#mmmhh eating my shoes

[depvotee]

Marid really dropped into Night City and it seems like a swarm of DILFs came running to him to turn into THE disfuctional male figure in his life, like if we're a competition or smt

[universitypenguin]

Steve Rogers - Sex Headcanon

Warnings: Smut, Light bondage, NSFW, 18+

Word Count: Too long, as usual.

First of all, Steve Rogers loves sex. 

He’s a bit touch starved after waiting for the right woman, but when he finds you and things move into the physical affection stage, he’s all over you.

During sex, Steve loves that he can pick you up with little effort

He likes doing it against the wall

Standing, almost any position

Likes that he can hold your hips still even when you start to squirm when he hits the right spots

In general, holding onto your hips, your butt, and even when he gets to curl his hands around to grasp your inner thighs, Steve is thrilled. Captain America is an ass man.

He loves your legs too, though.

Likes to pin you down for prone bone.

He hates to admit how much using his strength against you turns him on.

But you love it too and when he realizes that you like the same positions he does, it gets more intense.

Like, he’ll pick you up while he’s standing and lift you to his shoulders, draping your legs over his shoulders to eat you out.

When Steve learns that you not only can orgasm multiple times, but that you enjoy it, he starts to let go a bit more.

At first he was careful in bed. He kept things slow and gentle, not being entirely sure of his strength. But once he gets comfortable…

He goes feral

It starts when you ask him to tie you up. The idea is only familiar to him from Tony and Thor’s jokes about 50 Shades of Gray.

Steve hates 50 Shades of Gray. He thinks Christian is an ass who doesn’t respect women.

But back to the topic: bondage. He’s willing to hear you out about why you want that. And eventually, he says yes.

The conversation about bondage goes like this:

You’ve never done bondage before. Despite having several past relationships and experiences, you’ve never trusted a man like that. Erotica tastes aside, reality is a beast of its own.

And without the feeling of complete safety that Steve Rogers inspires in your heart, you won’t have even brought it up.

But you trust him without reservations.

The idea of bondage for you is totally psychological. To have your hands restrained and be blind folded takes the pressure off of you. Sometimes your mind starts going during sex and it ruins your enjoyment.

It’s not like you’re thinking about the groceries or anything, just that you start planning your next move. Should you kiss him now, or do you need to moan louder? Does your moaning sound like a dying cat? Maybe you should keep it down.

So the blind fold is important.

And you don’t want to be able to move because you’d try to plan that too. Sometimes you put a lot of pressure on situations to be perfect. Perfect because you made it perfect, you mean. Your expectations are of yourself.

This is one reason you hate not being able to achieve orgasm. That matters to Steve a lot and he always but your pleasure first. The man is selfless and sweet. And when your mind decides to shut down the orgasm buttons, you hate disappointing him.

Steve is sold on the idea of bondage once he understands that it’s only an option because you feel safe with him. And he likes being the only person you’d trust to be this vulnerable with. All the 50 Shades objections vanish for him once you explain that part.

When you tell him that your struggles orgasming sometimes are from your own pressures to be good in bed, he gets it.

He loves that about you, your desire to please him and make things good. It motivates him to accept the offer of bondage.

Because it makes perfect sense that being forced to be the recipient and having control stripped away would fix that for you.

Steve says that you’ll have to let him make the plan. Which is *so* Steve Rogers it’s almost funny.

On a random Tuesday you get dinner with a friend and come home late. The lights are off which is weird because you expected Steve to be home. When you step inside you call out for him but no reply. Kicking off your shoes you wander to the kitchen and when you reach for the light switch, a hand grabs your wrist.

You give a small scream as a body presses you into the wall. Then you recognize the feel and the scent of his aftershave.

Steve has you pinned to the wall, wrists on either side of your head, feet spread apart and his big body caging you in.

It’s happening. It’s so happening. And you feel thrilled and scared and outrageously excited.

He’s excited too, you can feel it pressing into your back. The man’s been planning and fantasizing, clearly.

