#lance tucker one shot

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Hot Single Mom » Lance Tucker

Pairings: Lance Tucker x Single Mom!Reader

Summary: Lance has a thing for single moms.

Warnings: Smut (18+), language, alcohol, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, female receiving, unprotected sex, praise kink, Lance’s tattoo, pet names

Written on my phone. I’m sorry 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!!🔞

Lance watched as you sat down on the bar stool next to him, unable to take his eyes off of you. He knows you’re the mom of one of the teenage girls he coaches in gymnastics. You could feel his eyes on you. You turned your attention towards him to see him biting his bottom lip as he admired the way your sundress hugged your curves.

“You know…” You took a sip of your drink. “It’s rude to stare. Didn’t your parents tell you that?” You jokingly say.

“It’s not my fault you’re a smoke show.” Lance says flirtatiously.

You giggled and turned your body so you were facing him. Lance shamelessly glanced down at your cleavage and licked his lips.

“I’m Lance.” He introduces himself, holding his hand out for you to shake.

“I know who you are. You’re my daughter’s gymnastics coach.” You shook his hand. “I’m Lizzy’s mom, Y/N.” You tell him.

“You’re Lizzy’s mom?” Lance asks. “I would’ve guessed you’re her attractive older sister.” He flirts.

“I get that a lot.” You smiled. “I had her at a young age.” You say.

“So…” Lance leans forward. “Are you still with Lizzy’s dad?” He asks curiously.

“Nope.” You popped the P. “He broke up with me when he found out I was pregnant.” You tell him.

Lance nods, taking a sip of his drink and smirking to himself.

“You wanna come up to my room?” He asks, his voice husky.

“Buy me a drink first, Coach and I might let you have your way with me tonight.” You say seductively.

A few shots of tequila later, you two ended up in his hotel room. You two were heatedly making out as you guys bursted through the door. You two pulled away from each other’s lips breathlessly to take off your clothes. You kicked your shoes off and pushed the straps of your sundress off of your shoulders, pushing your sundress down your body and revealing your braless breasts to him. You took off your panties and playfully threw them at him. He caught them and shoved them in the pocket of his jeans. He took off his jacket, dropping it on the floor and kicked his shoes off. He pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it somewhere in the room. He pulled down his jeans and boxers in one go, kicking them to the side. You couldn’t help but lick your lips when you seen his tattoo on his lower abdomen.

Lance kisses you hungrily as he picked you up and dropped you on the bed, hovering over you. He kissed all over your body, marking you up with hickeys in the process. He made his way down your body, spreading your legs and laid on his stomach in between them. He licked a strip on your pussy, catching you off guard. He did it again, earning a moan from you.

“Fuck, you taste incredible.” Lance says, practically moaning against your pussy.

His tongue licked from your entrance to your clit a few times before latching his lips onto your clit and ate you out like you’ve never been eaten out before. You threw your head back against the pillow in pleasure, loving the way his tongue feels against your pussy.

“Oh my god!” You moaned.

Your hands found their way to his head, your fingers tugging on his hair. Lance moans at the feeling, loving you tugging on his hair. His tongue did a flicking motion on your clit while his fingers found their way to your entrance. His fingertips circled your entrance, making your cunt clench around nothing. He slid two fingers in your pussy, moving them at a fast pace. His free hand snaked its way up your body to your breasts. His hand cupped one of your breasts and played with your nipple. A squeak moan left your lips when he pinched your nipple. He moved his hand to your other breast and repeated his actions, earning the same reaction from you.

A loud moan left your lips when he curled his fingers, hitting your sweet spot, making you arch your back in pleasure. Lance smirked to himself, proud that he found your sweet spot with ease. He curled his fingers again, hitting your sweet spot again. Your cunt squeezed around his fingers. Your legs began shaking a little bit and threatened to close on his head. His free hand held one of your legs open so you didn’t try to close them. He quickened his movements with his tongue and fingers, making your orgasm build up faster. You knew you weren’t going to last longer with how fast his tongue and fingers were fucking you. Lance wanted you to cum fast so he can fuck you. He’s desperate to fuck you. You don’t blame him. You’re desperate for him to fuck you too.

“Lance, I’m- oh fuck! I’m gonna cum!” You tell him, followed by a moan.

“Come for me, baby.” Lance says huskily.

Your eyes fluttered shut and you arched your back in pleasure as you came harder than ever, moaning his name loudly. You laid there panting while Lance took his fingers out of your pussy, licking your release off his fingers, moaning at your taste. He sat up, hovering over you. He leaned down and kissed you sloppily. You moaned against his lips when his hard cock bumped your clit. One of your hands wandered down in between the two of you, your fingers tracing his tattoo. Lance pulled away from your lips and looked down, watching your fingers trace his tattoo.

“You like my tattoo, babe?” He asks huskily.

“Mmm, yes I do, Coach.” You hummed, biting your bottom lip. “I wonder what it looks like while you’re fucking me.” You say seductively.

“You’re about to find out, baby girl.” He almost whispers.

You watched him line his cock at your entrance. He slid his cock inside of you, inch by inch. Your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your head. When he was balls deep inside of you, he spread your legs wider. Lance pulled almost all the way out, only leaving his tip in your pussy and thrusted back inside of you with a hard thrust. A loud gasp left your lips. You looked down at where the two of you are connected, watching him thrust his cock in and out of your pussy. Your eyes wandered to his tattoo. You couldn’t help but stare at it as he fucked you.

“So hot.” You say, referring to his tattoo.

Lance chuckles huskily. He leaned over you so he was hovering over you, putting his hand on the bed frame and sped up his thrusts. You bit your bottom lip to muffle your moans to avoid a noise complaint.

“Don’t do that.” Lance’s thumb rubbed across your bottom lip. “Let me heard those pretty moans while I’m fucking you, baby.” He coos huskily.

Lance couldn’t care less about getting a noise complaint and frankly, you didn’t care about getting a noise complaint either. Your teeth released your bottom lip, strings of moans and his name left your lips. He smirks to himself, loving the sound of your moans and the way his name sounds when you moan it. It was like music to his ears.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and locked your ankles behind his back, pulling him closer to you if it’s even possible. Your hands found their way to his back, feeling his back muscles flex every time he thrusted into you. Your nails dug in his skin, creating red lines on his back. Lance hissed slightly at the feeling.

Lance leaned down and put his lips on yours, kissing you sloppily. You two moaned against each other’s lips. You threw your head back, pulling away from the kiss when his cock hit your sweet spot. Your mouth fell open, his name leaving your lips in a moan every time he hit that spot. His lips found their way to your neck, pressing kisses along your skin. A soft gasp left your lips when his teeth nipped on your skin, hard enough to mark you up.

“You know…” Lance starts. “I’ve been thinking about this moment since the day I laid my eyes on you.” He admits.

“Oh yea?” You moaned. “I’ve been thinking about it too, Coach.” You tell him.

You telling Lance you think about him made him want you more. His free hand made its way down to your clit, rubbing it in circles while his other hand left the bed frame and occupied itself with your breasts. Your cunt squeezed around his cock when his fingers applied a little bit of pressure on your clit.

You looked down at his tattoo, getting entranced with it. Your hands left his back. One of your hands went down to his tattoo, your fingers tracing along the ink of it before placing your hand flat on his lower abdomen where his tattoo is just to touch it. Your free hand grasped onto his bicep for something to squeeze.

You looked in his eyes at the same time Lance looked in yours, yours and his eyes clouded with lust. His fingers rubbed faster on your clit to help your orgasm build up which was getting closer. He could tell by the way your cunt was squeezing around his cock. His orgasm was building up too, but he wanted you to cum first.

“Lance, I’m-” A moan left your lips and your head fell back against the pillow before you could finish your sentence.

“Cum for me, baby.” Lance says huskily.

Lance watched your eyes roll to the back of your head as you came on his cock. His fingers gave your clit one last rub before he focused on his own orgasm which wasn’t too far from yours. His thrusts got sloppy for a moment, but he regained his rhythm. A loud curse word left his lips as he came inside of you. He thrusted a few more times before his thrusts came to a stop. He pulled out of you and laid down next to you. You two laid in silence, trying to catch your breath before either of you said anything.

