#little shaver dolls

[doubledaybooks]

Elise Shaver moved to NYC with her sister, Dorothy Shaver, in the 1920s. Elise, an artist, and her sister were inspired by the success of the Kewpie Doll and crafted their own dolls out of bandage cotton and wrote stories to accompany the dolls. Dorothy sold her sister's "Little Shaver" Dolls to Lord & Taylor and eventually became the first female CEO to earn a $1 Million dollar salary.

Learn more about the sisters in WHEN WOMEN RAN FIFTH AVENUE by Julie Satow.

[soul-meister]

SHAVING STRUGGLES : poly!lost boys x chubby!fem!reader : the lost boys : one-shot

cw: petnames(babe, sweetcheeks, doll)

note: there's something in here that i personally do when shaving and didn't realize it might be weird to other people till i finished writing so just ignore it?

because of your current situation--which included a burning in your calf and back muscles, cuts you didn't even feel till blood was dripping down your legs, hair that seemed to become more and more endless the further you shaved up your legs, and loud music that hopefully drowned out your inner suffering--you didn't hear the usual knocking on your bedroom window coming from your boys wanting to be let in.

nor did you hear the frequency of the knocking increase in worry till a cracked form on the glass, and the feeling of another trying to push into your mind was played off as a headache forming from your frustration and the music.

you did, however, hear the sound of glass breaking in your room, but you played it off as your cat knocking down an object and not someone possibly breaking into your house, as you wanted--more like needed--to finish shaving your legs; you told yourself you'd go over your armpits and more private areas another day.

though, as your attention went back to the task at hand, you once again didn't hear the sound of heavy and quick footfall heading to the closed bathroom door.

your attention was pulled from your leg a second time when the door to the bathroom slammed open, and you just knew there was now an indent in the wall behind it.

you stared at the four vampires with one foot placed on the ledge of your tub, your leg bent awkwardly so you could get a somewhat better look at the back of your thigh.

and the only thing covering your body was a sports bra as you hated when you bent over and shaving cream was wiped off your leg and now on your clothing. so other than that one piece of cloth, you were practically naked.

"it's not eight-thirty(8:30) yet, is it?" you questioned, and now standing on both feet, you grabbed your washcloth from the side of the tub to begin wiping shaving cream from your body.

"we smelt blood. are you okay," david replied, not answering your question, but instead stepping further into the bathroom with the other two following in after him.

wait- two? it should be other three. david, paul, and dwyane were now surrounding you but where was marko? you were sure you saw him when your bathroom door almost fell off its hinges.

didn't matter when you took notice of the shoes that the trio was wearing--you didn't enjoy when they tracked dirt into your house, especially your bedroom. you sighed, "yes- why are you guys still wearing your shoes? you're supposed to place them under the window when coming in."

"we thought you were in danger," david mumbled, resting his hands on the fat of your waist. "we smelt blood, you weren't answering our knocking, and you wouldn't let me into your head."

paul began playing with your hair, "yeah, babe. you had us all worried."

"sorry, i couldn't hear y'all over the music and shaving requires a lot of concentration from me so i can get every. little. hair." you pulled yourself from david's grip and made your way past dwyane to the bathroom counter which held your radio and towel; you set the shaver and washcloth down.

"we can tell," dwyane spoke from behind you, his hips pushing into the plush of your ass as he brought an arm around you to turn down the radio for you while placing a kiss to the top of your head.

you smiled at the action before it quickly dropped when you pieced together the boys' entrance to the shattering sound from earlier. "did you guys break my window?" you questioned, turning to face your boyfriends as dwyane backed away at you accusation.

we thought you were in danger, doll, you heard from inside your head, the faded voice belonging to david as your were less focused than before--not by much because you were annoyed at them now for breaking your window.

"you said that already."

"but have we ever told you that you look really fucking sexy?" you saw how paul's eyes wandered over your plump and mostly bare figure, his eyes never staying in one place for too long. glancing at the other two, you saw dwyane's gaze repeatedly shift between your body and the wall behind you.

david's eyes casually traveled over your firm with a smirk on his face before lifting to meet your stare, his smile dropping at the unamused look in your eyes.

you grabbed the towel from the counter behind you and used it to cover your lower area from view.

"i mean, that's a really cute bra. where'd you get it, babe?"

"one, it's an old sports bra so it's not really 'cute', and two, you don't wear or buy me bras."

"i think i could rock a-"

david sighed, interrupting the taller blonde's rambling, "paul, just shut up."

"put your shoes away, fix my window and clean up any dirt you tracked in," you stepped closer them and began to shoo them out of the bathroom with one hand while the other still clutched onto the towel.

"but baaaabe," the twisted sister whined.

"get out."

marko watched his lovers leave the bathroom, hiding his grin with his fist as he didn't want to be punched by one them at the moment; don't get him wrong, he'd love to play wrestle with one of them but not in your house and definitely not when he could possibly get away with cleaning and instead be helping you out.

slipping into the bathroom, the curly blonde made his way up to your figure which was fiddling around with the radio, "hey, sweetcheeks," he spoke, leaning against the counter with his body facing yours.

glancing down, you took notice of the fact that he was shoeless--which made you somewhat content--but you were still irritated. "what do you need, marko? i want to finish shaving."

marko picked up the shaver from the counter, pinching it between his pointer finger and thumb, "just wondering if you wanted any help."

[saleintothe90s]

244. Big List of Favorite Commercials part 15.

(part 14) (entire series)

AT&T - Streamlining Business {featuring The World Trade Center in NY} (1996)

This isn't a favorite commercial, more of an awkward commercial. I understand that the 1996 Olympics were in Atlanta, but why footage of New York City and a pole vaulter vaulting over the World Trade Center? What's that gotta do with Atlanta? I mean there is a scene in the commercial that almost looks exactly like 9/11.

1984 Canada Dry "Holiday Spirit party starter" TV Commercial

These creepy doll mannequins, I love them! They look like they're made of pantyhose or something.

Butterball Turkey - Thanksgiving Commercial 1985

They had such little faith in Marion.

1986 Panasonic Wet Dry Shavers "Hairy, moms coming to dinner" TV Commercial

"Just because she thinks you're a bum, doesn't mean you have to look like one...", I mean, he slept through an electric shave, that seems pretty "sleeps all day like a bum" to me.

1988 - Jonny Cat

I mean, a baby tuxedo kitten!

WPIX 11 - TV Station Promo - 1987 - Cheers Theme

The three stressed out people (so wait, the dad left the baby right after getting home? Or is that is spouse next to him?) trying to convincingly interact with a "green screened" in Sam Malone is hilarious.

80s Commercial | NBC promos | Al Roker | Willard Scott | Don Pardo | 1984 & 1985

Okay, New Yorkers, help me out here, was "Live at Five" a news broadcast or like, a tv magazine show? Or both? Who doesn't love a baby Al Roker?

TBS - Family Matters Promo - 1995

The description from the uploader says it all:

One of the most horrible, wonderful things you'll ever watch.

1983 Kmart After Christmas Sale Commercial

Ohhh snap, this commercial predicted the future of Kmart.

Zales Jewelers 80s Christmas Commercial (1986)

I want every single piece of jewelry in this commercial.

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[wildbeautifuldamned]

10” LITTLE SHAVER” Madame Alexander Doll - 1999 - Still in Box ebay jral477726

[sebastiansluts]

Bucky being self conscious because he got pretty hairy since he couldn't shave in hydra so reader worships his hairy feet, armpits, balls, pecs and giving his hairy ass some rimming love

Bucky Barnes x Reader; hairy!bucky, hair kink? foot worship, armpit kink, ball worship, rimming

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON'T LIKE, DON'T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

Bucky wasn't allowed to shave while in Hydra's control, and now that he was out, he found he didn't want to. He didn't like the sharp edges of the metal shavers, and he didn't trust the electric ones, so it was easier to just let it be. If it got too long anywhere, he could always cut it with scissors. It wasn't ever something he thought about until you.

The two of you had been working up to sex for a while now, and while you were ready, Bucky still seemed hesitant and finally told you why.

"Doll, I don't want you to be grossed out..." Bucky said hesitantly, hands on the hem of his shirt. You frowned, eyebrows furrowing.

"Bucky, you could never gross me out, is this about your arm? You know that doesn't bother me," you said, reaching out to him, but he stepped back, hitting the foot of the bed, and you stopped.

"No, it's not that. It's- I'll just show you," Bucky sighed, and quickly lifted his shirt, pulling it off and tossing it to the floor before pushing his sweats down to his feet. He stood in front of you in just a pair of underwear, for the first time.

"Bucky," you breathed. "Let me take care of you?" His mouth dropped open slightly, but he nodded a little, and you stepped towards him again, lifting your hands and gently placing them on his hairy chest. You gasped in surprise, the hair softer than you expected, gentle against your fingertips.

