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[ohlexa]

AVA SILVA + her little gay dangling earring

[targaryenluvs]

HIS POWER / TIM BRADFORD

PAIRINGS: Dark!Tim Bradford x Fem!Reader

SUMMARY: After providing a statement to an officer about a robbery, he seems to be everywhere. Even after you start avoiding him.

WARNINGS: Obsession, stalking, abuse of power, breaking and entering, suggestive content

WORDCOUNT: 3.3K Words

A/N: Just started watching the rookie and I’m in love!!🥰

Gif not mine, credits to the owner!

It’d been a normal day at first.

You wanted to run errands through your Monday since you’d been working pretty hard through the last week. But being higher up in the company meant you were able to take days off to work from home when wanted.

You’d been in the confectionary isle since you were throwing a watch party of Harry Potter with all of your friends. As silly as it seemed, you were in the mood for a night of childhood friends and fun.

You had finished up shopping, and as you were making your way up to the register when you heard it.

“Get on the ground, now!”

It was as if time has frozen as you noticed everyone drop to the floor. Luckily your body followed suit and dropped down as well. But you were a minute too late as one of the men noticed you. “Didn’t I say to get down bitch?”

The word sounded foreign in your ears, to the point where you didn’t even realise he was talking to you, until he came over to you.

He pulled you up by your hair as he waved the gun around, “You ain’t talking now huh?” His grip on your hair tightened as you clenched your eyes shut. When you opened them you noticed someone reaching for their phone. You may as well try to buy her time.

You looked over at her as she mouthed, “911.” You acknowledged her by closing your eyes before talking, “What do you want me to say?” You could hear him chuckle, “Now you’re chatty.”

You shuffled until you were able to turn around to face him, taking his attention away from the woman calling the police. “Please, just take the money and go.” One of the other men came back from behind, seeming to have a mass of purses, most likely from the employees.

“I just want to talk to you baby.” Whether it was the nickname or his demeanour, you sure as hell didn’t want to talk to him anymore. So you took a risk.

Kicking him in the crotch.

You could hear him groan before falling to the floor, his gun slipping out of his hands as you grabbed it. You quickly slid it to the woman on the phone with the police before kicking him in the stomach. “You b—,” before he could continue you kicked him in the face.

You remembered there were only two others that had entered the store. One in the back and the other across the store. So you took the time to tie the man up using someone’s scarf, then stuffing his mouth with plastic bags. You had two other shoppers guard him as you took the gun back.

There were four men in your view, you quickly waved them over before making a plan.

“She’s having her baby! Someone help!”

Footsteps echoed through the place as the other man ran to the woman shouting, Sierra, “Who is it?” This man was seemingly calmer than the other you’d dealt with, “Here!” And as he turned you bashed his face with the end of your gun, and as he fell one of the shoppers took his gun. “Good job Jack, two down and one to go.”

“Bad idea, not taking me out first.” The last robber left standing had his firearm to Sierras head, with an arm around her neck. You and Jack immediately raised your guns in his directions, “Go ahead, shoot. Wonder what this pretty girls head’ll look like across the floor. Got nothing left to loose.”

Your saving grace came not only in the sirens outside.

“Put your guns down, slowly.” You and Jack hesitated, which proved to be a mistake as he aimed towards one of the other hostages, aiming and shooting at her leg. As she screamed out you folded, “Okay! Just don’t hurt anyone else.” Jack followed your lead as you put your guns down. The second you did he pushed her to the side, coming for you.

“You ruined my plan. For what? To be a hero?” His breath was heavy against your cheek, spite filled and hot. You shook your head immediately. “Well because of that, you can help me get out of here.”

He had you pick up the guns and stuff them into his duffel bag before leading you to the back at gun point. “Might just have some fun with you while we’re here.” He laughed as he opened the door.

“Hope you’re ready for some fun in prison.” As the two of you exited the store you were met with four cops, the one speaking standing in front of you. As he was momentarily distracted by being caught you turned to push him to the floor before running into the cops arms.

His partner rushed forwards to cuff him whilst reciting his rights. You clung onto the man as he held you, “You’re okay, I’ve got you.” You buried your face into his chest, taking a second to breathe before stepping back.

You read his badge, Bradford.

“Thank you, Officer Bradford.” Your smile was small, but more than enough for him. “Call me Tim.” His partner, which you learned was Lucy, eyed him up. It wasn’t everyday the grumpiest guy she knew allowed his first name to be used by a stranger.

“Let’s get you down to the station huh?” You nodded as he directed you to the back of his car. Lucy rose an eyebrow, “Couldn’t we have taken her statement here?” Tim aimed a pointed look her way, which screamed ‘shut up’. “She was actively involved, taken hostage and helped to disable every robber. Her account is more serious than the others and she might need to get checked up on. It’ll be a long statement so we’ll interview her at the station. Anything else boot?”

Lucy shook her head, “Good, now get in.”

You’d been waiting for someone to enter the room, luckily it was Tim. “I’m going to be taking your statement okay? I need you to detail everything that happened since the start of your day. Don’t leaving anything out.” You nodded along as he sat down, offering you a smile.

“Let’s begin.” You didn’t leave anything out as he asked you not to. Tim was nodding along, jotting down key bits of information as you spoke. It felt like time had passed by quickly talking to him, even if you were doing most of the talking. It’d been over an hour already.

“Alright, hang tight in here. You’ll be home in no time, probably best to take some time to yourself to recuperate. No friends.” He stood up, tucking his notepad and pen away before offering you a nice smile as you returned it. “Thank you, for not being rude and actually listening.” Tim stopped in the doorway, turning back around to you. He raised his eyebrow, waiting for more. “Why would I be rude?”

“Just, lately I’ve been seeing about a million horror story cop interactions. And I was scared to be interviewed. But you were really nice, so thanks. If there’s anything I can do, or tell you then let me know.” Before he could respond someone walked past and asked if he’d gotten your information.

“She’s free to go if you have.” You felt a weight lift off of your chest, as much as you liked being across from the gorgeous cop Tim was, you wanted nothing more than to sleep. He nodded as she left, turning his attention back to you. “Well, you’ve done more than enough regarding information. As for something you can do,” You straightened up in your chair.

“You could buy me a drink tomorrow.”

The bar was packed, but apparently Tim was a regular to the point where he had a seat waiting for him. Being the kind person he was, he let you sit on the seat. But the place was crowded so he ended practically between your legs. “So what’re you having Officer?” Tim scoffed at the title, “I’ll have what ever you’re having.” You giggled, “You want a martini?” He cringed at the words.

“Maybe I won’t have what you’re having.” You waved down the bartender, before ordering for the both of you. Whilst ordering you could feel his eyes on you, staring intently, “Is there something on my face?” He shook his head, “You’re just so gorgeous.”

You could feel the heat rush to your cheeks, “Don’t.” He swiped away the hair that fell in front of your face, “Why not, you are. I always tell the truth.” Your drinks were slid over as you both grabbed your respective drinks. Taking a sip, he stared at you as he drank his beer.

The night progressed quickly, the two of you getting lost in easily flowing conversation. “I’m gonna head to the bathroom.” You held your thumbs up to him as he walked away, weaving through the sea of people.

Taking a sip of your fourth drink, you noticed that he’d left behind his phone on the counter. You didn’t mean to pry, but your hand had a mind of its own as it swooped his phone up. You wish you hadn’t. His wallpaper was somehow a photo of you and you’d only known him for two days.

If there was one thing you didn’t think you were, it was stupid.

You swiftly swung your purse over your shoulder before making your way out of the bar and outside. It was then that you realised the fact that Tim had picked you up. “There you are.” His voice was quieter than before, now outside and not interrupted by others.

“It was getting stuffy in there, needed to breathe. I’m feeling pretty tired, you mind if we call it a night?” He shook his head, “Not at all, I’ll drop you off.” You smiled before making your way to his car.

“Doesn’t someone need to pay?” You were praying he’d take the bait and leave you to flag down a cab or call an uber. “I’ve got good credit here, we’ll be fine.”

You just needed to get home. That was all. Once you were home you could avoid him and not see him ever again. Just get home Y/n.

The ride home was filled mostly with Tim talking at you and your short replies. You didn’t want to seem suspicious but you were too scared to have a proper conversation with him. All you could see was the wallpaper burned into your mind.

As he pulled up to your apartment you felt a tiny spark of relief, you’d made it home. “You okay?” His hand rested on your thigh, “Yeah I’m alright, just tired.” You pressed your lips into a tight line, you hadn’t looked at him yet.

You wished you hadn’t, he looked pissed.

His hand tightened, “You’re lying. Did you meet someone else at the bar?” Your face scrunched up in confusion, “What? No! You were gone for minutes. How the hell am I striking up a conversation with someone and liking them in that time? I need to go.” You were met with a locked door.

You turned back to him with an awkward smile, you wrapped your hand around his in an attempt to calm him down. “Tim, I promise. Nothing happened. Please let me go inside, you can walk me to the door. I want you to.” Your lie seemed to take, as he retracted his hand to open the door. You grounded yourself by clutching onto your purse, leaving crescent indents in the leather.

His hand came around your waist, holding on tightly as you made your way into the apartment building. You quickly pressed for the third floor, not your own. “Goodnight Tim, I had a good time.” You turned to him, pressing a kiss to his cheek before running into the elevator. As the doors closed you could see him, momentarily stunned at the kiss.

You exhaled the second the doors closed. If you were lucky, you wouldn’t be seeing him after this. You’d survived the night, as well as him.

The next few days had been normal, thankfully. You’d been paranoid to a fault, and rightfully so.

Tim Bradford is a cop.

Which meant he had access to so much more than any regular person. He not only knew where you lived from the information he’d collected, but he could search you up. He could find out so much about your life with just a few clicks of a button.

And he did. He utilised his resources to find out as much about you as he could over the week or so since your date. When you’d gone to the bathroom, he’d accessed your phone and was now successfully tracking you. Never leave your stuff with an obsessed cop, am I right?

After the robbery, he couldn’t risk your safety.

But the biggest mystery of all in Tim’s eyes was why you hadn’t called him yet. You’d been working a lot recently, early days and late nights. You needed a break from work. The only places you went which weren’t your workplace or home was your gym.

You were done for the day.

The sweat that you were covered in made you shine in the fluorescent lights of the gym. You couldn’t wait to take a shower, but the gym was currently repairing their facilities so you’d have to wait until home.

If you’d been paying attention to your surroundings rather than yourself you would’ve noticed Tim hovering in the background. You grabbed your waterbottle and made your way to the locker rooms. Patting yourself down with your towel before changing your sweaty clothes into normal clothes. The more laundry the better?

You walked out to your car, blissfully unaware of the shadow following you. As you fiddled with your Airpod case you accidentally let your keys slip through your hands. Sighing in annoyance before bending down to grab them from underneath your car. Not expecting to be met with him once you got up.

“You scared me Tim.” Your hand clutched onto your shirt, over your heart as you rested against your car.

“Sorry. just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“I am, thank you for asking. I just… I feel like I’m seeing you everywhere. Like I’ve gone crazy.”

“Maybe it’s a sign.”

“For what?”

“To go out with me? Tonight?” You awkwardly laughed, holding onto the back of your neck. “As much as I’d love to, I’m not really in the market for a partner. I’m sorry. And I’m already going out with friends tonight.” His smile was wide, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “No need to apologise, just figured it wouldn’t hurt to ask. We had such a nice night last time. You looked amazing.”

You felt bad for turning him down, but again, you couldn’t help but think. He never showed up before, but you see him once and now hes everywhere? It didn’t seem right to you. You chuckled dryly, “Thanks, you’re not so bad yourself. And yeah, I meant it as a friendly outing.” As you opened your door, it slammed in front of you.

Tim stood closer than before, and his nice smile and sweet voice seemed so far away. His hand rested on your door, having shut it. “You sure as hell didn’t dress like it was a friendly outing. Go out with me Y/n/n.” Your eyes squinted at his use of your nickname, which you hadn’t told him to use.

“I’m sorry, I just— Oh god.” Your eyes widened behind Tim as his head whipped behind, “What is it?” The door quickly slammed shut as you sat in the drivers seat. Tim turned back, you tricked him. He tried to open the door but you quickly pressed the lock.

“Open the door.”

His voice was low, it was a threat.

You pressed the button to start your car up, not daring to look his way. God knows what you’d be met with. You quickly pulled out of the gyms parking lot, mustering up the courage to look into your rear view mirror.

He wasn’t there.

You couldn’t tell if him not being there was more frightening than comforting. But you did need to put as many miles between you and Tim as possible. A night out with friends would help take your mind off it.

As you came home, you couldn’t help but sigh. The night had been totally exhausting as well as exhilarating. It’d been a while since you’d seen your friends, since your marathon had been cancelled after the attempted robbery. And you had also subconsciously taken Tims advice to not have any friends over.

As much as you hate to admit it, he was right. It was nice to take some time to recuperate and understand what happened before seeing friends. The millions of questions they threw at you tonight were even worse than when they were over the phone.

‘Are you okay?’

‘We don’t have to go out tonight!’

‘We can stay in, order some food?’

‘If you need to talk, I’m here.’

You were definitely grateful to have so many friends that cared about you after something pretty traumatic, but all you wanted was to drink, dance and forget. Which was partially successful. But he wouldn’t leave your mind.

Tim had basically infiltrated your life since you first met him that afternoon. And you had no clue what about you screamed to him, enticed him.

You wracked your brain trying to think about any time you would’ve given him any sort of signal to needing him. To inviting him into your life. And you couldn’t come up with a single sign. Maybe he was just insane?

How could you even get rid of him?

He was a literal cop. When at the station, you couldn’t help but notice how often people talked about him. Whether it was how amazing he was, or how reckless. The overall consensus was that he was a good guy, just a bit odd or impulsive. You couldn’t help but feel bad as well. He’d literally saved you from being hurt, or worse. And when you’d talked to him, he seemed so sweet.

Tim Bradford was respected, and you were just a civilian.

But to Tim? You were so much more. Having you in his arms, fully reliant on him to help save you. He knew you needed him, you just didn’t realise it yet. But he’d help you realise, there was no need to worry. He’d keep you safe, you’d never be in such a situation ever again. He wouldn’t fail you like he failed his ex.

“Had a nice night?”

Your blood ran cold and your bubble of bliss from the night out had effectively been popped. He was in your home. How did he know where you— he’s a cop. He probably knew more about you than you knew. “I did.” Tim stood from your couch, making his way to you.

“Meet anyone?” You shook your head adamantly, “No one Tim.” You needed to play your cards right if you were going to get away from this psycho alive. God knows what he wanted to do or what he was after.

By the time he was in front of you he had you pinned to the wall, right by the hallway. His hands came around your hips, fingers digging in. He smelled your neck, savouring the sweet perfume. “You smell amazing, and you look…” He was practically undressing you with his eyes. “Bet you danced a lot tonight, should take a shower.” Of course you’d love that. Which is what you wanted to say, but with his eyes burning into you?