“I’m assuming you have a thing for single moms.” You say, turning your head towards him.

“What gave it away?” Lance asks with a small chuckle.

“The way you fucked me and made me cum twice.” You say, still blown away by the two orgasms he gave you.

“There’s more than where that came from if you’re up for it.” He says, licking his lips.

“I’m up for anything, Coach.” You say, biting your bottom lip.

“Let’s get to it then, baby.” He says, pulling you on top of him, making a small squeal of excitement leave your lips.

🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅🏅

-Bucky’s Doll

[rogerswifesblog]

Christmas bingo!

Hi, I’ve decided to create s little bingo for y’all!😌 it wasn’t planned and @jamneuromain helped me with some ideas for it but I hope you’ll like it! I hope it’ll get my blog to be a bit more ‘alive’ again after my ‘break’:)

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[holylulusworld]

Traders of love (lust) masterlist

Summary: Our dear readers are in trouble. They sell the only thing they have left. Their body and dignity.

Pairing: Different (multi-fandom) characters x fem!Reader (different reader in every story)

Warnings: angst, kinda prostitution in some chapters, dub-con, extortion, voyeurism, roleplay, smut, virginity kink, pregnancy kink, daddy kink, sir kink, size kink, all the kinks, a/b/o kink, roleplay, loss of virginity, sex for money, blindfolding, a lil bit of feelings, pregnant reader, single mom reader, age gap, DBF trope

A/N: This is not a regularly updated series. It’s a collection of smutty one-shots, with a different character and a different reader in every story.

You can read only single chapters (except for the sequels) they are all connected/in the same universe but can be read as a standalone story. Some (side-)characters will reappear in different chapters.

A/N2: Please head the warnings for all chapters. Some kinks are not for everyone.

A/N3: We will see Lloyd and his reader throughout the whole series. They are the center of the story.

I’m your daddy now (1) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (2) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (3) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Swaying (Mobster!Ari Levinson x Dance instructor!Reader)

Two for one (August Walker x Pregnant!Reader)

Swaying (2) (Mobster!Ari Levinson x Dance instructor!Reader)

Like a virgin (DBF!Bucky Barnes x Virgin!Reader)

Like a virgin (2) (DBF!Bucky Barnes x Virgin!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (4) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Chocolate and roses (Mobster!Sam Wilson x Chocolatier!Reader)

Lawbreaker (Lee Bodecker x Sassy!Reader)

French Kiss (CEO!Nick Fowler x Interpreter!Reader)

Best trade ever (Boss!Steve Rogers x Assistant!Reader)

Wallflower (Rich(Mean)!Loki Laufeyson x Florist!Reader)

Lightning and Thunder (Rich!Thor Odinson x Librarian!Reader)

Every move you make (Jake Jensen x WebCamGirl!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (5) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Damage done (Mobster!Dean Winchester x fem!Reader)

Follow the law (Andy Barber x Criminal!Reader)

I’m your daddy now (6) (Lloyd Hansen x Singlemom!Reader)

Under protection (Reacher x Witness!Reader)

Instinct (Walter Marshall x Prostitute!Reader)

Skyscraper (Sam Winchester x fem!Reader)

Make you sweat (Lance Tucker x Gymnast!Reader)

Undecided addition

Untitled so far (Tony Stark x ???!Reader)

[gremlin-girly]

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[soelstress]

Going For The Gold

Pairing: Lance Tucker x female!reader

Summary: You show the God of Gymnastics what going the distance really means.

Word count: 2.3k

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI , nsfw , sex/smut, p in v sex , unprotected sex , oral sex (m & f receiving)

A/N 1 - This is my second submission for @mercurial-chuckles Smutber Fest. Thank you for extending the smut fest & apologies this is a few days late!

A/N 2 - Prompts - Once again I asked a friend to pick up to five prompts for me... and of course I was given five yet again so two stories it is 🙈 The prompts this time are mirror sex & marathon sex

A/N 3 - GIF from Hyperfixations Galore via Google Do not Steal, Copy or Plagiarize any part of my work

“Hey there gorgeous”. You prayed it was a mistake - that the greeting was not aimed at you. Or better yet, the annoyingly familiar voice did not belong to who you suspected. Surely fate was not that cruel. “I thought I recognised those pretty lips”.

Yep, fate was that cruel. A big patriotic mass plopped into the chair beside yours, ordering tequila. Subtly, you gave him a once over. Lance Tucker hadn’t changed in the year since you’d last met. Still proudly flaunting his Team USA coaching gear, his body appeared to be as toned as ever. For a moment, your gaze lingered on his face. For goodness sake couldn’t he have gotten wrinkles or something, anything to make him a little less appealing? Sonofabitch - he had eye crinkles, looking dignified as he flashed a smile at the bartender. Lusciously thick brown hair, twinkly blue eyes and pouty pink lips that were sinful with a sweet smile. Until he either smirked or opened his mouth... then you wanted to smack him. “Fuck me”. Shit, you hadn’t meant to say that out loud.

“Gladly. My room or yours?” Lance smirked, popping a toothpick into his mouth. Your hand twitched as his lips curled. “Seriously though. What brings you here?”

Leaning back, you took a sip of your drink and watched as he leaned toward you. “Here on business. I go where I’m needed”. He nodded, remembering that you never stayed in one place too long due to your job. “What about you? Last I’d heard you ditched Amherst and flew to sunny LA with Maggie to keep rolling in those gold medals but then your star pupil became your baby mama”.

Lance's smirk faded and he leaned back into his seat, reaching for one of his tequila shots. “The baby wasn’t mine”. He eyed the golden liquid before knocking it back. “She’d been seeing someone before we flew out to LA. She only screwed me to try and claim the kid was mine. Her guy wasn’t too happy about that and told me everything. I reported that she was pregnant, she got kicked off the team and I had to deal with the fallout”.

Your stomach swooped in sympathy. Lance was a Grade A prick and the cockiest asshole you’d ever met - called himself the God of Gymnastics, poached his rivals gold winning protégé and slept with said rival to sabotage her relationship - all in the name of revenge for her bronze medal overshadowing his silver and gold performances years prior. But no one deserved to be lied to like that, especially about a child he believed was his. “I’m sorry, Lance”. 

Lance chuckled mirthlessly, reaching for his second shot. “Bet Greggory will laugh her ass off when you tell her ‘Fucker Tucker’ got fucked himself”.

You shook your head. “I haven’t seen Hope since you two hooked up a year ago. My family were the ones who told me what you were up to these days”.

Lance cocked his head. “A year ago? Wait, that’s when we hooked up as well”. You nodded, not expanding further. Frowning, he turned to face you. “Hey, you’re not mad about that are you? We didn’t have an arrangement-“

Sighing heavily, you took a bigger swig of your drink before fully facing him. “No, I’m not mad that you hooked up with Hope the night after me”. You were telling the truth, you weren’t mad about that. Lance was right - the two of you had no relationship, that last hook up was your first time sleeping together. You had slept with him the first night, but work had prevented you meeting up the next night. You had been on your way to ask Lance if he wanted to hook up again on the third day, but instead you overheard him complaining that Hope had been a bad lay and gone on in vivid detail to describe what had happened between them the night prior which had sounded very similar to your night with him. Though apparently the increased number of positions Hope used hadn’t impressed Lance in the slightest. Shaking your head, you saw Lance had leaned closer and placed his hand over yours. “Seriously Lance, I’m not mad about it”.

Gently, Lance caught your chin and looked at you. Not knowing what he was looking for, you kept his gaze until the smirk teased his mouth again.  “Good. I’m glad”. His thumb brushed your lip, eyes darkening when it popped open. “So… back to my question… your room or mine?”

A big part of you knew this was a mistake. Though it was clear no strings attached was what Lance was offering, no good could come of it. But on the other hand, part of you wanted to see if it would be like your last hook up.