"Tell me what you're thinkin' doll, please," Bucky begged, voice quiet.

"I think I'm the luckiest girl ever, fuck, look at you Bucky! You're so fucking gorgeous," you moaned, running your lips over his pecs, squeezing them lightly. You pushed them together, running your tongue along the seam, Bucky gasping.

"Baby, Jesus, you're- you're not turned off by the- the hair?" he asked somewhat desperately as you lifted his arm, pressing your face into his pit. You licked at it, Bucky squirming.

Pulling away, you replied, "I love every part of you. Even the parts you might not, whether that's your arm or your hair Bucky, I promise. So no, I'm not turned off, because you turn me on, everything about you turns me on."

Bucky stared at you for a moment before pulling you in for a bruising kiss. When he let you go, panting, you grinned and pushed him down onto the bed, getting to your knees and bending down to kiss his hairy feet.

Bucky groaned, falling back onto his elbows as you lifted one foot, sucking his toes into your mouth, swirling your tongue around them like you wanted to do to his cock.

"Doll, shit, that mouth," Bucky swore as you grinned, popping off his foot and pressing kisses up his legs, until you were at his boxer briefs. You looked up at Bucky and he bit his lip, but nodded, letting you pull them down.

His dick slapped against his stomach, thick and long, his balls heavy and hairy between his legs. You licked a stripe up his cock, making Bucky shiver, before you started licking his balls. You coated them with your saliva, then sucked one into your mouth, rolling it around, Bucky groaning above you. You pulled the other one in too, your lips stretched wide before you let them both pop out.

"Bucky, can I rim you?" you asked, hands on his thighs, stroking the softer hairs on the inner parts.

Bucky's arms gave out and he collapsed on his back. "Y-yeah, please, I mean, sure." You grinned and pressed his legs up onto the bed, spread apart so you could see his lightly hairy cheeks.

You pressed your face into them, kissing his hole lightly before licking a broad strip over it, making Bucky gasp. You placed wet, open mouthed kisses all over the edges of his hole, slowly sliding your tongue along the rim, inching the tip inside.

Bucky groaned when your tongue finally slipped inside him, stroking his silky walls. You thrust your tongue in and out, sucking on his rim as you did, getting spit everywhere. Bucky was jerking his cock above you, his balls drawn tight above your head.

He came with a loud moan, legs tensing beside your head, cock shooting all over his stomach and chest. You fucked his hole with your tongue until he was whining with overstimulation. Then you pulled back, letting his legs fall from the bed as you sat up and licked the cum from his torso.

"Gimme like five minutes and then it's all you doll."

[barnxsromanxff]

Clean Shaven | Bucky Barnes x reader

Do not repost any of my writes without credit to me

Request: from @cherry-season

“Fem reader has shaving kink. Something as simple as shaving can cause so horny 😩 There can be anything here. Bucky's girl is just there only watching his shave, she asks them to shave him etc. Smut.”

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x f!reader

Warnings: Smut! 18+ please. Shaving kink, mention of hair, bodily fluids, bearded bucky, more dominant bucky. This does have the topic of razors, shaving and mention of blood from shaving, the reader doesn’t actually cut him but it is brought up. If you’re sensitive to this topic I recommend not to read this or read with caution.

A/N: hope u enjoy this! it was really fun to write, if you have any more requests don’t be afraid to send them my way<3

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Bucky ran his hand over the grown out beard on his face, he titled his head and looked at his jaw. He liked the beard but it was time to shave it off, clean shaven felt more mature for him. His eyes dilated as you walked into the shared bathroom, your hair was a mess and your eyes were barely open. Buckys gaze lowered and clenched his jaw as he watched you walk towards him. His shirt barely hung below your ass, your pink underwear poked through and your legs walked with short strides.

“Hi baby.”

Your hands wrapped around his middle and peaked over his arm, he smiled at you through the mirror.

“Hi doll, you look tired.”

You laughed and walked around his body, sitting up on the counter in front of him. You titled your head and your hands immediately rubbed his beard. You liked the beard a lot, you found it sexy and you loved the burn in left between your thighs. However you did miss giving him kisses on his face and feeling how soft it is.

“Just woke up and missed your body. You shaving?”

You looked at the shaving material scattered around the counter and picked up the shaving cream, you pressed the nozzle and squeezed out a little dollop onto your finger.

“Thinking about it. Should I?”

You kissed his nose and nodded.

“I like the beard but I miss your smile lines.”

His hands rubbed your sides and up your back, his finger tips danced across your skin and made your body tingle.

“Can I... shave for you?”

His eyebrows raised and his face looked amused, he rubbed his beard and nodded.

“Jus’ don’t cut me.”

You wet your hands and flicked a little onto his, he laughed and kissed your cheek.

“You know how to do it?”

You nodded hesitantly and pushed out the cream, the white foam felt soft as you rubbed it into his skin. He closed his eyes as you massaged it, his breathing slowed and he calmed to your touch. You ran the sink next to you and grabbed the black razor, you splashed it in the warm water and looked back at Bucky.

“After the water I shave?”

He nodded and grabbed your wrists, his hands were soft against yours as he helped you. You placed the blade on his skin and looked up at him.

“Go ahead.”

You slowly dropped the razor down his skin and held onto his shoulder for support. You rinsed the shaver off and repeated the process, making sure to be careful with him. He continued to rub your sides, his crotch pressed onto your core and your eyes widened.

“Buck, i’m shaving your face. Don’t tease.”

He looked into your eyes as you continued to shave him, half his beard already gone. His hands trailed down your sides down to your thighs, he squeezed the skin and continued his quest. You took the razor off his skin and rinsed it off again.

“Do you want half a beard?”

He rutted his hips against your clothed pussy and gripped on your thighs, he groaned.

“I want you.”

You shook your head and continued with the last bit of beard left, you worked fast and tried to be as gentle as possible. It was hard to focus when his bulge was pressed up against your inner thigh. As soon as the last piece was done you felt for a rag and wet it, you grabbed his face as rubbed it against his skin. He stared at your lips as you wiped off all the left over mess, finally it was done.

“Come on baby.”

You were about to get off the counter but he kept you caged by his body. He spread your legs and lowered his sweats, his cock sprang up and you couldn’t help but stare. He stroked it and moaned your name out loud, his finger slipped past your panties and teased your folds.

“You this wet for me?”

You nodded unable to form any words as your pussy clenched around his thick fingers

“James please... just fuck me.”

He pulled out his fingers and sucked off your juices, he moaned as his tongue swirled around the tips.

“So needy for me.”

He moved his hands to around your back and pulled your body closer to his, he pushed in slow and you both let out airy moans with every inch.

“God y/n you feel so good with my cock in you.”

You head tilted back and Bucky took the opportunity to grab a ball of your hair and keep your head in that tilted position. His mouth latched onto your neck and sucked purple marks all over it, he bit the skin as you tightened. Your legs wrapped around his body and deepened his strokes, your body fell back and he held you up.

“Come on doll.”

He kissed on your skin and you moaned loud, his hips pushed into you and it was too much. His chest pressed against yours and your nipples were hard against his, you both moaning at the sensation.

“Bucky I cant.”

Your eyes shut close and your legs tightened, pleasure ripped through your whole body and a tear fell onto your cheek. Your orgasm made your body tingle and your head felt light. Buckys moans filled your senses, his head tilted back and cum filled your hole. It coated your slick walls and made your body feel warm inside, he pressed his forehead to your and you both let your breaths catch up. He picked you up without any words and carried you to bed, he rolled into bed with you on top of his body.

“You did good doll.”

You hummed and cuddled into his body, his hands massaged your muscles and you moaned at his touch.

“Let me shave you again, makes me horny.”

He laughed at your sleepy words and closed his eyes.

“I’ll do anything for that to happen again.”

You could feel his cum leaking out but you were too tired to care, but you did want one thing.

“mmm Buck, can you fill me up. Jus’ wanna be warm and full.”

He adjusted your body on top of his and slid his semi hard cock into your folds, you hummed and listened to his heart beat as you as sleep consumed you. Bucky kissed your forehead and let sleep take him as well, making sure to keep you close to him.

[travsd]

Buster Shaver, Olive and George: An Act with Dancing Little People

The Brasnos backstage with a stage manager in 1934. Shaver is pictured below

December 23 is the birthday of little person performer George Brasno (1911-1982). George started out in a vaudeville act singing and dancing with his sister Olive (also a little person), and a gent named Buster Shaver.The Brasnos hailed from New Jersey. Buster Shaver, Olive and George were in demand as a live act in…

[my-darling-boy]

Sorry if it's a weird question to ask -- but have you had troubles with acne when only getting on T? Because I went through your blog a big and your skin always look amazing n smooth ;; (And as a person who've never had big troubles with those even while puberty, this side effect kinda bothers me) And if you did have troubles with them, - how did you deal with it?

