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ohhhh blackwall is gonna kill me hes killing me
#blackwall#dragon age inquisition#dai#thom rainier#voltaical ocs#rayne#her: i went to mad at you island and none of your friends were there :)#him: why were you at mad at me island đ„ș#i wish you could breakup adn get back together in rpg games#i dont think she would forgive him right away#also please stop me from giving my characters green elements why is green the hardest color for me to deal with when coloring art AGH
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What if only ONE cookie is left (no others are in the house) who would she share the cookie with?
With her daddyâs? Or even others? đ„șđȘ
What do you think?âš
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA Okay so I should be going in order and writing my other WIPs but....this is just too funny in my mind and this whole thing burst to life the second I read this prompt. @laurellaa i freaking adore you.
But I NEED it
Pairing: Daddy!Stucky x little f!reader featuring Bucky
Warnings: DDLG (SSC), f! reader, reader is named but name scarcely used, language, pouty baby, stern daddies, fluffity fluff fluff fluff.
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"DADDY!"
Bucky's head jerked around at the sound of your call. He knew you well enough to know that you just wanted his attention. You weren't in any danger. He put his book down and trotted to the kitchen to find you standing on your little step stool behind the kitchen island, looking at him expectantly, while keeping one hand behind your back.
"Hey munchkin," he greeted you with a smile. "What's up?"
"I need to borrow your knife, please."
Well. He didn't see that coming. "First off, no. Second off-"
"But I need it!"
"Absolutely not. Little girls don't play with knives."
"I not gonna play with it."
"Then what do you think you need it for?"
"Dis," you said simply, bringing your hand from around your back. On your palm lay a lone chocolate chip cookie. The look on your face gave Bucky absolutely no indication as to...anything that you might be thinking.
"That's a cookie, kiddo, you don't need a knife. Just eat it."
"No, I can't!"
"That's a first. Why not?"
"Because I wanna share it with you and Papa!"
"Aw, that's very sweet, baby. Is that your cookie from lunch?"
"Yes."
"Then you can eat the whole thing by yourself. I already told you that's okay, baby."
"But it's da last cookie before we make more and I wanna share it!" you said, stomping your foot. Bucky really tried to hold back his chuckle- your adorable consternation at wanting to share combined with the foot stomp was too cute. But even as he snickered- just the tiniest bit- he knew he needed to nip this in the bud.
"No stomping your feet, baby," he scolded gently, knowing that you were truly coming from a good place. "You know better. Use your words and tell me what's wrong, please."
You felt your face warm a bit at the mild scolding. You took a deep breath like Papa taught you when you were mad and blew it out slowly. Bucky smiled, so proud of you. When you felt better, you looked back up at him.
"I wanna share my cookie please. Is important to me. Please?"
Bucky's grin nearly cracked his face in two. "You are the sweetest sugar in the whole wide world, doll, you know that?" he said, coming around to your side of the island and picking you up, giving you a big kiss on the cheek. "Okay. We can share the cookie if you really want to."
"Tank you Daddy! Knife please!"
Not this again. "Baby, you don't need a knife to share. We can just break it apart."
You looked absolutely horrified. "NO! What if it doesn't break right? And da parts is all wrong?! We NEED a knife to make it da same, okay? So can I have your knife, PLEASE?"
"Puppy, you are way too little to be playing with knives. I told you this already."
"I not playing!"
"Okay, fair, but you're too little to even touch them. It's not gonna happen, kiddo."
"But....but...." Your eyes filled with tears. And Bucky couldn't handle that.
"Okay, hang on," he said abruptly. "What if....what if I cut it for you? Would that be okay?"
Your tear-filled eyes suddenly turned pensive. You twisted your lips to the side as you thought hard about his proposal. "But I wanna help please," you said tentatively.
"You can supervise."
"What's dat?"
"Means you can tell me what to do, but you don't actually do the work yourself."
"Oh, like you say Unca Tony does!"
"Exactly. Sound good?"
"Does I gotta wear a Iron Man helmet?"
"Not unless you want to."
"Can I has my shield?!!"
"Sure."
"OTAY!!" you squealed in delight, then hopped down off the step stool and raced away to your playroom. You brought back the mini Captain America shield that Tony had made for you last Christmas and held it in front of you bravely. "Otay, NOW you can use your knife for the cookie please."
Bucky decided that he should probably use a kitchen knife instead of one of his combat ones, so he quickly pulled a knife from the butcher block that they kept far out of your reach. "I think we're going to need a cutting board, baby..."
"I can do it!!" you shrieked in joy. You liked the idea of being supervisor but you liked helping way better. Before Bucky could stop you, you yanked open the kitchen cupboard door to the cabinet where the cutting boards were. You reached in and pulled out the big green one too quickly, causing the other cutting boards and two sheet pans to come flying out in the process, making a terrific crash on the kitchen floor.
It was at this moment that Steve opened the front door, just in time to hear the chaos. Fighting his natural urge to jump headfirst into the battle zone, he listened for a second to make sure that Bucky was with you at the scene of the crime. When he heard his husband laugh, he sighed with a grin and began to take his shoes off.
Back in the kitchen, Bucky stepped aside as you heaved the green cutting board onto the counter with glee. "Nice job, munchkin," he praised, making you wiggle your butt joyfully. "You wanna clean up the other boards and pans?"
"We gotta do dis first, Daddy!"
"What's the magic word?"
"Please!!"
"Good job. Here we go."
Bucky carefully cut the cookie into three equal wedges, making sure to subtly angle his body so you could see but couldn't reach the knife in your raging curiosity. "There we go, all done!" he proclaimed, handing you a cookie wedge. You squealed and jumped for joy, cheering.
"Good job, Daddy! When's Papa home?"
"Right now," Steve said, coming around the corner to your sheer delight. You bunny hopped over to him and flung yourself into his arms.
"Papa, Daddy did a good job cuttin' da cookie and now we can SHARE!" you shrieked, beyond happy. Steve grinned at Bucky, who handed him a cookie wedge.
"Cheers," Bucky said with a grin, tapping his own wedge with yours and Steve's. As all three of you chowed down, Bucky turned behind your back and spun the knife mid-air before dropping it innocently into the sink. Steve's eyebrows disappeared into his hairline as Bucky chuckled cheekily at him. Steve just rolled his eyes and set you down.
