#in this tiktok he hears about them getting a baby seal together and this is his reaction

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Käärijä’s message to Bojan

[sukiipjs]

❧ SHOWER

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↳ chris sturniolo x fem reader

↳ words - 1276

↳ summary - chris can’t stop staring at your ass, you just took a shower but might need another after this. (i’ll be honest i kinda hate/love this)

↳ contains - smut, fluff ish, sex, spanking, oral, swearing, praise, idkk

↳ song - anaconda by nicki minaj

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chris should be coming over soon, i’m taking a quick shower before to get comfortable. i step out of the shower, grabbing my towel and drying off mostly, then putting on my underwear and bra. it’s only chris so i’ll just where that, plus it’s been so sooo hot lately, i’m literally sweating my ass off.

i hear the door open and chris shouts out, “baby! i’m here!” i smile as i continue with my skincare, “bathroom! come in!” i yell back as i hear the bathroom door creek open, chris coming in and his eyes immediately going to my ass, barley covered with just my underwear on, and the water droplets dropping down my curves perfectly.

“hey baby,” he smiles, shooting his eyes back up so i don’t catch his staring. he wraps his arms around my waist, rubbing my ass on his pants slightly. “you look so pretty,” i smile as he leans his head to kiss my cheek, i giggle a little, “what do you want to do tonight?”

“i don’t know, kinda tired from all the filming,” i finish up my skincare and start putting my products away, “i’m kinda hungry, how about we order food and watch something?” i turn around to look at him, smiling up, “that’s great baby,” he leans down a little sealing our lips together.

we decide to order taco bell, getting one of those boxes. we sit on the couch, my head on his shoulder looking over at his phone as we scroll on tiktok waiting for the food to get here, his eyes looking over at my ass every other second, his hand rests on my side, i can tell he’s trying to hold back from grabbing my ass. i laugh a little to myself.

eventually the food arrives, quicker than usual, we get up and he gets the food from the door, setting it on the counter in the kitchen. i get out two pepsis handing one to chris as i open mine, him getting out all the food.

i ‘accidentally’ push over one of the tacos onto the floor making me bend over to pick it up, right by chris, and my ass sticking up. he stares at me then i stand back up, “sorry,” i set it back on the table, chris puts his hand on my lower back then kissing my cheek, “don’t worry about it,” i can see his pants bulge. we move to the couch and setting our food on the table in front of us as we put on some movie.

we finish up eating, watching the movie and me on his lap as we cuddle under a blanket. his length still hard below me, i shift a little, my ass rubbing on the bulge, “fuck,” i hear chris gasp a little as he brings his hands to my waist, “you teasing me?” he whispers in my ear as i laugh a little, “you’re so obvious, i’ve seen you staring. just giving you what you want,” i smile and turn myself to face him as i sit on his lap still, i throw my arms around his neck, resting them on his shoulders, still grinding my ass on him slightly as i tilt my head, looking at his eyes.

his hands move to my ass, grabbing and kneading it as i move on his bulge. his breath starts to hitch and get heavy as he moves a hand to the back of my bra, undoing it and throwing it aside, he leans forward and kisses at my neck, going down to my tits, sucking on them as he moves my hips to grind on his bulge more.

“please..” he mumbles his breath heavy as i smirk, getting off his lap, pulling down my underwear and kicking it aside then kneeling down between his legs as i smile up at him. i undo his belt then i take off his pants, throwing them to the side and resting my hand on the bulge in his boxers, rubbing on it as chris’ breath becomes faster, staring down at me.

“oh fuck,” he mumbles, i pull down his boxers, his dick springing out as chris bites his lip softly, his hands on his thighs as i move my hand to grip his dick, moving my mouth closer as i start spitting on it, then licking around the head. chris let’s out soft moans as he moves one of his hands to rest on my head.

i move my hand off his dick and both my hands move to his lower thighs as i start sucking his dick good, making his hand on my head grip on my hair, his breath heavier and his moans louder.

“fuck.. i’m so close baby,” he goes back to biting his lip as moans slip out, his hand gently pushing my head down a little more and his hips bucking up as he finishes in my mouth. he moves his hand off my head and i lift my head up as i catch my breath, swallowing and smiling up at him as he also catches his breath.

he stands up in front of me as i look up at him, “get up,” i do and he pulls me in to get rid of the gap between our lips, his hand on my cheek and the other on my ass as he kisses me, more and more.

he pulls away and smiles a little, “lemme see that ass baby,” i start smiling too, i get on the couch, my knees bending as my back arches and my head resting on a pillow. chris gets on the couch behind me as his hands grab my ass, kneading it then he leans down to kiss it too, my head turns a little as i try to look at him.

he leans back up then giving my ass a slap, making me jump a little as he laughs. his hand moves to his dick, guiding it on my folds then pushing it inside, i bite my lip as i let out a moan, “fuuck baby, you were made for me,” his hands on my waist, guiding his thrusts as i moan, digging my nails into the couch.

“oh fuck you’re so good,” his thrusts getting more rough as i shut my eyes, letting out more and more moans, “fuck chris!” my walls clench around him as i get close, him too.

