#i have a soft spot for the goonies

[circle-with-me]

You're Shooting Stars From The Barrel Of Your Eyes

A/N: Surprise! She wrote something. I literally word-vomited this out so quickly it's insane SO that means it's not proofread at all. If it sucks or if it's got a lot of errors then I apologize feel free to yell at me in my asks. I've wanted to write something for Will for a HOT second but haven't yet. So yeah.. here's.. this fucking thing :)

Pairing: Will Ramos x Female Reader

Content Warning: Handjob, accidental voyeurism, Will Ramos in sweatpants gets its own warning, if I missed anything please let me know.

Will Taglist: @concretenoah, @deathblacksmoke, @ovhellfire, (if anyone is interested in Will Ramos stuff please let me know. I plan to write more in the future)

“I swear to god if you don’t hurry up and pick a movie I’m going to slap the fuck out of you.” 

“Why do I have to do it?!” Austin pouts as he plops down into the large bean bag chair. 

“Because,” Moke starts. “I chose last time. Adam chose the time before that. We have a system. It’s your turn motherfucker now PICK!”

Adam and Andrew snicker as Moke and Austin argue over movie choices. Will rolls his eyes and walks into the kitchen to check on you. 

“Everything alright in there?” You ask amused. Will snorts. “Yeah, they’re just being dramatic again about the movie we’re going to watch.” He wraps his arms around your waist and rests his chin on your shoulder as you empty the popcorn bags into separate bowls. You laugh loudly and turn to look at him. His brown eyes look at you confused. “What’s funny?”

This time you snort. “Like you weren’t practically throwing a tantrum when they didn’t want to watch The Goonies when it was your turn last time.” Will lets go of you and takes a few steps back. “Y/n, you know the Goonies is my favorite movie.”

“Yes, darling. You also make us watch it every movie night without fail. You’ve got to pick something else.” 

“I can’t help it, baby. It’s a classic.” Will grins at you and pecks your cheek. You laugh and roll your eyes, shoving a couple of bowls in his hands “Make yourself useful for once.” He kisses your cheek again and walks into the living room. Your gaze drops to admire his ass in his sweatpants. Your cheeks begin to heat up but you ignore it since you have guests over.

Walking into the living room everyone is settling into their seats as you pass out the two remaining popcorn bowls. Austin finally makes his selection and turns on the movie.

“The Parent Trap, Austin. Seriously?” Will asks, laughing. 

“Fuck off, dude. You’re just pissed because Lindsey Lohan is cooler than you.”

You sit down and lean into Will. He pulls the blanket from the couch to drape around the two of you. He wraps his arms around you, gives you a tight squeeze and kisses your forehead. You snuggle into each other as the movie starts.

About halfway through you become bored. You’ve seen this movie a million times and you’ve become restless. Everyone else seems to be enjoying it but all you’ve been able to think about is Will in those damn sweatpants all night. You normally wouldn’t take the risk with all of his friends being in the room but you’re feeling especially bold this evening. 

You place your hand on his thigh and feel him tense immediately. “Baby.” He whispers in your ear, a warning. He knows where this is headed. You smile to yourself and lean into him further, moving your head to place soft kisses on his neck. His grip on your waist tightens and he kisses the top of your head to stifle a groan. You slowly move your hand up his thigh and his free hand grabs your wrist as his eyes scan the room. Satisfied that everyone’s attention is thoroughly fixed on the screen he releases your wrist and relaxes. 

Your hand finds his cock already half-hard and he hisses quietly as you palm him through his sweats. He keeps his face buried in your hair to hide the soft moans and curses leaving his mouth. You nibble at a sensitive spot on his neck and he squeezes your hip so hard you know it’ll bruise later. He slowly rocks his hips into your touch, careful not to gain too much attention. His shuddered breaths and quiet “oh fucks” are telling you he’s doing everything he can to hold back. You move your lips to his jaw and slow your movements on his cock. He lets out a sharp breath and pushes into your hand. 

“Baby..” he pants. “Baby, please.”

The moment you hear those words you give in. Your plan was just to tease him. Get him drunk off your touch and make him drag you down the hall and fuck you until you were screaming and spasming around his cock regardless of who was in the next room. He’s usually the one making you beg for him but the desperation in his voice was too delicious to ignore. You dip your fingers in the waistband of his shorts and he whines. “Gotta be quiet baby” you whisper and bite the shell of his ear. He nods but his grip on you becomes brutal. You pull his cock out and his breath hitches as you spread the pre-cum leaking from his tip. 

“You’ve made a mess baby. Is this all for me?” 

He writhes and bucks his hips into your hand. He tries to lay his head back against the couch but you use your free hand to pull his face back to you. 

“They’re going to notice if you do that. Eyes on me baby.”

He nods, doing as he’s told. You stroke him slowly and his eyes flutter closed as he places his forehead against yours. You watch him as you continue pumping him. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him if you tried. His eyebrows furrowed together and his mouth slightly agape. He was beginning to sweat and the smell of his cologne and musk mixed together with the rush of getting caught was making you dizzy. You mentally curse yourself for starting this with your friends in the room. The pants and noises coming from Will had you completely soaked. You squeeze your thighs together hoping for relief that never came. It took all of your strength not to throw the damned blanket off of the two of you and ride him on the couch in front of everyone. 

“No. Be patient. We have all night to do that.” You think to yourself. 

Will’s hips stutter in your hand. His breaths become more erratic and you know he’s close. You pump his cock faster and his eyes fly open and stare into yours. You’re always surprised just how much darker his brown eyes get when he’s desperate for you like this.  

“Gonna-fuck… gonna come baby” he whispers as he attaches his mouth to yours. The kiss is open mouthed, both of you panting into each other. He wraps his other arm around you and holds you like you’re the only thing that’s keeping him from falling through the earth. “Fuck, I… y/n please” 

“Come on baby, cum for me.” 

He groans into your mouth and you feel hot ropes of cum shoot up and run over down your hand. You stroke him through his orgasm until he’s grabbing at your wrist to stop. He smiles against your lips and kisses you. He takes the underside of his shirt and wipes your hand off and tucks himself back into his sweatpants. You wrap your arms around his waist and he pulls you closer.  

“Thank you baby” He whispers and you giggle.

The room is quiet for a moment with the exception of the movie. Suddenly you hear a snicker from across the room.

“Baby please!” Moke moans mockingly.

“Oh my god, y/n! I’m gonna cum!” Adam joins.

“Jesus fucking christ you guys. Go do that in your room next time. That was disgusting.” Andrew pipes in. 

“Oh my god.” Your face turns bright red and you bury your face in Will’s chest. Suddenly, Will whisks you up in his arms and stands up in front of the guys.

“That sounds like a great idea, actually.” He walks out of the living room.  

“You assholes should probably leave. I’m gonna go take care of my girl.” He calls out, making his way down the hallway. You giggling in his arms the whole way.

[queff-boi]

Bonds

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It was another typical afternoon at a random skatepark, a hangout spot for Stevie, Ruben, Ray, Fuckshit, Fourth-grade, and M/n. The sun was casting long shadows, and the warm air was filled with the distant hum of traffic and the occasional clatter of skateboards hitting the pavement.

Fourth-grade, with his usual slightly lost look, leaned against a wall, filming his friends and the stuff around them. M/n, standing close by, admiring Fourth-grade, a small smile playing on his lips. The rest of the crew was scattered around, engaged in their own conversations.

Stevie, however, seemed distant today. His eyes were downcast, and there was a noticeable tightness around his mouth. M/n, always attentive to the moods of his friends, noticed Stevie's discomfort. He could see the younger boy struggling to hold back tears, his small frame shaking slightly with the effort.

With a quick decision, M/n pulled out some cash from his pocket. "Hey, Ruben, Ray, Fuckshit," you called out, holding up the money. "Why don't you guys go grab us some food? Fourth-grade and I are starving."

Ruben, Ray, and Fuckshit exchanged glances, then shrugged and grabbed the money. "Alright, we'll be back soon," Ray said, giving Stevie a quick pat on the back before they took off.

Once they were alone, you moved closer to Stevie, who was now sitting on the curb, his head buried in his hands. Fourth-grade, ever the faithful sidekick, sat down next to you, still blissfully oblivious to the tension.

"Hey, Stevie," M/n said softly, crouching down to meet the boy's eyes. "What's going on, man? You look like you could use a friend." you said.

Stevie sniffled and looked up, his eyes red and puffy. "I...I don't know. It's just...everything feels so hard sometimes, you know?"

You nodded, your heart aching for the kid. You put a reassuring hand on Stevie's shoulder. "Yeah, I get it. Life can be pretty rough. But you don't have to go through it alone. You've got us, and we'll always have your back."

Fourth-grade, sensing the seriousness of the moment, surprisingly contributed. "Yeah, Stevie. We're like, a team. Like the goonies or something."

Stevie managed a small, watery smile at that. "Thanks, guys. That means a lot."

After a few more moments of comforting words, Stevie seemed to relax a bit. He scooted closer to M/n, and before long, he had laid his head on M/n's lap, the exhaustion of his emotions catching up with him. Within minutes, he was fast asleep, his breathing steady and calm.

Fourth-grade, watching the scene with a soft smile, leaned over to you. "You're really good with him, you know." he said.

You shrugged modestly. "He's like a little brother. Just want to make sure he's okay."

Fourth-grade grinned and leaned in for a kiss, their lips meeting in a tender, unhurried embrace. They continued to talk quietly, their hands intertwined, savoring the peaceful moment. Occasionally, they would glance down at Stevie, making sure he was still comfortable.

The guys taking a little longer than expected. Wonder what happened?

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Mid 90s ml

[fatummortem]

@southern-belle-outcasts continued from x

ㅤㅤOnce Rogue's comfortable, Bobby shifts again, mainly for the fact he realizes he's sitting on the extra uncomfortable spot. It's easily fixed with just a little shift. He makes sure it's a slow shift, not wanting to jostle Rogue in the process of making himself more comfortable.

ㅤㅤHis head moves to place a soft kiss on the thickest part of her hood, probably kissing more of her hair than the top of her head, mainly for the fact her expression gives him the impulse to give her safe affection. Or more of it. He's not sure why, she could be just as exhausted as he is. He's not going to ask, not with how long their day was, deciding to let her bring it up if she feels the need.

ㅤㅤ" Mmmm… " His hum sounds more like a sleepy sound than a thoughtful one. Raising one of his hands, he rubs the side of his head, keeping the ends of his sleeve curled over his fingers before returning it to her side, his thumb returning to a light soothing motion at her side.

ㅤㅤ" Haven't decided. We can catch the tail end of Goonies. I think Labyrinth just started? " He's not too sure, he'd flipped channels too quickly. " In the mood for hilarious horror? Killer Klowns from Outer Space is playing. " Shifting his head so he can peek at the tv, he starts flipping the channels, he'd run into one of them somewhere. " Or you can have the remote. "

[cursedbcrn]

◈   TAG NINE PEOPLE YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER!

favourite colour(s): purple, blue and black

favourite flavour(s): I like salty and sour tastes, big salt and vinegar aficionado.

favourite genre(s): To no one's surprise, I will always have a soft spot for YA fantasy/supernatural, but i also really love action movies so if there are high speed chases and explosions, i'm in

favourite music:  I'm really not much of a music person, but some of the artists that are on heavy rotation would be Halestorm, Taylor Swift, The Naked and Famous, and Queen.

favourite movie(s):  The Mummy and The Mummy Returns, The Goonies, Speed

favourite series: TVDU, Criminal Minds, Leverage, Person of Interest

last song: Bruised and Scarred by Mayday Parade

last series: Warrior Nun

last movie: i genuinely don't remember but I think it was a crime documentary

currently reading: I'm about to start "Get a Life, Chloe Brown" by Talia Hibbert that my friend sent to me for my birthday.

currently watching: Criminal Minds: Evolution and The Last of Us

currently working on: my life

tagged by: @therebekahmikaelson tagging: you

[lovecanbesostrange]

I kept thinking of that poll from yesterday about writing down a list of 100 fav movies and so I just gave it a quick try...

Alien (don't make me choose between 1&2)

Heathers

The Breakfast Club

Nightmare on Elm Street (1, 3, 7)

but I'm a cheerleader

Star Wars 4, 5, 6

The Faculty

The Goonies

Terminator (1, 2, Dark Fate)

The Proposal

Barb & Star go to Vista Del Mar

The Lost Boys

Imagine Me & You

Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind

Princess Mononoke

Laputa - Castle in the Sky

My Neighbor Totoro

The Iron Giant

Titan A.E.