"Well, now that that's over, how about you clean up the other cutting boards that you dragged out, baby?"
You shook your head. "Imma supervisor, Papa. I don't do da work," you proclaimed smugly, before skipping off to your playroom. The howls of laughter behind you made you giggle.
#daddy!bucky#daddy!bucky x little!reader#daddy bucky#daddy bucky x little reader#daddy!steve#daddy!steve x little!reader#daddy steve#daddy steve x little reader#daddy steve rogers#daddy steve rogers x little reader#daddy!steve rogers#daddy!steve rogers x little#daddy stucky#daddy!stucky#daddy stucky x little reader#daddy!stucky x little!reader
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Them as your Valentine
âą OP Men HC âą (Fluff)
Characters: Monster Trio, Usopp, Law
CW: some uggestive content, fluff, bit of humor
Ceeâs Note: A bit late but Happy Valentineâs Day!!đ«¶đœ Hope yâall had a wonderful Valentineâs.
Luffy
Didnât even know Valentineâs day was a thing đ
When he noticed you pouting and distant he was so confused until Nami practically smacked him and told him
After it was explained to him, Luffy would practically run all over the ship trying to find you
When he does find you he tackles you and wraps his arms around you in a tight hug
âLuffy what the-â
âHehe will you be my valentine or are you still mad at me?â
Luffy wonât make big gestures but he definitely will be extra clingy and affectionate
Giving you lots of kisses and holding you close to him at all times
He will show you (more ways than one) how much he loves you đ„č
Zoro
Didnât know that he still had to ask you to be his valentine even though you two were already together đ
âWhy do I have to ask? Youâre my girlfriendâ
âYou still have to ask đâ
âBut why-â
âYou donât love me đąâ
Finally asked you only after you threatened to make Sanji your valentine đ
Is knew to the whole romance thing so donât expect huge gestures
At best he gave you flowers that he stole got from Usoppâs garden sgshdj
Even though itâs not much, he definitely will make up for it later that night in the bedroom đ€
Sanji
Oh he was prepared for this đ€
He asked you to be his valentine even before you even thought about it
The entire day feels like something out of a romance movie
He wakes you with heart shaped pancakes and a bouquet of flowers
Literally spent all his berries on gifts for you such as a neckace and a beautiful dress with shoes to match
After begging the rest of the crew to not interfere, he prepared a candle lit dinner just for the two of you
He is literally the perfect valentine and you were ready to get on your knees by the end of the night to show your gratitude đ
Usopp
Even though you two been a couple for a while, usopp still felt nervous asking you to be his valentine đ„ș
He crafted a big heart spelling out âBe my Valentineâ in his workshop for you
He also made you a bracelet he crafted himself
He may embellish a bit about the bracelet by telling his signature captain usopp stories sgdhdj
âOh this isnât an ordinary braceletâ
âOh?â
âYeah it was personally gifted to me from this queen from an island. It was a thank you for saving her kingdom by none other than I, the great captain Usopp!â
âđ§đœââïžâ
Heâs lucky he is cute lol
Law
Just like Zoro, he doesnât understand why he has to ask you to be his valentine when you two were already together
Even when you pout he still will think youâre being silly
You will practically give him the silent treatment all day and he acts unbothered by it but deep down he started to miss your presence while he worked
Will show up at your bedroom door when you least expect it with a sheepish look on his face and a book behind his back
After hesitantly taking the book, you were pleasantly surprised to find it filled with love poems
âLook on the back of the bookâ
You read it aloud:
â âSorry for being an ass. You mean so much to me. Even with your sass, my love for you will never flee.ââ
You couldnât help but giggle at the terribly written poem which caused Lawâs cheeks to tint red, claiming he was a doctor not a poet shdhjddn
Nonetheless you gave him a kiss and spent the rest of your Valentineâs night under the sheets đ
#one piece#one piece fanfiction#op fanfic#one piece headcanons#monkey d luffy#roronoa zoro#sanji#usopp#trafalgar d water law#trafalgar law#monkey d luffy fluff#monkey d luffy headcanons#monkey d luffy x y/n#monkey d luffy x reader#roronoa zoro fluff#roronoa zoro headcanons#roronoa zoro x y/n#roronoa zoro x reader#sanji headcanons#sanji fluff#vinsmoke sanji x y/n#vinsmoke sanji x reader#usopp fluff#usopp headcanons#usopp x reader#usopp x y/n#trafalgar law headcanons#trafalgar law fluff#trafalgar law x y/n#trafalgar law x reader
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love your fics đ„ș may i request a part 2 of the where you cry in an argument? đ this close to swinging on aoânung fr tho
WHEN YOU CRY DURING AN ARGUMENT
part 2 !
warnings ; horrible writing, not proofread, wrote it in 20 minutes or less, tsireya being cute and neteyam too đ€·đ»ââïž, aoânung and reader lowkey toxic NGL!!
notes ; the necklace that i imagined neteyam made was one of those necklaces that have the shells around it? if you donât know what iâm talking about just use your imagination! also the aoânung part is not nsfw so please donât think of it like that, please and thanks đ«¶
NETEYAM
it had been a good nights sleep since you and neteyam had your little argument, he laid in bed all night thinking of ways to cheer you up until he finally thought of the perfect idea
neteyam woke up earlier than usual, heading out towards the water. going on a hunt for enough shells to make you a necklace, he always noticed the bare of your neck where nothing sat, so he made it his mission to make the prettiest necklace for the prettiest person.
after he had found identical shells, he went back home to make it.
he searched around the island for you, finally spotting you and his sister, tuk in the water picking out the prettiest shells out of the handful you both had. neteyam admired that you hung out with his little sister and made time for her even when you were busy.
neteyam stood and watched you and tuk pick out the prettiest ones you liked, tuk had to go with neytiri for some reason. so neteyam finally had his time with just you without his siblings around
you were now both standing knee high in the water, âi said i would make it up to you, so i made you thisâ he said revealing the necklace he had hiding behind his back, you were stunned. the fact he actually made this for you had your jaw on the floor, âitâs so pretty!â you said smiling widely âlike you,â he said smugly, you blushed and broke the eye contact âstopâ you laughed, neteyam joining in. âturn aroundâ he ordered, putting the necklace around your neck, twirling you around and placing a quick bit passionate kiss to your lips.