I’ve always had bad problems with acne, before T, and then while on it, which was twice as hard to tame cos of combination skin. I still have acne in photos, the colour with certain filters on makes them look like extra freckles and some filters just make me into a Poreless Doll. I’ve experimented a lot with my own skin to see what products work and which ones don’t, and so far I’ve found for me:

• Every night I use Neutrogena oil-free acne wash which kicks acne’s ass but dries out your skin so I use

•Simple (brand) moisturising lotion which is lightweight enough where it won’t clog my pores but is thick enough to actually do something, best brand I’ve used. A little goes a long way

•I have an Olay spin brush I use once a week for exfoliation which is also really helpful to shed all the dead/dry skin that happens after using the face wash. I sometimes get my hands on an oil free exfoliating mask from Lush when I can

•Mario Badescu rose water facial spray was, weirdly enough, essential in clearing up the psoriasis that would otherwise cause the skin over my nose and cheekbones to be incredibly red and painful. If you have acne prone skin or prone to inflammation, rose and aloe are REALLY helpful as they’re anti inflammatory and rose helps shed dead skin cells

•I take a vitamin 1-2 times daily which contains biotin and it helped improve the look of my skin

•I make sure I regularly change pillow cases, wash sheets and blankets, towels, wash my neck after wearing collared shirts. This is a HUGE one. As someone who regularly wears white collared shirts and has white bed sheets, you don’t even want to know what kind of sweat and dirt can gather on your clothes and bed just after one week, especially after going on T and you sweat like no one’s business

•I don’t touch my face if I’ve been touching something oilly (like butter from baking) or something dirty while gardening. Wash around your mouth/chin really well if you’ve eaten something oilly. Touching your face is fine, we all do it. The difference is that you don’t touch your face after you just stuck your hand in a dirty fish tank or after rubbing your hands all over a grimy car engine

•Shower. I literally shower every other day. Sweat is probably the #1 cause of all excess acne in relation to hormones in my case. Additionally if you use a sponge to shower, changing it every 1-2 months can help stop break outs as an old sponge can also harbour bacteria and other stuff that will cause an acne flare up

•If you bind, make sure to wash that binder, because it is a sweat trap

•Salt baths are great for detoxing the skin and clearing up body acne, which I got on my chest and shoulders from T (and binding). I do one weekly when I can

•I’m personally against aftershave, even alcohol free aftershave. The alcohol alone in the aftershave is really damaging to skin especially if you’re acne prone or have dry/sensitive skin and there has not been one aftershave that has not made me breakout. I just use cold water after I shave, use regular lotion. I don’t wash my face with the face wash either that day as to not pile on product onto my already sensitive face

•If you shave, don’t shave incredibly fast. Don’t use any more than a 3 bladed razor; those Mach 5, Mach 6 ones you see can cause skin irritation/inflammation from dragging 6 blades across your skin instead of 1-3. Change your razor once the little guard on it stars to get dry looking. Using your razor too many times can cause you to break out by reintroducing those dead skin cells back onto your skin and whatever else settled on the razor while it sat on your counter. Additionally, don’t alter between an electric shaver and a standard razor: your skin and acne will not be happy with you. Shave carefully over acne

All of this being said, acne is a normal part of life, on testosterone or not. As long as you’re showering and keeping up on basic hygiene, you don’t need to worry about buying a spin brush or Lush masks and vitamins if you don’t want to. I just happen to do those things cos I made the decision to.

Take care!

[notyetneedcoffee]

Not Exactly A Classic Dame 12

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OFC (platonic friendship between Steve x OFC)

Warnings: NSFW, Smut to follow!!!

Bucky Master List / Main Master List

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Chapter 12 (final)

Cassidy awoke to a buzzing sound. Cracking an eye open she could see the light in the bathroom on. She rolled over onto her back, stretching delightfully sore muscles. A shower was definitely in order. Smelling of sweat and sex, she was sure her hair was a knotted mess as well.  

The bedroom looked even tidier than she remembered. Bucky cleaned up more. The black tee she’d been wearing earlier was nowhere to be seen. Padding naked to the bathroom, she called out quietly.

“Hold on, Doll.” Bucky pushed the door closed a little more. “Just give me a second.”

“Okay.” Cas sat back down on the edge of the bed. He had to be trimming up his beard. The sound of the shaver buzzed for a few more seconds before the water in the sink began to run. She waited, her hunger getting the better of her. She called out. “So, are pancakes or something still an option?”

“Anything you want.” His voice sounded light, relaxed. “I’m starving.”

“Me, too.” Cas ran her fingers through her knotted hair. “I need a shower, though.”

Bucky laughed. “That could be fun.”

“Food. Barnes. We need food.” She deadpanned.

“Eventually, yeah.” Bucky opened the door and all thoughts of breakfast flew out of Cassidy’s brain.

He stood in the doorway with just a white towel wrapped around his waist. Cas could still see scratch mark she’d left over his right shoulder, but it was healing fast. Bucky had trimmed back his beard to a scruff, just how she like it. Cas felt her mouth drop open. He’d cut his hair, not military short but neat and trim.  

He ran his hand through it. “It’ll grow back if you don’t -”

Cas leapt to her feet, throwing her naked body against him and kissing him hard. Bucky’s left arm slid around her waist and his right palm cupped her face. He smiled into her kiss. “So it’s okay?”

“Wow.” She breathed. “I didn’t think you could get hotter, but... damn.”  

Cas raked her fingers through his shorter hair. It was less to hold on to, but he looked younger, or lighter, somehow.  She could actually see the Bucky from Steve’s old pictures. He was beautiful.

“Did I get it even? I haven’t cut my hair in years.” Cas didn’t answer, just stared. Bucky chuckled. “Doll, stop staring at me like that.”

“Sorry.” She chewed her lip. “Can’t help it.”

“Is it even?” He leaned back a bit, turning his head to the left and right.

“Yeah.” She really looked, amazed. He let her go and turned around. The back only had one little wonky bit. “There’s one spot.” He handed her scissors and she made a couple careful cuts to even it out at his collar. “Perfect.”

“You like the change?”

Cas trailed her fingers over his face, through his hair. “I think you’re gorgeous no matter what. It’s what you like, you know.”

His content, nearly shy smile, made her heart melt. “I just...” Bucky dipped his head and shrugged. “I haven’t been able cut my hair, or go clean shaven, since I...um...broke free. It’s like I remember shaving and getting ready for the day, and all that, and it was a different person. I didn’t feel worthy of, I don’t' know, wearing that face, that look.”

Cassidy leaned into him, holding him, but said nothing.

Bucky sighed, pulling her closer. He rested his head against hers, but in the mirror he stared at the beautiful tattoo covering her arm and shoulder blade, covering her scars. “I was looking at you earlier and I realized something. I don’t have to become that guy again. I can’t. There’s been too much damage, but I can make the most of what I’ve got right now. I’m not that kid. I’m not the Soldier. I’m just me...  somewhere in the middle. So I found myself looking in the mirror, cutting away, and this feels... more me.”

Cassidy tipped up on her toes, taking his face in her hands. “And I love you.”

Her kiss started sweet, loving. It became a thorough but playful kiss, full of nips and smiles. His hands slid down her back and cupped the curve of her ass. As he rubbed against her, his towel fell loose, freeing his growing erection to grind against her flesh.

He lifted her onto cool stone counter, pulling her legs around him. Bucky cupped her breast, watching her nipples harden beneath his touch. He smiled at her reaction, at the evidence of the love bites and light bruises along her hips. A primal satisfaction filling his chest.  

Bucky suckled at her neck, slipping fingers along the pink, swollen, folds of her pussy. She was already slick. “Can I fuck you just one more time before breakfast?”

“You damn well better finish what you start.” Cas breathed, pulling at his earlobe with her teeth. Her hand taking a firm grip on his cock, stroking him slow.

“Damn, woman.” Bucky moaned. He slipped two fingers into her, feeling her cunt clutch at him as he stroked her. He loved the sounds she made. Loved the little whines and moans. Loved the way she responded to his touch.

He took both her wrist in his hands and moved them away, onto the counter. “Lean back a little.”

Cassidy rested back on her hands as Bucky slid her ass to the very edge of the counter. Her knees came up, legs spread wide for him as he rubbed the head of his cock against her. “Perfect, Doll, just like that.”

Pushing in a little more at each slow thrust, Bucky slipped in and out of her cunt at a torturously slow pace. They both watched intently, mouths open, breath falling in time with one another. Every little drag of sensitive flesh felt intense and explosive.  