Mulan

The Little Mermaid

Lilo & Stitch

The Emperor's New Groove

Brave

Maleficent

The Hunger Games

GhostBusters (this franchise has no bad entry)

Scream (much like with Alien the third comes in last, but here the whole franchise is one big banger)

The Sixth Sense

Signs

Stardust

X-Men: Days of Future Past (I love almost all foX-Men films though, but 2 and DoFP are the best)

Avengers, Age of Ultron, Infinity War, Endgame (let me put them in a row and I will not pick any more from the MCU)

The Dark Knight

Back to the Future

Jurassic Park

The Lord of the Rings (SEE please)

North by Northwest

Witness for the Prosecution

Some Like it Hot

Mulholland Drive

Raiders of the Lost Ark (also Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, no wait probably more so 3>1, the others are fine)

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Charlie's Angels + Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle

Pirates of the Caribbean (1, 2, 3)

Stephen King's IT Chapter One (funny enough I probably wouldn't qualify Two as a fav on its own, though it's a good and necessary second half of the story, but Chapter One is where it's at)

Carrie (1976)

The Mist (black-and-white is dope)

Misery

Stand by Me

Spaceballs

Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Adventures in Babysitting

The Invisible Man (2020)

Pitch Black

Sunshine

The Cabin in the Woods

Evil Dead (especially 2)

Event Horizon

The Blob (1988)

Death Becomes Her

Steel Magnolias

A Fish called Wanda

Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure (German Dub supremacy though, Volle Kanne Hoshy)

Stranger than Fiction

An American Werewolf in London

The Silence of the Lambs

Starship Troopers

National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation

Mamma Mia

Little Shop of Horrors

The Rocky Horror Picture Show

Moulin Rouge

The Craft

A Chinese Ghost Story

Lady Vengeance

Silver Hawk

Dr. Wai in the Scripture with No Words (had to look up the English title, hey it's Jet Li's version of Indiana Jones and I have a soft spot for this one, even though it's far from Li's best and has so many flaws due to being a nightmare production)

Parasite

Mallrats

St. Trinian's

Ginger Snaps

The Fountain

Galaxy Quest

Elvira - Mistress of the Dark

Cruel Intentions

St. Elmo's Fire

Shaun of the Dead

Rock'n'Roll High School

The Prestige

Underworld (the first above all else)

Resident Evil (especially Afterlife)

Playing by Heart

The Heat

Kill Bill

Ever After

Donnie Darko

Happy Death Day

Trick 'r Treat

D.E.B.S.

Wait, how have I already reached 100? There aren't even the quirky films (like TiMER) or the fun horror trash (my love for Deep Blue Sea is endless). Didn't dive into European films (Amélie) or specific German stuff (bandits). I can do a 100 list for horror alone easily (omg not even The Haunting on here).

Anyway do not question how my mind wandered from title to title, also there is zero ranking involved. Damn, there are five on the list that I don't own on DVD or BD. hmmmm... What does favorite movie even mean? Who knows. In any case for the past few months I've gone back far more to stuff I already know instead of watching new things (that I plan to watch some day, but well, it never felt right).

[pynkhues]

Jurassic park, the Goonies, Dirty dancing and Jumanji for the film ask

Ah! Thank you, anon! I've seen all four of these ones:

Jurassic Park

All time fave, I re-watch it pretty regularly and it always stands up. I can't think of any other movie that's married science, wonder, humanity and genuine fun as well as it.

Also I work with puppeteers quite regularly at my day job, and knowing the care and thought that goes into that as an artform is a huge part of why I think it's stood the test of time so well.

The Goonies

I always feel like I watched The Goonies too late. I was in my early twenties when I saw it and I watched it in a pretty specific context (a few of my older [gen x] co-workers who were really good friends used to have Nostalgia Nights where they'd watch the movies they grew up with. They invited me to one to watch this after learning I'd never seen it and a bunch of stuff happened which shifted my opinions on one of them in particular, and I did Not Go Again, but that's a Whole Thing, haha). But yeah, I thought it was fine, I guess, but I don't think it's aged as well as a lot of its contemporaries.

Dirty Dancing

Fun fact: I love dance movies. Me and my sister grew up religiously watching everything from Save the Last Dance and Centerstage so I have a huge soft spot for the genre, even though I have 0 sense of rhythm, haha. Plus, y'know Time of My Life is a certified banger.

Jumanji

Another absolute fave, anon, and in my Top Five Robin Williams movies. I wish they still made family movies like it.

Send me iconic movies you think everyone should’ve seen in their lives and i have to respond honestly if i’ve seen them 

[izzystinyhands]

I cant believe i forgot about that scene in the goonies where they try desperately to stick a statues penis back on before their mother notices while the other kid spins tales of absolute horror to the poor spanish (?) lady

[nerdydino]

Gareth Emerson Headcannons

Gareth is 17 unless stated otherwise

These are just some of my Gareth headcannons about him and his family (With some inspiration from other headcannons I have read but with my own little twist)

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🥁 Used to have really bad anger issues but he has gotten better at controlling it as he's gotten older (it is basically canon that this man has anger issues)

🥁 He has ADHD

🥁 Is the middle child of his family as well as the only son (he has two older stepsisters and two younger half-sisters)

🥁When his little sisters were born he asked his parents (mum and step dad) if he could move into the basement (they agreed due to his reasoning that they baby needed to be close to them) (he honestly just thought that it would be cool to have the basement be his bedroom)

🥁 His step dad got him drums for his 10th birthday because he thought it would help with his anger (it did)

🥁 He has asthma

🥁Is a big mommy's boy

🥁Has called his step dad his dad since he was 9 (It made Bobby cry when Gareth first called him that)

🥁Dr Pepper is his life!!!!!!

🥁Likes to help his mum cook dinner and bake cakes and other treats as a way of spending time together

🥁Drums his hands on literally any surface that is near him

🥁Eddie, Jeff and Grant all make fun of him for having in their words a "fucking HOT ASS!!" and younger mum (he hates them for it)

🥁His mum calls him (Gare Bear) and his step dad calls him (Buddy). (Everybody else just calls him Gareth or Gare)

🥁Has a collection of rocks that he has had since he was a child (he keeps them stored in a box in his wardrobe)

🥁 He is an extremely shy and quite person (unless he is talking about something he is passionate about then he is most certainly not shy or quiet) until you get to know him

🥁 His room is painted blue and is coverd in band and movie posters (the Goonies being his favourite movie)

🥁 He has a soft spot for Jazz music because of his step dad

🥁 He is Bisexual

🥁This man is obsessed with Chinese food would literally eat it for every meal

🥁 His step dad taught him how to drive at 14 and for his 16 birthday was given his old truck to use when he gets his licence

🥁 He is considered the baby of the group and Eddie, Grant and Jeff tease him about it all the time

🥁 His favourite colour is red

🥁Always has his nails painted either black or red (Black mostly)

His Family -

The ages that are in brackets are they age that they would currently be....if that makes sense 🥰

💕 Mum (Mary - Aged 35) was 18 when she got pregnant with Gareth

💕 Mary was a wild hippy before she had Gareth

💕 Gave birth to Gareth in the back of a van while at a festival that his bio dad dragged her to

💕 Is the cool badass mum (you can't change my mind about that)

💕 Bio dad no longer in the picture because he was abusive to Gareth and his mum (she left him when Gareth was 4). They haven't seen him since.

💕 Works as a waitress at Benny's Burgers

💕 Met Gareths step dad (Bobby - Aged 44) when he was 7

💕 Married him when Gareth was 8

💕 Bobby had two daughters from a previous relationship (Aged 23 and 21)

💕 Bobby and Mary have two daughters together (Aged 6 and 3)

💕 Bobby owns his own bookshop

💕Bobby was drawn to Mary due to her carefree and wild nature (Bobby himself is very calm and reserved)

[fanficimagery]

When Enough is Enough pt. II

Imagine being let down one too many times by your best friend, only to end up making some new ones in the process.

Words: 8.5K Author’s Note: Okay so some of you asked to only be added to part 2 of this while others asked to be added everything Bucky.. and a few others weren’t exactly clear. So if you want to be tagged in any future Bucky related imagines please let me know so I can get your blog name written down on my list.

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The Sunday before you are to return to work, you sleep in until nine in the morning. Your thoughts are immediately on Bucky's impending arrival and you couldn't help the butterflies that took flight in your stomach. He's a friend, just as all the others are, but you couldn't help but notice just how attractive this new friend of yours is. But not only does his attractiveness draw you in, his easy-going teasing and protectiveness does too. However, Bucky Barnes is still a man trying to find his footing in this world after all that's been done to him and finally getting his name cleared, and if he finds comfort with you then you're going to try your best and be the friend he needs.

So since you're not dressing to impress, you dress in your favorite lazy outfit after your shower- leggings, sports bra, a faded sleeveless band tee with the arm holes having been cut down to around your ribs, and a pair of socks. Damp hair gets gathered up into a messy bun and you walk around your apartment to pick up some things you had unknowingly left out.

You've skipped breakfast, so when there's a knock on your door and you open up to find Bucky standing there, you groan in relief. He raises both hands with paper bags hanging from each. "I come bearing sushi. Wanda let it slip how much you love it."

"Yesss." You step back, quickly taking in his own comfort outfit of sweatpants and a plain black t-shirt under an opened jacket. "Did you bring plenty of wasabi? And you can just kick off your shoes anywhere."

"Of course." He hands you the bags so he can kick off his shoes and strip out of his jacket before hanging it up. You don't know why, but seeing him in a short sleeve shirt makes you happy, knowing full well he was weird about his metal arm being out in the open. "And plenty of dipping sauce as well. Wanda was more than happy to give me advice."

"Wanda, huh?" You chuckle, leading the way to your kitchen. "You actually told her where'd you be?"

"Apparently I looked very pensive this morning. She asked and I figured she was a better confidant than Steve or Sam who would have made a big deal about us hanging out."

"True." Setting the bags down, you let him empty them while you head to the fridge. "Beer?"

"Yeah."

Grabbing him a beer and yourself a can of Cola, you return to the table and your eyes widen at the sight of all the sushi. "Damn, Barnes. That's a lot of sushi."

"Don't act like you won't eat half of it."

You laugh as you take a seat, handing him his beer and pulling a few trays to your side of the table. You take a container of wasabi and dipping sauce for yourself, and grab a pair of chopsticks to start digging in.

You moan in delight at your first taste, happily shimmying in your seat before taking another. Eventually, you ask, "So what are you going to do when I'm back at work and I can't keep you entertained by getting shitfaced?"

Bucky grins around his mouthful of food before chasing it down with a swig of his beer. "We actually got a mission comin' up so I'll be leavin' around mid-week."

"Well that sucks." You sigh. "Now who am I going to send random pictures to when I have downtime at work?"

He grins. "You can still send them to me. I just won't get back to you until after the mission's complete."

"Yeah, yeah."

The two of you continue to eat- Bucky dodging Steve's texts about where he is and when he's coming back, and you sending the middle finger emoji over and over to Wanda who keeps wondering how your date is going. Then once most of the sushi is gone and Bucky puts what little is left into the fridge, the two of you head to the living room. You immediately flop onto the couch as Bucky takes the plush recliner, only for you to hear him moving the chair into its reclined position seconds later.

"Oh. I definitely need to get one of these."

You laugh as he snuggles down and you pick up the remote to bring up your streaming services. "Anything you've been meaning to watch?"

"Not really. Just show me your favorites."

You start off with some humor by playing the Goonies. It's a movie that no matter how many times you've seen it, it always seems to make you laugh. And it seems Bucky is not immune either when they make Chunk to the truffle shuffle. Titanic plays afterwards, but only after making sure Bucky found it somewhat interesting after reading the movie summary to him. He is interested from beginning to end and doesn't even laugh at you when you shed a few tears for the old married couple who opt to stay in their bed as the room floods.

When a break is needed, you head off towards the bathroom as Bucky finishes off the leftover sushi. Both of you check your phones and read each other the missed text messages from Steve and his worrying behavior.

"Wanna tell Steve to fuck off via video message?" Bucky takes a moment to think on it before he grins and nods. "Excellent. Sit in the recliner. I'm gonna crawl up all in your business. That okay?"

"Yeah."

As Bucky gets comfortable in the recliner, you sit on the armrest before sliding down sideways onto his lap. You bring up the camera app on your phone and switch it to video, sliding your right arm behind Bucky's neck while holding your left arm out to capture the two of you on the screen. "Ready?"

"Sure, doll."

You chuckle quietly and then smirk mischievously as Bucky relaxes his expression into his best resting bitch face. After you hit record, you say, "Hey Rogers, stop being a little bitch and sending us text after text. I'm tryin' to fuck your best friend here." Bucky's expression cracks as he barks out a laugh and you turn to face him while grinning. You share a laugh with him before facing the camera once more. "Only joking, but seriously stop buggin' us. I promise to send him back in one piece."

As you prepare to send the text to Steve, Bucky says, "You're terrible."

"Whatever. Admit it, you adore me."

"Occasionally."

You huff another laugh as the video message finally sends. You and Bucky both watch as the delivered status turns to read, and then those three little dots appear as Steve starts typing his reply.

"Tell Bucky to wrap it before he taps it." You burst out laughing at Steve's text, Bucky's rumbling laughter only fueling yours even more. "God I hate your best friend sometimes." And before you climb off Bucky's lap, because honestly you were getting a little too comfortable, you send Steve a few middle finger emojis before deciding on a third movie to watch.

The third movie you choose is one that never fails to make you laugh- Bridesmaids. You had a moment of hesitancy because of the sex scenes, but you figured they were ridiculous enough that it wouldn't be awkward. Thankfully you're correct and you get the added bonus of hearing Bucky's laughter again during Megan's scenes, especially when they get food poisoning and are all fighting for the bathroom.

You and Bucky take yet another break after the film, just stretching and finding something to drink.

"So what's the verdict, Barnes? Are you enjoying the films?"

He grins. "Your taste is all over the place, huh? That last one we watched was raunchy."

"But hilarious! You need to watch the Hangover trilogy, but you definitely need to watch that with Steve and then watch him squirm at the pictures that roll with the credits."

"I'll keep that in mind."

Jurassic Park holds his attention and he can't help but comment how stupid one has to be to replicate dinosaur DNA and then open up a park with live dinosaurs. You laugh, but don't bother commenting. You'll tell him later there are more movies involved, with yet another idiotic man who felt he could get the park up and running once more.

It's getting dark, but it's still a little too early for dinner. One more movie and then you'll order or go out and pick something up.

"So this last one for the day is a movie that's directed more towards the female viewers, but you did ask for my favorite films and Practical Magic is my absolute favorite."

"Well put it on, doll."