You couldn’t respond. Not when his hands began to roam, and tug on the strings of your dress. Not when he led you into your bathroom, and let the bath fill up or when he undressed you and himself.

You were practically frozen as he bathed you.

He acted as if it was where he belonged, as if this was a daily occurrence for you and him. You knew you couldn’t get away now,

You were too late and scared of his power.

[scarlethexelove]

I saw that you are looking for requests & I had an idea after seeing a BTS photo of Kate Bishop/Hailee’s face all bruised/cut.

What if Kate comes back from a mission and reader sees her all bruised and wants to help, but Kate is frustrated and angry after the mission and fucks reader w/a strap until she feels better 😅🥰

Let Me Use You

Not my gif found from google

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Reader

Word Count: 2698

Warnings: Smut, Dom!Kate, Sub!Reader, Fingering (R receiving), Strap-on (R receiving), Squirting, Dacryphilia, Slight Bondage, Light Marking. I think that is it.

A/n: This one was fun I love Kate so much. Thanks for the request for her. Hope you enjoy.

NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN

You’re sitting on the couch in your living room. A movie playing on the Tv as you eat some popcorn. The night is quiet and your girlfriend should be on a mission. It worries you but you know she will come home safe to you. She has to come home safe, you think to yourself. You have been dating Kate for a year now. You met her when she saved you from being mugged. You were so thankful but couldn’t help but reflect on the beautiful girl that saved you that night. It brings a smile to your face. You never dreamed of dating an avenger. A regular girl who just so happens to have stolen the heart of an avenger. 

You're pulled from your thoughts when you hear a crash in your bedroom. You scramble putting your popcorn down on the coffee table quickly kicking the blankets off your lap and getting up. You grab the baseball bat that is sitting by the front door and make your way down the hall. You can hear some grunts as you get closer. With your heart beating out of your chest you grab the handle. You take a deep breath before twisting the knob and swinging the door open. Charging in with the bat held high ready to hit whoever is in your room. 

You scream closing your eyes and swinging the bat down. You feel the momentum of the bat before it stops. You slowly open your eyes to see piercing blue eyes staring back at you. Those blue eyes that you would know anywhere. “What the hell was that Y/n/n?” Kate questions you loudly. “I-I-I thought you were an intruder. You - you're supposed to be on a mission.” You stammer, setting the bat down. 

Kate sighs, her shoulders are tense and you can now see the scratches and bruises littering her face. You quickly move forward and reach for her face but she grabs your hands pulling them around her waist as she pulls you close crashing her lips into yours. You get lost in the kiss before remembering what was just happening so you pull back. Which elicits a growl from the back of your girlfriend's throat. She pulls you closer by your hips but you stand strong even if your knees feel weak. Your girlfriend's possessive behavior always having an effect on you. 

“Your hurt Katie please let me help.” You try to persuade the woman in front of you. “I’m fine princess. I was checked at the compound.” She tells you which makes you feel better. But that still leaves a question in your mind and like she knew the next words that were going to come out of your mouth she speaks again. “I lost my keys and my phone is dead so I climbed up the escape ladder.” You can’t help but chuckle at this. It has been the first time and it more than likely won’t be the last. 

You can still feel how tense she is while holding you. So you give her a gentle kiss before looking into her eyes. “What’s wrong baby?” You ask her, moving your hand and gently caressing her cheek.  “Let me use you” She growls before attacking your neck leaving reddish purple marks. You let out a groan and your legs almost give out, but Kate's hold on you keeps you in her arms. “K-katie?” You stutter out. She hums against your neck lifting you into her arms. You wrap your legs around her waist as she carries you towards the bed. You’ve seen her like this a few other times and know exactly what she wants so you let her do it. You can’t complain because you get so much pleasure out of it too. 

Kate tosses you on the bed before climbing on top of you. She continues to attack your neck and slowly move down. Once she reaches your shirt she gets a little frustrated with it being in the way so she leans up and rips your shirt down the middle. “Katie!” You yell at her. “I’ll buy you a new one.” She grumbles before leaning back down and leaving marks on your chest. She pulls your bra down letting your breast spill out. Taking your nipple into her mouth, scraping her teeth over the sensitive bud before sucking harshly. You moan out and your hand flies to her hair gripping harshly. Her hand moving to your other nipple tweaking it between her fingers making sure that it gets the same attention. Once she is satisfied she moves her mouth to your other hardened peak and does the same.

You grip her tightly and pull her closer. “Katie please.” Your whines fill the room as you start to buck your hips for some form of relief. You can feel her smile around your nipple before she pulls back and sits up looking down at you. She climbs off of you which causes you to whine and for her to chuckle. “Get undressed princess.” She tells you heading into the closet. You take no time and start to do what she says. “Leave your underwear on pretty girl.” She pokes her head out from around the corner of the closet, a dark look in her eyes. Once you are done you sit back down on the bed waiting for your girlfriend to come back out. 

After what feels like an eternity your wetness soaking your underwear in anticipation for what is to come Kate walks out. A large purple strap hanging from her hips makes you squirm. It must be new and it looks bigger than anything you have taken before. You let out a small whimper before trailing up to her eyes. You see some bruising on her side which concerns you. You get up and start making your way to her forgetting all about what was going on before. “Oh Katie.” You say holding her hips and taking a look at her side. 

Kate grabs your hands and places them together. She starts to tie your hands together with the rope that you had totally missed. “I told you I’m fine princess. I just need to use your pretty little body for some stress release. Can you let me do that sweet girl?” You nod when looking back up into her beautiful blown out blue eyes. “Good girl.” She praises you as she leads you back to the bed. 

“Lay down.” Kate tells you. You scramble the best you can onto the bed with your hands tied. She gets on after you and settles between your legs. She takes your tied hands and moves them above your head before tying them to the headboard. You wiggle a bit and whine. You knew it was happening but you didn’t want it to. You want to be able to touch your girlfriend. She just gives you a sickly sweet smile and kisses your head before settling back. 

Kate licks her lips as she looks down at how you have soaked through your underwear. “As much as I want to taste you baby girl, that will just have to wait. I want to see your pussy stretched out around my cock.” You look down at her as she jerks her faux cock. “Too big.” You whimper, which makes her grin wider. “Don’t worry your pretty little head princess. I’ll make it fit.” She presses a finger to your clit through your underwear, which causes you to squirm and moan. Your hands balled into fist as you pull on the restraints trying to reach for her. But she doesn’t pay you any mind with that. She pushes your panties to the side and uses two fingers to tease your entrance. 

You buck your hips hoping that with Kate's frustrations she won’t tease you tonight. She loves to tease you for hours before finally fucking you. And lucky for you tonight she takes mercy on you. She shoves two fingers into you and quickly starts working them in and out. She doesn’t give you much time to adjust but you're already so wet for her that you don’t really need it. “F-fuck Katie.” You moan out. 

Your hips bucking into Kate’s hand as she pounders her fingers into your pussy. She curls them expertly as she draws them out. Her skilled fingers are already bringing you close to the edge. Her thumb moving and pressing down on your bundle of nerves. Your whimpers and moans echoing off the walls. “Always such pretty noises.” Kate purs. She adds a third finger stretching you deliciously. Her fingers picking up even more speed that you didn’t know was possible. Your hips bucking wildly as your walls clench tightly around her fingers drawing them in more. The knot in your stomach is close to snapping. “You want to cum pretty girl? Cum on my fingers show me how good I make you feel.” You push your head back into the pillows as a loud moan is ripped from the back of your throat. Your legs tremble and you try to close them as your orgasm takes over you. Kate pushes them open as your cum coats her fingers. 

She keeps working you through your orgasm. She starts scissoring her fingers a bit inside you as she pulls out. Stretching you out so that you are prepared to take her strap. Your whimpers are heard as she knows you're a bit sensitive now but she just wants to make sure. Once she deems you ready for her cock she pulls them out and pops her fingers into her mouth. She moans at your taste as she sucks them dry. Your chest is heaving as you watch the woman you love. “Fuck tastes so delicious. Not as good as right from the source but I’ll have to come back to that later when you're all messy and I need to clean you up.” She smiles and you shudder at her words. 

Kate leans down and kisses you making you taste yourself on her lips. You moan into her mouth from your taste and when you feel her faux cock nudging against your clit. She pulls back and looks into your eyes. Her pupils are dark and blown with desire. She gives you another quick peck before sitting back on her knees. She pushes your underwear out of the way with her cock as she brings it to your entrance. She slowly pushes the head of her cock in. You can tell she wants to go faster, to ruin you right away but she doesn’t want to hurt you. 

You flex your hands before balling them into fist as the head makes its way into velvety walls. Already feeling fuller than you ever have before. Kate pushes her hips forward as you take more. The stretch is deliciously painful as she sinks her cock all the way in, down to the base. You whine at the stretch and how full it makes you feel. “I know princess. I know it’s a lot but it will feel so good soon I promise.” Kate coos as she wipes the tears rolling down the side of your face. You hadn’t even realized that you were crying. You hate to admit how good the pain felt. 

After a moment you start to grind your hips into Kate. You wrap your legs around her signaling to her that she is ok to move. She waist no time in pulling back till only the tip is in before snapping her hips forward. She has been fighting to not to just ruin you. She loves to see you cry as she fucks you hard and rough. How your body reacts under her touch. You were made for her to use and to fuck for her own please. 

Kate pounds into you mercilessly as she sees your tears rolling down the side of your face, your eyes closed as you’re lost in the pleasure. . Your mouth hangs open as your moans fill the room. Kate moves her hand down between your bodies and you feel a small vibration come to life. You snap your eyes open and look at your girlfriend. She moans as she snaps her hips. She has a vibrator in the base to help with her pleasure, which gives you a bit more. She turns it up causing both of you to moan at the same time. 

You throw your head back as you buck your hips and pull her closer by your legs. Kate loves when you're so eager to please her. She works the cock in and out of your soaked cunt. The squelching sounds of your pussy filling the room along with your combined moans and some of Kate’s grunts. You pull on your restraints in dire need to touch her to pull her even closer. She notices and gives in. Working to untie you as she never falters in her quick deep thrust. Once she is able to release your hands, they immediately move to her back and you dig your nails in. This causes Kate to moan at the pleasurable sting. She loves it when you mark up her back. 

You drag your nails down her back as you pull her closer trying to help her thrust. Your walls clench around her cock as she pushes into you. If she meets any resistance you can’t tell. “Fuck! You're so pretty when you cry and let me use you like this.” Kate leans down and kisses you. Rutting her strap into you as she does so. She pulls away from your heated kiss and places her head on yours. Watching your face as she continues to fuck you. “Mmm s-so good Katie.” You whimper and moan the knot growing tighter in your lower stomach again. 

Kate's thrust starts to get sloppier as she gets closer to impending release. Your nails dig in more to her back, her thrust causing scratches to appear up and down her back. You tear stained cheeks sending her into more of a frenzy. Wanting both of your releases. 

With Kate’s sloppy thrust and your walls clenching hard around your cock it isn’t long before both of your orgasms are daring to crash over the both of you. “Cum with me princess.” Kate mutters before kissing you hard. Her body goes ridge above you. You moan into her mouth as your mutual orgasms wash over the both of you. You cum coating her cock, squirting out onto her abdomen and soaking the sheets below you. Kate moans and looks down watching your juices flow out of you. She ruts her cock into you as she helps you both ride out your highs. 

Once she stops leaving her cock buried deep inside of your soaked cunt and she shuts off the vibe. She rolls you both on your sides as you cuddle in close to her. “I-I’m sorry.” You stutter out. Upset with the mess you just made. “Don’t be princess that was super fucking hot.” She caresses your cheek and smiles gently at you. You nuzzle into her hand. Both enjoying the soft moment. 

“Feel better baby?” You ask Kate as your breathing gets back to normal and your legs aren’t trembling as much. “Much. Thank you baby for letting me use you.” She kisses you softly. You can’t help but chuckle. “How can I say no when the orgasms are mind blowingly good when you're like that.” This causes you both to break out in a fit of giggles. Once those giggles die down again you both lay there in utter bliss. Kate shifts unexpectedly causing you to moan as the cock still buried deep inside of you moves. 

You watch as Kate’s gaze darkens again. The sound of your moan revitalizing her need for you and to destroy you. She starts to gently thrust again and you know now that you're in for a very long night. “I love you princess.” Kate mutters her head presses back against yours as she thrust. “I love you too.” You reply. Ready for the long night ahead.

[morgana-larkin]

helloooo!! I’ve been reading your fics for a while and I just had a prompt for Melissa that I’ll hope you will consider writing!

So it’s set in that episode where Abbott goes to a field trip to the park and Melissa is beefing with that teacher from the other school. Reader is a teacher from Abbott and that other teacher takes an interest in reader and flirts with her and tries to ask her out BUT Melissa and reader are dating so if Melissa didn’t like that teacher before, she most certainly despises her now. You can choose what Melissa does as a show of jealousy 🥰

Hi! I’m happy you’re enjoying my fics, anon! And I do love to write a good Jealous Mel fic. No there isn’t smut in this but there is a reference. And I did skip a few prompts and wrote this one first but hey you get two fics in 2 days soooo…. Anyway, not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

On another note: I got a big fic that I’m currently writing, I’m not saying anything about it but I think all of you will love it. 😉😏. Also I asked @babytakeittothehead to create a gif from the episode specifically for this prompt so thank you 🙏🏻

Park Rivalry

Warnings: Jealous Mel, reference to smut, a bit of swearing

Words: 3.26k

“Field trip worksheets, hot off the press!” Jacob says and hands you and Melissa a binder.

“What in the hot hell is this?” Melissa asks and you snort.

“Jacob, nobody needs this.” Barb tells him and hands the binder back to him. “You pulled off a field trip with no money and no help. Baby relax.”

“Yeah, we’re going to the park. Kids don’t wanna work. We don’t wanna work. Ava definitely doesn’t want to work.” She says and you nod as you place an arm on her shoulder as you both look at the binder.

“I never do. And today I get to not work while lounging in my air chair. I love furniture that rhymes.” Ava says and walks away.

“Yeah. So knock it off with the worksheets, or you’re gonna ruin this trip.” Melissa says to him.

“Ya Jacob, field trips are supposed to be fun, not educational and boring.” You tell him as you hand your binder back to him.

“Ah Morton. For all your flaws, I know you appreciate the value of education.” Jacob says and hands Mr. Morton a binder.

“Ah thanks buddy. You’re a lifesaver.” Morton says and then proceeds to use one of the papers as a napkin and throws the binder in the trash. You see the disappointment on Jacob’s face and you proceed to laugh and he gives you a pout.

You, Melissa and Barb get off the bus and you see Ava running around trying to fill her chair with air.

“My air chair needs air, and there’s no wind.” She says, disappointed.

“Try running north to south.” Barb says and you try not to laugh.