“Fuck, look at that.” Bucky breathed. “So hot.”

He plunged deeper, faster. Long, deep strokes pushed delicious moan from her throat. Her eyes remained locked on his cock buried in her cunt. “Yes.”

“Feels so fucking good.” Bucky’s fingers dug into her hips, her legs draped over his arms. He fucked her harder. Her walls tensed around him and Bucky knew he wouldn’t last long. He rocked her pelvis, and Cas shook as his cock hit her in just the right spot as he slammed into her. “Oh shit, Doll, you were made for me. So, fucking perfect.”

“Buck,” Cas panted. “Oh, fuck.” His pace quickened, grew rougher. Her whole body lit up, heat exploding out, limbs shaking. “Yes. Fuck.”

He growled, held her tight, thrusting faster, as she came apart around him. Bucky pushed into her hard as his own release hit him. He stayed buried deep, panting, and holding her tightly to his body.  

Cas groaned as Bucky slipped away. He turned on the hot water before coming back and pull her against him. Chuckling as she wobbled a bit. “I think should help you get cleaned up. Don’t want you passing out on me.”

“Not that.” Cas smile, still feeling sex drunk. “Just can’t feel my feet.”

ooooo

Bucky and Cassidy heard the narrator of the History Channel show before they even entered the common room. It usually meant Steve had control of the remote. He sat on the sofa, hunched over the coffee table where a mass of file folders were open.  

“Hey Punk, we’re going for food. Do you want to come?”

“Yeah,” Steve turned in his seat, caught one look at Bucky and shot straight to his feet.

Cas grinned like an idiot. Bucky managed to keep a straight face. “What?”  

Steve shook his head, laughing. “Holy shit.”

“Language.” Cas giggled.

He came around, grabbing his buddy by the back of neck. “Wow. Look at you. I might be able to be seen in public with you, finally.”

Bucky’s stoic mask broke, a laugh burst forth. “Asshole.”

The three made their way to the pool hall for barbeque, since it was much too late for breakfast. This time they all rode together. Steve didn't comment on how long the two of them spent hidden away in Bucky’s room. It was far more difficult to keep any kind of ‘I told you so’ to himself.

“You know.” Steve commented as he pulled into the parking lot. “I was thinking. If we were going out after training, Bucky, you’d probably owe Cas the first round for taking you to the mat.” Bucky shot a sideways glare at him, but he just continued. “I mean that move where you took his legs out, Cas. That was good. Did you figure that one out, because it’s not one of Nat’s moves?”

“Stevie.” Cas laughed from the back seat as they parked. “Don’t give him a bad time. Besides,” she paused as they all climbed out of the SUV. She made sure she could see Steve’s face when she purred, “He owes me the first round because of where I let him put his dick this morning.”  

A bark of surprised laughter burst from Bucky.

Steve’s mouth opened, shut, and opened again. His whole face flushed. Cassidy laughed, squeezing him around the middle. “You’re so cute when you get all flustered. Red really is your color.”

Steve wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “What am going to do with you?” He laughed. “You are terrible.”  

“No,” Bucky smiled. “She’s precious.”

“Yeah,” Steve kept his arm around her as they stepped up to the door. “She is.”

“Well, since we’re all in agreement.” Cas giggled. “You boys find a table. I’m going to the ladies’ room.”

“Sure thing.” Steve looked around. The place was packed, unlike the last time they were all there together. He smacked Bucky’s chest with the back of his knuckles. “There’s a table over there.”

“Huh?”  

Steve noted the tension in his friend’s face. “Buck? Hey, pal, she’s just going to the restroom.”

“Yeah.” Bucky answered flatly. “Last time...”

“Don’t. Neither of you knew about the contract. She wasn’t prepared. Don’t lose it every time she’s out of your sight.” Steve tugged on his arm. “Come on, let’s sit down.”

Bucky followed, weaving between the crowd. Everyone was eating, drinking and watching college ball. He tried not to look over his shoulder at the little hall that led to the restrooms. By the time they sat down, his shoulders were bunched.

“You look good this morning, minus the scowled, you know.” Steve smirked. “So, you two worked it all out.”

Bucky took a deep breath. She’d asked him to have trust in her. He managed to give Steve a nod. “Not everything, but the important things. I think.”

“That’s good, right?”

“Yeah. Um, Cas is coming back and I want her to stay with me when she does.”  

“Buck, that’s great. Are you gonna...”

“First things first.” Bucky chuckled, knowing where Steve’s mind would immediately jump. “I’m going to tell her everything. I’m going teach her the stuff she needs to know. Just in case.”

“She’s a fast study.” Steve smiled, although he knew the process would be painful. “You up for it? That’s a lot of ghosts to resurrect.”  

“It’s the right thing to...” Bucky’s words trailed off as he watched a guy stop Cassidy as she made her way past the bar. He could see the tense smile on her face as she attempted to go by but the dude didn’t look like he was taking no for an answer. With all the noise it was hard to make out what was being said. 

“Hey,” Steve stopped him from standing up. “She can handle it.”

Bucky growled, “Steve...”

“Sit.”  

His fists clenched as he watched Cassidy’s face go hard, saying something harsh before attempting to walk off. The guy put his hand on her. Bucky shot to his feet, chair skidding back. Cas snatched the guy’s fingers and twisted his hand back into a painful submission hold. Bucky watched as the guy’s knees almost gave out.  

Bucky and Steve could both pick out her voice through the din of the bar. She snapped, “Your next word better be sorry, or you’ll hear every bone in this hand break. Don’t you ever touch me again.”

Steve smirked, as she pushed away from the guy and looked up them with a smile. “Told you she’s a quick study. She’ll do fine.”

“Yeah,” Bucky sighed, smiling back at Cassidy. “I think we’ll do fine.”

End.

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[lustmemoire-blog]

August 11th, 2018

I'm finally starting to get leverage on the more chaotic parts of my life. These things may not seem so chaotic to you, but they have been causing me a ton of anxious and depressive turmoil.

I moved out a year ago, and ever since, I have been putting every cent of my paychecks towards bills, leaving me with very little for self-maintenance and hygiene. I've been wearing the same clothes for the past 2ish years. I've been buying dollar store shaving cream, shavers, deodorant, and shampoo. I've slept in my makeup. I've slept in my jeans. And finally, I decided it was time to overhaul everything. A part of me reminded myself of the times I used to get excited to take a shower and get dolled up to put on my brand new school clothes, or summer clothes. Or to try on a brand new dress. I hadn't had that luxury for so long. So, I went shopping. I bought myself jeans that fit, I bought myself shirts that I found cute-and not just "functional", which was a word I have abided by for too long now. I bought nice shampoo and conditioner, and a face mask. And for once, I was super excited to get ready to go out and be with friends.

Then, I dealt with insurance. I'm still young, and didn't know how a lot of it worked, but I signed up for it, and that's what mattered. I was putting off going to the doctor because I didn't know what was covered, and I wasn't aware of how simple it was to find out. I had also moved from my previous residence, and never got my insurance cards. It was all a daunting mess. But I decided to just call them, and ask for help. Who would have thought, right? I got all the information I needed. I got reassigned to a local practitioner, and I went in.

I've been sick for a long time. Between pain in my lower back, to pounding headaches in my neck, to swollen tonsils-I had the works.

But I got prescribed medicine, and I got a referral to physical therapy, and I got information about what could potentially be going on.

And this was HUGE for me.

[redsky123love]

Story: Why do you have a Stripper Pole in your Room? Chapter 6- Why is the pole sticky and where is Nat?

"OH GOD, I FEEL SICK!" Ladybug shouted as she hits the ground. Just as Marinette was about to hit her deathbed, Tikki regains some little strength to power up the miraculous to 0.01 percent of battery. Allowing Marinette to transform and turn back into Ladybug before he body collided with the ground. In her hands was the gas tube that she had ripped from the Rocket. Now, standing a building in some sort of ally, she slowly makes her way back to the military HQ. And once there, she hands the toxic fumes to the now awaken men who protected her country...somewhat. Once that was done, she didn't even bother to go back to school. She went straight home, and once there, she was greeted by four happy teens.

"SURPRISE!" Her four comrades shouted. She was about to turn around and jump out of the window, but was stopped when Tikki sainted. Changing her into Marinette once again.

"Oh goddamit Tikki." Marinette growled before crossing her arms. She then looks at the smiling three, turtle-boy didn't even agree to be here before getting dragged, teammates that were staring down at her. Before anyone said anything, she puts her hand up to them...before swinging it across the three's faces.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE!?" She shouted at the top of her lungs. The three teens were lying on the floor with red spots on their cheeks. Carapace sat on the floor with his hands in the air. He didn't want to get punched or slapped again by her. Once everyone was on the ground, Marinette opened her mouth to say:

"The feeling right now...can not describe what I am going to do to each and every one of you." Marinette growled.

