#i cant wait to go sledding this year
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rebullets · 3 years ago
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Sledding!
Dutch wouldn't want to go down, telling you to go with Jack or to drag Molly off onto the sled. But, you would convince him. He would sit behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist as you go zooming down the hill, wind whipping through your hair... and crash right into a day dreaming Molly at the bottom. Dutch can't stop laughing his ass off, but you go and help her dust all the snow off. After that, Dutch definitely wants to go again. "Cmon y/n! Haha."
Trelawny is excited to go down, giving you a bright smile as he sits behind you on the sled, wrapping his arms around to hold onto your hands. He gets Sean to push the two of you, and off you go. It's fine for awhile until you don't stop going, and you get closer to the cliff that's nearby. You both scream and jump off, watching the sled as it goes flying off the cliff. "My dear, that could have been us." he chuckled softly, shaking his head. "I do think sledding is over for the day, at least for us, hm?" he pulls you off to watch everyone else from the sidelines, showing you cheesy magic tricks to make you laugh.
Micah didn't want to go sledding with you, or at all, but you made him get on anyways, sitting in his lap. He lets an oof out, grumbling and moving his hands to hold onto your thighs as you go down the hill. It's rather slow until the middle, when you hit a patch of ice. And BOOM! You go zooming, laughing happily as Micah moves to tighten his grip on your waist instead of your thighs, seeming a tad nervous. When you got to the bottom, he seems thankful you didn't crash and die. "Never again, cowpoke."
Sean is hyped to go with you, pulling you tight into his lap as you giggle excitedly. Both of you cheer as you start going, excited for the cold air to sting your face as you zoom. His grip tightens and his grin grows. Until you end up going super slow. His smile falls and he grumbles. "Aye! What a pile of horse shit yeah?" He scoffed and went to get off in the middle, but slipped and fell the second he stepped off of it, sliding slowly the rest of the way down the hill. He just lays there, grabbing you and pulling him down onto his chest when you walk down to him.
Kieran requests to sit in front of you, so you let him, holding onto him. You end up going SUPER fast, and he lets out a loud scream, quickly grabbing onto you and snuggling into you. You can't help but laugh about it, but you hold onto him, cheering as you zoom down the hill. When you get to the bottom, his grip tightens and he pouts, looking up at you. "N-Never again.." he said quietly, not getting up until you do. And even when you do, he still holds onto your arm tightly.
Javier doesn't want to, but you force him to, and Sean gives the two of you a rough shove down the hill. It's fine until you hear Karen and the other girls screaming as they zoom down at you, crash into you, and boom all of you are a pile in the snow. You kind of lay there, feeling Javier shaking. At first you assume he's cold or maybe crying, but you then hear him laughing. It's very contagious and soon all of you in the pile are laughing. Javier would love to go down again with you, but tells the ladies to perhaps wait until the coast is clear.
Hosea doesn't go sledding with you, but he watches you with a fond smile on his face, chuckling when you tip over at the bottom once or twice, shaking his head. You beg him to go down at least once, but he refuses. "I'm far too old for that, my dear. If I should go down that hill, I might just break one thing or another." you give up after awhile and plop beside him in the snow, watching everyone else have their fun while you lean against him, trying to keep some warmth between the two of you.
Arthur tells the entire time you two go down the hill, and once or twice you swerve the sled towards a tree to try and get him to shut up. But that makes him even louder and he tells you to stop. That if you two crash or go off the cliff he'll never forgive you. Ever. He's kind of a party pooper when it comes to sledding, maybe if he was drunk he wouldn't be such a party pooper about it.
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diffuserlover · 3 years ago
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hi love !! may i please get personality ship with ateez, txt, and enhypen (but with the hyung line only/sunghoon and up!!! but if you originally shipped me with someone in the maknae line, i'd also love to know too !) i got so carried away with writing, so you can cut the personality part when posting my ship! tysm in advance
I’m an ‘03 liner that’s 5’9.5 (basically 5’10) girl with dark skin, jet black hair (currently in long twists rn!!), and i’m on the curvier side (esp hips and my thighs) !! some of my favorite features are my plump lips (and i have a beauty mark on my bottom lip!), my long legs (they’re 40.5 inches long and look so good in dresses and skirts <33), my kempt and pretty fingernails, and my eyelashes !!! i’m a virgo (and surprisingly i get along with all the signs, i cant think of a sole zodiac sign i DONT mix well with), and i am an i/enfj (i got 51% extravert 49% intra the first time, then 50% for both the second time!! ) and i honestly agree—i’m an ambivert all the way! i often come off as cold/shy when meeting new people (one of my closest friends avoided me for a month before meeting me because i looked so intimidating LMAO), but once you get close to me i turn into a bundle of warmth and love: i will never stop texting them the <3 emoji every morning or buying my friends/s/o their favorite starbucks order when they need a little cheer-me-up.
i’m extremely passionate about the issues and people i care about and the goals and dreams i have. I’m creative, patient, an extremely good listener, caring, a social butterfly, and extremely hardworking. my friends always told me of my heart of gold and how perceptive i am of the people around me—noticing immediately when something is wrong and trying to make them feel better. I’m also very headstrong, detailed, and determined!! my friends also call me a nerd since i’ve had all a’s since kindergarten—i LOVE school/education and would describe myself as intelligent. i really like that i’m empathetic and motivational to those around me. it’s really easy for me to show my affection, adoration, and support for someone because i just want everyone to feel loved and safe :( i HATE seeing my loved ones sad, and when people usually have problems about anything (from family to just school), i’m the one they come to talk to because of my warm and openminded heart. I love sharing happiness with my friends in their goals and always hype them up no matter what, and it makes me so so so so happy seeing my loved ones content, comfortable, accepted, and just knowing that they mean so much to me and that they’re loved. im also really, really funny (my fave personality trait of mine tbh)!! I’m always cracking jokes and laughing (sometimes for no reason LMAOO). i would be in the library at like 7 am with my friends and struggle with stifling my laugh from jokes i told </3 although i’m extremely nice and outgoing, i’m not afraid to stand my ground (most of the time) and am super defensive (esp about topics like blm, antiblackness in our world, cultural insensitivity/appropriation, sexism/racism/ableism/homophobia), so if someone says some shit out of pocket, i will not be afraid to put them in their place !!! a lot of people (especially older/more traditional folk) do not like that but i could care less <3 some useless facts about me: i love love love afrobeats (nigerian gyal here), some k-pop groups (bts, txt, enha, ateez, gwsn, p1h, and some 2nd gen groups!), and r&b (rihanna and bey and aaliyah <33). i LOVE to play roblox, i’ve been to 14/50 US states, i can do VERY simple makeup, people often think my nails are acrylics bc they’re long and i love doing nail art on them), and i know all the lyrics and adlibs to enhypen’s given-taken 😋 if i could describe myself in a word, it’d be openminded!! and my dreams for the future are 1) to be truly happy and comfortable (which includes finding my true love <33) 2) to make a change on the people around me and the world itself (preferably through healthcare so i can mend health disparities in POC and low-income neighborhood!!), and i love junk food (I SHOULDNT but it’s so good). I also LOVE law and order svu and forensic files, princess and the frog, tangled, and penthouse !!!!!
I also love to go out and explore—whether trying out a new restaurant in the city or a newly opened amusement park or trying something new, like skydiving (or some other crazy but fun idea), trying recipes from around the world, or trying sledding for the first time! at the same time, i like really chill, mellow spending-time-alone-or-with-one-other-person activities like baking (my favorite treat to bake is red velvet cupcakes and cheddar bay biscuits) and dancing !! (i’ve been a dancer for more than 12 years!!). i can also speak more than 5 languages (including korean!) and i’m always saying random phrases (like thank you, i love u so much!, gtfo my face, that sucks ass) in a random language too LMFAOOO. i often think being a coffee/cafe lover is a personality trait (i love love love love love coffee) i also love accessories (earrings, necklaces, bracelets, anklets, rings, etc) and would die of happiness when the day i can wear matching accessories with my s/o comes. i also love cleaning/keeping my spaces clean and i hate a dirty house </3
besides being my bestfriend who i can kiss and whatnot (hehe), my ideal type is a TALL (like my 5’9+/i’m already tall but pls .5 of an inch taller would be enough) man who has eyes for me and only me !!! they may look cold/cool/mysterious/laid back at first glance (like “yeah haha 🙂" to any other girls but “hi baby what can i do for u today to please the loml” with me <3) but turn into the sweetest, warmest, cutest honey bun once i get to know them! (kinda like me)!! ALSO a man who can pull off all black outfits like those are my FAVORITE omg. he needs to be FUNNY and have a BIG sense of humor (like i want to laugh every second i’m with him and laugh so hard that our stomachs start hurting and we beg each other to stop making jokes type of humor), fashionable (so i can learn fashion pls and wear coordinated outfits with him). i just want a boy who i could talk to and listen to for HOURS. like i would follow him into the bathroom as he showers and sit on the toilet and just listen to him talk about his day or vent to him, but also a boy that loves comfortable silence!! like we can spend the whole together and come back to the house where im studying and he’s working on a personal project so that just being with him makes me feel warm <3 i want a s/o who’s willing to go out and travel with me so i could take off guard pics of him and make him my wallpaper until he begs me to change it. im also not good at conflict so if conflict arises, id love a boy who knows how to talk me down and open up the room for conversation and make me feel safe and not as if im confronted or wrong, someone where we can just talk, resolve our problem, and make it up with a hug or night out!! this kinda leads to me wanting a relationship where we both help improve each other and our flaws (for example some of my flaws are callousness, taking things to heart sometimes, and not opening up easily, etc), so i’d really appreciate a relationship where my partner and i can help each other grow as people. i also love love love to cook, so i’d love an s/o that loves cooking with me and teaching each other how to cook each other’s cultural foods (i would love to teach my bf how to cook jollof rice and have a cookoff one day). i also want a boy that i can tease (i love to tease people omg) <3 like i could say “u look like a cute tomato when u blush <3333” to “and that’s why you got a fat ass head” and we’d just laugh and he’d tease me back <33 I like ALL 5 of the love languages (im a hopeless romantic ik) but my top 3 tied for 1st are quality time (HEAVY ON THE QUALITY TIME i want to spend everyday with my bf at chinatown or a new city exploring), words of affirmation (someone who reaffirms me of their love continuously, supportively, and in sweet ways), and acts of service (cooking my favorite food when i’m down, doing chores that i cant do when tired). men who are really expressive through touch are also ideal <3 i'd shy away from pda, but inside the house i’d be so happy yet so shy and flustered when they express their love through touch (like laying in my lap so i can play with their hair, holding my hand while watching tv, cuddling while talking about whatever). OR like the SLIGHTEST compliment or act of love (LIKE BACKHUGS OR HOLDING HANDS OR KISSING MY BEAUTY MARKS OR FOREHEAD KISSESJSJSJSJ) i’d just love to be really appreciated and loved and also show the same love, support, warmth, closeness, and happiness to my bf <3
THANK U SO MUCH AAAA i honestly cant wait for my ship!! have an amazing day/afternoon/evening <3
Hiii! Thank you so much for requesting!! I really hope you like it!! Btw you seem like the sweetest person ever and you are literally perfection<3
ATEEZ:
I ship you with...
Seonghwa
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Okay! I literally was going between Mingi and Seonghwa the whole time but when reading your ideal type I was thinking more Seonghwa!
You said you like someone who is kinda cold on the outside but sweet when you get to know them and Seonghwa is literally the definition of that🤣
He can also pull off those black outfits you like(I’m simping lmaoo)😚
Wooyoung might disagree but I think Seonghwa is funny and you guys would always make each other laugh😄
He would 100% wear matching outfits with you(he wouldn’t be able to stop smiling)😆
Seonghwa would be open about his feeling with you🙂
He truly appreciates that you always listen to him and will always just let him talk out his day(he always lets you talk first, what a gentleman)🥺
I could see you sitting at the desk or table studying while he’s walking around cleaning and it wouldn’t be awkward 😁
Seonghwa doesn’t seem like the type to yell at you unless he was really really mad, he is more of the problem solver in my eyes so I think he would be that person to talk you down and have a conversation with you instead of yelling😊
I feel Seonghwa would really want to connect to you on a deeper emotional level, he would open up more the longer you guys are together😭🥰
Seonghwa does like to cook but isn’t like the worlds most amazing chef so I could see you guys cooking together 😋
Little cooking dates where you have fun competitions to see who’s dish is better🤩
He would let you tease him if it’s all light hearted but he would always tease you back💀
I think Seonghwa is a little bit shy about skinship but sees that you like when he initiates it so he really tries🥺
Your height is nearly the same so I don’t think either of you would mind the height difference 😁
He would always complement the beauty mark on your lip or your legs cause he know how much you like it lol😇
You both are extroverts so you guys go out a lot more often🙂
He likes how you take care of him when he’s having a bad day like getting him a drink or snacks or a simple text message when he’s at work🥰
He would be inspired by how passionate you are about issues around the world and would always ask you what he can do to help you or anything☺️
He likes how your always laughing or making jokes because he loves your smile and it always makes him smile😭😭
Because of your long nails he really likes when you play with his hair😚
He loves to hear you speak in all the languages you speak(he is really impressed)😋
You both don’t like a dirty house and you guys are clean all the time lol🤣
Overall, You and Seonghwa have a really deep relationship and really care for each other🥰🥺
TXT:
I ship you with...
Yeonjun
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Yeonjun is effortlessly funny so I feel like he would always make you laugh and you would always make him laugh😄
Yeonjun is really into fashion and would gladly wearing matching outfits with you
He also pulls off a black outfit just like you said you like🤩
He would constantly buy you accessories because he knows how much you like them🥰
Yeonjun is definitely pretty clingy to you😚
He is taller than you by like 1 inch 😋
Yeonjun is cold looking on the outside and is a cinnamon roll on the inside😆
He will probably beg you for a puppy(a welsh corrgi) a lot💀
I feel like Yeonjun would be okay with comfortable silence if he is in the mood
He is a talkative person so I feel like your conversations would never end😊
I don’t know how arguments could go with him, I feel like it depends on how he is that day🙂
You guys love cooking together with music blasting throughout the house😚
If he gives up on helping you he will cling to you and back hug you until your done in the kitchen😭🥺
He loves to complement you until your super super flustered ☺️🤣
He probably likes how clean you are🙂
For your birthday he got you a little necklace with a lock on it and he has the key for the lock and when you open it, it has your guys initials together😭
He would probably take you to the studio and have a little dance battle 🤩
He would be willing to explore with you though I feel he would rather be at home with you alone😁
He finds it inspiring how passionate you are about issues around the world and often looks up to you for it😊
You guys get matching nails!!😄
You guys are on the higher side of zodiac sign compatibility😇
Overall, you and Yeonjun are the cutest and are literally couple goals 😍
Enhypen:
I ship you with...
Sunghoon
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You guys are the same height😌
Sunghoon would pull off that black outfit you like!😅
I feel like it would take him some time to initiate skinship and be affectionate with you but when he does he can’t let go of you😊
He loves when you play with his hair🥺
I feel like he loves just spending time with you and being with you🤩
He likes to hold your hand😇
He bought you for your birthday match rings☺️
Sunghoon doesn’t know how to cook so be patient with him but he will always turn cooking into some competitive thing😆
I think it would take him a while to completely open up to you but he still likes to talk things out with you🥺
He is so beautiful how can you not take photos of him and set them as your wallpaper(he definitely begs to you to change it but also loves it and doesn’t want you to change it)🤣
He loves how he can always talk to you about absolutely anything😁
Introverts and extroverts go best with each other🙂
He is very cold and distant looking at first but we all know how sweet and baby like he is on the inside😁😊
He is really interested in the things you are passionate about and is constantly asking you questions 🤩
He finds himself smiling when thinking about you😭🥰
You always make him laugh, it’s one of his favorite things about you😄
He would laugh as you guys blast given or taken through the house and you sing the whole thing dancing around(grab his hands and make him dance with you)😂😚
I could see you guys eating fast food in your car in some random parking lot just talking and listening to music looking at all the stars🥺
Drag him out to do this with you😆
He likes how clean you are🙂
Overall, I think you and Sunghoon are so sweet together🥰
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ermbabyel · 3 years ago
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hi hi hi !! may i please request a personality ship with bts and ateez !! i apologize in advance bc it's super long </3
I’m a 5’9.5 (basically 5’10) girl with dark skin, jet black hair (currently in long twists rn!!), and i’m on the curvier side (esp hips and my thighs) !! some of my favorite features are my plump lips (and i have a beauty mark on my bottom lip!), my long legs (that look so so so so good in skirts and dresses), my kempt and pretty fingernails, and my eyelashes !!! i’m a virgo (and surprisingly i get along with all the signs, i cant think of a sole zodiac sign i DONT mix well with), and i am an i/enfj (i got 51% extravert 49% intra the first time, then 50% for both the second time!! ) and i honestly agree—i’m an ambivert all the way! i often come off as cold/shy when meeting new people (one of my closest friends avoided me for a month before meeting me because i looked so intimidating LMAO), but once you get close to me i turn into a bundle of warmth and love: i will never stop texting them the <3 emoji every morning or buying my friends/s/o their favorite starbucks order when they need a little cheer-me-up.
  i’m extremely passionate about the issues and people i care about and the goals and dreams i have. I’m creative, patient, an extremely good listener, caring, a social butterfly, and extremely hardworking. my friends always told me of my heart of gold and how perceptive i am of the people around me—noticing immediately when something is wrong and trying to make them feel better. I’m also very headstrong, detailed, and determined!! my friends also call me a nerd since i’ve had all a’s since kindergarten—i LOVE school and would describe myself as intelligent. i really like that i’m empathetic and motivational to those around me. it’s really easy for me to show my affection, adoration, and support for someone because i just want everyone to feel loved and safe :( i HATE seeing my loved ones sad, and when people usually have problems about anything (from family to just school), i’m the one they come to talk to because of my warm and openminded heart. I love sharing happiness with my friends in their goals and always hype them up no matter what, and it makes me so so so so happy seeing my loved ones content. im also really, really funny (my fave personality trait of mine tbh)!! I’m always cracking jokes and laughing (sometimes for no reason LMAOO). i would be in the library at like 7 am with my friends and struggle with stifling my laugh from jokes i told </3
  I also love to go out and explore—whether trying out a new restaurant in the city or a newly opened amusement park or trying something new, like skydiving (or some other crazy but fun idea), trying recipes from around the world, or trying sledding for the first time! at the same time, i like really chill, mellow spending-time-alone-or-with-one-other-person activities like baking (my favorite treat to bake is red velvet cupcakes and cheddar bay biscuits) and dancing !! (i’ve been a dancer for more than 12 years!!). i can also speak more than 5 languages (including korean!) and i’m always saying random phrases (like thank you, i love u so much!, gtfo my face, that sucks ass) in a random language too LMFAOOO. i often think being a coffee/cafe lover is a personality trait (i love love love love love coffee) i also love accessories (earrings, necklaces, bracelets, anklets, rings, etc) and would die of happiness when the day i can wear matching accessories with my s/o comes.
besides being my bestfriend who i can kiss and whatnot (hehe), my ideal type is a TALL (THEY DONT HAVE TO BE but 5’9+...i’m already tall but pls .5 of an inch taller would be enough) man who has eyes for me and only me !!! they may look cold/cool/mysterious/laid back at first glance (like “i dont like u lol” or “yeah haha 🙂" to any other girls but “hi baby what can i do for u today to please the loml” with me <3)  but turn into the sweetest, warmest, cutest honey bun once i get to know them! (kinda like me)!! ALSO a man who can pull off all black outfits like those are my FAVORITE omg. he needs to have a BIG sense of humor (like i want to laugh every second i’m with him and laugh so hard that our stomachs start hurting and we beg each other to stop making jokes type of humor), fashionable (so i can learn fashion pls and wear coordinated outfits with him). i just want a boy who i could talk to and listen to for HOURS. like i would follow him into the bathroom as he showers and sit on the toilet and just listen to him talk about his day or vent to him, but also a boy that loves comfortable silence!! like just cuddling with each other or im studying, and hes working on a personal project so that just being with him makes me feel warm <3 i want a s/o who’s willing to go out and travel with me so i could take off guard pics of him and make him my wallpaper until he begs me to change it. im also not good at conflict so if conflict arises, id love a boy who knows how to talk me down and open up the room for conversation and make me feel safe and not as if im confronted or wrong, someone where we can just talk, resolve our problem, and make it up with a hug or night out!! this kinda leads to me wanting a relationship where we both help improve each other and our flaws (for example some of my flaws are callousness, taking things to heart sometimes, and not opening up easily, etc), so i’d really appreciate a relationship where my partner and i can help each other grow as people. i also love love love to cook, so i’d love an s/o that loves cooking with me and teaching each other how to cook each other’s cultural foods (i would love to teach my bf how to cook jollof rice and have a cookoff one day). I like ALL 5 of the love languages but my top 3 tied for 1st are quality time (THIS i want to spend everyday with my bf at chinatown or a new city exploring), words of affirmation (someone who reaffirms me of their love continuously, supportively, and in sweet ways), and acts of service (cooking my favorite food when i’m down, doing chores that i cant do when tired). men who are really expressive through touch are also ideal <3 i'd shy away from pda, but inside the house i’d be so happy yet so shy and flustered when they express their love through touch (like laying in my lap so i can play with their hair, holding my hand while watching tv, cuddling while talking about whatever). OR like the SLIGHTEST compliment or act of love (LIKE BACKHUGS OR HOLDING HANDS OR KISSING MY BEAUTY MARKS OR FOREHEAD KISSESJSJSJSJ). i love a man who's goal oriented, know what he wants, and makes the move first (kinda like taking control of the relationship!!) in all, i’d just love to be really appreciated and loved and also show the same love, support, warmth, closeness, and happiness to my bf <3 tysm <333
Hi hi~! You sound like such a sweetheart and so cute 😍💕 I’ll be super happy to ship you~!