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It was. Exactly the same. Within seconds of entering his room, both of you were naked. You weren’t a gymnast let alone an athlete, barely managing to squeeze a basic fitness routine in your schedule but that didn’t matter to Lance. Just like before he was contorting into various positions, more focused on Olympic gymnastics rather than mattress gymnastics. He’d been at it for a while, changing positions every time you started to settle into a rhythm. Neither of you had cum yet. “Yeah. Yeah. Fuck” he groaned, now shifting to press you against the wall. “Fuckin… God of Gymnastics”. His thrusts began to speed up.

Something inside you snapped. There was no way you’d let him use the same routine with you now that he’d used on you AND Hope last year. And there was not a snowball's chance in Hell you were being left high and dry like before. You were going to make this God pray to you. Shifting, you moved so his cock slipped out when he pulled back. Lance moved on instinct, trying to sink back into you. He froze when your hand gripped his cock tightly. Panting heavily, his eyes never left yours as you began to stroke him. “Last time, we agreed on hot marathon sex. You’ve got stamina, Tucker”. His smirk vanished at your next words. “But you and I have very different opinions about marathon sex. You’re more focused on the positions than the pleasure. So now… I’m gonna coach you”.

You led him, literally by the balls, to the bathroom and started up the walk in shower. Once the water was warm you grabbed the body wash and began to work him over, petting and caressing every line, curve and hollow. A pleased sound escaped you when he reciprocated. He was trying to urge you along by focusing specifically on your breasts, but since he’d skipped the foreplay both times you decided a little retribution was in order. Your hands slid down and he grinned lazily as you slowly began to stroke his cock, giving him a soapy slippery handjob. Once the suds had been rinsed and you saw Lance was close to the edge, you gripped the base of him. His blue eyes burned with lust and confusion. You carefully sank to your knees. Licking your lips, you offered a soft kiss to the tip of his cock. Lance whined softly, hips jutting for more attention. Smiling, you placed wet kisses and licks up and down his shaft watching as the thick flesh seemed to follow your mouth, almost enchanting him like a snake charmer. Eyes locked with his, you slowly began to suck him into your mouth. “Oh fuck!” Lance threw his head back, one arm splaying on the wall to keep his balance while the other tangled into your hair. You slowly continued to suck him in, almost with your nose to the base when his grip tightened and he tried to tug. Your nails dug into his thick thighs and when his gaze landed on you he could see the warning flash in your eyes. His whines cut off when you resumed the tortuous pace, bringing him to the edge twice before stopping. “Fuck… gorgeous… please…” Lance moaned loudly, the noises echoing off the wall and giving you a high that you were making him react this way. Looking up, you gently pushed him back against the chilled wall at the same time you sucked firmly. “FUCK!” Lance cried out, gripping your hair tightly but not pulling as he came in your mouth. Swallowing his spend, you stood and walked out of the shower, grabbing a towel to briskly rub down. Dazedly, Lance followed your example. 

It took him a few seconds but he then moved, caging you against the wall of the shower. The cold was a sharp contrast to your heated body but it felt amazing when Lance pressed his body to yours. His fingers glided over your nipples, down your belly and to the heat between your legs. He teased your entrance before sliding one thick finger in, cursing softly. “So damn snug. God…” He hissed when he slipped in another finger. As he rubbed deep within you he felt your walls begin to tremble. “C’mon gorgeous. Give it to me”. With a moan you tipped into your orgasm, not noticing that Lance dropped to his knees and lifted one of your legs over his shoulder. He stared at your dripping heat, licking his lips. “S’pretty” he murmured, tongue darting out when you clenched around nothing. “I can’t… I gotta” he mumbled before his tongue made a thick long stripe into your folds. “God… you’re liquid gold, gorgeous”. He dove back in with an enthusiasm that surprised you, sounds of satisfaction spilling from him. His nose nudged your clit as he eagerly lapped away. You whimpered when his tongue speared into you. Grabbing his hair you pulled him closer and cried out at his happy moan, the vibrations almost pushing you over the edge. Lance gave a few soft licks to your clit before suckling gently. A long whine echoed in the bathroom as you peaked again.

Looking down, you saw a tiny smirk grace Lance's glistening lips and the ache to take him down a peg resurfaced. Once he stood, you pressed up against him and kissed fiercely. Both of you moaned at the taste of the other’s juices. Jumping up, you wrapped your legs around his waist, one of his arms underneath to support you while the other pulled you tight against him. “Window��� you murmured. His brows shot up to his hairline but he carried you through before carefully setting you down. Turning you pressed away from the glass, arching your back as Lance slowly thrust himself inside you. One hand held you close while the other roamed your body - squeezed your boobs, brushed your clit. A few more circuits had you nearly seeing stars and Lance was also heaven bound before you pulled him tight against you to stop him moving. 

”No! Please gorgeous… ” he pleaded, desperately trying to somehow find that delicious friction. “No… beautiful… please baby”.

“Look, Tucker. Look at yourself”. Glancing up, Lance saw himself in the window reflection. His blue eyes glistened with tears at being denied, his face flushed with desire and his lips swollen from being nibbled and kissed. He whined, wanting so desperately to find his release. “You wanna cum?” 

”Yes. Please gorgeous… baby. Please” he whispered.

”Show me what you got”. 

Bracing his hand against the glass, Lance encouraged you to arch your back more and began to thrust slowly and deeply within you. Feeling his heavy balls start to tighten, he sped up slightly. “No… c’mon gorgeous… need to feel you… please… please baby”. Desperately he sucked at your neck at the same time he tweaked your nipple. Your walls began to quake and his cock jerked within you. Lance whined. “Fuck… feels so good. You feel so good…”

As he continued to thrust, you noticed that his whines were growing higher. Mind whirring, you encouraged him to gently pull out. His movements halted and you glanced down to see his cock was still hard. “Feel good, baby?” Almost shyly, he nodded. “Think you can do one more?” Head cocked, Lance looked adorably innocent for a moment. He nodded again. “Then lay down on the bed”.

Without hesitating Lance laid down, eyes sparkling as you followed. Carefully, you sat on top of him and slowly guided his length into you. You moaned loudly but still heard his whine. “Shit… s’too much baby… I can’t…” 

”Yeah you can”. You gently ran your hands all over his body, kissing and sucking his neck, jaw and lips. “C’mon… c’mon Coach”. At your soft coo, Lance began to buck up into you, hands gripping your waist tightly and keeping you attached to him. “Yes… oh God… Lance!” You cried out as stars exploded in front of you.

Lance silently screamed as you milked him again, the pleasure almost painful. Once both your highs had ended, he held you close. Chest heaving, he saw you tracing figures on his skin. “So… how’d I do in marathon sex Coach?” he murmured.

”Silver”. Shocked, his eyes darted to you. “Your initial efforts were half assed at best though your performance did improve”. Lance's lip trembled. “But then again you know practice makes perfect…”. As you smirked, you felt a gentle nudge against your inner thigh. “Ready to go for gold?”

[matt0044]

What we can learn from “The Jaune Arc Discourse” (TM).

Well, to start with, people are really resistant to being corrected on lies at worst or overstatements at best.

Like if nothing else, the Does RWBY Like Women poll was illuminating in how it showed me that a veeeeeery weird myth about Jaune Arc has persisted beyond its true relevancy.

Volume 1 of RWBY features Jaune Arc in the spotlight for… what? Four episodes? The minutes of each adding up to roughly twenty minutes, the length of an average TV episode?

While he was featured in the previous storyline where we are given an eight episode arc introducing us to our eight main protagonists, he was a lot more… ancillary as comic relief. A discount Lavernius Tucker with Felix’s voice if you will.

He's Vomit Boy in episode one. Episode two has him introduced more formally as somebody who helps up Ruby after a bad first impression on Weiss. He later appears more prominently pining over Weiss and catching Pyrrha's attention before falling to bracing himself in being catapulted into the Emerald Forest.

He's bailed out by Pyrrha and it's set up that he's in over his head by not knowing what Aura is or at least wanting to know how it works. An exposition sponge as I heard on fan call it. I could go on but the point is that all signs pointed to a Butt Monkey Ron Stoppable sort who was likely there for cheap laughs.

Amusing enough but I worried if that's all he'd be personally. Lord knows that some movies give the Comic Relief character too much comic relief and, well, not enough character. But after Ruby and Weiss have their leader/lance headbutting, the four episodes that followed reassured me that there'd be more to Jaune than meets the eyes.