"What are you gonna do?" Rena asked.

"Oh, something that will not only make you regret going on this manhunt to learn of my identity...but Oooh...nrgh!" Marinette growled at the four before turning around to look at a wall. She takes a deep breath before watching her room shines bright filled with multiple colors. Turning around, she see's her friends in her room. A second later her eye's match when Adrien. And no, not the real person Adrien, the picture of Adrien by her computer. It was at that second, Marinette lost all sense.

"GET OUT!" Marinette shouted before pushing all four of the teens out the window. No literally, she opened a window and pushed each and every one of them out of it. Luckily, they landed right into a large trash can that had. It was funny to her because she didn't care less if they were all right or not, what she cared for is that if Adrien saw the pictures. And to that...

(The four teens)

"Looks like Marinette all mine." Adrien purred as he removes a banana peel from his head. He and the other's were cleaning themselfs off when he said this. Chloe looks over at him and growled.

"That's not fair, Ladybug and I deserve each other!" Chloe shouted at the blonde. "I called dibs first!"

"DIP!? Bitch we have been fighting for a year together!" Adrien growled. "And tomorrow I will proclaim my love for her and we will live happily ever after!"

"Over my dead body!" Chloe shouted. Alya was enjoying the view of the two blondes as Nino cleans off his glasses, ignoring his teammates.

"If you wish." Adrien said...or morally hissed. Chloe squints her eyes a bit at him as Adrien does the same. Nino, when he finishes his glasses, looks over to the two and says:

"This will be so bad."

(Agreste Mansion)

"Nat, I am home! Where are you!?" Adrien shouted as he entered his home. Normally he would be greeted by Nat, but today he wasn't which made him worry.

"NAT!?" Adrien shouted, this time with more concern in his voice.

"Son! We need to talk!" Gabriel shouted from his office. Adrien eyes looked into the direction of his father's office and thought three things:

1: He was in major trouble

2: He has a photo shoot

3: He finally killed Nat after learning she's been feeding him off his diet.

"Oh shit..." Adrien muttered as he searches for evidence of Nat's murder while forming a plan to escape the area.

"ADRIEN GET IN MY OFFICE!" Gabriel shouted. In haste, Adrien grabs a pen from his bookbag, he then sticks it in his pocket before heading upstairs. Once he was inside the office, he saw papers on the floor, broken statues and other things on the ground. His father was pissed, and he was hoping it wasn't because of him.

"Please tell me he didn't go into my closet." Adrien thought as he remembers the shrine he created for her. Taking a seat in front of his father, his green eye's watches the older male walk side to side.

"So where is Nat?" Adrien asked his father.

"She quit." Gabriel muttered. Adrien stopped what he was doing and looked at his father.

"What?" Adrien asked.

"Tomorrow I will be looking for a new assistant." Gabriel said, making Adrien walk over to his father. He places his hands on the table and said:

"Please get Nat back." Adrien said in a calming yet threatening voice. Gabriel looks over to his son as if he had lost his mind.

"What?" Gabriel asked.

"Dad…I want you to listen to every word I am about to say." Adrien started with his sweet innocent smile. "I love you, to the deepest pit of my soul. But I am also scared of you."

"I'm scared of you to son." Gabriel said with a small hint of worry. Adrien had this small...little disturbing side that was rarely seen. But sometimes it would pop out and scared people. This is one of those moments.

"I know, but I am scared that you will one become so obsessed with me, that you would turn me into a doll like that crazy character from mad father."

"I wouldn't go that far."

"You threaten to lock me in the house because I refuse to shave a mustache I was growing." Adrien said, remember the day he was forced to shave off a small stepping stone for man. Just cause his dad wanted him to look cute in already photoshopped pictured.

"I admit, I went too far that day." Gabriel said in shame as he remembers turning on the high top security on that made the house a fortress. Just to keep Adrien in so that he wouldn't escape as he chased him around the house with a knife. No, an actual knife, Nat, being smart and also prepared, gave Gabriel her shaver.

"Which is why I want Nat back." Adrien said. "Let's be honest, our life's won't be the same without her. She's seen to much shit to even flinch at HALF the crap we do here."

"We are normal." Gabriel growled.

"Dad you threw away my TV because you thought it was teaching me to rebel against you." Adrien said.

"It was."

"I only had access to one channel...Disney!"

"The point is, she quit and we need a new assistant." Gabriel said.

"Dad, whatever you did, just apologise and get her back." Adrien said, making his father look at him with a confused expression.

"What makes you think I made her quit!?" Gabriel shouted in anger, but this didn't faze his son.

"I don't know, maybe its because your sort of a jerk since mom died!" Adrien growled. (Okay, I know she's just missing, but for shipping reasons, I just kill her off)

"This is the worst moment I've had with you since that time you confused that bag in America, LBS is pounds in America Adrien!"

"LBS for pounds, more like a Lot of BullShit is what it should stand for." Adrien growled at his father.

"Adrien...go to your room." Gabriel growled at his son.

"Promise me you'll get Nat back?" Adrien asked.

"No." Gabriel growled.

"I want Nat!" Adrien growled at his father.

"Adrien just go to your room." Gabriel growled, making the blonde male roll his eyes. Standing up, he makes his way out the office. Once inside his room, he walks over to the pole and begins to twirl his body around the pole.

"Nat's gone..." Adrien thought as he spins. Plagg flies out of his pocket and watches the young man just circle the pole "Why is this thing so sticky?"

"So you don't remember that night?" Plagg asked as he points to the hole in the wall that was being covered by a toy chest. It took Adrien a while, but he finally remembered why the metal pole was sticking. When he remembered, he removes his hands from the pole while his face scrunched.

"NAT! GET THE CLOROX!" Adrien shouted. Only to be greeted by the long silence of no Nat. It took him a while to nod his head and realize:

"Right..." He said before leaving his room in shame.

[rxdonmyledger]

“Shaving Seb”

Authors’s Note: So, apparently Seb shaved again (WHY? WHY DID HE DO THAT?) so I got inspired to write this short drabble. I hope you all like it! Also, I reached the quantity of 1,167 followers, so...THANK YOU!

Warnings: None, smut implied.

Words: 667

“Oh, please, Seb” you whined while kicking his arm, watching as your fiancé laughed. You pouted, knowing this made him react to your liking. He crossed his arms and you knew it was a lost battle.

“I’m sorry Doll but…” he made a grimace, running his hand down his jaw. “It’s too hot to have this on my face. Besides…it needs care”

You faked to cry but he laughed, dragging you towards his body, peppering kisses over your face. He loved watching you acting like that. He found it adorable. You ran your hand over his thick beard, nuzzling your nose in the crook of his neck.

“But I love it…” you pressed hot and wet kisses over his skin and you felt him stiffen at the feeling. Sebastian swallowed hard and you smirked wickedly. “…there”

“Doll” he warned, his hands on your hips. You felt his fingers digging on your skin covered by your summer pyjama. Your smiled grew up wider and you bit his earlobe. Seb grabbed your hands and pushed you softly, observing you with his piercing blue eyes. “Enough. I was gonna let you shave me but since you’re a bad girl…”

You watched him standing up, leading to the bathroom and your jaw fell open. You stood up and ran behind him, hearing your dog barking at the joy that seemed to fill the atmosphere. You leant against the door frame as he took the electric shaver, checking if it was fully charged. You pouted and hugged him from behind.

“I’m a good girl…”

“Are you, Doll?” he growled, a mere whisper that made you shiver. He smirked at you on the mirror and handed you the shaver, sighing. “You do whatever you want with me, huh?”

You squealed happily and he sat down on the stool, circling your hips with his arms. You turned the device on and grinned when you heard the sound. He lifted his brow while smiling at you, his eyes shining.

He had met you in the wedding of your friend Anna. He was friend of her now husband Matt and she decided it was a good idea for you two to meet. You dance the whole night with him, having the best time of your life. After that, he asked if he could invite you to have some coffee with him.

“No” you had said, watching as his smile faded. “I will invite you”

Years later, you loved him as the first day.

“Be careful, Doll. Anthony won’t forgive you if you harm my sexy face” He teased and you slapped his cheek carefully. He made a grimace and you laughed.

You started to shave his face, watching as the hair started to fall on the floor. Sebastian observed your concentrated face as you shaved his beard carefully. He loved when you were  focused on something. You’d stick out your tongue a little bit, your eyes keeping moving, following your actions.

Absent-mindedly, you sat on his thigh, shaving his left cheek. Sebastian tensed and gripped your hips. You noticed it and smirked, grinding your clothed core against his sweatpants. He cleared his throat and you blinked innocently, smiling at him.

“Are you okay, honey?”