Bts
Yoongi 🥳
I thought of Yoongi right away while reading your submission. You sound like such a sweet and supportive person that I think Yoongi would benefit from being in a relationship with you. You also remind me a lot of hobi when I was reading your description so I think you two would be best friends too~! Yoongi would be intrigued by your appearance, your intimidating aura around you would make him want to know you more. Surely there’s more than meets the eye...and Yoongi was correct. After getting to know you more. He soon learned how such a happy and sweet person you are. He would love the duality of you. It’s keeps him on his toes and yearns to learn more o about you~! Yoongi is a very passionate person as well, especially with his career and his members. And I’m sure he’d be passionate with you too, but he’ll show you in his own little ways. For example, writing songs about you for bts’ new comeback, getting you your favorite foods and drinks when you both have had a long day...he just loves you so much. I can see you, and sope being the three musketeers of bts, you three would do SO much together. Yoongi can be a silly and goofy person as we’ve seen, but only certain people can drawl that aspect out of him, so you and hobi would do SOO well at making him feel comfortable to let loose and have fun~! I can see you and hobi goofing around at the studio with each other and Yoongi would shake his head and act unimpressed, but we all see right through him and he truly adores you in that state~! Yoongi would also think it’s super adorable how flustered and shy you get when he gets touchy with you 👀💜. Just a very cute and wholesome relationship~! 🥰
Ateez
Seonghwa 🥳
You love when your partner takes control? You don’t need to tell Seonghwa twice! The boy would LOVE to take care of you and take the lead in the relationship. I think he’s also naturally dominate, so it would be no problem for him~! I can see you two going on cute coffee dates to local cafè shops close by. Seonghwa would absolutely adore how excited you are about coffee~! He would also think it’s hella attractive that you’re a dancer 👀. He LOOOOVES to watch you dance for himself maybe he would create a dance for only you two to perform. Your legs and lips are how absolute favorite physical traits of yours. Seonghwa would always have a hand on your leg or knee whenever you guys are sitting down. And if you’d let him, Seonghwa would kiss you all day long~! He just loves the feeling of your soft lips against his 💜. Seonghwa also adores how happy and cheerful you are. Especially on hard long days full of practices and performances, your cheerful and loving nature always makes him feel better and soooo much more relaxed. I can see both of you mothering the other members too~! He appreciates you taking care of him at times, but he’s also take opportunities to take care of you too~! Overall a very sweet and loving relationship~! ❤️‍🔥
Again, I am very sorry for the long ass wait 🥺. I hope you enjoy your ships love~! Stay happy and healthy~! 🤗💜
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patchdotexe · 4 years ago
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explorers of arvus: heading back / 3.11.21
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LAST TIME ON ARVUS taure passed out and we are now down a healer! also we met a disciple of halvkar, and surprisingly did not murder her. this is fine. we have instantly gotten distracted by our various carts. cats. our various cats
DID ANY OF US CATCH TAURE, SHE FELL OVER sieron tried to catch her and smacked charlie+thorne in the face (he rolled a nat1, f) BUT the catboy is to the rescue bc silje is the designated Not Incompetent of the group today
CONSULT THE CHILD hewwo yrel yrel: her mind is being consumed by the serpent of nightmares. :D charlie: HELLO?????//
so, dendar(?) the night serpent is imprisoned beneath arvus! she was formed from the nightmares of the first sentient being, and sometimes she eats people's nightmares. if she's exceptionally hungry, she'll force nightmares onto people for her to feed off their fear. yrel thinks taure will Probably wake up. there's a thing on arvus mentioned by the locals called a "sleeping sickness" where people will fall asleep for a few days, sometimes longer, but will wake up. its magical in cause, the people afflicted by it have horrific nightmares, and its just kinda. a thing. wowza
(i have gone back to spelling yrel's name as yrel bc i think it looks nice)
OH HEY SOMEONE POSTED A THEORY ON ONE OF MY STICKMOLUS ANIMATIONS man i should get back to stickmolus sometime. once dsmp releases its awful grip on me.
i keep getting distracted by seeing myself in the camera preview. i have a tooth gap! what the fuck its cute?? K I KNOW WE'RE SUPER BLURRY IN FRONT RN BUT PLEASE HELP ME STAY FOCUSED I SWEAR -leo
we're gonna build a sled! to put taure on. thorne: i have a good strength score. ....i say, out loud charlie: i am four feet tall. [cue argument between thorne & sieron about them both being horcs but sieron has a +0 bc strength is his dump stat] OH, OKAY, THORNE ROLLED A NAT20 TO CARRY TAURE. NICE
[discussion about what to tell everyone at camp vengenace] thorne: the last thing we need to do is a witch hunt charlie: --and we already hunted the witch! the witch has been hunted.
time to discuss strategy! we need to figure out how to head back to camp vengeance, eg if we want to follow the path we already took or if we wanna do some trailblazing. looks like we're gonna try and take the most direct path! which means we'll prolly risk tangoing with some undead but im willing to risk it TINY HUT STAIRCASE sorry i just remember it now and then
nyx: [meowing at his cats] thorne: uh... why is silje meowing? jorb: silje's food bowl is empty jorb: you look at silje's food bowl and there's a divot in the middle and the food is all on the sides emotionally, we must bully the catboy silje saw something interesting and started meowing
thorne: ill take first watch silje: ill also take first watch. charlie: [quietly] gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy (but, like, extended for 15 seconds)
silje: [takes watch] [rolls a nat1 and gets distracted by looking at his crush]
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THORNE HAS LOCATED A DOG the dog does not give a shit about the tiny hut. THE DOG HAS PEED ON THE TINY HUT goodbye dog
EVERYONE IS ROLLING AT LEAST 1 NAT1 thorne: wow! that sure is a dog. thorne has drawn the worst possible dog. thorne has erased the worst possible dog. we dont speak of the worst possible dog its the dog version of honse. DONSE
sieron is now on watch! MAN we are havin trouble rolling today. at least kali's here to make sure sieron doesnt stare at a rock for 50000 years sieron sees a mouse! bottom text
charlie is now on watch! kali is havin a big ol thonk. nothing meaningful has come of this
i am perceiving some deer. sieron is not perceiving some deer. silje is perceiving some deer, but better the deer are fucked up and undead! silje has gone from "we should hunt these deer for food" to "we should hunt these deer for sport"
charlie: i do not feel like being jumped by five thousand skeletons
charlie takes first watch with sieron! WHY ARE OUR ROLLS SO TERRIBLE taure is super cursed right now. that's not very pog charlie: this place sucks. thorne: to be fair, we havent-- charlie: YOU'RE ASLEEP, SHUT UP
oh hey coolname galvanic finally partied. nice.
thorne is at watch! solar: hey, is leomund's tiny hut an orb? there's a critter digging around! AH, THE CRITTER IS UNDEAD. this could be a problem
solar: hey michael, how much does the horrific sin against god dog i drew look like this creature michael: [dice roll noises] about 50%.
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michael: if anyone likes, they can make a nature check-- solar: ME MEMEMEMEME ME ME ME
its a bulette! aka a land shark. problem: they are not normally undead. this one is undead.
jorb: imagine if you could tame one of those and use it as a mount. leo: IT WOULD JUST DIG UNDERGROUND AND LEAVE YOU THERE
we are just calling it a weird dog
we're going to mail a letter to the heart of arvus. HEY, CHECK OUT THIS WEIRD DOG,
JORB FOUND ART OF A BABY BULETTE. WEIRD PUPPY!
solar: hey guys, check out this sick art of a bulette i found
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silje kept a lookout for the weird dog but its just fucked off. goodbye, weird dog give it up for day 3!
man there's been like, three incinerations today in blaseball. what's up with that. I SWEAR IM MOSTLY PAYING ATTENTION its just been an eventful day in blaseball. also im wearing my garages bomber rn. jaylen is home wooOOOO the wind smells stinky. this is fine.
we're actively avoiding whatever combat michael keeps nudging at us bc we're carrying around an unconscious person and i SWEAR hes gonna throw something directly at us once he's done with our shenanigans
UHH MICHAEL ASKING FOR PASSIVE PERCEPTION LOL
huh. this place used to be inhabited? we're in the woods rn but there's some like, stone ruins? like, VERY ruins. like, not really any structures standing, but enough evidence to show there Were things. WE FOUND A STATUE charlie: i want to smash my face against the lore.
used to be a circle of standing stones, but most of em fell over or got overgrown. inside of the circle has been cleared, although v roughly-- ground's torn up statue is of fjolnir! warrior holding up a spear and shield. AH, THERE ARE CORPSES, a human got REAL fucked up here. one of the corpses is straight up impaled on fjolnir's spear. n ... not pog.
i am trying so, so hard to pay attention. but i also kinda wanna take a nap.
charlie: [stares at statue] [rolls a 4] i wonder if he had a dick.
okay so something rolled in, tore up the overgrowth inside the circle, and murdered a couple dudes. and was also super tall and human-adjacent. hrm.
oh my god why are we rolling so shit today. time to stealth away and hope we dont get casually dismembered
k: jorb's hair is so long... leo: K, PLEASE,
time for a break! i am very tired but im gonan see if i can push through a little further. nyx is petting his cat why do orangatangs look like that
first watch is thorne and sieron! have they even, like, talked thorne unhabby ): thorne's worried we were tresspassing when checking out the statue, meanwhile im thinking about that one time when sieron got bit by a groundhog
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(oh my god this is from late 2018)
leomund's tiny hut, aka the anti-sea bear circle we are getting SO much mileage out of the tiny hut. SILJE HUMS A SONG WITH KALI cute........... FINALLY I HAVE ROLLED ABOVE A 14 wait no i rolled a 16 twice. anyway we are not dead
nearly at camp vengenace! boy howdy i hope camp vengeance didnt get burned down. AH FUCK TAURE IS UNCONSCIOUS SO WE CANT CAST FOR DETECT POISON kaepora nearly made us all shit ourselves but its okay he just saw some bison and thought it was cool Michael Is Consulting Several Tables
WHY DOES JORB'S CAMERA ZOOM LIKE THAT why am i hungry. i have so many questions
HEY, TALL GUY [smacks sieron]
camp vengeance looks better! like, nobody's Obviously Sick anymore, the medical tents arent overfilled, we did it! we saved the dayyyyyy time to report to ryder! taure's getting dropped off at the medical tent
man remember when charlie didnt wear pants
oh man, with taure unconscious charlie is now taking point with social interaction. wild. jk im making jorb do it bc im tired HAHA NAT 20 PERSUASION BC OF ME HELPIN SIERON man ryder is such a cock. he was totally ready to keep throwing troops at heaven's brazier to die until we managed to persuade him out of it. jorb: did we tell ryder about the vision? michael: you kinda just took a look at him and went STINKY BOY!
okay yeah anything that dies on arvus will just pop back up as undead. man, arvus sucks.
ryder: alright, dismissed. charlie: seeya, soldier boy! :D hahahahaha im gonna eat his knees.
SILJE NEEDS ENRICHMENT IN HIS ENCLOSURE
charlie: ive decided he sucks. silje: we've already arrived to that, you're late!
LMAO WE WALKED IN ON INGRID AND HER CRUSH they fuckin. nice. you go, you funky lesbian
jorb: we've got the tiny hut, we could go anywhere leo: we could go to SPACE! nyx: we could not go to space. leo: WITH A TINY HUT STAIRCASE, WE CAN,
we are 320 miles away from the spaceship that exists on arvus. nice.
michael: justin sees you-- roll a strength saving throw. leo: i cant wait to die! [rolls a 3] I AM CRUSHED BY MY DOG michael: he rolled a nat20.
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BOSS ENCOUNTER: CHARLIE'S DOG (the small circle next to him is one of the medical tents.)
THORNE IS PACT OF THE GUN solar: PARRY THIS, YOU FUCKING CASUAL
sieron, to ingrid: seems like youve been doing well charlie: i punch sieron. sieron: sieron: the camp, of course.
man we have no idea if the heart of arvus is actually related to the prophecy or not. theres a Lot of stuff lining up, but not enough, and its hard to say how much of it couldve been literal?
solar & michael: [discussing exposition] me: [cracking up bc penn sent me a funny dsmp joke]
prophecies are weird.
charlie is just s she is just sitting here SILJE PLAYED CARDS REALLY GOOD AT ME nyx rolled a nat20 and took all my money
oh cool we can talk to yrel telepathically! time to hoist yrel. THIS IS SO SCUFFED thorne mentioned yrel and now we're trying to explain to ingrid that we have a magic talking snake charlie: I WANT TO GO HOME. thorne: we cant go, we have a GOD-KING to kill! "i think theyre insane, theyre talking to a snake" "ingrid, druids exist" "oh. im gonna go back to getting railed by my 7 foot tall girlfriend"
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anyhao-archived · 3 years ago
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Haha, yeah! Been making gifs on this site for... nearly 10 years. Oh my god send help 😅
Shangri-la really is stunning (another one I did a set of for an ask lol). You really can only do a song of the summer with so much variety, once in a blue moon is fine though.
Ooft aye, the MV for Cactus was something else, no wonder you gave up on the gifs, at least it gave us the legendary hotpants 😂
Ahh, 1000 Years is quite old now but it's a touching story with a bit of a twist, I won't say anymore, and Paranoia is an all round perfect representation of what he was struggling with when he was on hiatus.
It's interesting to see where we differ on that, I remember seeing a bit of The Real and just wondering what on earth was going on lol
On to todays topic then... favourite moments. Whether that's a funny moment, iconic things that your faves have done or amazing performances. Can't wait to see who's managed to stick in your brain the most!
oh WOW thats a long time!!! i cant wait to see your gifs im sure they must be amazing. as you said i also did a gifset for shangrila lol its one of my most popular sets
oooh im excited to watch it now!! and i also love when music videos, like paranoia, are meaningful and reflect idols true feelings. its rare to see so i guess thats why it hits so hard
lmao the real is definitely one of my favorite music videos too... but it is a bit out there. i also really like top secret's mind control bc it has such a unique concept of perfume that makes people dance
honestly the second you asked me my favorite moments, literally everything about all the groups i like flew out of my mind. idk why. it took me forever to come up with these few that live rent free in my mind.
you dont have to watch all (if any) of these, but if you do please watch the jbj one that cracks me up every freaking time
1. seventeen's girl group medley
2. when jbj was picking sleds for an ice rink race, yongguk picked the mecha robot tank one and it... well... you'll see ... 39:30 thru 40:30
3. topp dogg's pepero game ALSO topp dogg pronounce western names
4. in2it (SPECIFICALLY INPYO) dancing to gashina at 3:30
5. this video of snuper's suhyun being annoying (affectionate)
6. english time with jun, samuel, jiacheng, and zhennan
7. ren being an after school member
8. when johnny locks mark out of the car and drives away from him starts at 15:10 (coincidentally i also think of the time vixx left... hongbin? i think? behind lmao but i dont have that video)
9. when jaechan broke the dance practice room's mirror w his microphone
10. literally anything that kevin from the boyz does but specifically when he was talking about going to victorias secret in venice
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mxillusion · 5 years ago
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Hi there! Could I request Hyungwon, with the friends to lovers/fake dating trope, and prompts 4 and 11? I loved your Wonho piece and I cant wait to see more of your stuff!
Hey, cutie-pie! ♡ Thank you so, so much for your kind words. I’m so happy you liked that Wonho blurb and decided to request something. I had sooo much fun writing this. Friends to lovers is my guilty pleasure trope. I just love that shit so much. 🥰 Hope it turned out the way you wanted it to be. Happy reading, love. ♡ 
Just give me a sign
#4 - “I know we were trying to get him jealous, but you got me jealous instead.”
#11 - “Wait, wait. Say that again. Please.”
Genre/Warnings: fluffy fluff, it’s soooo fluffy! :D
Words count: 2200+
Summary: You did it again. After everything you’ve been trough, you actually did it again. This time things will change, but you’re too afraid of it to let it happen, so you try to brush those feelings aside. But maybe things need to change.“
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“Hey stranger.”
Your best friend sled next to you at the bar, raising his brows as he inspected the drink right in front of you, almost emptied by you within the shortest time. He ordered two more, not even asking if you’d be okay with that. 
“Bit too pretty to be sitting at the bar on your own, aren’t you?”
You snorted at that line. “Ah, well, thank god you’ve come to my rescue.”
Hyungwons expressions turned a little more serious. “Jokes aside, why are you all on your own? Wasn’t this supposed to be your super-duper-magical date night?”
The smirk on his face washed away, as he realized you weren’t in the mood for jokes, at all. He placed his palm on your shoulder, his thumb gently stroking over the fabric of your shirt. 
“It was. But it seems as if he forgot.” You sighed, supporting your head with one arm. “I’m waiting for over an hour now.”
“What a jerk.”
You turned your head, looking at Hyungwon for the first time this evening. “And what exactly are you doing here?” Yes, he knew you had a date tonight but you did not tell him where you would go, because you already knew he’d probably check that guy out. 
“Well… maybe I took a look at your phone, while you weren’t around!? Just maybe.” He grinned cheekily, hoping you wouldn’t rip his head off in front of everyone. And under other circumstances, you probably would’ve done just that, but you were just too devastated. 
“Hm”, you mumbled, not even understanding what he said. You were in deep thoughts, asking yourself how you could’ve ended up like this again. It’s not like this had happened to you in the past, but the fact that men always seemed to disappoint you was once more proven. So why did you do this to yourself all over again? Going on dates just to meet one bummer after the other!?
“Look, Y/N, just forget that scumbag and let’s make the best out of it. I’m here, I don’t have plans for tonight and if I’m hearing this right they just put on our favorite song!“ 
You tried to smile, appreciating Hyungwon trying to cheer you up again. He was just the best friend you ever could’ve possibly imagined. He was beyond unique. 
Just when you were about to stand up, to go on the dance floor together, you unintentionally glanced at someone, coming up behind him. Your eyes widened and you automatically hid behind Hyungwons tall frame, before he could see you too. 
“Y/N? What are you doing?”
“Sssh!” You hissed, closing your eyes as if that would make you invisible. “I’m hiding”, you whispered, what was unnecessary since the music was drowning you anyway. 
“Yeah, I can see that.” He leaned in so he could whisper too. “But why?”
“He’s here. It seems like he’s looking for me.”
Hyungwon turned around to make sure you didn’t just imagine that, but you were right. He had seen this dude on photos after he had to beg you a thousand times to let him see your date. It took just three minutes until you’d regret this decision as he made fun of the other one instantly. Saying he had stupid looking hair, an oversized nose, and such things. In fact, he was super cute, looked very handsome and seemed like the nicest guy you’ve met in a really long time. Well, clearly you were wrong.
You leaned aside, checking if he was still there and that’s when he saw you too. In a panic you did what’s randomly coming to your mind, as you cupped Hyungwons face with your hands, pulling him close to press your lips on his. 
For a split second, he wasn’t reacting at all, but then he wrapped his arms around your body while he gently kissed you back. His eyes were closed, so as yours, and for a second everything else didn’t matter anymore. You never would’ve guessed you’d kiss your best friend. Again. And you never would’ve guessed you’d… enjoy it. Again.
That’s when you suddenly back away, realizing what you just did. You glanced over to where the other guy was still standing. Hyungwon reacted withing seconds, turning around to him while he still held you in his arm. He pulled you flush against his body, tilting his head while he studied the other one’s expression.
“Next time don’t be late if you have a beautiful girl waiting for you”, your best friend said, grinning mischievously. That’s when the other one disappeared without saying a word.
Thank god, he was gone! But you had a whole other problem now, standing right in front of you, looking at you with widened eyes. 
“Did you just kiss me?”
“I’m sorry. I panicked, okay?”, you said breathlessly before he could’ve said something more. Your cheeks turned red in embarrassment and you had to look away. What the hell did you just do?
You expected him to laugh at you, but he remained to stay quiet. For a second you thought you’d screwed it up, but all of a sudden his expression got softer again as he lightly smirked at you. “Did you at least enjoy it?”
You blushed even more while you still couldn’t look at him. “No.”
He chuckled while he grabbed his drink to empty it at one gulp. “Oh, I think you did”, he said, teasing you a little more than necessary. “Let’s get outa here and eat some ice cream or something.”
***
Later that evening you two were lying on your couch with lots of chocolate ice cream, all cuddled up, not even thinking about that stupid kiss anymore. Things didn’t need to get complicated all over again and you’re glad you managed to handle it somehow. Your friendship probably wouldn’t survive another of your sudden-like emotional outbursts. It was a miracle it did the first time, though. 
You remembered how everything seemed to fall apart about a year ago. Somehow things got a lot more complicated as you persuade yourself of falling for your best friend. You acted all weird until he asked you what was going on. Within the blink of an eye, you kissed him. Just like you did today. Things got weird afterward, but you never spoke about it and tried to move on. Just like you did today.
So much for not thinking about the godforsaken kiss anymore. You snorted silently, shaking your head annoyed of yourself. 
“Is something wrong?”, you heard him ask, so you shook your head once more, this time much faster.
“I just need more ice cream.” That’s when you stood up, glad about the fact you gained some distance. Somehow you fooled yourself once more, feeling some strange tingling in your belly while you’re looking at him. You needed to get away from him as soon as possible. 
Standing in the kitchen you gave yourself a moment to breathe deeply and recollect yourself. Something’s totally getting out of control and once more you had no idea how things could go that wrong. 
“Y/N?” You heard him entering the kitchen, but you weren’t able to respond properly. “What’s wrong?”, he asked again, this time much more concerned than before. 
“Nothing”, you replied, trying to grin cheekily, even though you should’ve known you couldn’t deceive him. He was your best friend after all.
He still was looking at you in some strange kind of way and the first time in forever there was this awkward silence between the two of you. Hyungwon sighed while he made his way to you just to stop right in front of you. “Are you sure? Do I need to worry about anything?”
You looked up at him, lightly shaking your head and not blinking one time. You just stared at him, still trying to regain control of your spinning emotions. Somehow you felt some kind of tension between the two of you but you weren’t sure if you just imagined this either.
“I’m just… super tired, you know? Maybe you should go home now!?”, you said, even though it sounded like a question. 
“Yeah. Maybe.”
He sighed again in order to put his well-known smile back on. “Well, good night then. See you tomorrow." 
You tried to return that smile but didn’t know if you succeded. But he left anyway, leaving you behind with all your confusing emotions. 
***
In the next few days, you find yourself avoiding Hyungwon and acting very weird when you replied to his messages as short as possible. He’d called you a few times but you didn’t answer any of his calls just to apologize for being super busy at the moment. 
You refused to believe, what you had already subconsciously realized. There was no way everything started all over again. It just couldn’t be.
Why the hell did you have that brilliant idea to kiss him after all? That was by far the dumbest decision to ever make and you brainiac did it anyways. Deep down you knew you shouldn’t have done this, but you had no time to think straight in this godforsaken moment. But at what cost?
Your phone rang again, making you twitch in your chair and you sighed heavily, turning it around so you wouldn’t have to see the face of him over and over again. You mentally smacked yourself for acting this stupid, but you just couldn’t help yourself. Who would’ve guessed your long time forgotten feelings for Hyungwon would rise in the pit of your stomach all over again? You were so sure you’d buried those stupid butterflies as deep as possible, promising yourself you’d never allow them to ever come back again. 
But they did. 
So you tried to distract yourself by working way too much, watching some tv, playing stupid games on your phone or listening to some music, as long as the song wasn’t about love. 
But this evening you couldn’t dodge him any longer, because he’d decided to pick you up from work. 
"What are you doing here, Hyungwon?”, you asked with a deep-drawn sigh, walking past him. 
“Why are you avoiding me?”
You didn’t respond as you tried to dodge his worried gaze. Why the hell did he have to look at you like this? It made everything even worse for you. 
“I’m not.”