“i’m- im close.. fuck..” my voice hoarse as i moan out, finishing on his dick. he stops and pulls my hips toward him, making himself as deep as he can, “oh fuck.” he quickly pulling out and releasing himself on my back. i flatten out as i lay on my stomach, chris then laying himself by me, both of us catching our breaths. “that ass does something to me baby, you’re so fucking hot,” he moves my hair out of the way, kissing at my neck, i laugh a little, “might need another shower after this,”

he smiles then goes back to kissing me, “you’re so pretty baby,” he mumbles, i move myself to my side, looking at chris, pulling him in for a kiss, “let’s go clean up?” my smile soft as he gets up and leads me to the bathroom.

we take a shower, cleaning up then get back in our clothes and go back to the movie we were watching. cuddling under the blanket, my head on his shoulder and his arm wrapped around me, “i love you baby,” he whispers, i move my head to look at him a little, “i love you too chris,”

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— THE VAPORS !

this post contains; drug use [weed]. smut [sub x sub action if you squint. mutual masturbation—handjob + fingering. spit play. cum play. nothing too much, pretty tame] jisung calls the reader 'baby' a lot. just two needy babies <3

pairing: stoner!han jisung x stoner!reader | words: 1966

💌 this fic is very very self-indulgent. y’all are probably sick of hearing me talk about weed but i do not care! as usual... let me know your thoughts on this <3

Rolling a blunt is an art, and Han Jisung is the artist. He’s so pretty when he rolls: his bottom lip tucked between his teeth as he stuffs the Swisher full. Thumbs at both ends, rolling up before he takes his tongue and swipes along the edge. Full concentration as he completes it, flicking the lighter on and bringing it to the blunt to seal it. He brings it up to your face, waving it around. He absolutely pearled it, not too loose in any area and not too tight that the wrap gets ruined.

He smiles at you, noting how your eyes linger on him. “This is only the second one. Don’t tell me you’re tapping out already,”

You laugh. “I would never.”

He lights the blunt, rotating it between his thumb and index to make sure it burns evenly. He brings it to his mouth and inhales, pulling it away and breathing in some of the smoke through his nose. He passes the blunt to you as he exhales. You admire him like this, he seems so calm and serene, like he’s at ease with everything going on within his life.

The rotation continues until the blunt is virtually gone and there’s a silence in the room as you both settle into your highs. You look towards each other, resting faces did away with as you both smile. Laughing because you’re under a silent agreement, already knowing what the other is hinting towards.

“It’s your turn to roll though,” He passes you the jar and rolling tray.

“No, you should do it,”

“Baby, I’ve rolled the last two times. And I rolled all of last night, c’mon.” He looks towards you with a pout.

You sigh, rolling your eyes and grabbing everything from him. He watches you intently as you roll, how your bottom lip finds its way between your teeth like always when you’re in deep concentration. You’re pretty. He thinks he says that under his breath so he’s a bit taken aback when you mutter a small thank you in response, not totally catching onto what he was saying.

Once you’re done rolling, you spark it and the scene unfolds as normally. Stark silence except for the occasional break of laughter at some TikTok video. Typically, you and Jisung play music or watch tv as you smoke, but lately, you both have been enjoying the silence that has been coated within each other’s company. This is something you guys haven’t been able to do in what feels like forever; both of you having hectic work lifestyles, it feels good to get moments like this, together.

Jisung puts the blunt out and turns his head to you. Knowing him all too well, you turn towards him. His hair is a mess, mostly because the both of you have only woken up a few hours ago, and his eyes are red and glossy. He licks his lips, looking down for a moment before he meets your gaze. He’s so pretty, you don’t think you tell him that enough, though he ensures you that you do. He appreciates the compliments that come from you, and always tries his best to return the favor.

“What do you want, baby?” You ask him softly, your voice is like sugar to him.

“Want a kiss,” His brown eyes are already dark, but there’s something deeper about them at this moment.

“My mouth is dry, not gonna kiss you,” You laugh.

“Well, drink some water and put your lips on mine,” He whines to you.

Throughout this conversation, you could feel his fingers trailing up your thigh. You’re not wearing pants, only an oversized shirt, and your underwear; if Jisung wanted to try something, he could. And he does, moving closer to you and running his finger over your panties. You barely get a chance to drink your water in the midst of this, and before you know it Jisung has his lips on yours. He slides his tongue into your mouth and lets himself explore. He’s concentrated; he’s got his lips on yours and now he’s pulling your panties to the side, dipping his finger down to your slit.

He smiles into the kiss, nearly surprised that you’re already this wet for him. He’s grateful for it though, showing his appreciation by sliding his fingers into your cunt slowly. You moan into the kiss as he carefully fucks his fingers into you. His fingers fit inside of you expertly, as if his hands were made to be used on you. And even though the kissing, he doesn’t make an error, his fingers continue at the same speed, almost teasing. Not that Jisung is all that much of a tease, when he wants to feel you, he can’t bring it out of himself to tease you and draw out the process, no matter how much he may want to. This is why fingering you is a happy medium; he gets to feel you and draw out the process.

However, Jisung is undoubtedly in love with the way your hands feel on him. Pulling his fingers out of you, and grabbing your hand to place onto the bulge in his sweats. He breaks the kiss for a moment, lips lingering close to yours as he ghosts his fingers against your clit. You, however, take free rein on the invitation prosed by Jisung and slip your hand into his sweatpants.

“Slut. You’re not wearing any underwear,” You laugh.

“Just for you, baby.”

His lips are back on yours, unable to get enough of them. He lifts his hips a bit as you shallowly attempt to pull his sweats down a bit. You pull his cock out and break the kiss so you can see it. Jisung has always had a pretty dick, literally perfect and not too big for his body either; though it is thick, so the stretch of his cock when he’s inside of you feels amazing—the literal perfect fit. Your hand fists tightly around his cock until you drawback to rethink your steps. Jisung looks confused until you take that same hand and drag your fingers along your slit to collect your juices, placing your hand back onto his cock.

Jisung can’t help but moan, and he doesn’t know whether it’s because of seeing what you did, or the feeling of your hand wrapped tightly around his cock; either way, you’re the sexiest person on earth in his eyes. He continues to thrust his fingers into you, every so often pulling them out to play with your clit while you do the same to his dick. The only sound in the room is your moans and the sinfully slick sound of your wetness.