“Do you still want this, honey?”

His first words to you are the reason that you want this. It warms your heart at the same time your panties are growing wet.

“Yes, Steve. So much. Please.”

He rolls his hips, pressing his body against you and you can’t control the moan that passes your lips.

“Red means we stop. Yellow is slow down. If I’m going to do something that I think you need to consent to, I’ll ask ‘is this okay?’ and you’re going to say “Green” if you want it. Understand?

“Pick a safe word, doll.”

Eagle is your safe word. Your mind just liked the whole patriotic motif, you supposed.

Once the ground rules are laid out, Steve turns you around and with a tap on the curve of your ass, signals you to jump up.

With your legs around his waist and arms curled around his neck, he carried you upstairs to the bed.

Blindfold goes on first. Then cuffs that are lined with something soft that feels like shearling.

You know without asking that he picked them because he thought handcuffs would be too aggressive. Again, your heart flips.

“I’m going to push you, baby. I want you to wring every bit of enjoyment you can out of this. I’m going to make you come hard. You with me on that?”

You’re with him. You’ve waited a long time to try this.

“I have a plan for aftercare too,” he says.

And that’s your first hint that he’s about to go feral on you like he sometimes does when he’s keyed up from a mission.

Steve Rogers has freaking stamina for days. The man could kill you with sex if he wanted to.

(His sex drive is high… all that waiting for the right girl makes a man horny)

He undoes the halter tie of your dress and pull it down, slipping it over your legs.

He uses his mouth first. And it’s frustrating that he left your panties on. 

(The outfit was something he’d suggested. You’d thought he just liked the sundress and had been complimented when he’d said you’d look great in it today. Now it was clear he’d been planning all day. Probably longer.)

He’s been planning since the night you told him two weeks ago. Before the conversation was even over. You felt safe enough with him to ask for such a private and vulnerable fantasy and that turned him on in a mental way he can’t even explain.

So he starts by teasing you.

He kisses your mouth, slow and sensual. His tongue flicks against yours but never quite for as long as you’d like. And he knows how you like it by this point in the relationship. So you’re well aware he’s teasing you.

His mouth begins to wander to your neck and he laps at the sensitive spot. Your thighs clench in response. You’re soaked now, so wet it’s a little bit embarrassing.

He finally finds your breast with his mouth, taking an aching bud in his mouth and drawing on it. Softly. Gently. Lapping and teasing without the friction you needed to enjoy it.

Your breath came in pants now and you spread your legs to open yourself to encourage him to continue. Because there’s somewhere else that really needs attention.

Instead he turns to the other breast and gives it the same attention. Slower. And softer. Stroking with his tongue until your nipple was painfully tight.

His hand trailed up to cup the breast he wasn’t sucking on. The pad of his thumb made teasing circles and you moaned, arching your back into his mouth.

He chuckled and released the aching bud with a pop. Fingertips swirled the nipple he’d just abandoned, coating it with his saliva. He pinch it just right and your hips jerked.

Arousal was a living breathing thing inside your body now, clawing at your lower belly, turning breath into unsteady pants.

“How are you doing, baby?”

The bastard knew you were dying. Sweat was starting to burst from your pores. Your entire body was hot with need.

“Please, Steve…”

“Mmmhh? What do you need, doll?”

“I need your to touch me.”

“Where?”

“My pussy. I’m so wet for you, please touch me. Get inside of me.”

He purred. This was the moment you realized that you’d created a monster. Because he was getting off on the power play.

(This wasn’t actually when the monster was officially created. No, that would be later when you were done and he got to see your dazed face and tear filled eyes from the magnitude of what he’d drawn your body.)

He let go of the nipple and flattened his palm on your ribs, sliding it down inch by inch until he paused on your low belly.

He toyed with the band of your panties.

“You’re wet for me? Does this needy pussy want my fingers or my mouth?”

“Both!!”

He laughed again. But he went ahead, so it was worth it.

And heaven help you, there were fireworks. The bondage was working wonders for your mental need to be out of control. But Steve took it higher when he forced your legs wide and pinned them to the mattress.

