#it's been a hot minute since i did one of these

[starrihan]

could you write jay and jungw sharing y/n🙏🏾

-> Pairing: Jay x afab! Reader x Jungwon

-> Plot: your need for a roommate leads you to meeting Jungwon who always brings his friend Jay around

-> Genre: smut, 3some, jay is kind of a sleeze, shy jungwon, squirting, use of nicknames (baby girl), oral (m receiving), fingering, nipple play, kissing, orgasm denial, piv sex, creampie (always use protection!!), drooling

-> Warnings: none

-> Word Count: 2,205

-> Notes: you guys deliver quick I’m so happy to write requests 🤩🤩🤩 disclaimer tho this is my first 3some fic so please bear with me. also since this is a very broad ask please let me know if anything in this fic bothered you or wasn’t what you were expecting, I’m simply writing based on what I was given~ (not proofread)

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okay so im imagining a roommate type situation.

like Jungwon is your roomate who has his friend Jay over a lot so you slowly start getting acquainted to him too. you had advertised needing a roommate to help pay for rent. you weren't expecting a response so quick but jungwon jumped at the oppertunity and you didn't mind as long as he was clean and not a freak (at least one of those things is true.)

so there is born a new friendship, and roommate-ship between you and jungwon. you guys would hang out sometimes, often eating dinner together and watching a movie since you both got home from work or school around the same time. you kept to yourself a lot, not that he minded since he did too. but one day he asked if it was okay for him to bring friends over, which you happily allowed. that was the day you met Jay and a couple of his other friends. while he hung out with all of them, he hung out with Jay the most.

usually when he had his friends over, you stayed in your room, not wanting to bother them. sometimes they'd bring food back for you to which you were very thankful and you would eat with them. then you'd retreat back to your room for the rest of the night. you didn't know that you had caught Jay's eye. one time after eating dinner with them, you went back to your room like normal, thanking them for the food.

"yo, you ever hit that?"

cue jungwon almost choking on his food.

"what??? thats my roommate Jay, no."

"what? she's hot. can I have her if you won't?"

"I guess? i don't think she wants you though. she would've mentioned to me if she did."

jungwon had never seen you in that way before, but after seeing how Jay was talking about getting with you, he'd start to notice you a bit more. how smooth your legs always looked. how full your chest looked in your shirt. how nice your thighs and ass looked in those leggings. how it was so hard for him to control his boner around you. he wanted to curse Jay for bringing your sexiness to his attention. he never acted on it though. he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, or worse, be kicked out of the apartment. that didn’t stop Jay from making comments about you to him every so often.

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there’s one weekend where Jungwon was going to go on a trip with his friends. they were only going to be a couple hours away and they even invited you out as well, but you declined, preferring a relaxing weekend alone instead. of course they respected your wishes and left soon after. a little bit into their drive away, Jay realizes that he has left his wallet in Jungwon’s room and needed to go back to get it. they all head back and wait in the car while Jungwon and Jay go back inside.

you, having been home alone for about 30 minutes by now, didn’t know that they would be coming back. you wasted no time taking off your pants, finally being able to touch yourself without needing to hold back your moans. naturally due to your little whines and grunts, you don’t hear the front door open.

your noises alert the two males, going to check on you to make sure you’re fine before finally heading out. since you were home alone you felt no need to close your bedroom door, which just so happened to be down the hall from Jungwon’s. one peek inside your room was all it took for them to realize what was going on, you frozen in place like a deer in headlights.

they look at each other, Jungwon holding a shocked expression while Jay’s is the opposite, a crooked smirk appearing on his face.

“my, my, look what we have here.”

shocked and embarrassed can’t even begin to describe your emotions right now. your whole face is flushed red, body limp yet frozen, too shocked to even try to cover yourself up.

“w-what are you guys doing here?”

finally coming to, you grab the blanket closest to you, throwing it over your lower half to cover yourself. Jay’s smirk doesn’t fade as he walks up to you.

“no need to cover yourself up darling, we’ve already seen the goods.”

you didn’t want to admit how extremely hot you found Jay. despite the embarrassment you were currently feeling, a new wave of need was hitting you with every step closer he took. he would trace his fingers over your arm, which was still under the blanket as you were using it to get off. he would look back over to Jungwon whose sporting a painfully obvious boner.

“look at Jungwon, he’s hard from just seeing you like this. maybe you could help us out?”

you look between the two men, confused and turned on beyond belief. Jay helps your nerves, beckoning Jungwon over before placing a hand under your chin, tilting your head to the side so he has better access to you neck. once you feel his lips on your neck, you throw your head back, gasps leaving you mouth the closer her gets to your sweet spot.

Jungwon is on the other side of you, nervous as he reaches his hands around your waist, feeling up your curves and chest. you relax into their touch, getting off on the attention they're giving you as your hand resumes its previous task, 2 fingers delving in and out of your hole.

"such a dirty girl, getting off to the two of us touching you"

Jay tsks, replacing your hand with his own, using two of his fingers to help you out. Jungwon, pent up already, pulls his pants down to reveal his raging boner, tip red and angry. you waste no time wrapping your wet fingers around his length, slowly pumping as he sighs out of relief. Jungwon entangles his hands in your hair, leaning down to capture your lips as Jay continues his movements, following your neck as you kiss Jungwon.

you moan as Jay hits a particular spot your short fingers normally have trouble reaching, gasping into Jungwon's mouth as you pump him faster. Jay's nibbling at your neck, increasing his speed as he feels your walls clench around his fingers. you can't help the gush of liquid that comes out of you, soaking the blanket and Jay's hand.

"fuck, you're so hot"

you pull away from Jungwon to kiss Jay, hand pumping faster on Jungwon as he bucks his hips into your hand, pinching and playing with your nipples under your shirt. your moans don't stop, and that keeps them both going as Jay whips the blanket off of you. both men climb into the bed with you. you pull away from Jay as Jungwon helps you take your shirt off, placing your hand back on his length as soon as you're free from the material. Jay takes his pants off in the meantime, watching your tits bounce freely out of the shirt.

"mind if I have her first Won? I've been waiting for this,"

you look up at him, eyes pleading with him to just be in you already. Jungwon nods his head at the older, biting back moans as he tries not to cum just yet. Jay repositions himself to be in between your legs, lifting one of them up onto his shoulder as he rubs his tip against your folds, lubing himself up with your slick.

"ready baby girl?"

you nod like a madman, ready to have him fully inside you. you turn your head to jungwon, seeing his eyes screw shut as he's on the brink of release, and you pull your hand away. the loud whine from his throat is proabably the hottest thing you've ever heard.

"mouth..."

is all you can muster before Jungwon gets the memo, kneeling before you, inching his cock into your open mouth as Jay finally pushes in. the simultaneous moans from the 3 of you are loud, echoing throughout the house. you're trying your best to suck him off at this angle, drool spilling past your lips and down your chin, making its way down the rest of his length. Jay's pounding into you, soft at first but gradually getting more rough as you adjust to his size. the added finger rubbing your clit has you bucking your hips into his thrusts, and your mouth taking Jungwon in deeper.

your orgasms are all quickly approaching, not really trying to hold back as the pleasure grows too much for the 3 of you. Jungwon cums first and harder than you had expected, having denied his orgasm once before. you almost choke trying to swallow his load, scooping up any of his cum that slipped past your lips back into your mouth, savoring every last drop.

you cum next, moaning loud as your hips push into Jay's thrusts, walls fluttering around his length, causing him to release inside of you. you struggle to catch your breath as Jungwon pulls you into another kiss, relaxing a bit as Jay helps you ride out your orgasm. they both pull away from your spent body, exchanging looks before switching spots.

"w-what are you guys doing?'

you're half delirious, confused as to whats going on.

"I had my turn, now it's Jungwon's turn to be in you."

he turns to Jungwon,

"she's so tight, its the best feeling ever."

Jungwon smirks, confidence coursing through his body as he sees how exhausted you look.