But to circle back to the main thesis, it's actually fascinating that the myth of Jaune hijacking the narrative for himself is this pervasive when the offending story in question... is very much a self-contained character piece. It's way less about the wider story involving Ozpin, Roman Torchwick (at the time) and the White Fang.

It has relevance in how Pyrrha starts mentoring Jaune after he deals with Cardin and gets over himself (for now) which trickles down into future stories. Even then, the next story arc right back with Team RWBY with nary a sign of the everyman in question. A story arc that does deal with elements of the main plot, leading directly into Volume 2.

And in Volume 2, Jaune trying to woo Weiss and being ignorant to Pyyrha's advancements was just a subplot scattered in the first half of the story. It very much piggybacks off of Team RWBY's whole deal.

Volume 3 has what I consider to be a reversal of what's been known as Trinity Syndrome.

Namely the sort where a male character goes off the square off with the main villain mano-e-mano after shoving the female character/his love interest away so she won't get hurt. An egrigious example being when the love interest CAN FIGHT and back him up.

However, Pyyrha instead shoves Jaune out of the way after kissing him and goes off to face Cinder in a very fatal battle. It was honestly a brilliant (as much as the term may be disliked these days) subversion of the cliche.

And it’s Ruby who sees her death and gets the trauma induced power up. Jaune only has a scene of angst before that and was the one to call Ruby to have her try and back up the one he just realized he loved.

Jaune from that point on is an Everyman Protagonist who is forced to remember that he’s not THE protagonist. Yet the myth persistently proclaims that he hijacks the narrative from the titular Team RWBY despite only four episodes being wholly dedicated to him and his head space.

How did we get here?

Well… there’s the fact that not everyone finished Volume 1 and that not everybody, well, watched RWBY. And that would be fine on its own. You gave it a shot and it wasn’t your cuppa joe. You saw the trailer but clicked on something else.

I get it. That’s fine. Contrary to popular belief, nobody in the FNDM will really fault you for it. Less fine is when you spread faulty readings of RWBY and from those heavily biased against it no less.

It cannot be emphasized enough that tearing into RWBY is a cottage industry on YouTube. Hbomberguy might have the biggest platform but you’ll find multiple channels with lengthy series on “RWBY bad, here why.” And they are actually amongst the FNDM. They know how the YT Algorithm game is played, how it rewards engagement above all else. And sadly, negativity and rage pay more bills.

It’s why there are few positive videos or at least few that are pushed into the recommendations. Many often borrow the same points from each other born from the V1 days, namely that Jaune is allegedly given favoritism by the writers while we somehow “don’t know who the main girls are.”

From four episodes.

I also think it’s also to do with how it’s not that he actually did steal screentime… so much as many anticipated he would. A lot of shows and movies I grew up with would have strong female characters but any potential they had was hindered by the male lead and his hero’s journey. See the above Trinity Syndrome I referenced.

But Jaune didn’t do that. Even when he was central to an event like his semblance being awakened, it’s a healing/power boost that he gives to others. Weiss getting skewered might’ve brought it out but it lead to her getting back into the fray while he was largely to the sides.

Seems more like he shares screentime if anything.

People cling to these myths despite legit fans actually pointing out, “Hey, that’s not true actually and here’s why,” because that hate being told they are wrong more than being wrong. And because there are many around these who reinforce this “truth,” they feel content with it. No need to challenge it when it “feels” right.

So Jaune Arc stole screentime. Because that’s what “everyone else” is saying. By you need to question popular opinions. You need to realize that sometimes… a fan community is based on lies.

”Trust me, bro” is not the gotcha you think it is.

[sashaisready]

Masterlist

Hi! Welcome to my stories. Happy to have you here.

I’m relatively new to tumblr and have previously written fics/multi chapter series for Sebastian Stan characters x Reader on Ao3 and Wattpad under yoyo43388 (I’m in the process of copying them over to here too but I’m lazy and hate formatting lol)

You can the full list of my longer works at:

Ao3 / Wattpad

I’d love to hear from you if you have any feedback or comments 🥰

Please note all of my work is for 18+ audiences. And I don’t respond/post any abusive anon asks so you’re wasting your time if you try!

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Fics

👔 Nick Fowler

Under the Radar

🦾 Bucky Barnes

The Blood Pact (Vampire AU)

Sweet and Sour (Mob AU)

Starting Over (Mob AU)

This Must Be The Place (Biker AU)

Since You've Been Gone (post TFATWS setting)

Bucky as your boyfriend

Grocery shopping with Bucky

You fought with Bucky

New Year with Bucky

The ‘You’ Problem (One Shot)

🚓 Lee Bodecker

I'm Still Here

Awakened

Your Heart Belongs to Me

Lee as your boyfriend

🥇 Lance Tucker

Feel The Burn (also feat. Destroyer!Chris)

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[imyourbratzdoll]

So.. I had this ask for a long time... Its for Lance tucker.. Its kinda angst.. Hope you like it..maybe reader was the assistant of Lance, and she loved him? But Lance only called her whenever he wanted sex, which reader accepted thinking she maybe wasn't pretty enough or was maybe too ugly or fat for someone to love her.and plus Reader was slightly younger than Hope and Lance, and in reality she was really pretty but Lance's arrogance couldn't see it. So when they went to the competition, reader finally had the courage to confess, and when she was walking towards Lance she met Ben, the man who was with Hope for the competition, they talked for a while but stopped when Reader saw Ben looking at something behind him and all the colour from his face slowly fading away, reader was also about to turn but Ben quickly grabbed her shoulders knowing her feelings for Lance and said "Don't.. Just.. Don't.. Its Lance and Hope they uh.. Are.." Reader knew what it meant..she gae him a sad smile and left, without turning back, as soon as She was out of the eye shot of Ben she started crying her heart out, maybe next day Lance came in her room to spend time with her but then he saw that the room was all cleaned up a letter of resignation was on the table, Lance quickly opened the letter and read that Reader had quit and left the place last night, suddenly Lance felt anger in him, angry that how could reader leave him, then crying because he felt alone and realised he had loved her.. Now years later Lance, now a more famous trainer, suddenly sees reader in one of his employees game, he gets happy and goes towards her to talk to her but stops when he sees a small little girl running upto her and hugging her tightly, Lance's heart breaks at this but reader sees him and calls out his name, he turns back and gives her a small smile, the three of them go to a cafe and talk, Lance compliments how cute reader's daughter is and then reader's says something like "Yeah.. She is just like her father.. Lance Tucker..."

that was a wonderful, lovely story💗 thank you for sharing it with me💗

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Vera I'm so sorry you are still shadowbanned! I wish tumblr would get their stuff together.

For the fanfic writer's asks: 1,5,12,25,55,69,71

Hope you have fun answering them <3

Hi, yeah the shadowban is….ugh, annoying. Definitely annoying.

Thank you for the questions!

1. Do you daydream a lot before you write, or go for it as soon as the ideas strike?

Oh wow…I think I daydream more than I write. I daydream all the time and I’m pretty sure half the stuff that’s in my head I’ve never even started writing. But if I finally start writing then I’m not stopping till it’s done lol

I’ll sit the next few days on a one shot or chapter or whatever and I need to finish it. 😂😂

5. How many wips do you have?  What fandoms/pairings are they for?

Fuck I- I don’t know

Let’s see

The au’s with @jamneuromain “broken bones and broken hearts” ( Steve Rogers x reader) & “together or not at all” (Steve Rogers x reader, Nick Gant x reader, Johnny storm x reader, Jake Jensen x reader) in the second one is a lot ready and there’s also a loooot of smut lol just so y’all know

Then there’s “drownin siren” Steve Rogers x mermaid reader

I’ve planned a sub!mafia!Bucky Barnes x reader one shot

A meet-cute for Stucky!! Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

I have a Lloyd Hansen x reader smut Drabble ( ready to post actually)

Oh Noise pt 3, Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes x Reader smut, which is nearly finished [ pt 1 is here pt 2 here ]

I’m planning a grumpy!roommate!Curtis x reader au :) but haven’t started one this one yet

Oh god there’s also pretty boy pt 2, sub!Steve Rogers x reader smut [ pt 1 is here ]

Omg i still have more; mean!dom!steve Rogers x villain!(sub)reader

Is it weird that I’m already planning my kinktober list? But yeah I’m doing that too

I have also a pt two to the Lance tucker shot “stretch you (out)” that I think I haven’t posted yet?