TSIREYA
it had been a couple days since your argument, tsireya had been spending all her free time around you. being extra affectionate, you knew this was because of what had happened but you couldnât help but love this side of her.
she had even been distant with loâak, he kind of understood why because neteyam had told him after you had broke down and told him (just pretend neteyams your best friend here lmao)
âlook! this shell is beautifulâ tsireya said reaching the surface of the water, you and tsireya had little âdatesâ where youâd both search for the nicest shells in the reef.
ânew one to the collection?â you asked, she nodded smiling, you and the girl were only a couple inches away from eachother.
âcan i kiss you?â she asked, you nodded eagerly even though you and tsireya had shared atleast 10 kisses that day.
you both got over the argument extremely quick, tsireya isnât the type to hold a grudge, especially on the person she loves most.
sorry itâs short, thereâs not much to write of tsireya because she loves you so she forgave you with no doubts!
AOâNUNG
aoânung had been doing everything to try and talk to you but you were just not having it, glaring at him everytime he made his way towards you, causing him to turn around and walk away knowing you donât want to talk.
but a couple days later he finally got the courage to just talk to you, no matter how mad you were.
ây/n!â he spoke loudly, walking towards you at a quick pace. you turning around at the call of your name
âwhat do you want?â you spat, glaring up at him
âi want to say iâm sorry, i did not mean to hurt youâ the confidence of telling you how it was, was gone. he was genuinely upset that you were mad at him
âwell if you didnât mean to hurt me you wouldnât have said it!â you yelled angrily, turning on him again to walk away.
ây/n wait-â aoânung said as he grabbed your arm, earning a slap in the face from you as you turned to him. âif you want to make it up to me, stop being such a bitchâ you had learnt that word from loâak, apparently it meant something really offensive and you finally found a way to use it.
âyouâre being a bitchâ he laughed, you didnât know why he was laughing and you were about to go off at him, âno i am not! why-â aoânung cut you off as he pulled you by the throat into a kiss, you didnât want to kiss him but you couldnât help it since he is still your boyfriend after all.
pulling away you huffed in annoyance, grabbing your throat from where he had grabbed it âdid i hurt you?â he said in slight concern âno, just felt weirdâ you laughed, you really didnât want to forgive him either but you couldnât help it.
#avatar way of water#avatar#avatar 2#aonung#neteyam#tsireya#neteyam x reader#tsireya x reader#aonung x reader#aoânung x reader
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Okay but like can we please get the part two of Mat and Mamaâs fight đ„ș that broke my heart
Mat had been riddled with guilt all day long. After practice when heâd returned home to relieve Lola, your nanny of her duties with the kids.
Ivy hadnât said much to him, silently avoiding him.
When he put Ryder down for his afternoon nap he found Ivy sitting in the living room watching Bluey on the tv.
âHey Princessâ
She looks up at him from her pile of blankets, clutching her Sparky stuffed teddy
âHi daddyâ she mumbles, her eyes never leave the screen.
He sits next to her, arm draped over the back of the couch.
âYou wanna talk about whatâs going on in that lil head of yours?â Mat asks, poking her head which pulls a giggle from Ivy.
She looks up at him, your eyes looking back at him as she asked âAre you and mommy not love each other anymore?â
Matâs heart broke and he let out a shaky breath âOf course not baby, I love mommy so muchâ
âWhy do you shout then?â
âI donât know princess⊠I guess Iâm just upset with mommy sometimes and thatâs ok! You get upset with Ry sometimes, right?â He nudges her and she shrugs
âI guessâ
âWell sometimes me and mommy get mad at one another but that doesnât mean I donât love herâ he explains and Ivy hums in response
âI love your mommy so much ives, no matter what! Momma could be so mad at me and Iâm still gonna love her so so much because sheâs my best friend in the whole wide worldâ
The little girls head quirks to the side âsheâs your best friend? I thought that was uncle Tito?â
Matâs head shakes âMamaâs my best friend foreverâ
Ivy seems satisfied with his answer and goes back to her show.
That night thereâs a game at the rock so you wonât be home until late. The kids donât typically go to devils games unless one of the wives or girlfriends take them, itâs a somewhat established rule that Mathew should not attend Devils games as it can be seen as disrespectful to the islanders organization.
So it was a pleasant surprise to Ivy when Mat tells her to get ready after dinner, both kids are dressed in a devils jersey with their last name on it and the number 13.
Ryderâs in a carrier on Mathewâs chest while he sits in the stands next to a very excited Ivy who keeps telling everyone âMy mommyâs on the bench! Sheâs a doctor!â
And âI know them! Thatâs my uncle Nico!â
There were a few confused and excited hockey fans when they saw him. The in house event team were having a field day once the puck dropped.
The jumbotron panned over to your family at one point and you were too busy watching the game so Nathan shouted
âHey Barzal! Tell ivy we love the support!â
You frown until Jesper points you up to the jumbo tron. There is Mat, Ivy and Ryder all smiling and Ivyâs holding a sign that says
Go Devils, Go! + Mommy!
You smile and shake your head âThat family of mineâ
Once the game ends you make your way to the medical room to see to those boys choosing to come down who ends up being Vitek, Jesper and Nico.
âI saw the kids out there tonightâ Nico mumbles while you do stretches on his leg.
You smile âYeah i saw them on the jumbotron, Mat mustâve brought them â I told them to go home Ry wouldâve been asleep second period and Ivy looked like she was so close to sleepâ
Itâs late by the time you get home, the light in your bedroom is the only one on. You shrug off your coat and take off your shoes before tiptoeing up to Ivyâs room and kissing her sleeping head then into Ryderâs room to do the same.
By the time you enter your bedroom Mat is sitting up in bed waiting for you. You donât say anything, slipping into the bathroom to shower and changing into your pyjamas.
Once youâre finished and re-enter your bedroom Mathew is still sitting there just looking at you.
âWhatâre you staring at?â You question, slipping in under the sheets.