“Ms. Schemmenti, a kid pushed me.” A kid runs up to Melissa and you start to walk off with your kids to another spot in the playground, you do hear Melissa’s response and you love seeing her with the kids.

“Oh, no. You okay kiddo? Which kid?” Melissa asks her.

A few minutes later and you see the camera crew pulled Melissa aside and asks her a few questions.

About 10 minutes later you make your way over to where Melissa, Barb and Jacob are talking to the Liberty teachers.

“We just, you know, want to keep things fair.” Melissa tells them as you make your way over to her side and you put your hand on her lower back.

“Alright well you know, life’s not fair.” She says as you, Jacob, Barb and Melissa start to walk away. “You have to teach at Abbott so…” The teacher adds and all four of you turn back around.

“What?!?” You say.

“Excuse you!?!” Melissa snaps as she surges forward with anger.

“The audacity!” Barb says at the same time with a step forward.

Jacob holds both Melissa and Barb back and gives a reply. “No, we get to teach at Abbott.”

“Ya well I get to be lactose intolerant.” The teacher replies with and the Liberty teachers walk away.

“I shouldn’t punch someone at the park right?” Melissa says.

“No.” Jacob immediately tells her.

“You know I thought if anyone was gonna ruin this field trip for the kids it was gonna be you.” You hear Melissa tell Jacob and you giggle. Melissa hears you laugh as you stand next to her. “Hey Morton, are your students having any trouble with the Liberty kids today?” She says and Mr Morton comes up to you all.

“I honestly have no idea. I’ve been angrily texting my ex-wife all morning. She thinks she should get the grill. What’s a woman gonna do with a grill?” He says with a confused tone.

“You’re scum.” Jacob quickly tells him. “Listen, these Liberty teachers have got to be stopped.” He says and you look at Melissa.

“Wait, your students are having trouble with the other school students as well?” You say to them and Melissa turns to you and nods. “I’ve been talking with one of the teachers all morning to try and sort it out but nothing is being solved.” You say with a bit of annoyance in your voice.

“Which teacher?” Melissa asks and you point at the one.

“The one we were just talking too, Ms. Barco.” You tell her and she huffs.

“We’ve been dealing with her as well. And she keeps throwing insults at us.” Melissa tells you while Jacob is pacing back and forth.

“They’ve been insulting you?” You ask surprised and she turns to look at you.

“She hasn’t insulted you?” She asks.

“No, she’s been nice but like I said, they’re not doing anything about their students' behaviour.” You tell them and Melissa angrily looks at the teacher.

“Y’all need to let it go, it’s not that deep. I’m trying to listen to an oral history of oral history, and I can’t hear it over all y’all’s pettiness.” Ava pipes up then puts her earphone back in.

All of a sudden, a red ball comes bouncing your way and Melissa catches it. You all then look at where it came from and see one of the Liberty teachers stepping forward.

“Hey uh, that’s our ball. Toss it back? Just as far as you can. Don’t want you to hurt yourself.” She tells Melissa and you widen your eyes at the comment towards your girlfriend. You surge forward a bit but you get held back by Jacob and you then look at Melissa who seems to get an idea of what to do with the ball.

“Maybe not throw it at her face.” You tell her and she looks at you and huffs.

“Fine.” She says and then kicks the ball and the Liberty kids complain as well as the teacher who just insulted Melissa.

“Seriously?” The Liberty teacher says, annoyed.

“Slow down, you don’t wanna hurt yourself.” Melissa teases and you giggle. Melissa wraps her arm around your shoulders while she gives Barb a high five.

About 10 minutes later Melissa is watching you and Ms. Barco talking and she decides to go and see what you’re talking about. She was about to start walking when she freezes in place when Ms. Barco touches your arm and you both continue talking like it didn’t happen. Melissa balls her hands into fists.

“She ain’t getting away with that!” Melissa says angrily and Jacob and Barb turn to see what she’s looking at. Jacob runs a little to stop Melissa when she started storming off to you and Ms. Barco.

“We can’t have more conflict with that school.” Jacob tells her and she gives Jacob a glare.

“She’s flirting with my girl.” Melissa says angrily and points to you. Jacob takes a look at you and then back to Melissa.

“It doesn’t look like Y/N is flirting back with her.” Jacob says calmly.

“I know that, but it doesn’t matter. No one can flirt with my girlfriend and get away with it, especially a Liberty teacher.” Melissa says and tries to free her arm from Jacob’s grip.

Melissa sees you walking away from the teacher and start walking towards where she is. Jacob sees all the rage leave Melissa so he finally lets go of her arm. Melissa meets you halfway and puts an arm around your shoulders and sends a glare to Ms. Barco behind her.

“What did she say to you?” Melissa asks you and you look at her.

“Not much, we were just talking about what we do outside of school.” You tell her and you feel her grip on you tighten. “But how about we just have some fun. They’re over there and we got the good side of the park.” You tell her and she smiles at you as you continue to walk where all the kids are.

At lunchtime you all walk over to the trees where you put your lunches.

“Ok kiddos. Let’s go get us our lunches and get in the shade.” Melissa says with you walking right beside her.

“Oh thank goodness, let’s get out of the sun.” Barb says while trying to fan herself.

You then all look at the shady spot and see Liberty school there. You see Ms. Barco there as well and she sees you all looking at her.

“Oh, we had to move your little lunches. I hope it’s not a problem.” She says with a fake apologetic tone while pointing to where they put Abbott’s lunches in the sun. The kids start whining at that as you all walk to your lunches.

“That was supposed to be our spot.” Jacob says furiously.

“They threw our lunches into the sun!” Barb says dramatically.

“I have never known evil like that, and I have been to a cowboys home game.” Melissa says and you hold her hand to help calm her down. “You two.” Melissa says as she spots Janine and Gregory. “Where have you been? We’re at war here.” Melissa says and she takes a deep breath when she feels you squeeze her hand.

“War?” Janine says confused.

“With the park?” Gregory asks, just as confused.

Jacob then ushers Gregory to another spot to chat while you and the other teachers make sure that all the kids get their lunch and sit somewhere.

You, Melissa and Barb sit on one of the benches when everyone starts eating. “You know hot PB&J is considered a delicacy in a lot of places. It’s like a panini basically.” Melissa says and takes a bite. “So we’re being fancy.” She adds on and chuckles. You giggle at her actions from right beside her and she looks at you with a smile.

“Ha! Y’all did this to yourselves.” Ava says with a laugh.

“Ava, you’re deflating.” Janine says unimpressed.

“Hey, how are your warm, toasty sandwiches?” Ms Barco says as she walks over with a cold drink in hand and takes a sip.

“What did you say about our sandwiches?” Melissa says while standing up, anger activated immediately. She goes to stand in front of Ms. Barco while you and Barb join her so she doesn’t do something stupid.

“I just wanted to come and ask if Y/N wanted to come join us in the nice shade.” Ms. Barco says confidently to Melissa then looks at you with a flirty smile. Melissa immediately moves you to go stand behind her.

“I’d rather eat with my friends in the sun.” You tell her, half behind Melissa, who is giving a death stare to the teacher.

“You know what, why don’t we just not interact for the rest of the afternoon?” Barb suggests.

“What if I want to interact with Y/N?” Ms. Barco asks while looking at you and winks.

“Like hell you will!” Melissa says, almost with a growl to her voice.

“And why can I not interact with her?” Ms. Barco says and crosses her arms.

“She’s an Abbott teacher not a Liberty one, and most importantly she’s MY girlfriend!” Melissa says with a lot of anger.

Ms. Barco chuckles. “You’re together?” She asks in disbelief and you nod. “Must be slim pickings at Abbott, how about I take you out on a date instead?” She says with a flirty look in her eyes. You and Barb had to hold Melissa back when she began to charge forward, wanting to punch the teacher that just asked you out.

“Melissa, no punching anyone.” You tell her in a whisper. She glares at the teacher while still seething inside but you keep a firm grip on her arm.

“Look, we are about to take our students to the slide, so you all have a nice day.” Barb tells Ms. Barco. Ms. Barco looks at you and Melissa then back to Barb.

“Actually we’re going to the slide right now. So…”

Just as she says that, Melissa scoffs and Barb says “say what?” At the same time.

“Although I’ll make an exception for Y/N and her class.” Ms. Barco says, she just keeps digging a bigger hole for herself.

“She ain’t going anywhere with youse.” Melissa says while pointing her finger at her.

“Oh my god, let it go. This is stupid playground beef. Y’all are being more childish than the kids.” Ava says annoyed.

Then Crystal, Ava’s arch enemy shows up and Ava declares a relay race.

“Winner takes all! The slide and the pride!” Barb shouts in excitement.

“Yeah, so just those two things!” Melissa says and you can’t help but giggle at her comment.

“Today! These two crews: Abbott Elementary…” Ava says loudly so everyone can hear.

“And Liberty rings!” Crystal says and all the Liberty teachers and students cheer. Ms. Barco makes eye contact with you and winks at you. You get nervous that she’s not backing down since she was told that you’re in a relationship, if anything, she’s flirting with you more. Melissa saw the wink and she slips an arm around your waist while glaring at the teacher. You lean into her touch and Melissa sends a smirk to the teacher.

“Will battle it out, will battle it out, park style!” Ava adds. “A relay race through the playground. You all know the risks. It’s what you signed up for.” She finishes.

“And winner gets dibs on the big wooden slide!” Crystal adds and then everyone cheers.

You’re all in a huddle before you have to do the relay race. “Clear eyes, full hearts, elbows out, hip checks, whatever it takes. Let’s be aggressive out there.” Ava says and Melissa nods in agreement.

“Yeah, especially with Ms. Barco.” Melissa says.

“Wait. Where’s Janine and Gregory?” Jacob says as he looks around.

“Oh, who cares? Janine would just slow us down. She’s got little limbs.” Melissa says and you send her a look.

“Melissa!” You scold her and she gives you a confused look.

“Do you want to beat them or not?” Melissa asks you.

“And let’s be real, Gregory’s never really been one of us.” Ava adds.

“Look, we need everybody. I can’t carry this team all by myself.” Barb says

“Mmm. All right.” Melissa says and then Ava goes looking for them.

“Y/N! Why don’t you join the winning team!” Ms. Barco says and motions for you to go over and join their team and you look at her and blush a bit. You weren’t attracted to her but she keeps singling you out, and in front of Melissa.

“That’s why she’s with us! We’re gonna beat your asses!” Melissa tells her and Ms. Barco rolls her eyes.

Ava returns a few minutes later with Janine and Gregory and you go over what everyone is doing.

“Alright, everyone know what they’re doing?” Ava asks.

“Yeah.” Barb says.

“Wait. I want the monkey bars.” Janine suddenly says.

“What? You got a bet on the other team or something?” Melissa says and you have to agree with Melissa.

Janine ends up getting the monkey bars and you all go to take your places around the playground. You know Melissa is going to be standing next to Ms. Barco for a few minutes so you lean into her before you part.

“Don’t punch or kill her.” You tell her and she sighs.

“I’ll try, but only because you’re asking me too.” She tells you and you go over to the hopscotch place that one of the kids drew. As you see the relay race start, you look over to Melissa and she keeps glaring at Ms. Barco and then she looks your way and then watches the relay race. You see Gregory on the tricycle, pedalling towards you and he claps his hand with yours and you do the hopscotch perfectly and quickly before Liberty and then you run towards Melissa and tag her.

“Go Melissa!” You cheer her on and then she tags Janine and you run towards her. Ms. Barco is near you guys and she puts an arm around your waist as soon as you’re next to her.

“Hey baby.” Melissa says and then smirks at Ms. Barco. You both watch Janine do the monkey bars. “Go Janine! Come on Janine!” Melissa yells.

“Go Janine!” You yell as well. “You got this!”

You both watch Janine finish the monkey bars before the Liberty teacher does and then she starts dancing and you look taken back.

“Stop dancing, Janine. Stop!” Melissa yells and then Janine tags Barb. You and Melissa run to the finish line to cheer Barb on and to see who will win. “Go Barb go!” Melissa yells as she exits the small tunnel.

“Wooo-ohh, let’s go Barb!” You shout as she’s ahead of the other teacher. She then starts slowing down, thinking she’s got this.

“Satan right behind you, girl!” Ava yells.

Barb looks back and immediately starts running full speed again and makes it to the finishing line before the Liberty teacher and all of the Abbott teachers cheer, hug and high five each other. You and Melissa hug each other and then you give her a kiss.

“You’re welcome kids!” Melissa says and then you all look around and notice all of your kids are missing, even the Liberty ones.

“Kids?” Jacob says and you all go off looking for them.

“Let’s check out the slide, maybe they’re there.” You suggest and you all walk to the slide. Sure enough they were all there and both the schools were getting along just fine.

“Looks like the children can get along quite well without us.” Barb says with a smile.

“Okay, but her kid shoved my kid.” Melissa says, almost sounding like a 5 year old.

“No, your kid shoved my kid.” Ms. Barco replies back with.

“We’re done.” Barb says, not bothering to turn around.

“I guess the adults are to blame here.” Crystal says. “I’m sorry, soror.” She says to Ava.

“And I’m sorry.” Ava says. “That we had to beat your ass!” She says after a second and all the Abbott teachers begin to cheer again.

“Boom!” Melissa says as she gives Jacob a chest bump, causing him to stumble into another teacher. You and Melissa then kiss again and then Melissa looks over at Ms. Barco who was looking at you two and she crosses her arms and huffs before turning to face the kids. Melissa smirks at her actions, knowing that she got the message. Melissa puts her arm around your shoulders and rubs her hand up and down your arm and smiles at you.

When you and Melissa get home, Melissa begins kissing you roughly and you know exactly what she wants right now. She then picks you up bridal style and carries you to the bedroom.

The next day, Gregory comes walking in, with Jacob limping behind him. Gregory looks at Ava with a cast around her neck.

“Shut up, Gregory.” Ava says while pouring a bunch of sugar in her coffee.

“I said nothing.” He says as he takes in all your injuries. “But I did tell you all to stretch.” He says with a smile on his face.

Just then Mr. Johnson comes in with his pants way up to his chest.

“You all look ridiculous.” He says with a smile.

“Us? What about you?” Melissa says as you all take in his outfit, you try to hold in a laughter. “Where does your waist end and your neck begin?” She says with a small chuckle.

“If that’s supposed to be a pick up line, it’s working.” He says while looking at Melissa and then walks out.

Melissa gives a weird and confused look to the camera and you burst out laughing.

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[jobean12-blog]

Have A Little Pun

Pairing: Joel Miller x reader 

Word Count: 1,007

Summary: Joel has more than one reason to smile now. 

Author’s Note: Well, we all know I love a good pun and any time I throw them in a fic well, that’s just the most fun. Also, The Last of Us is slowly burying me under emotional damage and I need to think about things like this-the show is amazing and I love it so-but these moments are everything to help me get through haha! Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you sweets! 🥰

Warnings: Soft fluffs and even some smiles

*There are some small spoilers from Episode 4 and 6 here, nothing plot wise really but some dialogue stuff- you have been warned 🥰*

GIF NOT MINE: Credit goes to @joelmjller​ thank you lovely 🥰

Joel Miller Masterlist 

“You know I can hear you two,” Joel drawls from his spot by the window.