“Yeah, keep going” he muttered and you kissed his now shaved cheek. Your index and thumb gripping his chin, turning his face to the other side. You kept shaving him and he closed his eyes, inhaling your aroma.

It drove him mad. It was a mix of your shampoo and perfume with your natural smell. Sebastian loved it.

You finished but noticed he had his eyes closed so you decided to take advantage of it, grinding yourself against his thigh. Sebastian bit his lip and looked at the ceiling. You knee grazed his bulge and he groaned, taking the electric shaved from your hand and placing on the counter.

“You little tease…” he growled while sitting you fully on his legs, spreading yours open. His hands went to grip your ass and he smirked “I think I must teach you some manners”

[mylittlefandomfanfictions]

Steve Rogers/Captain America - Scruffy

A few days ago Y/N stole Steve’s shaver from his travel pack since she couldn’t find hers and because he wasn’t supposed to on a mission for a while. She didn’t think it would be a problem. That is until Steve comes back from his mission with a little bit of scruff. The night takes a very interesting turn after dinner.

Requested by: @theoneandonlysaucymo

Pairing: Steve x Fem!Reader

Characters: Fem!Reader, Steve Rogers.Clint Barton, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff, Vision (Mentioned)

Warning/s: Smut, Dom!Steve, Captain kink, Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, folks)

Chapter 1

Y/N had ben relaxing on the couch for the past couple of hours, she had nothing else to do. She knew that Steve would be back soon so she hopped up from the couch and went into the bathroom to have a quick shower, she picked up a shaver and furrowed her brows a little when she saw that it was Steve's and then she remembered that she'd borrowed it last week from his travel pack since hers had been misplaced and she saw no harm in lending it since he wasn't supposed to be going out on another mission for a while, until a few days ago that is.

“Oops,” she muttered to herself before shrugging and shaving her legs. Y/N were sure he wouldn't mind, he could always borrow one of the other guys' razors.

She climbed out of the shower fifteen minutes later when she was all clean, smelling like her rose scented body wash. Y/N headed into the room that she shared with Steve and dried herself off before pulling on one of Steve's shirts that still smelled like him along with a clean pair of underwear.

Steve was finally home. It had been a long few days and he was just happy to be back with Y/N. Although, he did need to talk to her about something. He unlocked the apartment door and stepped inside, breathing a sigh of relief as he closed and locked the door behind him. "Y/N? Where are you?" he called out as he left his bag by the door.

“In the kitchen, babe. What do you want for dinner?” she called back.

“Whatever you want is good. Uh, can I ask you something, doll?” Steve asked as he walked into the kitchen.

"Sure, what's up?" Y/N asked as she pulled some pizzas out of the freezer and closed the freezer door.

“Did you take my shaver out of my travel pack?” he asked.

“Um, yeah, sorry. I can't find mine and you weren't supposed to be going on a mission for a while and I totally forgot to put it back in before you went away. Sorry, babe,” Y/N replied, not turning to look at him since she was switching on the oven.

“Y/N, turn around,” Steve whispered, his voice was low and a lot deeper than usual. It surprised even him.

Y/N turned around and let out a little squeak of surprise when she saw him, holy mother of beards did he look good. The scruffy stubble that he had grown over the past couple of days somehow made him look even more attractive and she wasn't sure how that was even possible. “You, uh, you grew a beard,” she whispered out, trying not to let on how god damn sexy she found this new look.

He looked at Y/N, his eyes raking down her barely clothed body as she leaned against the kitchen counter, they then drifted back up her body and locked with her Y/E/C eyes. Steve took one long stride towards her, long arms coming to a rest on the counter either side of her on the counter, caging her in.

"I kinda had no choice since someone decided to take my shaver," he whispered as he leaned closer to her so she could feel his hot breath fanning across her face.

“Sorry, babe,” she whispered back, she was feeling a little hot under the collar now.

“That's alright, doll. I don't mind. I'm gonna go have a shower, you making dinner?” he asked as he pulled away, his expression showing nothing but innocence.

“Sure,” she replied with a small smile, trying to hide how flustered he had made her.

“Thanks, doll. I love you,” Steve said as he pressed his lips to hers gently.

“I love you too,” she replied as she kissed him back softly.

He pulled away and left the kitchen to go to the bathroom to shower, which left Y/N alone to calm herself down and make dinner.

Once the pizzas were in the oven she went into the living room and laid on the couch while watching tv. Steve joined her about five minutes later, in nothing but a low hanging pair of sweatpants, he hadn't shaved which she found quite odd since she thought he might have shaved. Not that she was complaining, she loved the scruff.

Steve sat down beside her and lifted her feet up so they were resting on his lap, he smiled at her when she told him dinner would be ready in ten minutes.

Y/N sat up and curled into his chest, one arm draping over his waist, the other resting on his thigh, her legs still resting on his lap. He had both of his arms wrapped around her holding her close.

“How was the mission?” she asked.

“It was okay, got the intel we needed, took down another HYDRA base, Clint got injured but he's fine. I missed you, though,” he told her. “What about you? What have you been up to these past few days while I've been gone?”

"Spent a lot of it either here or at the compound. Wanda, Nat, and Vision kept me company. I missed you too," she replied as she nuzzled into him.

Chapter 2

Dinner was eaten in a comfortable silence, both of them just enjoying each others company as they ate. Y/N was happy to have him back and Steve was happy to be back.

Y/N was stood in the kitchen, finishing up washing the dishes, softly humming a tune to herself. She emptied the sink and dried her hands. She didn't even notice that Steve had come into the room until his arms appeared either side of her, trapping her against the sink, his move making her jump and squeal a little. "Jesus, Steve, warn me next time," she said with a chuckle.

Steve rested his chin on her shoulder and pressed a kiss to her neck. He heard the breath hitch in her throat as the stubble on his jaw tickled her neck. "Sorry, doll. Didn't mean to scare you," he whispered against her neck as he started leaving a trail of feather light kisses from her neck to her shoulder.

"It's okay," she said through a content sigh, instinctively tilting her head to the side to allow him better access. She felt him smile against her skin when she tilted her head to the side.

“I changed my mind, you're definitely not forgiven for stealing my razor,” Steve whispered.

Y/N bit her lower lip as his hot breath and his stubble tickled her neck making her bite the inside of her lip to suppress the moan that so desperately wanted to escape. "What are you gonna do about it?" she asked in a quiet voice, trying desperately to hide how much she was enjoying this just to tease him a little bit.

Steve responded by spinning her around to face him and crashing his lips to hers passionately. His hands gripped her hips in a tight hold and he hoisted her up and sat her on the counter so her legs were either side of his waist as he held her close. He smiled when a moan slipped from her lips, the sound being muffled by his own.

Y/N felt his hands move from her hips to her bare thighs and then he slowly moved his hands back up her body. His hands left a trail of sparks on her skin making her hum against his lips. He then slipped his hands under her shirt and he held her hips firmly in his hands.

Steve moved his lips from Y/N's to her neck and smiled against her skin when she let out a little gasp. He sucked on the delicate skin where her neck and shoulder met, making sure he left a mark. It felt like it had been too long since he'd felt her and held her like this. Tonight, he wanted to savor her body.

He was teasing her and she knew he was doing it because she stole his shaver. “Steve, please,” she pleaded through pants. He was still kissing her neck and the feeling of his lips on her skin coupled with the scratchiness of his beard sent electricity coursing through her body and only heightened her arousal.

Steve heard her plea and pulled her closer to him, his lips moving back to hers, his arms now wrapping around her waist as he picked her up off the counter. He walked towards the bedroom, pushing the door open with his hand and then kicking it closed with his foot. It had definitely been too long.

He moved over to the bed, laying her down with his body hovering over hers. His hands pulled at his shirt that she was wearing and removed it. He propped himself up with one hand while his hand other hand felt over her soft skin, traveling up her body until he got to her breast, he gripped it firmly. He kissed down her body, nipping and sucking in the places that he knew she liked until he got to her breast. He took her nipple between his lips using his tongue to manipulate the bud feeling it harden.

Y/N lay beneath Steve, happily allowing him to explore her body with his hands and his mouth. Gasps and moans leaving her lips as he kissed down her neck and sucked on her nipple. She felt his hand slide down her body from her breast to her underwear and she moaned when she felt him cup her sex over the material of her underwear. He started rubbing her in firm motions and kissing her neck and she couldn't stop the moan that escaped her lips. She was craving his touch now, she needed him to touch her underneath her underwear.

"Steve, please," she begged in a whisper. Her hands started roaming his body, she was so happy he had decided not to put a shirt on. She had missed touching him and holding him like this. She groaned when he didn't move his hand under her underwear where she wanted him. He was teasing her. Then it clicked, he only ever responded to one name when he got dominant like this. “Captain, please.