And while spin class workouts did amazing things for your thighs, nothing topped super soldier strength. You were stuck. Legs pushed flat to the bed, hands cuffed to the head board and nothing stopping the extremity turned on man with his head between your legs.

He lied about giving your his mouth and fingers. At first he only used his mouth on your clit, licking around it, touching the tip of his tongue over it in slow flicks, then finally, finally, sucking.

Your body seized at the shock of pleasure, white hot and raw jerking through nerve endings frayed from lack of fulfillment.

He knew what pitch he needed to hear you moan at before he added his fingers.

He knew it because Steve Rogers is a man who studies all the angles of a situation and knows his enemy. Or in this case, knows his lover.

He rubs at your G-spot with the pad of his finger and you scream.

Your head falls back on the pillow and tears start to flow because it’s not enough.

“More, oh, please. Steve, I need-“

He growls. “I know what you need, babydoll. And I’ll give it to you when you’re a good girl and you hold back that orgasm for me. I don’t want you to come yet. Don’t you dare come. If you do I’m going to have to take you over my knee.”

Just the idea of him spanking you almost makes you lose it.

He backs off the intensity. And you start to sob from the brutal frustration of being taken so high and left without release.

His name begins to fall from your lips like a litany, as you start to beg.

“Steve! Please, I want to come!”

“Not yet. Hold back. You be my good girl and hold back. I don’t want to spank that sweet behind until it’s red, but I’ll do it.”

Your scream is gargled by a wave of pleasure that makes your whole body roll as it rips through you from head to toe.

“Let me come, damn it!”

Smack. He’s light and there’s a sting on your right inner thigh.

“Hold. It. Back!”

Screams become sobs. You can’t hold still. You’re fighting the restraints and trying to move but he’s not allowing it. All you can do is clench around his fingers and cry.

“Come for me, baby.”

Release floods you in a second when he gives permission.

The cord of tension snaps. Your muscles lock. The scream you felt building is nowhere to be found. Your voice disappears in the violence of the orgasm. It’s totally silent as your body takes control.

Your channel clamps down around his fingers. The orgasm pulses through your body like being set on fire.

Then you scream. And the muscles that had gone stiff suddenly quiver with release.

If Steve hadn’t held you down through it you’d have been snapping your hips and arching into the sensations, away from them.

He keeps going, pushing you through it until the orgasm is finished.

Then you cry.

Honestly crying, because of the intensity of the release.

You’d expected to get off. You hadn’t guessed that you would get obliterated by the world’s most intense orgasm.

Steve immediately crawls up and takes off the blind fold.

“It’s okay, doll. I’m here. You’re okay, you’re safe. Hold on to me.”

You move, trying to reciprocate when his arms go around you, but they’re still cuffed.

This makes you cry harder.

Steve rips them open, letting you free.

And then you’re in his arms and you can cry properly.

He rolls over with you in his arms, one arm tight around your waist, the other cupping the back of your head.

What shocks you is that he’s not nervous, apologizing, or asking if you’re hurt. He’s petting you and whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

“It’s okay, baby. Let it out. I’m right here, not goin’ anywhere. Hold on to me, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”

The warm hand moving over your back is a delicious comfort. Almost as good as being held to the strong chest by arms thicker than most people’s legs.

When the storm of emotions passes, you blink up as Steve, a bit confused.

His smile is gentle and his eyes are filled with warmth.

“I did my research. You came down from that hard, didn’t you?”

Your answering “yeah,” is slurred.

He kisses your forehead. If you weren’t already boneless from your release, that would have finished you off.

“You were such a good girl for me. I can’t wait to do this again.”

With a tired smile you arch an eyebrow.

“But we can’t be done. I haven’t had you inside of me yet, soldier.”

Steve’s eyes go wide at the remark and you smirk.

“I still need you to fuck me, baby. I need to feel you finish on top of me and collapse into my arms. Please.”