“Yes, you are. You’re not answering any of my calls and you act so super weird when you text me. If you text me at all.” He grabbed your arm to hold you back, but you shook it off. “Don’t try to fool me. We’re best friends, remember? I know when something’s wrong with you. I can feel it. And I’m not blind either.”
“Just skip it, okay? I’m fine!" 
You went one step further just to stop again. "But I’m not.”
Slowly you turned around to look at him for the first time that evening. 
“We can’t keep doing this, Y/N!" 
"What do you mean?”, you asked, making a few steps towards him. You felt a stinging pain inside your chest, right where your heart was. 
“This is wrecking my heart! I don’t want to ruin our friendship, but I don’t want to pretend as if everything’s okay anymore. Because it isn’t. It isn’t since you’ve kissed me the first time. Why the hell did you do this, Y/N?”, he babbled, without thinking about it. He was so tired of pretending as if you were just friends. You were for the longest time, but things have changed drastically. 
“I-i don’t k-know…”
“You do know. And so do I.”
It felt as if your heart would leap out of your chest. Yes, you knew. And the fact that he knew as well terrified you. But you couldn’t let this happen anyway. You did not want to take that risk at all. You just couldn’t. 
“And the other day…” He paused, considering what to say. “I know we were trying to get him jealous, but you got me jealous instead”, he said, his voice cracking. 
Your heart was aching painfully as you heard that, knowing you’d obviously hurt him deeply. That was the last thing you wanted. 
“Say something, Y/N, anything. Please.”
“I love you.”
You haven’t thought this through, those three words had left your mouth before even realizing it. But now it was said and you strangely didn’t regret saying it. Somehow it felt liberating to finally admit it. Not only to him but yourself as well. 
“Wait, wait. Say that again. Please.” He moves forward just to stop right in front of you. He was just as close as he was in your kitchen the other night. But this time it wasn’t awkward. Like, not at all. 
“I-i love you, Hyungwon. I tried to fight this, but I just can’t. And I don’t want to anymore. Maybe I lost my mind, maybe I’m ruining everything by saying it, but it’s the truth.” A single tear ran down your cheek, without you noticing it, this all was way too much to handle.
With one quick movement, he overcame the last distance as his lips crashed on yours just to send you straight to heaven. It hasn’t been the first time you kissed, apparently, but it was the first time he kissed you. His hands cupped your face, holding it in place while he kissed you that eagerly, it took your breath away. 
Your fingers clung on to his jacket so tight, it almost hurt. Your heart was throbbing painfully, but it was a sweet pain and you never wanted to miss this feeling again. 
Finally, after all this time, he was yours and you were his. 
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ac3has6l00d · 5 years ago
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Shit my band director has said
I have been keeping track of a bunch of the funny shit my Band Director has been saying to us since like, halfway though the school year-last year. Here is what I have so far. If it is in reference to a person, I will put their instrument and if It's a song I'll put the song (if I remember it). He is referred to as Barr (an ironic last name). Also don't clock me for spelling I'm not meant to have my phone out during band and yet here we are.
-Highlighter of a thousand suns
-YESSS, Cole (a french horn player) no, BUT YESSSSS
-Dee dee, I'm part of a drum set
-He dead, but a surprise ending
-Haha, I am the sailor, you fell in love with
-Santas Depressed (Minor Alterations)
-Though the woodwinds I heard the buuuRR
-It's the best of all possible worlds, and then they get invaded (Candid Suit)
-harcan back to the yesterday of your, when we had counting issues
-horns, a little more, yes, I am sure
-let it ring
-no, no *disgusted face* no
-do it again!
-can I hit you with some scary knowledge
-this is good enough, thanks, this is never wrong (talking about Dr. Beat)
-the raseing of the prevorial oooohs
-goodjob Joel (a trumpet player), you rythemmaster you
-i can say this because I am one and I'm raising a girl, but boys are weird
-Alright, Angelic fruity boy (in reference to a trumpet player)
-Horns... the heroes instrument
-i actually didn't hear you at all
-did they take your triangle?
-Right notes are also important
- Teacups? It's a small world? *Ian (a french horn player)- Mt. Everest* You got sasquatch on the brain?
-morse code people
-a shade under the tempo
-woofie woofie woofie all the way around
-That isn't our Forté in the horn section to play lightly (He played french horn)
-can I get a rallintado amen
-tess (flut/piccolo player), Jordan (percussionist) - Jordan tess, Piccolo tambourine, - tambourine Piccolo
- we have plenty loud in this piece, enjoy the soft
-thats when they get invaded (Candid Suit)
-thanks trumpets... yah yeah yeahh
-flute hanger-oner
-Bold, Underlined, and in all caps
-music land
- *impersonates Kristin chenoweth* (Candid Suit)
- coming in from the basement
-were you trying to roast me? i will defend myself
-all a Twitter about arby's or something I dunno
-that was also a bold, all caps email
-unicon has a limp
-where have you been all my tambourine life
-can we agree on right notes then?
-melody melody melody, finnaly finnaly finnaly (trombones getting the melody)
-slip the surely bonds of earth
-ah please, decapitate all the invaders
-good for you... breaking norms
-christmas arrived early for you but not for anybody else
-ill write you an invitation next time
- but shut up
-stare out the window
-you may be alright young man
-seniors is theirs enough of an amen? (Chosing to Play Angel's in the Arcatectur by Frank ticheli)
-if I see that guy in a dark allyway...  I'll play him a recording of Angel's in the arcatectur (To they Guy that gave us a bad score on our MPA)
-whah whah what is like a bad joke on the trombone
-gone fishing be back in a hour 
-im just music roasting you
-i dont like this key HAAAAAAHHHH
-empty that spit
- everyone is still standing, so that's good
- im monolouging, you get that input later
- that's a really anticlimactic chord trumpets
-three f's. And your all thinking rainbows and unicorns
-Joels (a trumpet player) paying attention
- twirling the wherlys (tubes at the beginning and end of AitA)
-i dont mess with my post-its
-dropped mute isn't apart of my score
-i wanna see fire coming from your nostrils... like GOT IT
- it's muddy but we're getting there
-alive and well
-i would expect guys from he middle school band .... that's the only roast I have
-rob (a percussionist), we need to do spinning practice
-the devils intervals
-we can end on an amen
-it's like a great dane with crippling anxiety, its scared of everything. So what do you do, you put it on a treadmill and start popping balloons around it... this is training
-if I cant trust you then give it back to me.
-it's about me not you, me not you.
-for trombones, not toilets
-im going to let the trombones use their new toys (some trombones got plunger mutes (I was not one if them, Bass trombone life, bro))
-like... poof
-the devil in band
- satan himself... in the form of your phone
-welcome to band
-it's kinda hard, if you havent noticed.
-please hold for your next representative
- you are playing the elevator muzak version
-some of you are counting... and some of you play the alto. Sax (actual shade ngl)
-the best bond song from one of the stupidest bond movie (this nerd had us playing James Bond music at the end of the school year)
-jordan, finally, a use for your whistling.
-the first thing ella (his daughter) said to me, was flower
-impeckable german
-im going to save you all from this and mute it
- for those of you unitallans
- they chuck 'em
- bread and butter band keys
-there is no humor in marching band
- the fads you kids are into these days.
- our boiiis
- instrament of mass destruction
-ahoy mates
-is there a pre malone
-the newest version of mac... high Ciara (a chick in my Music Production Class)
-your in your pre stages
-thats a great beat son
-were on a bus my child
-if you don't music speak
-where is the beat, I am trying to adjust accordingly
-Ich Bin confused
- if you use the word angelic I will come back there (One of the Horns said it as a joke)
-it's like the piccolo of the percussion section
-mr. Barr is now in his office
-boys, why and no
-why are you whistling Hawaii 5.0?
- yeah, I need a highhat to subdivide too
-we got new old bessy back there (about the new bass drum frame since the old frame broke during the MB season)
-oh I've used dumpsterfire, I've seen quite a few in my day
-dumpsterfire? (I used it and he picked up on it)
-you went even alive, why am I telling you?
-do I sound hip?
-thats the right answer
-if I don't do that to yours, it doesn't mean you are not a great person
-you found 8th position (I'm pretty sure this was him talking to me about bass trombone stuff)
-i see what I did there
- don't get old, you wake up and then you can't feel your leg.
-the sparks were there but it's not raging yet
-long live the king
-i will brb
-thats annoying
-its quitten time y'all
-Barb Peterson (Our lovely Colour Gaurd instucter) Hotline
- please escort this out, I hate it
- is Seth's (Clarinet and Pit) head one of those two way mirrors?
-that's incredable seth
-should I not make spinal tap references?
-nevermind a reference I will put away for this class.
-i now live in fear of that.
-this is bumpen
-im having some real memory issues.
-death star trench run
-think the towel, be the towel
-dont poke the barr
-my wife watches garbage tv when I'm not there
-the most dramatic little people show
-soundtrack, moving on
-twiggles (there is a teacher with the last name of Twig)
-saf to say
-i like you, but not that much
-im going to give you the confused dog look
-this is not open roast time
-zing
-i love how it creeped into your subconscious
-nooooohhoo
-what a quick roast of me annie (a very, very, very good clarinetist)
-it's like the end of the commercial where they add all the legal stuff.
- the flex tape tape
-am I going to have to sound really aloof and do commercials
-i love how you are all responsive
-let me finish!
-don't juule
-i have my box o' toys (MTP we were recording sounds for a project so he pulled out a bunch of percussion stuff)
- if i squint I can hear the right thing
-I feel like hot garbage
-if only we lived in the information age
-were hitting the gym annie... I don't know what that means
-the gong is in the room
-i blew up the death star
-25% of people who conduct this come down with this crazy illness
-your like the studio aduiance for like QVC, "what do you do?" "SCRATCH IT OUT!"
-i dont understand your generation
-youve poisoned me. I hope you are happy
-weight not wait
-oh wow
-shut up
-you just lead your sled into a ditch (Midnight sleighride)
-i love his vocal signature, like "I did this song and I'm jason derulo"
-the power of pan
-wait, what's tic-toc
-shut it
-its like a hippo with Ballarina shoes on
-it's thick with a whole bunch of K
-im trying to throw him a gong bone
-Trombasusaphoneabone
Yeah I have no clue if he knows he is saying that stuff
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mcnstros · 5 years ago
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Star Christmas thing for soremisa 👀
send me a ✵ + a ship and i’ll tell you who does what at christmas!
    1) who spends hours putting up lights only to get tangled in them and storm off?
sorun of course! rem would help but she’s too busy losing it at them getting frustrated with and getting tangled in the lights. they get them tangled in their horns very easily but misa finds that adorable and even plugs in the string of lights and goes “ look! sochi can be our christmas tree instead! “
    2) who accidentally eats a whole box of christmas chocolates in one sitting?
sorun tbh. they’ve developed a sweet tooth during their time on earth. they apologize by baking cookies for her though!
    3) who insists on watching the cheesey hallmark christmas movies?
misa, of course. they’re not really sorun’s thing but they’ll happily curl up on the couch with her and rem and watch them together.
    4) who insists on playing nothing but michael buble in the few days running up to christmas?
i don’t really know if misa or rem like his music? but instead of that, sorun just makes a huge compilation of christmas music and plays it closer to christmas rather than all month long
    5) who gets their presents wrapped at the mall so the other cant go snooping
misa! “ no peeking, sochi. “ she probably hides them very well until they get the christmas tree up so they can put all the presents under it. sorun shops at a different time than misa to find gifts for her and rem so they can wrap them when they’re alone and stick them under the tree
    6) who insists on making snow angels?
probably misa! sorun would make a few most likely, maybe have a snowball fight with her and rem, too. they probably buy a sled and the three can go sledding together!
    7) who put christmas outfits on all the pets?
probably misa sjajdf
    8) do they go to family’s or have a quiet day in?
aside from their fellow demons, sorun doesn’t have family, so they would most likely suggest a quiet day in. if misa wants to visit family (or invite family over!), though, sorun might be a little hesitant (bc, y’know, they’re a demon kasdjdf) but they’ll eventually agree to it bc they would like to see her family. sorun is fine with whatever makes misa and rem happy uwu
    9) who insists on wearing matching ugly christmas jumpers?
sorun! they love ugly christmas sweaters. they buy three of all they can get their hands on so the three of them can have matching sweaters
    10) who waits up until midnight to give the other their present?
all of them of course!
    11) who insists on hand-made presents only one year?
they’re not sure what misa or rem would like that they could make with their hands, but that just means they’ll buy them practical things or things they’ve had their eyes on whenever they go shopping
    12) who puts mistletoe on every door frame?
misa! rem helps her put them up there and sorun gives them both kisses under the mistletoe :3
    13) who gets too drunk at the work christmas party and has to be picked up at 9:15pm?
maybe misa? she stays with coworkers or friends after a shoot and sorun drives there to pick her up
    14) who gets angry and almost tells kids that santa isnt real?
sorun, definitely. they know misa would get upset if they told them that, though, so they bite their tongue and waits til the kid(s) is/are older and learn it on their own or they have to tell them together
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zutarawasrobbed · 6 years ago
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Accidental Exchange (Zutara Week 2018 Day 2: Letters) Full Mature Version
Rating: M/E  ff.net AO3
Summary: writing letters seems to be the only thing that Katara can do to pass the time while her husband is away. Feeling stuck and more lonely than ever, Katara finds herself writing more and more letters to a certain fire lord. There is just one problem. She never sends them…save for one day when Aang sees a letter Addressed to Zuko and sends it. when Katara receives a letter back, it is nothing like she expects… For either of them.
There are days when life seems hopeless and meaningless. For Katara those days have become more and more frequent with little room for happiness. After she got married she assumed her life would be filled with more meaning and a new mission in life. How wrong she was. Three years into her marriage to Aang, she feels lost and as if a piece of herself is missing. 
It’s not as if she doesn't try to convey her feelings to her husband. It’s just that when he is around, time is mostly spent on discussing his troubles and what struggles he’s facing, rather than hers. so many times has she tried to tell him that she craves the life of when they were teenagers, the days when they would fly anywhere they wanted at any time. How she longs to feel a sense of importance once again. However, she never tells him of these feelings, especially the ones of her slowly shattering heart, for deep down she knows that if she were to lose him, she would lose the last bit of importance she has left.
  So, instead of keeping it all inside, she decides that it would be therapeutic to write it down. At first the writings are short and barely take up a page. But, as time goes on, she finds that one page, turns to pages, and pages turn to scrolls. By the end of the first scroll her writings become almost automatic like a routine. By the time she finishes the second scroll, she finds herself mindlessly writing whatever she can think of at the moment and doesn't take a second look. However, it’s when she reaches the 3rd scroll of complaints that she knows something’s wrong. 
It should’ve been obvious, the last time they were intimate was 4 months ago, and he was around for 2 of those 4 months. Once she reviews the content of her writings, she realizes that over time, the complains have become those of sexual frustration rather than just the communication aspect of her relationship. But, once, she reads her second scroll she realizes she started to address each complaint to a different person from their old Gang.
The first letter she finds she wrote to her brother Sokka sating
Dear Sokka,
I know it has been some time since we last spoke and I would be lying if I said I have been simply too busy to respond or dictate a message to you, but that would be a lie. In fact that could never be further from the truth. If I were to tell you just how many responsibilities I have been gifted with. It would only be that of looking after the home when Aang is away to attend his meetings. 
In all honesty, I have grown tired and sad. I long for the days you and I would spend penguin sledding back in the south pole. I long for a sense of pride, a sense of freedom. Truth be told I no longer see myself as who I used to be and I wish to feel that way again. I pray that one day I will come back to myself.
Until then, 
Katara
Upon reading the final paragraph of the letters, she finds her eyes blurring, and realizes that she is crying. The person who wrote this certainly, couldn't have been her. There is no way she is that unhappy. Right? Then again… No 23 year old should feeling unhappy at all, let alone have marriage problems.
Days past until she finds enough courage to look to her second scroll again. She looks at the second letter, it’s addressed to Toph.
Dear Toph, 
I know you must be wondering why I bother to write to you, knowing fully well that you are unable to read. However, I feel that you are the only person I can ever tell this to. I feel weak. I find myself slowly losing my will to continue pretending. I no longer look in the mirror and see the brave water bender I used to be. She feels so far gone, it is as if she is a distant memory. 
Reading, or hearing in your case, this I know you must be rolling your eyes. But it’s true I no longer bother even trying to attempt training. And Aang says it’s probably for the best. For once we start having children I won’t have enough time to focus on bending anyhow. However when he brings up the idea of children he only ever talks about the prospect of air bending children. What if I cant give him what he wants? what if I become a failure in that regard as well?
Much love,
Katara
Katara reading over the words cause her face to fall along with her tears. How could she not have realized these feelings within her? How has she been able to live like this for so long? Ho-
Her thoughts are interrupted upon seeing a letter addressed to Zuko…
Dearest, Zuko,
I hear a congratulations are in order. You are a married man now and I hope that your marriage brings you much happiness as opposed to the one I currently reside in. In all honesty I’m not sure why I am even writing this letter, but I feel that there are few who can understand what I am going through, and while you may not be experiencing what I am, I know you will do your best to understand. 
Zuko, I’m lonely. Day in and day out, I find myself realizing that the prospect of children is something becoming more and more prevalent in my relationship and, I can't help but realize that, I don't want children… Not with him. there are many things that lead me to come to a decision on the matter. So I will tell you in hopes that you can give me some advice on the matter. 
For starters, I feel as though bringing a child into this world, his child would only lead me further down this road of sadness. Secondly, I have come to realize that I have already been a mother, just not to children, but to my husband. And if I am to raise a child, I wish it to be with a partner, not a responsibility. And lastly, for one to create a child, sex must be involved, and given that he hasn't touched me in weeks, it is safe to say that creating a child would not be possible.
My final reason brings me to my final point of sadness. Am I not good enough? Do I no longer appeal to him as a woman? What have I done wrong to make him so repulsed that he won't dare touch me? Am I a failure of a woman?
Your dear friend,
Katara
Shocked beyond belief of the contents of this particular letter, Katara drops the scroll with a gasp. How could she? Could she really be so desperate for contact that she asked her dear friend whether or not she was fuckable? She knows she’s no longer the cute petite woman she used to be. But was she so insecure she had to ask a man who hasn't seen her since his coronation as Fire Lord if she looked good? Not to mention this letter was written almost three months ago, what other things has she written to her dear friends? What else has she written to Zuko. 
Upon asking herself about the fire lord in particular, She feels the familiar tingling feeling within her stomach and lets out an involuntary moan. Did she really just moan to the thought of her close friend? 
She, wont lie, it’s not like she hasn’t thought about Zuko in more than friendly terms before. But never before has her body reacted this way. Is she really that needy? It isn’t until she feels a strange wetness coming from her lower bindings that she realizes that question was being answered for her. Instinctively, she heads to her room.
The room is  all but empty save for two compartments for their clothing on the left a bed in the center lit by the window to the right of the bed. feeling the familiar sensation arise once again she brings herself to the edge of the bed she shares with her husband, she She knows this is wrong, but she has been waiting for four months, four months, for some kind of release. If this is the only way she can find any, so be it. 
Another two months go by, and she finds that pleasuring herself to thoughts of her fire bending friend has become a normal part of her life. Like her letters (she knows scrolls wouldn't be the appropriate term to call them anymore), losing herself to fantasies of being taken by the fire bender becomes a common occurrence. However, the fantasies are not the only thing that becomes new in her life. 
After her first experience of self pleasure featuring the fire lord, she find herself continuing to write letters to him, but there is one time in which she writes a letter to him that is not as innocent as the ones before… Definitely not as innocent as before. This particular letter never makes it to a scroll, but in an envelope addressed to him. She knows that she will never send it. But the thrill of knowing that it is possible to do so, makes her feel empowered.
Its been four months since he has been home, longer than any other time before. But Aang knows he’s lucky to have someone loyal like Katara to wait for him. Yet he also knows he’s guilty. He enters their home and notices that his wife is preparing dinner for homecoming tonight, and decides to settle down in their bedroom. 
Upon entering his room, he notices an envelope on her dresser and sees that is it addressed to Zuko. Realizing that she must have forgotten to send it, he walks outside of their home to their carrier bird and sends it off the the fire nation. Aang is certain his wife will thank him later once she gets a response from their dear friend.
Days are boring in the fire nation. Not only does Zuko have to attend meetings after meetings, day in and day out. But once he is ready to retire to his chambers, Mai is waiting to complain about any little thing that she thinks to bring up. Agni forgive he ever have a hard day.  For Agni’s sake the most she has been asked to do it sit on the throne. It’s not like he hasn't asked former help, but after the first three times he asks to help him make a decision, she says it’s his job not hers to make important decisions. It’s gotten to the point that she no longer even tries to sleep in the same room as him anymore, and at this point, he doesn't even care enough to say anything about it. 
He enters his next meeting with his counsel but before sitting he sees a letter is waiting on his seat at the edge of the table. That’s strange, I haven't been given a letter in over a year from anyone in particular. He thinks to himself. 
But upon inspecting the handwriting, he recognizes it immediately and tears it open with haste. Taking a sip of tea he beings to read. But after reading the first sentence he almost chokes on his tea.
My lovely, Zuko,
Night after night I find myself thinking of you in a not so innocent light. I miss being touched. And when I do find time to please myself, I find my thoughts wandering to you. This very moment I can imagine you grabbing me by my shoulders and nipping the skin underneath my ear. All the while whispering how you are going to make me feel pleasure that no one has ever known. All the while you are pressing your arousal deliciously against me.
I can imagine you ripping off my lower wrappings and then taking me from behind on my dresser all the while you pull my hair and kiss along my spine. I can feel you driving into me with such a blinding force. Relentlessly, thrusting yourself into me. All the while I beg for you to give me my release. And while I do, I can hear myself screaming your name like all those times I have been brought to brink pleasuring myself.
Your lovely,
Katara
Zuko sits shocked- no shocked would be the understatement of the decade, to explain how he was feeling. For one, he is hard, (painfully so). In fact, if not for the fact that he was in a room full of old men, he probably would have cum right then and there. But that was besides the point. How could innocent Katara (who he had to admit drove his little teenage mind wild from time to time) write this? It has to be a mistake right? Then again, how could it be? She literally said his name- screamed it in her writing… Fuck!
Zuko decided to cut his meeting short, much to the confusion of the counsel members,  and run to his chambers. His room was a vibrant red walls covered in gold decorations and paintings from his coronation to one of his recent wedding. The room was large to say the least. the bed itself was made to fit 7 people, at least. His bed was draped with red sheer curtains and decorated with red and gold pillows along with a burgundy comforter and a red pillow with gold swirls in in the middle for the finishing touch. his drawers sat beside each other on each side of his bed. all the while a path of red drapes would lead him to his closet. which was another room in itself, if he was honest. The closet would then have a secret trap door where his armor and former blue spirit costume lay hidden from public view. The bathroom would lie in the left corner of his bed which held a luxury bath big enough for two and two sinks ready for what was supposed to be for him and his “wife” to share. 