“Need you, baby,” Jisung whines into your lips. “You need me too?”

“Always,”

Jisung pulls away from you, lifting himself off of the bed. He grabs you by the ankle, dragging you closer to the edge of the bed. He kneels down, spreading your legs in the process, pinning them to your chest. He’s extra concentrated on your pussy, actually drooling at the sight of it—and not caring to wipe his mouth either. He taps his cock against your cunt lightly, teasing you just because he can. Going even further and hooking your dampened underwear over his cock and slowly thrusting, dragging the shaft of his cock along your cunt.

He fucks himself like this, high, not only from the weed but from the feeling. And it’s nearly enough to get you off, too, but you want more—you crave the feeling of him inside you: stretching you out and fucking you so deeply that you feel him for days after.

“Sungie, please,”

That’s all it takes. One tiny plea for him to slide your panties to the side once again and slip into you. He’s a bit mindless as he fucks you. Yes, he’s hitting all the correct spots and stretching you out wonderfully; but he’s just a whining, drooling mess hiding behind a soft dominant persona—there’s only one goal in his mind and it’s to cum. Your name leaves his lips in a chant, spilling from his mouth like spit. He presses a hand flat against your lower stomach, angling his hips at just the right angle for him to fuck you deeper.

“Come here, baby.” He grabs your jaw, pulling you a bit closer to him. You open your mouth slightly, letting him spit into it, only for you to spit it back out. It drips across your chin, but that's no problem for Jisung, licking it back up and spitting it back into your mouth. He ends the little game by sealing it with a kiss, his tongue working its way into your mouth to taste you.

He breaks the kiss quickly, moving his hands back and hooking them on the underside of your knees. He pulls out, spitting down onto your cunt before fucking back into you. This time he’s a lot faster with the way he fucks you, still as calculated as he can be through the sweet haze that’s fogging up his mind. You reach out for him, holding onto his wrists while he works his way inside of you. Cunt clenching and dripping around his cock, begging for his cum. You know that all you need to do is ask, and you’ll receive.

“Sung, please cum in me,” It’s intended to be a question, but it sounds like an order. There’s a quick snap of his hips as he drives somehow deeper into you, the tip of his cock grazing over that familiar squishy spot, and your vision fades a bit.

There's a squeal that leaves your mouth, and a hand comes up, almost hesitantly against Jisung’s lower abdomen in a shallow attempt to slow him down. Of course, it serves as no use because he just flings your hand away. “You can take it, baby, c’mon, just a little more,”

It’s almost like he’s saying that to both of you. Sweat drips from his forehead as he focuses all his energy on getting you to the edge. He makes swift, quick thrusts into you, unable to fully savor the moment. It’s like he’s racing against the clock, well, his clock��so close to coming but he doesn’t want to do it without you.

“Cum with me, baby, please,” He whines out, cock twitches as he cums in you.

He doesn’t stop fucking into you though, promptly getting you to the edge and helping you ride it out. You both cum with sobs: tiny little tears in both of your eyes, and drool pooling in the corners of your mouths. Through your highs it’s like the clock stopped for a moment, allowing the both of you to savor the moment. Panting through kisses as Jisung continues slow, shallow thrusts into you; barely wanting to pull out of you. Though he does, watching how his cum spills out and pools beneath you. Dipping his fingers into the seeping cum and spreading it all over your cunt to further make a mess of you.

He plops down next to you, and you both lay in silence, staring up at the ceiling. You settle into the silence, calm and securely. It isn’t uncomfortable, rather, it’s normal and soothing as you absentmindedly play with each other's fingers.

“It’s your turn to roll, you know?” You smile, poking at him.

“If I make you cum again would I still have to?” He asks, playing with your fingers.

“Only if you make me cum in under five minutes.” You snort at him.

“Challenge accepted,” He says, kneeling beside the bed and spreading your legs once again.

You did cum in under five minutes, but with the prettiest pout, you convinced Jisung to roll another blunt.

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OPERATION: Find The Kids!

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A/N okay so I saw a TikTok yesterday and this gave me the idea for the chaotic fic you are about to read. Seven tier one navy seals looking after four kids. What could go wrong? So I give you nearly 2k words of utter chaos. Trying to keep track of what 11 people are doing is stressful 😂

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Sipping on your coffee, you ran your hand over your face as you try to finish off the paperwork from the last deployment. You tried to get this done in your home office but it was no good when your house was used as base when the boys were home. Or as Metal kept putting it “the home of Bravo” but it did make your life easier meaning you didn’t have to worry about finding a sitter at short notice as you had at least one of the boys crashing at yours for whatever reason.

And at the moment it was a godsend, especially as you were looking after your Brother’s triplets whilst he was going through the divorce. But having four kids under the age of 7 in the house was chaos, but you lived around big kids all the time so you could just about cope.

“Guys, someone has to take the boss some coffee,” Clay said, as he placed the plate of toast in the middle of the kitchen table. “And to swipe the walkies.”

Everyone fell silent. That silent you could hear a pin drop.

“Oh hell no,” Sonny said, breaking the silence. “You know how she gets when she’s doing the reports. And it was your idea Blondielocks, so you should do it.”

“No way,” Clay exclaimed, “I value my life thank you. “

“Guys let’s settle this like adults,” Metal said, with a serious look on his face. “Rock, paper, scissors. We go around the group and do it as a knock out style thing and whoever is left standing has to take the boss some coffee and swipe the walkies.”

So that's how it was decided that Sonny was the one to go into the lion's den, armed with coffee and breakfast to hopefully make things go smoothly.

“Quinn, I see you.” You said not looking away from your screen.

“How the fuck?” He muttered, “I swear you have eyes in the back of your head.”