"I can't wait,"

he positions himself between your legs, already hard again at the thought of being in you finally. he winces as he brings his tip up to your wet slit that's leaking both yours and Jay's cum, still a little sensitive from his prior release.

"please, it's too much... s-sensitive..."

your broken words only fuel him more.

"you can take a little more for us can't you?"

Jay says, smiling up at Jungwon, who finally pushes himself into your walls. Jungwon runs his hands up and down your body, soothing you of your overstimulation, Jay reaching his hand down to toy with your clit yet again. you buck your hips into them, so fucked out that you fail to produce a moan, mouth hanging open. Jay looks at you, taking his finger that were previously on your clit and bringing them up to your mouth.

"suck."

he commands. your eyes are rolled back into your head as you close your mouth on his fingers, coating his fingers with your saliva as he brings his free hand down to pump his length. your orgasm is approaching quickly as Jungwon continues to bully your hole. he can tell by the way you're frantically bucking your hips to meet his thrusts, losing your pace as spill all over him.

Jay's hands are moving quick on himself, cumming all over your pelvis and stomach as he empties himself. Jungwon takes the chance to bring both of your legs over his shoulders, pounding relentlessly as he's on the verge of cumming. the pleasure is slowly being replaced by pain, the overstimulation becoming too much. Jay can see the way your face contorts, releasing his fingers from your mouth and placing soft kisses on your neck.

"just a little more baby, hang on a little longer."

you nod, too fucked out to properly comprehend what his words mean. its at that point when Jungwon's hips finally stall, ropes of cum painting your walls as he empties every last drop in you. he pulls out slowly, and you whine, half at the loss of feeling full and half out of relief. he watches as the cum from all 3 of you slowly spills out, taking his finger and pushing it back into you. you arch your back and moan and the boys look at each other, smiling and laughing at your spent state.

they both lay on either side of you, silent and breath ragged as you all try to calm down. the air is heavy with the smell of sex but comforting nonetheless. once you've come back to your senses, you look at the 2 boys, remembering the trip they were supposed to go on.

"what are you guys doing here? i thought you were supposed to be on your trip?"

they look at each other, first looking scared realizing that they left their friends waiting outside for them, but then laughing.

"Jay left his wallet here so we came back to get it. they probably drove off without us already because we were taking too long."

Jungwon shrugs, getting up to grab his phone to check the many messages from their group chat confirming exactly what he said.

"whatever. we can go on another trip whenever we want. but this is more fun, right Y/N?"

you look at Jay, laughing at his implications, not yet worrying about what all this between the 3 of you could mean. they both look at you, smiling fondly at your next words.

"round 2?"

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JayWon have been WRECKING me these days! this ask was just scrumptious 🤤

[shimmernspice]

Contraindicated

pairing: college dealer Vi x college student reader

Description: Vi knows better than to get involved with customers - especially the pretty ones who get her tongue-tied and nervous.

Warnings: 18+, drugs (weed)

The party was already in full swing by the time Vi arrived, her shoulders tense beneath her as she weaved through the crowd. Vi hated these things. She wouldn't have shown up if it weren't for Jinx and Ekko dragging her out of their apartment.

These things were too loud with too many people - but it was also good for business. Quick deals in dim hallways, maybe saying hi to familiar faces, and then she would leave.

That was the plan anyways.

You leaned against the wooden railing of the porch, enjoying the way the smoke from your blunt curled into the dark. The back door creaked open and shut. You didn't bother looking up from your spot - just another person needing a break from the party. But when the new person made herself comfortable against the railing you finally glanced over.

She was tall, broad-shouldered, and wearing a tight jacket that did nothing to hide her muscles underneath. She exhaled slowly and rolled her shoulders like she was trying to shake something off.

You studied her for a moment, your gaze lingering a little too long on her face. Her eyes met yours before you could look away and a blush spread across your cheeks. So embarrassing you thought to yourself. Holding out your blunt, "Want a hit?"

She snorted, shaking her head. "Nah I'm good. Appreciate it though."

You gave her a small grin, "Trying to quit or something?"

"More like I've got better shit at home." Shooting you an amused but cautious look, "I deal."

That caught your attention. You hummed, weighing the information before taking another hit. "Good to know."

She let out a small laugh, shaking her head before replying. "You say that like you're gonna actually remember." You grin.

"I've been looking for a new dealer anyway. My guy has been upcharging me since I said no to a date."

Vi hesitated and against her judgment, held out her hand to you. "Vi," she said, introducing herself. Vi hated selling to people who weren't introduced by her customers, the risk of getting caught made her nervous. Hell, she had only known you for a couple of minutes and she was willing to throw her caution to the wind.

But Vi always had a weakness for pretty girls. And staring at you in the dim glow of the porch light shut her brain down.

She reaches into her pocket, pulls her phone out and offers it to you to put your number in. What am I doing? Stepping closer, she presses it into your free hand.

You come forward, taking the phone from her. Her fingers are rough against yours. You try to convince yourself that the electricity you felt was because you took one too many hits and not because of how nervous the hot redhead is making you feel. You slip your hand away from hers and Vi almost chases it. Gods, what Vi would do to feel your hand it hers again.

"Don't make me regret that," she murmured, low and serious.

Something in her tone sent a thrill down your spine. Not a warning exactly. But maybe a challange.

You smirked, typing your number into the phone. You hand her back the phone, leaning in closer than you already were. "No promises."

Before anything else could happen, Jinx burst through the door. A knowing and mischievous smile graces her face. "Don't let me ruin the moment guys." Her voice cuts the obviously thick tension between the two of you.

You offer Vi a smile before you disappear back into the house, the door clicking shut behind you.

Vi sighed, staring down at the phone that was in her grip.

The screen lit up. New Contact: Trouble❤️

Her jaw clenched. A chuckle escaped her lips as she turned off the phone and put it back in her pocket.

Yeah. She was in for it.

[varda-star-queen]

Thank you @itwillbeourswansong - I cordially accept your invitation! When do I ever not need an excuse to wail about Adar? (Also, I very much enjoyed reading your thoughts! Nicely put as ever.)

I'll go straight to the questions for my wail-therapy session

-Your most wail-worthy Adar moment of TROP Season 1 or 2

He died! 😭 I don't think I'll ever get over it - not after all the build up and the amazing redemption arc he had. I hear what everyone says about it mirroring what he did to Sauron, but so what? It wasn't a befitting end for such a great OC.

However - TBH I think EVERY scene that Adar features in is wail-worthy (in S2 - and I'll explain that in question 3, but it's no slight on S1 Adar). The scenes where he speaks elvish and black speech... OMG 🔥. His chemistry and interactions with other characters. His tenderness coupled with ferocity on the battlefield! All of it.

I can't watch his scenes without wailing (for happy or sad reasons!)

-The detail/headcanon about Adar that keeps you up wailing at night

Very much like @itwillbeourswansong - It's Adar's huge capacity for love that gets me. We only see his physical scars, but his emotional and psychological ones are likely much worse. Yet, through all that he retains enough heart and soul to dedicate his entire existence to loving the unlovable. At no point do you feel that he would walk away or stop caring. He's capable of malice, of course, and, in many ways, he's ruthless, but always with the underlying motive of providing for his children.

He knows he's broken - when he says to Glug 'with all that is left of my heart', it feels to me like an acknowledgement. And I think when he puts on Nenya and feels whole-hearted again, it intensifies his capacity for love even more. So much so that he proposes peace - a safe place for every being in middle earth.

His patience is also noteworthy - I mean, he's lived thousands of years with an uncivilised bunch of violent kids! But he's always so calm and patient. And he's smart - one minute he's negotiating with a troll, then he's quoting poetry and calling people beautiful, then he's leading his armies into battle - It's high-level competency porn!

-At what point did you realize that you had become a hopeless Baddydaddy Devotee and lost control of your entire life?

Ok, so I am a very late latecomer!!

In season 1, I was intrigued by Adar, but more in conjunction with the 'who is Sauron' mystery. I do remember thinking his haunted look was heartbreaking and wondering what his backstory was.