You and Ellie exchange wide eyed glances before erupting into hushed giggles.

“We’re just trying to have a few laughs,” you counter, raising an expectant brow.

Joel levels you with a look that says he’s not amused.

“Come on, one of these has to make that fucker laugh,” Ellie whispers as she turns the page of the book.

She points to a pun and covers her mouth.

“Hey Joel. I’ve got one for you,” Ellie starts. “Doesn’t matter how much you push the envelope…it’ll still be stationary.”

She lifts her eyes from the book and smiles at Joel. He narrows his eyes and purses his lips.

“Shit,” Ellie groans, but despite Joel’s grumpiness she still laughs.

“I’ve seen him smile before,” you tell Ellie. “We can get him to crack.”

She holds your gaze and her eyes soften. “He definitely smiles more since you’re around.”

You give her shoulder a soft bump and whisper a quiet “thanks.”

“Oh! What about this one,” she says excitedly.

“Hey Joel,” Ellie says, grabbing his attention again. “Why did the scarecrow get an award?”

Joel pushes off the wall with a grunt and slings the rifle over his back as he moves past you and Ellie and says, without looking back, “because he was outstanding in his field.”

“You dick. You read this didn’t you!” Ellie exclaims with a laugh.

You try to cover your snort but when Joel turns around with his deadpan expression it only makes you laugh harder.

“Gimme that,” you tell Ellie, reaching for the book. “I’m gonna find a really good one that has to make him laugh.”

After an hour of thumbing through it, your finger running over page after page, you finally find one that you don’t think he can resist. With a pep in your step you trot over to Joel, who is now sitting on the edge of an overturned cabinet, his arms crossed over his chest and an extra grumpy look on his face.

You slip in front of him and rest your hands on his thighs, eyeing Ellie over his shoulder with an assured look.

He remains still, his expression neutral as he holds your stare expectantly.

“Did you know diarrhea is hereditary?”

You ask the question with such sincerity that you see his resolve waiver, his features relaxing just for a moment.

Even so he doesn’t smile.

“What?” he replies.

“It runs in your genes.”

You crack a smile and can’t stop the laughter that escapes as you wait for his reaction.

“Jesus,” he mumbles as he drops his head with an exasperated shake.

Despite his grumbling his shoulders start to jump and it makes you laugh harder.

“That is so god damn stupid,” he says, keeping his face hidden.

“YOU LAUGHED YOU ASSHOLE!” you shout as you dance in front of him.  

When he lifts his head you see his slight smirk just before he chuckles again, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers.

“HE’S LAUGHING!” you say again, catching Ellie’s eye.

She’s smiles widely before she exclaims, “gotcha fucker.”

He straightens up and puts his hands on his hips, ready to give both you and Ellie a snarky retort but you start to laugh harder, which causes him to do the same.

Without thinking you launch yourself at him and throw your arms around his neck.

With a light ‘oof’ he catches you and at first seems surprised, his body slightly tense, but when you don’t let go he tentatively closes his arms around your waist.

You squeeze him harder and he lowers his head to your neck, your name leaving his lips on a soft inhale.

When you finally pull away it’s only enough to slide down his body and look him in the eyes.

He’s lips are still turned up into a smirk.

“I like this look on you. Not that I mind the grumpiness…considering it’s almost all the time.”

His lips twitch and you can tell he’s fighting a bigger grin.

“You’re allowed to smile you know,” you tease.

“And you’re definitely allowed to kiss her,” Ellie chimes, suddenly standing beside you.

Joel’s eyes go wide and you can feel his fingers dig into your skin.

“Ellie,” you chide, but it comes out soft as you turn to give her a ‘what the fuck’ look.

“What? I’m not blind,” she says, her tone full of sass. “I see the way he looks at you when he doesn’t think you’re paying attention.”

You drag your eyes away from Ellie and find Joel staring at you.

“Ellie,” he says gruffly, his eyes still on you. “Why don’t you go take a quick look around.”

Ellie nods with a sly smile and grabs her gun.

“Don’t forget to…” Joel starts as he turns Ellie’s way but his mouth shuts quickly when she interrupts him.

“I’ll be quiet and check my six, find the high ground and look for tracks,” she says knowingly. “Don’t worry.”

She winks at Joel before smiling your way and turns on her heel, skipping out the door, clearly following Joel’s instructions.

Joel watches her for a moment before he slowly brings his eyes back to you.

“I really have to teach her to keep her mouth shut,” he murmurs.

“Don’t think that’s possible,” you answer, “and besides, I think she’s just what you need.”

He hums low in acknowledgement as he pulls you closer. “Might need a lil’ more than that darlin’.”

“And what might that be?” you ask him.

His eyes drop to your lips as he smooths one hand up your back. His free hand lifts to your face and he presses his fingers under your chin to tilt your head back.

He lets out an exhale, your name a whisper on his lips as he dips his head. He pauses for a moment, his mouth hovering just above yours and he smiles, and you smile back, before he leans in to kiss you.

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Hi Shan🥰🫡

Can I request a part 2 of Hot Traffic Stop » Lee Bodecker please?

The reader will be in control this time and handcuffs lee making him beg as she orders him to eat her out and she rides him👀

Hot Traffic Stop (part 2) » Lee Bodecker

Pairings: Lee Bodecker x Female Reader

Summary: Your hot traffic stop turns into you being in control this time.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, female receiving, face sitting, unprotected sex, riding, Sheriff kink, praise kink, handcuffs, hair pulling, pet names

A/N: Thank you @stxrrylunatic for suggesting and requesting a part 2🩵

Written on my phone. My apologies for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found it on Pinterest.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

You and Lee were heatedly making out as the two of you walked in his house. Lee held you close to him as he kicked the door shut with his foot. Ever since your traffic stop, you and Lee have been seeing each other a lot. This is the first time you’ve been to his house.

“Mmm, how about we make this interesting, baby?” You suggested.

“I’m up for anything.” Lee answers. “What do you have in mind, sugar?” He asks.

“Take me to your bedroom and I’ll tell you.” You whispered seductively in his ear.

Lee picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, carrying you to his bedroom. You laid you down on the bed and hovered over you.

“You gonna tell me what you have in mind, darlin’?” He asks, kissing along your exposed shoulder.

“Do you bring your handcuffs home?” You curiously asked.

“I always bring them home.” He answers.

“We should use them again.” You say.

Lee smirks against your skin, knowing where you’re going with this. Or so he thought. He took the handcuffs out of his utility belt and was about to handcuff you to the headboard of his bed, but you stopped him.

“I’m not going to be the one handcuffed, baby.” You say.

You bit your bottom lip, waiting for Lee to catch on. He knows you’re up to something every time you bite your lip.

“You want to handcuff me to the bed?” He asks.

“Mhmm.” You hummed in response.

Lee thought about it for a moment, thinking that it’ll be interesting to see you control.

“Alright.” He agrees, handing you the handcuffs. “No funny business.” He says, playfully smacking your ass.

You practically squealed in excitement as you watched him strip from his uniform, leaving him naked in front of you. You couldn’t help but lick your lips. You stripped yourself from your clothes as Lee got on the bed.

“Arms above your head, Sheriff.” You ordered seductively, getting on his lap. “I’m in charge now.” You say.

Lee obeyed your orders and put his arms above his head. You handcuffed him to the headboard and leaned down, kissing him sloppily before doing anything else. Lee got more turned on by the second.

“Ready for some fun, Sheriff?” You asked.

“You know it, sweetheart.” He says.

You moved upwards till your pussy was over his face. Lee licked his lips as he stared up at your wet pussy. You lowered yourself down to his mouth and he immediately latched his lips on your clit, sucking on it. You held onto the headboard to keep yourself steady.

“Lee…” You moaned breathlessly.

His tongue teasingly licked along your folds, from your clit and to your entrance. You gasped when the tip of his tongue circled your entrance.

“No teasing.” You tell him. “I’m supposed to be the one who makes you beg for it.” You say.

Lee let out a small chuckle before flicking his tongue against your clit. Small moans left your lips. You moved your hips at the same time he flicked his tongue for more friction, which made you want more.

“Oh yes…” You moaned, tilting your head back.

The sound of your moans went straight to his cock. He groaned against your pussy, desperately wanting to give his cock some kind of relief. His tongue moved faster against your clit.

“I bet you like this, don’t you, baby?” You seductively say.

Lee hummed in response, sending vibrations against your pussy. One of your hands left the headboard and moved down to his head, holding onto his short hair and gave it a tug. Lee moaned against your pussy at the feeling, loving the feeling of you pulling on his hair.

“Oh you like that huh? You like it when I pull your hair?” You say.

Lee hummed again. You gave his hair another tug, earning the same reaction from him.

His tongue picked up its pace, moving from your clit to your entrance over and over. Your mouth fell open, his name leaving your lips repeatedly. Your fingers tightened their grip on his hair.

“It’s interesting to see you below me.” You look down at him. “Seeing that you’re the one who orders everyone around, especially me, but guess what, baby…” You paused to moan. “I’m the one who’s gonna be ordering you around.” You say.

Your words made Lee move his tongue faster against your clit. Your legs began to shake when your orgasm was building up. You know you’re not going to last much longer with his tongue and Lee knew that too.

“Oh yes, Sheriff! Fuck!” You moaned loudly as you came hard.

Lee gave your clit a few more flicks with his tongue to help you ride out your orgasm. You carefully moved from his face and sat on his lap, your knees on either side of his hips. Lee groaned and shifted himself when your pussy touched his cock.

“No moving, baby.” You say.

“Can’t help it, darlin’.” Lee groans.

You decided to tease him a little. You moved your hips, rubbing your pussy against his cock.

“Beg me, baby.” You ordered. “Beg me to ride you.” You say.

“Please, darlin’…” Lee starts. “My cock is so hard for you. I want to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock.” He begs.

“Mmm, you sound so hot when you beg, Sheriff.” You says.

Lee doesn’t remember the last time he’s felt this submissive and turned on at the same time.

You lifted yourself up so your pussy was just above his cock. You reached in between the two of you and wrapped your hand around his cock, stroking it a couple times before lining it at your entrance. Lee watched intensely as you slowly sunk down on his cock. A relieved moan left your guys’ lips.

You sat on his lap with his cock in your pussy to just to his size for a moment. You leaned down and pressed kisses along his neck, biting on his skin hard enough for a hickey. A soft groan left Lee’s lips.

“Beg me to ride you.” You ordered again.

“Fuck yourself on my cock. Use me as you please, sugar.” Lee says desperately.

You got yourself steady by placing your hands on his chest and lifted yourself up. Only his tip was left inside of your pussy before you sank back down. You could feel every vein over his cock rubbing along your walls, which you love so much.

Lee looked down at where the two of you are connected, watching your pussy swallowing up his cock every time you moved up and down. He desperately wanted to hold onto your hips or ass and fuck up into you, which he was about to do, completely forgetting that his arms were handcuffed to the headboard.

“Aww…” You cooed, looking down at him. “You wanna touch me, don’t ya, baby?” You say.

Lee nodded.

“Well, that’s too fucking bad. I’m in charge, Sheriff.” You say.

You rolled your hips against his as you rode him. Your clit rubbed just above the base of his cock, making you moan at the feeling.

“I bet you love it when I boss you around, huh?” You looked down at him, biting your bottom lip. “Don’t have that much authority when you’re the one who’s handcuffed.” You say.

You talking dirty made Lee want to go feral and fuck you till you’re sore. He groans and tilted his head back against the pillow.

Your nails dug in his skin, feeling his cock reach deeper inside of you from this position. You increased your movements as you continued to ride him, desperately wanting his cock to hit that one spot inside of you that makes you go crazy.

Then his cock finally hit your sweet spot. Your mouth fell open and a string of moans left your lips.

“Oh yes! Fuck, Lee!” You moaned, tilting your head back.

Lee couldn’t help but watch your breasts bounce with every movement you made. You lifted your head and looked down at him, seeing him staring at your breasts with a mesmerized look on his face, making you smirk to himself.

“You wanna play with them?” You teasingly asked.

Lee nodded his head and licked his lips. His eyes didn’t leave your breasts for a second.

“Too bad you can’t.” You say, playfully pout.

Lee watched your hands roam your body, stopping on your breasts. You squeezed them like he would. Your thumbs rubbed over your nipples before pinching them. Your pussy clenched around his cock at the feeling.

“You like this, don’t you, Sheriff?” You looked down at him and bit your bottom lip. “You like watching me play with my tits?” You asked.

Lee nodded. You let out a small giggle before going back to focusing on yours and Lee’s pleasure. One of your hands moved down your body, stopping on your clit. You rubbed it in circles. You rode him faster if it’s even possible.

“Fuck…” Lee moans. “I’m gonna cum.” He says.

“You’re not cumming till I do.” You say.

A groan of frustration left Lee’s lips. You grasped his jaw and tilted his head so he was looking at you.

“You want to cum or not?” You asked.

“Yes. I want to cum.” Lee answers.

“Then stop groaning before I give you something to groan about. Understand?” You say.

“I understand, ma’am.” He says submissively.

You got more turned on when Lee called you ma’am. You felt your orgasm coming closer and closer. You came harder than the first time with a loud moan of his name. Lee felt like he was holding on by a thread with how fast his orgasm was building up.

“Cum.” You say.

Lee came as your movements sped up a little. You rode him a for a few more seconds before slowing down and coming to a stop. You laid down on top of him, trying to catch your breath with his cock still inside of you and completely forgetting that Lee is handcuffed to the headboard.

“Darlin’?” Lee says.

“Hmm…” You hummed, lifting your head to look at him.

“Can you uncuff me now please?” He asks.

“Oh, right.” You say, finally remembering.

You got off of him, his cock slipping out of your pussy. You reached for his utility belt and found the keys to the handcuffs with ease. You unlocked the handcuffs. A surprised squeak left your lips when Lee grabbed you and laid you on the bed and hovered over you.

“You had your fun, sugar. Now it’s my turn. I am the Sheriff after all.” Lee says with a mischievous smirk.

🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨

-Bucky’s Doll

[imyourbratzdoll]

Hello! I hope you are well!

Would it be possible to get a slightly jealous and possessive daddy Bucky Barnes with best friend Steve Rogers threesome smut one shot?

Thank you so very much 🥰

hello! I'm okay, I hope you are well as well! I also hope you like what I wrote!

summary - your stepdad doesn't like how close his friend is getting to you, so the only way to solve the issue is to get inside you.

warning - smut, stepcest, two cocks in one hole, swearing, innocent reader.