“You have to when you look after children,” you laughed, “now I’m busy so what do you want?”

“We know you left without breakfast so I thought I’d bring you some,” he shrugged, placing the food and coffee on the table.

“I don’t buy it,” you said, raising your brow at him. “You are up to something.”

“Nope, just bringing the boss coffee.” He grinned, he had already swiped the walkies and needed to get out of here. “You have a good day, and don’t worry about anything, we have it all under control.”

“That’s what makes me worry Quinn,” you glared. “Just don’t burn my house down and don’t lose a child. That’s all I ask.”

“Hard copy, boss.” He nodded before leaving the room.

“Mission success boys,” Sonny shouted walking back into the house, “Oh and final words from the boss were don't set the house on fire and don’t lose a child but she had no idea I swiped the walkies.”

“Well then, time to gear up boys,” Jase said, slapping his legs as he stood up. “Kids have requested we wear our camo bottoms so hurry up we head out at 0900.”

Twenty minutes had passed and everyone was gathered in the living room.

“Right, let's just run through this one more time,” Clay said looking at the list on his phone.

“First aid kit”

“Check”

“Snacks”

“Check”

“Drinks”

“Check”

“Sun cream”

“Check”

“Kids dressed”

“Check”

“All walkies on the same station”

“Check”

“Well boys I think we are ready,” Trent nodded, “So Brock has Cerb and Pepper, I’ve got the bag, so the rest of you get to keep an eye on the kids.”

Your daughter, Riley instantly clung onto Clay like a koala bear, your nephew Joey gravitated to Metal, Sonny scooped up your niece, Amber and Ray took your other Niece, Lola.

“Let’s hit the park,” Jase nodded, leading everyone out the house.

“What could go wrong,” Sonny laughed. “It’s not like we are gonna lose any of them. There’s four of them and seven of us.”

“Don’t say that, you idiot,” Metal said, hitting Sonny around the back of the head. “Don't jinx things, now If things go south it’s your fault.”

“Anyone got have eyes on HVT one?” Jase asked down the walkie, as he scanned the park.

“HVT one is south moving toward the tyre swing,” Metal replied, “I’ve lost eyes on HVT two.”

“I’ve got eyes on HVT two, she is in need of refilling. Lure her back to base Three,” Clay said, as he squinted from the sun.

“Copy six,” Sonny called, as he calmly headed for Amber, who thought this was the best game in the world as her Uncle Sonny chased her. “HVT two inbound,”

“My eyes are peeled,” Jase laughed, as he spotted Amber running towards him.

“For the love of god don’t forget the suncream.” Ray responded.

“Copy that,” Jase said, routing around the bag for supplies. He literally only took his eyes off her for two seconds but by the time he looked up she was gone. “All call signs I have lost eyes on HVT two. I repeat I have lost eyes on HVT two.”

“I don’t have HVT three or four,” Brock sighed “They just vanished.”

“Is HVT one still at the tyre swing?” Ray asked.

“Fuck, she’s gone to.” Metal cursed.

“Guys we fucked up, boss is gonna kill us if we don’t come home with a full head count.” Ray breathed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Three you know this is your fault,” Metal growled.

“How is it my fault?” Sonny snapped. “You're the one meant to be watching HVT One.”

“You jinxed things, idiot,” Metal huffed, “Told you this would happen.”

“Guys, stop fighting,” Jase sighed, “Look just everyone reconvene at base and we put a plan together, they can’t have gone far.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, you knew Sonny was up to something when he came in this morning but the big idiot forgot to pick up all the walkies meaning you could hear everything.

Pinching the bridge of your nose, you messed with the station trying to get a clearer sound. You wanted to see how this would play out, they all sounded pretty panicked but they should be. One of the rules was they could do whatever, go wherever but just don’t lose anyone.

“You okay Y/L/N?” Eric asked coming into the briefing room with some fresh coffee.

“Define okay when the boys are looking after the tribe today, Sonny managed to swipe the walkies and now somehow they have managed to lose all four kids at the park,” you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“Well at least they had the sense to get the walkies I suppose,” Eric laughed, “you know they will have a full head count by the end of the day, they won’t leave until they do.”

“I know,” you laughed, “but I’m gonna get them back.”

“How the fuck have we managed to lose four kids,” Clay said running his hand over his face. “I don’t get it,”

“Because children like to fucking run off,” Jase snapped. “Look, we don’t need to go into how it happened, it happened. Let’s just work the problem and get these kids back before we all get brutally killed. Operation find the kids is a go.”

“Riley likes water right?” Trent asked.

“Yeah, she’s a proper water baby, why do you ask?” Clay questioned.

“She might have gone towards the lake.” Trent nodded.

“Right, Clay and Brock head to the lake and try to get Riley. We all know you are her favourite Uncle Clay so she might actually come back to you.” Ray said, making a call. “We divide and conquer boys.”

“Copy,” Brock and Clay nodded, before running off in the direction of the lake.

“What about Joey?” Trent asked.

“The woods definitely,” Jase nodded.

“I’m on it,” Metal nodded before disappearing.

“Okay so that leaves Amber and Lola.” Jase said.

“Fuck I have no idea,” Ray sighed. “They are both so quiet.”

“We are just gonna have to split up.” Sonny said, “we will find them.”

Two hours had passed and everyone apart from Brock and Clay were back at base. Three out of the four kids had been located and now sitting on the grass with Metal eatting some cookies.

“I’m gonna need a medic,” Clay said, his voice full of panic and cry’s could be heard in the background.

“How far out are you?” Jase replied.

“About 5 mikes,” Brock replied.

Clay looked down at Riley in his arms, she was screaming and the tears kept coming.