As you press play on Practical Magic, you quickly grab a throw blanket and snuggle in. Instead of watching Bucky, you watch the film and mumble certain quotes to yourself. The magic scenes always bring a soft smile to your face just as Gary's confession to Sally of I wished for you too breaks your heart, and Sally and Gillian's heartfelt sister moment makes you cry.

Afterwards, Bucky hums in thought. "So that's your favorite?"

"Absolutely." You tell him. He's watching you curiously and you grin. "If I show you something, you promise not to laugh?"

"I'll try."

"Whatever. That's good enough for me." Standing up, you walk towards him and kneel, and tell him to pull your shirt sideways by the armhole next to your left arm. There on the back of your left shoulder and forever etched into your skin is a salt shaker, a rosemary plant, a lavender plant, and a heart. You then rattle off one of your favorite quotes to him. "Always throw spilt salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Plant lavender for luck and fall in love whenever you can."

Bucky chuckles as you get up, retaking your spot on the sofa. "You really are a fan of the movie."

You nod. "As a little girl, I was fascinated by magic. I thought I'd grow out of it, but I only grew more fond of it. And then I found Practical Magic and it had a bit of everything I adored."

"So what's the one scene that just gets you every time?"

"Ugh. You're making me choose?!" You feign being distraught and he grins. As you think about it, you keep coming back to two scenes in particular. "So there's two," you tell him, "and I'm not choosing between them." Bucky nods, awaiting your answer. "Gillian's possession. When Sally calls together the other mothers who were mean to her in order to make a temporary coven to save her sister, and Gillian begs Sally to just let her ghost ex have her."

Bucky hums. "That was a bit sad, doll. I saw you shedding a few tears over that."

"Mhm. And the other scene is when Sally comes clean to Gary and admits that she did a spell as a child to call forth her perfect love thinking it wouldn't exist, only it did. When Gary tells Sally that he wished for her too, it just breaks my fuckin' heart."

"Let me guess, you were one of the girls who cast her own spell after seeing that scene." You stay quiet for a moment and the second you feel your face heat, Bucky laughs. "What did you wish for?"

You groan quietly. "If I tell you, you can't laugh!" He only smiles in response and you know he won't drop it until you tell him. "Fine. So even though I knew it would never work, I gathered the weirdest objects and wished for a significant other with dark hair and colored eyes. He had to be protective and funny and love me for me. Simple."

For some reason you can't seem to meet Bucky's gaze then and you feel awkward the longer the silence stretches on.

"So dinner?" He asks.

"Oh god, yes please. Pizza and wings?"

"Sounds good."

You have the nearby pizza place on speed dial, so after finding out Bucky's preferences you make the call and place the order. It's going to be about a thirty minute wait, so you fill the time sending Steve pic after pic of Bucky who's none the wiser as he scrolls through his own phone and adding the most asinine comments to each picture. Steve thinks it's absolutely hilarious.

Then when the pizza and wings arrive, you beat Bucky to the door and thrust several bills at the delivery boy. He's more than happy with his tip and you hurriedly wave him off before shutting the door. You laugh at Bucky's disgruntled expression and then place everything on the table while gathering a beer for both you and him.

"Don't let me have more than two," you tell him while handing him his own bottle of beer.

Bucky agrees and the two of you dig into your own personal pizzas and boxes of wings once you're situated around the table. As you're eating, Bucky asks about what other movies you hold near and dear. You fill him in on a few others and he hesitantly puts it out there that he'd be up for another movie marathon when you both have a day off. You agree that that's doable.

Halfway through dinner, as you and Bucky are chuckling over the thought of making Steve sit through Bridesmaids, there's a sound of glass breaking from your living room and a muffled curse. The two of you immediately cease making any type of noise and Bucky is up with a gun in hand.

"Where the hell did that come from?! You hiss.

The telltale sound of a window then sliding shut can be heard.

"Shut up and get behind me."

The authority in his voice makes you freeze and your heart flutter at the same time, and you have to mentally scold yourself before you quickly do as he says. You follow Bucky towards the living, ready to duck at the ready, only to sigh and roll your eyes when you see who it is.

Bucky stands tall and lowers his gun. "Parker." You can practically hear the annoyance in his voice.

"Mr. Barnes?" Peeking around his shoulder, you raise your eyebrow at your best friend who's been too busy for you and is now frowning at Bucky. When he catches sight of you, he asks, "What's going on?"

"Uh, well we were having dinner until we thought someone was breaking in."

"Alone?!"

Your brow furrows at Peter's incredulousness, only for him to realize you're not impressed with his tone. You raise an eyebrow at him and cross your arms over your chest. "Did you need something?"

"Oh, um, yeah." He shifts from foot to foot, gesturing to his face where there's a scrape on his cheekbone. "My ribs took a beating too. Can you patch me up?"

"Sure." You sigh. "Why not."

Before you can leave to go to the bathroom to get the supplies you need, Bucky says, "I'll just get out of your way then."

You stop and face him. "What? But we haven't even finished our food. It won't take me long."

"It's fine, doll." He grins when he realizes you're trying to get him to stay. "You gotta hit the hay early anyway. We'll talk soon."

You hold his gaze for a moment longer, sighing when he won't budge. "Well at least take your food with you. No use in it going to waste."

Bucky nods and heads back to the kitchen, collecting his food. You watch him and then follow him to the door, holding his food while he bends over to lace up his boots. Once he retakes his food and you open the door, he thanks you for the time away from the tower and disappears down the hall.

Shutting the door and then heading back into the living room, you tell Peter to get back into his regular clothes so you can get to his ribs while you go gather your medical supplies.

Meeting Peter back in the living room and setting everything down on the coffee table, he says, "So you and Bucky-"

"Don't." You pick up the peroxide bottle and soak a cotton ball in it. "Bucky and I are friends."

Peter manages to keep his mouth shut as you clean the scrape on his cheek and place a small bandage on it. Then when you've checked his ribs and tell him he just needs to ice them, he mumbles, "Friends who apparently lick each other." You snort and think nothing of his sullen tone, but when you look at his face you see he's actually being quite serious. There's no chuckle or boyish grin and for a moment you're absolutely floored at his attitude. "I don't think I'm comfortable with Bucky being alone with you in your apartment."

"Are you- are you kidding me?" You huff and take a step back from him. When Peter just continues to frown, you shake your head at him. "First of all, I'm an adult woman who can make her own decisions."

"I know, but-"

"I'm not finished!" You snap. Peter's eyes widen, but he smartly ceases talking. "I am allowed to have friends whether you like them or not. We have a pact, Petey, and since I'm still abiding by it I would hope that you would too."

"Yeah, but that's for significant others!"

"Significant others or friends, it doesn't matter. And you should be grateful I've kept my mouth shut when it comes to you and Leslie because let me tell you, I've been biting my tongue a lot these past few weeks. Bucky and the others have stepped up since you've abandoned me, so you have absolutely no room to tell me that you're uncomfortable with him or any of them being around me."

"Leslie isn't that bad and I have not abandoned you." You snort, but don't bother opening that can of worms even further. He finally gets annoyed with your quietness. "I'm here, aren't I?"

"You're here because you needed a bandage. Tell me, Peter, where are you going after here? Where are you going after making five minutes of small talk and calling it a night?" He opens his mouth and then snaps it shut, shrugs, and you shake your head at him once more in disappointment. "Exactly. Just go, Peter. I'm so over this conversation right now and I have work in the morning."

"Wait, but we promised we'd never leave a conversation where we were still annoyed with each other!"

"And we also promised we'd never judge who the other decided to spend time with, but here we are." He frowns at you. "Go to your girlfriend, Peter. We'll talk again in another few days or weeks or whenever. I don't care right now."

Peter stands there, gaping, before he pulls himself together and makes his way back towards the window he had crawled through. He glances at you one last time, but you merely keep staring until his mask encompasses his head once more and he lifts the window before taking his leave.

As the window shuts behind him, you sag in on yourself and your breathing stutters in your chest as your eyes fill with tears. You've never been this angry at Peter and the fact that he thinks it's okay to ignore you until he needs something and then has an opinion about who you hang out with was just too much for you to let slide.

You quickly gather everything from your coffee table and return it to its rightful place in your bathroom, and throw away the trash. Your appetite is long gone, so you put up what's left of your food and then head to your room to gather some clothes so you can shower and get into bed.

By the time you've crawled into bed, you're still a bit annoyed. So grabbing your phone, you pull up your text messages and click on Bucky's thread.

To Bucky: Well that was a shit show. I don't think I've ever made Petey leave my apartment while we were still angry with each other.

From Bucky: I'm sorry, doll. Anything I can do?

To Bucky: If he gives you attitude, get a non-serum individual to punch him. You, Steve, and probably Nat will send him flying into the wall.

From Bucky: If I remember..

To Bucky: Well I mean if you forget, I won't complain. I'll probably laugh when he comes crying to me.

From Bucky: You're a terrible human being.

To Bucky: Whatever. You adore me just the way I am. And now I should get some shut eye. I'll talk to you soon. Night, Sarge.

From Bucky: Night, sweetheart.

For the next couple of weeks, you keep yourself busy with work. Bucky and a few others do go on a mission as he said they would, so you keep your texts to a minimum of three each day- a good morning, a random story from that day, and a good night. They're gone for four days and in those four days you've not heard from Peter. The only reason you know he's not completely done with you is the fact he likes your posts that you put up on social media.

But since you're not currently speaking to your best friend and are too exhausted to hang out with anyone else, you're in a bit of a funk and completely caught off guard one evening when the patient a police officer brings in smacks you right across the face. You had been trying to insert an IV into his arm when he completely lost his shit, and then you were hit so hard that you were strewn across the gurney behind you. And in your vulnerable position, a fistful of your hair had been grabbed and yanked right before the police officer had intervened and pulled the patient off of you.

You had been given a bit of time to ice your cheek before you had to get back to work, but your face and scalp were hurting you the entire time.

On your way home, however, you're surprised to receive a call from Pepper. You're heading towards your apartment complex when she invites you to dinner there at the tower since Darcy is finally back in town, and you hate to do it, but you're not exactly up to be around such a rowdy bunch. So you apologize to Pepper and ask her to apologize to Darcy for you, and take a rain check. Immediately she knows something is wrong, but you only tell her you had a rough night at work and all you want is a hot shower and to crawl into bed. She hesitates but wishes you well, and the call ends moments later.

When you get home, you waste no time in locking the door behind you and heading straight for your bathroom. You strip down and take the hottest shower your body is capable of handling, and let yourself relax in the steam-filled room. Afterwards, as you're drying off, you gently dry your hair since your scalp is still sensitive and then get dressed in some of your comfort clothes.

Then heading out into the kitchen, you find some leftovers in your fridge and heat those up, tiredly sitting at your kitchen table and digging in. Just as you're done with your food and heading towards the living room, someone pounds on your apartment door. You sigh, hoping they go away, and have only plopped down onto the sofa when a familiar gruff voice speaks through the wood.

You quietly groan as Bucky tells you he knows you're there and you get up to open the door for him. He's on the verge of knocking again when you swing the door open. "Hey. Pepper said-" He trails off as he takes in your appearance, expression going slack before his jaw clenches in anger. "Who?"

You shake your head, gesturing him inside as you turn around and walk towards your sofa. You hear your door click shut before the footsteps follow you. "Work got a little hectic. No need to hunt down anyone, Barnes. I'm fine."

"Half your face is bruised, doll. You are not fine."

"It's all part of my job." You shrug and plop down onto the sofa once more. Pulling a blanket over your lap, you stare up at your friend. "There will always be a drunk and disorderly patient. I was just lucky he didn't do more damage."

Bucky frowns, but he doesn't push you on it. Instead, he walks over and sits next to you, angling his body towards yours when gentle fingers grasp your chin to angle your face more towards him. "What exactly happened?" He asks as his eyes dart over every inch of your face.

"Some petty criminal did some damage to his head in the back of a patrol car. Police officer brought him in and he seemed pretty docile up until I jabbed him with the IV. He got the drop on me. It happens." Gentle fingers brush along your cheekbone and you flinch. Tears sting your eyes as you sniffle. "I'm fine."

"Just because you keep sayin' that doesn't mean it's true."

Your bottom lip wobbles at his words and you lose the battle with keeping the tears at bay. The moment they fall, Bucky pulls you into a hug and you cry into his shoulder. "Dammit," you mumble. "See what you started!"

Bucky chuckles and he holds you a few moments longer, rubbing a hand up and your back to offer a semblance of comfort. When he lets you go, you fall back against the sofa cushions and wipe the tears away with your blanket. "So what are we watching?" He asks while settling in next to you and draping an arm behind your head.

"Shouldn't you go back to the tower and have dinner with the rest of them? I'm-"

"If you say you're fine one more time, I will drag you back to the tower and let Steve motherhen you."

You sigh. "Low blow, Buckaroo."

"And for that horrendous nickname, you've lost the privilege of choosing what we're going to watch."

You laugh and don't bother arguing with him about it as he leans across you to snag up the remote. When he settles back down and you snuggle into his side, you huff a small laugh when he settles on TLC which is showing 90 Day Fiancé.

"Why this show?" You ask.

"Because it blows my mind that some people are so oblivious and can't see that their chosen partner is only in it for the green card."

As you let his reasoning sink in, you can't help but giggle as you picture Bucky sitting in his own apartment and bad mouthing the TV because he didn't like the decisions the people were making in their love life. You watch along with him, cringing at the more obvious couples that are only headed for future divorce and smiling when one of the couples is actually in it for love.

You manage to almost watch a complete two hour episode when there's a knock on your door, but you're too comfortable to get up and answer it.

"You get it," you say as you nudge Bucky.

He nudges you back. "It's your apartment."