Mat smiles âMy beautiful wifeâ
You Huff âIf thatâs your way of apologizing, itâs shittyâ
He frowns, pulling your hand into his and angling his body towards you
âYouâre my best friend, I love you and Iâm sorryâ
His words, while not long were heavy and you knew he meant them.
You donât respond, he doesnât need a reply. Instead you let go of his hand and shimmy down so your head is rested on the pillow, Mat does the same.
Youâre both facing one another and he leans over to kiss you slow, your emotions pour into the simple kiss.
Every ounce of anger, sadness, lust and happiness poured into each other. Matâs hand gripped the back of your thigh and urged you to flip on top of him, straddling his waist.
Once the two of you pulled away, giggling like school children You mumbled âThank You for bringing them tonight, it meant the world to meâ
âLouâs definitely gonna kick my ass tomorrow, but itâs worth it â youâre worth it babyâ
âI love you, matâ
âI love you, angelâ
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finny was sitting in my bed looking all sad and grumpy for a bit. i got him to look at me and slow blinked at him a few times and he immediately perked up and stopped acting grumpy. he was really like "why were you at mad at me island? đ„ș" and i was like "i wasnt đ„șđ„ș" and he's like. "oh. okay. đ„°"
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owl house finale!
spoilers!
HOLY SHIT!!!! That knocked my socks off and really made my week!
at first i was like âaw man collector why are you willingly traumatizing peopleâ and then its like oh, right, theyâre a dumb little kid
i was SO hyped for Belos to pilot the entire island and get the shit knocked out of him on an epic scale by on reflection that wouldâve killed EVERYONE, so itâs good that it didnât happen. Props to Raine for surviving that much suckage AND breaking free AND taking the initiative to try to kill him!
I want to know Kingâs dad carnally. Let me talk to the agender possibly-hermaphroditic giant demon dilf. PLEASE. Wait no whereâs they goin-
Luz took a LOT of aesthetic influence from her goth girlfriend for that Titan-magic form, and she is soooo valid for stealing that drip. mismagius-lookinâ ass gen z
collector learning FEELINGS and about DEATH even though the lesson about death was kind of subverted by Luz coming right back? i dunno, there was also trauma involved so maybe that will stick with him
oh and also suck it anne-clone theorists, souls are REAL. and if i had a dollar for everytime a disney show protagonist spent their body to stop an impossibly-strong threat and were later given a new meat-suit by god, i could buy a sodie-pop.
TAG-TEAM BATTLES HELLLLL YEAH LOVE ANGRY KING HEâS SO FERAL
I LOVE IT WHEN THE POWER OF LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP SAVES THE DAY
KILLED HIM. MELTED HIM AND STOMPED HIM AND CRUSHED HIM AND BEAT HIM AND KICKED HIM LIKE A GANG OF GAY ITALIAN TEENAGERS BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF A RANDOM GUY. GOODBYE FOREVER YOU PURITAN FUCK
GAY SHIT HELL YEAAAAH
collector literally said đ„ș and we love that for them BUT I AM SO MAD THAT HE WASNâT ADOPTED BY ANYONE CâMOOOOOOOON LET THEM PLAY HALO 3 AND EAT PIZZA BAGELS
goooooooood i love âwhere are they now endingsâ, especially when everyone is still TOGETHER.
POST-SCRIPT COLLEGE FANFIC TIME
i love the credits just pausing over the disney legal stuff and branding part of the credits like âoh. youâre still part of this. whatever.â
Fantastic fucking series, fantastic fucking episode!
hey wait arenât the rest of the collectors still out there...?
WAIT WAS HOOTY THE TITANâS PALISMAN
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21 - Blue M&Ms // Forever Winter Series
pairing: austin x fem!oc
warnings: sad sad austin, fluffy? but in a sad way, mention of drugs, ferris wheel, mention of dom/sub dynamics, cursing always, lots of dialogue, inaccurate depictions of NY bc i live in a hell pithole lol, 18+ mdni
21/? -3k words- after showing up at austinâs loft unannounced & catching signs of a possible relapse, elsie drags him on an adventure to get him out of the house. she grasps at anything he loves trying to get a glimpse of her best friend
see masterlist/summary for background info & chapter log
pls like/rbg if you enjoyed đ„ș
(again not austin!elvis, just liked the ferris wheel lol)
'I know we got our problems & it's probably me Don't you ever leave, don't you ever leave I know we got our problems & you'll probably leave I could never leave, I will never leave So hold onto me, hold on to me'
-ELSIE-
After a ferry ride that seemed to take forever, we finally arrived at the island. Iâd be lying if I said I wasnât regretting the decision to visit the beach in the dead of winter, but it was the only thing I could really think of to get him out of the house, I had to get some fresh air in his lungs.
After the mania and hallucination, his mental state took precedent in the forefront of my mind, whether I showed it or not. Especially when I caught him lying earlier about being high. But I knew better than to press him further, I couldnât risk him pulling away. I even lied to him when I said I took a break from work. In reality I had pushed back another deadline on my article just to go check on him.
He was mad, I knew that. I didnât blame him, who wants someone showing up at your place and prying your eyes open. Or who wants to spend a holiday with someone who gave you a black eye. But I made a deal with Nox and that was the compromise. I could either leave home again or spend Christmas with him. And then it was me agreeing to stay but having Austin join as my own bargain. Nox didnât want to be alone on Christmas either, no matter how much he masked it. So, pulling at heartstrings by emphasizing about how alone Austin would be on Christmas to someone who had the same fear wasnât that difficult.
Not to mention since I told him about about truth or dare he oddly seemed to trust me more? Which was not what I expected at all, but I was happy that things were improving. It wasnât a lie that Nox was doing better with me, he was. Heâs doing all the things he did at the beginning, taking me on dates, leaving me notes, actually talking to me about his day and weâve barely fought this week. That was the biggest one, it was so nice not having screaming matches with him daily. They were improvements, small ones, but improvements nonetheless.
Heâs not perfect, but neither am I.
We strolled the strip with iconic Coney hotdogs. The sun descending dark reds and oranges over the skyline. âAnd why exactly did you want to come here?â He asked, wiping the side of his full mouth.