18+ only please, the gifs I use aren't mine, divider by @newlips

Bucky was fuming as he watched his best friend flirt with you. He gulped down some of his beer as Steve pressed up against you, helping you grab something from the top shelf. Feeling his cock twitch as dirty thoughts entered his head. 

“Thank you, Stevie!” You look up at him with wide innocent eyes. He smirks down at you, his bulge pressing into your stomach, and he pushes your hair behind your ear.

“Your welcome, sweetie. A woman like you shouldn’t be doing all the hard work.” His cock twitches as you giggle, placing a soft kiss on his cheek before hurrying off and toward your stepdad. Steve smirks at Bucky when he notices the glare on his face. His eyes move to watch your ass jiggle, your tiny skirt lifting when you bend over to place a kiss on Bucky’s cheek.

“You okay, Daddy?” You bat your eyelashes, squealing as he pulls you into his lap. Soft giggles escape you as he smothers your neck in his special kisses. “Daddy! Stevie is here!” 

“That’s okay, doll. Why don’t we show Stevie here what we do for fun?” He raises a brow, his hand slowly moving up until he gropes your ass. 

Your eyes are wide as you stare at him. “Are you saying we can have playtime?” You blink, your head turning toward Steve, whose hand is on your back.

“That’s right, baby doll.” Bucky leans forward, catching your lips with his. Hands moving to your dripping cunt, soft whimpers escaping you as he rubs your swollen throbbing button. “So wet, doll. Who made you this wet, huh?” 

Your cheeks turn red as you sneakily look at Steve before snapping your head back to Bucky, eyes crossing as his finger sinks into your cunt. “Oh, so it was Steve that made you this wet? What a naughty little slut you are.” His fingers curl before he abruptly takes them out and sticks the finger out to Steve, giving him a look. “May as well have a taste. I’m not one to share.” You feel your cunt clench around nothing as Steve leans forward and sucks on Bucky’s finger. 

“Fucking hell. How do you expect me to stay away after tasting her?” Bucky shrugs before standing. You squeal and wrap your legs tightly around him as he and Steve head to your bedroom. “Aww, isn’t this the cutest room ever.” You watch with wide eyes as he picks up your penguin. “Who’s this little guy?”

You blush before burying your face in your stepdad’s shoulder. Bucky smirks and grips your ass tighter. “That’s Mr Penguin. He watches my little girl when I can’t, doesn’t he, baby doll?” You nod, squealing as he places you down on the bed, and both men step back. Their cocks straining against their jeans, large forms nearly taking up your room as they stand straight with their bulging arms folded across their chest. “Now, doll. I’m going to give you three options.”

You nod, arms folded onto your lap. Your plump lips pouted as you waited for your daddy to tell you your options. 

“The first option is I can fuck you while you choke on Stevie’s cock. The second option is I can fuck you while you sit on his face, or the third option is we both can fuck you in your pretty little pussy.” You whimper at them all, your cunt leaking as you picture them doing everything to you.

“Third option, please, daddy! Please! Wan’ both your cocks!” You plead, practically leaping forward, pawing at their pants. You whine when Bucky grabs your hands, and both older men stare down at you with dark smirks. 

“You sure, doll?” They chuckle when you rapidly nod your head, hands moving to undo their pants as you hurriedly take your top off, plump breasts bouncing free, causing their eyes to move down and watch them, licking their lips. You go to take your skirt off, but Bucky stops you. “Ah, uh, baby doll. Keep that on.” Your eyes move down to their prominent throbbing members, drooling as their tips leak. Bucky moves until he’s lying down, getting you to crawl on top of him. Steve moves behind you, his bulky body resting against your ass. 

“Daddy! Hurry up! I’m all tingly inside you!” A whine escapes you, followed by a gasp as Steve slaps your ass. Your body launches forward, and your nails dig into your daddy as the two men work their way inside you. Your eyes roll back at the stretch, whimpers leave you, and tears fill your eyes. “D–daddy! Too much! Too much!” Babbles make their way past your lips, feeling complete.

“Nah, uh, doll. You wanted this, and you’re going to take it.” He grunts as your walls pulse around him, and both men begin to thrust in and out of you. Their hands gripping your flesh, lips pressing against your skin. “Fuck! Shit feels so fucking good. Ain’t that right, Stevie?”

Steve groans, sending a hard thrust into your stretched-out cunt. His hand was coming around, flicking, pinching and rubbing your clit. “Fuck yes! Best fucking pussy! Gonna be so fucking addicted after this!” His blue eyes are dark with lust, hips pounding harder into your tiny body as Bucky thrusts up into you simultaneously. “You like this, sweetheart? Like having your dad and his friend fuck you like some whore?” 

You whine, your body giving out as you fall onto Bucky. Their thrusts never stop, “Y–yes! Love it! Wan’ more!” You bury your face into Bucky’s neck, biting down as your walls squeeze their cocks, and your juices squirt out as you cum. “Daddy! Stevie!”

Both men grunt, pounding into you as hard and fast as they can before their balls tighten, cocks throb, and thick spurts of cum shoot out of their mushroom tips and deep into your used cunt. 

“Yeah, you better learn to share because I ain’t going anywhere.”

thank you for reading!

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[hereforhalstead]

CPD Gala

*GIF NOT MINE, full credit to the owner*

Requested?: Nope! Wanted to get something posted now I'm back :)

• Warnings: N/A

• Summary: Jay reminds you of the annual CPD gala but knows it's not your idea of fun

Words: 1,321

• A/N : I’m not gonna apologise again for being gone as god knows how many of these I post with that intro but I’m hoping to be back in the swing of things as I have a tonne of requests to get through and I don’t want anyone thinking their request is being ignored as I promise it isn’t!

Meh I don’t love it as I defo need to get back into the comforts of my writing (its gone so downhill lmao) but here we are..

Hope you enjoy🥰

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Jay knew you weren’t the biggest fan of social occasions, so when you happily agreed to attend the annual CPD gala he had invited you along to, he was beyond surprised.

“I mean, I’ll ask her but don’t get your hopes up” he had joked with Kim a few days prior, following endless begging from her after finding out Hailey wouldn’t be there and wanting a familiar female face there.

“Tell her I’ll by her drinks all night” she quickly exclaims as Jay chuckles, eyes still firmly on the road as they drive back to the district.

“You do realise it’s a free bar?”

“Oh” she huffs, “more reason for her not to say no then” she happily shrugs, sinking back into her seat with a look of confidence.

As much as Jay could go on for hours about how he knew you better than anyone, least of all Kim who you had only met on a few occasions it was like talking to a brick wall sometimes and he didn’t have the patience.

You and Jay were homebodies and this suited you perfectly, he would come home after long shifts and you would still more than likely be sat in the same spot he left you at that morning. Countless half empty mugs filled with coffee that was now ice cold, papers scattered all over the table and floor with your eyes pinned firmly on the screen in front of you.

He would convince you to call it a night, you’d either order in food or you’d wander into the kitchen together to whip up dinner whilst he told you about his day. Depends on what you had, you’d either quickly tidy up the table as best you could or you both just slumped on the sofa with the pizza box balanced on your laps as you watched some trash TV.

You would always fall asleep before Jay, he would get too into the show you had put on and then couldn’t finish until he had got to the end whereas you probably wasn’t paying too much attention in the first place so would easily doze off to only be awoken with a light kiss to your head when Jay has turned the TV off.

It worked like clockwork, some may say boring but it just worked for you and you couldn’t picture it any other way. You were each others comfort, the feeling of home.

***

Jay had bought up the idea of going with him to the gala the previous year but you had only been dating for a few months and hasn’t told many people so you decided against it in mutual agreement.

The truth was it hadn’t left you mind since that exact day he casually asked you over dinner last year

“would be fun you know? “ he raised his eyebrows as he took a sip from his drink “having you on my arm all nice and dressed up” he teased

No Jay, it wouldn’t be fun.

Social outings weren’t your thing, you had a close family and the relationship you had with Jay and that was more than enough. An evening spent in Molly’s was something you had to build yourself up to, let alone a huge party with tonnes of people you had never met before.

Every week the thought would re-enter your mind on whether or not he would ask again this year, secretly hoping he would’ve forgot or they had a case on which meant they couldn’t go. You knew it was in August as Kim had mentioned it one night at Molly’s so as the month got closer, the more it played on your mind.

You even forced yourself one weekend to go dress shopping for the occasion to try and get yourself in the right mindset of being there to support Jay, after all you were beyond honoured he would want you by his side but sometimes the voice in your head would have a way of getting through.

“You know the CPD gala is this weekend?” Jay broke the silence, still chewing on his pizza as he flicked through the channels.

Shit

“I know it’s not your thing so I’m thinking of just third wheeling Kim and Adam, do you think they’ll mind?” he joked but you could tell there was something in his voice that had a twinge of disappointment.

“I’ll come with you”

Before you could register your voice to your brain, the words came out of your mouth.

“Baby, you do-“ he began but you were quick to cut him off in reassurance, placing a finger onto his lips as you smiled

“It doesn’t matter, you want me to be there so I’ll be there”

You placed a light kiss to his lips, the confusion plastered across his face but the light behind his eyes showing through in a gleam.

“Just promise me you will think about it first, don’t do this for me. You know I’d rather stay at home with you anyway but there isn’t many of us going to Voight wants us to make our presence known bla bla bla”

“I’ve already bought a dress” you lied, knowing it would be the thing to distract him

The chewing on his mouthful slowed, scanning your face with a slight narrow to his eyes as he tilted his head “what does it look like?”

“It’s just a little black dress, that alright with you?” you suggested, playful tone as he pouted his lips and nodded with a sign of approval “how comes I haven’t seen this dress?”

You lifted the pizza box from his lap whilst you began to tidy, scanning down to see him lift his hips to get more comfortable, slinging one arm to rest on the top of his head whilst the other clutched at the bottle of beer.

The gaze that was piercing into your back felt like it could burn a hole, the extra swing in your hips and swish of your ponytail was giving you the confidence you needed.

Placing the pizza box down on the side you turned to see Jay towering over you, one arm resting against the door frame with the other resting low in his sweatpant pocket.

“Seriously, let me see this dress”

You tried to keep your composure, acting like you couldn’t see the smile he was trying to hide despite the corners of his lips already turning up with his every word.

His eyes were pinned to you as you picked off a piece off fluff from his tshirt, following each move as you let your hand rest onto his chest.

Gazing up at him, innocence in your eyes as you could feel his heart pounding beneath your touch amongst the silence.

“You’re not allowed to see it until the Gala”

He huffed, rolling his eyes whilst running a hand across his forehead in stress

“but the guy in the store said I looked like a million bucks”

His eyes widened, smirk spreading across his lips as you felt his hand drop to your hip as he cleared his throat “did he now?”

You nodded, feeling his grip tighten as he let out a huff in laughter which you knew he didn’t mean in amusement.

Before you could think of what to come back with, his arm was slung over your waist, picking you up like you were a piece of paper and tossing you onto his shoulder. Marching towards the bedroom, not letting the fists you were prodding into his back stopping him.

“Jay?! What are you doing!” you exclaimed, being laid on the bed as he pinned his arms either side of your head to stop you from getting away from him. Dark glint in his eyes as he roamed about your body, taking in every inch as he admired.

“I think you need to show me this dress baby”

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IM SO HAPPY YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN💕💕(but don’t overwork yourself bestie take your time🥰💕)

spider x Human!reader where reader, who never wears the blue paint spider wears, one day randomly(totally not to hide the hickeys spider gave them 🙄) has it on their neck and someone asks them about it.

You technically don’t have to write spider cuz it could really work for any character I just had spider in mind while coming up with this.

NO BC I MISS WRITING FOR SPIDER MY BEST BOY <3

Got A Secret

Pairing: Spider "Miles" Socorro x Human!GN! Reader

WC: 1.1k

Warning/s: light swearing, teasing, some suggestive content but nothing too explicit

GIF IS MINE! (my pretty boy 😚)

“That’s weird.” Lo’ak suddenly said.

You, Spider, and the Sully’s were hanging out one day in the forest, deciding to take a minute or two rest to gain some energy for the way back.

“What’s weird?” Tuk asked, eyeing his brother.

“Yeah, what?”

You looked up from inspecting your knife to find Lo’ak’s eyes boring into yours. “What?” You asked, suddenly feeling seen. “Did Spider finally have you wrapped up in his finger that you started wearing that paint too?” Lo’ak joked. You blushed while Spider freezes, looking at Lo’ak then at you.

“Shut up, bro.” Spider said to him.

“No, because I remember (Y/N) saying it was too itchy for their skin, so it’s weird seeing them with it now.” Lo’ak said.

“Ooh, but it makes them pretty!” Tuk perked, smiling at you. All you did was sit in silence, trying to come up with a decent explanation.

Both you and Spider stared at each other, he was wearing a slight smug look on his face but was trying to hide it. You weren’t saying it was his fault but- it was his fault.

One thing led to another and that another was you being left with hickeys made by him that littered down from your neck to some areas of your chest.

Spider, realizing his mistake the night before today, just decided the best idea his mind could come up with, that is covering you in the same blue paint he wears all the time, to hide what the two of you were doing.

But in doing so earlier in the morning, he couldn’t keep his hands to himself and had decided to give you a few more.

“I mean, can’t I try something new?” You hoped your excuse was enough, Spider just chuckled, leading you to elbow him in the ribs as he winced, rubbing his side as he frowned.

“Yeah, just leave them be, Lo’ak.” Kiri said, looking at you and Lo’ak before rolling her eyes.

Lo’ak then shrugged, standing up. “Any of you guys wanna go for a swim? The heat’s killing me.”

 “I do! I do!” Tuk followed his brother, jumping up and down. “Finally, a great idea you come up with.” Kiri said. “Count us in!” Spider said, standing up and facing you, offering his hand to pull you up.

You grabbed it, letting him pull you to stand as the others were already walking away. “Stop smirking, dumbass.” You rolled your eyes at the boy who was looking at you.

“I’m not!” He raised his hands up defensively. “But you look good with those marks.”

“Hmm, the painting or your marks?” You teased. He lets a sheepish chuckle escape him. “Both…?”

Sighing, you turned around and began jogging away to catch up with the others, Spider hurriedly following after you. “Hey, at least we’re both matching!”

Thankfully, Lo’ak had found a lake not too far, the water looked too tempting as it was a bright blue, encouraging you to just dive right in.

Lo’ak, Tuk, and Kiri had already jumped in, splashing each other, more like Tuk and Kiri teamed up to take Lo’ak down. You eagerly ran towards the lake and jumped. Spider did too, swimming up towards you.

You played for a bit in the waters, holding each other’s breath to see who could last the longest, seeing who could make the biggest splash, and even a playful game of shoulder wars, teams consisting of Lo’ak and Kiri, with you and Spider. Tuk had to be the scorer.

That was probably the most fun you had as you and Kiri had to knock each other off when you both were perched upon Lo’ak and Spider’s shoulders. In the end it became a tie.