When season 2 started and I saw Sam as Adar, I instantly clicked with his voice - that was the first thing I noticed and I even remember saying to my husband that I liked the sound of him. BUT even then, I wasn't fully awakened. After the 'Elen Sila Lumenn' moment, I sat up a bit more and was like, ok... what's happening here? Then next episode, when Galadriel got him by the neck, I started thinking, hang on, why am I craving more scenes with him... Which I was rewarded with in Ep 7. And that one was the clincher. After his scenes in that, I was convert and I started rotting my brain on everything I could get hold of in relation to Adar (just in time for him to die next episode 😭😭😭NOOOOOOOOOO).

I've now rewatched every S2 scene so many times and am completely and hopelessly devoted to our BaddyDaddy.... I need to do a complete season 1 rewatch with all this in mind, because I feel I don't remember enough of the details.

It's on my to-do list!

🖤🖤🖤

Season 2 episodes 6&7 were also when i jumped off the Haladriel ship and boarded Adariel (where I've been firmly ever since!). But I also love how Adar gets shipped with EVERYONE. Because it affirms my own thoughts about how attractive a person is when they have a noble heart, even if it's corrupted. (...And of course he's a hot bastard which helps too!!)

No pressure tags @tumblin-theworldaway @iwanderbecauseimlost @laurarcrazystrange @wowstrawberrycow @permanentlyexhaustedpigeon88 @adarswidow

anybody in the mood to wail about Adar??

BECAUSE I AM

[queen-of-the-avengers]

Candy Cane Lane

Pairing: Bartender!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~3.3k

Warnings: fluff

Summary: It’s Christmas time and that means buying gifts and attending holiday parties with your friends. You and Scott reach an impasse in your relationship, one that you might not be able to get over. Who is right there next to you when it inevitably crumbles? Bucky. He’s always going to be there.

One in a Million Series

Square Filled: free space (2023) for @buckybarnesbingo

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

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Ah, Christmas. You love the holiday season. Every year back home, you and your parents would decorate the house as much as you could and even put fake snow inside to make it feel like a Winter Wonderland. You’re flying back to your family, Bucky is flying home to New York to be with his sister, Steve is staying inside the loft, and Sam is sailing out to his friends who are living at sea for the next couple of months.

To celebrate the year and to the employees who have done such great work, Disney is throwing a huge office party right before the holidays, and you’re all invited. Steve got the invite a month ago, and you’ve been preparing for it since. There’s just last-minute shopping you need to do because, for the life of you, you don’t know what to get Scott for Christmas.

You two have been dating for just over a month so it’s nothing too serious but you can tell Scott has strong feelings for you. You’re just not sure about your feelings for him. He’s coming off a little too strong for your tastes, but maybe this is what you need to move on from Bucky. He’s been plaguing your dreams as of late. It’s like no matter what you do, who you kiss, or what you tell yourself, he’s the main character in your mind.

At this point, he should be paying rent from how much he’s living inside your head.

The party is this weekend so you only have two days to go shopping for a gift for Scott. He’s going to be at the party and you figured you could exchange gifts while you’re there. What do you get someone you’ve been seeing for a month that you kind of like but are hung up on another man?

You walk out of your room and see all three roommates inside the kitchen munching on the pie you made.

“Hey, that was supposed to be for tonight,” you say. All three of them look up like they’re kids caught with their hands in the cookie jar. “Whatever. Look, I need help. Can you guys come with me to go last-minute shopping? Please?” Bucky looks like he’d rather do anything else, Sam looks at the ceiling to avoid your eyes, and Steve takes another slow bite of the pie. “I’ll buy you food.”

A chorus of “Yeah, alright” goes around, and you grin in triumph. The mall is packed with people rushing to get presents and families with kids shouting and complaining that they’ve been out too long. Steve and Sam break off from the group to find the best food places while you and Bucky browse the many stores.

“So, I thought you got all of your shopping done.”

“I did. I don’t have a gift for Scott.”

“You’re getting him a present? You’ve only been dating a month.”

You look at him with big eyes. “Should I not get him one?

Bucky loves how big your heart is. “No, no, I think it’s nice you’re getting him something. What did you have in mind?”

“I don’t know. I think jewelry is out of the question. I think a watch is too big. I can get him something practical. Maybe a coffee maker? I always go overboard with presents, especially when I don’t know the person that well. It’s either too big or not big enough. I need your help.”

“Come on, I know you, Y/N. You already had a present in mind. What was it?”

“Fine,” you sigh. You take out a card from your purse. “It was a certificate for piping hot sex, but now I’m not so sure.”

Bucky takes the card from you and grins as he reads it. “I’m keeping this. This is great.”

“No, you’re not!” You try to grab it but he holds it just out of reach. He moves the card up higher when you start to jump for it, but he’s too damn tall. You fall against Bucky in laughter, and he holds you by your waist to keep you steady. You look into his eyes with a sultry gaze, and his arm lowers just slightly enough for you to grab the card. “Ha!”

“Alright, alright,” Bucky smirks.

You two walk into a store that sells all kinds of things like clothing, toys, shoes, jewelry, etc.

“Okay, if you were my boyfriend, what would you want?” you ask before you can stop yourself.

Bucky pauses in thought. He knows what he would want. Instead, he’s thinking about how you said my boyfriend and not a boyfriend. Do you even like Scott as much as you say you do? He often wonders what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours.

“Well, I’d want another motorcycle helmet. Mine is getting pretty worn down, and the lenses are getting scratched.”

You walk around the store as you talk, and you notice something in one of the aisles. You grab the box of magnets and hold them up to him with a smile. “How about I get these so you can decorate your arm?”

Bucky looks away with a smile. Another twenty minutes inside the store, and you find the perfect gift for Scott. A plush realistic heart that throbs as it pumps blood, and it even makes a squishy noise that represents the blood flowing through it. It’s perfect for a science teacher who specializes in anatomy. By the time you two are done, Steve and Sam already have a food place picked out.

“So, did you find something?” Sam asks.

“Yeah, with Bucky’s help.”

“Good luck to Scott. Bucky is the worst gift giver, ever.”

“I don’t know. He’s not all bad,” you grin at Bucky.

After a nice lunch, you start the drive back to the apartment. It’s a straight shot but you decide to take the scenic route through the neighborhood that shows off all of their lights. It’s called Candy Cane Lane. All of the houses already have started decorating and will be done by tonight.

“Why are we here, Y/N?” Bucky asks.

“I wanted to show you this place. It’s a whole festival of lights that they do every year. It’s beautiful, and I really want to see this before we all go to the airport.”

“I don’t think I can come to this. It’s imperative that don’t miss this flight. My sister is going to kill me if I do.”

“Oh, okay,” you say.

Yes, you’re sad that you might not be able to show this to Bucky but you’re not going to let him miss his flight.

“Is Natasha going?” Steve asks.

“Yes,” you smirk. “She’ll be right over as soon as she finishes a showing on a house. Did you get something for her?”

“Maybe,” Steve mumbles.

You get back home and text Scott to come over. You’d rather give him his gift now than wait until the party. If he hates it, at least only you will know. Bucky watches you walk off with your eyes on your phone, and he sighs to himself. He breaks apart from the group and walks into his room. The only person to who he hasn’t given a gift yet is you. He’s not sure if he’s ever going to give it to you, not when you’re with Scott.

Bucky opens the small box to reveal a necklace that has your birthstone on it. It’s a stone that’s wrapped in a vine-like fashion that then turns into the chain. He doesn’t know why he got this knowing you two aren’t dating. All he knows is that he took one look at it and knew it belonged on your neck.

An hour goes by before Scott comes over. You immediately take him to your room so that you can have some privacy.

“I hope this isn’t too forward but I got you something for Christmas.”

“I got you something, too,” he smiles.

He pulls out an envelope and you pull out the small gift bag the heart is in. You seem surprised at the envelope but take it nonetheless. Scott waits patiently for you to open your gift first, so you open the envelope in curiosity. They’re tickets. Once your brain comprehends what’s in your hands, you feel your body stiffen.