I shrugged, âI donât know. Just something to do. Thought the ocean might help you relax a little.â
âI donât need to relax.â
Right because you arenât taking meds to ârelaxâ.
He barely spoke to me the entire ferry ride here, not even cracking a joke or a smile. Do you know how hard it is to cheer up someone that grumpy?
Well, I guess I do, since Nox was a perpetual grump. âYou wanna go on the ferris wheel?â I perked up, rides always cheered him up.
âI guess, sure.â
I didnât know how I expected him to react, I knew it wasnât going to be excited, but I didnât think it would be that apathetic. Whatever I interrupted must've really dampened his afternoon plans.
We made it just before they closed and were the only ones on the wheel. The ride began to rise, his expression hadnât changed but I could already sense a shift in him. A tiny one, but it was something. An urge to reach for him tingled in my fingertips, but I restrained. I remained silent for a bit, not wanting to annoy him any further than I already was.
For the sake of not watching him too long I reframed towards the setting sun on the ocean. When we stopped at the top, âThe sky is really pretty.â My voice light.
âMhm.â He replied simply, keeping his attention on the expansive portrait of the island below us.
I twiddled my thumbs before speaking again, a very familiar tension in the pit of my stomach. An anxious pit I normally felt with Nox when he was a ticking time bomb. âI uh- I brought you something.â I attempted to mask the sadness in my voice.
He just raised an eyebrow at me while I reached into the backpack I brought to carry a beach blanket. I timidly handed him a pouch of peanut M&Ms, his favorite. The dimmest light flickered in his indigo eyes for the first time all day. âOh, thank you.â He gently took the candy from my hand.
I was really pulling out all the stops here, rides, M&Ms, fair food. All things that normally brought out the happiest version of Austin. âOf course.â I gave a soft smile.
He tore the corner of the yellow package and plopped a blue M&M in his mouth. The colors obviously made no difference in taste, but he had a preference for the blue ones. I sensed his mood shift once more. The plan might just work after all.
âYouâre so funny.â I playfully shook my head.
âHow?â Plopping a green one on his tongue.
âYou like the blue ones, when they donât taste any different.â My freezing hands sliding up and down my thighs for warmth.
The tiniest crack of a smile, âThatâs not true.â
âOh no?â I teased.
âNope. Here,â He handed me a red one, âTry that.â
I took it and dropped it in my mouth, took a couple chews of the chocolate candy, âOkay, it tastes like an M&M.â
âNo no, watch.â He leaned forward across the now descending car, reaching his hand to my lips, a blue candy tucked between his index and thumb. The rising thump of my heart against my ribs mustâve paralyzed any bodily autonomy because my mouth was still shut.
âCâmon, open.â Gesturing me to comply.
His words and fingers so close to my lips caused my mouth to dry up like the Sahara desert. I precariously opened up for him, my eyes glancing from his face to his hand.
âThatâs it.â He reaffirmed, the only thoughts in my mind pictured him saying those for a different reason.
A flash from that night in his apartment of me in his lap praising me similarly, âthatâs it, good girlâ filled my head. I couldnât say this was a rare occurrence, that night haunted the back of my mind often. I suppose often isnât quite the right word when it was almost constant. Especially when I was alone, but even with Nox. Sometimes when he was touching me, Iâd find myself imagining it was Austin. Guilt and confusion filled me every time, part of the reason our sex life had dwindled.
I was never one to fall into one of those dom/sub dynamics, perhaps because my partners were controlling enough already. So, the affinity to praise was new and I only ached for more. Though, the thought of anyone else taking control or praising me was repulsive.
Austinâs fingers slow and gentle as he placed the m&m on my extended tongue. His focused eyes never leaving my mouth, if I didnât know any better Iâd say he was enjoying the sight of me opening wide for him. Maybe heâd been thinking about that night too. Whether it was the moment causing my heart to race, or if he was right about the stupid candy, I didnât know, but that was the best fucking m&m Iâd ever tasted.
âMmm,â I cleared my throat, âYou might be onto something.â
Finally, a smile spread and outstretched his arms in victory, âSee! I told you.â
Between trying to rebuild my relationship with my boyfriend and monitoring Austin, the conflict of how I felt or didnât feel took a backseat. I couldnât be thinking of my best friendâs hands â or tongue â on me. It was precisely the reason behind the promise I made so many years ago. I found myself avoiding him because of my own confusion, my own turmoil. And I couldnât do that, I needed to shove and bury it down so far that I didnât feel it anymore.
I hadnât even realized we were already at the top of our last lap, now stopped. The cart squeaked as it dangled back and forth. The freezing wind sent shivers through my bones attempting to relieve it by rubbing my hands together. I suppose in any cheap, clichĂ© movie this would be the moment heâd offer me his jacket. But we werenât a pining couple, and this wasnât a movie. This was me babysitting my fucked up friend.
âYou cold?â He asked.
No shit Iâm cold.
âYeah, a little.â Replying through chattering teeth.
âHere let me help.â He leaned forward motioning at my hands to take them into his own. Hesitantly, I obliged placing them in his offering hands. His hands were huge compared to mine, able to encase them completely.
âYouâve been awfully quiet.â He stated, watching his hands kneading mine for mutual warmth.
âWell, just, ya know.â I stammered. There were just so many swirling thoughts clogging my brain, I could barely think around him. âI missed you.â I replied quietly almost in a whisper, âI donât like it when you disappear on me.â Keeping my gaze on our tangled hands.
He flickered a tender, almost surprised, glance up at me then back down to our hands. âI know.â Speaking lowly, âIâm sorry.â
âItâs okay, Iâm just happy I came to see you today.â My pitch a bit happier. He lightly squeezed my hands, âMe too.â His eyes meeting mine once again, but he lingered this time. I attempted to search them for more answers though I didnât entirely know what Iâd be looking for. I was once so good at reading him but now the only thing I detected behind the blue hues was a wall, a thick brick wall.
It wasnât until I heard the worker, âCâmon lovebirds, time to go.â That I noticed we reached the bottom. I was stuck atop Mount Everest, trapped on the most terrifying summit that threatened to unleash some sort of avalanche at any moment. âOh- Iâm sorry.â But I was glued there, to that plastic bench.