“Hey Riley-roo, it’s okay, Uncle Clay has got you. You are gonna be okay.” Clay cooed trying to calm down his god daughter.

“What’s the sitrep?” Trent asked.

“Not sure if it’s a broken wrist or just a sprain. She fell pretty hard on it whilst running.” Clay sighed down the walkie. “It’s official boys, we are dead meat when the boss gets home.”

The house was quiet when you got home, far too quiet. The only sound was the hum from the TV but even that was on low volume. Quickly glancing in the kitchen you rolled your eyes at the state of it. It looked like a bomb had gone off. There were plates and mugs everywhere along with McDonald’s discarded wrappers.

Quietly you walked into the living room to see all the kids awake and all the boys fast asleep on the sofas. Riley was tucked under Clay’s arms, Joey was laying across Metal and Brock, Amber was sat in between Jase’s legs and Lola was tucked under Ray’s arms.

“Mummy” Riley grinned as she saw you. “Look what I got,” she giggled, waving her casted wrist in the air.

“What happened baby?” You asked, crouching down to her level.

“I tripped and broke my wrist.” She pouted, “But Uncle Clay took me to the hospital.”

“Well it looks like you all wore your Uncles out today,” you laughed, “but just cover your ears for me kiddos.”

Once they all covered their ears with their hands, you pushed yourself to your feet.

“Wake up you lazy shits!” You shouted, startling them all awake. “Did we have a good day?” You asked playing dumb.

“Yeah it was amazing,” Jase nodded. “We went to the park.”

“So you did lose any of the kids?” You asked, placing your hand on your hip.

“Nope,” Clay said, with a sheepish smile on his face.

“Well can someone explain this?” You said, pressing play on the recording.

The whole room fell quiet as they heard the conversation playback from early.

“So wanna change your answer boys?” You glared. “I only have two rules and you fucking broke one of them. And my daughter has a bloody broken arm!”

“Sorry, boss.” Sonny mumbled, not making eye contact.

“You better be you idiots,” you laughed, “At least you came home with a full head count. Now Clay move, you are in my seat.”

Once Clay had moved, you settled down in your spot.

“Oh and another thing, I’ve had a long ass day typing up all the incident reports from J-Bad, I swear your band list gets longer each deployment,” you laughed, “but I’m not happy about the state of my kitchen so you can all get in there and sort it out.”

“Yes, boss.” They all said, making you smirk. Not many people could make Bravo team sulk off with their tail between their legs but you could and it always made you laugh.

“And someone make me a bloody coffee, because I am not moving off this sofa for the rest of the night”

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Save Her // Peter Parker🕷

*This is based off a Tiktok I saw a long time ago and wrote a little something for it. I was scrolling through Tom Holland’s tag and saw that @lightholland​ was looking for someone to make it or have it. It was just sitting in my drafts collecting dust. So without further a do : )

I will add the link to the Tiktok...

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“What do you mean she’s been kidnapped?!” Cap says in the small conference room to Tony. 

“Shh!” Tony puts his finger in front of his lips to silence Cap. “The kid doesn’t know yet. If he finds out I’m afraid he’ll put himself in danger before we can get a proper plan.” Tony explains more. His words get quieter as more people pile into the room. Tony felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. His eyes were bloodshot from not getting any sleep the entire night. It was suppose to be a simple mission. She’s done it time and time before. HYDRA found an opportunity to trick everyone. All of them have been through protocol in the case that something like this does happen. He just felt ill not knowing what they could possibly be trying to get out of her. 

The room was quiet as everyone was confused  as to why they were being brought in so early in the morning. Peter was swaying side to side in his chair with his eyes glued to his phone. He was texting her repeatedly wondering where she was. He hasn’t spoke to her since the night before. He had an important Chemistry assignment to complete that occupied him for hours. The last text he had from her was a simple “I love you spider bug” That was one of her many nicknames she had for him. 

“Okay so-“ Tony begins to speak to the group and everyone turns their heads away from the distractions. Peter cuts him off. “Wait Y/n isn’t here yet.” Peter says softly as he looks at Tony. It was easy to see how Tony was fighting his thoughts on how to break the news. He sighs as his shoulders drop. Cap looks at Peter then back at Tony. Peter had been sensing something all day but he wasn’t sure what it was. He knew he felt off. “What? Is someone not telling me something?” Peter tries to keep his cool from all the silence. The group looks around in confusion. 

“Mr. Stark.” Friday comes in through the A.I. system. Her voice sounded a little concerned. “I think you will want to see this.” Tony had a feeling he knew it was about her. He was expecting some kind of news soon and much rather than later. “Pull it up.” He disregards Peter’s questions and turns his attention to the glass screen. The room goes deadly silent as a image of Y/n pops up. Peter stands straight up out of his chair as his heart jumps into his throat. The video begins to play and she was crying in pain. The right side of her face had taken some serious impact. A serious busted lip was causing blood to ooze down her chin and her tears were mixing in with the dirty blood. A scene that none of the avengers wanted to see on their teammate. Especially their sweetheart. 

A blood curling scream pierced through everyone’s ears from her torture. There was no face to the voice but it was easy to tell it was a man that was speaking. “Where is the stone?” His voice was dark, brisk, and cold like a windy winter night. It cut through Peter as if he was made of paper. 

“I don’t have it.” She says breathlessly. “Please I didn’t take anything!” The camera zooms out and there was a knife sinking deep into her flesh. He twists it ever so slightly making her scream out in horrific pain. “PETER!” She cries out for her boyfriend. The only thing that was keeping her from crossing over to a dark place. 

Peter turns his body and Cap knew what he was about to do. Cap leaps after him holding him in his arms before he makes a B-line out the door. “Let me go!” Peter struggles around trying to fight his way out of his masculine grip. The video continues in the background as they offer up a deal to get her back. “I have to get to her. I have to find her!” His legs kick around as a way to create space between the two. The team all rise from their chairs to keep him cornered in. 