You said please. And if he didn’t get assist a lady who needed his help, what kind of a hero was he?

[butter-egg-toast]

YouTuber Girlfriend ▶️

I got a bunch of requests for this one. . 👍

Requested by @dragonwolfs

Long post be prepared.

I'm so sorry I couldn't think of Albert, Kadea, and Aii

Enjoy 🤗

Haru: 🎨

🌙You're a mix media ArtYouTuber.

🌙You do various art forms like painting sculpture, Ink art, ceramics, etc.

🌙You're usually not on Camara, most of your videos are focused on your art work.

🌙On some occasions Haru would draws something for you

🎨" Look (y/n), it's a Mackerel sculpture"-Haru

🌙 Haru gives art tips on the channel for beginners.

🎨"Art and swimming are similar...just go with the flow"-Haru

🌙He goes shopping with you for art supplies.

🎨" We literally only bought 4 items and it came to 40 dollars?!-Haru

🌙You and Haru did a couple of drawing challenges like:

Draw with left hand challenge,

Draw each other challenge

Draw with your eyes closed challenge

🌙At the end of the day Haru secretly enjoy making art with you.

🌙You have a simple following of 50k

Channel name: HoneycombArts.

Matoko: 🐱

🌙You're an animal YouTuber

🌙You work at a pet adoption center. So you encounter different types animals like:

Cats, dog, rabbits, birds, and many more

🌙You invited Matoko to help you with the feral kittens and cats; immediately after hissing at you and the other employees they warm up to Matoko.

🐱"Wow.. they really love me!"-Matoko

😸" Woah Her fur is so fuffy and pretty"-Matoko

🌙You give tips about properly taking care of animals.

🌙Matoko usually not on Camara that much (he's kinda shy)

🌙But when he is on Camara, The videos with the most views are usually with Matoko washing kittens.

🐱"You want to make sure the kitty is calm and not scared of you. Make sure you talk to them to calm them."-Makoto

🐱"Its okay little guy, you're gonna be a nice and clean kitty"-Makoto

🌙 You have a simple following 80k

Channel name: PreciousPets

Nagisa: 🎬

🌙You're a movie/TV show commentator. Comedy skits, you comment on badly movie reviews or simple commentary.

🌙You and Nagisa something reenact scenes from movies and TV shows.

🎬" Oi!!! Look at me when I'm talking to you *bad acting*" -Nagisa

🌙Nagisa cant get his lines right and he always laugh. That's what makes it charming.

🎬" Dont go...I..ummm... *laugh* I forgot (y/n) chan.. what's the line again?"-Nagisa.

🌙Sometimes there are cheesy skits you do together for fun.

🌙 there are some occasions were both of you and Nagisa forgot your lines and you both had to improv.

🎬" Noooooo... how.. could you betray me? Nagisa fell to his knees. "Well...you shouldn't have took my... taco.." trying your best to hold in your laughter. Nagisa confused at your choice of words. "Eh?..."-Nagisa

🌙He Loves being on Camara most of the time

You have a simple following 50k to 80k

Channel name: Tomatometer

Rei: 📘

🌙You're a History YouTuber. Educational videos, learning , science, and technology

🌙 You go over the latest new technology and you have sponsors that send you laptops and phones

🌙You have a mini segment were Rei goes over interesting fun science facts

📘"The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue"-Rei

📘" People who speak two languages may unconsciously shift their personalities when they switch from one language to another.

🌙 You and Rei do a myth busting, where you answer questions from viewers.

🌙There was even a time were you both performed a chemistry experiment that failed.

📘" *cough * see this is why its important to have safety precautions"-Rei

You have a simple following of 50k to 60k

Channel name: Learn Something Today

Rin: 🛠

🌙You're a DIY YouTuber, building and create easy life hacks

🌙You build random projects you find on Instagram, Twitter, Pinterest or viewers suggestion

🛠" (y/n)? That a cool sculpture"-Rin

🌙Rin is never in your videos. The only time he showed his face is when you both did a challenge together.