“Guys we need to go home nooow.” Tuk reminded while all of you dried yourselves up. “Yeah, Tuk, we know.” Spider said.

You were just stretching when you had suddenly become the centre of attention again. “Hey! Are you okay? I didn’t push you off that hard, did I?” Kiri said, looking at the marks on your chest, some on your neck.  

“Huh?” You replied to Kiri, confused. Spider looked at himself then at you, eyes widening. “Uh, baby…”

You looked at Spider, the blue paint on him had faded and you looked down at yours, it had faded too, revealing the purplish marks you tried to hide. Fuck.

“Oh! No! I’m fine, probably just something else.” More like someone.

“Are you sure? I’m sorry!” Kiri said, Lo’ak and Tuk were curious, so they approached the two of you to see what was going on. Lo’ak seemed to know, and he laughed. “Oh, bro…”

“Are you okay?!��� Tuk asked in concern. “Guys! I’m okay!” You reassured them.

“Now I get it.” Lo’ak said, approaching Spider and smacking his back. “Jeez, cuz. You did that?”

“Shut uup.” Spider said, playfully shoving Lo’ak off as they playfully wrestled, Lo’ak endlessly teasing him.

“Did Spider hurt you?” Tuk asked. Kiri had finally caught on what Lo’ak was teasing Spider with and the gears in her head turned, mouth going ‘o’ as she answered Tuk for you. “No, Tuk, I’m guessing it just had to be an allergic reaction to the paint…” Kiri explained, looking at you to help solidify her explanation.

“Yeah Tuk, I said it was itchy before, right? I just didn’t notice.” You laugh.

Thankfully, Tuk took that explanation. “Oh, then uh- just use other berries for painting then!”

You and Kiri look at each other, laughing. “Yeah, I’ll ask Spider to do that next time.”

After everyone had finally settled down, except for Lo’ak who throwed teasing here and there to Spider on the way home, they had to go back to their family while you and Spider went in the shack into your own room, finally free from your exopacks.

“I can’t believe that happened.” You said, slamming your back on the bed as you covered your face.

“I was trying to tell you the paint’s gonna wash off but you jumped right in!” Spider defended, the bed creaking as Spider sat beside you, smiling.

“Yeah, the paint washed off but who’s fault are these?” You said, uncovering your face to use your hand to point at the marks your boyfriend had left.

“My bad.” He chuckled. “Yup, that’s right, your fault, Spider.” You laughed with him. “Next time I’ll let you know how it feels.”

The statement suddenly left your mouth out loud, rendering the two of you silent and one Socorro blushing madly. He definitely liked that idea, but to play it off, he shrugged.

“Guessing that ‘next time’ could be now.”

Oh, this little bastard.

[littlemissmentallyunstable]

@balladofareader

AHHHHHH HAPPY BIRTHDAYYY MIRAAA 🎉😘🥳🎂🎁🎈 I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BESTTTT DAY EVERRRR AND GET EVERYTHING YOU WANTTT YOU DESERVE ITTT GIRL !! 💘💘💘

glen powell is still not hot even on your birthday. he’s still not hot.

I LOVE YOU SO SO SO MUCHHH 🥰💕😘💓💖💘🥰😍❤️💕😘💓 WITH MY WHOLLLE ENTIREEE HEARTT EVEN WHEN YOU TORTURE ME WITH THAT ONE GIF 😒😒

SO HERE IS MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT TO YOUUUU… I HOPE YOU ENJOY

(I know you wanted a holiday fic rather than a birthday one so that’s what I wrote 🤭🤭)

title: mira’s birthday

pairing: grayson hawthorne x miranda

Fairy lights, wound around the bookshelves, twinkled brightly against the dark of the night. Mira had put them up herself whilst Grayson was out and was quite proud of how she’d managed. She didn’t exactly have a track record for being good at things like this. One time she’d attempted to put up a shelf and ended up in A&E with a sprained wrist and a concussion.

Not a fun day.

She stood back to admire her work one last time before picking up the red ribbon she’d set down on the table earlier. She’d meant to tie them in her hair this morning but had forgotten on about six different occasions. Miranda sat down and slowly weaved one through the section of hair she wanted it to. Tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth, she felt her fingers twist and turn sections of hair a ribbon so everything would sit in perfectly before she finally tied the bow. One side was done, that was the easy part, now she had to do the other side in perfect symmetry.

After three separate attempts she heard footsteps and immediately locked her eyes to the doorway. Grayson Hawthorne leant in the doorframe, gorgeous as ever, a small smile on his lips. Mira immediately bounded towards him grinning, the remaining ribbon softly falling to the floor, forgotten once again.

“I missed you,” she laughed, leaping into his arms.

Swiftly as ever Grayson caught her, spinning her around in his arms, “I was gone for two hours,” he said, setting her down.

“Two hours too long,” she replied with a soft shrug.

“Well I do apologise,” he said sincerely, before kissing her cheek gently.

Mira flushed, “you can apologise again if you like.”

Her eyes practically sparkled and Grayson obliged to her request, kissing her a second time.

“You put up fairy lights,” he commented, cocking his head towards the decorated bookshelves.

“I know,” she winked, “impressive right.”

“Extremely,” Grayson nodded.

“I didn’t even need the instruction booklet,” she told him proudly, “I just worked it out all by myself.”

“Does that mean they’re going to fall down in an hour?” he asked dryly.

“Hey!” she groaned, slapping his upper arm, though it probably hurt her more than it did him, his arm was like a rock, “that’s mean! I think I deserve another apology!”

Grayson chuckled, taking her face into his hands and kissing her lips slowly.

She meant the world to him and more. Mira had been his light in the darkest of times, the sunshine in his hurricane, the emotion through the numbness. She’d taught him how to feel again, how to love, how to be happy, how to feel free, how to let go of the demons that were driving him insane internally.

“I suppose that will have to make up for it,” she mumbled into his lips.

He grinned and continued kissing her gently. They both got lost in the moment, their chests moving up and down in a syncopated rhythm. Mira stumbled, falling into the sofa. He wasn’t fast enough to catch her this time, too distracted by her sweet taste. Slowly she pulled him down with her, continuing the kiss, but this time she made it a little slower, the movement more drawn out, lips lingering on one another’s before going into the next kiss.

He pulled away, eyeing her book, “you’re reading once upon a broken heart again?”

“Are you really surprised?” Mira laughed, brushing a loose stand of blonde back into his perfectly styled hair.

“No,” he smiled softly, his eyes mellowing as they met hers, before he went in for another soft kiss.

“It’s a good book,” she said against him.

“I’m sure it is,” he replied stiffly before pausing, “but-“

Mira quickly put her finger on his lips, stopping his from taking it any further, “No but,” she warned him sternly.

“There is a but,” Grayson said simply.

“No there’s not,” she shook her head, denying it.

“But there is!” he groaned.

“Come on Gray,” she pouted, trying to plead him with her large brown puppy dog eyes.

He turned away from them, fearing he might not be able to resist.

“But,” he sighed, “I do wish you weren’t so obsessed with that,” he paused to do air quotes with his fingers, “‘Jacks’ person.”

She folded her arms giving him a pointed stare, “I’m not!”

He quirked a questioning brow, calling out her blatant lie.

“Fine,” she rolled her eyes, “but if you read this you’d get it.”

He made a face, so Mira stuck her tongue out at him before she picked up the ribbon for her hair that she’d left before Grayson has returned. She began to try again.

“Allow me princess,” Grayson murmured softly into her ear, gently taking the ribbon from her, so the soft material rippled over the palm of her hand before transferring to his.

The bold red stood out against his pale hands, like fresh blood would in snow. Carefully he adjusted her position so her back was facing him, allowing him access to her hair. Gently, he ran tentative fingers through her curls watching as they coiled down her back. He smoothly glided the red ribbon through the strands of ebony, contorting the ribbon with loops and twists until it formed a perfect bow. Slowly, he took out the one she’d done earlier and repeated the process on the other side so they both looked equal.

“Let me look at you, princess,” he murmured, once he was finished.

Mira’s cheeks tinted a rosy pink as she turned to face him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, mesmerised.

Her cheeks glowed an even darker shade of red, now almost matching the ribbons in her hair. Shyly, she stood up and walked over to the full length mirror in the corner.

“Thank you,” she said, admiring her hair in the mirror.

He stood up and walked towards her, wrapping an arm around her waist from behind and resting his chin just over her collar bone. Grayson smiled lopsidedly as he watched her beaming. Her energy was infectious, a bubbling, shining, bursting ball of pure joy.

He silently took her hand and raised it above her head. Mira looked at him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion before Grayson spun her around. Caught off guard, laughing, she stumbled mid spin. She spiralled forwards, losing all of her balance, luckily Grayson acted swiftly, slipping his arm around her waist and catching her. He kissed the tip of her nose before helping her back up.

“I have a surprise for you,” he said.

Her eyes practically sparkled, “oooo I love surprises.”

“And,” he paused for a moment, leaving her nearly bursting with anticipation, “it involves cookies.”

“I’m sold,” she said almost immediately.

Grayson found the corners of his mouth turning upwards once again. A year ago he wouldn’t have ever imagined he’d smile as much this. Mira had found his smile again, he’d lost it at sometime he didn’t know exactly when. All he did know was the Mira had brought it back. He offered his hand to her and she gladly took it, interlocking her fingers with his.

“Follow me,” he whispered.

As they were about to leave the room, Mira’s phone buzzed and a notification banner popped up on her screen. Grayson couldn’t read the name but watched curiously as Mira picked it up to reply.

“Hang on,” she said quickly, “I have to get this.”

“Who are you talking to?” he mused.

“Nosy much,” she teased with a sweet giggle.

Grayson only shrugged in reply, “just wondering.”

“If you must know,” she said with an exaggerated sigh, “I’m talking to my friend Bella about someone very important to me.”

“And who might that be,” he asked, cocking his head to the side.

Mira’s lips stretched into a wide smile, radiating her sunshine energy to the rest of the room, “a certain lovable cowboy.”

His expression quickly morphed into something between panic and confusion. She had to bite back a laugh at the sight, usually her boyfriend was the master of masking his emotions but they were perfectly displayed on his face on this occasion. She could imagine what he was worried about. ‘A certain lovable cowboy’ could’ve been a lot of people, including his brother.

“Glen Powell of course!” she laughed.

He tried to hide a shaky sigh of relief, before his expression pinched back into some sort of disgust, “Glen Powell?”

“Yes, Glen Powell,” she nodded brightly.

He wrinkled his nose and adjusted the sleeves of his suit.

“You’re jealous!” Mira exclaimed.

“No I’m not,” he replied sharply, heat rising in his face.

She smirked failing to hide her amusement, “oh you so are!”

“I am not,” he gritted through his teeth refusing to meet her eyes.

“I can tell you’re lying,” Mira sang, folding her arms across her chest.

“No you can’t,” he said.

“So…” she replied, a glint of mischief flickering across her expression, “you won’t mind if I replay ‘The Edit’ then.”

“Put the phone down, princess,” Grayson said flatly, his face now not betraying his true feelings.

“I thought you weren’t jealous,” she challenged, narrowing her eyes at him.

“I’m not,” he deadpanned.

“So why can’t I play ‘The Edit’ then?” she responded.

“Don’t give it such an important title,” he scoffed, delicately changing the subject, “it’s an edit, not ‘The Edit’, you make it sound so important.”

Mira gasped loudly, clamping a hand over her heart, “it is important! It is ‘The Edit’! Look!”

She flicked her phone towards him, clips of Glen Powell playing and he swiftly shut the screen off.

“Fine, fine I’ll admit it,” he put his hands up in the air and rolled his eyes, reluctant to reveal the truth, “I am in fact bothered by this celebrity crush.”

Mira smiled.

“Go on,” he sighed, “say it, I know you want to.”

“I told you so,” she said softly.

“You did,” he replied.

“Don’t worry Gray,” Mira murmured, cupping his face in her palms, “I don’t think I could ever love anyone like I love you.” She brushed her lips over his slowly before finishing the sentence, “except Glenn Powell.”

His jaw hung slack as she doubled over in laughter.

“Just kidding,” she winked over her shoulder, “now you said something about cookies?”

Grayson, jaw readjusted to its normal position, softly took back her hand into his and guided her to the kitchen. He watched as her face lit up, glistening like a pearl in the centre of a clam shell. It was something he would’ve seen as so small, of such little consequence, but to her it was everything. After realising that, Grayson decided that it meant it was also everything to him too.

The table was laid with a menagerie of different piping bags, all filled with icings of every colour you could imagine. Beside them was a plate of freshly baked cookies, ready to be decorated.

Mira looked at Grayson, her eyes twinkling, “you did all of this?” she asked in a small, awestruck voice.

“Of course, princess,” he replied smoothly, pulling her back into his chest for a small hug.

She squealed in excitement, bouncing up and down, “it’s so pretty!”

“I’m glad you like it,” he beamed, removing his suit jacket in a smooth motion.

“When can we get started?” she asked him, itching to get going.

“Right now,” he winked, rolling up his sleeves, “grab a piping bag Mira.”

Eagerly, she went straight for the pink icing the cutest idea already in her mind.

Before starting his own design, Grayson took a moment to just sit back and silently observe. She would never know he was staring at her in this moment, she was far too concentrated on what she was doing. She would never know he was taking in every little detail of her movement. She would never know how much he adored how her eyebrows were pinched together, how her eyes were narrowed and focussed and how the baby hair falling into her eyes was ignored. She would never know how much he loved her, how full his heart felt in this moment, how she’d saved him in so many ways.

Reluctantly averting his eyes, he turned to his own cookie and began to work.

Mira wasn’t exactly a professional cookie decorator, but she had a steady hand with the piping bag and her design was actually replicating the idea she’d formed in her head. As she was piping she only formed more ideas for her other cookies, each getting more and more ambitious the longer she spent thinking about them. Her eyes flicked up to Grayson for a moment, she watched as he methodically manipulated the icing to give the effect he wanted. Only he could make cookie decorating serious art. She bit her lip, trying to stop her smile. She loved watching him work, so in his zone, his element. When he painted he was lost in his own world, a world where he felt liberated from all that weighed on his chest. It was nice to see him like that. Free.

She finished off the details and sprinkled on some edible glitter. She grinned proudly, leaning back to take a better look, “Mine is a masterpiece,” she announced.

Grayson looked at her and couldn’t help but smile. She had powdered icing sugar brushed over her cheek, her apron was stained with half of the rainbow and a few loose strands of hair had fallen from the ribbons down to frame heels face. She was stunning. An overwhelming feeling hit his mid chest all of a sudden, almost knocking him flat.

“I’m sure,” he murmured, gray eyes roaming over her hungrily, sucking in every last detail of beauty that she didn’t even know she had.

“Let’s see yours then,” Mira replied folding her arms across her chest in challenge, completely oblivious to the lovelorn expression on Grayson’s face.

He willed himself to look away, reluctantly analysing his decorated cookie, “I messed up the toning,” he scrunched up his nose.