“Calm down! Listen Parker!” Cap tries to stop the squirming so that Tony could propose his plan. “You can’t do this alone!” 

“No! She needs me!” A soft whimper pulls from his mouth as he slowly stops his fighting. Cap knew that Parker and him could be an even fight if he wanted. He also knew that Peter was in no state of mind to fight him off like that. He knew deep down that he couldn’t get her back alone. 

“We’re going to get her back kid. But I need you to calm down. We have to be smart about this. We can’t lose you in the process. You have to stay focused with us. You know everyone in this room is hurting. We have to do this strategically. It has to be done together..” Tony says. Peter’s eyes were watering at this point. The frustration and pain he felt seeing his girl like that took a toll on him. Peter swore to himself he’d never let anything happen to you. Not like this. His heart was shattered and his gut was empty. All he can hear is his name being called from your horrific state. He couldn’t get to you and help you. It was his own torture that surely would leave scars for him. 

“Please. We have to get her back.” Peter fumbles to his knees and Cap does his best to cushion his fall but it was no use. The video goes on a little longer. A few more screams are heard and it shuts off. 

“I was able to trace the video back sir. It looks like it was sent from a server in a remote location in Canada.” Friday speaks. 

“Everyone get suited up. We will debrief on the air carrier.” Cap says and everyone quickly goes to their stations to get suited up. It was an intense feeling in the air. Everyone of them had a one track mind. That was to rescue their teammate. No matter the risk they were getting her back alive. Peter couldn’t bare another second of this. He had his suit on in a matter of seconds and was pacing in the air carrier first. 

Once they were all inside they viewed each layout of the blueprints Friday sent them for the set location. They managed to track her phone in a closed off portion of the abandoned building. All of their thoughts were said to find the best way to get her out swiftly and safely. Each plan was ran over a couple of times to outsmart Hydra and their evil intentions. 

“Peter it’s your job to get in that bunker and get her out. You need to understand that she’s going to be really out of it and the scene could stun you. You can’t hesitate. Get her out of there.” Tony says sternly to him. There was no else best fit to get her out. Everyone knew that. Peter just had to realize that any hesitation or delays can cause the plan to backfire tremendously. 

“I will.” Peter says. He would walk through fire at this point just to save you and hold you in his arms again. 

The air carrier lands a little ways away from the secluded location. They were all careful to keep things in stealth mode so none of the sensors would be detected. The plan is set in motion and one by one each member is deployed. Each of them tackle the obstacles set in the way. They wanted it to be in and out so no extreme force would have to happen. Tranquilizers were used to put Hydra agents to rest out of harms way. We’re they mad about the kidnapping? They were beyond furious. It didn’t matter. Once they had her safe then it was time to discuss wars. 

Peter sweeps his way through the rusty old building. He blends in with each surrounding and is careful not to tip his whereabouts. Once he finds the bunker door he uses his A.I. system Karen to break in. The door opens with an unusually loud creek. He swiftly creeps inside checking for other agents. There he sees her passed out laying on the floor almost lifeless. Holding her arms and legs together is some raged black rope that left her horrible laceration burns from her fighting it. She’s only been held captive for 12 hours and they managed to hurt her this terribly? Peter felt the anger boil up inside of him. 

“Y/n!” Peter whispers to see if she would respond. She doesn’t move and his heart drops. There was blood all around her. Her suit was ripped in places where the knife had been. Peter picks her up slowly and that’s when she stirs. Immediately she tries to fight her way out considering she had no idea who it was. 

“Let me go! Please.” She whines. Her voice was so hoarse. 

“Shh. Y/n it’s me. It’s Peter. I’m here baby.” He moves some of her hair out of her face to get her to look at him. The head of his suit comes down so she could actually see it was who he said it was. He uses his tech to cut the rope around her arms and legs, freeing her instantly. 

“Peter.” She cries in relief and clings to him tightly. He takes her body and places her legs around his waist. His arms tightly wrap around so she’s hugging him. He was not about to let her out of his grip. Not until they were out of harms way. Even then he may never. Her head nuzzles into his neck and he wanted to sigh in relief from the feeling. When she was being clingy that was her thing to do. “You smell good.” She weakly whispers. It was so innocent that it made Peter’s stomach release butterflies. He knew how strong she really was and that she’d have this shaken off in no time. He still was not letting her out of his sights for awhile. Peter gently placed his chin on her head to cling to her more. He easily moves his way through the abandoned building without being spotted. Once he reaches the air carrier everyone else was starting to regroup. 

“We got her. Is everyone counted for?” Cap says as he looks around. A small count of people was taken and the doors to the carrier are sealed shut. Peter just falls to the floor with her in his arms. 

“We’re going to get you some help here soon baby.” He starts to rub her back. She remained in the same position but never lost her grip around his neck. 

“Has she said anything?” Tony asks as he bends down to rub her head softly. 

“She didn’t know it was me at first. I say she has a concussion. She’s a little out of it. She said I smell good.” Peter lightly smiles and so does everyone around. It was their y/n being herself even in the state she’s in. 

“You really do. Did your side chick buy you some new cologne?” She jokes and the mood in the carrier lightens tremendously. Everyone laughs including Peter. Y/n kept her eyes shut and her head rested in between Peter’s neck and shoulder. A smile still formed on her face from her comment. 

“You did goofy.” Peter replies and places a sweet kiss on the top of her head. 

“Just making sure it’s really you.” The tip of her nose brushes up against his neck giving him goosebumps. “Sorry I got a little blood on your suit.” She adds. 