âYou comin or what?â Austin beckoned, already out of the cart and holding out a helpful hand to pull me out. I finally peeled myself from the seat.
âYouâre so slow, câmon these people wanna go home.â He chuckled.
He chuckled.
He chuckled!
He apologized to the worker and even tipped him, plucking a $20 bill from his leather wallet and handed it over tucked between two slender fingers.
There he was. There was my Austin.
After a trek across the dense cold sand, we found an empty spot and laid down the large Urban Outfitters-style blanket. The stars flickered across the navy sky above me, I folded an arm behind my head for support. Austin pulled down next to me, his hand landing his centimeters away from my free one. Pinkies one tiny movement from touching.
The silence shouldnât have been so awkward, or it mightâve just been me perceiving it as such. Either way, it was glaringly loud. My nerves wanted to talk to fill the void, but I didnât want to ruin the peaceful moment. I began counting stars to keep me occupied.
âIâm glad you discovered the magic of blue m&ms.â He broke the silence.
âYes, it was life changing.â I joked, rolling my eyes.
The candy brought a concept, that maybe we were just like those stupid little blue candies. He was a man just like any other, a friend like any other, we were doing something friends do and yet it felt forbidden. On paper we were just friends but the way my body reacted was anything but friendly. We were just like the rest, but we tasted different.
Clearing his throat, he asked a question Iâd been avoiding, âSo how did you get Nox to agree to a group Christmas?â
âOh, um, well, like I said he wants to apologize.â That was the truth, part of the truth anyway.
âAnd?â He pressed and I felt his eyes glimpse over at me.
âWell, he does want to apologize,â I reaffirmed, âBut it was my compromise for staying home. He doesnât want to spend Christmas alone.â
âHm.â Processing the words, âSo, I was the compromise?â
âWell yeah, of course.â I replied without a second thought, âI didnât want you to be alone either. We always spend the holidays together.â
âYeah,â His voice trailed off, âDoesnât Nox have like a big rich family, why isnât he taking you there?â
âYeah, his grandpa is some sort of politician or something, he has a huge estate. Like huge.â I used my hands in the air above us to exaggerate the size. âIâve never been there but Iâve seen pictures, itâs stunning.â
âAnd youâre not going because?â Propping up a questioning brow.
âOh, right well, his grandpa invited all his brothers, but not him.â Looking over at Austin with a frown, âHe isnât impressed with Noxâs business career, and,â I paused, not having said it out loud til that moment, âHe doesnât agree with him dating me.â
He immediately turned to face me, eyebrows scrunched, âWhatâs wrong with him dating you?â
âI donât know, I guess because I donât have a fancy last name in whatever social circles theyâre in. Or my own career isnât impressive. I suppose writing online articles isnât exactly wealthy family behavior.â I shrugged. Sometimes I suspected that was the driving force behind Noxâs behavior towards me. Because I acted as a wedge between him and his family. âAll his brothers are doctors, politicians, or attorneys. And theyâre all with women who are a million times prettier and more successful that I could ever be. All from high society families.â
âThatâs so fucking stupid.â He replied with a grimace, âI know youâre prettier and better than them, theyâre probably just basic white women.â
I erupted in laughter smacking the back of my hand into his arm, âThey really are! The Ugg boots and scarfs and everything!â
He smiled at me, the most genuine Iâd seen it all day. His sapphire eyes sparkled alongside the midnight sky. There was a flutter in my chest as he held my gaze, followed by warmth filling my cheeks. Thank god it was dark, I was probably bright red.
âThat explains a lot about Nox though.â His focus returned to the sky. âHe would come from a family like that.â
I chuckled, âYeah, his parents are shitty. Nox is the black sheep of the four but his oldest brother, Bradley, is the golden boy of the family.â
âWow they really set him up for failure huh? Naming his brother Bradley and then naming him Nox? They really did that to themselves.â He joked, the edges of his mouth curled into a witty grin.
God, it was good to hear him like this, playful, sassy, clever. I gave another laugh back, âYeah I guess thatâs true.â
A bit of quiet came before, âThanks for thinking of me for Christmas, even if it is with the Grinch himself.â
I rolled my eyes and nudged him, âShut up.â
A longer silence.
âThanks for checkinâ on me.â His voice so raw, so authentically him. His pinky ever so subtly moved closer to mine, causing air to catch in my throat.
âNo problem.â
Another hush fell.
âThanks for the M&Ms.â
âYouâre welcome, you blue candy freak.â I teased, he grinned.
Silence again.
I didnât dare look at him, I was scared of what I would feel. Of what I would say.
âThanks for today.â In a swift motion, he crossed his pinky over mine.
It felt like someone had just threw a fist into my stomach, knocking all the air out of me.
âOf course,â Quietly, then curling my pinky into his, âAlways.â
This was eerily similar to so many experiences weâve had before, like the night at his house when I wouldnât take his bed. He initiated it this time, it made me wonder if he experienced the same confusion as I did.
Thereâs no way. A guy like him would never love me.
Love?
Thatâs definitely not what this was â lust maybe, but love? No, never. Not in a million years.
The thought still stood, heâd never see me that way. Not with the way I looked compared to his Greek goddess looking girlfriends. I was heavier than them, duller than them, and excruciatingly average looking. Thereâs absolutely nothing he could see in me, nothing he could find attractive. That shit when weâre drunk was just that â shit. He was just drunk and horny, and I was just available. Eager and available.
Since the four years since his Dadâs passing, we had so many little moments like that. Dancing, touching, asking for more than friends give â but thatâs just who we were. Who we had become, friends who do those things, casually. We became that during relationships â between Josey, through my ex Michael â and various others. At some point it was just normal. Never crossing the line, until a month ago. Who had we become now? At what point is it not friendly anymore? When weâre drunk and dancing and taking off our clothes? When we beg each other to stay? When Iâm in his lap and I can feel him underneath me? When his head is between my legs? Where was the line and when did we cross it. How do we uncross it if it can it be uncrossed? Everything became so fuzzy.
His fingers patterned between mine, now fully caged over my hand. âAus?â I asked, âDonât disappear on me again okay? Please?â
His hand over mine squeezed, âI wonât.â Some part of me believed he was lying, but it was the truth for me right now.