“Wow. Music festival tickets in Copenhagen. I don’t know what to say. Thank you,” you stutter. “I feel like an asshole for what I got you now.” Scott opens his present and gasps when he sees the plush heart. “I know, it’s nothing like this, but--”

“I love it,” he smiles. “It’s funny and quirky and sweet, just like you. That’s why I love it.” He doesn’t miss a beat when he says, “I love you.”

All the blood drains from your face. Scott pulls you into a hug and rubs your back, but you can barely move. Uncomfortable silence fills the room. Say something! Scott is waiting for you to say something!

“Thank you,” you say awkwardly and pat his back.

What the fuck. Out of all the things you could have said, you just had to say ‘thank you’? If Scott never knew how you felt, he does now. You like him, kind of, but you don’t love him. He left right after you exchanged gifts and will meet you at the party later. Bucky immediately knew something was wrong when you didn’t say a single word on the ride to the party. He wants to ask you about it but he knows it’s best to wait for you to come to him.

Steve and Natasha are already in the lobby when you arrive. He left to give her her present and they rode here together.r They might be dating, you’re not sure. Natasha would have told you otherwise but she hasn’t. They’re cute together and you know Steve won’t break her heart like all the other guys before, and Natasha is definitely going to make Steve work for it.

Natasha tucks her hair behind her ear, giving you a great view of the earrings you got her. “You’re wearing my present!” You pull her in for a hug and immediately get a noseful of a strong perfume. “Oh, my God, what is that smell?”

“The perfume Steve got me.”

“Oh, how nice of him,” you nod.

Scott shows up minutes later, but the air is awkward and thick. Bucky looks between you two but can’t quite put his finger on what might have happened. Did he say something? Did you? Did he do something? He’ll beat him the fuck up if he hurt you.

Once everyone gets here, you head upstairs to where the party is. There are already a lot of people here, so it’s easy to distract yourself from your situation with Scott.

“Hey, I’ll be right back. I’m going to get some drinks for us.”

“Okay,” he nods.

You’re already walking away before he can get the word out. Instead of getting drinks, you immediately hide in the corner where you can see everything. You’ll be able to see if Scott is coming or not. ‘Thank you’ is one of the worst responses when someone says they love you. You wanted to say it back but you can’t say something you don’t feel.

“Hiding?” You look up and notice Bucky standing right next to you. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell.”

“Oh, hey, Buck.”

“Why are you hiding? What happened between you and Scott?”

“He told me he loved me, but I can’t say it back so I said ‘thank you’. I don’t know what to do now,” you sigh. “I have always been the one to love more. I love so much but I can’t seem to get there with him. It’s not even about love at this point. I want to like him but I just… don’t. Not as much as I should, anyway.”

“If you don’t have feelings for him, you have to tell him?”

“This is the worst time of year to break up with someone. First, there’s Christmas, then New Year’s, then Valentine’s Day, and then President’s Day.”

“It’s hard to argue with that logic,” he nods. “Still, you’ll hurt him more if you don’t.”

“Okay, I will. Thanks, Bucky.”

You leave his side in search of Scott when you see Natasha go into the ladies’ room. You turn and follow her inside the bathroom. She’s at the sink wiping some wet paper towels onto her skin.

“What are you doing?”

“Trying to wipe off this perfume stench. Steve is sweet but this stinks.”

“He really likes you.”

“I know.”

“Do you like him?”

“Maybe. I don’t know. I could.”

“He’s a good guy, Nat. I don’t want to see him hurt.”

“I know.” You two slide down the wall and sit on the tile away from the door. “So, do you want to tell me what’s going on with you and Scott?” You look at her and she rolls her eyes. “Come on, you can barely look at him.”

“He told me he loves me but I couldn’t say it back. Me. I don’t know. Maybe I should just make it work. I can learn to love him, right? He’s sweet.”

“Being sweet isn’t enough to keep someone around. Love is. If you don’t love him, he should know so he can find someone who does.”

“It’s only been a month, Nat. He shouldn’t be in love already.”

“Some people love harder than others.”

“Yeah. I’ll break up with him after the holidays. I’m not a monster.” You get up and pull the door open. “You still stink, by the way.”

You smirk when you hear her curse. You’re not sure what time it is since your phone died, but the party is still crowded with people so it can’t be that late. You pass by the balcony and notice Bucky and Scott outside hugging. Bucky is not a hugger. You push the door open and pop your head out.

“What’s going on here? Why are you guys hugging?”

They pull away from each other and Scott looks like someone punched his puppy right in front of him, and Bucky looks like he’s in pain… emotional pain.

“We’re just… talking,” Scott says.

“Talking?” You look at Bucky. “You hate talking.”

“Yeah, we’re talking about… about sports.”

There is a pause between all three of you, and you look at Bucky. He takes one look at those big beautiful eyes and folds immediately. He has to come clean.

“That’s a lie,” Bucky sighs. “I told him you didn’t love him.”

“What?” you gasp. “Bucky!”

“It’s okay, Y/N,” Scott tries to say.

“No, it’s not okay. You had no business telling him that!” you yell. “What the hell!”

“I know. I’m sorry. I’m just gonna…” Bucky walks to the balcony door and tries to open it but it won’t budge. “No, come on. This is my nightmare. Come on!”

“We should talk,” Scott sighs.

“Yeah.”

You and Scott sit down on the bench while Bucky still tries to get inside the office. He doesn’t want to break the glass so he continually knocks on it in hopes someone will hear it.

“Bucky shouldn’t have told you that but it’s true. I… don’t love you.”

“Okay,” Scott nods slowly. “So, what now?”

“Look, I like you. I do, but I guess I’m just a bit overwhelmed. It’s only been a month, Scott.”

“I understand. I know about your relationship with Jack, and I respect those boundaries, but I thought we were feeling the same thing for each other.”

“We were… we are, but I think you’re feeling them more than me.” Bucky knocks against the glass noisily, and you glare at him. “Sit down and shut up, Bucky. This is your fault.” He frowns but does what he’s told. “Look, Scott, I got hurt and I’m trying really hard not to get hurt again.”

The tension is cut with the ringing of Bucky’s phone. You and Scott look at Bucky who has a red face of embarrassment. He takes out his phone and sees his sister, Rebecca, calling him.

“I’m sorry. Just one second.” Bucky answers the call. “Hey, Bec. … Yeah, I’ll be there … No, don’t worry. … Seriously, I’ll be there. I still have time. I gotta go. … Okay, bye.” He looks at you. “Continue.”

“We can keep going but I think we should take it slow.”

“I don’t know if I can.”

“Oh, come on,” Bucky groans. “How hard is it to take it slow?”

“Bucky,” you growl.

“Yeah, I’ll shut up.”

“I don’t want to slow down… Not with you. It’s not what I want. If you need to, I don’t think I can do this with you.”

“So, I guess this is it, right?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

“Okay,” you nod.

Suddenly, the balcony door opens and Sam pops his head outside. “Have any of you seen a small child running around?”

“Yes! Sam, you’re my hero!”

Bucky jumps up and dashes inside, and you sigh. After this, you’re not in a partying mood anymore. Candy Cane Lane is also well past closing so all there is left to do is go home and prepare for your flights. You, Bucky, Sam, Natasha, and Steve are in one car with Bucky driving. He keeps looking over at you with your head on the window. It’s his fault for running his big mouth and he’s not going to keep disappointing you.

“What flight leaves at 1 am?” Sam asks.

“The kind I can afford,” Bucky answers. Again, Bucky sneaks a peek at you. He can’t end the night like this. “There’s something we gotta do first.”

Bucky does a complete one-eighty and drives in the opposite direction of the airport.

“What are you doing?”

Bucky doesn’t answer until he gets to Candy Cane Lane, but all the lights are off. “I screwed up everything. We were supposed to come to this.”

You get out of the car just like everyone else and stare down the dark and desolate road.

“Let’s just go home, Bucky.”

“No, this is Christmas. We came to see the lights.”