"Yeah, but I don't feel like getting up."

"You could have at least come up with a better excuse."

You grin, finally taking your eyes off the screen and glancing up at Bucky. "M'too tired. Brain's not working fast enough." He continues to give you a deadpan stare until you jut out your bottom lip. "Please?"

The second Bucky's lips twitch, you know you've won. He huffs and roughly pushes himself up off the sofa as if answering the door is a hardship, and you go back to watching TV. At least until you hear a familiar voice stammer, "Uh, h-hey Mr. Barnes. Is Y/N home?"

Your gaze snaps towards the door where Peter is standing out in the hallway, hands in his pockets as he sheepishly stares at Bucky. The man in question turns and raises an eyebrow at you as if saying what do I do and you give him a terse nod to let him know it's okay. Bucky steps aside and Peter readily walks in.

"I should be getting back to the tower," Bucky suddenly says. "You kids have fun."

This time it's your turn to give him a deadpan stare and he smirks right before slipping his boots back on. Then as soon as they're laced up, he's walking out the door and shutting it behind him. Peter, who hadn't stopped staring at the intimidating man, finally turns to look at you. And when he does, his eyes widen.

"What happened to your face?!"

You sigh. "I'm fine. Just had a little incident at work."

"And Mr. Barnes was what? Comforting you?"

"First of all, can you stop calling him Mr. Barnes? You two avenge together and what not. I'm pretty sure that means you're on a first name basis." Peter grins as he takes a seat on the recliner near you, shrugging. "And Bucky was here because when I turned down dinner at the tower, Pepper figured something was wrong. Bucky took it upon himself to check in."

"So are you two like a thing or something?" He wonders.

"We're just.. friends," you say. "For some unknown reason we clicked and we're comfortable in each other's company."

For a moment Peter doesn't say anything, nor will he meet your gaze, but then he's looking at you and sighing. "I'm sorry." You blink at him, surprised to hear the apology. "I shouldn't have freaked out that one night. Who you are friends with and who you decide to date is your business."

You finally smile, even though it's rather small. "Thank you. And don't get me wrong, I know you meant well, but you should have dropped it and just trusted my judgment."

"Yeah. I know," he mumbles.

"Soo.. are we good?" You ask.

"Yeah."

"Good. I was getting tired of you liking my posts and not commenting on them."

Peter snorts. A moment of silence passes and then he says, "So you'll be glad to know that Leslie and I aren't together anymore. I broke it off earlier tonight."

You wince. "Sorry."

"Nah. Don't be. She was totally using me for access to the tower." You're torn between being smug about being right and being sad for your friend who just ended his relationship. "I only realized it earlier when she got upset because Mr. Rogers posted a picture of you and Mr. Barnes together, and she had a few choice words to say about it."

"What? Steve posted a picture of us?" You quickly pull out your phone, checking social media for any notifications. There are none, but as you get on Instagram you check Steve's page and sure enough there's a new pic that shows Bucky staring fondly at you as you laugh at something on your phone. "That little shit didn't tag us!"

As your thumbs move furiously to give Steve a piece of your mind and to comment how adorable you and Bucky look, Peter can't help but say, "You're attracted to him."

Your texting falters and you quickly glance at your friend to gauge his reaction, but when he just looks amused, you shrug. "I mean have you seen him? How could I not be attracted to him?"

"Does he know?"

"I have a feeling he does. Asshole likes to fluster me every now and then."

"Well if it makes you feel any better, I'm pretty sure he likes you back." You snort and go back to finishing up the comment on Steve's post. "I'm serious. When we stopped talking, he threatened me. He was pissed that I made you cry and said I was lucky. He's actually really scary when you're on his bad side."

It takes a moment for his words to sink in and when they do you can feel your ears heating up, followed by your cheeks. Peter starts to laugh and you groan in embarrassment. "Why is this so weird? Dating should be easy!"

"Well he is an Avenger.."

"I don't care about that! He's just- he's really, really hot. It's intimidating."

"Wait, what?" Peter huffs. "So you're intimidated by his hotness and not because he's a super-soldier with a metal arm?"

"Well yeah."

Expression melting into one of confusion, your friend eventually shakes his head at you. "You're on your own with that. Good luck."

You hadn't realized how much everyone had known about your and Peter's brief falling out until the two of you were laughing together once again at the tower. It seemed like everyone had sagged in relief now that the two of you were poking fun at one another once more, and you had to apologize for apparently making it awkward for them.

And now that your best friend knew of your crush on a certain super-soldier, there was lots of teasing material. Of course you kept him in line when you could, but there was no stopping the force of Peter, Wanda, and Darcy combined.

It's a random Tuesday night when you've driven over to the Tower, Bucky having called you over for dinner with a few friends. You had the day off so you didn't mind heading on over, but as the elevator doors slide open after having ridden up to the communal floor, you yelp in surprise as the small gathered crows that shout, "Happy birthday!", at you.

Steve, Wanda, Sam, and Peter pop confetti poppers as you step out of the elevator, eyes wide as you glance between each of them. "My birthday is not until tomorrow!" You hiss.

"But you work tomorrow." Wanda frowns.

"Mhm." Your eyes then narrow, glancing behind them at the streamers and balloons hanging from the ceiling. "And how'd you guys even know?"

Everyone glances at Peter and he takes a step back when your gaze slides to him. He chuckles sheepishly. "I might have hid your birthday cupcake here and Steve found it."

"Petey," you groan. "Why couldn't you just hide it at aunt May's like usual? You know I dislike birthday celebrations."

"You don't dislike them. You just dislike all the attention being on you."

"Whatever. Where's Barnes? He's the one who lured me here under false pretenses. I got a bone to pick with him too."

Everyone turns around and Bucky's head appears from around the corner. He smirks and you glare at him. "Not false pretenses. We are having dinner," he says. "It just so happens to be a birthday dinner. And it's running a little bit late, so until the food gets here you get to open presents."

"You guys all suck."

Peter and Wanda each take a hand and drag you further into the room, heading towards the kitchen. Bucky fully steps out from behind the wall and you aim a kick at his shin as you're walking by. He laughs as he easily dodges it and then you're standing by the kitchen island that's been cleared of everything other than birthday presents.

You huff a small laugh and shake your head fondly at them. "I love you guys, but you do know you didn't have to get me anything, right?"

"Shut up and open the presents," Bucky says.

"Open mine first," Sam says, reaching into the small pile and pulling out a white envelope. "Unlike the others, I was literally told within the last thirty minutes we were doing this so yeah. It's not the best present, but I think you'll enjoy it."

You smile at Sam as you open it, chuckling at the plain birthday card and his brief personal message written inside. But it's what else that's inside that makes you meet Sam's gaze once more, smiling fondly at him. "Thank you. I can't get enough of bubble tea and I'm sure I can do some damage with this gift card."

"You're welcome."

"Mine next." Peter reaches in for a medium-sized box and hands it over to you. "I know you're not a fan of presents, so I got you something I actually knew you'd enjoy."

Raising an eyebrow at him, you pull the lid off of the box. Then glancing down, you snort before pulling out a bottle of Patron Silver Tequila. "I knew we were best friends for a reason."

Steve groans. "Please drink responsibly."

"Please. Responsible is my middle name, Rogers." Everyone snorts and instead of trying to remain serious and feign offense, you end up laughing. "Sam and Buck are good babysitters. You have nothing to worry about."

"That's to be determined," he says. "Here. Open mine. I honestly had no idea what to get you, but Peter assured me you'd enjoy this."

Putting the bottle of tequila back in its box, you accept Steve's gift. Pulling off the ribbon, you can't help but laugh when you see what's inside. "Cards Against Humanity." Peter cheers. "We're playing this the next time I have off," you say, grinning at Steve.

"What is Cards Against Humanity?" He wonders. "I just picked it up and boxed it."

"It's possibly one of the most confusing card games or raunchy card games you'll ever play," Sam says. "I, for one, am looking forward to it."

"Thank you, Steve. I seriously can't wait to play it."

"You're welcome."

Wanda claps her hands. "Mine and Darcy's next. She ordered online and I had to pick it up earlier. But, um, I'm not sure you want to open it up in front of everyone."

"Oh god. Don't tell me it's a vibrator."

Sam laughs out loud as both Peter and Steve start blushing. Bucky looks rather amused and intrigued as Wanda slides two boxes over to you. She shakes her head, giggling. "Not quite."

For a brief moment you're relieved, but then her answer sinks in and you're hesitant all over again. You groan. "Is yours safer? I feel like it is. Which one is it?"

Wanda only smirks as she pushes her box towards you. You open it, marvel at its contents, and then put the lid back on much to the boys' displeasure. Trying to keep a straight face, you look at Wanda. "How many sets did you get?"

"There's four. All in colors that will look amazing against your skin tone."

"Thank you. I'll send you pictures when I wear them."

"Yes please! Natasha wants to know how they fit as well. She was the one who suggested them."

"I'll send them to the ladies group chat then."

"Well that's not fair," Sam complains. "First for not showing us what's inside the box and then you guys have a ladies only group chat. I wanna be in the ladies only group chat."

"But then that defeats the purpose of it being a ladies only group chat," you muse.

"Come on," Peter then whines. "What was the present?"

Your gaze slides to Peter, but instead of outright saying what it is, you say, "Think back to that one Halloween night where you wouldn't let me out of the dorm until I switched costumes."

It takes him only a minute to understand and when he does, he snorts. "That wasn't a costume! That was lingerie."

"Whoa, what?" Sam exclaims, grinning.

"Lingerie can be worn as a costume?" Steve wonders.

"I was actually a Victoria's Secret Angel, complete with the most amazing set of wings, and Petey forbade me from leaving the room. It was a sad, sad night."

"As much as I wanna get into that," Sam says, "I wanna know what Barnes got you more."

You chuckle and glance at Bucky, smile faltering when you see him tense. But then he seems to shake himself out of it and offers you a grin. "Open the bigger one first."

Wanda clears away the other presents as Bucky slides his two towards you. You feel giddy as you grab the bigger box, untying the black silk ribbons and lifting the lid. There's tissue paper you open up and you gasp, happily giggling. "You didn't?!"

"Well you did say it was your favorite movie, sweetheart."

"Yes!" You glance up, beaming at Bucky, and your heart swells at his own smile being directed at you. "I really, really love this. I can't wait to hang it up."

"What is it?" Peter wonders, trying to peer across the island.

"It's a quote from Practical Magic," you say and Peter huffs a laugh, knowing full well your love for that movie. You carefully pick it up and turn it around so everyone can see it as you read it off by heart. "Always throw spilt salt over your left shoulder. Keep rosemary by your garden gate. Plant lavender for luck and fall in love whenever you can."

"Aw," Wanda coos. "That's adorable."

"I made Bucky watch this movie a while back," you say. "I need to show it to you one of these days."

"I'm looking forward to it," she says.

With nothing else to say, you place it back in its box and set it aside in favor for the second box. It's a little smaller, but you're excited for it nonetheless. Untying the ribbon and lifting the lid, you immediately laugh at the white petals scattered atop the tissue paper.

"Barnes, you smooth sonuvabitch," Sam mutters.

Steve and Peter laugh, but you're so focused on the notecard that's under some of the petals. Lifting it up, you read the note to yourself because immediately you know it's personal. My better half has to be funny, get along with my friends, won't judge me for my past, and has decent taste in movies.

Heart fluttering, you bite the corner of your lip when it feels like you're smiling way too much.

"Well what does Prince Charming have to say?" Sam asks.

"That's none of your business." You close the note and then tuck into your back pocket, chuckling when Sam and Wanda complain. When you meet Bucky's gaze, you immediately flush and mentally curse yourself when you see him smirk in return.

Inhaling and exhaling deeply, you center yourself and then part the tissue paper. You look at the second portrait and gasp after you read it.

"What? What is it?" Peter wonders.

This second portrait is of a hand drawn bowl with a tipped over salt shaker, a small bundle of lavender, a small bundle of rosemary, and a heart beneath it. Above the bowl is a swirl of flower petals and inside the swirl of petals, in very pretty cursive writing, are the words I wished for you too.

Did he just- did he confess his own feelings by using a Practical Magic quote? Or was this just you overthinking his present? You glance to meet Bucky's gaze and at his gauging expression your eyes fill with tears.

"What did you do, Barnes?!" Sam scolds him. "You made the poor girl cry at her own birthday celebration!"

But Bucky isn't paying him any attention, instead he's solely focused on you. You set the present aside and walk around the kitchen island on shaky legs, and Bucky readily reaches for your waist as you grab his face and pull him down into a kiss.

You can't believe you're kissing Bucky, but then he squeezes your waist and returns the kiss, and you know you made the right choice.

Someone gasps, but then the following words let you know exactly who it is. "Darcy is going to be so angry she missed this." Wanda. That is Wanda.

"What the hell is going on?" Sam wonders. "What type of present can cause this type of reaction?"

You smile against Bucky's mouth, pressing a chaste kiss to the corner of his mouth before falling flat on your feet after having been on the tips of your toes in order to reach his mouth.

"It's my favorite quote from my favorite movie," you say. You turn around to address your friends, but Bucky doesn't let you go far. He wraps one arm around your waist and tugs you back so you're resting against his chest and tucked beneath his chin. "It's a movie about witches," you explain. "These two little girls are being raised by their aunts and they see them performing love spells for a local woman. Basically, one of the young girls refuses to fall in love after witnessing a love spell gone wrong and she does her own spell to call forward a love that would be impossible to find- a man who's favorite shape would be a star and who had one green eye, one blue. Years down the road, the sisters accidentally murder a man."

Sam snorts. "How the hell does one accidentally murder someone?"