I’m working on so many things rn fuck I hadn’t noticed until now

12. Do you outline your fics?  If yes, how detailed are your outlines?  How far do you stray from them?

Sometimes yes, I definitely some background stories and I like planning how every character met or if they had any relationships before with them etc

Definitely also about their family history or school

But I don’t think more than that

25. What’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?

I love making moodboards hahhahaha

I like writing because of all the possibilities i have!

And also interacting with people. I know many people don’t leave feedback and that’s okay BUT when i finally see Someone comment or reblog something even with just a emoji or gif I’m in heaven. It makes me so so happy to talk about my work or answer questions. Idk, I just love interacting with others. I’d say im really shy in rl and it’s just so much better on tumblr. Here I feel like I found my people and I can be myself:)

55. Have you noticed any patterns in your fics?  Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?

“He felt blood rush to his cheeks, making him blush”

I use this often or always the -ing verb form

I feel like there’s also always some kind of misunderstanding? There are definitely a few oneshots and fics with this trope

There was something else I wanted to addd but I forgot what

69. What are your favorite fic at the moment?

Ohhhh I love “in the snow” By @postmodernmulticoloredcloak

71. Do you spend more time reading or writing?

Id say it depends on the day. Sometimes I’m writing all day long and the next day I’m reading all the time:)

Thank you for all these questions!!!!! Love you!!!!!!

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Sebastian Stan characters finding out you’re pregnant » Lance Tucker

Pairings: Lance Tucker x Female Reader

Summary: Lance finds out you’re pregnant.

Warnings: Fluff, language, mention of sex (18+), pet names

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

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

Lance wouldn’t believe you at first till you show him the positive pregnancy test.

The first words out of his mouth would be “Are you sure it’s mine?”.

You and him would get in an argument about it at first and you say “It takes two people to make a baby, Lance!”

He would eventually come around to the idea of having a baby with you.

Him nicknaming you Sexy Mama.

Hope being mean to you. Lance would immediately tell her off and make her apologize to you.

Lance telling you how much he loves you and the baby.

Lance being the horny fucker he is asks “Can we have sex while you’re pregnant?”

Him being weirded out with your pregnancy cravings, but goes with it.

Lance saying something dirty like “Do you think you’re still flexible while you’re pregnant?”

Him shamelessly staring at your breasts as they get bigger during your pregnancy.

Lance saying “That’s the gold inside of you.” with a smirk on his face and with his hand on your growing baby bump.

You stealing his clothes cause yours don’t fit you.

Lance giving you amazing massages.

Him trying his best to comfort you through your mood swings.

He would buy a parenting book on what to expect during pregnancy and after the baby is born.

People at the gym calling you “The god of gymnastics’s baby mama”.

Lance talking to the baby and tells him or her “I’m the god of gymnastics.”

You two don’t mind what the gender of the baby is just as long as the baby is healthy. Lance secretly wanting a girl.

He would be an overprotective dad after the baby is born.

Lance being the horny fucker he always is would want you all the time.

He had a hard time keeping his hands off of you before you got pregnant and now he would have an even harder time keeping his hands off of you.

Lance being speechless the first time he feels the baby kick.

His hand on your belly when you two are cuddling or sleeping.

He would be confused on how to build the crib, but he’d eventually get it.

Him wanting to design the nursery with gold metals.

Over all, he would be so happy and excited to have a baby with you.

[bookclub4m]

Episode 180 - Pulp

This episode we’re talking about the fiction genre of Pulp! We talk about aliens, Mounties, sleuths, and vigilantes as discuss what counts as pulp and what doesn’t!

You can download the podcast directly, find it on Libsyn, or get it through Apple Podcasts, Stitcher, Google Podcasts, or your favourite podcast delivery system.

In this episode

Anna Ferri | Meghan Whyte | Matthew Murray | Jam Edwards

Things We Read (or tried to…)

Zenith Rand, Planet Vigilante by Richard Tooker

The Aliens by Murray Leinster

“All the Colors of the Rainbow” by Leigh Brackett

Republished in The Future is Female! 25 Classic Science Fiction Stories by Women, from Pulp Pioneers to Ursula K. Le Guin edited by Lisa Yaszek

The Blaft Anthology of Tamil Pulp Fiction, Vol. I edited by Rakesh Khanna, translated by Pritham K. Chakravarthy

Sally the Sleuth by Adolphe Barreaux - Forward by Tim Hanley

Scarlet Riders: Pulp Fiction Tales of the Mounties edited by Don Hutchison

Planet Scumm - Issue 15: Major Arcana

The Battle of York by James Stoddard

Other Media We Mentioned

Two-Fisted Library Stories on itch.io

Encyclopedia of Pulp Fiction Writers by Lee Server

Sensuous Science Fiction from the Weird and Spicy Pulps edited by Sheldon Jaffery

McSweeney's Enchanted Chamber of Astonishing Stories edited by Michael Chabon

A Study in Emerald by Neil Gaiman (Wikipedia)

The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde (Wikipedia)

Links, Articles, and Things

Episode 179 - Battle of the Books 2023

The Fantastical Pulp Art of 1960s and ’70s Mexico

Two-Fisted Library Stories on itch.io

The Shadow (Wikipedia)

Pulp collections available online:

The Pulp Magazines Project: “an archive of all-fiction pulpwood magazine from 1896-1946”

The Pulp Magazine Archive at Internet Archive

Weird menace (Wikipedia)

Episode 19: Weird Fiction (not “New Weird” as Matthew says)

Sauron (comics) (Wikipedia)

Betty Ross (Wikipedia)

Heritage Minutes: Sam Steele

Canada Vignettes: Log Driver's Waltz

15 Pulp Novels & Anthologies by BIPOC Authors

Every month Book Club for Masochists: A Readers’ Advisory Podcasts chooses a genre at random and we read and discuss books from that genre. We also put together book lists for each episode/genre that feature works by BIPOC (Black, Indigenous, & People of Colour) authors. All of the lists can be found here.

Adios Muchachos by Daniel Chavarría, translated by Carlos Lopez

Ring Shout by P. Djèlí Clark

Bad Men and Wicked Women by Eric Jerome Dickey

Four Bullets for Dillon by Derrick Ferguson

The Green Lama: Scions by Adam Lance Garcia

The Banks by Roxane Gay and Ming Doyle

A Rage in Harlem by Chester Himes

Blind Corners by Jemir Robert Johnson

It Came from Del Rio by Stephen Graham Jones

The Blaft Anthology of Tamil Pulp Fiction edited by Rakesh Khanna, translated by Pritham K. Chakravarthy

Vengeance is Mine, All Others Pay Cash by Eka Kurniawan, translated by Annie Tucker

Once Upon a Time in Afrika by Balogun Ojetade

One-Shot Harry by Gary Phillips

Black Pulp II edited by Kimberly Richardson

Trail of Lightning by Rebecca Roanhorse

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Join us again on Tuesday, August 22nd when we’ll be talking about books and other media we’ve recently enjoyed!

Then on Tuesday, September 5th when we’ll be discussing the format of Lyric Poetry!

[abbatoirablaze]

SDAU-Outside Your Station, Chapter 2

Word Count:  736

“Listen kid, it’s for the best that you just stay away from Tucker and his girlfriend.”

Peter’s eyes shot up from the sidewalk and he looked to see Tony standing there, casually walking beside him, “Mr. Stark.  Wha-what are you doing here?”

“How many times have I asked you to call me Tony, hmm?” Tony teased, “you know, you would think that you’d be more than happy that I allow you to call me Tony instead of Brother Stark, like I make everyone else do.  Hell, you should be happy I’ve taken an interest in you, kid.  I’m kind of a big deal around here, and I’ve decided to adopt you as my little brother, pledge.”

“I am.  Very happy!”