“What are you going to do? It’s one in the morning.”

“Hey! Turn on your lights!” Bucky takes off toward one of the houses and knocks on the door rapidly. “Come on, I got a girl out here that wants to see the lights!” A slight smile makes its way to your face. “Turn on the lights!”

Steve, Sam, and Natasha join in and yell at the top of their lungs to turn the damn lights on. You’re the only one who is silent because you can’t stop looking at Bucky. ONe by one, the lights turn on and the inflatables start to rise again. In this moment, everything disappears until the only person you can see is Bucky.

He walks over to you and smiles softly and with adoration. He reaches into his breast pocket and pills out a small box and hands it over to you.

“Merry Christmas, Y/N.”

You open it to reveal your birthstone encased in vines that make up the rest of the chain. You gasp and touch the stone delicately as if it will shatter under your touch.

“I love it so much. Thank you.”

You pull him in for a hug, and he slides his hands down your back. He did a dick thing by telling Scott how you feel, but he is most certainly making up for it now. You pull back from Bucky only enough to create only a few inches of space between you two. He glances down at your lips but doesn’t make a move.

“You’re welcome.”

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[fungifanart]

Lazy Mornings

Characters: Cater Diamond, Male reader, Yuu!reader, Grim

Word count: 562

CW: Very mildly suggestive if you squint

Notes: HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN?! Sorry I haven't posted a regular fic in a hot minute. With regular work on top of schoolwork on top of zine work, my muse has been dead on the floor, but I still wanted to pull something together for Cater’s birthday! (And thank you to @artistnettles for providing the prompt)

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Waking up alone when he was expecting to wake up in his boyfriend's loving embrace isn't exactly the way Cater had hoped to start his birthday.

Sitting up and looking around the room, 'Yep, definitely alone. Not even little Grimmy to keep me company.' Cater concludes.

In a slight huff, Cater turns and stands up from the bed, collecting and putting on various pieces of clothing he'd discarded before going to sleep last night and exiting the Prefect's room in Ramshackle.

Walking down the halls, Cater slowly picks up on a rather appetizing scent wafting from the kitchen and when he arrives there, he sees his boyfriend cooking bacon and eggs at the stove as Grim eats his own portion at the table without acknowledging Cater's presence.

Silently, Cater walks up behind the other man and wraps his arms around his waist while resting his head on his shoulder, "Did no one tell you it's rude to leave the birthday boy all alone?" He says with a pout.

The Prefect scoffs lightly in response, "Well, it's kinda hard to serve you breakfast in bed if you're not in bed." He says while motioning towards the table, "Now are you gonna take a seat or keep me trapped like this?"

As a response, Cater simply nuzzles his face deeper into the Prefect’s neck, the sensation eliciting a small shriek from the man in question and causing Cater to smile as he starts to push further–

“Are you two gonna keep being disgusting or are ya gonna sit down and eat before I puke?” Grim interrupts in an exasperated tone.

Cater quickly lets go as the two men straighten out their posture in embarrassment.

The Prefect clears his throat, clearly flustered,“*ahem* Y-yes, well, the eggs and bacon are almost done and I put on a pot of coffee right before you came in, so if you could get us some mugs from the cabinet, that’d be appreciated.” He says while avoiding eye-contact.

Cater complies, a red flush playing on his cheeks, as the coffee slowly begins filling up the pot under the machine next to the stove.

Before long, the two men are seated on adjacent sides of the table, just starting their meals as Grim finishes his, “Alright, lovebirds, I’m gonna go help set up for Cater’s party at Heartslabyul. Make sure you’re decent when Ace, Deuce and I come to get ya later.” Grim warns as he exits the kitchen and then the dorm.

Cater snorts at that comment, “Since when has Grimmy been the responsible one?” He questions before bringing his coffee mug to his lips.

“I’ve raised him well.” The Prefect hums in response while taking a sip from his own mug.

The two men then proceed to eat their breakfast in a comfortable silence that’s only broken a few minutes later by the sound of chairs moving when the Prefect decides he wants to be closer to his boyfriend upon finishing his meal, “Did you like your birthday breakfast?” He asks while looking at Cater with those adorable eyes of his.

The orange-haired man sets his fork down and takes one last sip of his coffee before answering, “Well, it’s no breakfast in bed, but I love everything you make for me.” He says genuinely before turning his head to share a coffee-flavored birthday kiss with his boyfriend.

[paperyowl]

Rockon + Buck, E-rated

Apparently, I wasn't done with this yet. Here is the first part of this. I'd like to add that this might be OOC at times and was really fighting me this time xD

@chococara25 I solved the problem - i simply need to write quickly xD

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"Oh," Buck said when 'Tommy' turned to him. "You're not Tommy."

The man's eyes flickered, and it only took a moment for them to blend into something understanding. Huh. That was odd. In any case, Buck was still kind of caught in the half-rage that he'd worked himself into over the last half hour.

He had no right, of course; Tommy and him were not together anymore. But he still didn't understand - and it all felt so very wrong, and he knew that Tommy loved him too. Buck knew. Not that seemed to matter anymore.

So Buck could have continued to bake or finally curl up and cry a little about it all - but he'd decided in a mad rush to go out tonight and maybe pick someone up. But Buck hadn't even tried to flirt with anyone.

Instead, he had spotted a couple in a corner of the bar and couldn't believe his eyes. One of them was all lean and muscle-packed, the grey of his hair only adding to how hot he was. The other one was familiar. Tommy. Buck hadn't quite been able to believe that Tommy really moved on that quickly.

But apparently, he had. There were a lot of telling touches, moments when they leaned close - little smiles. They were clearly... familiar. Which they had every right to be, especially since Evan now realized that it very much wasn't Tommy who he'd been watching like a creep.

"You must be Evan?" Not-Tommy said, getting up from his chair. Buck did a double-take.

"H-how...?"

"He's my cousin. Tommy Kinard. We're cousins," Not-Tommy said, looking a bit pained. "I'm Rocker."

Evan's eyes went from him back to the silver fox, who seemed mostly confused at the interaction. It was altogether a rather odd situation.

"I'm so sorry," Buck said right as the older man drew a breath to speak.

"Don't be. I'm Deacon."

It had been awkward for at least another ten minutes, but Rocker and Deacon had insisted Buck stay for at least one beer. That was two rounds of drinks ago - and they were still talking. Apparently, this wasn't the first time someone had mistook Rocker for Tommy ("I wonder if this ever happens to him.") and Deacon was Rocker's boyfriend.

They were pretty new, or at least that was the implication - but Buck saw how comfortable they were with each other, how easily they moved in each other's spaces. He wondered about that. But they were kind enough to skirt the topic of Tommy after that initial explanation so Buck wouldn't ask.

"So, Buck," Deacon began after Buck explained the particulars of his name, probably too honestly hinting at what Tommy had called out so quickly as 'daddy issues'. Maybe he was the issue regarding the whole 'not talking about Tommy' here. "I've never seen you here before."

"Hey," Rocker said, bringing another round of drinks to their table. "No flirting with my cousin's ex."

Deacon gave Buck a look that said, 'Can you believe him?' and then proceeded to hook his fingers into Rocker's belt loops to give a sharp tug. Rocker almost stumbled against Deacon's side, righting himself at the last moment and promptly swatting his boyfriend's shoulder at whatever Deacon had whispered to him.

"How did you know who I was?" Buck asked Rocker, mostly to distract himself from how good they looked together. Rocker took a beat to respond, almost as if he was considering what exactly to tell Buck.

"He wouldn't really shut up about you," Rocker complained, but he sounded fond. "Showed me this pic of you in an apron."

Buck knew instantly which photo Rocker was talking about. He'd cooked for Tommy that night, and after, they'd ended up on the couch, kissing for what felt like hours. Buck also remembered the way that Tommy looked at him. He had to swallow hard at that particular emotion.

"He never mentioned you," Buck admitted, and Rocker grimaced.

"Yeah," he seemed sheepish. "For what it's worth, he mentioned introducing us. But then we had a bit of a fight a while ago."

