mahjong, Scarlett has grown to be very analytical and sly in her motives. Out of the shakers, she is undoubtedly the big sister friend as she’s kind of a bad influence on the rest of them and is always subjected to scoldings by mom friend, Janana.

-Rudy calls her “Princesa” because of her Cinderella-like backstory. Her mother was a very kind woman and Scarlett lived happily with her and her father. Her mother died in a roadside construction accident when Scarlett was only 9, leaving Scarlett heartbroken. Her father then married a woman named Moira with two sons, Graham and David, who was emotionally abusive towards Scarlett until she moved out at age 16. Scarlett’s relationship with her dad deteriorated over time and she’s basically disowned them since. She finds solace in Marty and Clover’s parents, who think of Rudy and Scarlett as their own. She also got along with the other Frostfield residents and helped Willow get back into hockey after her infamous car accident (the first one).

-Stan Twitter often makes memes of her because she’s so iconic and quotable. One of her most iconic moments was when she screamed “I wrote this next one about my bitch ass stepmom. Moira, if you’re listening, your hair is limp and you fucking suck!” at the VMAs.

-Music was her escape as a child, hence why she learned to sing and play multiple instruments. However, her stepmother made her play the violin in the school orchestra as opposed to being allowed in a punk rock band. Even though she was concertmaster and first chair, she hated life so badly. Scarlett can play the guitar, bass guitar, violin, cello, drums, the trumpet, the saxophone, the bassoon, the piano, the xylophone, the harp, the flute, the recorder, the French horn, the clarinet, i didn’t even list all of them and I’m tired already. When one of the other shakers has lead vocals on a song, she’ll take over playing their instrument.

-Scarlett met Rudy during their shared freshman year of high school. Hazelnut High’s orchestra department had its annual field trip to Powder Point (based off my actual orchestra field trip!). Scarlett decided to sneak away from her snobby classmates and teachers and have the time to herself. On one particularly large roller coaster, she sat next to a boy with a Mohawk who told her that since he was a Powder Point native, he could more than handle it. He then proceeded to cry the entire time while holding her hand. They realized how much they had in common and kept in contact even after her trip was over. Their relationship is super lovey dovey, yet chill at the same time. Couple goals, but not on the level of Prudence x Cooper x Taylor.

-The shakers got together during the 23rd season of Flipline’s Got Talent. After the shocking elimination of Taylor Morales in the quarterfinals, the remaining acts were merged together. Scarlett and Rudy and Marty and Clover were two sets of pairs merged together. They all got along beforehand and loved Scarlett’s songwriting, so they all wrote an original song together for the finals. Even though they were fan favorites and had lots of support from the audience, Bill and Boopsy’s amazing ventriloquy act was what won the show, with the upset Shakers coming in second place. Afterwards, they were approached by Janana who offered to become their agent, and all they’ve known since was success. Fun fact: Rudy wouldnt accept Clover and Marty into their act unless they beat him and Scarlett at poker. They did.

-The shakers each can speak multiple languages, with Scarlett being able to speak fluent English and Tagalog, Tagalog being her native language (Filipino gang!). She can also speak some Spanish, Japanese, Arabic, Hindi, and Gaelic because she hangs around the other Shakers and Janana so much.

-All of the food, drinks, clothes, and personal belongings Scarlett loves are various shades of red. Cherries, longanisa, red wine, and candied strawberries are her favorite. Her entire wardrobe? Red. Her LED lights? Red. It honestly scares Rudy how red everything is.

-Her voice would either be Jessica Sanchez from American Idol or Gwen Stefani from the No Doubt era. She also covers a lot of No Doubt songs during their concerts. Speaking of covers, the shakers like to sing classic rock songs as well as modern day hits. Scarlett has the vocal range to do Ariana and Mariah Carey justice.

-Her and Marty are best friends. They’re both on the same wavelength and will most likely have the same reaction to memes, like word for word the same reaction. They usually have to get Rudy and Clover out of trouble most days. I love their chaotic, yet chill energy, like the types that just sit and observe and quietly make funny comments to each other.

-She determines whether she likes you or not based off of how good you are at mahjong or poker. If you suck enough to let her win, she’ll love you forever but if you match her in ability, she’ll respect you but kinda fear you as well. If you refuse to play altogether, she hates you. She’s a game theory student, so playing any board game with her is grounds for disaster because she’ll use her weird psychology and tricks to win all the time. Ironically, she sucks at video games. Even though she loves games of chance, she’s hugely against casinos and betting, instead trading small trinkets like food or makeup.

-At the Cheeseria, she set up a poker table, a mahjong table, and a pool table for the entertainment. They unfortunately had to get rid of the Uno table because somebody (ahem, Jojo) got a little too heated over a match with Papa and Wally. And by “got a little too heated”, I mean that Jojo literally got in a fist fight with Papa and lost.