âYou donât leave either.â He spun it back on me.
All I wanted was to lean into him, curl our fingers together, rest my head on his chest. Even in the freezing wind and sharp whirling sand, I couldâve fallen asleep there with him.
âI wonât, not ever.â
âGood.â
Chapter 22 - Christmas Special (ft. The Grinch) - Part 1
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pairing: thor odinson x tiny!avenger!reader
request: âhii can I ask for a thor x avenger! reader where the y/n has the power to influence the elements (earth, air, lighting, fire, ice, water) can I ask that shes like short too đ„șbasically theyre friends and the scenario is they're start like connecting their hands and sharing like lighting between them (if that makes sense lmao) maybe it's cute but then it could go spicy đ thank you â€ïžâ - @cc12-02
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warnings: smut, unprotected sex, swearing, dirty talk, fingering, minors DNI
You let yourself zone out the rest of the world as you focused on your favorite tv show. You were sitting in one of the common areas on the compound. It had a bigger tv, and no one else was around today.
You jumped when you noticed the channel change. Then, you realized Thor had sat beside you and stolen the remote. He looked completely oblivious to the fact that he had just interrupted you. âHey, I was watching thatâ you said, reaching over to grab the remote from his hand.
He chuckled to himself before holding the remote above your head. You knew that you wouldnât be able to reach it. If you tried and failed, heâd just tease you more. You pouted and held your hand out. You hoped he would give in and just hand you the remote. He had other plans.
âWhy do you have to be such a pain in my ass?â You complained, getting up from your seat and walking towards the kitchen for a snack. He abandoned the remote before following you. âWhy do I get under your skin so much?â He countered, staying hot on your trail.
You could feel your cheeks grow warm at his question. You knew exactly why he got under your skin. It was because you wanted to get under him.
It was no secret that Thor was one of the most muscular men in the universe. So, just like every other girl, you would kill to get him to fuck you, even just once.
Working with him everyday only made it harder. He was one of your closest friends and coworkers yet, you laid awake at night thinking about how good he would feel inside of you as your hand found itâs way between your thighs.
âBecause you tease me all the timeâ you lied, opening up the pantry. He didnât believe your lie for one minute. He had seen the way you looked at him. It didnât take a genius to realize how you felt about him. âItâs because youâre tinyâ he continued to tease you.
All of the teasing was always lighthearted, but you had heard endless jokes about how small you were.
You spun around to face him, placing your hands on your hips. You tried to make yourself appear threatening to the six foot tall giant in front of you. âI am not tiny. We canât all be gods that tower over everyoneâ you told him.
He chuckled to himself before poking your nose. You were an amazing Avenger, and you were ruthless on the battlefield, but to Thor, you were adorable.
âLook at you. Youâre half my sizeâ he said, looking down at you. You rolled your eyes before hitting his chest. âJerkâ you muttered, opening the fridge. He smirked over his shoulder as he watched you out of the corner of his eye.
You began to eat your snack, and you could feel him watching you from across the kitchen island. âIâm not that smallâ you whined, knowing he still wasnât convinced. He nodded his head in an âif you say soâ manner.
Silently, he approached you. You couldnât move your mouth to ask him what he was doing. You sat there, paralyzed by the behemoth of a god in front of you.
He held his hand up to you. For a moment, you sat in confusion. Realizing what he wanted you to do, you placed your palm against his, comparing the size of your hands.
Your fingers barely came up half way on his. The smirk on his face only grew, while the pout on yours did the same. âDonât be mad. Youâre adorableâ he said, smiling at you.
A jolt of electricity raced down your arm. You noticed the sparks that were flying between both your hands. You could control elements like water, lightning, and fire with your hands. That meant that Thorâs thunder powers couldnât hurt you. The energy flowed gracefully from his hand to yours. You felt a cheesy grin sneak onto your face. âMaybe youâre not a complete jerkâ you said, feeling your heart do flips.
He let his fingers slide through yours, interlacing them. You felt more sparks. These were the figurative kind. It felt like you had electricity running through your veins.
You had a hard time looking away from your hands. It was the only thing making you believe that he was actually holding your hand.
You felt another jolt as his other hand landed on your waist. When you finally got the courage to look him in the eyes, you realized he was staring down at your lips. âAre you going to kiss me?â You teased, putting him on the spot.
He gripped your hips with both of his hands. âIâm going to do a lot more than just kiss youâ he said, pulling you into a kiss. Your lips moved gracefully against his.
In one swoop, he picked you up and placed you onto the counter. âLike what?â You teased, running your fingers through his hair. The smirk on his face grew. âYou want me to take you right here on this counter, sweetheart? No oneâs aroundâ He asked you, toying with the hem of your T-shirt.
You suddenly werenât as cocky. You focused your gaze on his chest, not being able to look him in the eyes. âYes pleaseâ you mumbled, quietly.
âWell when you asked so nicelyâ he said, slipping your leggings down to your knees. You both realized how wet you were when you saw your drenched panties. He held back all the cocky comments that he thought of.
You ran your fingers over his chest, tracing his bulging muscles through his shirt. âPlease. Iâve been waiting forever for this momentâ you begged him. He was snapped out of his daze and slipped his hand down the front of your panties. âGod, you really are soakedâ he practically moaned as he ran his fingers through your folds.
You leaned your forehead against his shoulder, already panting against his touch. You had been praying and hoping for this moment for longer than you could remember. So far, it was better than imagined.
You could feel his large digits push deep inside of you. He could tell how needy you were by the way you rocked your hips against his hand. He wasnât the type to deny you the pleasure you were chasing.
He sped up his pace, curling his fingers and brushing up against your g-spot. âIs that the spot, darling?â He teased, continuing the action. You were in a daze of pleasure, so you missed the way his pants were straining against his hard cock.
You had barely even touched him, and he was so hard that it hurt. He got off just by watching you moan under his touch. The little pants that left your lips only turned him on more.
âCanât wait any longerâ he muttered before unzipping his jeans. He left you with your mouth open, unsatisfied. You could feel your stomach churn as his cock slapped up against his stomach. You didnât think he would fit; he was a god after all.
He noticed the dazed expression on your face and just chuckled to himself. He grabbed your hips and waited for you to give him approval. You eagerly nodded your head. âPlease,â was the only word you could get out.