Rocker made a vague hand motion and then shrugged like, 'What can you do?'. Beside him, Deacon seemed to cue in on something. Buck wasn't going to ask for more details. Besides, it was fun talking to the two of them, and they easily moved on to other topics.

Somehow, Buck ended up going home with them. He was certainly not that drunk -

"You're a cuddly one, aren't you?" Deacon asked when he sat on Buck's free side on the couch. Buck's head had titled, and at some point, he'd started resting on Rocker's shoulder-

"Oh!" Buck flinched into a more upright position. "I'm so-"

"You're fine," Rocker said, wrapping an arm around him, effectively drawing him back in. "It seems like you might need a hug. Or two."

Buck ducked his head. Yeah. He could really need a few hugs. Or even a little more. He hadn't really been with anyone since- and these days, his friends were so busy with their own issues that he didn't want to be a bother. But maybe, with them, Buck could pick someone up after all. Or be picked up, maybe?

"Ehm. So," he started. "How do you two feel about threesomes?"

There was a moment of silence. Great. Of course, Buck would go for way too much bluntness.

"Buck," Rocker said sternly - but even like this, even if he'd used 'Evan', he didn't sound all that much like Tommy. There were differences all around, and it was so easy to focus on those over the similarities - especially after talking to them the whole night.

"It's not-" Buck gestured around, only making Rocker's eyebrows raise further. "- that weird. You can just tell me 'no' if you're not into it, but I'm very much single and willing-"

"To fuck your ex's cousin?" Deacon asked.

"And his very hot silver fox boyfriend", Buck added. "If they're into it."

Deacon looked at Rocker. "I know you think he's hot, don't say 'no' because of me."

Rocker gave a fake dramatic gasp. "David. I would have never thought-"

"Oh shut up, Donovan," Deacon said, far too fond for it to pack any bite. Then he looked back at Buck. "Thank you for that earlier compliment, and just for reference, I think you're hot, too."

Which was how they all ended up even closer on the couch. Buck learned a lot more things about the couple than he had at the bar. For one, Buck knew now Deacon kissed with a kind of control that made Buck feel a little weak in the knees. Or that Rocker had a way of smiling into the kisses he shared - especially if he kissed Deacon.

"Where are we going with here then?" Rocker asked a while later. He sounded as breathless as Buck felt - and eyes dark as he watched Deacon soothe his hands along Buck's flank.

It was the easiest thing to let himself be kissed again. Buck didn't even try to redirect Deacon's lips, even when Rocker huffed a little in impatience. Deacon chuckled at that, and after raising an eyebrow at Rocker, he leaned in to whisper into Buck's ear.

"I'll tell you a secret about him," Deacon said in a stage whisper, probably looking right at Rocker. "He likes to be told what to do."

Buck shivered and looked over to see Rocker biting his lip. It was a very staged move, but it worked all the same. Or perhaps that was the way Buck could trail his eyes down those abs and watch Rocker shimmy out of his pants.

"How about you? Do you like to follow commands?"

Deacon smirked at Buck's question. "Not as much as Don does, but I enjoy it well enough. Why, is there something you'd like me to do?"

There was. There was very much something, but Buck hesitated a moment too long because Rocker was suddenly a lot closer and said: "You can change your mind."

It was sweet. Buck was starting to understand that Rocker was a lot gentler by nature than he liked to admit. To prove he very much still wanted this, Buck was the first one to be completely undressed between the three of them - and he wasn't ashamed to admit that he might have bullied the other two to join him. (Because fuck, they were both hot, alright?)

"Can I watch you?" Buck asked after Rocker attached himself rather firmly to Buck's nipples, figuring out far too fast how sensitive they were. "At least for a bit?"

Deacon moved in from Buck's other side to cup the side of his face. He waited a beat until he had Buck's attention. "Don't want you to feel left out."

Buck shook his head and smiled. "Here's a secret about me: I kind of-I like to watch." I like to see intimacy. And I feel like you two have that. Buck didn't quite want to admit that out in the open, worried it was a little weird.  

They double-checked. Both of them. This only made Buck laugh more at them - and if he hadn't known from the start, he would have known that they would deliver. And they did: There was a bit of a conversation about what they wanted, and Rocker put on that expression that certainly would have worked on Buck, but it worked on Deacon.

In no time, Deacon had him on his hands and knees, showing him off to Buck with a wink - and was fingering Rocker open with precise movements that had him moan and gasp and grip tightly onto the sheets. Buck couldn't decide what to focus on more: The way Deacon kept touching Rocker everywhere he could reach with his free hand, how Rocker kept pressing back into him, or maybe the sweet little things that they whispered to each other.

For a beat, Buck was almost worried he'd give into another emotion entirely. Something much more morose than hunger. Deacon solved that problem for Buck:

"Let's put on a bit of a show for our guest, sweetheart."

He wrapped an arm around Rocker's middle and hoisted him up. Buck felt heat spike down his body like a liquid thing at the sound that Rocker made alone - but then there was the way Deacon spread his thighs between Rocker's legs, forcing them apart and making it quite obvious that he still had three things pumping up into him.

Rocker arched back against him, angling for a kiss that Deacon gladly shared with him. When they parted, Deacon leaned in to whisper something to Rocker - before both of them looked back at Buck.

"Hey Buck," Rocker said, breathless. "Want to fuck me?"

All the breath in his lungs seemed to leave Buck at once - whatever expression was on his face made Rocker laugh. Between Buck and Deacon, it was easy enough to manhandle Rocker, and Deacon finally ended up anchoring Rocker to his body with an arm around his shoulders, holding him firmly between his own legs.

Buck used his own fingers to tease Rocker a little more, pushing them inside and spreading them, but it was hard to resist when-

"Come on, come on," Rocker moaned. "Please fuck me?"

Buck could do that - he took the condom and lube that Deacon passed him and made quick work of suiting up before pressing inside with steady pressure. Between them, Rocker groaned, urging Buck into movement - and he arched back into Buck with breathless little gasps of pleasure.

Rocker gripped onto Deacon, grinning.

"Feels good," he slurred, and Buck loved hearing his voice like that; it was so hot the way he smiled into the pleasure right until his moans knocked the expression off his face when Buck fucked into him.

"Yeah," Rocker babbled. "Just like that. Oh. Yeah. I - Deac. You could. Fuck my mouth."

Buck's eyes found Deacon's - which were almost entirely dark, hungry expression on his face - and he saw something very close to adoration in his expression when Deacon looked down at Rocker in his arms.

"Next time. I enjoy watching how well Buck fucks you."

One of Deacon's hands was moving low, pressing into the arch of Rocker's spine, making him bow into the movement. It shocked a moan out of Rocker, and Deacon grinned up at Buck.

"Go on. He likes it hard."

Rocker breathed out something like "Oh fuck" and melted beautifully in their hold - Buck didn't even have to guess with how perfectly vocal Rocker was about his pleasure. It didn't take long at all to make him come, and Buck barely lasted another few thrusts into the tight heat of his body - Deacon dragged him into a deep kiss, only letting go, when Rocker reached up to paw at their faces, earing two kisses for himself.

He sounded a little slurred but also insistent when he looked from Buck to Deacon: "I think it's time for your turn, Deac."

[beanieable]

It’s time for TMNT headcanons again!

Here’s the first post I made a while ago.

This has been in my drafts for a few months now, so have at it.

2003

Donnie went down a deep rabbit hole on the multiverse after Turtles Forever. Raph had to listen to him talk about and eventually drag him away form the whole thing every time.

Leo and Mikey have spots under their eyes. They’re a lighter shade of green than their scales. You can’t see them usually because of their masks.

In turn, Raph and Donnie have spots on the palm of their hands. Donnie on his left, Raph on his right. If they hold hands the spots over lap. The spots look like little hearts.

Raph and Donnie are twins. Change my mind. The og disaster twins. They walked to Rise disaster twins could run.

2012

Puppy dog eyes work wonders on Leo. All his brothers use it against him, even Raph.