-All she watches are telenovelas. Don’t ask about The Office or Game of Thrones, all she knows is stuff like Rubi and Maria la del Barrio.

-She doesn’t like musical theater except for Phantom of the Opera. She has taken a few roles as Kim in Miss Saigon, but secretly regrets it because musical theater is so much harder than just a regular concert. She still respects theater actors, but will never again sit through Anything Goes.

-She is the only one of the workers who has managed to successfully punch Guy Mortadello. Koilee and Rudy came close, but Scarlett landed an especially hard punch to his nose. Next to being engaged and forming Scarlett and the Shakers, she says it’s the third happiest day of her life. Now, Guy Mortadello is extremely scared of Scarlett and will cry if he sees her or hears her song on the radio (which is all the time).

-She has a tattoo of a heart of her hand along with a crown. On three of her fingers are a yellow Diamond, green clover, and blue spade.

-Scarlett is absolutely gorgeous and badass, I always kept rewinding Papas Cheeseria just to see her and Rudy in the opening because I had crushes on them both. Anyways, stan Scarlett for good grades (it’s not working though I’m still failing two classes)

[reidingandwriting]

Game Night with the Avengers

Word Count: ~1500 words

Ship: No romantic relationships in any of these; various friendships listed in subheaders for each blurb.

Warnings: Totally chaotic to write but super fun! A few swear words sprinkled in during the first two.

This is a series of blurbs of Y/N having a game night with various characters from the MCU ♥️

✨ Masterlist ✨

*Uno with Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes*

“Change the color to...” Sam paused as his eyes scanned the cards in his hands. “Green.”

“Oh, eat shit.” You groaned and grabbed another card. “You knew I didn’t have green.”

“How was I supposed to know?” Sam asked. “If I knew, that’s your own fault for having your cards where I could see them.”

“You confessed!” You shrieked and Bucky rolled his eyes, setting down his card.

“Draw four, birdbrain. And make the color red.” Bucky said and you grinned.

“I knew you were my favorite for a reason, Bucket.” Bucky rolled his eyes at your nickname, and you set down your card. “Uno!”

“You punk, you teamed up with her!” Sam grumbled.

“Sorry, Sam. She knows too much, I had to partner with her.” Bucky set another card down, and Sam gasped. “Uno.”

“How could you skip me? Bro code!” You slammed your last card down and jumped up.

“Suck it!” You danced around the living room and sat back down beside Bucky as you passed him. “We make the best team.”

“Oh, no. It’s not over. Best two out of three.” You laughed at Sam but nodded.

“Let’s make this interesting. Loser does debrief paperwork for the next three missions?” You looked between the two men, who nodded in confirmation.

“No teams this round, kid.” Bucky cracked his knuckles. “May the Uno master win.”

*Twister with Peter Parker*

“Okay, Y/N.” Tony spoke, looking at the spinner board. “Left hand on yellow.”

“Easy enough.” You said and placed your hand on a yellow circle.

“Peter, right foot on blue.” Peter placed his foot on a blue circle.

“I hope you’re ready to lose, Y/L/N.” Peter said and you stuck your tongue out at him.

“In your dreams, Parker. I’m winning this bet.” Tony called out your next move and you placed your foot on the correct circle.

“What bet?” May asked, seated beside Pepper on the couch.

“Peter’s never seen Lord of the Rings and I’ve never seen Star Wars. Whoever loses has to watch the movies the winner picked.” You explained.

“We have total nerds for kids, I’m telling you.” Tony spoke before he told Peter his next move. Peter moved into the next position as Tony looked down at his sleeping daughter laid on his chest. “Mo, please don’t turn out like these two dorks.”

“Says the man who built robots and has a workshop for his flying metal suits.” You teased as the game continued.

“Alright, Y/N. Right hand on red.” Tony said and your eyes widened.

“How the f... How am I supposed to do that?” The only way to get your hand on red would be to bend over Peter’s body.

“Aww, don’t worry, Y/N. I don’t bite.” Peter teased as he noticed your gaze.

“I might.” You replied with a wink. “Now be still so I can win.” You leaned over Peter and stood on your tiptoes to bring your hand to a red circle. Your legs shook as you balanced, your stomach hovering over Peter’s back.

“Shit, you actually did it.” Tony said and you groaned.

“Barely! Call the next move.” Your voice was strained, your legs starting to cramp.

“Okay, okay. Peter-“ Tony was cut off by the sound of you yelping, Peter groaning, and a loud thud. Peter now laid on the floor, with you draped over him. May and Pepper laughed at the sight while Tony grinned. “Looks like it’s Star Wars time, kiddos.”