Steve could hear her pleading with him, he knew she wanted him to go under, but he just loved to tease her. He'd touch her where she wanted him, but not yet. Then she called him 'Captain' and he groaned against her neck. He couldn't help himself and he moved his hand up to the hem of her underwear before slipping his hand underneath the fabric, he rubbed slow circles over her clit with his finger as he captured her lips with his again.

Chapter 3

Y/N let out a moan against his lips when he finally touched her where she wanted him too. His movements were slow and teasing and it made her groan against his lips as she bucked her hips into his hand, desperate for him to move his fingers faster.

“Stay still or I stop,” Steve whispered against her lips. Tonight, he was in control. He smiled slightly into the kiss when she stopped moving her hips. “Good girl.” He started moving his fingers a little faster over her clit, drinking in her moans. He felt one of her hand grip onto his back, leaving marks, while her other hand moved into his hair gripping at the blonde locks. God, he loved it when she did that. He could tell she was close now and he decided to tease her a little longer by slowing his movements and then picking them up again a moment later.

Y/N whined against him when he slowed down his movements and gasped when he picked them up again. "Please, Captain, I'm so close," she whispered against his lips. When he listened to her pleas and slipped a finger inside her, she moaned loudly against his lips, her grip on him tightening as she came.

Steve rode her through her orgasm before removing his hand from her. He slid his hand up her body before he moved so he was holding his body weight on his knees. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, he pulled his lips away from hers and looked down at her, she was still panting from her orgasm and he would by lying if he said the way she looked right now, breathless underneath him, her eyes blown with lust, didn't turn him on even more. “Don't move. Understand?” he asked. He was a little breathless too from his arousal and the kiss.

Y/N looked up at him as he pinned her hands above her head. She loved it when he got like this. It was her weakness and he knew it. He knew it drove her crazy when he took control. When he was dominant. "Yes. I understand, Captain," she replied.

He smiled down at her and then removed her underwear before he left a trail of kissed from her jawline to her hips. He sucked a dark mark on her hip, drawing a moan from her lips. He shuffled down the bed, kissing and nipping at her inner thighs before he moved his mouth to her sex, kissing at her lips.

He was driving her crazy. She was desperate to move and buck her hips into his mouth, but she followed orders and didn't move, she did, however, groan when he sucked on her hips and kissed and nipped her inner thighs and she whimpered when he kissed her lips. She then felt him insert the tip of his tongue into her folds and she let out a loud moan.

Steve heard the moan and he just couldn't help himself. Her moans, the way she tasted, it was all so addictive. He gripped her inner thighs, his nails digging into her flesh slightly, but not hard enough to hurt her. He took a long lick of her and savored her taste. He knew her body so well now, he knew what she liked and didn't like. He used that to his advantage, he teased her with the tip of his tongue before taking long licks from her entrance to her clit. The sounds that were coming from her mouth as he teased and licked her were damn near sinful and he loved it.

Y/N could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge of orgasmic bliss as he continued to lick her, “Please...I'm so close,” she begged.  A moan tore its way from her throat as he moved his hands to her hips, gripping them in a tight hold to keep her still as he flicked his tongue over her sensitive bud faster until she detonated. Another loud moan escaped her as she came. The feeling of his tongue on her most sensitive area coupled with the way his beard was scratching her inner thighs just gave an orgasm that she'd never had before. It was unlike anything she'd ever felt before.

Steve rode her through her second orgasm. God, he loved the feeling of her legs shaking and her being breathless beneath him. He kissed back up her body until he got to her lips, sealing her lips with his as he used one hand to gently caress her side while he held propped himself up with the other. "You can move now," he whispered against her lips. He needed her touch, he craved it.

Y/N was more than happy to move her hands from above her head to his body, she felt over his arms and his chest and his back as they kissed. Her hands ghosted along his skin, her touch gentle. She'd always loved to just touch him.

Steve let out a soft moan against her lips when he felt her hands running over his body. He pulled away from her for a brief moment to remove his sweatpants and as soon as those were off, he kissed her again. He grabbed himself in his hand and rubbed himself over her slick before slowly pushing himself inside her. Both of them moaned simultaneously.

He stayed still for a few moments, allowing her to adjust to his size again, it really had been a while. Y/N hooked her legs over his thighs and shifted underneath him, groaning at the feeling of him being inside her again.

When she shifted underneath him, he couldn't hold himself back. He kissed her deeply and placed his hand on her cheek. He moved his hips slowly at first and he gradually picked up the pace until he was moving at a comfortable pace. Not too fast, not too slow, and not too hard. He couldn't contain the noises he was making and neither could she. Both of them were moaning and groaning against each other as their hips moved in sync. Her hands were on his back and in his hair, gripping onto him like a vice.

When she started feeling close she let him know by gripping onto him tighter and moaning louder against his lips.

Steve felt her tighten around him and he let out a low and erotic moan as he moved his hips faster. He made sure she felt every ounce of pleasure that he was feeling. "Cum with me," he murmured against her lips. He felt her walls clench around him and he slipped his arm underneath her back so his arm was wrapped around her waist, holding her as close to him as he could. As she came, so did he and they both moaned just as loudly against each other's lips as they did so.

Both of them panted as they came down from their high. Steve waited a moment before pulling out of her and rolling onto his side next to her. He pulled her close as he pulled the covers over them.

Y/N curled into Steve, her forehead resting on his. She had one hand on his chest while the other was on his cheek, her fingers feeling over the stubble. “I think I should steal your shaver more often,” she joked making him chuckle.

Steve leaned forward and kissed her slowly and softly. “I love you so much,” he whispered.

“I love you too, Steve,” she replied.

It wasn't long before they both fell asleep, holding each other close. They were happy to be in one another's arms again.

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Moving Day... (A NU’EST Fanfiction)

Writer’s Note: So I read somewhere that the Wanna One boys are moving into their dorms today. I don’t know how reliable that is, but either way that day will come, and Minhyun will be separated from his brothers... for a long time. But anyway, I wanted to inject some happiness into this devastated fandom that is L.O./\.E, so I do hope that this fanfic could cheer some of y’all up. 

Shampoo, check. Shaver, check. Skincare kit, check. Clothes, check. Books, check. Electronics, check. Toiletries, check. Nu’est albums, check. 

Minhyun was meticulously going through his packing list as he got ready for the move. To be honest, he was was still quite numb from the events of Friday night. It all happened in a blur, and he doesn’t remember much of the details. But, one thing was seared into his memory. And it still stung whenever he tried to ignore it. 

Produce 101 was over. And he was the only one to make it through.

Just the thought of it made him choke up again. So, he tried to occupy his mind by going through his list a 27th time. Everything was in place, everything was ready, except for his heart. He had barely moved into the solo room for couple of months and suddenly had to part with it. You see, in the Nu’est dorm there are 3 rooms, 2 of which were shared, and 1 was a solo room. The boys rotate the allocations every year just so that everyone could get a chance to stay in the solo room, and this year it was Minhyun’s turn. He still remembers the fateful day when he shifted all of his things to this room. He remembers the distinct joy and excitement of finally having the solo room again. He remembers how he rolled around in this bed. He remembers how he would spend late nights up writing lyrics for new songs. He remembers reading his favorite novels till the sun came up in this room. This room, no, this house was his sanctuary, and all of a sudden he had to part with it. A room, a house that once brought him joy, was now a room, a house that brought him sorrow. 

Swallowing his tears, he curled up onto the mattress, that was now stripped of it’s sheets, and he tried to rationalize his emotions.

“It’s okay... it’s okay, it’s only 18 months... it’s only 18 months,” he repeated under his breath. But a single tear escaped from his fox-like eyes.

Truthfully, he didn’t want it to end up like this. He didn’t want to leave his members. He didn’t want to be the only one who made it. He didn’t want to be all alone.

At this point you must be wondering, where are the other members? Well, they were all home, but Minhyun has been so depressed for the past 2 days that they determined that it was better to leave him alone. After Friday night, Minhyun has locked himself in his room the entire time, only occasionally coming out for food, water and the bathroom. Otherwise, he was always alone, inside his beloved solo room. They wanted to say something, but, they didn’t know what to say. So they decided, silence was the best option.

Minhyun knew that his behavior was making the members uncomfortable. But, he too didn’t know how to face them. He didn’t what to say. So he also decided that silence was the best option. But that silence was deafening. 

Minhyun spiraled deeper and deeper into his thoughts, but suddenly there was a rough knocking on the door.

“Yah! Hwang Minhyun! Come out!” It was Dongho.

Minhyun moaned an inaudible reply, and continued to mope on the mattress.