"Shush." Wanda admonishes him. "I want to hear the story behind the gift."

You and Bucky chuckle, and you continue to explain. "Anyway, they send in an US Marshall to investigate the disappearance and the one who had done the love spell at a young age starts to fall for this man. She ends up telling him about the murder, but he doesn't quite believe her. Then they're on the verge of hooking up when she gets a good look at his eyes- one green eye, one blue."

"Oh my god. That's so cute!" Wanda says.

"It gets cuter. And sadder," you say. "So she explains to this man about her family, the murder, and how she can't be with him because he's only attracted to her because of a love spell she did when she was just a little girl. At first he's skeptical about this spell bringing him to her, but then he ends up believing her. And as he's walking away from her, he stops to tell her I wished for you too."

"So you made out with Barnes because of that?" Sam shakes his head, chuckling. "Wow."

"It's fuckin' adorable. Stop ruining the moment, Samuel!" Bucky laughs at your words and pulls you closer to him.

"So while I'm happy for Buck," Steve says, "I'm still really curious about what Darcy's gift is."

Peter nods. "Same."

Wanda giggles, but says nothing as she grabs the box and slides it over to you. You groan because you know it can be nothing good, but you still open it since everyone is watching and waiting. As soon as you part the tissue paper and read the box, alongside taking in the picture on the box, your face flames as you shove the lid back on. Wanda cackles.

"I hate her."

"She said to give the remote to-"

"Don't!" You cut Wanda off, blushing even further. "I know who she means to have control of that."

"They- they make underwear that does that?" Bucky muses and you die a little on the inside in embarrassment. You elbow him as he starts to laugh behind you.

Sam instantly knows what the gift is now and starts to laugh, but Steve and Peter apparently need some help.

"Lewis got you vibrating panties, didn't she?"

"Oh my god, Sam, if you don't shut up I'm gonna punch you in the throat."

Steve is torn between laughing and trying not to make you even more uncomfortable, but his amusement wins out. "Given Y/N's flustered state, I'm assuming Darcy wants Bucky to have the remote."

"I mean this seems like it could make for an interesting night."

Everyone laughs at Bucky's sudden interest in the box you're doing your damnedest to keep shut, but luckily Peter steps in. "As much I love watching Y/N squirm, can we get ready to eat? I'm starving."

"Yeah, yeah. Let's go wait downstairs for it, kid."

Sam and Peter head for the elevator to take them down to the lobby, and you turn around in Bucky's hold. "Help me take this stuff to my car so I don't have to do it later?"

"Sure thing, doll." He grins. But instead of stepping away, he pushes you further into the kitchen island. You smile as he cages you in and then huff a laugh when he reaches for the box behind you. "So exactly how long do we have to be dating before we can test these out?"

You slowly lean upward so your lips brush his as you say, "I'd say very, very soon if you would put your ass into gear and help me move these presents like I asked."

Bucky laughs and presses a quick kiss to your lips. "Then let's get to it."

The telltale sound of a phone's camera goes off and you turn your face towards the sound. Wanda is beaming, her phone pointed towards you and Bucky. "Darcy wanted evidence I wasn't lying. She's going to be so happy."

Bucky turns his face to look at her then, his cheek brushing against yours where he's yet to back off from you. "Tell Lewis I said thanks for the present. I'll give her my review of them in a few weeks."

Wanda's eyes widen and you immediately blurt, "Don't you dare!" But she's already texting and you know the group chat full of ladies is going to be full of messages that you'll have to reply to later. Quietly groaning, you slap your hands against Bucky's waist and push him back. Looking up at him, you shake your head but the corner of your lips turn up in amusement. "You're terrible. I would threaten to withhold sex, but I've been looking forward to that for a while. I'd just be punishing us both."

"Just tell me when and where, sweetheart, and I'll be there."

"Oh no. You guys are going to be that couple," Steve complains.

And without missing a beat, you face him and say, "Fuck off, Rogers!" Bucky snorts.

"You're cranky when you haven't gotten laid."

You gasp as Bucky bursts out laughing right in your ear, but he quickly catches you as you try to lunge for his best friend. "You know what, I was going to be discreet when banging your best friend, but now I'm going to tell you all the filthy things Bucky likes to do just to annoy you. I will go into excruciating detail about the look and taste of his dick!"

Steve blanches as it's Wanda's turn to burst out laughing. "You've done it now, Steve."

And as Steve looks to Bucky for help, he merely shrugs. "You brought this on yourself, Stevie. Hope you enjoy the play by plays."

Relaxing in Bucky's hold and moving so you're hip to hip with him, you slide your arm behind his waist and hook your thumb into the belt loop of his jeans. "We're going to have so much fun."

[freewayshark]

Fuck It Friday

Tagged by @clusterbuck ! Gonna do something a lil different and post a wip I started last night that I was really excited about for the entire like twenty minutes I was writing it and then got bored with instantly because I’m terrible like that 😂 but I don’t know, if what I post here sparks anyone’s interest maybe my interest will like. I don’t know, re-pique? Anyway, it’s ROUGH and also a Quantum Leap au lmfao because that whole thing Ben and Addison have going on is very buddie shaped

Buck wakes up and he immediately knows something is wrong.

He’s in the driver’s seat of an old, unfamiliar van. He looks down at himself and he’s in old fashioned clothes he doesn’t recognize, and there’s just something off that he can’t place.

Until he looks in the rearview mirror and the face staring back at him is a stranger’s.

He’s leapt out of the van before his brain even really registers the what the fuckery of what just happened. He stands on the sidewalk, gaping down at himself. Now that he’s seen his not reflection he can catalogue the things that had seemed off before. His hands are a little smaller, his center of gravity a little lower. He touches his hair, it’s a little longer than he remembers his being, the texture different as well.

“What the fuck,” he whispers. He looks around, spotting a movie theatre across the street, the marquee promoting showings for the Goonies and St. Elmo’s Fire. A record store next door has a poster for Live Aid, July 13th, 1985. “What the fuck,” he repeats, louder.

“Oh thank god, we found you,” a voice says behind him. He spins and comes face to face with the most gorgeous man he’s ever seen. Fluffy dark hair on top of big soft brown eyes, a tight green Henley doing little to cover up what Buck is sure is a mouth-watering physique.

“Do I know you?” He asks, and he regrets it for the way the man reacts like Buck had slapped him.

“I—” the man says, clearly thrown off. “We—we knew memory loss could be a side effect of a leap, but I still didn’t really expect…You really don’t know me?”

He studies the man. He somehow doesn’t feel like a stranger, but that’s about all Buck’s got. Well…He’s looking up, just slightly at him, and he has the same feeling of wrongness about that as he had when he’d looked down at himself. He’d wager he’s normally the taller of the two.

“Crazy question, but, since you obviously know me, do I uh. Look different?”

“Not to me. As your guide, you just look like you.”

“My guide? And what did you mean about a leap?”

“Uh, ok. We can handle this. It’s a lot to explain, but that’s ok. I—” the man is interrupted when a loud alarm sounds. They both whip towards the source, just as a group bursts out the front of the bank the van he’d woken up in was parked in front of.

They all have ski masks and loaded duffel bags, and they’re running straight towards Buck and the van.

“Nick, what the fuck? Get in the damn van,” one of them shouts, pausing and gesturing wildly at him.

“Nick?” He questions.

“Fuck ok, no time for explanations,” the gorgeous man says. “Uh, so, trust me here. They think you’re Nick, their getaway driver. So, you better drive.” And then, the most surprising thing of all happens, which is that one of the people running from the bank they’ve apparently robbed runs straight through the guy. He fritzes out for a second before looking perfectly solid and normal. “Oh yeah,” he adds. “I’m not really here. Just a hologram only you can see.”

“Nick!” One of the robbers shouts again, and Buck finally unglues his feet from the pavement and races back to the van. He jumps in, starts it, and peals out onto the street. And then promptly realizes he has no clue where he’s going.

Tagging @megslovesbooks @fiona-fififi @gayhoediaz @pettyeddiediaz @sibylsleaves @elvensorceress whassup

[classic80sand90smovieloves2]

Meeting and Dating Brand Walsh

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)

- Pretty much everybody in your town knows each other by name, phone number and house number so either way you would have known of Brand; and him of you, your entire life.

- That being said: you and Brand had been best friends since the two of you were little. You would always be over at the Walsh house and practically attached to Brand by the hip. You’d babysit Mikey with him, take the goonies trick or treating; any free time you had you spent it at their house.

- You were practically a part of the family and with that closeness came the gradual development of your feelings for the sweet boy who always took care of you and knew you better than anyone else.

- It seemed like the natural order of things that the two of you would get together. You’d both been; quite obviously, dancing around your feelings for each other for quite some time.

- Finally, one day after school while you were sitting in front of him; watching mtv while he exercised, he’d suddenly asked what you’d say if he asked you out. Without hesitating, you’d replied that you’d say yes.

“...Then do you want to go out?” He asked and you’d turned to look back at him with a smile, answering with a yes and watching as a grin lit up his face.

- The two of you went to a town fair for your first date which was most likely interrupted by the goonies more than a few times. You spent the afternoon running around playing games, going on rides and sharing food as you smiled and roughhoused a bit.

- You shared your first kiss at the end of the night, right that the gates of the fair. It was short, soft and sweet and you couldn’t have asked for any better. You shared a few more as he walked you home and the two of you said goodnight with as much love and hope in your hearts as possible.

- And just like that, everything in your lives seemed to fall into place.

- There’s a lot of pda in your relationship. He’s a very touchy person in general so of course he’s going to have his hands, arms and lips on you as much as possible.

- His arms are wrapped around you constantly.

- Handholding.

- Forehead kisses. 

- Passionate kisses. He likes when you wrap your arms around his neck; or wrapping his arms around your neck. 

- Soft kisses. Brand is a gentle, sweet boy under his jerky, older brother act and a lot of his kisses reflect that.

- Tight hugs where he lifts you off the ground.

- Getting slung over his shoulder.

- He can’t help but smile and/or shyly chuckle whenever someone mentions you but he always tries his best to get out a “leave her out of this wimp”.

- Being tugged into his lap.

- Cuddling on his arm chair.

- Brand doesn’t really care how you cuddle as long as you are cuddling. That being said: a lot of the time, you’ll cuddle while hugging each other.

- His mother pays more attention to Mikey most of the time so he’s somewhat starved for attention.

- He’s probably pretended to hurt himself/be hurt so that you’d baby him a little.

“Oh, I must have pulled a muscle or something ow ouch that really hurts-oh y/n, really, you don’t have to help- ow, ow, ouch. I mean really it’s fine, I’ll be fine.”

- Play roughhousing. What’s better than wrestling with your boyfriend?

- The goonies call him out for it, but; half the time, he lets you win whatever it is you’re doing together because he likes seeing your little excited reactions.

- A gentleman when it comes down to it. He’ll help you up/down places, open doors for you, carry you so that you don’t get your shoes wet or hold his jacket over his head, etc.

- Since you’ve been friends for so long, he just isn’t used to calling you pet names so he usually just calls you by your real name. Occasionally, he’ll throw in a sweetheart or babe every now and again.

- Him and Mikey both rush to the door every time it rings to see if it’s for them.

- Getting him to be nicer to the goonies. He isn’t necessarily awful to them but he does act like a jerky older brother so you get him to ease up on that a bit.

- He occasionally gets a little jealous over how cute you find his little brother. Everyone’s always soooo worried about Mikey and paying attention to little Mikey.

- It’s incredibly easy for you to persuade him to do things. All you have to do is give him a little smile and grab his arm/hand and he’s pretty much immediately surrendering to your whims.

- You once convinced him to let you do his makeup; he was folding his arms the whole time and the goonies may or may not have walked in but he let you. It also may or may not have been because he knows Mikey would have probably let you do it to him, and because he’s just a pushover for you.

- Bike rides. He paid a lot of money for his bike so he obviously wants to use it, and it gets you a little privacy; away from the goonies. 

- Going on little adventures. 

- Beach dates. 

- Walking home from school together, or just always going to his house once classes are over. 

- Television dates. What do teenagers do besides watch MTV?

- Wandering around town and just doing whatever comes to mind. The two of you rarely have a plan when you go out and usually just wind up finding a place to sit, talk, and makeout without his brother stumbling across you; though he probably still has. 

- The goonies crashing your dates. You have a bit of a soft spot for them so you usually feel bad when telling them to leave, which ultimately leads to Brand relenting and letting them stay for a little while.

- Given that Mikey is his brother and his mother is his mother, he has a habit of absentmindedly correcting you when you make a mistake. It’s sort of nice though, since he never treats you like you’re stupid; just says the right thing without and moves on even thinking.

- He thinks everything you do is really cool. He especially thinks it’s cool when you stand up to people and/or act all tough; especially if you’re small.

- His mother obviously loves you. She’s liked you since you were little and probably figured that it was only a matter of time before the two of you got together.

- Driving the two of you places and/or helping him pass his next drivers test. 

- Making sure he exercises responsibly. 

- Different shows of strength; he really likes impressing you. Why not show off a little when you’re working so hard at something?

- Getting to wear his jacket since he’s protective and used to being an authority figure. He also just finds it cute that it’s so big on you.

- Cute little jokes, sarcasm, and quips. He’ll be able to make you laugh somehow!

- He’s always listening to you, even when it seems like he isn’t paying attention.

- He always notices when you’re upset and just opens his arms so that you can give him a hug. He’s good at and likes being able to comfort you; even if he can act like a jerk sometimes.

- He’s not an incredibly jealous person but he does get a little annoyed at certain people; it’s usually justified though ...unless it’s his brother. He won’t exactly try to hide it either, he’ll make it clear that he doesn’t like someone, he’ll just never give you a straight answer as to why. (His dislike of someone also isn’t helped by Mouth trying to provoke him.)