Entering the room Zuko quickly locked his front door and proceeded to strip himself of his clothing, as it was much too hot for clothes at this point, and began stroking his length furiously with all the images from Katara’s letter in his mind. He could see her blue eyes looking up at him while she suck her mouth onto him. He could feel the slickness of her wet folds enveloping his cock as she sank on top of his. He could hear her scream his name over and over as he grabbed her hip and started thrusting into her at a violent pace. But once he remembered the way she wrote beg, that’s what did it. He let out a loud growl and felt his seed spill onto his awaiting hand. 
Huffing, panting, trying to catch his breath from what was arguably the best orgasm he has ever felt in his life, the reality of the situation dawned on him. He, Fire Lord Zuko, just got off of the words Katara sent to him. Katara, the waterbender who would always have something to say. Katara, the same girl who he chased for months before realizing he was on the wrong side. Katara, the woman who saw good in him when no one else did. Katara, The same woman who he let touch his scar for the first time since his banishment. Katara, the first person he ever thought getting struck by lightening was worth it, if it meant she got to live another day. Katara, the first person he ever truly loved. How could he have just tarnished her honor like that? But… then again…
Before thinking about it too quickly, he grabs a quill and begins writing…
It’s been two weeks since Aang has come home, and if Katara thought things were going to finally settle down, boy was she wrong. Her husband found out that he had to go on another meeting that would last at least another month. Deciding not to hold her breath, she prepared his things quicker than she had the time before and saw him off. She didn't even feel sorrowful over the fact that he still hadn't touched her in the time he was here. Not that she was a lack for trying. Every time he kissed her good morning, she would try to deepen the kiss only to be asked when she was going to get started on breakfast. After the fourth time she gave up and came to the conclusion that she was no longer what he desired bed partner. A wife? yes. A mother? of course!  But a lover? Not anymore. 
Her sad thoughts were interrupted when the familiar call of their messenger bird arrived with a letter attached to his talon. guessing that it was meant for her husband, she quickly exited the house and unhooked the letter. Taking a glance at what she thought to be the familiar name etched into the envelope, she realized it was her name on the paper not her husbands. That’s odd. she thinks to herself as she re-enters her home and sits on her bed. 
Anxious in anticipation, Katara tears open the letter and her heart stops when realizes who the letter is from. “Zuko…”
My lovely Katara, 
I cannot begin to express my deepest thanks for your letter you sent to me. Although I must admit, I was surprised to say the least of the contents of your letter-
letter? What letter? I never sent a- 
Quickly skimming the next sentence, her heart dropped to the floor. No way! He couldn't have seen it! There’s no way… Then again… that’s when it hits her. the letter she addressed to him! She left it on her dresser! Aang must have seen it and thought he would be doing her favor by taking sending the mail out! “Fuck!” Taking a deep breath, Katara bravely peeks at the letter and dares to complete it 
My lovely Katara, 
I cannot begin to express my deepest thanks for your letter you sent to me. Although I must admit, I was surprised to say the least of the contents of your letter. No matter, I just wanted to say that I too have found myself thinking of you night after night. And i’d be lying if I said that I don't think of you more often, now that you have expressed you feel some form of attraction towards me as well. 
You have no idea how much I want to crash my lips onto yours and pin you to the floor as I tear off your clothes. You have not the slightest clue to how much I want to lick and bite your neck all the while I bring you to the edge with my fingers alone. I want to kiss down your chest to your center and feast on you till morning. I want to lick, taste and savor your flavor on my tongue until you can no longer hold back your cries of pleasure. I want to see your face as I grind my cock against you slick folds. I want to hear you scream my name as you adjust to my size and beg me to move. I want to bring you so much pleasure that you will forget your name but continue to scream mine. But most of all, I want to kiss you deeply and look into your eyes, as I bring us both to our sweet release and finish inside you. 
Yours truly, 
Zuko
Katara had to stifle a gasp as she finished reading the last line of the letter. He couldn't really mean all those things. Could he? She thought to herself. Then again, this was Zuko. Zuko, the boy who chased her and her group around the world for months until he realized he was being an asshole. Zuko, the guy who screamed about honor, yet struggled with it himself. Zuko, the man who betrayed her after she offered to heal his scar… 
But he was also,  Zuko, the man who abandoned his life at the palace to a life of rebellion for the sake of human kind. Zuko, the man who crawled on his hands and knees begging for forgiveness. Zuko, the man who not only helped but accompanied her on her journey to find her mothers killer and let her decide what the fate of that man would be. Zuko, the man who, without a second thought, ran in front of a lightening bolt meant to end her life, without ever asking for anything else in return. 
Shaking her head from these thoughts, she noticed another piece of paper slip from the envelope that read
P.S. I’m not sure if you will ever return these feelings of mine but I thought I would let you know that I don't expect anything in return. Just know, that no matter where we stand, there is always a room in the fire nation available to you. And no matter what you want to talk about, I will always be ready to listen.
-Zuko
Upon reading that note, Katara opened her dresser and looked through the scrolls. and began tearing letter by letter out of the scroll. Maybe it was time she did something for herself…
Two months passed since the first letter Katara received from Zuko arrived in her home, and it was by no means the last. After she tore apart letter by letter, she decided to send him each and every one of the letters she kept to herself, about Aang and his lack of communication, the struggles she had with finding out who she was in this marriage anymore. And in return, he responded to every single one and in order! He talked about his problems with his wife and how he truly felt as though perhaps he was asking for too much to be happy in a relationship rather than tolerated in one. Not only would they talk about their relationships, but fire nation politics as well. But with all the letters they sent. There was one Katara could never bring herself to deliver. But she made sure to keep that with her at all times in case Aang decided to send in this one as well…
Zuko never feels more alive than when he reads a letter from Katara. Her troubles are shockingly similar to his own. They both have unsatisfying marriages, and whatever Mai fails to give him, Katara gives wholeheartedly and most, if not always, more. He often finds himself seeking the advice of Katara as well as what she would do if he were in his position. And every time she blows his mind with how intelligent and thoughtful she is when it comes to any given situation. Be it trade, social issues, or international relations, it baffles him how she is seemingly perfect in every way. But that only makes his admiration for her grow stronger.
After the first month of their correspondence, his workload has been cut in half. And it all because he finally has a partner to help him deal with issues regarding the Fire Nation. Whether Katara knows it or not, she’s really the one running this nation, and she isn’t even here!  He often finds himself asking why she isn't the Fire Lord instead of him. She’s clearly smarter than he is. Not to mention the fantasies he has of her speaking to his people about policy. He knows she would be able to explain things so that all people would understand, without making the people fee that they were being talked down to. 
His fantasies are proven correct when he struggles to write a speech concerning a mining incident that occurred within one of the poorer towns. When expressing the situation to her and asking what he should do, she wastes no time in writing back a speech that he definitely used. The speech is received so well that the council start to wonder what’s causing him to become so eloquent yet personable. He can’t never reveal that it was a waterbender whom he has been secretly falling deeper and deeper in love with, with every letter she sends. However, the day after he receives her speech, he also receives a detailed tax plan that would maximize their input of funds, while also meeting the deals of the reparations the outside nations needed to rebuild after the war. If she’s done her math right, (which she always did.) By the end of next year, they would no longer be in debt, but have a surplus of funds to use at home. He only told her about the money issues last week and she solved it in only a day! The council members have been working on plans for years. And it took this woman a day.
When presenting her proposition to the council, they all look smug, expecting him to make a fool go himself. However, as soon as he finishes the proposition, all jaws are dropped and many of the financiers are scratching their heads, wondering how they didn't come up with it sooner. After the meeting, Zuko dismisses his finance department of their jobs and quickly goes to his chambers to continue writing his letters. Out of curiosity and bewilderment, he asks her how she came up with the solution, and she simply wrote,
My dearest, Zuko,
I find it quite insulting that a problem this small would need that much thought to solve it. Next time give me something more of a challenge to solve. Although I do love these puzzles you send me from time to time. 
Your dearest,
Katara
This response shocks him as he comes to the realization that she thinks these troubles he is sending her is all a game. In order to prove just how real it they are, the next letter he sends include newspaper clippings about all the crisis’s she solved. He completes the letter with a job proposition to become his chief adviser. 
A week later she accepts, and with that he sent her a gift of a fire hawk that would be able to receive and return letters three times as fast. 
The second month passes and he finds himself with more free time than he has had in his entire reign. Initially he is happy. But one meeting makes his mood grow sour.
The meeting goes as usual. That is, until Mai walks into the room and is asked to sit down and be present for the next part of their meeting. It is after a brief moment of silence, when the oldest councilmen Lu Ming, states,
“It is evident that you two have yet to produce an heir. Is there any reason for the delay? we understood that times were difficult and proceeded to put the country’s immediate needs ahead of the gradual matters. But seeing as things have calmed down, and suspiciously so, might I add. I believe I speak for all the council when I say, without and heir to the throne, we are put at risk of having to look down the line of royalty, and that leaves… Azula. Needless to say, it would be best if the two of you began the process. Sooner rather than later, and a son would be much preferable than that of a daughter. Your uncle has a special blend of tea to increase the chances of a son. I will ask him to bring it to you when you do plan on reproducing.”
Zuko’s furious, how dare this man ask him to produce a child and son? No less. The Fire Lord is very aware of Lu Ming’s stances on women in power. but he wonders how the council member would react to the fact that all decisions that have been made recently, were in fact made by a woman… A waterbending woman no less. The very thought makes him smirk. But Mai failed to see the humor and and quickly states, 
“Thank you for your concern Councilman Ming, I assure you my husband and I are taking this matter very seriously. However, you can’t force nature. It will happen when it happens.” She states with her signature stoicism.
For once Zuko is relieved to hear her speak. But he knows that it’s only a matter of time before he will need and heir. But when he does imagine a child, he sees a little girl with gold eyes like himself, but dark skin and brown hair like her mother. The very thought of this child, makes him grow defensive and angry with the councilmen for insinuating that his daughter wouldn’t be good enough to lead. If she is anything like her mother, she would be ten times the leader he is today. A hand on his shoulder brings him out of his thoughts. Pale, not dark, he thinks. But the look of his council members makes him realize that his nose is fuming with steam. But one look at the councilman is all it take to see the vision of his daughter and after that, it doesn’t take long for him to a respond. But what he says comes out differently than one might have hoped…
“Councilman Ming!” He slams his fist on the table. “How dare you insult my future daughter? If she is anything like her Mom she will be the strongest and fiercest leader this world has ever known. She will be intelligent, kind, compassionate, and determined in anything she does. She will be just like her mother. She will be just like Kat-” He stops himself. he realizes what he just said, and so do the people around him. He clears his throat. “Meeting adjourned.”
“But, my Lo-” Lu Ming interrupts.
“I said meeting adjourned!” He responds without hesitancy.
Mai looks at him with an expression he doesn’t recognize, it almost looks like sadness. But she has never shown any form of emotion before. What does this mean?
“Zuko-”
“Mai, I said meeting adjourned didn't I? That goes for you too. So go back to doing whatever pisses you off all the time and leave me out of it!”  Those words make her expression stiffen, but she quickly lets out a sigh, and lower her head.
“I know you were about to say Katara.” She whispers. “All I want to know is how long you’ve loved her.”
This shocks him. He was expecting a snarky comment, anger, hurt, anything, but this. But he owes her an answer. He owes her that much.  
“Almost nine years…” He lets out a sigh of relief. He has been holding that in for years, and he finally gets to say it out loud. 
“Where does this leave us?” She asks.
He sights, “I’m not sure…” He quickly recovers, if I don't say it now, I never will.  “Recently, i’ve been getting letters from her and I… I can't continue being in this marriage knowing that my heart will always belong to her…” He whispers, “Even if she doesn’t want me back.” Mai lets out an annoyed sigh, but smiles.
“I feel the same way.” She too lets out a sigh of relief. And Zuko looks up in shock.
“You do?” He asks with wide eyes. 
“Of course I do Zuko! we haven't been intimate since our wedding night. And I suppose that is my fault. But it has nothing to do with whether or not I want you. It’s just… I’ve always known you loved someone else. But it wasn't until after our consummation, that I realized who, you are in love with.”
“What do you mean?- How did you find out?” He asks frantically.
“Zuko.” She shakes her head and grimaces, “while you were asleep. You said and I quote ‘I love you.’”
“And that’s bad? How is tha-”
“You said, ‘I love you Katara’…”
“Oh…” he lowers his head. “So… What do you want to do?”
Mai getting straight to the point says, “I think it would be best if I left. And I think the best way to end things is by saying that I am in fact barren.”
“Mai… If you do that y-” Mai put her hand up to silence him.
“I’m aware of the risks i’m taking Zuko. But I also know that I don’t even want children to begin with. I was willing to produce an heir. That was, until I realized how much children meant to you, and just how many you desired.” she sighs. “Zuko, it’s clear I can’t be who you want me to be, and it’s probably my fault for not telling you how I feel but… it’s obvious we’re too different for one another to have a healthy relationship, and to have a child neither of us wants, would be unfair to that child…” She takes another breath. “Zuko, you deserve to have a child you want to have, with the person you want to have them with. I’ll pack up my things tonight, and I’ll leave the palace officially at the end of the month.
During the Councilors ball, I will make the announcement myself that I am regrettably unable to produce an heir. The scandal will be huge. That is until I say that I have decided that it is in the best interest of the Fire Nation that I no longer serve as Fire Lady and end my marriage to you.”
Zuko is appalled. Never, has he ever seen Mai to passionate about anything. Not to mention, this plan of her was perfect. It would allow them both to leave a marriage they don’t want, while also leaving his reputation unscathed. And it’s clear that Mai has no desire to have children, so her reputation would not be damaged either… At least in any way that mattered to her. How are women not running the world? they clearly come up with the best solutions. I didn’t even consider how to end things with Mai, let alone how to address the public. Perhaps I’ll write to Katara and ask her prepare something for me…With these thoughts circulating in his head. He makes up his mind and agrees to her plan.
Katara prepares a speech that fits well with Mai’s announcement. Zuko is sure to get Mai’s statement and send it over to Katara. He knows it is necessary to orchestrate the perfect response on his part. Along with how to ease the public’s mind about the stability of the throne.
The day is at hand and Zuko is nervous. Mai for once also looks unhinged, which does little to ease his mind. But something in the corner catches his eye and that’s when he sees Aang in the dancing hall holding something he cant quite make out at this distance. What the hell is he doing here? Katara said he was supposed to be in meetings indefinitely… But he has little time to react before Mai pushes him out in front of the crowd to greet them. Remembering what Katara wrote for the opening ceremony he calmly recites her speech.
“My dearest citizens. I am humbled to have you join us and the rest of our kingdom in our annual Councilor’s ball. It is at this time of the year, that we get to hear what we can do better as a society to make all of your lives easier and the best they can possibly be. I am joined tonight by all existing council members who have assured me that they will listen to anyone they can and that they will report to me everything that they were told. But, alas, tonight is not a night to simply talk about politics. It is also a night to rejoice and celebrate all of the achievements we have made throughout the year. All of which, would not have been possible without our beloved council.”
After an hour of dancing and performances, it’s time for the Fire Lady to make her speech. Most of the time Fire Lady’s would makes a speech about family and the importance of children in society. Knowing what Mai was about to say, made him have to stifle a chuckle at the irony. I mean technically she is going to talk about family and children so… she’s not technically breaking tradition. He thinks to himself.
“Good evening people of the Fire Nation.” Mai starts. After a deep breath and fake frown she continues. “It is with a heavy heart that I speak with you today. For what I will say may shock many. In truth, I am going to speak about children and family. Just not in the ways that it is traditionally done for a Fire lady to do so.” Zuko watches as she forces a tear to fall from her cheek and continues. “I have found out around a month ago that I am unable to have children.” She pauses for dramatic affect and everyone in the audience is a mix of gasps and shocked faces. But the council is most shocked upon hearing this. Another tear falls, and she continues once again. “What I say is true. I am Barren, and I cannot in good conscience continue being your Fire Lady knowing that children mean everything to my husband.” She takes another breath. “When we found out, I insisted I leave. But he begged me to stay and said, that it didn’t matter if we could not have children for all we needed was one another. But… Alas, I came to a decision a week ago, that I must leave, if not for our nation but for our Lord’s happiness in the future. Therefore… I am effectively removing myself from the throne and ending my marriage to our Fire Lord.” 
A collection of gasps and solemn faces filled the crowd. One of them being Aang, who was crying. Zuko couldn’t help but growl. How can he be sad over the ending of my marriage, when he treats his wife like a bedwarmer? How can he be here while his wife wonders whether or not he is good enough to be touched? Its after that thought he realizes what is in the Avatars arms, a child.
Katara sits at home awaiting the next letter from her Lord as she patiently waits to hear about how the announcement of his split with Mai went. She wont lie to herself, her heart soared when she received the letter asking for a detailed speech to follow that of the announcement of he and his wife splitting. But she couldn’t let that distract her from her job. So she looked at the assignment like all the others and did her best to keep her personal feelings out of it.
It is an hour later that she receives a letter. But what’s inside is not what she expects… 
My dearest, Katara,
I usually keep my distance and hold everything inside. But, these past three month have made me feel more alive that I have in years. I can bear it no longer, these months have been torture without you by my side. While the letters help make it feel as if you are here, I awaken to the reality that you are not. If there is anyway I can persuade you to come to me or I come to you, allow me to be gifted this knowledge as my heart aches without your words. The letters no longer come fast enough to fill the void in my soul. If you come only for a night it will be enough to satisfy me for the rest of my days. And know that if you do decide to visit, I expect nothing but your words to soothe the pain within my chest. But, if you wish to keep things as they are, I understand completely. This will be the only time I ask you to be with me. 
Love,
Zuko
Katara’s heart stopped. This couldn’t be what she thought it was. It had to be a mistake… Yet, seeing a letter with such emotion made Katara think twice. For one, he used the word “love” certainly he hadn't meant it in the way she initially thought. If so, that would complicate things. But knowing that he expected “nothing but her words” made her heart clench a little. She knows that she should be grateful, after all she is still married by all counts. But for some reason she feels a sense dread. Not only that, she felt stupid for assuming that he would ever see her in such an improper way. Sure the first letter he sent was written with every implication that she was who he wanted to share a bed with. But the more she thought about it, she remembered that Zuko was polite and probably only wrote her that letter to ease her of embarrassment. That had to be it, after all he hasn't sent a letter like that one since. Not to mention, she was sure once he saw her any improper feelings for her would vanish because once again, she doesn't look like she used to. But, with all these questions in her mind, she made up her mind and left for the Fire Nation the next morning. 
It had been a week since he poured his hear out in that letter to her and still no response. He decides its probably best to be patient. and hope her response would arrive at the latest tomorrow.  
Then again. He starts thinking to himself, was I too forward, maybe she got scared. After all she is married to the Avatar maybe she doesn't feel the same way about me like I thought. I mean, she didn't send another letter like the first one since I responded to that letter in particular. Ugh! How could I be so stu-
All thoughts stopped as he left the counsel room and saw across the hall possibly the most beautiful creature he ever laid his eyes on. The woman was tall almost to his shoulders and that was saying something as Mai never even reached that height and Mai was tall by any standards. But this woman was more than tall, her hips were the perfect width, and as she walked towards him he caught a look at her breasts, large and definitely more a handful, her slender waist only adding the the contrast of her hips to chest ratio. If he had to describe what shape her body be modeled after, he would have to say hourglass. but it was not her body that caught his attention. It was the striking blue eyes that he could pick out from anywhere. It took all of his control not to sprint down the hall and rip her blue dress off. But, with a deep breath he reminds himself, patience.
Arriving to the Fire Nation is the easy part. She reminds herself. The hard part is making herself look presentable as well as making sure she doesn't burn to death from the heat. She decides that she will wear a light blue dress that fits tightly against her frame. Because, while Aang considered it to be improper, she realizes that Aang isn't here to dictate her choices and decides to wear what she never thought she’d have a chance to. The dress is form fitting to say the least, it accents all of her “problem areas”, her breasts bulge out like cantaloupes. The halter top of the dress makes her arms looks far too muscular to be feminine. Her ass looks like a watermelon. And her hips look far to wide to be natural. Not to mention the dress has two slits on the sides that go up mid thigh, so her over muscular legs will definitely be noticeable. Being left alone with little responsibility leaves a lot of time to do other things to release excess energy, such as work out. She’ll stick out like a sore thumb. But, she sighs, at least her sandal strap heels help her to look more feminine. This dress is going to have to do. Any other dress will only leave her burning up. With one final look in the mirror, she ties her hair up in a braided bun and starts her journey towards the palace. 
Upon entering the palace, people all around her begin to stare. It’s no doubt because she looks unnatural and hideous. Every woman around her is perfectly proportionate to their weight and height. She, on the other hand, looks like a lopsided seal. 
She heard the Fire Lord would be in a meeting with his counsel until right about now, so she’s heads towards the meeting room. She knows where it is because of the time she and sokka looked around frantically for Momo high on cactus juice. 
With one final right turn she sees him. He looks as if he was sculpted by the spirits themselves. She’s pleased to see that he’s still a great deal taller than her. She has to guess around 196 cm in height. His hair had grown out and is now about halfway down his shoulders. His  sleeveless tunic hangs tightly to his chest leaving little to the imagination as to what lies beneath it. From this angle she can tell that he must spend a good amount of time training to be that fit. She also feels encouraged to see his arms are not larger than hers by any means. Aang always made her feel self conscious about her arms. stating that too much definition was unappealing for a woman who is supposed to be protected by the Avatar. It was not even like she has bulky arms to begin with! They just look scary because of their definition. But her thoughts stop as she realizes that he is staring straight at her. He has a look in his eyes she’s never seen in anyone before. And she doesn't know what to make of it. 
Zuko promises himself to be patient. But as soon as her eyes leave the ground to look at him. That’s the end of his self control. He sprints down the hall faster than he ever though possible and before she can say a words he scoops her up in his arms and sprints to his chambers. Patience be damned, I have waited too long for this and I don’t plan to wait any longer. 
He opens the door to his chambers and pins her against his door. She yelps in surprise, but he leans into her ear and says,
“How can you walk in wearing something like that, and expect me not to react this way?” He doesn't give her time to respond because the next moment his lips are on hers. he kisses her frantically and pulls her closer to his body, one hand in her hair, the other on the small of her back. She responds in kind moaning into his mouth as she grinds her hips against him while tugging at his hair. Zuko knows right then, that if he were to die right then, he would surely be happy knowing he died with this goddess in his arms. But it’s over too soon as she breaks the kiss panting.
“Wait!” Katara says trying to catch her breath
“Why?” He almost growls at her. She looks at him surprised but then relaxes her hands on his shoulders and responds meekly.
“Because… I don’t want you to do this just because you think you have to… I don't want to be someone who you feel obligated to bed because of my first letter.” 