“Oh boy... I’m coming in,” Dongho warned. Dongho roughly opened the door and swiftly lifted Minhyun over his shoulder. “Going up. Okay, come out now Mopey Minhyun, we ain’t got all day.”

“Dongho, put me down, I’m not in the mood for games,” Minhyun groaned as he tried to pry himself off Dongho.

“Yea, in this state you never will be. Now, we are going out to the living room,” Dongho declared as trudged out with determination.

“Dongho! Put me down, I don’t want to go,” Minhyun struggled, but Dongho was far to strong for him.

“Shush young grasshopper, you will thank me in a bit” Dongho replied mysteriously as he tightened his grip on Minhyun’s thighs.

Minhyun gave up the struggle and just allowed himself to be carried off like a rag doll. He didn’t have the energy to fight. 

When they finally got to the living room, all the lights were off. Dongho nimbly put down Minhyun and said “Here we go, ready guys.”

In a flash the lights came on and poppers blew up in Minhyun’s face.

“WOOOHOOOOOO!” Jonghyun, Minki and Aron cheered while holding onto the poppers.

Minhyun was stunned. He stared on flabbergasted at the scene before him. Laid out on the table was a lavish spread of his favorite foods and a giant cake in the middle. On the cake, in crude icing it read “Happy Moving Out Day Minhyun!”. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he covered his eyes trying to hide them.

“Awwww, our Minhyun is crying,” Aron teased, as he proceeded to pick up a piece of fried chicken to give to Minhyun.

“Minhyun don’t cry, you’ve cried for 2 days already, don’t think we don’t know,” Minki said as he tickled Minhyun’s side trying to make him laugh.

“Minhyun ah, we know that you don’t want to leave us, but we can’t let your last day be one filled with sorrow. Besides, it’s a happy day, I finally get my own room again!” Dongho cheered, as he joined Minki in tickling him.

Minhyun let out a little laugh through his tears, and opened his mouth to welcome the fried chicken that Aron had brought over. Finally, the tears escaped from his eyes, but this time, it wasn’t tears of guilt, nor sorrow, it was tears of joy. He dearly missed the warmth of his members, and this moment made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside, in the best way possible.

Jonghyun approached him, and placed a reassuring arm over his shoulder. He said (in his typical leader way), “Minhyun ah, stop blaming yourself. You deserve this spot, and because of that you can’t let us, nor the fans down. You are an amazing person, possibly the best one out of all of us to be up there. So, go out there and blow them away. And if you ever get lonely, or tired, just know that we won’t be changing the passcode.”

At those words Minhyun choked up a little and engulfed Jonghyun in a hug.

“Thank you, I love you so so much,” he whimpered as he chewed on the fried chicken.

“Hey, don’t leave me out of this,” Minki protested as he wrapped his arms around the two.

“Me too, me too!” Dongho joined in.

“You people, when did you guys get so close without me,” Aron teased as he too joined in the group hug. 

For a good 2 minutes the 5 boys just stood there, hugging each other. No one said anything, because silence was the best option. There are certain things that need not be said, and among them 5 that list is as long as the River Nile. They didn’t need to say it, but there was such an overwhelming amount of love between all of them that it would put even the most loving of couples to shame. They were more than just co-workers, they were more than just members, they were brothers, they were family.

“Urgh, it’s getting stuffy. Come on guys let’s eat before manager-hyung comes up to take our Minhyun away,” Jonghyun declared as he split up the boys.

“Yeap, yeap let’s eat!” Dongho chimed in excited.

Minhyun nodded his head ever so slightly and sat down at the table ready to eat. But, before he could even pick up his chopsticks he felt a strong force push his head down, straight into the cake.

“HAHAHAHHA! You didn’t think that cake was meant for eating did you?” Aron teased as he and Minki hugged their stomachs as they began cackling. 

Jonghyun and Dongho too began laughing, as Minhyun lifted his head out of the cake in slow motion. What more could he have expected from these dorks. But then again, this is why he loves them. He wiped the cream off his face and flung it at Aron. Unfortunately he missed, but by now he was grabbing pieces of cake and launching it at each of his members. All the while, Minhyun was smiling and laughing. He hadn’t felt this happy in a while, and to him this moment was golden. Upon reflection, 18 months didn’t seem that long. Besides, as Jonghyun said, if he ever needed emotional support, the door would always be open.

[lisakori]

The Wandering Ear is now from 4-5 MST!

Doing a little switcheroo at the station. The Wandering Ear is now from 4-5 MST. I’m sharing the time slot with DJ Pancake Breeze who will DJ on days I can’t make it! 

Here are playlists from the last couple of weeks I never got around to posting. 

June 12 Swans - Trust Me Sinéad O'Connor - Mandinka Strawberry Switchblade - Jolene Yoko Ono - What A Bastard The World Is Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - The Witness Song Nina Hagen - Mean Old World Screamin' Jay Hawkins - Whistling Past The Graveyard Joe Henderson, Alice Coltrane - Water Sunn 0))) - It Took The Night To Believe The Velvet Underground - Venus In Furs The Fall - Totally Wired Xiu Xiu - Scisssssssors The Raincoats - No One's Little Girl

June 5 Goblin - Opening to the Sighs Spirit Girls - Comforting the Bears Siouxsie and the Banshees - Hong Kong Garden Circuit Des Yeux - Call Sign E8 The Fugs - Nothing Robbie Basho - The Falconer's Arm Nico - The Falconer Ulan Bator - La Joueuse De Tambour Enstürzende Neubaten - Der Tod Ist Ein Dandy Jarboe, Larry Seven - Volcano Holly Herndon - SWIM Teho Teardo, Blixa Bargeld - Still Smiling Rebecca Phillips - Burnt Peach (Object Blue Remix)

May 29 2019 Doc & Merle Watson - Summertime Bill Callahan - Jim Cain Chuck Berry - Memphis, Tennessee Champion Jack Dupree - Drinkin' Wine Spodie-Odie Mickey Newbury - T. Total Tommy David Crosby - Laughing The Deslondes - Fought The Blues And Won Odetta - Timber Michael Hurley - I Stole The Right To Live Rev. Gary Davis - Death Don't Have No Mercy Davie Bowie - Where Are We Now? Circuit Des Yeux - Black Fly Robby Basho - Blue Crystal Fire Buffy Sainte-Marie - Goodnight

May 22 - Substitute DJ for The End Is The Beginning Johnny Cash - Desperado Rita Coolidge, Keb' Mo' - Walking On Water Lucinda Williams - Something About What Happens When We Talk Eliza Gilkyson - Borderline Blaze Foley, Ben Dickey - Should Have Been Home With You Hurray For The Riff Raff - Ode To John And Yoko James McMurtry - Dry River Bobbie Gentry - Lazy Willie Eric Bibb - Brazos River Blues Delbert McClinton & Self-Made-Men - Pulling The Strings Marc Broussard - Cry To Me Richie Havens - Here Comes The Sun Phosphorescent, Jenny Lewis - Sugaree Lucinda Williams - Car Wheels On A Gravel Road Billy Joe Shaver - Live Forever

May 22 2019 Patti Smith - So You Want To Be Nina Simone - Suzanne Rufus, Chaka Khan - Your Smile Kelsey Lu - Foreign Car New York Dolls - Trash Holly Herndon - Alienation Daevid Allen, Euterpe - Mystic Sister Lou Reed - Vicious Jean-Michel Jarre, Laurie Anderson - Rely On Me Peter Murphy - Seesaw Sway Psychic TV - Godstar Einstürzende Neubaten - Sehnsucht - Zitternd Oval - Legendary ANBB, alva noto, Blixa Bargeld - Ret Marut Handshake Gong - Master Builder The Electric Prunes - I Had Too Much To Dream (Last Night) Meredith Monk - Environs 1

May 15 2019 B.B. King, Tracy Chapman - The Thrill Is Gone Albert King - Born Under A Bad Sign Elmore James - The Sky Is Crying Buddy Guy - Damn Right, I've Got The Blues Stevie Ray Vaughan - Pride and Joy B.B. King - Three O'clock Blues Traveling Wilburys - Tweeter And The Monkey Man Shakura S'Aida - Rain Down Rain T-Bone Walker - T-Bone Blues Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers - Louisiana Rain Zora Young - Go Ahead and Take Him Otis Rush - Working Man

May 8 2019 Buffy Sainte-Marie - You're Gonna Need Somebody On Your Bond Scott Walker - Duchess Faust - Birds of Texas Grouper - Made of Metal S.Y.P.H. - Nachbar Marie Davidson - Lara (Daniel Avery Mix) John Maus - And The Rain Grouper - Vapor Trails Yves Tumor, James K - Licking An Orchid Ellicist - Hennepin Scott Walker - My Death Ana Roxanne - Nocture Unspecified Artist, Wolof Music of Senegal - Tara (Traditional Song)