Raph has a heart shaped spot in his shoulder. Donnie has one to match him on his neck.

(Jonatello) Casey kisses the heart spot on Donnie’s neck a lot. He loves doing that.

Leo actually has some faint freckles like Mikey. They just faded out as he got older. If they stay at the farmhouse long enough in summer and go out in day time, they’ll be more visible.

Raph and Donnie are twins. Anger Management Duo my beloved. As the middle children with anger issues they were in time out a lot and one day just decided they were twins.

They made Mikey think they have twin thelepahy. He still believes it years later. Leo believed it for a hot minute too.

They solely became twins to spite their brothers. Mikey was obsessed with the idea of twins for a bit and Leo thought it’s cool too. While Raph and Donnie didn’t really care for the idea, Leo and Mikey got them stuck in time out. Mikey pranked them, they wanted revenge and Leo snitched. Mikey and Leo can’t have a twin if the middle children are twins. 😈

Rise

Donnie and Leo need glasses. But only Donnie wore them when they were kids. Nowadays they mostly wear contacts but they do wear their glasses often too. Mainly when they’re at home.

All four brothers the same happy stim. They wag their tails. I wrote a fic where I included that. Here. But basically it started like this, when Raph was just a normal turtle he found wagging his tail fun and just did it. Then the twins can along and copied him and then Mikey copied them as well. And despite their mutation it just stayed.

Raph turning savage is not really a thing anymore post Season 2 finale. The turtles can feel each others ninpo and knowing his brothers are always with him in a way helps keep his separation anxiety in check. It might still happen but it’s also easier to snap him out of it now.

The turtles are bilingual. They know English and Japanese. Obviously Leo also knows Spanish. They spoke more Japanse growing up, until they met April. They also taught April Japanese. Cassandra is Latina/Korean and knows English, Spanish and Korean as her native languages but learned Japanese when she joined the Foot. CJ knows all four languages, always has. In the bad timeline Cass only spoke Korean with him, April only English, Leo only Spanish and Raph only Japanese. Mikey and Donnie spoke both English and Japanese with him.

Medic Leo. But also, full blown doctor Leo. After the movie he, with Draxums help, got a doctorate degree in the Hidden City.

As much as Leo enjoys being a doctor and fixing people he’s also very interested in dissecting things. He almost dissected Warren once. Raph stopped him. But no one knows if he’ll try doing it again. Spoiler: he will.

Older twin Donnie supremacy here. That said, he may be second oldest but he has no authority over the other two.

Tales/MM

Donnie got April into K-Dramas. They watch them together.

The reason Raph is missing a tooth is Mikey. Mikey accidentally knocked him over the head with his nunchucks and Raph stumbled into a pole. Then he tooth was gone.

Mikey is the medic in this one. I just thought it’d be cool since he he seemed pretty interested in it during the mechazoid arc.

[clarisse0o]

The Mayor - Chapter 35

Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle

Alternate Universe: Mayor and Architect

Words: 700

Masterlist

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I was now walking toward my apartment. I hadn’t gone back to Lucy’s car.  

I wanted to be alone, to breathe, to think.  

I had poured everything out, without much thought. I needed it—the words were out, clear and unfiltered.  

Even though she hadn’t known how to respond, deep down, I felt relieved.  

It started to rain.  

Lucy called me several times, then sent me a message.  

  "Ona, come to my place. I need to talk to you."    

On my way to my apartment in the city center, still drenched in rain, I passed by Lucy’s house. I stopped for a few minutes. Should I go in?  

 "I need to talk to you."   

Those were her words. For once, I decided not to run away. I turned onto a path leading to her place.  

I arrived at the back of her house, slipping under a gate. I saw her through the large bay window, in her living room, phone in hand. At that moment, my phone rang. I answered.  

 "Hello?"   

 "Ona! Where are you?"   

 "Behind you."   

She turned around, surprised. When she saw me, she seemed relieved.  

She opened the sliding door and let me in.  

 "Ona, look at you—you’re soaked!"  she scolded.  

I was drenched from the downpour, shivering now.  

 "Go take a bath. I’ll bring you some dry clothes!"   

I protested:  

 "It’s fine, Lucy, it’s just water!"   

 "You’re freezing, Ona. Go on, you know the way!"   

The mere thought of a hot bath warmed me. I headed to the bathroom and ran the water. I slid into the steaming, foamy water, closing my eyes, trying to collect myself after the turbulent evening.  

I startled as Lucy entered the bathroom, holding a towel and clothes, which she set on a chair. She sat beside me, next to the bathtub.  

My throat tightened. I struggled to meet her gaze, which seemed kind nonetheless.  

 "Ona, I wanted to tell you..."   

I interrupted her.  

 "Lucy, we don’t have to talk about what I said. I lost it, and..."   

 "We’re going to talk about it, Ona, and you’re going to let me speak, okay?"   

She took a breath.  

 "I didn’t know what to say in the car after what you told me. It was intense. I was searching for the words, but none came. I struggle with this kind of thing, Ona. I can handle budgets, officials, angry residents, endless meetings—but this, I find hard... What I feel, what I’m experiencing..."   

She avoided my gaze, searching for the right words.  

 "It’s been a very long time, years, since I felt this way. Since you came into my life, I feel like I’m losing control, and that scares me."   

My breath quickened. She slipped her hand into the hot water, clasping mine. She was looking directly at me now.  

 "I want to see you more than once every three days. I want to be with you, to build something. But it’s complicated. I’m just asking for time—until the elections, in five months. After that, I’ll be free, at least from the media’s gaze. You said Alexia keeps pushing you to take a long vacation. So, come with me. Let’s go away for a month! And if we don’t drive each other crazy by then, maybe we can think about living together!"   

I smiled at her humor in such a serious moment. I didn’t know what to say in the face of her declaration. My heart was racing. Yes, I would wait for her.  

I leaned toward her, our lips meeting. We kissed, our tongues entwining in a delicious sensation. In one motion, I grabbed her hip and pulled her into the bath, fully clothed.  

 "Ona! Look at me—I’m soaked now!"  she exclaimed, laughing.  

I felt completely at ease, there, with her, against me.  

 "You know, your late-night messages made me laugh at first. Then, I imagined you drunk

, with her..."   

 "Shh!"  I kissed her to silence her.  

One by one, I removed each piece of her clothing, desiring her bare body against mine, wanting to kiss her all over, which I did—tenderly and passionately.  

I would’ve stayed in that bathtub with her for hours. But I left her house soon after, as the twins were due to return within the hour.  

As I headed home, my body, mind, and heart were all in turmoil, still carrying Lucy’s delightful scent on my clothes.  

The evening, which had started so poorly, had opened a new chapter in our story.  

Before falling asleep, I sent her one last message.  

 "That exhibition was magical!

[blondphobic]

in celebration of my 1st anniversary as a lads player, i’m sharing my ranking of the current love interests and some random thoughts on them, not that anybody asked or care about

1st place of course comes Rafayel, I wouldn’t be exaggerating saying he’s everything I like in a otome character, he’s SO charismatic, caring, funny, passionate, a switch (jeez who wrote that?), endearing and more, he caught my eye the moment I started playing the game, I adore his dynamic with mc, I’m very fond of flirty banter and they delivered.

he’s so complex and by coincidence I wrote this quite-long-but-not-as-long-as-the-original-draft post yesterday about how people simplify his character’s internal conflict and that he’s much MUCH more than most fans seems to give him credit, I didn’t even know today was gonna be my 1st anniversary, I found out because they sent me celebrative messages, I wrote that just because I fucking love Rafayel. I love you, Rafayel!

2nd place comes Xavier, I’ve been in a Xav phase recently, I can’t really say why because I actually don’t know, I’m just in a Xavier mood, I like his personality and his interactions with MC, he’s very tender, friendly and sweet, I really like that, the jealousy thing kinda activates my fight or flight but I chose to overlook it since he isn’t my main and another LIs gonna step into the 2nd place next month anyway.