“Good,” he smiled, “now listen here kid.  You need to really follow what I say about Tucker and his girlfriend, St. Claire.  I saw how you looked at her, and let me tell you, she’s not what you think she is.  She’s a real bitch.”

“But she’s my-“

Tony stopped, pushing Peter until his back hit the brick building behind them, “didn’t I just tell you that she’s not what you think she is?  I know what you’re going to say she is, and let me repeat it…she’s not.”

Peter nervously nodded, “yes Mr. Stark-er, Tony.”

“She’s a species-ist, kid,” Tony said firmly, watching for Peter’s reactions, “St. Claire comes from the wolf pack up North, and her family is one of the more arrogant ones.  They’re old money and have expectations for her to mate with a wolf, like herself.  They look down on anyone that’s not a wolf, old money or not.  Hell they petitioned this school about letting humans go here.  You know that Harry Potter shit?  Yeah, they’re like the followers of that Michael Jackson looking guy!”

“Michael Jackson guy?”

“The evil bald guy with no nose,” Tony said quickly, a roll of his eyes adding to the effect that he really didn’t want to be explaining himself, “You know what I’m talking about.”

“You mean Voldemort?”

“Yes…they’re like the followers of Voldemort.”

“The death eaters!” he exclaimed, “wait…I’m sure they’re not that bad.  The death eaters were notorious for killing people as well as torture!”   

“H-how do you know all of this?” Tony asked, his brow furrowing as Peter got pulled down his rabbit hole of pop culture, “you know what, it doesn’t matter.  I’m trying to warn you, kid.  You need to stay away from her.  She won’t be good for you.  And she’s not your-“

“Mate…” Peter finished dreamily, seeing her across the quad, Lance nowhere in sight.  She must have smelled him as well, because her vision snapped in his direction, and Tony pushed the two of them into the bushes. 

“No, she’s not your mate!” Tony argued, slapping the younger fox, “get that out of your head right now, Parker.”

“But she-“

“Stop it, right now,” Tony urged, “because if Lance hears you saying that about his girlfriend, he’ll lose his mind!”

XX

“PARKER!”

Peter turned around, stopping the chores he’d been asked to do from the president of the chapter, Ari.  His breath stole away in his throat as he stared at Regina angrily stalking towards him.  He could tell that she was upset from the bitter tinges of her scent, but he was desperately drawn to her. 

“R-regina!”

“You need to fuck off!” she spat, closing the distance between them.  Peter was surprised to hear the vulgar words coming from her lips, but was even more surprised when she pushed him, “you need to back out of my relationship!”

“Wha-what are you talking about?”

“Someone told Lance that you think you’re my mate!”

“I-“

“WE’RE NOT MATES!” she all but yelled in his face, “I’M A WOLF.  I COULD NEVER BE MATED TO A PATHETIC FOX OMEGA!”

“I-“

“DO YOU HEAR WHAT I’M SAYING?” she scolded, “DO YOU PARKER? ”

Peter looked around nervously.  People were starting to come out of their Greek houses and were looking at them, “Regina…I can feel it.  We-“

“WE ARE NOT MATES!” She screamed, cutting him off as she repeated her earlier statement, “I WOULD NOT EVER WANT SOMEONE LIKE YOU AS MY MATE, PETER PARKER.  AND IF I HAVE TO REJECT YOU THEN FINE.  I REJECT YOU, PETER PARKER AS MY MATE.  SO LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE AND GO CLIMB BACK OUT OF WHATEVER FOXHOLE YOU LEFT!”

[ostianshadow]

amitieos​:

She had been right to expect him to give this his all. The dagger is thrown so quickly she hardly sees it coming, soaring through the air until it meets its mark. A precise, cutting strike intended to send her flying, figuratively speaking. Hanging on to the reins for dear life, she has to calm her poor, terrified pegasus and misses the chance to retaliate.

“Ouch! Impeccable shot though, you really caught me off guard there.” Chrysaor’s wings steady beneath her as the pair regain their comfort in the air. Once she’s certain he’s calmed himself, Elincia sets off and gives chase. “Now, I could turn a blind eye if it was just me getting hurt. You scared the living daylights out of my best friend though, there‘a a penalty for that I’m afraid.

Elincia initiates with Killer Lance. Roll d20: 8! Hit. -2 damage.

Elincia has 1.5 HP remaining.

Matthew has been defeated.

“Phew! That was fun! Can I give you a lift to the med tent? You were a valiant opponent, I think I could do with seeing one of the priests too.”

Of course she’s one of those horse girls what care for their mounts more than themselves. Matthew never could understand it, really, but he appreciates the danger all the same:

with his attempt at wit, he’s sealed his own doom.

That scary lance charges for him and oh heavens he does Not want a piece of that, nope, and-

Ow.

“I yield, I yield…!”

He doesn’t much fancy resembling a pin cushion, thanks much.

She halts her attack (thank goodness - Matthew breathes a sigh of relief) and instead, she offers… a lift?

“Milady, I would be most grateful.” He still isn’t sure about ‘valiant,’ but at this point he’s too tuckered to argue. Though he’d much rather fly under the radar, it is perhaps not so bad to be complimented on his fighting now and again. Still, he winces as he trudges forward, and oof, that smarts. . .!

Yeah. Thank goodness for her kindness. Really.

He settles behind her carefully, and finds himself still in a good mood. And so, with a smile in his voice:

“Thanks for the match.”

Thunder roars overhead, sharp winds whistle through the trees. Things are turning ugly out there, and it's not just the weather we're talking about.

He's had time to recuperate a little since his unfortunate encounter with a particularly solid stick that last round, thankfully, but the number of haggard looking bodies Matthew's spied limping back to the infirmary... Yikes!

People are taking this way too seriously, the whole lot of 'em.

As he creeps around another bend, he halts suddenly. There's the snuffling sound of a horse - no, he corrects upon hearing the feathery ruffle of feathers, a pegasus - and there...!

A frightening lance whose business end he does not want to get poked by, not if he can help it. He's still half hidden by a few bushes right now. And the thing is just about within reach. . .

He's made it this far thanks to his sticky fingers,

so why stop now?

CRACK!

Matthew attempts to Steal Killer Lance! Roll: 9-2= 7 ; MISS.

Oh. That is the sound of a tree branch falling from overhead. Small, but enough that he feels so inclined to dip back, out of the way. And there's no way anyone's not going to want to at least glance back at the thing that'd almost fallen on them.

He offered his best and most charming smile - even with dagger in hand, and body low, at the ready.

"Nice weather we're having, isn't it?"

Oh, he is so busted...

Rain continues to pour down, rumbles of thunder rolling across the fields. It makes her pegasus whinny nervously but Elincia does her best to keep a bright smile on her face and a positive attitude. They've faced far worse than a mock battle and a spot of bad weather together after all.

"It's okay, buddy. I'll protect you, don't worry." Busy reassuring her partner she almost misses a pair of sticky fingers reach out for her lance. Again? Yet a flash of lightning and a falling tree branch give her the opening to pull Chrysaor out of the way.

Clumsily, she swoops in with her lance, catching a glancing blow against the would be thief before offering a response.

Roll d20: 5! Barely hit. -1HP damage.

"Lovely weather, really. Perfect day for a nice little stroll around Gronder Field, don't you agree?" This time she takes the initiative, readying the lance in her hands. Still wearing a smile, she dives down and performs the technique she's been practicing recently. Whilst the rain throws her aim off slightly, it's a solid hit all the same.

Elincia uses Knightkneeler. Roll d20+2: 10. -2 damage. Darting Blow triggers. Elincia will perform a follow up attack after Matthew's counterattack.

Elincia has 5/5HP remaining. Matthew has 2/5 HP remaining.

[moonbeambucky]

Date Night

Pairing: Lance Tucker x Reader Word Count: 2685 Warnings: fluffy fluff

Summary: Valentine’s Day brings a pleasant surprise when you’re asked to go out on a date by someone other than Lance

A/N: It’s been forever since I posted but with Valentine’s Day coming up I thought I should share this special story of my favorite family. Thank you to my beautiful pizza love @all1e23​​​ for beta reading ❤️

“Daddy?” Lance’s heart began to beat rapidly at the unexpected voice, letting out a sigh of relief as it was only Theo asking for a snack.