- He’s obviously very protective of you. He’s perfectly willing to fight someone or jump into danger right after you. Whenever you’re scared, you’ll probably have a habit of clinging to him because of it. He’ll merely pull you close and make sure you’re okay whenever you do.

- There’s a few arguments here and there but you don’t ever really fight very seriously. It’s not too often that he completely loses his temper so things don’t usually escalate beyond him getting the normal amount of annoyed.

- You just leave his house with a pointed “fine!”, spend some time on your own to cool off and then; maybe, return some time later with a willingness to make up. Either that or he’ll call you later that night and give an apology.

- “I love yous” every once in a while. He’s a typical teenager; and one with older brother tendencies at that, so he doesn’t say it too often though it is often enough.

- Well, he isn’t going anywhere any time soon, and his feelings for you certainly wont be either, so you have nothing to worry about in the long run. Might as well start planning the wedding now, honey.

[mk-tozier]

BRAT| RICHIE TOZIER X READER

@softbumble asked: I was wanting a smut with Richie x quiet reader where the reader is acting like a brat and Richie decides to teach them some manners.

17-18 years old or whatever age you want idc lmao

I’m sorry if this is bad or not what you wanted, I’m also gonna be kinda slow on requests, I’m trying the best as i can. Also sorry if its short or kinda rushed I’ve been kinda busy!

It’s kinda bad and very repetitive. Thats on me tho cuz its rushed. Again sorry if this is not what you had in mind. I was also writing this with the IQ of 2 because my brain was not working after taking a 1 hour and a half science test and then a math test right after so please excuse the absolute chaos this writing is.

warnings: smut, language, slight choking, degrading, teasing, fingering, overstimulation, idk man’, unedited as hell

I sat in Bill’s living room, next to Richie, sitting on the couch. An hour before me and Richie were at home, fingers tangled in each others hair, He trailed kisses down my neck, leaving hickeys and love bites on my neck as he played with the waistband of my underwear, teasing me and rubbing my clit through it. Then we got a call from Bill asking to hangout and Richie being Richie said we’ll go and left me unsatisfied. So now i was stuck on the couch, bored and horny. “why do you look so upset y/n, did something happen?” Ben asks. “No I’m just tired, thats all.” i said sweetly, but shooting Richie a glare. He smirked, before looking back at the tv which was playing some movie that i had no interest in. Bill and Stan were setting things up, getting snacks from the kitchen, board games from the closet, getting things together. I wasn’t exactly sure what we were doing but we were waiting for them to finish up.

Stan came into the living room, placing a bowl of chips onto the table. “Heyy stanny boyyyyyyyyyyy” I giggled, i have no idea why but i made myself laugh. “hey Y/n” He smiled. “you’re my twin” i say. “how so?” he asks, seeming genuinely interested in what i had to say. “We’re both quiet, sassy, funny” i stop to send Stan a wink at the word ‘funny’ “and cool people” I smile brightly. “i agree” he shakes his head, smiling. I look over to see a annoyed Richie. Hes very easy to make jealous, thats whats fun about him. Stan walked out of the room to continue helping Bill. “flirting with another guy” Richie muttered to himself, in a growl. I put my hand on Richies thigh. He looked over at me. “what’re you doing?” he growls again. “nothing” i shrug. I lay my head on his shoulder.

time skip

i layed with Richie comfortablely, My hand still on his thigh. The boys finished setting everything up, putting on ‘The Goonies’. I moved my hand higher up Richies thigh, closer to his manhood. I looked up at him, Richies jaw clenched. “Richieeee” i whined into his ear. “what?” he replies. “i need youuuu.” i whine again, kissing his neck. “wait until we get home” he mutters. “but i need you now” i brush my hand against his clothed dick, feeling it harden a bit. “baby pleaseee” “I said wait until we get home” Richie growls into my ear. I huff but listen to him, keeping my hand on his thigh. He moves my hand off his thigh and onto the couch. I huff again, annoyed, hes being no fun. I wait a few minutes before putting my hand back on his thigh. “princess, stop it” he whispers into my ear. I ignore him, moving my hand closer to his manhood. “if you dont stop I’ll have to punish you” he growls. I stop moving my hand, leaving it directly on his hard-on. Richie keeps his eyes on the tv, jaw clenched and anger in his eyes. Just what i wanted. I began to palm Richie through his joggers, causing his breath to hitch. He grabbed my wrist, moving it away from my pants. “I just remembered i told my parents that I’d have Y/n over for dinner, they love her so they insist in inviting her to dinners. they’ll kill me if I’m late so we gotta go” Richie says to the losers, they nod understanding. He pulls me through the living room and out the door, shutting it behind him. “what the fuck was that?!?” Richie growls. He gets on his bike, i get on the back, wrapping my arms around him. “answer me” “its your fault, you said we could go to Bill’s, maybe if you werent such a tease then i wouldnt of done what i did” I snap back. “Acting like a brat now, are we?” he says, pedalling faster

When we arrived to the house Richie threw his bike to the ground on his front lawn, he dragged me inside, the door unlocked. Richie pushed me against the wall, attacking my neck. “Made me lie to the losers because you were so needy” He mumbled against my neck. “Needy slut can’t even wait until we get home” Richie says before beginning to suck and lick at my soft spot. I moan from the unexpected contact. “you like that? hmm?”  i nod my head. Richie trails down my neck, kissing my cleavage, his hands roam under my shirt. “Rich, not here” i gasp. “Its my house, we can fuck wheverever the hell i want” He grumbled. Richie picks me up, walking up the stairs, continuing to attack my neck with hickies. He pushes open his bedroom door, kicking it closed when we enter the room, throwing me on the bed. Richie quickly takes off his shirt, throwing it somewhere, revealing his pale skin and skinny frame. He walks over to the bed, getting on top of me, arms on both sides of my body. Richie takes off my shirt, throwing it behind him. He kisses around my bra and down my stomach, kissing the skin right before my shorts/skirt, leaving hickies along the way, getting closer to where i needed him the most. “Rich, please” I whine. “please what? Use your words” “i need you, please” i whine again. “bad girls dont get what they want, beg for it.” He growls into my ear, the raspiness of his voice and the lust in his eyes made me want him more, a wetness pooling in my underwear. Richie unclasped my bra, attacking my breasts, licking and sucking at one nipple as he fondled with the other breast. “please Richie, i need you inside me so bad, your fingers, your tongue, anything, i just need you. so, so, so bad Rich” I beg. “such a needy slut, you’ll use anything to get off, won’t you? so desperate for my cock, huh” Richie kisses down my stomach, removing my shorts/skirt. “you’re so wet for me. you’re my little whore, just begging for my cock.I barely touched you and you’re all riled up?”  Richie smirks.  

He puts his thumb on my clit, rubbing me through my underwear, i moan, satisfaction running through me. Richie rubbed my clit slowly, applying pressure. “please Rich, please i need you inside of me.” I whine. “Such a impatient needy slut, can’t wait to feel my fingers inside of you, falling apart just from a little touch” He pulls down my underwear slightly, blowing air onto my clit. “such a little whore, all soaked” Richie pushes one finger into me, thrusting slowly, i moan loudly, before biting my lip. “faster Rich please” i let out quickly. He speeds up his pace, lifting himself to my lips. Richie connects his lips with mine, kissing me softly, sometimes he can’t help himself and he’ll kiss me softly or passionately, he’ll never admit it but he has a soft spot. Richie curls his finger, hitting a different angle, causing me to moan into the kiss. “you like that? hmm?“ I nod my head moaning, my hips buck, the familiar pit in my stomach growing, i clenched around his finger. Richie enters another finger, thrusting quickly. My hips buck again, i moan loudly, letting my hands go to his hair, tugging. “fuck, rich im gonna cum” i whine, clenching around his fingers. I feel my release pulsing through me. Richie pulls his fingers out, i whine, annoyed. “riiich” “Bad girls dont get to cum” He says before licking his fingers. “you always taste so good princess” Richie connects my lips with his once again, shoving his tongue in my mouth, sucking on my bottom lip. He pulls away, lowering himself. Richie licks a stripe up my pussy unexpectedly. “Rich!” i squeal. He swirls his tongue around my clit and down to my slit. Richie licks my clit slowly, holding my thighs. I bite my lip, holding back the sounds. He begins speeding up the pace, drawing little circles on my thighs with his fingers.

Richie starts licking slower before sucking on my clit, i cover my mouth, whining. Richie sits up, grabbing my hand. “let me hear you, dont cover your mouth. i want everyone to hear what a slut you are, let them know that you’re mine” He says before lowering himself, beginning to suck on my clit again. “Rich! Fuck!” i gasp, causing him to suck on my clit faster, i could feel the pit in my stomach growing already. My hips bucked into his mouth, i tugged on his hair. “Richieee baby im close” i groaned. He sucked faster, licking at my clit, swirling and moving his tongue. My hips bucked again as i let out an aspirated moan. “I’m gonna cum, fuck” i moaned, Richie pulled away quickly. “Riiiich.” I whine. “I told you, bad girls dont get to cum” he leans over me, arms on both sides of me again. “Maybe next time you’ll learn your lesson, flirting with Stan and acting like a brat? You had it coming” Richie whispers into my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “Needy slut” He mumbles. He connects our lips once again, my hands travel to his hair, playing with it. Richie grinds against my heat, groaning into the kiss,his hard on rubbing me through his joggers. “Rich i need you, please. I know I’m a bad girl, please i learned my lesson, I’ll behave i promise”

“Yeah? You want this cock? Huh?” “Yes. Please richie.” “Good girl, begging for me so well. You’re gonna behave?” “Yes i will.  i promise rich. I’ll be patient and i wont flirt with anyone, I’m yours and only yours” Richie groans. He gets off the bed, taking offf his joggers, his dick clearly showing through his boxers, is it up, helping him remove them. “Eager brat” Richie chuckles, he crawls onto the bed, pushing me onto my back. He looks up at me, his tip nearing my entrance. I nod, letting him know to go ahead. Richie slowly enters me, groaning, his precum leaking into my entrance. “So wet and warm for me” he groans. “Rich” i plead. Richie starts to thrust into me slowly, i moan, finally getting the pleasure i wanted. “Can Stanley fuck you this good? Huh?” Richie picks up the pace. I shake my head, whining. “Does his dick fill you up like this?” “N-no only you do.” I gasp. “Who’s are you?” He thrusts faster, groaning. “I’m yours Rich, only yours.” Richie groans again, he leans over, sucking on my neck, leaving dark purple bruises. My back arches and i moan loudly. He hovers over me again. “You’re mine” his words made the pit in my stomach grow, Richie puts his hand around my neck, making me moan. “You like that? You like when i choke you like the little toy you are.” He growls. I whimper, nodding my head. “You like using my hand as a necklace, hm? You like when i use you as my little sex toy?” Richie groans, i moan, his words sending me over the edge, my hips start bucking as i clench around him. “Are you gonna cum, princess?” I nod my head “yes richie. I’m gonna cum, please let me cum” I whimper again. “Go ahead doll, cum for me, cum all over my cock. I wanna see you” He whispers into my ear, completely sending me over the edge, making me cum harshly, my vision blurred from all the pleasure hitting me. “AH! RICH!” Richie chuckles,  kissing my cheek. His fast pace continues, the grip on my neck loosening a bit. “Rich.” I whimper. “You wanted my dick, you’re getting it. You’re gonna take it until i cum, is that alright?” I nod, moaning from overstimulation. “You like that baby? You like how I’m using you as my little cocksleeve?” He groans into my ear. I nod, whining. Richies thrusts start to falter, getting sloppier. I can feel my high coming back, the pit in my stomach starting again. My hips buck again, clenching around Rich. He groans, making me clench around his dick more. “B-Baby you close again?” He says, shutting his eyes. “Mhm” “cum again for me. I’m here, its okay.” He thrusts rougher into me, his head falling back in pleasure. I whine, his pleasure sending me over the edge, cumming. Richie groans, his dick twitching inside of me. “I’m close. Shit. You fuck so good princess, taking my dick so well.” “You’re so good rich, filling my up with your big dick.” I whine, he groans, cumming in me, stopping his thrusts.

Richie pants, i run my fingers through his hair. “You did so well doll” He flashes me his signature goofy grin. Richie looked down. “That was hot.” He chuckles, i smile admiring his features. “I love you Rich.” I whisper, barely audible. Richies head snaps up, his cheeks red. “Y-you what? Did i hear that r-right. Y-you love me?” His face softens, he smiles slightly. “I love you too Doll.” Richie plants a small sweet kiss on my lips, he pulls out. “You need a bath princess?” He asks. “That’d be nice.” I say softly. “C’mon I’ll go set up the bath”

[m-o-o-n-s-g-o-o-n-s]

IT’S MUSIC TIME MY GOONIES PT. 3

FT. MY YOUTUBE PLAYLIST

hehe, so i have been wanting to do one of these again for a while now, so here we are! but instead, we’re doing my youtube playlist, which has all the slowed, sadder versions of songs that i like. yes, i like sad songs, oops :P. ballads have always been my jam, probably always will be so, here are some songs from my playlist! once again, putting the playlist on shuffle and just going with the flow besides the occasional skip lol :P

people i feel like would like to see this: @loth-wolffe @weirdcharacter @ladykatakuri @ahsokasleftbicep

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happier by olivia rodrigo but it’s ten times sadder

by wisterxiaa

i love slowed versions of songs, that is like the way to my heart lol 😂 this is really nice, her voice sounds really cool slowed down like this. the electric guitar in like the middle sounds so cool omgg. is it sad? yeah, a little, but it’s really nice slowed down like this. most of the time, the titles say this in my playlist, but i just like the way it’s slowed lol 😂. the thumbnail is so pretty 9/10, love the purple and the monarch butterflies :) overall, recommend this song when your in the mood for some olivia rodrigo, but a tad bit sadder. AND THE OOH’S AT THE END HIT DIFFERENT OMGGGG AND SHE SOUNDS SO BROKEN AND SOFT AT THE END APOBIHJ[OADSIJB

everybody loves somebody - dean martin (slowed n reverb)

by starclouds

pretty sure i got this song from General Angsty (if i didn’t, apologizes), but this slowed down verison HITS THE SPOT. i love his voice in this slowed way, it is so interesting. also, it’s reverb? like? yes, please. the thumbnail is actually a GIF that is a fountain, it’s pretty cool, 7/10, also this makes me wanna sway with like Echo or something (actually now that i think of it, i’m pretty sure i got this from General Angsty’s dancing post with the boys, which made me so SoFt omg :)) overall, recommend listen to this when you wanna sway with your lover in like a dance club, but your nestled into their neck and your pulled so close and it’s warm in their embrace :) the instruments also are really nice in this verison.