  Zuko stares at her mouth hung open. How could she even begin, to think he was doing this out of pity. Did she not know how gorgeous she is? If anyone is getting a pity fuck it would be him. 
That’s when he remembers the letters. How she said that Aang hasn't touched her in over seven months, and how she wanted to know what she was doing wrong. He remembers how she called herself unfuckable because of how she wasn't getting any younger. He breathes out a sigh. How could anyone convince her she was unwanted? With his mind made up, he knows what he has to do.
“Katara, listen to me…” He says in a gentle tone. “You are by far the most gorgeous creature I have ever laid eyes on. Your eyes are like sapphires, plucked by the moon goddess herself.” He leans in towards her neck and whispers, “your neck is long and straight, made fit for a queen” he traces feather light kisses from her jaw to her neck and sucks on her pulse point. That action makes her mewl. In response, he bites hard but quickly licks the spot to erase any pain that may come of it, and her breath catches in her throat. He brushes feather light kisses down to her collarbone right above the beginnings of her breasts. “your breasts are a gift from the spirits themselves. They make me want to bury my face inside them and make a home within them” He gently removes her top of her dress to land gracefully around her waist. she gasps as he swiftly burns off her bindings. He takes a moment to take them in. Her mounds are round and look so soft. Her dusky nipples perking up at the sudden air they are exposed to. He instinctively licks his lips. 
“Zuko?” He looks up and sees her eyes filled with lust. And In one swift motion, he buries his face in between the valley of her breasts. and plants butterfly kisses between them. He pauses to look up at her. Her eyes look at him in confusion. He chuckles before he dives into her left breast and flicks his tongue around her left nipple first. She cries and he feels her arms wrap around his head, holding him firmly in place. 
Taking that as a sign to continue. He then surrounds her dusky nipple with his lips and sucks hard, using his teeth to test out shat she likes. Her response is a loud moan and her arms clamping tighter around his head. Apparently she likes things rough. He think to himself before picking up the pace of his sucking, biting, and movements of his tongue. This elicits a moan that makes him harder than he ever thought possible. She then removes her arms as he mimics the ministrations of his tongue with his fingers on the other breast. He continues his careful attention until he hears,
“Zuko!” She squeals.
That’s it. he picks her up by her buttocks and swing her on the edge of the bed. He is quick to remove all of his clothing, including his loincloth. He them proceeds to tower over her, as he sees her hazed eyes take in the sight of him fully nude. The expression on her face widens as her eyes reach down to his length. Her mouth gapes open at the size of his erection. He gives her a knowing smirk before he leans down and kisses her hard. 
He doesn't give her time to respond as he pries her mouth open with his tongue and tastes the inside of her mouth. He groans. He wants to know how she tastes everywhere. That final thought gives him an idea. An Idea that makes him smirk. He is quick to remove himself from her body, and slides himself to the edge of the bed. In one final swoop, rips her out of the rest of her clothing and burns her under wrappings off. And before she can say anything. He kneels in front of her center. He notices she’s completely shaven. But as he looks down toward her entrance, he holds back a groan. Oh shit! she’s so wet. He places his fingers experimentally near her hole, he hears her gasp, and he groans at how tight she is. He knows she’s self conscious, and probably hasn't ever had anyone do this for her before, so he takes one large lick and almost cums from the taste alone.  He feels her body stiffen and he knows he needs more. He roughly grabs her legs and tosses them over his shoulders and pulls her center as close as he can. Before she can protest, he dives in. He hears her screech and feels her move her hands to the length of his hair. He Growls in response. She has to be the best thing he has ever tasted in his life. She’s so sweet. He knows he being greedy, that he should slow down. But he just can’t. He can feel her legs shaking above him and her screams are like heaven.
“Oh. Fuck!” She screams, “Zuko, don’t you dare fucking stop! If you do i’ll kill you!”
He chuckles and murmurs “I don't think I could stop even if you wanted me too.” And with that she sighs and grabs his hair tighter pulling him closer to her sopping center. 
He starts to frantically lick and suck on whatever he can manage to get his lips on, he finds her clit with his teeth and when he gently sucks on it, her whole body spasms. He looks up at her and sees she is panting uncontrollably and is frantically trying to find some release. He growls against her clit. It’s the most erotic thing he has ever seen in his entire life and almost cums at the sight. Then she looks him in the eyes with a clouded look and it is at that moment he decides to continue to suck on the hard nub she oh so enjoys. 
Her response is immediate, she screams “Zuko! Zuko! Zuko!” 
With one final suck, she cums and he drinks up every lest drop of her essence all the while he pistons his tongue inside her unbelievably tight hole. She releases his hair and continues to spasm as he continues to lick her, more gently this time, knowing she just came and needs time to recover. 
As soon as she comes down from her high. Zuko lifts himself up and offers her a weak smile, before she grabs him and pulls him up and crashes her lips to his for a searing kiss. He’s shocked to find her tongue probing his mouth, and with that slight distraction, Katara flips him over so that she is on top. She doesn’t stop her assault quite yet, as she moves her lips from his to trace featherlight kisses over his scar. “Katara!” he whines, as she continues her path from his scar down to his neck, while her hands find purchase in his hair. Gently, he feels her tug his hair, and causes him to look blankly up to the ceiling. His throat exposed to her completely, her light kisses turn into hard sucks and nips, he’s sure she’s going to leave a mark come tomorrow. He groans, “Ugh. Katara. I need-”
“I know, me too. Just… let me have some fun first.” He growls as she releases his neck and starts a new path from his chest to his pelvis. He thinks he knows where she’s going with this, and his body reacts instantly. 
His cock twitches as soon as her lips kiss his tip, and he can’t help but let a moan slip from his mouth. She doesn't stop there though. Zuko watches closely as Katara continues her teasing with one experimental lick of his slit, he growls and pulls her up by her hair. 
Noting the shock and confused look on her face, he quickly flips them over and positions himself at her dripping entrance. He growls, “shit babe, you’re so fucking wet.” Staring down at her, he can see the start of a blush in her cheeks. He can't wait anymore. But he has to know that this is what she wants. With one look into her beautiful blue eyes. He sees her smile widely at him and nods. That’s all he needs, and pushes himself  inside. 
“Oh! Zuko!” She screams as he feels her arms fling themselves around his neck, one hand gripping his hair. He roars. He can feel her slick folds sucking him in tightly, and he pants, knowing that she’s going to need time to adjust. He reaches the hilt and they let out a collective sigh of relief at the feel of finally becoming one with each other. He leans in and places hungry kisses from her jaw to her pulse and starts pumping himself inside her.
Meeting every thrust, they Keep a steady pace. He sees her head thrashing from side to side. This woman has to have been made for him. Every reaction, every moan, is perfect. But, it takes all his self control not to start pounding into her like he wants to. 
“Zuko!” She moans, “faster!” he doesn't need to be told twice. He starts to pick up the pace, but that only makes his self control falter.
He pauses, knowing if he keeps going he’ll reveal to her what an animal he truly is and he can’t do that to her. Not to his soulmate. She stares at him in confusion and he trails a hind down her face and explains, “Kat… I can’t… If we keep. Ahh.” He feels her star to move against him frantically trying to continue. He growls, “if we keep up this pace. I might lose…” He pants. “Control.” 
“Then do.” She says determinedly. He pauses giving her look of warning. She huffs, “Damn it Zuko if you don't star moving in the next five seconds, I’m gon-”
He doesn't hear the rest because before she can finish the last of his self control snaps and he quickly pulls all the way out of her and she whimpers. But he is quick to reposition her legs over his left shoulder and holds them there like a vice grip. With one quick thrust, he buries himself inside her. He can hear her screams as he starts rutting into her relentlessly. There’s no way he can stop now. She asked for it. And by god is he going to deliver.  
“I told you” *pant* “that. I. Would.” *pant* “Lose. Control!” He says in time with his thrusts. He can see her trying to keep up but her body is shaking and he knows she’s close.
“Zuko! Keep going. Yes! Yes! YES!” She mewls as she finally meets his rhythm.
This woman is going to be the death of him. But he doesn't have enough time to ponder that thought. Because all the sudden, her walls start to contract around him. 
“Zuko! I’m! Im-”
“I know baby, I know.” he continues his relentless pace until he can stand it no longer
“AHH!” She screams. And that proves to be his undoing as the entire world around him turns white.
“Fuck! Katara!” he growls as he thrusts into her, prolonging her orgasm while emptying his seed inside her womb. Overly sensitive from her climax, she shakes violently beneath him. 
As they both come down from their highs, he releases her legs and uses the last bit of strength he possesses to pull out of her and roll them over so she's on top of him and cradles her to his body. After a few minutes of lying together in their afterglow, he lays them both under the covers and drifts off to sleep with his waterbender in his arms.
Katara wakes up and feels something impossibly warm against her back. As she shifts to look at the source of this heat. But cant move as she feels an impossibly strong pair of arms holding her waist to keep her in place. She almost yelps in surprise. Last night wasn’t a dream, she thinks to herself. She sighs at the knowledge that she finally found someone who wanted to touch her. but that feeling of fulfillment is short lived as the reality of the situation hits her. 
She just slept with someone. Someone who wasn't her husband, and she doesn't regret it. At all. feeling the body behind her shifts. she turns over and watches as her partners face opens his eyes. She can see the last traces of sleep leave his face, and in place a smile so big and genuine takes place. She can’t help but smile back.
“Good morning beautiful.” She hears him whisper.  
“Good morning handsome.” She sighs as he pulls her closer to his body. She feels him nuzzle her face under his chin like a purring cat. And she cant help but stifle the giggle that threatens to leave her throat.
“What’s so funny waterbender?” He feigns a pout. 
“Nothing! It’s just… Well…”
“Yes?”
“Last night was wonderful. But…” She takes a deep breath. He has to know that he doesn’t owe me anything, she continues, “I understand if this is all you wanted from me. I don’t want to be a bur-”
Before she can finish her sentence. She feels a set of lips crash onto hers and a set of hands pull her closer to the owners body. 
“Don’t ever say you’re a burden again. You hear me?” She nods wistfully still recovering from that impromptu kiss. Her mind reawakens when she hears him let out a long sigh. She watches as he rolls over on his back and she swears she hears him whisper something along the lines of “duck fit?” but doesn't dwell to hard on it. 
“Katara…” He starts, turning over to face her on his side. “I didn't want you to come here because I only wanted your body. I want your mind, heart, and soul as well…” She gasps but holds her tongue because she can tell he isn't finished yet. Watching as he takes another deep breath, he continues. “Katara, I’ve been fighting with myself for years now. Contemplating whether or not to tell you how I feel. And that was because I wasn't sure what those feelings were. But now… I’m certain.” 
Katara, lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding inside and says, “what are you trying to say?”
Looking him dead in the eyes she sees his eyes look away for a second before returning to hers with a new determination. “I’m saying, Katara, that I’m in love with you.” He says in a low voice, and continues. “And that I have been since Ba Sing Se.”
  Her mouth drops to the floor at his statement. There’s no way he could feel this way about her. He’s just saying this to make her feel less path-
“And what I guess I’m asking of you is… That you don't return to your home in the air temples. I want you to stay… Katara I want you to be mine. And I want to be yours, if you’ll have me…”
She stares in shock at his confession and decides that now is the time… Slowly she gets up and heads for the door. Taking one last look as she gets dressed, she leaves a heartbroken Fire Lord in his bed staring longingly at her.
Zuko sighs in defeat. How could he have been so stupid! Of course she wouldn't want him. She wanted to feel wanted, and now that she got what she needed, she can go back to her life with Aang.
He leans back against his pillows and realizes that they still smell like her. He hold her pillow close to him and embraces her scent. He’s about to cry when a knock on his door breaks him out of his trance. Slowly he gets up, wraps a robe around himself and angrily walks to the door. Whoever the hell is on the other side better be coming to me with a life or death situation or so help me Agni. I’m going to kill them. He opens the door violently, but what’s on the other side makes him stop dead in his tracks.
“Katara… Why-”
“I didn’t leave!” She says quickly. “I mean, I guess I did. But only so I could get this…” 
She holds out a letter to give him. He cautiously takes it. “What is this?” he asks. Only to have blush be his response. Carefully he opens it looking her in the eyes as he does. as soon as he has the paper in his hand he reads it and chokes on his words.
My Dearest, Zuko,
For the past two months of our exchange I have grown fonder and fonder of you and I fear that the longer we write to one another, the closer I am to falling completely. I can’t deny that these feelings are most likely a result of previous feelings that I never dared allow to break the surface from when we were young. I know I may be foolish or sound desperate to feel any form of love, but I want you to know that my feeling are true as I say. If love is what I have with Aang, then what I feel for you must go beyond that. For when I think of you, my heart races and my stomach clenches at the very thought of you holding me in your arms. I know you must not feel this way about me, for how could you when you have a beautiful wife whom I am sure you love and adore. Whatever the meaning behind your letters, especially the first one. I wish for you to know, I expect nothing from you, except the promise that you will not judge me for my feelings and continue to be my friend. But if for whatever reason you do feel the same, I will end my marriage with Aang and leave to be with you.
Yours forever, 
Katara
Zuko looked up from the letter to her face, his eyes filling with tears, he pulls her to him and hugs her so close to his chest, he fears that if he lets go even just a little bit, she will leave. he hears her quiet cries and pulls back to stroke her cheek.
“I just didn’t think you would ever love me as I loved you.” She sniffs, but continues, “I lied when I said I gave you all of my letters from before, but I…” She sniffs. “I just couldn't find the courage to send this one. Zuko… I love you too. I love you so much I-”
He doesn't give her time to finish her sentence and instead crashes his lips on hers and cups her face. Resting his forehead against hers he says, “I love you Katara. Please, promise me you'll never leave me again.”
She chuckles, “I promise.”
Katara looks out on the balcony as she watches two of her four children practice fire bending with their father. From this angle she can see her first born twins execute their bending forms perfectly as their brown hair flows in the wind. When they come to a stop. Katara watches as their gold eyes meet their fathers expectantly. Zuko feigns a frown and then instantly scoops up his son and daughter in his arms and twirls them around. Katara laughs shaking her head as her twins cry out to their “daddy” to “let us down.”
Katara knows her other two children are practicing their waterbending with their step great-grandfather Pakku. How she wishes it was her training her children. But, she knows, at this stage in her pregnancy it could harm her unborn child. So she acquiesces and invites her step-grandfather to train her third born Kya and youngest born Hakoda. 
Looking out at her husband as he finally lets their children go, she knows she’s been caught staring when she catches his smirk and winks right at her. She blushes but doesn't back down. She finds it amazing that after 7 years of marriage he can still make her blush. 
Looking back on their time together, she remembers after the first few days of their relationship being chaotic. The moments after she promised to stay with him, Katara swiftly wrote a letter to Aang stating that she was sorry but could no longer continue a relationship where she feels so useless and alone. Surprisingly, Aang wasn't mad. In fact, he wrote back coming clean about a drunken one night stand that lead to an unplanned pregnancy. Aang explained that most of his time away was spent with his newborn daughter and that over time it was getting harder and harder to leave her knowing that he was lying to the other woman in his life that he loved. It wasn't until after the next peace summit two weeks later when Aang arrived with Toph who was holding a baby with Airbender marks, that Katara put the pieces together as to who the mother of Aang’s child was. But she was not the only surprised face in the room, as Aang saw Katara being in the Fire Nation was unexpected. That was, until Zuko quickly stepped in and stated that he asked Katara to become his chief advisor (which wasn't technically a lie) to explain her presence at the palace. The summit meeting was awkward to say the least. Most if it consisted of Zuko giving Aang glares that Katara was sure if they had the ability to do so, would kill. The rest consisted of the Fire Lord making off hand comments about how interesting it was the Aang was in the Fire Nation so close after his last visit when he ended things publicly with Mai. Katara was confused about the statements until after the meeting when Zuko explained that he saw Aang in the capital during the councilor’s ball holding a child but though nothing of it and simply forgot to mention it to her. But on the first night after dinner, Aang felt the need to explain that the drunken one night stand was a result of an earth rumble tournament and a heavy amount of gambling and drinking. Katara quickly told him that he was forgiven but would need time to accept the reality of him being a father, and for lying to her all this time. Toph followed suit and sheepishly asked to talk to Katara alone and said how sorry she was that things turned out like this. That she never meant to hurt her, and that, that night was so crazy that she was certain it never even happened until she heard a second heartbeat the following month of that night. It is with those words Katara finally asks the name of the child and Toph responds “Amaya.”   
It is at the end of the peace summit when Aang officially announces his Split from Katara claiming the fault was his and it happened over a year ago in order to keep up appearances with the public. Since air nation wedding customs are less than official. The marriage between Aang and herself is as if it never even happened in public record. Leaving her with a clean slate and fresh start to begin her new life with Zuko.
It’s a month after the peace summit, when Zuko’s royal counsel is told of the position Katara’s held over the past few months and will continue to hold for the foreseeable future. The council is skeptical of her at first… That is until her lover revealed all the letters of their correspondence as well as the speeches and tax plan that saved their country from bankruptcy. Even with the evidence in front of them they feel skeptical about a woman joining their ranks, and an even higher one at that. For a chief advisor is only second to the Fire Lord, and upon realizing the power she has had all this time, and that Zuko trusted her with it, makes her heart swell. 
It is a month after her position is announced, that Katara makes a name for herself among the council and those who initially hated her, end up loving her. Even Lu Ming! Zuko stares at her in awe when she sees him watching her as Lu Ming sheepishly takes her hand and gracefully places a kiss a top her hand. It is six months into her position that the younger of the royal council and royal guard starts asking to court her. And it is a week after the first proposal when Zuko lays his claim on her in the form of a kiss in the middle of a meeting. It is a year into their relationship when Zuko asks Katara to meet with him in courtyard of fire lilies and Turtle-ducks. It is there where he bends down on one knee holding a stone known to the world as “dragon heart” from which the stone is forged from the breath of two dragons with the stone coloring has each side matching the colors of the two dragons scales with the center being a mix of the two. The stone itself is blue on the left and red on the right with a purple center. The stone is carved in gold with the symbols of their two nations dead center with one dragon symmetrically carved on each side of the symbols in their opposite colors of blue and red. And above it all is a moon standing above center over the entire design with the symbols of yin and yang in the center of the moon. The stone is made to be able to hang below the stone of her mothers necklace. and it is when he offers her the stone that he asks her to be his wife and partner for the rest of his life. It is when she gently lifts the stone from his hand and fastens it beneath her mothers stone that she accepts.  
It’s a week later that the counsel and public hear about the engagement and prepares to arrange the wedding within the next three months. It is one month into planning when her family comes to offer their congratulations when Zuko looks terrified for the first time in his life. It is an hour into the party when Katara finds out why and has a stern talk with her brother and father. It is minutes after her talk when Suki drags Sokka by the ear and gives him and earful before Sokka sheepishly approaches Zuko and apologizes with his tail between his legs. It is one week later when her family returns to their homes until the day of their union. It is two months into the planning when Katara falls to the ground unconscious when Zuko rushes to her side and the court grows worried. 
It is one week before the day they are supposed to be married, and Zuko has not left his fiancé’s bedside when the healers from the North pole along with her Father, Grandmother, new grandfather Pakku, brother, and his wife Suki come over when Zuko begins to panic. It is three days before the scheduled wedding when Pakku rushes to the room by Katara’s side with a smile so wide it threatened to change his facial shape, when he says everything is fine and she’s most likely just feeling ill because her body is adjusting to the change in temperature. It is two days before the wedding when she starts feeling better. It is one day before her wedding when she discovers something that will change both their lives, but decides to keep it hidden until after the ceremony.
It is on the day of their wedding when she promises herself to the man of her dreams, the love of her life, the yin to her yang, her soulmate that she will always be true and love him even after their spirits pass onto the next world when she sees her groom cry for the second time, and it is that night when she see’s him cry the third. For it was on that day when she gave him a gift. And that gift was the news of a child. 
It is two months into their marriage and three months into her pregnancy when Katara starts waking up her husband in the middle of the night with a scowl and demands he bring her the spiciest foods and he does so with a smile on his face. It is the third night of her cravings when the firebender is informed that their kitchen has used up their supply of spices for the next month when Katara storms in and demands that they get her more. It is that night when Zuko walks into their room when he sees Katara crying about how badly she feels about her outburst when Zuko consoles her and promises it will all be okay. It is two weeks after that when Katara starts waling about getting fat when Zuko explains it all for the baby and that he thinks she's especially beautiful, knowing that she is growing their child inside her. It is four months into her pregnancy when she feels her child kick for the first time. It is but seconds later that she screams for her husband to “get down here”, that Zuko rushes through the door and Katara pushes his hand on her stomach when Zuko feels his child kick for the first time and the reality of becoming father dawns on him. It is two weeks after that when Katara’s hormones start to take over when the Fire Lord and Fire Lady barely leave their chambers for the remainder of the second trimester. It is seven months into the pregnancy when an especially happy Fire Lord makes a rare appearance out of his room to barge into a meeting where he announces he loves his wife and leaves with a dopey grin on his face. It is moments after that when Lu Ming laughs and gives the rest of the council a knowing look. It is eight months into her pregnancy when Katara starts angrily waddling around the palace seeing all the dangers that her unborn child could be exposed to. It is seconds after seeing the first hazard that she calls for her husband and demands that the safety of the palace be updated to fit the needs of their child. It is two weeks after Zuko makes the request that his wife’s demands are met. It is on the fortieth week of her pregnancy when Katara feels her first contraction and Zuko passes out.   
The day of their child’s birth is the happiest and scariest of their lives. Luckily Iroh is there and gives her a special tea meant to reduce the pain. It is when she hears her daughter cry for the first time, that she feels her heart grow with a love she never knew could be so strong. It is but two minutes later when she is told to push again, that she realizes her heart is going to grow once again as she welcomes her son into the world. It is when Zuko looks into his children golden eyes and brown hair as he vows to love and cherish his children and never be like his father when he cries for the fifth time. And it is when he holds his wife’s hand as they each hold their little miracles that they name their first borns. Zutara and Iroh II. 
It is when their children turn six months old that Katara finds out that she is pregnant yet again, and it is with absolute certainty that she feels it is going to be a waterbender. It is after their children turn 7 months old when they say their first words. Zutara being “Mama”, and Iroh being “tea”. It is when the twins turn eight months old when they take their first steps and Zutara tries to push iroh out of her space when they decide it is time to give them their own cribs. It is a week after their first steps that Zutara starts crying without her brother by her side, when they decide to keep them in the same crib together. It is one hour after they reunite them when Katara sees Zutara hugging her brother close as they sleep that she feel her heart swell with hope that their next child is a girl. It is on their twins birthday when Sokka and Suki introduce the twins to the magic of sugar, and it is an hour after the discovery when Katara freezes her brother to the castle’s front gate with a sign around his neck stating “he knows what he did.” It is an hour after the “Sugar incident” when Aang and Toph announce they are expecting their second child. 