“Sure buddy, gimme a second, alright?” Lance responded, smiling back at Theo and Cashew who was practically his shadow.

Theo nodded but didn’t wait at the door, instead he went into the garage where his Dad was looking for something. Lance’s car was not in the driveway leaving Theo a lot of space to run around with his toy, making his superhero action figure narrowly fly over bicycles lined up against the wall, storage shelves and his old play wagon. Cashew playfully followed them both, though his ears perked up and he turned as Lance spoke. 

“Perfect,” Lance grinned, putting back the bin that stored the Halloween decorations.

Theo ran back over curiously, wondering what his Dad was doing. With Valentine’s Day almost a week out Lance found the perfect hiding spot for the gift he got you. 

“Don’t tell Mommy, okay? It’s a surprise. Pinky promise?” Lance held out his lifted pinky to Theo who locked his with his Dad’s, shaking enthusiastically. “You too Cashew,” he said, warning the dog to stop sniffing around his hiding spot.

Going back inside the house Theo bounced his toy off the wall, making sounds as it flew to the next surface he passed until they reached the kitchen. He placed the figure down on top of the table for a moment so he could pull out the chair, climbing onto it with his knees and left it to the side as he continued coloring his Valentine’s Day card for Ori. Cashew sat patiently on the floor beside him, hoping that food would soon find its way from the table to his mouth.

“Okay Theo, what kind of snack do you want?” Lance asked over his shoulder, standing in front of the refrigerator with his hand on the door ready to open it.

Theo answered casually as he continued to play, “Grilled cheese.”

“Grilled cheese!” Lance let go of the door and turned around completely. “Theo, we’re having dinner soon, we can’t have grilled cheese as a snack. How about something else? Apples and string cheese?”

Theo shook his head. If the cheese wasn’t grilled he wasn’t interested. He didn’t want any of his Dad’s suggestions, yogurt, grapes or even goldfish crackers.

“Help me out here buddy, ummm…” Lance opened the fridge to see what they actually had. His eyes lit up at the container on the middle shelf. “Guacamole?”

Theo bounced in his chair, nodding his head as he repeated, “Guaca-a-molie!” 

Lance took out the container and quickly sliced up some carrots, celery and bell peppers for them both to snack on. 

“What did you get mommy?” Theo asked, before tossing a carrot to Cashew. 

A soft smile spread across Lance’s face as he detailed the necklace he bought you, two tiny gold bars engraved with Ariel and Theo’s initials on a delicate chain. “And this weekend mommy and I are going out on a date.” With the holiday falling in the middle of the week it was easier to arrange for his in-laws to watch the kids on Saturday so Lance could take you out. 

“What’s a date?” the curious six year old asked.

Lance is surprised, certain it’s come up before from the times your parents have been gracious enough to come up and watch Ariel and Theodore, sometimes for a night, sometimes for a weekend. 

He finishes chewing his food, taking a pause to wipe his mouth and think about how he’s going to answer, “Well for Mommy and I, going on a date is a way we can have special time together to show how much we love each other. So I’m taking Mommy out to dinner.”

Lance could see the wheels in Theo’s head turning, waiting for any more questions he might have. He’s happy to answer them, proud he can show Theo and Ariel what a healthy and loving relationship between two people can be. 

“What story do you want to read tonight Pumpkin?” you asked, looking over all of the different choices on Theo’s bookshelf. 

Theo was silent but not because he was choosing a book. With a little hesitation he squeaked, “Mommy, is it okay if Daddy reads me a story tonight?” 

His eyes were as big and round as Cashew’s when he would beg to go outside despite a hurricane, yet Theo also had worry swirling inside his stare. Your smile eased his fears and you didn’t take it personally.

Lance was standing outside the bathroom in the hallway with his head looking down at his phone. The door was ajar for him to listen in case Ariel needed him. She began taking showers by herself at the start of the year, a big step that neither you or Lance were prepared for since it meant she was growing up. Still at eight years old, “Almost eight and a half!” Ariel’s voice echoed in your head, you wanted to be cautious. 

“Theo wants you to read to him tonight,” you said, as Lance lifted his head up. You traded jobs for the night, stealing a kiss before you settled against the wall waiting for Ariel.

The moment Lance walked into Theo’s room he froze, as Theo zoomed past him to shut the door. 

“What’s goin’ on buddy?” Lance asked with a bit of parental concern.

Theo smiled, motioning for his Dad to sit on his bed with him. Once there, Theo brought his hand up beside his face as his mouth carried excited whispers into his dad’s ear. 

You woke up softly to the gentle touch of Lance’s lips, delicate as the petals of a flower he presses them on your skin; each one causing a bloom of happiness that radiates out from your heart. You smile staring back at him, lifting your hand to caress his cheek as your voice rasps with the remnants of sleep.

“G’morning my love.” 

He shifts himself for you to cuddle close, enjoying the early moments of the dawn, before the alarm goes off, before the kids wake up, before Cashew needs to go out, before the world wants to take your attention away from each other. 

Your head finds a comfortable spot against him, a tiny smile tugs at your lips when his arm wraps around your body keeping you snug. The arm that isn’t curled under you finds its way onto his chest, your palm presses against it feeling Lance’s firm body beneath his plain white t-shirt. 

His hand covered yours against him as Lance murmured, “Happy Valentine’s Day, Y/N.”

Your head lifted up towards Lance, a smile gracing your face as you repeated the words back to him, your lips connecting for a languid kiss. The weeks have been busy between work and Ariel’s upcoming recital you had nearly forgotten today was Valentine’s Day. And as cheesy and cliché as it sounds you can’t help but feel like every day is a celebration of your love by the way Lance reminds you. 

You couldn’t wait until Saturday, to go out on a much needed date with the love of your life and enjoy each other’s company away from the responsibilities of the real world. Your children always came first but it was nice to be able to do something just for yourselves.

With a glance towards the clock you smirk, a flash of desire burns in your eyes as you and Lance race against the clock before Ariel and Theo wake up. At least by now you’ve learned to lock your bedroom door. 

After a quick shower your morning is filled with even more love, from the hugs and kisses Ariel and Theo gave you to Cashew’s broad tongue licking at your cheek. A special pink frosted dog treat settled him down as you helped serve the heart shaped pancakes Lance made everyone for breakfast.

Lance was dropping the kids off to school this morning and you made sure their backpacks had the Valentine’s they filled out for their classmates. You had a lot to do before you would be picking them up after school and the time always seems to fly by the busier you are. You had an interview scheduled with Serena Williams, someone you had been looking to speak with for quite some time now so you were very excited. 

As you entered your office something caught your eye on the desk. You smiled at the folded construction paper in carnation pink, turning it over to look at the front covered in red hearts and cupid stickers.

Opening it up you couldn’t stop the smile that spread from ear to ear. Red crayon written by an unpolished hand wrote the details: 

                                        You are invited to                                                 A DATE

                           Date: Valentine’s Day... TODAY!!!                                        Time: dinner time                                         Place: my house

                                        Love, Theodore

You waited a bit before calling Lance to be sure the kids were dropped off at school. He answered with a cheerful greeting and you teased, “Looks like I have a date tonight.”

He let out a soft chuckle. “Yeah, I think I heard something about that. Theo’s a very lucky guy.”

“There’s more than enough room in my heart for both of you,” you teased, pressing a kiss to his lips.

Ariel rushed to change into her leotard, not realizing she was going to be running late for dance class. She couldn’t help it, she was on the phone with her friends Cassie and Leo in New York, FaceTiming as they all opened the Valentine’s gifts they sent each other. After that call, she did the same with Ollie and they ended up spending a lot more time talking than she planned for. 

Normally Ariel would hate being late but she didn’t mind at all talking to him. It was something she made time for every day even if their conversations weren’t always as long as she wanted them to be.

Before she went downstairs she placed the plush doll Ollie got her of Lady from Lady and the Tramp on her bed and unclasped the necklace from around the dog’s neck. It was a beautiful golden heart shaped locket with a tiny ballet slipper charm beside it. She opened the locket to find a picture of them together from when they met all those months ago on vacation. 