Clair De Lune Ethereal Remix

by A.Krishna

IF ALL MUSIC SUDDENLY BECAME ETHEREAL ON YOUTUBE, I WOULD MOST LIKELY CRY. so i love ethereal remixes, there’s just something so… whimsical about ethereal remixes. this song is so pretty and beautiful on ethereal omgggGGGg. the thumbnail is beautiful 10000000/10. I just- this sounds like a song you would use as like a look back through your entire life, like every memory and moment just appearing as this song plays WOW. and when the piano climax’s in the midDLE OMGGGG it is INSANE, LIKE THE EMOTIONS THAT GO THROUGH MY BRAIN AOBIASDNB and then it gets super soft and quiet aaaahhhh CAN YOU TELL I LIKE ETHEREAL?? IDK IF YOU CAN 😂 anyways, overall recommend this song when your just watching the rain fall and reminiscing about good times in your life :)

heather - conan gray ( slowed + reverb)

by Vibey

okay definitely this song is sadder slowed, like THE FEELS OMGG but it’s amazing slowed, like the original is awesome, AND THEN THIS???!! so the thumbnail is a really pretty GIF of this VHS tape just playing, and it’s purple so 10/10. this definitely brings the raspy part of his voice, and i really like it (or that’s just the reverb lol 😂) only thing i do not like about this slowed version is it cuts off the end of the song at the end of the video, and I don’t know why, but it’s still really good, so i don’t mind too much :). it’s very pretty and sad all at the same time. overall, recommend listening to this song when your just chilling, staring up at the ceiling and your like “let’s be a puddle of sad for a sec”

Chiquitita(slowed+reverbed)💜

by Brown Aesthetic Syndrome

LIL’ SOKA, IT’S OUR SONG!! OUR SONG SLOWED AND REVERBED IS SO PRETTY, AND AWESOME!!! MKAY, SO THE THUMBNAIL IS COOL, 8/10, THE FLOWERS ARE PRETTY!! YES, I WILL BE SCREAMING ABOUT THIS SONG LOL 😂 THE PIANO SOUNDS SO PRETTY IN THIS, LIKE IT’S SO MUCH MORE BROUGHT OUT :))), AND THEIR VOICES SOUND SO PRETTY SLOWED!!! OH AND THE CHORUS ITS DIFFERENT OMGGGGG AOPBINAS[FDPOIBJOFIBOAFINBPOJ IT’S SO INSANE OMGGG AOIBAPDOFSKGN!! ANYWAYS RECOMMEND THIS SONG WHEN YOU ARE LIKE “I NEED ABBA VIBES, BUT SLOWED” ALBKNDSPFOBIN

billie eilish - my future - slowed dreamy reverb

by ayabe

so this song is incredible, like it slowed really hits different. billie’s voice has always been so interesting to me because sometimes she sings like very whisper like, and other times she is full on belting like going insane, and i really like that she uses her voice in multiple different ways during her songs. billie is the number one artist i go to when i really wanna be in the feels, and this verison of my future is so amazing. the beat is so interesting, and the thumbnail is really cool 9/10, also i don’t know what the language is nor, do i know what it says, so if you do, let me know lol 😂 but the picture is cool. this song is one i listen to all the time because it’s just- yes. overall recommend this song when your chilling in bed, just in the dark, with the window open on a summer night :)

friends on the other side - s l o w e d

by angelicsounds

THIS IS SO EPIC SLOWED OMGGGGG I CAN’T NOT EVEN EXPLAIN AOBPINADOPBNF I REALLY FEEL LIKE A SPOOKY DUDE WHO KNOWS HOW TO DO SOME SPOOKY STUFF OMGGG i love the original song, and i also really like the cover by annapantsu, definitely recommend her verison too! this has got to be the coolest disney villain song slowed down, hands down. the thumbnail is a GIF of this anime character’s eyes doing weird looking highlight stuff lol idk what to call it, 8/10. overall, recommend when you wanna listen to a song that makes you feel like the main villain in a story :) AND THE ENDING HITS DIFFERENT OMGGGGGGGG

le valse de l’amour - patrick doyle (slowed down)

by mari

okay, so we all know that I love Cinderella. and this song is so incredible, i can’t- okay, but just imagine… the bad batch, undercover at a senate ball, you, trying to make sure the senators are safe. the boys are in their separate locations, you know, watching, making sure everyone is good. some random dude from out of nowhere tries to make you dance with him. you are obviously like “um, what the heck, please no sir.” and suddenly…

“may i have this dance?”

it’s Hunter (or crosshair, but i’ve written a fic about Hunter dancing with the reader, so i feel like he would be a good dancer).

anyways, he whisks you away from random dude, and your like “Hunter there’s no music” because the orchestra just finished their previous song, and he’s like

“just wait.”

bam, this song comes on.

and suddenly, Hunter’s waltzing with you and you didn’t even know he could waltz. and it’s exactly like the scene from Cinderella 2015. So you two are doing your own thing in the middle of the ballroom, and everyone starts moving out of the way because woah these people are really good at dancing

and you are just shocked because HOW??

and he just leads you through the whole thing. he spins you around, and if your wearing a dress and it’s got some tulle on it, it swishes around when he spins you and oh my god the butterflies and smile he gets when you giggle because you love the way it swirls around you. and then people start backing up more, because at this rate, you guys are taking up the whole dance floor.

and you just keep going, and he starts pick you up and spinning you around when the harp comes on. and he grabs you by the waist and starts swinging you around just like Kit & Ella do in the movie. and then the end of the song comes, and he dips you, brings you back up, and that’s it.

and when it’s all said and done, you just look at him, and well, he obviously looks extremely handsome, his suit is all pressed, and his hair is done back in a bun, but he’s got a few wisps coming out from your whole little dancing experience, and all you can say is:

“I-”

“shhh, mesh’la. later. i’ll tell you later.”

anyways, thumbnail is a solid 11/10, and recommend if you wanna daydream about dancing at a senator ball with Hunter.

no i am not planning on writing a fic about this, what you you implying? okay, yes i am, i am. no shame 😂

sleeping beauty - once upon a dream (slowed + reverb)

by Paige Coddington

sleeping beauty is one of my favorite disney princesses besides rapunzel & cinderella, so i love this. The GIF is so pretty, 10/10. Aurora’s voice is pretty, and her vibrato is so much more prominent in this verison, and i am obsessed. this is so pretty, I- speechless, actually. and then philip comes in and it’s just ✨ also, i always like aurora in the pink dress when i was younger, but now i kind of like the blue dress more. they should have just given her a purple dress i guess lol 😂 overall, really pretty, recommend when you are in the mood for some more nostalgic disney vibes :)

D a n c i n g Q u e e n 女王

by v a p o r w a v e

okay so i originally found this on an edit of “the snap from avengers infinity war, but dancing queen” -

and when i tell you that the snap got even sadder, I-

anyways, i also really like vaporwave music, very interesting and very cool. i love the video because i’m pretty sure it’s the original music video, but it looks like your looking through a kaleidoscope, so 100000000/10. this song is so good vaporwave, like, just yes. like when i say this hits different, like for real, this hits different. ABBA is always good, but this by far has to be my favorite thing of ABBA music i have ever found. It’s like…

it’s just incredible.

like i said with the ethereal remix of clair de lune, this is like a song that you put on your life, and just look at all the memories and moments that have happened to you.

overall, recommend when you wanna just sit and think for awhile, or maybe make the snap from avengers infinity war sadder

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and that’s it! i decided that i would just stick to 10, the other ones i have done are about 12, and i just thought it was a good number lol 😂 i hope you guys enjoy these as much as I do, and check out my pinned post to see them all linked on one post :)

lots of spells (& music listening),

moony

[wiypt-writes]

What The Stark Spangled F**k?

A Stark Spangled Forever Drabble- Star Spangled Diva

Summary- It’s boys night, and there’s a gatecrasher… Warnings –None really A/N- This was requested by @icanfeelastormbrewing​- Rori being a full tilt diva…

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Katie Stark and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

Stark Spangled Forever Masterlist // Main Masterlist

“You ok Pal?” Steve looked to his right at Jamie who was sat cross legged on the sofa, piece of pizza in his hand.

Jamie grinned and nodded “Boy’s time huh, Dad?”

“You got that right.” Steve said, extending his long legs in front of him along the cushions of the smaller side of the L-shape.

“Boys!” Harry repeated where he sat in between them, face covered in bits of pizza as he sat with a plate on his knee.

Steve smiled and took a pull from his bottle of beer.

“No girls…” Bucky winked from the armchair, shoving piece of pizza in his mouth.

“No girls…” Jamie agreed with a nod. Steve and Bucky exchanged a look, both of them grinning at one another before Steve picked up the remote and pressed play on the DVD.

“So what’s this film about?” Bucky asked.

“You’ve never seen The Goonies?” Jamie looked at him incredulously. “Where the hell have you been for the last like 40 years?”

“You don’t want me to answer that.” Bucky mumbled, causing Steve to snort.

“Well, its about these kids, and they go looking for treasure that’s been hidden by a pirate called One Eyed Willie, and they need it to save their homes from being knocked down by some dude that wants to build a gold resort…” Jamie turned to look at Bucky “And they meet these bad guys that are like super- bad and then they find Sloth and…”

“How about you let Buck watch it huh son?” Steve said gently as the opening credits on the film stopped and it started

“Oh, yeah, right…” Jamie nodded, his eyes fixed back on the screen.

They sat in comfortable silence, the only noise really coming from Harry as he occasionally piped up with some kind of babble which was on the whole nonsense, but they answered him with some form of response never-the-less. They’d just started to laugh at the bit where Mikey’s older brother went off after them all on a small girl’s bike when Steve’s ears picked up footsteps on the stairs.

A moment later the door to the living room swung open and Rori twirled into the lounge in her little pink bathrobe. Her hair was pulled back in an elaborate braid, and she was walking with her toes pointed out like a little ballerina, hands held out in front of her, fingers splayed the way Katie did when she had painted her nails.

“Look Daddy, I-“

“Get lost Rori.” Jamie sighed cutting her off, as Steve paused the DVD. He turned to look at Jamie, raising his eyebrows. Harry grinned at his sister whereas Jamie folded his arms and glared at her. “But Dad!”

“I know, just…” he held his hand up and looked at Bucky who was grinning from ear to ear at Rori’s prancing. Steve turned to his daughter who had now moved to the spot in front of the TV grinning at him, completely unabashed at her brother’s attitude towards her. “Sweetie?”

“Look Daddy, Uncle Bucky!” she babbled excitedly “Momma did my hair and my nails and…” she twirled round again and then looked at him then Bucky before she smiled and held her hands up above her head like she was cheering and Harry clapped his hands together, obligingly.  “I’m Aurora Sarah Natasha Rogers Kardasheen.”

“It’s Kardashian, dumbass.” James shot back.

“James,” Steve glared at him, “don’t speak to her like that.

James glowered at his father and Steve rolled his eyes with a sigh and looked at Bucky.

“What the hell is a Kardasheen?” Bucky shrugged.

“No idea.” Steve shrugged.

“You two are clueless.” Jamie sighed.

“luless.” Harry repeated, nodding solemnly. 

Steve looked down at the tot who flashed him a grin and he gave a snort, shaking his head.

“They’re like TV princesses, Daddy!” Rori told him “They have a TV show and they have their hair done and things and other stuff, and like…”

“Rori…” Katie’s voice spoke from the door as she walked into the room, her own robe wrapped around her.  “You said you were going to the den to fetch a toy. Leave the boys alone…”

“But I just wanted to show Daddy how pretty I was…” “You’re always pretty princess.” Steve smiled as Rori gave a grin and skipped to him for a hug. “Just like your Momma.” he flashed Katie a wink as he spoke an she rolled her eyes at him, a soft smile on her face.

“Where’s mine?” Bucky asked and she wriggled out of her Dad’s hold and shot over to her Uncle, launching herself at him. She sat on his knee for a second as she showed Bucky her painted nails before Jamie made a growling noise in his throat.

“Sorry sweetie.” Katie smiled at him “We’ll be out of your hair in a minute. I know it’s Boy’s Night…”

She shot Steve a wink as he grinned back at her. Boy’s Night was one night a week Jamie got some quality time with his Father without Rori demanding all the attention, which she did constantly, which was why Bucky referred to her as Steve’s little Star Spangled Diva.

And Steve had to admit, never had a nickname been so apt.