3rd place is Zayne, I almost put him on 2nd because I really really like Zayne but it’s more in a “we’re besties” way, love his personality, he’s very kind and considerate, I unaronically think he’s really funny and he’s such a sweetheart with MC, ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ love this guy.

4th place’s Sylus, he was actually 2nd place for some months but somehow ended in 4th here, proving that except for Rafa, my ranking changes constantly, I really appreciate him tho, he’s a very charismatic character. like Zayne he just wouldn’t work for me at long term, he’s too daddy dom archetype for my personal taste, every time he calls MC “kitten” I get the ick.

5th place and surprising no one, comes Caleb for a bunch of reasons (but not the reasons people imagine I would have), not only he just got added to the game and we barely got time to grow attached to him yet but because being honest (and controversial), I find him kinda boring.

I’m not very fond of childhood friends to lovers so this end up influencing my opinion on him, I dislike how this trope relies on fake nostalgia over moments the characters shared together and forget the fact that I, the real person playing the game, wasn’t there and therefore have no emotional connection to this character. He always going “remember when you did that?” “remember how we use to do that?” no, I don’t.

Caleb was on scream for like 5 minutes then fucking exploded now he’s back acting psycho, Infold is giving me zero to none time to build any fondness for him so for me he’s just a rando who’s trying to kidnap me, I get he went through some brainwashing shit but since I don’t know him his betrayal just doesn’t hit like it suppose to hit. I didn’t felt betrayed, I felt disgusted.

also I can’t lie, overprotective men aren’t for me, even before being brainwashed Caleb was already too much for my liking, I already have enough people in my real life who think they know what is best for me more than I do, I don’t need this energy in my silly lil hot men game, if I wake up one day feeling like spending time with a man who’s overprotective to the point of being overbearing I can just hang out with my dad.

that being said I don’t hate him, my heart is forgiven when it come to characters if they’re well-written, Infold made a good job with all of them to this point so there still hope for Caleb, Sylus was lowkey a cunt in the beginning too and everyone seems to have forgotten by now

as a bonus, my expectations to the 6th LI: I want him to be related to Ever but I don’t want him to be a ceo because that would be very boring, there’s nothing sexy about making money by exploiting workers and Sylus kinda already fill the ceo archetype, I would prefer a guy who is/was a scientist working for Ever but he discovered things he didn’t suppose to discover and now wants to leave, something along those lines, we also need a sub character because the girlies who aren’t into the dom daddies are clearly in disadvantage, give us someone even more needy than Rafayel, give us a man who’s so pathetic. He having colored hair would be cool too.

also I want to propose we start referring to the LIs as “the lads” because refereeing to them as “LIs” sounds cold to me and calling them lads is goofy so it’s makes me laugh

[huffelpuff210]

Sam Wilson x Bucky Barnes x teen reader

This is after end game so there are spoilers!!!

Warning; mention of death, suffering,suicidal, swearing and other disturbing content 18 + read at your own risk

Summary: you are Tony’s daughter and after the events of endgame you disappear what happens when Sam and Bucky find you in a unsuspecting way

you were laying on a examination table you made this medication it lets you see people who have died but the catch is it stops your heart, but there is a counter medication that brings you back

After the death of your father you disappeared you were trying to find a way to bring him back then by accident you discovered this drug,

Your step mom and half sister tried finding you by trying to trace your phone but you quickly disposed it

Call it denial or whatever but you needed to talk to him again

“You ready Howard?” You asked

Howard was an AI you created he’s been helping you with your trips to the afterlife

“yes mama” the AI responds

“Twenty minutes this time.” You say

“you haven’t gone that long mam gone that long before.” He says

“I know.” You say

“You might not come back, I will activate protocol,” the AI answered

“okay do it.” you say

The cuffs on the table lock your wrists and ankles

The heart monitor beeping in the background

“Administering the serum.” The AI says

A mechanical arm comes down with a large syringe injecting it in your arm

Your eyes slowly roll in the back of your head.

Suddenly you were in the middle of a field under a willow tree the sun bright, the tree lightly blowing from the Breeze and there he stood your dad,

He slowly tuns. He stood in his typical clothes,

“Dad…” you say tears welling up in your eyes

You rush to hug him no matter how many times you go through this you just couldn’t believe it but it felt so real

“Hey my little star.” He says it was your nickname he gave,

He’s holding your arms as he is looking at you,

“You can’t keep doing this to yourself little star.” He says

“I know but…” you hesitated

“What is it?” He asked concerned

“I think I figure a way to bring you back..” you say

He shakes his head,

“You can’t I’m dead sweetheart, and I’m supposed to stay that way.” He says

“No, I can’t accept that, I can do it,” I say

“At what cost? Look at you hiding out in a dirty old warehouse you should be home, helping pepper and Morgan.” He says

“I can’t.” You say

“Yes you can stop this suicide mission.” He says

Suddenly as if a vortex was pulling you You were being pulled forcefully back to your body

You gasped sweat falling down your face, the cuffs unlock,

“Did you record it?” You asked

“Yes miss.” The AI responded

You were now in the park, scoping out you see in order to make this serum to work better you needed the right supplies and sadly you needed money for that sure you could use the money your dad left you but then everyone and their mother would know where you were,

You see two men walking away from you the dark skinned one had his wallet almost falling out of his back pocket you skillful take his wallet only for a hand to grab your wrist, you meet a familiar pair of blue eyes it was Bucky and Sam. You were frozen, you were not expecting this.

“Y/N?” He said sounding shocked you elbowed him and took off running

Sam and Bucky were shocked they definitely were not expecting to see you here. But they both knew something was wrong, your skin was beyond pale, your lips chapped, your dark hair a mess, sweat glistening your skin when it wasn’t even hot.

You had been missing since Tony’s funeral, pepper alerted everyone she could but no one had luck until now,

“She doesn’t look..” Sam say

Bucky nodded

“let’s find her and figure out what the hell is going on.” Bucky says no determination more than ever to find the girl.

[ineedlelittlespace]

TAG Game

rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better. (I'm stealing the previous poster's blurb here because it applies to me, too---it's my first time tagging you all, so if you'd prefer not be involved, please feel to ignore this/to let me know to not tag you in any future tag things.)

I was tagged by @cauchemarlena ! Thank you! These are so fun! 😁

last song: "Ship in a Bottle" by fin. It's on essentially all of my character playlists. And most of my non-character playlists, for that matter.

last show: The Mandalorian. Which was...not exactly disappointing, per se, but did feel a little directionless.

last movie: I...don't actually know? I haven't been doing a ton of movies lately. I've been more in a show/podcast mindset for a bit since those are easier to put on in the background while I do other things! I feel like the last movie may have been a nature doc, though.

currently watching: Casually rewatching my way through Pushing Daisies and Star Trek: Voyager.

currently reading: The Queen of Attolia by Megan Whalen Turner and Ancillary Justice by Ann Lecke. (And also bits and pieces of the whole Murderbot series as needed for fanfic research!)

current obsession: Murderbot, Discworld, weirdly specific journal stickers, finding moving/packing hacks for when I have to move house in a few months---those are like the top four at the moment, but it's an ever-changing carousel of obsessions.

No Pressure Tags:

@ilovedthestars @snugglyeldritchjellyfish @mortallysparklybread @opalescent-potato @halflingthief and anyone else who spots this and wants to participate.

[o0kawaii0o]

Nami on the brain!

[thegirlsarethriving]

just finished undertale. ok i see the vision. i now understand yall's Sans-to-Benrey obsession pipeline. and the Papyrus-to-Tommy Coolatta pipeline

[christiangeistdorfer]

some ✨ a e s t h e t i c ✨ vintage rally pictures i have found in magazines, part 5/?

[seaoftales]

❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞. ❞

Independent, selective, heacanon and mixed media inspired RED HAIRED SHANKS and DRACULE MIHAWK of Eiichirō Oda's ONE PIECE, as featured on the multimuse blog SEAOFTALES. Crossover friendly, duplicate friendly, original character friendly, 18+

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two yan posts in one day ... call me efficient /silly