It is one month after their twins first birthday when she welcomes their third child and second daughter to the world that she feels her heart grow once again. It is when her husband introduces the twins to their new sister that Zutara tries to hug the baby. It is when Zuko and Katara watch as their new child closes her blue eyes and nuzzles her black head of hair into Katara’s arms as she nurses her when they name her Kya.
It is when Kya turns six months old when she says her first word “Daddy” when Zuko smiles for an entire week with pride while Katara slumps in their bed in defeat. It is on the twins second birthday when Aang and Toph introduce their new daughter Terra to the kids when Kya hugs her and kisses her forehead. It is an hour later when the Airbender and his wife drunkenly give the twins their first taste of spicy food when Katara and Zuko glare at the earthbender and her husband for making their children cry. It is on that same day Suki and Sokka announce they are expecting their first child. And it is after that announcement when Uncle Iroh (or grandpa, to the kids) gives them their first taste of spice reliever tea. It is a month after the twins second birthday and The day of Kya’s first when Zuko asks if they can have another child. It is four months after when she accepts. It is three months after the twins third birthday and two months after Kya’s when the next prince is born. It is when when Kya meets her brother that she smiles at the fact he has the same eyes and hair as her when she swears to be his protector. It is when the rest of the kids meet their new sibling when Kya tries to protect him from the twins, because she is worried that Zutara will try to hurt him like she does Iroh. It is two minutes after that when Iroh starts crying and Zutara hits him while telling him to be quiet, when both Kya And Katara reflexively hold the new prince away from the twins and realize Kya’s concerns were right. It is the fifth day when neither of the parents can come up with a name, when her father comes to visit. And it is three hours after he father put their new son to sleep, when they name him Hakoda II.
It is three months after Hakoda’s birth when Azula proves herself to be rehabilitated after being healed with spirit water brought from Pakku from the time Katara was thought to be ill. It is two months after her release when it is revealed that Azula has joined the Kyoshi warriors. It is three weeks after the discovery when the royal family is asked to attend former Princess Azula’s wedding. It is the following week when Azula marries Ty Lee and Kya announces she wants to marry a girl too! It is after that declaration that Zuko and Katara smile at their daughter and say that they love her no matter who she decides to love.  
It is six months after Hakoda’s birth when Zutara screams at Iroh for taking her toy and breathes fire, when they realize she is a firebender. It is one hour after that when Iroh breathes fire back when Katara glares at Zuko and makes him swear the kingdom wont burn to the ground. It is one month after the revelation when Zutara gets angry and water floods her play room when Katara stares at her child and sighs “of course” in defeat. It is an hour after that revelation when she and Zuko have a serious talk and decide to start training their children. It is when Hakoda turns eight months old and Kya turns three when his first word is spoken and that word is “Kya.” It is when Hakoda is ten months old and kya’s third birthday when he takes his first steps and uses those steps to run into Kya’s arms. It is on on Katara and Zuko’s sixth wedding anniversary and the kids are taken on vacation by their uncle Sokka and Aunt Suki along with their cousins, when her husband pounds into her like an animal and they make loud unfiltered love all night long. It is the next day, when the guards outside their doors stare off in the distance with troubled looks on their faces, when both she and her husband flush a furious red. It is that night when they repeat the previous nights activities when they realize they don't care what anyone else thinks. 
It is six months after Kya’s third birthday when she copies a bending move of her sister when it is revealed she is a water bender. It is that same day when Zuko decides it’s time for Zutara and Iroh to start weapons training. It is one hour after they start training, when Katara glares at Zuko with a shredded one of Iroh’s toys in her had when Zuko realizes it was a mistake. It is after the twins turn five when they master their elements and when their parents warn Zutara to stop beating up her bother or else they wont let her visit uncle Sokka anymore. It is shortly after Kya turns four when she masters her element and begins her weapons training. It is on Iroh’s second birthday when he first lets out a flame from a sneeze. It is when Zutara is practicing her bending of both elements in the courtyard when the sages catch her. It is one hour after the discovery when Zuko almost kills the sages for suggesting his daughter be given away for the better of the crown. It is five minutes after Katara hears about the confrontation when she nearly pierces the sages with ice daggers when the sages submit and never make a comment about her first born daughter again. It is on Hakoda’s third birthday, two months after Kya’s fifth and four months after the twins sixth when their mother announces they are going to have another sibling. It is four months after Kya’s fifth birthday when Aang’s Daughter Terra comes to visit along with her siblings when Kya and Terra hold hands for the first time. It is four months in her pregnancy, when she feels her child kick for the first time that she knows it will be a girl. It is a few moment later that she feels four feet kick her that she knows they are twins and they are both girls. 
It is the present where Katara watches as her husband walks up the steps to their room when he kneels down to her swollen stomach and whispers he loves them no matter what they are or what they become. It is but seconds after those words when Katara feels complete and thanks the spirits that she was gifted this man for a husband and partner to always stay by her side.
THE END. 
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Once Upon A December: Part 1/? (Jack Frost X Reader)
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(Warnings: Poorly edited, loose and confusing story to be seen later :D <3)
I toyed with the small white snowflake on my neck and set it down on my chest once more, looking to the ground as I gulped in fear.
"We were young back then. My older sister, my little brother, and me. I was about five years older than him, she was three years older than I, and I was only fifteen. The three of us were inseparable, even taking part in the same activities. When Lila sighed up for dance, the two of us were right behind her. When Robb joined the soccer league, Lila and I were usually living in games an hour before and after him. Even when I joined Ice-Skating, the three of us woke up early in the morning to skate on the small pound across from our property, knowing our parents would scold us if they knew we doing something dangerous like this But within a year, my life was thrown completely out of balance as my sister left for college. I know, I still have Robb, but he isn't even talking to me anymore. No one is. Even now that its been two years since she left and-" I paused, turning to my  therapist who was looking out of the window at the falling snow through the frosted window. She wasn't even listening. To think my parents pay her. All she does is prescribe me different types of Anti-Depressants because apparently I'm just to depressed to be bothered. Angry, I joined her as she looked out the window.
Children were running across the street throwing balls of pure white snow while other sledded down great hill. Meanwhile some just sat there building snowmen and igloo's. I looked at my therapist again once more, standing from my chair and leaving her in her strange daze, grabbing my backpack and skates on my way out the door.
The lake wasn't far from the therapy center. Nothing in this tiny town was. You knew everyone and everyone had a stereotype. No one likes me and I really don't understand why. I try to be nice. I try to caring. I try to be selfless. I try to be perfect. Do I have to try harder? Do I have to be flawless in order to fit in?
As children, we are constantly reminded and pushed to figure out our lives. We are told we have one chance and we cant screw it up. We are told to figure out who we are and do it quickly because if you don't, then you will be left with little to nothing. That's life today. People have really forgotten that children are merely that, kids. We aren't machines like people such as my parents seem to think. They have my seven year old brother already planning out which college he wants to go to and is saving all of his money to get there! The only time that the younger ones get off is Winter Break.
What happened to fun?!  What happened to dreams?!
My parents defiantly don't support mine. I guess I should say didn't.
Since I started skating, it has been my passion. I took classes, got private lessons, and practiced from dawn until dusk just to make it happen. My parents didn't care. Last year the dropped me out of the class and demanded I put my money to something like saving for college or an apartment. Luckily, I was still able to sign up for commotions, as they didn't cost much and I could sew my own  costumes. Easy. I didn't get caught either. That was, I mean, until my last competition. My parents freaked out at me after the competition, dragging me out of the rink as soon as I had finished my routine. Half the ride home they had spent screaming at me. The other half was spent in silence as I hid my tears and pretended to be asleep.
They left me locked in the car that night, and I left with my bag swung across my chest, cellphone in my pocket, heading straight to the lake.
Now looking across the frozen water as I tightened my laces, about to make my way over to the ice, headphones in both ear.
The first step is always the hardest when it comes to skating, especially on frozen lakes. If you aren't careful then the ice crack or breaks and you will die.
I should have tested the water.. But I just need to get it all out.. My emotions and feelings. This is the way I had always done it.
Besides. I can feel where the ice is bad. It is obviously thinner than the other and you can feel it on the blades...
Leaning back and allowing my feet to themselves around, I closed my eyes drifting off into my mind as the cold winter wind. I could paint the picture in my of the world around me, but who wants to stay in reality?
Instead, I was wrapped in the arms of a boy as he skated behind me. His presence was  warm, but still, nerves and fear settled in on the girl ahead of us with matching brown hair and eyes. The same cold, pale skin. I could feel a hand grab mine as the three of us formed a small chain. Pulling around in a circle and the boy let go of me to spin his sister around and I smiled, looking up at the blue moon in the sky.
"It's amazing what we can come up with in our minds, isn't it Y/N?"A deep accented voice asked causing me to jump and look around.
"Who....Who are you?" I asked, fear creeping up into my mind, "What do you want from me? Where are-"
"Y/N?" The boy asked, his voice music to my ears, skating over to me and grabbing my hand, "Are you okay?" I looked into his eyes for a moment , then down at the small child clutching his leg, sadness and confusion drowning in her pupils. I smiled at him slightly, blushing a bit but still shaking from fear.
"Y-Yeah... I'm fine Jack." I faked a smile, leaning into his arms, "Just cold."
Jack? Why does this sound so familiar....
"Do you want to take a break? We can go inside and-"
"No." I cut him off, looking down at the girl, getting on one knee and hugging her briefly, "I think I'm jut going to sit down for a while. You two go on ahead. I be out there with you two in a minute." Nodding, we parted as I sat in the snow and the siblings spun each other around, Jack throwing me the occasional smile making me blush. It was nice.. peaceful. That was until a migraine was sent spiraling into my head forcing me to collapse into the snow.
"Why don't you just give into your mind Y/N?" The voice returned and I stood up , shaking slightly, turning to Jack and Emma, "Isn't it so much easier here? Where you don't have to try?"
Here? That's right.. I'm just in my head revisiting this nightmare.
"Leave me alone." I snapped coldly, standing onto my feet and getting back onto the slippery ice attempting to escape my own mind. If I keep fighting, maybe he'll leave me alone? That's how it usually works. I skated towards my two friends and looked behind me as the cloud of black swarms towards me. I paused, looking at the two who coward a bit, confused, like always.
Okay.. if you look at the cloud and think hard enough Y/N... It will stop and go away and leave you alone. Closing my eyes, I thought long and hard at the cloud, opening my eyes moments later only to find it closer .
An arm grabbed me from behind, reveling Jack holding Emma up to his chest and pulling me by the shoulder away as we ran into the woods.
"Y/N we have to keep going!" Jack shouted shaking me as I panted. "It will be here any minute."
"You're.... You're not real..." I said between pants, turning away from him and I sat on a log. "Go home... Take... Take Emma home."
"What are you talking about Y/N?!" He exclaimed and I felt a figure grasp my hand, "What do you mean I'm not real?"
"Yeah Y/N.." The dark voice haunted in my head, "What are you talking about?"
Tear brimmed at my eyes as I pinched my skin.
"I need to wake up.. I need to wake up right now."
"Y/N.." Jack pleaded before he was cut out by the voice once more.
"Right now love? Can't we have some fun first?"
As if that was enough for the voice to say, a memory of the man's face was enough to put me over the edge and move away from Jack in search of Emma.... But she wasn't there....
"Emma?" I hollered, looking around, "EMMA!" A sudden panic attack hit me as I ran franticly, trying to find the child, "EMMA! EMMA WHERE ARE-"
The sky suddenly got black and out of the corner of my mind a could hear a earth shattering scream as the cloud surrounded me, blurring up my vision. The black smoke filled my lungs and I coughed uncontrollably, falling to my knees as dizziness found me.
"How long did you think you could go without me finding you Y/N?" The voice continued, laughing darkly, "You're mine once more."
*His POV*
I tapped gently on Jamie's window, waiting for the eldest Bennett child let me in. Surprisingly, it was Sophie who instead let me into the house.
She wrapped her small arms around me and I picked her up gently as she  laughed wildly.
"Hey  Snowflake," I laughed as I set her down, "Look how much you've grown in a year."
"Merry Christmas Eve Jack." She beamed up at me as she grabbed my hand pulling me out of the room and I closed the window.
"Merry Christmas eve." I returned the smile, "Where's your brother?"
"Downstairs. Trying to call the sitter." She replied, "She's never late and usually is early. We're actually a bit worried.. Do you want to see him?"
"Sure." I shrugged  as the girl rapidly ran me down the stairs screaming out to her brother who dropped the phone and ran into my embrace, nearly pushing me over.
"And look at you." I snickered as he let go, "You're going to be taller than me any day now!"
"How long do you get to stay Jack?" Jamie asked excitedly, causing his small sister to echo the action in a hyper manner. 
"Um... I don't know. Maybe an hour or two. Maybe three-"
"But Jack!" Sophie cried out, "You never come and see us!"
"Sophie he has to make it snow! He's kind of busy and has more important things to do than to babysit us when Y/N Y/LN goes missing!"
"Hey now. You know you guys are my top priority..." I trailed off as the sentence the boy had just spoke repeated into my head, memories and concern flooding into my brain, "Jamie.. Did you just say..."
"Y/N? She's the middle child in the Y/L/N family? With her two siblings? Yeah. She also teaches Sophie how to Ice-Skate for free."
"Do you know her Jack?" Little Sophie asked sweetly.
"Yes." I sighed, full of worry, "Yes I do."
"How?" Jamie asked, pulling both he and his sister on the couch.
There is no way that I'm telling them the truth, they'd fear her and she isn't like that... She's never been like that...
"Um... We were friends. She knew me.. before I guess. When I had a sister just like you," I paused, placing a hand on Sophie's, "She used to teach Emma how to skate...We were close but something happened to her and then something happened to me... It's been a while since I've seen her actually..."
"Then let's go find her!" Both of them exclaimed and I couldn't help but snicker in my worry.
"I'll go. You two need to spend time together. It's Christmas Eve!" I made up the excuse as I headed towards the door
"But we wanna spend time with you! Please J-"
"Hey... I'll be right back.. And Y/N will be back with me too. Okay? Now be good." I replied leaving the two gaping at me, confused.
Soaring up into the air creating a snowstorm from my own fear, I flew to the lake where I'd been assigned to watch the girl and I called out to her.
I know, my directions were to wait, but I couldn't anymore. She's been found... She needs to know...
"Y/N..." I called gently, letting my feet hovering above the ice as my eyes scanned the area.
There.
A pothole right there, and I don't think she fell in. I really don't think things just work like that for her.
Never have, Never will.
Rushing to the area, I picked her small, shaking body up from the hole and started to fly her back to the house when I noticed the blood soaking through her sleeve, quickly rolling it up to revel a small message.
I'm back. 
"Jack.." She moaned in her sleep, "He got me.. He hit me and he took everything and-"
"Shh... It's okay. I got you... Nothing's going to get you... Not anymore..."
"I'm so scared..."
"Don't be. Because nothing is going to touch you.. I have you again and I'm never going to let you go... Ever..."
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Bucky Barnes x Plus size reader/ The Nutcracker
-Word count: 6k+ -A/N: Bucky and Reader start out the Christmas season righttttt lol -Warnings: NSFW, foot kink, y'all already know how dirty my mouth is so lots of cussing. But mostly this is just filled with Christmas cheer lol
The Holliday season was fully upon you; somehow September had turned into October and October to November, and then November had passed in complete blur. Where the fuck was time going?
You’d always been a “Holliday” person, growing up with your big family the last few months of the year we’re always a food fueled, dizzying experience. It had grown with you to adulthood, most years you would go back home to (y/h/t), to spend time with the family but on the occasions that you we’re working, like now, you’d still make due. Decorating and cooking we’re your vices, the evidence of your obsession with Pintrest showing clearly all over the living areas of the Tower.
A large Christmas tree stood tall in the center of the commons, spun with ribbons of gold and silver. Twinkling with Christmas lights and shiny bulbs, warming up the while room. Even if the tree hadn’t turned out so stunning(which would have never happened because you were an are a god damn perfectionist) the fact that the Avengers, the group of mercenaries and superhumans had helped you decorate it would be enough.
None of them we’re really in the Christmas spirit, kind of warn out and dragged by the consistency of having to save the planet and all the stress that came with it. It had taken a little bit of convincing, on your part.
“You guys are going to help me decorate this fucking tree and stop being whiny little fuck faces right now” You had demanded, your eyes stern as you looked them over. You know they’d had a long one, but you also knew that shit like this, team bonding, was so much more important then they realized “I am so serious, you know I cant reach the top! Help me!”
And they had, of course. Not wanting to “test your wrath”, but really you think it’s because secretly they we’re each craving some kind or normalcy. Like Wanda, who hadn’t celebrated the Holiday in the few years since her twin brother had been dead. Or Vision who had never celebrated at all, you know, since he used to be a computer and all that. Nat wasn’t hard to convince, especially after she got some of the spiked hot chocolate that Clint brewed up. Tony wasn’t as much of a scrooge as you though he would be, and even though he complained that he could have easily hired someone to do this. Pepper being by his side and handing him bulbs to hang helped. Bruce went along with the motions, drunk, his glasses slipping down his nose, Thor kept insisting that Christmas was just like some Asgaardian Holiday, and earth had obviously inherited it. Steve, Sam and Bucky we’re laughing about something, something Steve had brought up about Christmas in the 40’s, with warm mugs in their hands.
Was it kind of a mismatched, odd scene to behold? Most definitely. Wanda used her powers to decorate the top of the tree that no one could reach, Steve being so gentle with the delicate, glass, ornaments. Bucky…laughing. Really laughing. His eyes near absent of the shroud they usually carried. You had watched with a happy heavy chest.
That was a few of weeks ago, and you we’re still on your kick. Everyone more or less cooperating now. By force, or course.
You were currently sat at the long, glass dining room table, the one that was littered with a mess Christmas cookies of all kinds. Bowls of frosting, containers of sprinkles. Lila and Cooper, Clint’s kids, sat on either side of you and Wanda was across the table, Nathaniel in her lap as she helped the toddler frost a gingerbread man.
They’d come in from the farmhouse for the Holidays, which meant security was locked much tighter, but it was safer there for the time being anyway.
Forcing the kids to do fun Christmas with you was easy, and to be honest, they we’re kind of starting to ware you out. You’d taken them sledding just a half an hour earlier while the cookies were baking and were sure that you we’re sporting some nice bruises from it.
“Y/N!” Lila had obviously had too much sugar, her voice was vibrating. You just chuckle, amused. You we’re going to return her to her parents with a gnarly sugar high.
“Yes Lila?”
“What if we watch some Christmas movies after this? How the Grinch Stole Christmas is my favorite. Or we could watch Home Alone. Or Mickey’s Once Upon a Christmas, or Mickeys Twice Upon a Christmas?” She rambles this fast and you try to keep the amusement off your face.
“I hate how the Grinch Stole Christmas!” Cooper protests and you shoot him a look.
“Hey, kid, that’s a classic. Even if it does make me cry, you cant diss a golden Jim Carrey movie like that” You scold him, licking a small smear of frosting off your thumb.
“It makes you cry? Why?” Lila inquires and Wanda gives me a raised eyebrow “Yeah, why, Y/N? I don’t think I’ve ever heard of any one weeping to Dr. Seuss”
“Because the who’s people reject him and make him go all hermit in the mountains and its super fu-” you catch yourself and your dirty language “Its really sad, what that does to him. It turns his heart cold. People can be really mean- they tried to make him shave!” You explain, you had been crying to that movie for decades.
“But then Cindy helps him and be’s his friend so he moves back to Who-ville and re joins society” Lila points out, her voice obvious and informational.
You try to bite your laughter, meeting eyes with the brunette across the table who seems to be doing the same, Wanda presses her mouth to Nathaniels head in an attempt to hide her smile.
“Very good observation, Li’” You praise her “You could probably go into Psychology, put me out of a job”
“Don’t go putting ideas in her head, Y/N” Clint enters the kitchen, Steve and Bucky behind him. They’d been helping Bruce with an experiment down in the lab for the larger portion of the day.
You give Bucky a small, fond smile, your eyes seeking his.
“Why Clint? We all know the amount of therapy you need, an are going to need, why not have it in the family? It’d save you a lot of money” You tease the older archer, good natured. Clint could take it as well as he could dish it, and the banter between you guys was never ending “You’d give your dad a good discount, right?” You look to Lila who just grins mischievously and says she’d give him the FAIR price.
“I think you’ve been spending too much time with Y/N. You guys give her hell today?” Clint ruffles Coop’s hair as he sits at one of the empty seats.
“They we’re actually really well behaved, Connor even saved me when I almost broke my neck on the hill out back. My hero” You give Clints eldest son praise, patting his shoulder before you stand, not noticing the way his ears blush bright red at your words.
Bucky does though and he chuckles to himself quietly.
I know the feeling, kid, he thinks as you come up to him and give his cheek a kiss, your soft lips a stark contrast to the scruff there. His large, metal hand splays across your lower back. He wants to dip it under the sweater you have on, feel the plush skin there but he resists. For the children…and because Steve had been bitching about the extreme level of PDA the two of you had been sporting lately.
“Hey guys. How was your day helping Banner? You guys hungry?” You wonder, you had been busy all day, taking the kids off of Laura’s shoulders(That woman needed a month long nap) You hadn’t seen Bucky since morning.
“Boring, really, we just made sure he didn’t blow himself and the lab up. For hours. It was like watchin’ paint dry” Bucky drones down at you with a small little side grin “A lot less fun then yours. You need to be careful with that neck of yours, sweets” You roll your eyes at the flirt in his voice.
“It wasn’t that bad, he got the research he needed done” Steve, ever optimistic shrugs “Are those crinkles? Did you bake them Y/N? Holy smokes, I haven’t had one of those in years” He goes to the table, the cavity wonderland and you chuckle and lean more against Bucky.
“Yeah I did. Your welcome” You tease before looking up at Buck. The near foot he had on you always made you feel so small. He grins as you just stare up at him wordlessly, your big y/e/c glossy with admiration and exhausted. Your cheeks rosy with frost bite from playing outside for so many hours and your hair piled into a messy bun atop your head, long, escapee tendrils loose around your face.
“I missed you today, baby” You coo, reaching up on your UGG covered tip toes, your lips pursed for a kiss. He doesn’t make you beg, he never does, pecking your lips a few times, grinning as you attempt to deepen it.
“I missed you too, pretty girl. You have a fun time with the kids?” you nuzzle at his chin with your nose as he asks.
“I did, I mean ate shit all day and I’m probably going to be sore until New Years, but it was super fun fun. That hill on the property is killer” He snorts as the sentence is broken by a couple yawns. You really do look totally worn out.
“We’ll have to check it out, you tired doll?” He shoots you a knowing look and you shake your head, he reaches his hand up to brush the loose hair away from your forehead, behind your ear. It’s so tender it makes your stomach flip. You don’t think you’ll ever get over how caring this man is towards you.