Before you knew it, he had plunged his entire length inside of you. You twisted and squirmed as you adjusted to his impressive size. You felt him stretching you in every direction.
He loved the way you felt wrapped around him. You were so wet that he almost slid right in. It was like you were perfectly made for him, and he loved it.
Waiting for you to adjust, he began to slowly thrust in and out of you. He wanted to be careful, so he wouldnât hurt you. You had other plans.
You wanted him to go as fast as humanly possible. âOh my godâŠplease just go fasterâ you begged, gripping into his shoulders. His eyes went wide as he saw you begging for him. He wasted no time speeding up his thrusts.
Each time he thrusted into you, he went deeper and deeper. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you. You held onto his large torso for dear life. Your entire body shook as he rammed into you.
You started to feel a tightening in your stomach, and you knew it was only a matter of time before you were cumming all over him. Before you could say anything, he nodded. âI know youâre close. Me tooâ he groaned, his eyebrows furrowed.
It was a good thing that the compound was abandoned today. You both werenât exactly quiet. The noises coming from your mouths were nothing less than sinful.
You gasped for air as you felt your walls start to contract around him. It was enough to send him over the edge. You both were panting as you leaned your foreheads against each other. âAmazing,â was the only word he could mutter.
You both came down from your highs and eventually caught your breath. âHow about we go back to my room for round two?â He said, cleaning you both up. You couldnât have nodded quicker. He swooped you up into his arms before running to his bedroom.
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Hello đ i just want to let you know that the little scenario with Marco and the stowaway reader was really cute đ„ș and if its no trouble i would like to request something like that but with Thatch please đ„ș tank you â€ïž
Aw thank you, I enjoyed writing it. And yes, Thatch, my love,
Thatch x GN Reader SFW Word Count: 348
- He'd spotted you when he needed to grab something from the supply room. - He saw the fruit he'd been looking for, moving the crate and seeing you with an apple clutched in your hands. - How your eyes opened wide, dropping the fruit and trying to disappear into the back. - You reminded him of a mouse who'd be caught. - He chuckled softly, hands on his hips, you were confused that the chef was amused rather then mad. - "I think you have a story to tell kid but first, want me to get you some real grub?"
-- Heâd snuck you into the kitchen, sitting you at the table as he heated up some left-over stew, he talked to you, well really, he was just talking at you as you stared around the kitchen nervously. Pirates werenât known for being nice, the fact this tall man with the big hair was so chipper and chatty was throwing you off.
âSo, why did you jump on the ship?â He asked when he sat down the large bowl of wonderful smelling stew, a glass of water to go with it.
âI needed off my island, personal reasonsâ You shot him a look as you grabbed the spoon, pulling the bowl closer to your face.
Thatch shrugged his shoulders, raising a hand to wave off your dismissive attitude âHey, not my place to judge, you donât think most pirates are runninâ form something kid?â He laughed when your expression softened.
âAnywayâŠâ
You sighed, shoulders slumping, there was a rattle at the door, voices, more then one, people wanting to get into the kitchen, and you froze, dropping your spoon into the stew, scared suddenly. One on one you could just about manage. Thatch noticed this and got up, heading to the door, opening it just a crack.
âOi, kitchens closed for the next few hours alright? Come back laterâ He shooed off the gang of people outside, closing the door and locking it.
You sighed, relief washed over you, picking the spoon back up so you could have your fill of food, making happy noises as you ate it like it was your last meal on earth. Thatch sat back down, watching you with kind eyes. âGood?â
Nodding your head, you soon finished and rubbed the excess from your lips with the back of your sleeve. He picked the bowl up, going over to the stove and getting you another, setting it down, a laugh as you pulled it towards you, once again no hesitation.
âDonât worry kid, Iâll take ya to Popâs heâs a good man, youâll fit in here, we have a habit of picking up straysâ
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I got an anon ask with some big spoilers for Love Island Matchmaker, so if you havent played the game yet and still want to keep scrolling.
Also I cannot thank @bobbymckenzie enough for teaching me how to insert a read more on mobile đđ thank you again đđ
Omg I don't know if you know this but someone on fb who played matchmaker said instead of Erikah it's Jen who causes Cherrygate??!!??? And apparently Tim becomes a LI??!!?? I'm confusion like why would JEN cause Cherrygate đ„ș she's my fav S1 girl with Talia
So I got Cherry for Cherrygate still, but here's how I think it works:
Levi is still the preferred LI, you have to explicitly tell him you're not interested for him not to pick you. If you tell him that (which I did), he'll pick Jen at the recoupling.
Then you'll couple with Mason. I'm sosososososo SO glad that the game gave me the chance opportunity with 3 stars to tell Mason "I'm interested in Talia and don't want you to get hurt feelings when I pick her next time." That was super mature and adds an interesting dynamic to Cherrygate.
THIS IS THE FUNNIEST CHANGE EVER OML: the night of CherryGate, Mason is sleeping. Talia comes over and we have the option to CUDDLE IN THE SAME BED AS MASON. so we do. Of course.
Then MC interrupts Mason and Cherry making out. I assume it's only Jen if MC is with Levi. Idk, I'm already excited to replay the game. But you have the 1 star choice to not be upset and have to earn 3 stars to be mad at them.
I feel like this is backwards because I had to earn 3 stars to graft onto Talia but then being mad at him for doing the same thing is also three stars? I just picked all the 1 star options of MC being chill with it.
But I can imagine it feeling like a big betrayal from Jen and Levi if you're with him because they were coupled before you so it seems like Levi picked you then went back to Jen.
They took out Jake calling Mason/Levi out, which is sad because his line was so iconic. Instead, you're the only one who sees them and Jake is awake downstairs. You can have a quiet moment of comfort with him afterwards.
I'm still playing through the day after CherryGate, but I LOVE the changes. I'm a little sad because I really like Jen too, but she hasn't said a single line in days. Erikah's been really sweet so far, I'm hoping they keep her that way. And Cherry hinted that she might be willing to crack on with girls, so fingers crossed that she's an LI. I haven't seen any options to crack on with Tim, but maybe that's because the game keeps forcing me to bully and belittle him.....
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