“I think it will be okay. As soon as we get to the compound we’ll get you stitched up. I promise. Just keep talking to me. I’m so glad you’re okay.” Peter’s chest vibrates to each word he says. It was hard for her to keep her eyes open with being in the arms of her saving grace. She knew she was safe now. 

“I could go for a nice shower. I’m sure I don’t smell as nice as you do.” Her words were turning into low mumbles now. “I’m really tired Pete.” She takes in a deep breath to try and relax the searing pain that was pulsing in her arm and leg. 

“I know. Just stay with me a little longer.” He scoots over to a wall so he could lean his back against it and stretch his legs out. He resumes rubbing her back once he gets situated. “Where is our next date going to be?” Peter asks to keep her awake. 

It was silent for a good minute. “The beach.” She replies. 

“Why the beach? You hate sand.” Peter states. 

“The sound of the waves, plus the view. It would be so romantic. And I wanna surf.” Her words were a little dragged out. 

“We should make it a team vacation.” Tony adds to the conversation. 

“None of you all better wear a Speedo.” She hesitates and then whispers to Peter. “Except maybe you can Pete.” The group laughs again. Big smiles on their faces knowing they had this sweetheart back. 

Her head slowly raises up this time to look at Peter once more. Her weak arm manages to go up and she placed the palm of her hand against his cheek. His eyes softly look into her and he tilts his face into her palm. 

“Thank you for saving me.” She whispers and leans her forehead against his. 

“I will always save you.” He replies just as soft as her whisper. 

They lean into each other and like magnets their lips connect ever so softly. Y/n felt the warmth she had lost from all the torture she endeavored. Peter could finally breathe a little better knowing she was in his arms. This kiss allowed him to be grounded from all the fear he had trapped in his mind. 

“Get a room!” Tony says in disgust. The two teenagers just smile into the kiss. 

Y/n was eventually back the Avengers compound safe. There she was taken care of from all the wounds she had. And just like everyone assumed Peter didn’t leave her side the entire time. 

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Title: Who Did? (TikTok??) Involved: Mia Carter and Tyler Carter Posted: Saturday, April 11th, 2020 Subscribers: 10,001 Views: 16,999 Likes: 5,557 Dislikes: 879 Video #: 7 Comments: 5,908 Description Box:

I am back with another video and Tyler has joined me to recreate the trendy ‘Who Did’ TikTok video! Enjoy Aria :*

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“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel. Today we have a special guest again” Mia said looking over at Tyler with a smirk on her lips before she chuckled at herself. “My husband Tyler and I are going to play the little TikTok trendy game I think it’s called like Who Did or something?” she said looking at him confused and unsure. “Tyler’s younger sister wanted us to do it so that’s what today’s video is about. Shout out to Aria” she said, clasping her hands together. “If you would like to join the Carter clan all you have to do is hit that subscribe button, there is tons of Carter Cuties in the comments that will vouch that we are hella stupid lit over here so sis what are you waiting on? Go ahead. Like, comment, subscribe, and hit that notification bell so you don’t miss any videos” she said with a pop of her lips. As she used her long nails to comb through her freshly washed and curly hair.

Tyler sat beside Mia in the frame, smirking at the camera a little as she spoke, introducing him. He wiggled his eyebrows to the large screen, his tongue rolling over his lips as he nodded, “‘sup y’all,” he threw in quickly. As she went on, Tyler chuckled a little, nodding along and he adjusted himself in his seat a bit, “we litty,” he added before chuckling.

“Right” Mia added swinging hair as she turned her head back to the camera and said “so we are going to close our eyes during this, and I am going to play this little video. Honey, I had to make a TikTok to even accomplish this, but here we go” she said as she looked at her phone. “You ready?” Mia asked Tyler.

 Tyler smirked, rubbing his fingers over his scruffy beard a bit as Mia spoke to the camera. “Yeah, I’m ready,” he told her before he closed his eyes.

Mia nodded her head, started the clip and closed her eyes, allowing it to ask them questions in sequence. The first question that played was “okay, who initiated the first kiss?” the woman’s voice said and without thought Mia pointed to Tyler with her eyes closed.

Tyler sat there with his eyes closed and he listened for the first question and at it he smirked, turning his head to Mia a bit as he pointed to himself with a knowing chuckle, his dimples creasing inward as he laughed.

Mia smirked hearing Tyler chuckle before the next question played “who apologizes first after a fight” she said, and Mia waited for a moment before she pointed to Tyler.

Tyler grew quiet now as he waited for the next question and at it, he snorted as he pointed towards Mia with his thumb, his head looking straight forward. He had a feeling she was pointing at him, though he couldn’t see, and the thought amused him.

Mia chuckled at Tyler, why was he so damn giddy and goofy right now she didn’t know. She bit her lip as she waited for the next one, dropping her hand now. “Who is the funny one?” Mia rolled her eyes behind her lids and she pointed to Tyler without a second thought in her mind. The guy was nothing but a big joke most of the time.

Tyler tucked his lips in as he dropped his hand. He rubbed them together as he listened for the next question. Without hesitation, he pointed to himself, nodding his head a bit.

Mia chuckled with a headshake knowing that he possibly was doing something stupid. “Who is more romantic?” the girl's voice spoke, and Mia pointed to Tyler easily. She tried but sometimes he thought of just about everything before she could, he was just that dude.

Tyler lowered his hand and he cleared his throat a bit as he waited. The question was asked, and Tyler paused for a moment before he slowly lifted his hand, pointing towards Mia, his eyebrows furrowing a bit as he did before slowly, he turned his finger towards himself.

Mia licked her lips, her hand moving to her stomach as she waited for the next one. “Who is the most patient” rang out and Mia bit her lip hard not knowing what to say and she sat back in the chair one hand on her stomach the other pointing to herself.