“No I’m fine. I was going to watch some Christmas movies with the kids” You protest, weakly. Accented by another yawn. “Fuck”
“Y/N, I’ve got it from here. You go take a nap and we’ll start the marathon. You can join when you aren’t half dead anymore” Clint, who had overheard you from his place at the table overhears the two of you. He’d noticed how droopy your eyes we’re when he’d first walked in.
“Yeah, Y/N, we’ll even wait for you to watch The Grinch” Lila reassures, her voice solemn as though she’s promising you world peace or that (Your favorite football team) would win the Super Bowl next year. She really is the cutest fucking thing.
“Alright, I’ll be there. Keep the hot chocolate warm for me, kay?” You smile as you link your fingers with Bucky’s and go to pass the table, heading towards the elevators.
“Promise!” Lila chirps.
“Hey” Clint stops you as you near him and you raise your brows “Thanks for keeping them entertained today. I know they can be a handful, me and Laura really appreciate it”
You smile down at him shaking your head.
“Nah, they’re really good kids… plus I’m giving them back to you with a massive sugar high so should you really be thanking me?” You hear Bucky’s chuckle behind you and Clint rolls his eyes, chuckling gruffly.
“Yeah, yeah. Go get some beauty sleep. You need it”
“Your welcome” You chime as you turn your back, pausing only for a moment “And Steve you’d better not eat all of those crinkles, they’re for everyone!”
The super solder freezes, his fifth cookie inches from his mouth and a guilty look on his face.
Bucky snorts at the expression on his best friends face and leads you out of the kitchen by your hips. You really we’re a force to be reckoned with. Five feet of sass and ass.
You guess you hadn’t really realized how tired you we’re until you entered your room; the still, cozy atmosphere made your eyelids feel like they we’re weighed down and you drag yourself to the foot of your bed and plop down- hard. Bouncing a couple times on your butt from the force before sighing dramatically and throwing your head back on top of the comforter.
Bucky watches you with an amused smile as he closes the bedroom door behind him, locking it into place and padding into the carpeted room.
“Ugh I’m going to be so sore tomorrow” You say after a large yawn, stretching your arms over your head and extending like a cat. Assessing all of the pain. Your thighs screamed in protest, your neck felt stiff. Your feet though, they pulsed with your heart beat. You sit up slowly, groaning as you go.
“Fucking Jesus, my feet are killing me” it comes out whiny-er then you’d meant for it to “I know I’m being super annoying, sorry” you add, trying not to be that girlfriend. You know? That girly, needs to be babied one.
Little do you know, that’s one of Bucky’s favorite aspects of you. Your such an independent person, you bending and needing him, really needing him, always makes his stomach churn with excitement. He comes over, and kneels down in front of you.
“What are you doing?” You inquire, looking down at his head that was almost resting on your legging sheathed knees, but figure it out shortly as he yanks on your leg until you extend it, letting him take it into his lap. He nimbly wiggles off your sheepskin boot, freeing you fuzzy sock encapsulated foot, repeating the action with the other leg. You cant tear your gaze away from him, a small smile quirks on your lips as he looks up at you, holding your foot in his big hands.
“Jeeze your toes are freezing” He hisses, he can feel the cold of your skin radiate through the sock “You said your feet hurt, I thought I’d help you put with that, sugar”
“Mmm, thank you. But come on, lets get a little more comfortable. My ass is sliding off the bed” You laugh and pull at the collar of his shirt.
After some shifting of positions, the both of you cozying into the bed, you find yourself laying back against the pillows, your lower body agled so that your feet rest in Bucky’s- who’s now leaning against the wall- lap. He’s pulled off your fuzzy socks and his hands are working on kneading the aching flesh.
You groan, the sound is fucking sinfully sensual.
“Tell me what feels good, kay? Don’t be shy. I want to make sure you feel better” He persists, pinching a certain nerve on the top of your foot with his fingers that makes you hiss. “Too rough?”
“No, it feels so good. Like orgasmic good” You reassure and he grins, all teeth.
“If you came just from me rubbing your feet darlin’ I’d be a little impressed. I’m not gonna lie”
You bark out a laugh.
“I bet your head would get so big it would throw off the earths balance” You tease. You remember that one time he’d made you cum just from toying your clit outside your panties. The man had acted like he’d invented sliced bread.
Bucky chuckles and shakes his head, muttering something that sounded like “smart ass” before focusing on his work, listing to you talk idly.
Does Bucky have a foot kink? He’d never thought so. Yeah, it was nice when a dame had pretty hands and feet, but he’d never sought it out.
He absolutely loves your feet though. They’re so soft, so taken care of. You we’re the kind of woman who pampered herself, took care of herself, and it showed. Your lovely shaped toenails we’re painted a vibrant shade of cherry red and he cant stop stealing peeks at your cute, chubby little toes.
It goes on like this for a little over a half an hour.
“Did you tell Steve to invite Sharon to dinner on Saturday?” You question him, your eyes are now screwed shut as you lounge out. Just focusing on the movement of his tender hands.
“Mmhm” Bucky nods “He said he’d make sure to do that”
“I’ll probably just text her myself. You know gramps going to forget” You sigh. Scatter brained, busy ass ‘Captain America’ would forget his head if it wasn’t connected to his body. He was the embodiment of an old man. Hence your nickname.
“Nah, I doubt it. He has a real thing for that gal. He’ll call her”
“Good! I love her. She’s so badass and nice and hot! She’ll do him some good- fuuuuuck Bucky” You moan out the last park as he focuses his attention on your Achellies tendon and ankle. He smirks at his handy work.
“You know you can stop, right? You’ve been at it for a while” You don’t want to say those words, you want him to keep massaging you forever, but your a decent person and he’s been your slave for too long.
“I’m aware” Is his simple answer, as he continues. You sit up, pushing yourself onto your elbows so you can see him.
“I’m serious, baby. When you get tired just tell me”
“How long did you massage my back after that last mission. Two hours? Three? I don’t even remember. You’re always so good to me” you scoff but he continues “You are! So stop your fussin’ and let me take care of ya’ alright?” His tone is smooth like chocolate- but firm. In that way that makes you ache. Makes you want to spread your legs wide for him. Fuck yes, daddy. You loved when he got dominate like this.
“Alright, boo” You squeak and he raises your foot to his mouth and gives the top a kiss. You cant help the surprised giggle that escapes you.
“I love your feet” He declares and you raise an eyebrow.
“That so?” You struggle. Usaully you we’re turned off when guys tried to do the whole foot worship thing with you but something about the look in Bucky’s eyes makes your breathing hard. Everything about this man just turned you on to no end.
“Yeah it is. You keep 'em so pretty. Why’s everything about you so pretty, Y/N?”
You’d never really been with a man that complimented you like Bucky did. It had taken you a while…scratch that. You were still trying to get used to it. This beautiful, Adonis like man praised you like you we’re gods fucking gift. And the hot, sincere look in his eyes backed it. He loved every inch of you. Every cellulite, pudgy inch.
“I don’t know, I’m just blessed I guess” You tease obnoxiously. You weren’t one of those insecure types. Yeah, you had dark thoughts. Everyone did. But you loved yourself. Maybe even more then he did.
He laughs, it rumbles in his chest “Thanks for sharing those blessings, doll face”
You’re almost falling asleep, his skillful hands still working on you when you feel them raising higher and higher. Up your calves, the back of your knees, your thighs, the ones that part widely so that he can slide in between them. Bucky kneads the doughy flesh of your thighs smiling as you start to squirm a little bit.
“Tell me where you hurt” his voice is barley above a whisper. It’s gravely and sexy and it has you biting your lips together. You lift your hips for him as his hands begin to circle the waist band of your leggings, his fingertips tracing the elastic. A whimper slips through the bite you still have on your bottom lip.
“What, baby? Tell me” he taunts and you would be annoyed but you’ve been massaged into a pliant pile of goo. You’d probably do anything he asked you to at this point.
“Take 'em off. Please” you plead and he nods before he slides the black material down your curvy let’s, leaving you only in a pair of high waisted, leopard print panties. He loves these ones, loves the little hot pink bow on the center.
He presses his face against your chest, against the fuzzy material of your cashmere sweater and you lace your fingers through his hair, your claw like nails scratching his scalp soothingly. He lets out a long sigh at that. You know how good that makes him feel, how much he loves it when you play with his hair.
His big hands plane up along your thighs, one of his massive palms on each side, enjoying the supplness of your flesh and you tighten them around his waist, pulling his head deeper to your chest, your fingers knotting in his hair.
Fuck. You just want him closer.
He can’t help but smirk at the neediness, luckily his face is buried in your sweater “You’re such a sweet girl, ya’ know that?”
It’s funny. That he really thinks that. You had always been sharp- bitchy. Bossy. Your opinions too big and your mouth too loud.
“Only for you” you chuckle, your hand running flat along the locks of his hair, as though your petting him. He lifts his head, so that you’re eye level.
“No, I’m serious. What you’re doing for everyone, tryin’ to make sure we celebrate the holidays the right way- it’s really good of you darlin’. I know we’re not the easiest bunch either, when it comes to things like this… Being normal and all that”
You smile. And it’s so bright and warm that he feels his chest get a little tight.
“I mean if we’re being perfectly honest, it’s not completely selfless. I’ve always loved Christmas and I love you. And I’ve never been in love during Christmas time and as cheesy as it sounds I want our first one together to be a good one. Memorable. And normal and happy. Especially since the rest of our relationship is so, like, not. I want you to bake cookies with me, and do lame advant calendars and fuck me by the fireplace. You know. Normal stuff couples do in December ” You explain in a rant, your voice shy, as you stroke his prickly cheek with your finger.
You wish you could have taken a picture of the dopey, lopsided grin that stretches over his face.
“Is that why you’ve been putting mistletoe up everywhere? Trying to get lucky by the fireplace?” Leave it to him to tease you when you’d just bared your whole soul.
“Bucky!” You whine, laughing a little as your hands come up to cover your eyes and reddining cheeks and you start to squirm under him. He’s having none of that though, he presses his jean clad hips hardly down, pinning your lower body with his.
“Hey” he coo’s, trying to pull your hands away from your face with one of his, his other arm is supporting an little of his weight so he doesn’t totally crush you.
He chuckles at your “Fuck off, James!” but manages to pry your hands away from your eyes, his face hovering right over yours. So close that every breath you inhale, you can taste the one he had just exhaled.
“I want that too, darlin’. I haven’t celebrated Christmas in close to seventy years and I’ve gotta say, even though it isn’t actually until next week- this one already tops any one I’ve ever had” he tells you sincerely.
“How?” You scoff. All you’d done was force him to decorate a tree and eat his body weight in baked goods.
“'Cause I have you, of course” he looks down at you, his azure eyes soft and dancing and you shake your head.
“You’re such a big cheese. You know that, old man?” You cup his face in your hands, pressing your lips to his searing ones before he can reply. Bucky hums happily into the kiss, especially when your hands travel down his pack and tug at the hem of his shirt. He seperstes from you, only so that he can pull it off and toss it blindly across the room, your fingers hook in his jeans and boxers and he wiggles so they’re down his ass, once there you can pull them the rest of the way down with your feet. This is what the super soldier does. He can get you naked so fast that you don’t even realize until his sucking on your nipples, your head spinning because when had he even taken off your bra?
“Bucky” you whimper as he takes the bud between his teeth and yanks at it. Like he knows you love.
He’s feeling particularly dominat today, you can tell. Your sleepy, whiny mood bringing out the cocky, alpha nature in him that lied just under the surface.
When he pulls away from your chest that was now an angry red from the attention of his stubbily face he only says two words. “Hands and knees”
That sends a shock through your system. One that seems to cause your pussy to gush and your breath to catch.
You nod eagerly pushing on his shoulder with your dainty hand so that he rolls off of you. Giving you the room you need to get on all fours. Your head is pressed into the the duvet as you rest your chest on the bed, your elbows flat as you arch harshly so that your ass is perched high on your knees. Straight in the air.
Bucky takes a moment to appreciate the curve of your back, the intense arch. The way your plump ass is raised to high for him.
He makes his behind you way on his knees, groaning at the sight, had he ever seen a more perfect ass? So round and wide. Apple shaped and goregous. The kind that brought men of this generation to their knees.
He groans as he starts to palm the cheeks, pulling them apart, slapping them together. Making you gasp everytime. His fingers slip lower, rubbing past your puckered rosebud and into the the steaming, dripping folds.
“So wet” he mutters it almost to himself as his flesh fingers delve in, two of the stretching. Testing the waters.
Your keening sighs let him know that your more then ready so he grabs himself at the base and guides himself to your slick, relishing in how your scorching juices flow over his hardness.
You can’t take it, can’t take the way he’s rubbing his cock all over you without plunging in so to reach a hand down, under you, grasping at the top of his dick and leading him so that he lines up with your hole.
“Please Buck”
That’s all it takes, his hips snap forward and he bottoms out within you quick, you can’t help the yelp that leaves your throat.
Oh shit.
How is it everytime you do doggy you forget how huge he feels in this position? Like he’s going to rip you open. You feel like you can feel him in your belly button.
You might forget, but he doesn’t. He gives your tight little snatch a moment to adjust, his metal arm caressing soothingly down your back as he slowly pulls him self back. Barley able to, with the vice like grip your walls have on him.
“God damn, you’re so tight like this” he hisses through his teeth.
“I-it’s okay. It feels so good, I want it” you reassure him. Stuttering, mind shaky. When you move, your ass pushing back into his lap responds with another fast, snap of his hips and you cry into your pillows.
Bucky is by far FAR the best sex partner you’ve ever been with. He had this ability to play two roles at once.
Like right now; he was pounding you hard into the bed, his pace unforgiving and mind numbing and yet he still had the capacity to his fingers soothingly through your hair. To tell you how goregous you were. You didn’t even know what you were saying back, you’re thoughts lust laden and drugged by how good you felt.
“I love you” you sob to him, lifting your face from the pillows so that he could hear you and he makes a sound, a needy grunt before leaning down so that his chest is pressed into your back and his hands can link with yours.
“I love you too. My beautiful girl. Fuck- you take me so well. It’s like your pussy was made for me. I’ve never- shiiiiiit. Felt anything this good before” he husks into your hair, the slapping sounds of his body crashing into yours filling the air. You gasp, trying your hardest to suck in a full breath but you can’t. Your over heated body is on overdrive. Your core screaming from the fullness.
You desperately grasp at his hands as your legs began to shake violently with everyone of his thrusts, his weight pinning you, his arms caging you.
You try to speak, to tell him how close you were but all that you can manage are little squeaks, his powerful thrusts choking you everytime.
When you cum, it’s white hot and deafening. You can’t hear the loud scream that rips from your thoat. So loud, Bucky’s metal hand covers your mouth in an attempt to quiet you because you’re not the only two on this floor. Tears well in your eyes and your whole body quakes.
“Shh, shh baby you’re okay” he reassures, his pace becoming frantic and sloppy. Like a pool stick missing its cue.
Your head is spinning and you swear, you don’t know how you haven’t fainted yet. The squelching sound of him fucking your overstimulated cunt seemed to be the only thing you can focus on.
“I’m gonna cum” he braces you and you nod numbly.
“Cum inside me. Please Bucky” you plead in a sob and that’s it. He breaks. His head burying itself in your neck as you reach back to pull at his hair. His flesh hand is gripping your shoulder, his mechanical your waist. He’s holding himself as close as possible to you as he emptied inside of you, his sack flexing as the powerful creamy spurts paint your walls.
His gasps are in your ear, his hot breath in your hair. And you’ve never felt more connected to anyone in your life.
It goes on like that for nearly a solid minute, him coming viciously. His cum filling you to the point that it leaks out because your body just can’t take all the genetically modified super soldier has to give.
When he’s finally sated, finally catching his breath he rolls off you and your lungs fill with air. Neither of you can move for a moment, both of you are just trying to find a way to reboot your systems that had just been totally fried.
He manages to form a sentance before you can.
“Are you okay, doll?”
Of course it’s to check on you, because your still face down. You can’t help the giddy bubble of laughter that leaves you as you roll over on your back.
“Oh my god- that was insane” you tell him. Your eyes are still wild. Your breasts jiggling as you suck in labored breaths and run a hand through your hair, staring at the ceiling in total awe.
He’d fucked you stupid.
“I know” he chuckles at the look of total discombobulation on your features and slides his arm under your head, pulling you closer to him, needing the skin contact. “You told me that you wanted to have my babies, ya know”
Your head snaps to his laughing, shit eating face.
“Not-ugh no I didn’t” you deny. You know there had been a minute there where your brain had turned off from the pleasure but you totally didn’t remember saying anything of the sort.
“You did. You also told me that my dick was your favorite thing in this world and you wanted to die with it inside of you”
Your cheeks burn red and you bury your face in his chest because you can tell he’s not making it up.
“Oh my god” you laugh into his collar bone.
“It’s okay, it’s cute. I like watching ’ you lose it like that” he reassures, his metal fingers swirling on your soft tummy. It’s so soothing that you know you’re going to be out like a light soon.
“Hey y/n?” Bucky calls for you, right as you’re about to drift off.
“Mmhmm?”
“Just so ya’ know, I’m game for fuckin’ you by the fire place any day”
You roll your eyes and snuggle closer to him.
-okay so I don’t know how this got so filthy? I was just writing some Christmas fluff and then one thing lead to another and all the sudden the reader is getting drilled doggy style? I don’t even know what to say lol except enjoy I guess?
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i-also-miss-our-talks · 7 years ago
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Headcannon where Davey takes you home for Christmas for the first time and you meet the whole fam (minus Les)?
Holy fuck this is long and I don’t know if its actually good but I hope you like it! Let me know if you don’t, though, and I’ll rewrite it!
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Warning: Swearing, Pretty sure that’s it
Masterlist
so Davey
sweet boy
met you the first year of college
you two were in the library at the same time to get the same book
and yadda, yadda, yadda, hugs, kisses, confessions, you two start dating
yay!
you have been dating for about two years and now it’s the holidays
yay! x 2
and unfortunately, you weren’t able to go home for christmas because it’s a lot of money and you’re a college student so you don’t have money
aw
but Davey said you could come home with him for christmas
yay! x3
so after your last exam, you pack up your stuff in Davey’s car and ride with him to his house (were gonna say it’s the 22nd for story reasons)
his house is about four hours away from the college so you guys made a playlist and belted out the songs for the whole ride
(of course Davey tried to be a show off and riff everything but holy fuck was he good at it)
by the time you guys got to his house, it was pitch black a snowing heavily
you two grab your luggage and laugh as you try not to slip on the ice running up to the door
Les is the one who answers the door and gasps
“Davey!”
he lunges at his brother for a hug but ends up throwing both of them into the snow behind him
you smile and take pictures of the brotherly reunion
then Les and Davey get up and help take the bags inside
“mom! dad! David and Y/N are here!”
you take of your shoes next to Davey’s and follow him to the kitchen where his folks are
you’ve met them before so you give them hugs and such before heading up to Daveys room
when you two got there, Davey blushed and rubbed the back of his neck
“do you wanna just share the bed?”
you smile and nod
then the next day comes because im too lazy to write the rest of the night
so the next day is the 23rd and the day before the rest of the family comes so you guys start getting stuff ready
Les and Davey set up the tree and stockings and decorate the tree
his dad goes outside to put up lights
and you and his mom bake cookies for all his family members
and you’re all wearing christmas hats because wearing christmas hats while decorating is mandatory
his mom told you stories from when Davey was little during christmas while you two mixed the batter
like one time before Les was born (they’re about nine years apart) Davey went sledding with his dad but he went down the hill too fast and basically flew down it. he ended up getting the front of the sled stuck in a snow drift and he went flying and smacked into a tree trunk and that’s the story of how Davey lost both of his front teeth
another time there was a girl he liked freshman year of high school and he wanted to get her a present so he got her this really pretty (and expensive) necklace while he was out buying a little harmonica for Les cause the little five-year-old saw a kid in a commercial playing one so he really wanted one. so Davey bought both of them and went home a wrapped them both in the same wrapping paper. But the necklace and the harmonica were both in a long rectangle box so the next day at school he accidentally gave the girl the harmonica
while the cookies were in the oven, you and his mom joined the bros in putting up other stuff around the house
you and Les went around the house to put up little stacks of presents
when you came back Davey asked you to help him put something up
you nodded, of course, and followed him
he brought you to the front door and pulled the mistletoe out from behind his back
you giggled and wrapped your arms around his neck as he lifted it above your heads
you were about to kiss Davey when his dad opened the door
Davey blushed deeply
“d-dad!”
he laughed
“sorry, Dave. but i need your help”
Davey sighed and handed you the mistletoe before grabbing his coat and boots to follow his dad outside with
you gave him a quick peck on the cheek to give him a smile before he closed the door
a few hours later, Davey came back inside shivering and covered in snow from helping outside
you helped him take his jacket and boots off and led him to the couch in the living room, cuddling next to him to warm him up
Davey wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead
you two fell asleep all cuddled up like that
aww!
cuties!
his mom snapped a photo and texted it to you after posting it on her Facebook with the hashtag #mysleepingbabies
Daveys mom is actually the real MVP
Les politely woke you two up for dinner by throwing a snowball at Daveys face
he chased Les around the house while you go with his mom to get pizza
when you come back, Davey opens the front door for you two
he takes the pizza out of your hands and shyly kisses you
you’re like “?” until he points to the mistletoe he hung above the front door
you roll your eyes but cant help and giggle at his dorkiness
Davey kisses his moms cheek too before bringing the food to the kitchen
your boy is so sweet
love him forever pls
now
the next day
christmas eve
family christmas
you got dressed in nice jeans and a cute red sweater with a santa hat to top it off
Davey matches you with jeans and a nice christmas sweater
before going downstairs, he just holds you for a bit on his bed
“Y/N, listen. my family can get…weird”
“Davey, im sure it’ll be fine”
“they’re not like mom or dad or Les. they’re…well..you’ll see. but if you ever feel like it’s too much let me know and we can just come back up here and cuddle”
you laugh and give him a quick peck
“only if you do the same”
your boyfriend nods and grabs your hand, leading you downstairs
Les is dressed nice too
and guess what?
guess
fucking
what?