🛠" Woah!! This looks complicated. But nothing's too complicated for me. What do we need ,(y/n)?"-Rin

🌙Rin sometimes goes shopping with you to find your supplies.

🛠 "Huh?! This is a lot of wood (y/n), what are you making today?"-Rin

🛠" what type of wood you need?"-Rin

🌙You sometimes give away or sell your projects depending on the occasion.

🌙Rin helps with your projects on his day off, because he's curious how the project will turn out.

You have a simple following of 80k

Channel name: Fix it Make it

Souskue: 🥙

🌙You're a cooking Youtuber

🌙Sousuke something does voice overs talking about cooking traditional Japanese food and giving cooking tips.

🥙" Okonomiyaki is a simple pancake that is cook with cabbage."-Souskue

🌙People always send you emails asking to show your boyfriends face because they love his voice so much.

🥙" They really like me? I dont think my sounds like honey"-Souskue

🌙You sometimes do food challenge and completions with your friends and Souskue. (Souskue always win)

🌙You make a variety foods all over the world

🥙"Can you cook pork cutlets?"-Souskue

🌙The meals you and Souskue cook, you both give to homeless shelters and orphanages.

🌙Every special occasion you bake a themed caked.

🥙"Is that a shark?! How did you make this?!"-Sousuke

You have a simple following of 70k

Channel name: Cookie dough gummies

Momo: 🎮

🌙You're a Gaming YouTuber

🌙You play a wide variety of games like horror, dating Sims, action,Platformers, 3D, and many more

🌙Multiplayer with all your friends (Among us)

🌙Momo definitely loves playing adventures and scifi games with you

🌙Momo likes to bring Puyysuke with him to the gaming sessions.

🎮"Puyysuke is good luck!!"-Momo

🎮"Puyysuke is just as excited as I am with this game. "-Momo

🌙You and momo sometimes compete with each other in fighting and racing games.

🎮"Awwww no fair (y/n) that's cheating !!"-Momo

🎮" Ahhh how you keep winning"-Momo

You have a simple following of 60k

Channel name: Beetle juice

Seijour: 💪

🌙You're a health and fitness Youtuber

🌙Health and fitness tips from professionals and Seijour.

💪"Having a perfect form is the most important and effective way of succeeding"-Seijour

🌙Breaking down the human body to benefit different bodies types.

💪" This exercise plan I used on the samzuka swim team. I guaranteed you will bulk up👍"-Seijour

💪No pain no gain. Keep pushing YOUR ALMOST THERE!!! You can do it!!"-Seijour

🌙 You and Seijour do couples yoga on sundays.

💪"Dont worry (y/n) I got you. Just relax your muscles"-Seijour

You have a simple following 80k

Channel name: You're lifestyle

Kisumi: 💄

🌙You're a beauty YouTuber.

🌙Hes pretty much on your channel 24/7. Everyone loves the both of you.

🌙You do make up challenges, skin care tips, and themed make up looks.

💄"Niacinamide and hyaluronic acid are the best together on your skin"-Kisumi

🌙 You and kisumi have challenges where you do each other's makeup.

💄" Eh? I used the wrong color?! Haha sorry "-Kisumi

💄"I hope I'm not too rough with your face. Let me know."-Kisumi

🌙Kisumi did a voice over on one of your tutorials twice.

💄" Now shes applying blush on...oohhwow that's a cute shade on her..its really cute (y/n)"-Kisumi

💄" wow that makes (y/n) eyes pop!"-Kisumi

🌙Kisumi loves to do seasonal makeup tutorials with you.

🌙He even let you do some makeup on him.

💄" Woah I look like a kpop male idol! How did you did that??!"-Kisumi

You have a simple following of 90k

Channel name: Velvet lips

Asahi: 🔎

🌙You're a Horror theme YouTuber

🌙Discuss Mysteries and Paranormal activity all over the world, Unsolved crimes. Mysteries death and conspiracies theories

🔎"That's interesting.. has the crime been solved?"-Asahi.