Tyler chuckled at the question and he pointed at Mia knowingly. He had no patience and a very short fuse, the only patience that he had was with Mia and his family.

Mia dropped her hand down to her stomach with the other one “who’s the better cook?”. Mia wasted no time to point to herself with both of her thumbs. 

Tyler smirked at the question and he pointed at Mia before he mumbled out the side of his mouth, “but I can heat up a mean hungry man dinner.”

Mia chuckled at Tyler and though she couldn’t see him she nudged him a little “boy you crazy” she said softly before the voice spoke. “Who said I love your first” and Mia pursed her lips before she pointed to Tyler.

Tyler smiled as Mia nudged him and he said, “you love it though,” before the next question and he poked his lips out a bit, shaking his head as he pointed to himself. “Already explained this,” he laughed a bit.

Mia snorted at Tyler’s words and she bumped into him lightly “gimme kiss” she said feeling for his face and she grabbed it puckering her lips. “Who takes longer to get ready in the morning” sounded out and Mia pulled back pointing to herself.

Tyler laughed at Mia’s snort and he turned to her at her words, puckering out his lips. As Mia grabbed his face, he leaned in slowly, finding her lips and pecking her there twice before he pulled away, eyes still closed. To answer the question, Tyler pointed at Mia with both fingers, zooming in and out at her.

Mia smiled at the pecks he gave her, and she chuckled “don’t do the most now” she said knowingly as she tried to reach for his hands playfully her eyes still sealed shut. “Who is grumpier in the morning?” Mia smiled and pointed at Tyler.

Tyler chuckled at Mia, saying, “I ain’t, I ain’t,” with a smirk. Dropping his hands, he listened and at the question, he frowned pointing at himself. He often worked until the early hours of the morning so waking up with just a few hours of sleep was not fun for him.

Mia smiled and said “it’s okay, he works late guys and gets up early most days, he can be grumpy” she cooed out before the next question played. “Who’s more stubborn?” Mia hesitated before she pointed to Tyler with a chuckle leaving her.

Tyler turned his head towards Mia a bit as she spoke, and he smiled. “Just a bit,” he said, holding up his fingers to measure. At the question, Tyler pointed at Mia without hesitation, his tongue rolling over his lips as he did. She was stubborn, especially when she was upset.

Mia smirked unsure of his answer, but she would be amused when she edited the video later. “Who’s the bigger baby when sick?” played and Mia pointed to Tyler with a grin. He was a big baby with her in general.

Tyler dropped his hand, waiting for the next question. His eyebrows furrowed and he thought about it. Outside of Mia’s morning sickness he hadn’t really experienced her sick. So, reluctantly, he pointed to himself.

Mia waited for the next one and she rested her hands in her lap “who is the social butterfly?” the woman’s voice asked, and Mia pointed to Tyler again.

Tyler shifted in the chair a bit, cracking his knuckles some now as he waited. Her question was asked, and Tyler bit his lip before he pointed to himself with a nod. He was definitely more sociable and outgoing. Though once you got Mia out of her shell, she was too.

Mia smirked to herself a bit and she “who’s the messy one?” Mia didn’t answer quickly, she thought about it for a moment and pointed to him. She was a little cleaner than he was at times.

Tyler chuckled at the question and he shook his head, shrugging his shoulders. He didn’t point at either one of them.

“Who spends the most money” came blaring out of the phone and Mia left personally attacked. Despite not wanting to she pointed to herself knowingly.

Laughing out, Tyler pointed both fingers and angled his head to the side towards Mia at the question and he said, “boy, y’all don’t even know,” with a smirk. 

Mia turned her head at Tyler’s words, eyes still closed, and she said “I can bet you're doing the most right now” with a chuckle. As the video played over, she opened her eyes and looked at him turning the video off, she smirked. “Gimme kiss” she said softly to him.

Tyler smirked at Mia’s words and he said, “I totally am not,” even though he indeed was. Hearing the questions start over, Tyler dropped his hands, straightened up his posture, and opened his eyes looking to Mia. He leaned in, kissing her lip lovingly before he said, “I’m sure that’s going to be interesting to watch back,” he chuckled.

Mia smirked “that was fun” she said turning to the camera and chuckling “I actually liked that little game” she told them. “We should have done this as a mukbang” she told Tyler poking his side playfully. “Do you have anything to say to the people?” she asked him before she wrapped up, her hand moving to her stomach again.

Smiling, Tyler looked at Mia as she spoke and he nodded along before his eyebrows furrowed and he asked, “what the hell is a mukbang?” Looking at the screen he said, “uh, this was fun, suggest more couple things you’d like to see us do down below in the comments,” he said pointing downward.

Mia chuckled at Tyler and said “you eat and talk and stuff on camera” before he began to reply to her, and she pointed downwards as he did before she chuckled. “And what else should they do babe?” she asked him to see if he knew her outro by now, a smirk on her face.

 Tyler looked at Mia nodding along, and he said, “oh okay, sounds interesting,” he chuckled before he looked back at the screen and he smirked. “Make sure you guys subscribe, like, comment below, and press that little bell button so that you are notified of any future videos from the Carter clan,” he said, trying to sound like Mia as he did, with an amused smirk on his face.

Mia watched him and she smirked, her eyes filled with love and appreciation as he said her outro perfectly. Mia chuckled clapping her hands and she stood up wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed his lips again “I love you” she said as the camera still rolled.

 Tyler looked at Mia when he was done and he laughed as she stood, wrapping him up. He coiled his strong arms around her waist, hugging her close. He kissed her lips tenderly, “I love you too baby,” he said sweetly.

“Okay, bye y’all” Mia waved as she moved to stop the recording all together.