Les and Davey are wearing matching sweaters
and his mom and dad are wearing matching sweaters
turns out the whole family had matching sweaters
they’re the best family tbh
then little Les hands you a present and tells you to open it
you do as you’re told and gasp because holy crap its the same sweater they’re all wearing
“you better hurry and put it on before the rest of the family gets here” their mom says
you start to tear up because oh my gosh you’re a part of their family they got you a sweater to match them oh my gosh
you quickly run upstairs and change before coming down and hugging Davey
“did you know about this?”
he nodded
“of course i did. my mom came up with it though”
then zip zap zoo the rest of the family is in the Jacobs household
we’re talking cousins, aunts, uncles, grandmas, grandpas, even grunckles and grants
its a lot of people
and they all love you
they keep teasing Davey like
“how’d you snag her you nerd?” cousin Frank
“blink twice if he paid you to date him” uncle Thomas
“why don’t ya ditch the bookworm and hang with a real man?” Race
“Race, what the hell are you doing here? get out,” Davey said and pushed him out the door
the party was great and everyone was so nice
his grandma loved your hair and how when Davey looked at you his eyes would almost sparkle. she told you that her mother told her her husbands eyes sparkled like that when they were still dating and that’s how she knew he was the one
you secretly told her later that you knew Davey was the one a year ago when he called you beautiful after your phone went off at three in the morning when he slept over in your dorm. the light from your phone screen had shown off your messy hair, gunk in the cracks of your eyes, and the slight drool crust on the corner of your lips. but Davey woke up with you and as soon as he saw you in the light, he called you beautiful. that’s why you knew he meant it
Davey’s uncle was a bit weird, though
not uncle Thomas
uncle Logan
he would just stand in the corner of the room and watch the party from afar
he never spoke unless spoken too
he had like twenty handfuls of pretzels, but half a glass of water
yeah
weirdo
kinda gave you the creeps
but anyway
Davey did get a bit jealous when a few of his cousins started hitting on you, but you just simply took him to the mistletoe every time and that seemed to make him feel better
then it was dinner time
you sat in-between Davey and Les and across from Race and Albert
“how do you keep getting into my house? get out of here!”
after chasing off Race and Albert, you ended up sitting across from his Aunt Judy and Grandma
during dinner, Davey held your hand under the table
aww
he’s so sweet
you helped Les and his mom clean the table while Davey went to go do something
you didn’t know what it was. all he told you was that it was “a family tradition”
so you didn’t ask questions
after dishes, you followed Les to Davey where he sat at a piano
(holy crap this is getting long. i’ll try to speed things up)
you sat next to Davey on the bench and smiled as he began to play classic christmas songs
his whole family sang together in pretty much perfect harmony and you were just amazed
like wow not only is Davey the most amazing singer ever but he comes from a family of amazing singers like wtf i don’t think that’s fair
but yeah
so after all the songs, everything was calming down when everyone gathered around the tree to open presents
everyone apologized that they didn’t get you a gift cause they didn’t know you were coming, but you said it was fine and helped Davey open his
afterwards, Davey took you to his room while everyone messed with their new gifts
he sat with you on his bed and pulled out a small box from under his bed
“here. i was gonna wait till tomorrow, but i felt bad for you not getting anything just now”
you smiled and kissed his cheek
“its not a harmonica, is it?”
Davey blushed
“y-you know about that?! how?!”
you laughed and ignored his question by opening the gift
your heart almost stopped at the sight
“Davey…”
your boyfriend took the ring out of the box and held your hand
WHOA


CHILL GUYS


ITS JUST A PROMISE RING


DAVEY WOULDN’T PROPOSE AFTER ONLY TWO YEARS
Y’ALL GOOD?
“Y/N, i want to make a promise. i want to promise that i’ll always love you and care for you and help you no matter what. i know we’ve only been together for two years but i just know you’re the one”
you put a hand over your mouth to quiet your sobs
“so, Y/N, can i give you this ring as a promise that one day i can replace it with something permanent? something that’s us and only us?”
(okay. listen. deh is amaze so deal with the reference)
you nodded and let him slip the ring onto your finger
he’s crying too as he pulls you in for a deep kiss
when you two part, you lay down on the bed with him, resting your head on his chest
you two didn’t even realize you had fallen asleep without leaving cookies for Santa
(how dare u)
the next morning you were woken up by Les jumping onto Davey’s gut and screaming “IT’S CHRISTMAS” into your ears
Davey groaned in pain as you got up and changed into some sweatpants and a t-shirt before heading downstairs
you smiled as Les smiled at what Santa had brought
he immediately tore open his gifts once his mom and dad had sat on the couch with coffee
you sat on the ground with your back against the wall and watched Les show off his gifts
Davey came down a few minutes later in PJ pants and a t-shirt, clutching his stomach as he sat next to you
you leaned into his side and he wrapped his arm around you
omg
guys
you two are so cute
i can’t with you guys
Les put yours and Daveys presents in front of you so you could open them
you smiled and handed Davey the present that was from you
“Merry Christmas, babe. hope you like it”
inside was a pair of new tap shoes cause the ones he currently has will be busted the next time he tries to do a shuffle
Davey gasps
“Y/N these are exquisite! they must’ve cost a fortune!”
(tap shoes are expensive as hell, man)
you just shrugged
Davey hugged you tightly and kissed your temple
“i love you”
you giggled and hugged him back
“i love you too”
christmas is the best
especially when your boyfriend is Davey Jacobs and you get to celebrate with his whole family
the fucking finally end
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philip-seville-archive · 4 years ago
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15, 17, and 19 :3
What’s your proudest moment/accomplishment in BDRP?
it’s a good thing im so PROUD of this site and have so many examples lmao 
okay! yah i’ll say hunger games because i feel like doing that-- committing to it which was a lot of work admin wise-- really elevated our event game in general. i had a lot of worries with it but everyone really loved it and it ended up going off perfectly!
Locations do you use? 
Hatter’s, the Park a lot, Uni, I’m in the Moon Market these days, and of course, Chapter Three! 
Write some love for three Muns of your choice!
ALEX. since you’re here. ;) Boy it took us so long to finally ship. Could I imagine that it would be a lesbian himbo of sorts with my dear anxious fairy? No! But is it every wlw’s dream? YES. At least it’s mine! But no rly, I love Attendy and I love that after so many years dancing around each other--that was like our THING-- we are going on first dates and exploring this aspect of RP! also shoutout to you for contributions to Pixie Hollow. You know how much I obsess over both Nyx and Sled ugh they are such great characters who bring something completely new to both the Hollow and the RP as a whole! 
Christena. while i’m talking about FAIRIES!! Um, felt like my proudest accomplishment (tm) when you messaged me the first day saying u liked my fairy lore! i love your enthusiasm and how you’re already adding so much to the lore yourself. talking about fairies with you is like a deep self indulgence but also an honor!!! cant wait to keep rping with miss rosie! :D 
Sammy! UGHHH Sammy. When I saw you were coming back as Tony, I feel like my whole field of vision narrowed because I either just got Pip or had him for one week and I was like Oh, That’s The Boy I Need >) NGL, I was very ready to have them be very shallow. But it turns out they! Had more in common than i anticipated! And that has a lot to do with you and with Tony’s story in general and how you’ve thought so much of it through and really appreciate the gravity of his situation. Also like so happy u like playing among us as much as me and we’re able to grow other friendships like nemo/devyn or nemo/tony that way too! I hope I get to RP with devyn more and...well, just you in general because I enjoy our stuff so much :D 
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tofu-beifong · 7 years ago
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BAKUSHIMANARI/BAKUKIRIKAMI! THERE IS NO LAW AGAINST POLYSHIPS FOR THIS ASK STUFF RIGHT
UR CORRECT!! POLYSHIPS ARE ENCOURAGED THANK U
who spends hours putting up lights only to get tangled in them and storm off?
Bakugou man, he is A Fool 
who accidentally eats a whole box of christmas chocolates in one sitting?
Kaminari god imagine his brain on all that sugar, maybe his quirk would activate involuntarily and he gives his bfs tiny shocks every time he tries to hug them
who insists on watching the cheesy hallmark christmas movies?
Kirishima lmao
who insists on playing nothing but michael buble in the few days running up to christmas?
Probably Kirishima and he probably sings along cause he got that nice singing voice
who gets their presents wrapped at the mall so the other cant go snooping?
Kirishima!! Bakugou probably half asses it and poorly wraps it in some newspaper or something (”why tf do u need wrapping paper if they’re gonna get it anyways”)
who insists on making snow angels?
Kirishima! I also like to imagine them going sledding or skiing/snowboarding and imagining Bakugou at the bottom of the slope and Kaminari and Kirishima going down really fast they probably crash into him and it’s a mess, they’re a mess
who put christmas outfits on all the pets?
Kirishima!! He is very festive
Do they go to family’s or have a quiet day in?
they like to have a quiet day in and it’s nice, they open presents at 12am and try to pull an all nighter watching movies but Kaminari and Kirishima fall asleep on Katsuki’s lap
who insists on wearing matching ugly christmas jumpers?
Kaminari hasdlfjaskd
Who waits up until midnight to give the other their present?
Kirishima!
Who insists on hand-made presents only one year?
Kirishima!! tbh he’s probably the only one who actually puts effort into his handmade gift who comes up with something decent and the other two make half-assed gifts lmao
Who puts mistletoe on every door frame?
Definitely Kaminari he can never have enough kisses
Who gets too drunk at the work christmas party and has to be picked up at 9:15pm?
Kaminari
who gets angry and almost tells kids that santa isnt real?
Bakugou, always Bakugou hahaha
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goingknowherewastaken · 7 years ago
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600 Follower Celebration!!!
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Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you ♥♥♥♥♥♥
Like holy shit thank you!!!!!
600 followers is not something that I thought I’d reach and I thank you all so much!!
As a way of saying thank you, we’re going to be doing another little celebration. Since I’m still working through my Summer of Soulmates stuff, I will be accepting 10 requests for drabbles. 
But wait! There’s more ;)
Each of those drabbles will be accompanied by a moodboard that fits the fic!
Oh, and here is some important information regarding both the drabbles and the moodboards
Each of them will be winter themed! But not strictly holiday themed! Since I am only super familiar with Christmas and not the other holidays during this time of the year, I only think it’s fair to not make any of the fics/moodboards related to a specific holiday. 
And, unless otherwise requested, none of the moodboards for the reader inserts will contain images that defines the reader as a certain race or gender.
The moodboards will not be nsfw!!! The drabbles won’t really be either for that matter. 
With that said, here are the rules of request!
No anons (sorry!)
Send me an ask (I will only be accepting these through the asks) containing the character or ship you would like the drabble and moodboard to focus on, as well as 1-2 prompts (characters, ships, and prompts listed below the cut!!))
One request per person!
Prompts are first come first serve! I will check off each one that is taken. 
Please respect that these (especially the moodboards) will take time. I hope to have all of these done by the time the clock strikes January 1st 
And please keep in mind that these are to be short drabbles and if extra details are requested, those details might not make it in. Same goes for the moodboards. Each moodboard’s appearance/coloring and content will reflect what’s in the drabble 
See below for the various options!
♦ Characters (for reader inserts)
Jim Kirk (AOS)
Bones (AOS)
Scotty (AOS)
Spock (AOS)
Nyota (AOS)
Steve Trevor (DC)
Diana Prince/Wonder Woman (DC)
Bernie Webber (The Finest Hours)
Prince Charming (Into The Woods)
*wow these are really Chris Pine focused
♦ Ships
McKirk
WonderTrev
WonderKirk
♦ Prompts
AUs
you walked here in a blizzard to get your hot chocolate but you forgot your wallet at home, here, let me buy your drink for you
my friends want to skate / ski / snowboard but i don’t know how, can you help me?
it’s so cold my mouth is numb, you should kiss me before we get frostbite
it’s so cold and the only reason we’re outside at all is because we need to walk our dogs  
so you’re the kindly neighbor that shoveled my front walk this morning? you should come round for dinner, i owe you one
i forgot my toboggan in the park only to come back and find you using it
the classic huddling together for warmth trope
you’re an ice dancer and i’m your coach and when you twirl your partner around i wish i was them instead
we’re at the mall when there’s a severe weather warning over the loudspeakers, guess we’re spending the night here
i meant for that snowball to hit my friend but you came around the corner at the last second and now we’re having a snowball fight
we have the same luggage and didn’t check the tags before we left so i’m calling you to exchange suitcases (and you also had some interesting things in your bag so i’m excited to meet you) au
author of book gets seated next to someone reading their book and making entertaining faces at each scene au 
Person A hates winter. They hate snow, they hate the cold, and they hate the ice. For their first date, Person B, unaware to A’s hatred of the season, takes them to the Winter Wonderland themed park that comes to their city each year.
You’re afraid that you’ll lose me in big crowds so you always hold my hand but now you just hold my hand when there’s only, like, five people around and I’m getting very suspicious
oh no we stayed out too long and need to warm up better share the shower/hot chocolate to conserve resources 
Who dumps snow down their partner’s neck and runs away laughing 
GOING SLEDDING @ NIGHT AND THEN GOING STARGAZING AFTERWARDS IN OVERSIZED COATS/SHARING A SCARF BC THE STARS ARE ALWAYS THE NICEST IN THE WINTER AND HOLY SHIT WAS THAT A SHOOTING STAR AND WE TOTALLY WISHED FOR THE SAME THING
“we were playing in the snow and you suddenly tackled me to the ground and now…we’re just…staring… at each other…”
PULLING YOU IN FOR A KISS WITH A SCARF 
“i did that annoying thing where i put loads of smaller boxes inside one big box and you’re getting really mad but you don’t know that the ring is in the smallest box and i can’t wait to see your face” 
You built an igloo this morning and every time I look out the window you’re just kind of sitting in it doing nothing- are you okay?
We had a snowman building contest and I built a really cute family of them and you built a cannabalistic snowman eating another one- jfc there are children here what’s wrong with you
You were walking your dog by my house and I was aiming to hit the tree behind you with a snowball but I just nailed you in the face I’m sO SORry do you want hot chocolate??
Aus w/Sentence Prompts
who wears the oversized scarf and hat, who wears a t shirt and skinny jeans no matter how cold it is (”DUDE ITS FUCKING -15″ “that’s WARM where I come from”) [*if you pick this one you won’t be able to pick any other sentence prompts since those are included*]
person A burying person B in snow and then kissing their forehead and walking away (”YOU MOTHERFUCKER YOU CANT LEAVE ME HERE” “I love you too I’ll be back!” “EXCUSE ME”) [*if you pick this one you won’t be able to pick any other sentence prompts since those are included*]
Sentence Prompts
“Would you stop trying to sell the neighborhood kids yellow snow saying it’s a lemon slushee-honestly I don’t know why I married you”
“YOU DON’T LIKE MARSHMALLOWS IN YOUR HOT CHOCOLATE? WHY DO YOU HATE LOVE”
“Come out in the snow with me!”
“I can’t believe it’s already snowing,” 
“Want some cocoa?”
“I’m baking!”
"I can’t feel my legs.”
"I’d rather stay inside.”
“The house is so warm.”
“It’s warm inside.”
“There’s no way I’m going out in that weather!”
“Is this the first time you’ve seen snow?” 
“It’s New Years, aren’t you going to kiss me?” 
“Light the candle!”
“You’re like a heater!”
“tea is so much better than cocoa!” “Cocoa is superior to tea!” “Why are we fighting over beverages!?!” [*if you pick this one you won’t be able to add in more sentence prompts*]
“Wake me up when Winter’s over.”
“Winter is my favorite time of the year!”
“Looks like we’re stuck here until all the snow blows over..”
“Seriously!?! The powers out?”
“I think i love you. Wow that sounds so cliche.” 
“I’ve never been ice skating before…”
“It’s supposed to snow today!”
“We’re snowed in…”
“Bring a jacket!”
“Here, take my jacket.”
“This weather is depressing.”
"Hey -- put that snowball down!"
"How can you eat ice cream right now!? It's below twenty degrees outside!"
"How about we both skip work and cuddle all day? We can blame it on the snow."
"I feel like a penguin with all of these layers. A very fat penguin."
"I just need the heat on, a bunch of blankets, and a good movie. I can watch the snow from inside."
"You've got so many snowflakes in your hair. It's kind of cute."
"I can't even see a foot in front of me!" 
“Don’t forget you sweater.”
“The roads are too icy, looks like you’re staying here.”
“Cuddle me?”
“Do you have an extra blanket?”
“Could you sleep with me tonight? For warmth?”
*Taken from the following prompt lists: cold, airport, height, seasonal, holiday, winter, 137, person a, starters, rp meme, wss, 
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theshootingcanuck-blog · 7 years ago
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I got up early this morning. Geared up my Mossberg MVP to take out to the backwoods close to my place. Went out.....and didn't shoot a single round in ammunition..... why? Well Its Sunday, I came out after the first large snowfall, and its cool, about -15 Id say. Well that’ll keep the weekend warriors at bay right? Wrong. I know its hunting season, and frankly all the vehicles and people I saw on my commute where there for that reason. I sat in my truck for 10 minutes to wait and hear if there would be a crack of a rifle, nothing, no target shooters or plinkers.. So out of respect and because with all the human traffic, game was no where to be found anyway I decided not to be the one to make all the noise and scare everything away.
About 50 yards from my truck I notice this piece of plywood, screwed high up on a tree, behind it? a forest, then the creek, then the highway, and a campground. What a risky set up to be shooting out in the open where your hope is the trees stop your bullets, and whoever was shooting at this didn’t have a little .22, whatever he shot cut the tree in half.
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So i did my due diligence and ripped the board off the tree and threw it into the back of my pickup. This way other shooters don't come out, see it, and use it themselves as the original shooter did. Talk about seeing that right off the bat before I even got a quarter of the way down the cut-line. It was all I could think about, being out there wasn't about testing the Mossberg, this article is about shooting safety in the back woods.
I don’t want to be the one to school those whom follow proper protocols and have their head on straight, its the select few that ruin the entire sports image, and no shooter..hunter..or competitor is unfamiliar with the situation. When I go out into the back country to set up my target and shoot I always treat it as if it where my backyard, pick up my casings, collect the target and the target frame, and I always leave with at least one piece of garbage more than I have brought. And if your reading this and I described you perfectly, good on you! If you cant relate, pay attention, stuff like this is why the public range in my area was shut down, and why its increasingly hard to find private ranges, and of course, why its harder to shoot on crown land.
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Pictured here is a power pole that has seen the wrath of a shotgun, as well as some larger caliber holes as well as some work done by a woodpecker.
So here it goes, my list of protocols to follow when you are shooting in the backwoods;
1. ALWAYS KNOW WHERE YOUR BULLET IS GOING TO LAND
I can’t believe someone actually goes out onto public owned lands, sets up a target, and shoots wherever their eyes lead them to. Pictured above is a power pole in which someone had made the centerpiece of their rifle scope, behind it, is all forest. When you are shooting on shared land you have to understand that you are sharing it with a bunch of other people with different hobbies, If my bullets wanders into a forest, I wont sleep at night wondering how far it went and if it landed on...or in something it should not have. ALWAYS ALWAYS know exactly where your bullet will land, generally you should be looking for a hill side that will stop the bullet dead.
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Pictured here is a equestrian trail, situated 50 meters in behind the power pole pictured earlier.
2. Situational Awareness
The crown lands near highly populated areas always attracts many tourists and locals enjoying their specific hobbies. Mountain biking, hiking, equestrian riding in the summer months or cross country skiing, sledding and hunting in the fall/winter months, there will always be someone out doing something out there.
As a shooter it is your job to know whether it is safe to shoot or not, common sense has to come into play, If your out on august long weekend mid-day and think your going to get some shooting in, first is there are going to be lots of witnesses. Second is you don't know what these people are doing, where they are going and if they will unknowingly wander onto your range. The what if scenarios i could write about will be abundant, Unfortunately firearms are last when it comes to first come first serve, we need lots of space, and we do use dangerous tools that are able to kill, Yell at me saying guns aren't dangerous but frankly they are only as dangerous as who is using it. Be mindful of others in the area, be respectful of others, and please dear god don't do anything to endanger others.
3. Do Some Recon.
This kind of goes along with situational awareness, before setting up and start shooting on your chosen range site, its a good idea to walk around the area, check to make sure no one is around, no cattle is hanging around, things like that. In my area there are lots of trees, and those trees are good at hiding things, Before I even set up my target I go for a walk. I walk in behind  and around where my range is set up to make sure nothing is there, no trails, people or livestock. 
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4. Look out.
So we have now checked our range, we know where our bullets going, and no one is in immediate danger, that's right not immediately. When we are looking down through our scope its very easy to get tunnel vision, its good practice to keep on the look out for anyone or anything that might show up unexpectedly. Keep a pair of binoculars with you, or if your out with a friend make sure one is watching the big picture while the other zooms in on target. The last thing you need is to be shooting out to 800-1000 yards and a mountain bikers pops into focus while your bullet is mid-flight. Which brings me to my next point...
5. Go Long! but not too long.
Long range precision shooting is becoming increasingly popular. Its challenging, and for many its flirting with the sniper-fantasy that video games and movies have created.
In my area there is only one range I know that has a 100 meter range, after that there is one range that goes out to 500 meters, and then the rest only go out to 200 meters maybe not even that, so a lot of people turn to the crown land for a long range shot. This once again ties into a common topic Ive already addressed.....Common sense, and situational awareness. At 1000 yards a .308 Winchester round will be in flight for almost 2 seconds (under certain conditions), sounds fast right? it Is, but.....lets add the average human reaction time which is around .30 seconds. so 2.30 seconds from which the brain decides to take the shot, your finger to squeeze the trigger and the bullet to accelerate and fly to the target. There is enough time for something to wander onto your bullet during that time period.
My rule of thumb for crown land shooting is half a kilometer max, plus its hard to find anything further than that in the trees. Though I cant stop you from exceeding that distance, make sure you remember the above points mentioned.
6. Keep it Clean!
I hate driving up to my favorite shooting spot and seeing spent casings and shotgun rounds laying around, beer cans and a make-shift campfire in the middle of a fire ban. Though I do love it when they leave .223 casing around I can reload I hate seeing it in the wilderness and even more so I hate seeing non-shooters see it.
Keep track of your spent ammo, take it home with you, I don't see this problem with rifle shooters as much as shotgun enthusiasts. I hate to say it but skeet shooters are the messiest of the bunch, especially with the fragments of orange clays laying around. Though i understand that you have better things to do than pick up all the pieces of clays, and plus its clay, its not going to hurt the environment, it just looks bad being orange, but I can get by that. What I cant get by Is beer bottles! liquor, water bottles soda cans any of it! i took 20$ worth of cans that I have collected from the backwoods in the last year. Its the lowest one can be. Not to mention you shouldn't be drinking and handling a firearm at the same time.
Sorry, that rant is getting a little out of hand. The point i am trying to make here is to leave with more garbage than you have arrived with, (Not that your selfish drunk assholes, well because if your reading this you probably aren't one of them anyway.) its nice to keep our back yard clean.
7. Do Not Drink and Shoot
I touched on this topic in the above point. And so we are clear....Alcohol...you can drink your water Smart Alec! This shouldnt need any explaining.
So to reiterate, we as shooters have to be above the average when it comes to our behavior and etiquette. With firearms already being under the microscope so much people and politicians are very quick to take anything away from us as they can. Like the public shooting range in my area, it was shut down because of peoples poor respect of the place and for the sport. Crown land is constantly being closed off to shooters and if things keep going the way they are we will have to either get lucky enough to join a private range (which is hard to do) or our firearms will collect dust in the cabinets. So the choice is yours.
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