She peered over his shoulder, her jaw dropping. It was like a piece of world class artwork.

“How could you correlate that with messing up,” she scoffed.

“What?”

“Like okay Picasso,” she rolled her eyes playfully, “don’t show off or anything.”

“Sorry I can’t help that I’m naturally talented,” he teased.

“Yeah and naturally modest,” she countered with a smirk.

He laughed, a real belly laugh.

“Besides didn’t you just say you messed up the toning?” Mira raised a challenging eyebrow.

Something flickered over his expression, “don’t look at that bit,” he muttered quickly.

“Honestly I have no idea what the toning is so we’re good,” she smiled, then her voice softened, “it’s amazing.”

“Thank you,” he said tenderly, wrapping an arm around her waist.

She grinned down at him, then turned back to the table, “okay, how do we make mine still look good…” she tapped her bottom lip in thought, “…ooo I know! Just don’t put yours next to mine and mine will look fine.”

“Good idea,” he winked, still teasing her.

“I mean it’s not my fault your grandfather had you have private art lessons with a fancy french artist,” Mira defended, eyeing the cookies again.

“Are you jealous, princess?” Grayson asked her, his mouth twisting into a knowing smirk as he stood up.

“Hah you wish!” she retorted, then paused, “yeah I totally am, I mean would you look at that! It’s breathtaking.”

“Like someone else I know,” he replied quietly, eyes flitting to her lips, as he placed his hands gently on her waist.

“You know,” she said slowly, almost cautiously, “I think you flirt more than Jameson.”

“Woah,” he replied quickly, “take that back.”

“Or what,” she dared to ask, in a low hum.

“Or…” he pondered, their faces inches away from each others, “I’ll hide your phone so you can’t watch that stupid edit of Glen Powell.”

Grayson expected her face to fall flat, but she barely moved a muscle. In fact, she looked slightly angry.

“One,” she said sharply, raising one finger up, “it is not stupid, it is a masterpiece. Do not insult my cowboy.”

He raised his eyebrows.

“And two,” she continued, a second finger going up, “bold of you to assume I don’t have copies of ‘The Edit’ that don’t require my phone to play them.”

“Fine,” he snapped, a rare glimmer of mischief in his eyes, “I’ll take all of your copies of once upon a broken heart.”

“Even the special editions?” she rushed.

“Especially the special editions,” he grinned wickedly.

She narrowed her eyes at him and scowled, “I’m dating an evil man.”

“It’s not my fault you’re attracted to villains,” he shrugged.

“Fine,” she grumbled, “I take it back, happy?”

“Extremely, princess,” Grayson said, pressing a sweet kiss on her temple.

Mira analysed the cookies slowly, “you know what this needs?”

“No?”

She chewed on her bottom lip in a pathetic attempt to contain her excited smile, “hot chocolate.”

Grayson would be lying if he said he was surprised. He folded his arms and leant on the counter behind him, raising a sharp blonde eyebrow, “oh yeah?”

“I think so,” she nodded enthusiastically.

“You’re not making it this time,” he deadpanned, getting the pan out.

“Okay so I burnt it once,” she scoffed, “and I’m banned completely?”

“Yes,” he replied bluntly.

“It was your fault I burnt it anyway,” Mira said, glaring at him, though her glare didn’t nearly threaten Grayson so much as it made him laugh. She was adorable.

“How was it my fault?” he asked, almost sounding offended.

“You were stood in the kitchen shirtless,” she countered, “obviously distracting me, causing me to burn it.”

“Sorry,” he replied smoothly, “I suppose I won’t take my shirt off anymore then.”

Mira’s eyes widened in panic, “that is not what I said!”

He laughed, a full laugh, kissing the top of her head, “I love you.”

“You’re lucky I still love you after that,” she said, narrowing her eyes at him, “not funny by the way.”

“I’m amused,” Grayson responded, with a smug sort of grin on his face that he seemed to have stolen from his brother.

“You’re the only one Blondie,” she scowled.

“Blondie?” he sighed, “we’ve really gone back there!”

“You pushed me over the edge today,” she responded, looking away from him.

Blondie had been a nickname she’d given to Grayson when they’d first met, initially it was used to annoy him completely, but it had melted into something of an affectionate tease.

“What toppings would you like on your hot chocolate?” he asked.

“The usual please,” she replied.

“I still think you’re mental for this by the way,” he rolled his eyes, grabbing the whipped cream, marshmallows and peppermints.

“That’s because you’re being all boring and broody with your plain semisweet hot chocolate,” she tusked, making a face as she listed his preference.

“It’s good!” he defended opting for a whiny tone.

“Oh we all know that is absolute lie!” Mira said, immediately calling his bluff.

In her eyes, anyone who liked boring flavours was a psychopath.

“Sorry I don’t want tooth decay,” he scoffed, “I mean all yours needs is a gingerbread house on top of it and voila it’ll break a record.”

“Maybe next time I will put a gingerbread house on top,” she countered, her eyes practically glittering, “at least my drink has personality!”

“It’s a drink,” he replied exasperated, “drinks don’t have personality.”

She gasped, “meanie, you are a meanie. I’m going to divorce you, take all of your money and run off to marry Glen Powell!”

“We’re not married, princess,” he reminded her in a deadpan.

“I know people who can forge me the legal documents,” she shrugged.

Grayson sighed, pouring the freshly made hot chocolate into a mug, “Gigi wouldn’t go against her own brother.”

“If I bargained with a kitten she so would,” Mira replied, “besides you forget how close we are.”

“You two spend too much time together,” he said adding the whipped cream and marshmallows, “it’s dangerous.”

“You’re such a drama queen,” she rolled her eyes.

“Me? A drama queen!” he gaped, sprinkling the crushed peppermint on top of the whipped cream.

“Please,” she scoffed, “everyone says it!”

He paused, “everyone?” he asked in a small voice, smaller than he’d intended.

“Don’t worry,” she smiled softly, “it’s a Grayson perk.”

“A Grayson perk?” he questioned, wondering if he even wanted to know.

“Mhmmm,” she nodded, humming in reply, “I made a list of things that are Grayson perks and it’s on the list.”

“Can I see said list?” he said.

“Absolutely not,” Mira snapped, shaking her head vigorously, “it’s top secret!”

“So Gigi’s seen it,” Grayson deadpanned.

“Well duh,” she rolled her eyes.

He sighed wracking his brain for what he could do to get to see this list.

“What if I buy you each a cat,” he persuaded, “will you show me then?”

Mira paused and considered the option for a second, she imagined her and Gigi getting cats from the same litter and giving them rhyming names. She smiled at the thought of another cat edition to the family but she wanted to see how far the bargain could go. She wasn’t going to give up the list that easily.

“Two cats?” she proposed, shyly flashing him a smile.

“Mira,” he sighed, running a hand through his hair, “we already have two cats.”

“They need friends!” she protested, batting her eyelashes in attempts to win him over as she followed him to the living room again.

“No more,” he said softly, passing her the hot chocolate.

“You’re boring,” she chastised, slumping down on the sofa.

He shrugged slightly, “and you’re crazy.”

“For Glenn Powell,” she winked.

Grayson’s expression went flat and the disgust was evident the gray iris of his eyes, “must you keep bringing him up?”

“Last time I promise,” Mira replied with a giggle.

Grayson turned to look at her, his gaze lingered for a moment before the words left his lips in barely a breath, “I love you.”

“Not as much as I love you,” she replied, cupping his face in her tender hands.

The grandfather clock in the corner suddenly cried out, alerting everyone that midnight had finally arrived.

“Merry Christmas Mira,” he whispered, kissing the top of her nose.

“Merry Christmas Gray,” she murmured back.

THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCHHH MIRA FOR BEING SUCH A LOVELY, AMAZING, KIND FRIEND!! I HOPE YOU FIND YOURSELF A COWBOY ONE DAY WHO TREATS YOU LIKE HIS WHOLE WORLD AND MORE 😘😘

love from bella xx

[munsster]

kurt kunkle and his bimbo girlfriend

A/N: this week has literally forced me to be obsessed with this greasy little slasher (soooooo my inbox is surely open!) (gif creds: @stevesnailbat)

Pairing: Kurt Kunkle x Fem!Bimbo!Reader

Warnings: Spree (2020) related content, kurt kunkle, smut/suggestive themes, MDNI, slasher themes (blood, gore, murder, ghostface), pet names (baby, slasher), cam/stream sex

im sorry but gamer bf x bimbo gf trope is actually flooring me rn

he’s just this greasy little streamer you started watching and you’re this total babe who’s obsessed with him

and you are really obsessed with him

you are literally his Number one fan

if kurt kunkle has 100 fans, youre one of them. if kurt kunkle has 1 fan, its you. if kurt kunkle has no fans, you’re dead.

you plugging kurtsworld96 at any given chance, like he’s so confused the first time he hears you do it, but then he gets so happy and just pulls you in

you being the first one to be super excited about his amount of viewers/followers

a celebratory kiss for ur streamer bf 🥰

also getting really worried when he seems to be in a little bit of trouble (ie cops in the background yikes)

him always reassuring you that he’s fine and he’ll figure it out

you dont know it but he’ll do anything you say, even if it meant turning off his stream for the night

you literally suggested doing cam stuff together before chat suggested it, but now chat is like obsessed with that because theyre a bunch of pervs

you treating chat like a sassy lil mama (“ew! behave yourselves” “ask nicely” “‘put it in her ass’ oh cmon, you know better” “shhh, quit being bratty, thats not how good little viewers get what they want, now is it?”)

youre such a lil price gouger, youre like “okay if someone sends in $50, i’ll let you guys watch us” and chat loves you so obviously they end up doing that

kurt really really loves you, plus you do wonders for his numbers. viewers basically double when he even mentions you

“‘kill your gf’ pfft yeah right, i know all his tricks, i’d like to see him try!” and you’re like in his lap and grinning and he just grins at you and when you turn to face him, he lands a big ol smooch on you

even after months of being together, he still gets nervous around you

and you always tell him to “relax, baby, it’s just me” all while he’s literally buzzing in your presence

he probably likes his hair pulled tbh

like even when you just run your fingers through his hair, he’s purring, he’s so slutty for it

asking him to do skincare/haircare with you as an excuse to take showers together 😝

like of course he’s gonna do it 1) because he loves you and 2) because afterwards, he smells like a candy store

you picking out his outfits because what he wears now is actually a cry for help

no because he would actually let you treat him like a dress up doll

you being really excited about it and telling him to do GRWM and OOTD segments on his streams (which are completely led + narrated by you, but he doesn’t need to know that)

him teaching you how to play video games (even though you already kinda know, you let him have his moment)

you designing the clickbait thumbnails for all of his youtube videos and they’re definitely all sparkly and pink and cute

you begging him to come with you to get your nails done, telling him he doesn’t have to get his nails done, you just want him to go with you

but of course, you convince him to get his nails done (just a basic polish *cough cough* in literally neon green, his choice) and he flaunts it to stream

he definitely makes fun of bobby like “my girlfriend is literally so hot. where’s yours? oh wait……”

and you HATE bobby

you think he’s a bad friend to kurt, but you’d never tell him that. you just scheme like “noooo baby, hang out with me, not bobby” and he’s like okay 🥰

also him being a little protective and possessive over you

like when other attractive people glance at you, he’ll grab your hand or put his arm around you or ask for a little kiss (all of which you do happily)

i love yous are thrown around like none other, and it makes him blush everytime. even when youre just tuning in, if he gets that “i love you, slasher” message, he’ll go red as a tomato

oh that reminds me: youre favorite movies being slasher films like scream and scary movie and american psycho, and he’s not stupid so he definitely senses the theme there

bonus: he definitely buys one of those ghostface masks just to surprise you (and get into your pants)

you offering to help clean his car after particularly gory kills (and he knows ur really good with aesthetics and detail work)

also you cleaning him up after particularly gory kills 🥺

like he’ll come home with blood streaked down his face, and you’re like “aw baby 😟 c’mere”

he LOVES it, he feels like a little puppy dog around you because you take care of him so well

you are all about sneak attack kisses, and he never knows what to do with them, he just sits there and smiles while you hold his face and pecks his lips

bro eventually, he’ll start laying the rizz down on you (and he’s not very good at it but) its so sweet that he’s genuinely trying and happy

like he’ll just spit pick-up line after pick-up line whenever you’re around, and you just giggle and kiss him on the cheek

you don’t even have to ask and he’ll buy you cute clothes. not that he’s insanely rich or like raking it in, but he makes enough, and he will spend money on something nice for you before he buys something for himself

him begging to drive you anywhere and anywhere even though your car works perfectly fine, he just wants to do things for you

also him begging to rig your car with cameras, too, just so when he does have to be in your car, he can still stream

ummm bonus: he definitely sets up a camera above his bed so like not only can he do sleeping streams, but…. you know…… angles 😌

you bringing him snacks and drinks during his stream and he gets the biggest googly eyes

you’ll just walk in in like the skimpiest little outfits, grinning and winking at the camera before giving kurtie a sloppy kiss

yall he’s so fucking dumb (in a loving way), but you’ll get into the car in like the most revealing and tight top and he’ll get all nervous and try to angle the cameras like ‘yall seeing this???’ all while smirking to himself

him accidentally referring to you as his wife on multiple occasions while streaming

letting you put your songs in the queue every so often

bonus: after hearing you play it literally once, his new favorite song is ‘stars are blind’ by paris hilton. that shit bangs and he knows it

him making you a playlist of all his songs (and he actually falls in love when you mention the fact that you listen to it almost constantly)

he actually can’t believe you love him and you’re of fan of his work and you’re actually the cutest thing he’s ever seen (nice tits, too)

it takes a lot of convincing and proof on his part that you truly love him, but you’re not shy about showing it and you’ll prove it to him anytime he needs

masterlist

[thomashelbyswife]

M, since it’s the 10th anniversary of Peaky, I’d love to know what you think are the 10 best perks of being Mrs. Shelby.

Oh dear!! 😳 Lee @zablife 💕 you got me good with this one. I love you for sending this one in you had me squealing 🤭 this gif makes my heart burst

I had so much fun writing this I was blushing the entire time.

Best perks of being Mrs. Shelby are:

10. Being the only person that can put out his demons which helps him relax.

9. Riding horses with him and spending most of their times in the stables.

8. Waiting for him to come home and jumping into his arms straight away (I always find this part my most fav of the day and I look forward to it is very dear to me) cause lets be real he'd only be coming home just for her.

7. Lounging around his study while he works, sat infront of the fireplace flipping through fashion catalouges & magazines.

6. Having the best lovemaking sessions 🔞 (oh they are just so good they always start in his study a bit of teasing or whenver tommy feels extra needy slightly raising her dress and it is indeed a very delighful sight!)