A smile extended far beyond the limits of her face and Ariel made no attempts to hide it. You eyed the locket around her neck before she slipped on a light sweatshirt. 

“Is that from Ollie?” you practically sang, knowing the answer already. A smile poked through the top of her shirt as she put it on, enthusiastically nodding her head as she showed off the necklace. “It’s beautiful sweetheart.” 

Lance was taking Ariel out to dinner after dance class. You were happy they were spending the evening together. She wasn’t the jealous type but you and Lance always tried to make sure everything was fair between her and Theo.

“Dad and I are going to Doc’s for pancakes tonight,” she said proudly. 

“Pancakes twice in one day. Aren’t you a lucky girl!”

Lance grinned awkwardly realizing Ariel should probably have a better dinner but if his Starfish wanted pancakes for dinner then she was having pancakes. He kissed you quickly, smiling against your lips as Theo told you guys to hurry up.

“She’s all yours,” Lance said as he and Ariel left.

Turning around you saw Theo dressed in a short sleeve white shirt tucked into his jeans, wearing one of Lance’s navy patterned ties. In his hand was a single rose that he held out for you.

“Hi mommy,” he smiled, walking over to give you the flower, “Happy Valentine’s Day.” 

You could already tell your cheeks were going to ache before the night was up from smiling so much. Theo held your hand as he led you outside to the table Lance had most likely helped him set up. A small vase of a few roses sat in the center of the table, with flameless candles flickering around it. Plastic flutes were filled with a liquid that looked too gold to be champagne and a bright red plate was placed upside down, covering whatever you were about to eat. 

“This is beautiful Theo, thank you.” He pulled out the chair for you to sit, going to his own as you scooched closer to the table. 

“Oh!” he gasped and Cashew picked his head up at the sound. You pet him quickly and he eased back down, a welcome third wheel to your date. Theo dug into his pocket to pull something out. “You have to wear it,” he said, handing you a crumbled tie. 

Giggles erupted as you took the fabric. This was a fancy date after and according to Theo if you weren’t wearing a dress you had to wear a tie. You looped it through into a loose knot around your neck, excitedly awaiting for Theo to reveal what he said he cooked. On his count you lifted the plates covering your meal, smiling as you saw a peanut butter and jelly sandwich beside a handful of goldfish crackers on one side and apple slices on the other.

“Wow, you cooked this Theo?” you asked.

He nodded proudly. “Sometimes when you and Daddy cook dinner I help but this, but this time I cooked and I made Daddy help me.”

Taking a bite you hummed in satisfaction, “Mmm you both did a great job. It’s delicious!” 

Bringing the flute to your lips you tasted the sweetness of apple juice that helped wash away some of the sticky peanut butter from your teeth. Theo went on to tell you about his day, filling you in on the kindergarten gossip of who likes who.

“And then at lunch Gabby was sad because she had strawberry milk and she didn’t like it so I gave her my vanilla milk but I didn’t drink the strawberry milk because I don’t like it either.”

Your heart swelled at Theo’s generosity, knowing you and Lance are raising a kindhearted person. 

“That was really sweet of you Theo, I’m very proud.” Nothing could wipe the smile off your face and you couldn’t wait to tell Lance about this, including the fact that his son also hates strawberry milk as much as he does. 

With dinner finished Theo held the plates against him as he walked inside the house as you took in the flowers, candles and glasses, with the tablecloth thrown over your shoulder. Everything was placed on the kitchen counter leaving the few dishes to be done later since you wanted to spend as much time together with your sweet boy.

You thanked him for dinner, asking if he wanted to watch a movie together and he suggested The Little Mermaid. 

“Daddy told me that on a date you have to show how much you love them, so I want you to watch your favorite movie because I love you.”

You kneeled to the floor, opening your arms up for him to step closer to you, wrapping them around his body and giving him a kiss on the cheek. “I love you too.”

Theo grabbed your cheeks bringing his pursed lips close until they reached your cheek. He pressed them hard into skin as he emphasized a kissing sound. “I love you three!” he giggled.

“I love you four!”

“I love you more!” he said loudly, laughing as you squeezed him a little tighter, peppering quick pecks all over his face until he had to catch his breath from laughter. 

He snuggled against you on the couch with Cashew taking up a few cushions himself as you watched the movie and Lance and Ariel came home just in time for the last twenty minutes. Your children cuddled up on both sides of you and Lance stretched his arm out across the back of the couch, his thumb rubbing circles against your skin. It was official, this was the best date night ever. 

[georgiapeach30513]

Moodboard Masterlist

Requests and part of a moodboard event. Maybe these will become a one shot/series, and maybe we will just have pretty things to look at.

*Chris Evans*

Andy Barber Big Babies Again A Little Rain Must Fall Looking Thirsty Lost in A Dream Cozy Little Christmas Nasty Naughty Boy* It’s Yours, All Yours* Daddy’s Pride & Joy Loving Me All Night Long

Ari Levinson Play Me A Memory A Lot of Tears Fade Away* The Midnight Hours New Kind of Tension Kiss The Stars* When I’m With You Try & Stop Me Got A Craving For You The Feeling’s Right

Cole Turner Maybe It’s Wrong A Crying Shame You Belong to Me Eyes Like Starlight I Wish I Was Andy The Spike in My Heart* Make Me Worry

Colin Shea Like A Bird in Flight Last Night* The Chance to Be A Hero

Curtis Everett Crazy, Stupid, Out of My Mind Saints & Sinners* Pity The Men Sweet Little Beautiful Make Me Dream of You

Frank Adler The Season Gone When the Night Falls What The Lightning Sees* In The Evening Light Rhythm of Your Heartbeat

Jack O’Malley All There’s Left to Do Every Whisper Knowing It’s Selfish My Own World Perfume on the Shelf Run, Run Rudolph So Peaceful Until Tangled Up Tie Me Up Again Until You Show Me You Know I Like to Touch

Jake Jensen The Love & Tenderness He Is My Song How You Scream My Name*

Jake Wyler Made to Be Mine*

James Mace Warm Up to Me* The King to Your Story

Jimmy Dobyne The Way You Did Last Night* We Drifted Away

Johnny Storm Blurring Truth Sweat Dripping Down Screaming Out Her Name This Hole in My Chest* But The Truth Is No Privacy* Things I Can’t Escape*

Kyle Heavy Into Your Arms Watch & See*

Lloyd Hansen When You Put Your Hands on Me We All Got Needs The Girls Come Easy*

Lucas Lee Keep Coming Back For More*

Matty “Me” My Only Friends Are Pirates*

Mike Weiss When I Crack That Whip* Even If It Hurts Devoted To You Searching Our Hearts

Mr. Freezy In Mysterious Ways* Your Greed Sold Me Out Paid My Dues

Nick Gant The Look in Your Eyes

Nick Vaughan Breath on Me

Paul Diskant Take A Look* Paid My Dues

Ransom Drysdale A Reason Why Begging For Mercy Can’t Hear My Thoughts Choke This Love Fear The Reaper* Forever & Ever I’ve Never Seen No Good At All Let Your Daddy See Never Fallen From Quite This High The Sting of This Pain Too Far Gone The Twisted Way You Think of Me What It’s Like

Ryan Ackerman Losing Your Mind* I’ll Take the Pain

Steve Rogers Forevermore Being Poised Counting Stars A Heart Don’t Forget Just Pull the Trigger* Makes You Yearn Sugar Coated

*Sebastian Stan*

Bucky Barnes Another Time & Place Take the Time* The Shadows of Love

Carter Baizen Sweat Dripping Down

Chase Collins Double Shot of Crown* Serving All This

Dayton White Cause We’re All Alone*

Jefferson Within Your Eyes An Open Page*

Lance Tucker Go Where You Go

Nick Fowler A Dizzy Head & A Grin

Steve Kemp The Devil on Her Team Diamonds in His Watch*

*Charlie Hunnam*

Jax Teller Break All the Rules Down on My Knees

*Jensen Ackles*

Dean Winchester He Offers Me Protection/Soldier Boy*