“And ice.” Peter added.

“And pretending this never happened.” Peter scoffed as you spoke.

“Tell that to my broken spine.”

“Oh, you’ll heal. Wait. Are you calling me heavy?!” You two continued to bicker as the adults walked off, getting ice and getting the room ready for the Star Wars marathon.

*Hide and Seek with Stephen Strange and Scott Lang*

“Scott, I swear to god, if you’re using your suit to hide small, I will actually step on you.” You called out as you roamed the boundary you had set for your game of hide and seek.

‘Oh, sure. Assume I’m the cheater.’ Scott thought before he looked around for you, hiding behind a blade of grass. ‘Righttt.’ Scott waited until you were out of his sight and ducked behind a nearby tree, switching back to his regular height.

“I heard your suit, Tic-Tac! You’re dead when I find you.” Scott looked around and tried to find somewhere else to hide. He started to climb the tree he was hiding behind, and sighed in relief once he settled on one of the branches, shielded by leaves.

~~~

“Alright, Wizard of Oz. I’ve looked through the entire boundary, where are you?” You finally found Scott when a twig from his tree hit your head, now you just had to find Stephen. Scott had shrunk again, and he hopped from tree to tree, searching for the magic doctor in the tree limbs. Not like he’d be up there anyways, you told Scott. The branches would mess up his hair. You rolled your eyes as you remembered the conversation, and you froze when you heard a familiar crackling sound.

“I believe I won.” Stephen’s amused voice followed and you spun around with narrowed eyes.

“You cheater!” You threw your hands in the air with a strangled growl. “Both of you, dirty cheaters. Scott shrunk and you used a portal to hide.”

“Technically,” Scott spoke as he landed beside you as his proper height, “I wasn’t small when you found me, so I didn’t cheat.” You mimicked him as you continued glaring at Stephen.

“If we’re using technicalities, I opened the portal in the boundaries. I never left your limits.”

“And where did you go while I tried to find you?” You crossed your arms. Stephen opened another portal, and you stalked towards him. “Strange, don’t you dare-“ You were cut off by the portal closing, Stephen gone with it. You sat down in the grass, laid down, and closed your eyes without uttering a word.

“Y/N?” Scott asked hesitantly.

“This is what I get for playing hide and seek with a man who can shrink and a wizard.”

*Red Light, Green Light with the Avengers Kids*

It was one of the rare times the team had a day off, and you and Peter thought it would be nice to give the parents a break. So with that, you had Morgan, Cassie, and all the Barton kids under your supervision; and what better way to spend time with the kids than a proper game day? You were all at Clint’s farmhouse, the team inside while you, Peter, and the kids were in the backyard.

“Now, we all remember the rules right?” You looked at the kids gathered around you and continued to speak when they all nodded. “Good. If any of you try to cheat, I’ll have my associate here take care of business.” You spoke with a funny accent, making the kids giggle, then nodded towards Peter who was wearing his Spider-Man suit. He was perched on a low tree branch, watching the kids while you stayed on the ground for this game. “Now let’s get started!” You cheered in your normal voice and got all the kids lined up. “Spidey-Spy! Ready?”

“Ready!” Peter called from his spot and you dramatically turned around.

“Green light!” And the kids were off. Lila and Cooper took big steps, in their own competition with each other. Nate was trailing behind them, walking in his big sister’s shadow and giggling. Morgan decided she would hop her way to you, causing Cassie to laugh as she walked. “Red light!” You spun back around, and the kids froze. When you got the all clear from Peter, you turned back around and the game continued. “Green light!” You paused for a few seconds before spinning around. “Red light!”

“Awww, Cooper! Back to the starting line, buddy.” Peter called out, and Lila grinned at her older brother.

“Ha-ha.” Lila taunted and Cooper huffed before going back to the starting line.

“Green light!” As the game went on, little did you and Peter know that the parents were watching you from the porch.

“I don’t know who’s going to be more tired after today. The kids or the teens.” Clint said and Tony scoffed.

“The kids will definitely tire them out first. Maybe not Peter. The kid practically vibrates with how much energy he was.”

“It’s a sweet thing they’re doing for us.” Clint’s wife, Laura, smiled as she watched the kids. Cassie seemed to have won, as Y/N was spinning her around and Laura could imagine the scowl on Cooper’s face and Lila demanding a rematch.

“And I plan on taking advantage of it as long as I can.” Pepper replied, Tony’s arm draped around her.

“While they’re occupied,” Scott spoke up, “drinks?” The parents all agreed before heading inside, leaving the kids outside. What’s the worst that could happen?

“Peter! Don’t you dare web her up!”

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