5. Her watching his face light up everytime with heart eyes & that special smile of his just for Mrs. Shelby (I melt everytime)

4. Being startled with long - loving neck kisses & backhugs out of nowhere.

3. Being very much ✨️ SPOILED ✨️ getting gifts all the time with tons of new jewellery - her favourite diamonds, imported silky nightgowns, dresses, lingerie, fancy furs cause he's obsessed with Mrs. Shelby looking like a real queen. (BASICALLY THE WHOLE WORLD WOULD BE AT HER FEET!!!)

2. The pleasure of having all the love and seeing the softest Tommy Shelby ever, being extremely loved and very taken care of even though he doesn't have that much time on his hands but for Mrs. Shelby he has all the time in the world.

1. Being Mrs. Shelby 🤭 basically the title is very heavy and it speaks for itself.

+ a bonus I might add cause I think about these two all the time!!

✨️ Having to carry around a spare pack of cigarettes and a lighter in your purse at all times just in case cause you'll never know when he'll get grumpy so as Mrs. Shelby be ready for anything.

✨️ Having him call for her just to fix the tie-knot and the lapels of his suit jacket along with his beloved pocket watch cause he just loves to hear her and her jewellery covered hands making sounds around him which relaxes him & awakens something in him. (an image he wants to burn in his brain forever)

(these are my top 10 but the list goes on forever) 🥰

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Hey

Can you write something with reader having a little daughter and one time when reader's boyfriend Bucky is around. Reader's daughter made him a bracelet and gives it to him. Bucky takes it with a smile and always has it around his wrist from now on. 💗

Thank you in advance 💖

This is absolutely adorable🥹 I had so much fun writing this🥰 I hope you like it🩵

Bracelet » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Pairings: Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Mom/Girlfriend!Reader with daughter Hailey

Summary: The reader’s daughter makes a bracelet for Bucky.

Warnings: Fluff, language, nothing but cuteness, hugs and kisses, nicknames for daughter (princess), pet names for reader (doll)

Written on my phone so sorry if there’s any mistakes or typos.

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

DIVIDER IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to @firefly-graphics

“You’re home!” You smiled, hugging him. “How was the mission?” You asked.

“It was fine. I missed my girls.” Bucky says, kissing your lips.

“Hailey, Bucky is home!” You say.

“Coming, mommy!” Hailey says.

You and Bucky have been dating for a few weeks. Your 6 year old daughter absolutely loves him. She became best friends with him the second they met.

Hailey came running out of her bedroom and jumped into Bucky’s arms. Bucky was quick to catch her and give her hugs and kisses.

“I missed you so much!” She says.

“How much?” He asks her.

“This much!” She says, opening her arms.

“That’s a lot!” Bucky says.

Bucky went to the living room and sat down on the couch with Hailey in his arms.

“Were you a good girl for mommy while I was gone?” He asks.

“Yes!” Hailey nodded. “I made you something!” She says, carefully sliding off of his lap and ran to her bedroom.

You sat down next to him. He wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer to him, kissing your lips sweetly.

“Mmm, I missed you so much.” You say.

“How much did you miss me, doll?” He asks.

“Let me show you.” You cupped his cheeks, kissing him passionately.

“That’s a lot.” He says against your lips.

You two pulled away from each other when you heard little footsteps running back in the living room. Hailey climbed onto the couch and got on Bucky’s lap.

“Close your eyes.” Hailey says with her hands behind her back.

Bucky chuckled and closed his eyes. Hailey carefully put on a bracelet that she made on his metal wrist. The bracelet has a bunch of different colored beads with letters that spell out his name.

“Open!” She says excitedly.

Bucky opened his eyes and looked at the bracelet on his metal wrist. A smile grew on his face.

“Do you like it?” She asks.

“I love it. Thank you, princess.” He smiles, hugging her.

“It will give you good luck while you’re on missions!” She says.

“Then I’m definitely going to wear it forever.” He says with a smile, admiring the bracelet on his wrist.

You smiled to yourself. Seeing your daughter and boyfriend interact made you more than happy.

Thank you for requesting!🩵 @lives-in-midgard

-Bucky’s Doll

[midwestmade29]

Biggest Fan ⭐️

To Anonymous: This was such a cute request! I loved it 🥰 Thanks for sending it in 🖤

Word Count: 860 Divider by: @firefly-graphics GIF credit: @thedivineelite

Original Anonymous Request: can you please write something with Kenny Omega X Fem Reader,

Reader and him are dating, and she's also an Wrestler but in ROH and she's the current ROH Women's Champion, and she got booked for an NJPW Show in Japan and Kenny gonna travle with her to support. He wakes her up in the morning of the flight at 4:30am where she asks him why he's already up that early and already full of energy and they start their day with breakfast and then heading to the airport.

Disclaimers: None! 100% fluff 🙂

When you start to feel nervous about an upcoming match, Kenny helps soothe you...

Two weeks ago, you got a phone call from NJPW about a match they were wanting to book for you against their hottest rising star. Being the ROH Women’s World Champion puts you in high demand and you had been enjoying every second of it! You’ve never been to Japan before; it’s just never worked out. Thankfully when you go, you’ll have the best tour guide (and cheerleader) going with you! Kenny was so excited for you when you told him about the NJPW match, his joy was contagious! Your first instinct was to be nervous about the huge opportunity laid out in front of you, but Kenny instantly put them to rest when he told you how proud of you he was.

The two weeks flew by in a flash and both you and Kenny were set to leave early in the morning for Japan. You both finished packing right before you went to bed, and you made sure to snuggle in close to Kenny while you fell asleep. Having him next to you always calmed you and made things 100x’s better.

You weren’t sure how much time had passed, but it felt like you had just closed your eyes when you sensed movement on the other side of the bed. Suddenly you felt less warm and comfortable than you had all night! When you started to come to, you rolled over and checked the time on your phone, “4:30am?! What in the world?” you thought to yourself. As your senses awakened further, you started to smell the aroma of coffee wafting through the house. “Good morning sunshine!” Kenny sang as he crawled back in bed with you and wrapped you in his arms. You let out a loud groan at the cheerfulness he had in his voice this early in the morning. “Time to wake up and get moving baby. Coffee is ready and breakfast will be shortly. Come on, Japan awaits us!” he said eagerly. You turned over to face him and were greeted with his bright smile you love so much. Your voice was still groggy when you spoke up, “I have two questions for you. One, why are you up so early? And two, how are you so full of energy already?!” Kenny chuckled and kissed your forehead before sitting up and helping you do the same. “I’m just excited, I guess! And I’m so happy for you! It’s going to be fun seeing everything through your eyes and experiencing Japan with you. Your match is going to be amazing and when it’s all over, we’ll have a few days to celebrate it!”

Kenny was in the kitchen working on breakfast while you got yourself ready for the long flight ahead of you. The two of you sat at the kitchen counter and ate, and you couldn’t help but babble on about your checklist. “Do you remember if I packed my tights for my ring gear? Oh, and my laptop charger? Ugh, why do I feel like I’m forgetting something?” you asked in a slight panic. Kenny slowed your thoughts when he rested his hand on top of yours, squeezing gently as he reassured you that everything was packed and ready to go. “Check, check, and check baby. I promise you we have everything we need for the trip. It’s all going to be okay,”

The car ride to the airport was filled with a comfortable silence, your hand was intertwined with Kenny’s the entire time. You unloaded your suitcases from the car and made your way to the airline’s baggage drop off area. You got checked in and found yourselves walking through the terminal, still hand in hand. Thankfully the line at the security checkpoint wasn’t very long, so you got through there in no time. Once you found the correct gate for your flight, you and Kenny took a seat and waited for the green light to board. The two of you were discussing the different things you wanted to do in Japan when a couple of fans came up to Kenny and struck up a conversation. Being the sweetheart he is, he spoke with the fans for a few minutes and included you in the conversation too.

 “I’m sure you guys know this already, but this is Y/N! She’s on her way to Japan for a huge match. She’s also the ROH Women’s World Champion! You should definitely watch if you have the streaming service!” Kenny bragged. Your heart soared when you saw how he lit up when he was talking about you. You couldn’t help but to smile.

When the fans walked away, the flight attendant’s voice came on the intercom an announced it was now time to board the plane. “Thank you for your kind words you said about me to those fans. I’m so lucky to have your endless love and support. I don’t know what I’d do without you,” you expressed admirably while waiting in line. Kenny leaned over and kissed your forehead before speaking softly, “You’re my whole world Y/N. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than right here with you. Adventure awaits us baby. Let’s go!”

[spookyserenades]

The way I already suspected when they were at the club… The way I already knew when you said there was gonna be angst… The way I definitely knew with him glued to his phone… And I still managed to have this face 👁️👄👁️ reading the ending. (I kinda want to punch him not gonna lie lmao) But seriously the way I screamed “Oh, COME ON!” *insert Jim Carrey gif with the water* at the end I sfhkgddhk. I honestly thought it was gonna be Hobi to have this storyline (if you say it’s ALSO gonna be him I’m gonna Geronimo out of my window🥲). I feel like Tae is gonna give her attitude on this and to be honest, my anger issues could never.

Amazing chapter as usual my dear! I was in a puddle with Joon in protective mode🥰 And between him, Jimin and Hobi i was like “wait is he gonna confess?!!??!! what’s going on asdfhjkkl” (especially with Jimin ‘cause I believe he’s gonna be the last one to get with the program, too fixated on being proper with her and whatnot) Loved y/n going all Bella Swan with the shields to protect her boys ✨u go girl✨ and the part with Jin 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 *ahem* yes. Yoongi being perfect as usual and deserving of the name Angel in every single way possible makes absolute sense.

also, to get distracted by nipple piercings no matter the situation is very real (it’s one of weaknesses) 🥵

All jokes aside, you are truly talented and I love the little community you created with your story 💕 thank you for sharing this with us.

Kisses from Italy

Oh yeah there were definitely some breadcrumbs left to imply that Taehyung was "talking" to someone on his phone, especially after the club for Hoseok's birthday. Additionally, he hasn't been clinging to Y/N like glue :( NO JKDLAFJDS NOT THE JIM CAREY GIF THATS MY EXACT REACTION TOO 💀 I diddddd tease you all with the possibility of Hoseok and Alice being a thing. However, with Alice and her new workplace crush (AND the fact that she now knows Y/N loves Hoseok!!! GIRL CODE!!!) and the fact that Hoseok seems more interested in flirting rather than seriously pursuing a relationship, it was really just a distraction to surprise people later on with Tae...

AH but thank you so so much I'm thrilled you enjoyed it 🥺💕💕💕 plsss Protective Joon is everything to me, it's really fun to see how much he has opened up towards Y/N, and I think it has something to do with her resolute trust in him.

BELLA SWANNN what a queen!!! That's pretty much exactly what Y/N was doing, now that I think of it 💀 I have Twilight brain rot still even after all these years!!! And don't get me starteddd on Seokjin I am sO down bad for that man 🥵 Angel Yoongi... perfect petname for him, he's just a bundle of love, romance, and yearning (and loves to take care of people he cares abt!)

HELL YEAH PIERCED TATTED JEONGGUK AGENDA HAS BEEN MY THING SINCE DAY ONE! IDK if I'm trying to recreate the kinda guy I'd fall in love with when I was a high school emo, but he is certainly resurrecting long-buried traits I'm attracted to 💀

AH thank you my love, I am so so grateful, lucky, and happy to have our community where we get to chat and bond over our boys together all the time. I love you all endlessly and your support means everything 😭💜💕🥺

Kisses to you in Italy, one of my fave countries ever! 💕

[missmitchieg]

i don’t go here but what happened to penelope garcia’s hair ? isn’t it like shoulder length ? did she cut it ? !

/lh , tell me about penelope garcia please ?

Yay! I love talking about babygirl! Ok, so it looks like she did indeed cut her luscious locks so rip to her long princess curls. They will be missed until they grow back. 💖

Ok, so season 1-15 Penelope was MY GIRL, ok? She was MY GIRL.

She's, like, a super genius super cutie and she's super sweet and kind and loves animals. (Seriously, one of the reasons she started working for the FBI is she was a computer hacker and hacked into the website of a cosmetic company that tests on animals and her options when she got caught were literally work for the FBI or her ass is getting thrown in prison. She chose the FBI. We love a queen that fights for animal wellfare. The other reason was she wanted to get away from her garbage, and I do mean GARBAGE, boyfriend and have a better life.)

I'm pretty sure she has ADHD. Maybe autism. IDK, but she's definitely some kinda neurospicy.

She's a walking sparkly neon rainbow. You know the way Flynn's bedroom is described in the one jatp book? Season 1-15 Penelope is that and I love it.

She went ginger once and it was a whole vibe.

Wow, I love her.

She was super nice to her ex boss all the way from s1 to his departure in early s12, and I'm 99% sure was the only one that actually called him bossman or sir bc everyone else just called him Aaron or by his nickname, Hotch. She was really good at making him smile, which actually wasn't that hard but people exaggerate the rarity of a Hotch smile for some reason.

After that, she was still really nice to the replacement he handpicked, Emily Prentiss, who she already adored after working with her since s2.

Hotch was literally physically incapable of saying no to this woman and she fully knew and took advantage of that shit, ok? Seriously, one time, Penelope made a joke like "who could say no to me?" and Hotch just smirked a little bit because he knew he couldn't say anything. Penelope does an incredible imitation of the pleading emoji. Or the Puss In Boots face. Whatever you wanna call this:

"Boss, I want you to hire Tara. 🥺" "Ok. Tell everyone else the position has been filled." "Boss, I don't wanna eat dinner alone. Do you want a veggie omelette? 🥺" "Ok. Do you have jalapeños?"

The hilarious thing is she doesn't even have to make that face. She does it to mess with him.

And then there's her, uh...... interesting little flirtationship with Derek Morgan. Or as Penelope calls him, chocolate thunder. He loves that name and encourages it. He calls her babygirl. They also have about a million other adorable pet names for each other.

*gestures at these gifs* They love each other so much, it's kind of gross. I've said before that before I actually started watching and only had the massive comp of him calling her that, I genuinely really thought Morcia was canon. Like, oh, my GOD, dude. These two are disgustingly obsessed with each other. The shit they say on work calls. He calls her sexy and brilliant Goddess and told her it drives him crazy when "she talks that voulez coucher stuff to him". Like, hello? Honestly, I'm amazed Derek only had to sit through one HR lecture about creating a hostile work environment. Or at least, we only saw one.

Then there's her very sweet friendship with baby genius, boy wonder, good doctor, Agent Doctor Spencer Reid.

MY BABIES. I LOVE THEM. I want them back. Gimme back my Penny², damnit.

And her very sweet friendship with Matt Simmons! Oh, my god. I love them. 🥰🥰🥰

They're cute and I wish at least Penelope mentioned Matt in season 16 more.

Penelope and Luke! Oh, my God. Penelope and Luke.

They are in love and both think it's unrequited and it's exhausting but at least s12-15 were FUN. Mostly.

Season 16 Penelope, though....

Season 16 Penelope got abducted by aliens. Or lobotomized. Hard to tell.