“Rori, come on.” Katie spoke a little more sternly this time and Rori gave a dramatic sigh and climbed off Bucky’s knee walking over to her mother.

“Can we get some popcorn?” She asked Katie as she led her out of the lounge, closing the door behind them, their chatter dying own as they headed to the kitchen.

“What on Earth made you think having a girl was a good idea?” Jamie gave a dramatic shake of his head. Steve paused, beer bottle held to his mouth as he looked at Bucky who was grinning

“Well son, you don’t get a choice.” Steve explained, fighting back his laughter. “It’s a fifty-fifty chance.”

“Well in that case,” Jamie let out a loud huff, sitting back against the cushions, “I’m NEVER having kids.”

**Original Posting**

[cardest]

Portland/Oregon playlist

Have you your truffles? Good! Let’s tune into the Portland and Oregon playlist then. I have yet to visit this part of the world but from the outside looking in, the underground music scene there looks vibrant and alive. I just knew I had to make this playlist. So grab your Goonies map and let’s get started!

Play the songs here at this link: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-iHPcxymC1-HwP6df4-LafCNdA-xlmsT

I know there are more metal acts in Oregon not yet on this list. I will gladly update it and if you know any songs I overlooked, throw them this way. Cheers.

PORTLAND & OREGON

001 Clutch -  Oregon 002 Replacements - Portland 003 Portlandia - Opening sequence 004 Yob - Ball Of Molten Lead 005 The Sonics -  The Witch 006 Michael Hurley- Portland Water 007 Agalloch -  The Lodge 008 Bewitcher - Hot Nights Red Lights 009 Helmet - Rude 010 Poison Idea  - Just To Get Away 011 Carrie Brownstein - Portland, Oregon You're My Home 012 The Wipers - Youth of America 013 Elliott Smith - Rose Parade 014 High on Fire -  Spewn from the Earth 015 Cowboy Junkies - Oregon Hill 016 Bridge City Sinners - Song of the Siren 017 Laura Gibson - Live Long in Oregon 018 Lord Dying -  Summoning The Faithless 019 Loretta Lynn & Jack White 'Portland, Oregon' 020 Toxic Holocaust -  Rat Eater 021 Aldebaran - The Obscene 022 Q5 - Pull The Trigger 023 The Pynnacles - Walk 024 Usnea - Random Cosmic Violence 025 Jenny Dont and the Spurs - Call of the Road 025 Mania - Drowning in Black Void 026 Kingston Trio-Portland Town 027 Satyress - Esta Noche 028 Wild Dogs - Woman in Chains 029 Country Joe Mac - Pastures Of Plenty 030 NRPS - Portland Woman 031 Holy Grove - Aurora 032 DAN REED NETWORK - Get To You 033 SOFT KILL - Trying Not To Die 034  Galactic Cowboys - Oregon 035 Graves at sea -  Betting on black 036 WITCH VOMIT  - Doomed In The Realm Of The Dead 037 Lita Ford - Out for blood 038 Nightfell - I Am Decay 039 PILLORIAN - A Stygian Pyre 040 Randy Newman and Paul Simon - The Blues 041 Poison Idea - Plastic Bomb 042 Thrones - Oracle 043 Leathürbitch - I Want What You Got 044 L'Acephale - The Book of Lies 045 16 - Landloper 046 Cemetery Lust -  Cum On The Cross 047 Noxeema - cords and demons 048 Witch Mountain -  Psycho Animundi 049 Johnny Cash _Lumberjack 050 YOB  - Nothing To Win 051 Helmet  - Iron Head 052 MAITA - Best Wishes 053 Agalloch - Falling Snow 054 Grails -  Deep Snow 055 Ural Thomas And The Pain - Smile 056 BEAUREGARDE - I Got Something 057 Unknown Mortal Orchestra - Hunnybee 058 Jungle Nausea - Alternative 059 INSECT ARK - Sea Harps 060 Akem Manah - The Twisted Rites Of Satans Bride 061 Moon Duo - Lost in Light 062 Ray Stevens - The Haircut Song (Original) 063 Dirty Revival - Closer 064 Sleater Kinney - A New Wave 065 Hell - Umbilicus 066 Cyndi Lauper - The Goonies 'R' Good Enough 067 Aerial Ruin -- Where the Shadow Stands 068 Jackie - O Motherfucker - The Tree 069 Ossuarium - Writhing in Emptiness 070 Idle Hands - Can You Hear The Rain 071 The Goon Squad - Eight Arms to Hold You (From The Goonies Soundtrack) 072 Robert Cray - Right Next Door (Because Of Me) 073 Hour of 13 -  Sea of Trees 074 Marianne Faithfull - Portland Town 075 Matt Cameron -  In the Trees 076 Paul Revere and the Raiders - Kicks 077 Primus -  13 Salmon Men 078 Grateful Dead - Pride of Cucamonga 079 Abronia - Cross The Hill 080 Graves at sea -  History of sickness 081 Avail - Scuffle Town 082 The Night Flight Orchestra -  Something Mysterious 083 Foo Fighters -  Long Road To Ruin 084 Arctic Flowers - Glass on Ice 085 Killer Be Killed -  Twelve Labors 086 Toxic Holocaust - Nuke The Cross 087 Melvins -  Roadbull 088 Quarterflash - Harden My Heart 089 Spellcaster - Night Hides The World 090 Grave Dust - The Chase 091 Lithics - Excuse Generator (from Mating Surfaces) 092 Ritual Necromancy - Dementia 093 The Bongos - Totem Pole 094 The Chromatics - Into the Black 095 Uada - The Purging Fire 096 Soundgarden -  Rhinosaur 097 Weregoat - The Hideous Stench of Occult Slaughter 098 Holy Grove - Blade Born 099 Weird Al Yankovic - Talk Soup 100 The Shining - Theme HD 101 The Dandy Warhols Bohemian Like You 102 Don Jones - Bigfoot 103 Barn Owl -  Pacific Isolation 104 JELLO BIAFRA, NOMEANSNO  - The Myth Is Real 105 Canned Heat - On The Road Again 106 Dennistati Wilson - Pacific Ocean Blues 107 OSSUARIUM - Blaze Of Bodies 108 Tenacious D - Papagenu (Hes My Sassafrass) 109 Ævangelist - Cloister of the Temple of Death 110 Leviathan - Wicked Fields of Calm 111 Time Rift - Eternal Rock 112 Middian - Dreamless Eye 113 The Cure -  A Forest 114  Yellow Swans - Hot Pan 115 YOB -  The Screen 116 Testament -  Canna Business 117 Hawkwind - High Rise 118 Sleep -  Marijuanaut's Theme 119 America - Green monkey 120 Mastodon -  Circle of Cysquatch 121 The Dark Red Seed - Darker Days 122 C Bogart -  Matting Call of the Red-Spotted Toad, Bufo Punctatus 123 Alice In Chains -  Red Giant 124 Tracy Bonham - Mother Mother 125 Tom Cochrane -  Life Is A Highway 126 Crowbar -  Song Of The Dunes 127 Everclear - Fire Maple Song 128 VITRIOL - I Drown Nightly 129 Helmet - Turned Out 130 Dolly Parton - Eugene Oregon 131 Torture Rack - Festering Castration 132 The lollipop shoppe - you must be a witch 133 Woody Guthrie - Oregon Trail 134 L'Acephale - Sovereignty (Dieu–Die Sonne Stirbt–Sovereignty) 135 Witch Mountain - Priceless Pain 136 Agalloch  - The Wolves of Timberline 137 Sleater-Kinney - Hurry On Home 138 Nu Shooz - Point Of No Return 139 Lithics - hands 140 Nature Trail To Hell - Weird Al Yankovic 141 Falls of Rauros - Weapons of Refusal 142 Aerial Ruin - with pale 143 Sculptured - The Shape of Rage   144 Khôrada - Edeste 145 Maestus - Deliquesce 146 High On Fire - The Black Plot 147 Defiance - Portland's Burning 148 Carrie Brownstein and Fred Armisen - The Dream of the 90s is alive in Portland 149 The Dandy Warhols - Solid 150 Paul Revere & The Raiders - Him or Me - What's It Gonna Be? 151 Melvins/Joe Preston - Bricklebrit 152 The Wipers - Romeo 153 Mat Kearney - Coming Home (Oregon Ducks) 154 Poison Idea  -  Lifestyles 155 Red Fang - DOEN 666 YOB - Adrift in the Ocean

Hit play: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-iHPcxymC1-HwP6df4-LafCNdA-xlmsT

[what-is-your-plan-today]

What the Stark Spangled F**k?

One Shot- Star Spangled Diva

Summary- It’s boys night, and there’s a gatecrasher... Warnings -None A/N- This was requested by @icanfeelastormbrewing​- Rori being a full tilt diva...

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“You ok Pal?” Steve looked to his right at Jamie who was sat cross legged on the sofa, piece of pizza in his hand.

Jamie grinned and nodded “Boy’s time huh, Dad?”

“You got that right.” Steve said, extending his long legs in front of him along the cushions of the smaller side of the L-shape.

“Boys!” Harry repeated where he sat in between them, face covered in bits of pizza as he sat with a plate on his knee.

Steve smiled and took a pull from his bottle of beer.

“No girls…” Bucky winked from the armchair, shoving piece of pizza in his mouth.

“No girls…” Jamie agreed with a nod. Steve and Bucky exchanged a look, both of them grinning at one another before Steve picked up the remote and pressed play on the DVD.

“So what’s this film about?” Bucky asked.

“You’ve never seen The Goonies?” Jamie looked at him incredulously. “Where the hell have you been for the last like 40 years?”

“You don’t want me to answer that.” Bucky mumbled, causing Steve to snort.

“Well, its about these kids, and they go looking for treasure that’s been hidden by a pirate called One Eyed Willie, and they need it to save their homes from being knocked down by some dude that wants to build a gold resort…” Jamie turned to look at Bucky “And they meet these bad guys that are like super- bad and then they find Sloth and…”

“How about you let Buck watch it huh son?” Steve said gently as the opening credits on the film stopped and it started

“Oh, yeah, right…” Jamie nodded, his eyes fixed back on the screen.

They sat in comfortable silence, the only noise really coming from Harry as he occasionally piped up with some kind of babble which was on the whole nonsense, but they answered him with some form of response never-the-less. They’d just started to laugh at the bit where Mikey’s older brother went off after them all on a small girl’s bike when Steve’s ears picked up footsteps on the stairs.

A moment later the door to the living room swung open and Rori twirled into the lounge in her little pink bathrobe. Her hair was pulled back in an elaborate braid, and she was walking with her toes pointed out like a little ballerina, hands held out in front of her, fingers splayed the way Katie did when she had painted her nails.

“Look Daddy, I-“

“Get lost Rori…” Jamie sighed cutting her off, as Steve paused the DVD. He turned to look at Jamie, raising his eyebrows. Harry grinned at his sister whereas Jamie folded his arms and glared at her. “But Dad…”

“I know, just…” he held his hand up and looked at Bucky who was grinning from ear to ear at Rori’s prancing. Steve turned to his daughter who had now moved to the spot in front of the TV grinning at him, completely unabashed at her brother’s attitude towards her. “Sweetie?”

“Look Daddy, Uncle Bucky!” she babbled excitedly “Momma did my hair and my nails and…” she twirled round again and then looked at him then Bucky before she smiled and held her hands up above her head like she was cheering and Harry clapped his hands together, obligingly.  “I’m Aurora Sarah Natasha Rogers Kardasheen.”

“It’s Kardashian, dumbass.” James shot back.

“James…” Steve glared at him “Don’t speak to her like that.

James glowered at his father and Steve rolled his eyes with a sigh and looked at Bucky.

“What the hell is a Kardasheen?” Bucky shrugged.

“No idea.” Steve shrugged.

“You two are clueless.” Jamie sighed.

“luless…” Harry repeated, nodding solemnly. 

Steve looked down at the tot who flashed him a grin and he shook his head.

“They’re like TV princesses Daddy!” Rori told him “They have a TV show and they have their hair done and things and other stuff, and like…”

“Rori…” Katie’s voice spoke from the door as she walked into the room, her own robe wrapped around her.  “You said you were going to the den to fetch a toy. Leave the boys alone…”

“But I just wanted to show Daddy how pretty I was…” “You’re always pretty princess.” Steve smiled as Rori gave a grin and skipped to him for a hug. “Just like your Momma.” he flashed Katie a wink as he spoke an she rolled her eyes at him, a soft smile on her face.

“Where’s mine?” Bucky asked and she wriggled out of her Dad’s hold and shot over to her Uncle, launching herself at him. She sat on his knee for a second as she showed Bucky her painted nails before Jamie made a growling noise in his throat.

“Sorry sweetie.” Katie smiled at him “We’ll be out of your hair in a minute. I know it’s Boy’s Night…”

She shot Steve a wink as he grinned back at her. Boy’s Night was one night a week Jamie got some quality time with his Father without Rori demanding all the attention, which she did constantly, which was why Bucky referred to her as Steve’s little Star Spangled Diva.

And Steve had to admit, never had a nickname been so apt.

“Rori, come on.” Katie said a little more sternly this time and she gave a dramatic sigh and climbed off Bucky’s knee walking over to her mother.

“Can we get some popcorn?” she asked Katie as she led her out of the lounge, closing the door behind them, their chatter dying own as they headed to the kitchen.

“What on Earth made you think having a girl was a good idea?” Jamie said with a dramatic shake of his head. Steve paused, beer bottle held to his mouth as he looked at Bucky who was grinning

“Well son, you don’t get a choice.” Steve explained, fighting back his laughter. “It’s just a 50/50 chance.”

“Well in that case…” Jamie said, sitting back against the cushions. “I’m NEVER having kids.”