🌙Asahi is not into the paranormal because he doesn't believe in it. However, because you like, he's curious about the stuff you talk about.

🔎"wow that monster is 8 foot tall!! And it was seen in Japan??!!"-Asahi

🔎" mmmhh.. that picture is kinda convincing"-Asahi

🌙There was a time where you, Asahi, Hiyori And kisumi went to explore an abandoned house on the countryside that is known for huntings

🔎"oh... (y/n) do you want me to hold your hand if your scared?"-Asahi

🔎"huh? That noise? It may have been a rat"-Asahi

You have a simple following of 70k

Channel name: Mystery XE

Ikuya:💻

🌙You're a Anmaition Youtuber, sometime you animate your story times and do little funny Anmaition, and music video Anmaition.

*The time I accidentally pranked my teacher story time*

*Middle school experience * story time

*Worst family vacation ever* story time

*Creey encounter at work ft Ikuya* story time

*How I met my boyfriend ft Ikuya* story time

🌙Ikuya something gives you ideas for a Anmaition.

💻"How about do a little mermaid Anmaition?"-Ikuya

💻"This is cute a Anmaition, you think you can teach me how to do it?-Ikuya

🌙 You created a Anmaition for Ikuyas birthday with one of his favorite songs.

💻" I love ever bit of this. You really know what I like"-Ikuya

You have a simple following 60k

Channel name: Ms.Honbuns

Natsuya: 🗺

🌙You're a travel YouTuber/Vlogger

🌙 natsuya is on your channel 24/7

🌙You and natsuya traveled to various locations while site seeing, eating food, meeting local people, learning the language, learning the history, and having fun.

🌙You do 360 VR videos of each country, or city you visit.

🌙Sometimes you both camp and go on hikes.

🗺" ah Its so calming out here in the wild"-Natsuya

🌙Natsuya has his own little segment were you taste different types of beers and wines all over the world

🗺".. woah (y/n) you have to try this. The favor is out of this wolrd!!"-Natsuya

🗺"Where do you want to go for the spring? I was thinking 🇬🇧The UK or 🇲🇽 Italy."-Natsuya

You have a simple following 90k to 1M

Channel name: Lake side view

Nao: 🍀

🌙You're a Garden YouTuber

🌙you give gardening tips

🌙on the weekends nao helps with your garden and maintaining it.

☘"Wow!! (Y/n) your vegetables looks great "-Nao

🌙You harvest and Nao cooks the Vegetables.

🍀"Wow the vegetables this harvest is delicious"-Nao

☘"Next harvest, can we plant watermelons?"-Nao

🌙Time lapse videos of Fruits and vegetables growing and decomposing.

You have a simple following of 50k

Channel name: Growful love

Hiyori: 🛍

🌙You're a Fashion YouTuber

🌙 Discuss the newest trends and unboxing new clothes, shoes and accessories .

🌙Haul videos with Hiyori (sometimes)

🛍" These sweater feels amazing"-Hiyori

🌙You and Hiyori sometimes try on matching clothes.

🛍" Wow! We're definitely a cute couple!-Hiyori

🛍"This is something I'll definitely wear every day "-Hiyori

🌙 Most of your clothes are your choice of style. And Hiyori's is more like dark academia.

🌙 Sewing clothes for you and Hiyori.

🛍"woah!! You made this for me?! Thank you so much"-Hiyori

🌙 And some occasions you guys will go thrift shopping.

You have a simple following of 60k

Channel name: Exclusive Z

[eleanorbloom]

Relighting the spark. Part 03.

Pairing: Bryce Lahela x F!MC (Tesse Sterling)

Word Count: 3.4k

Warning: Bit of angst and cursing.

A/N: Hello darlings! A few weeks ago Chahnaz invited me to do a collaborative fic with her and Georgia, and after weeks working on it, I’m finally posting it! It’s cheeeeesy, a little self-indulgent amd maybe experimental, but I think I made justice to the previous work the girls did. 

I hope you like it!

Part One  was written by @brycelahelalover​

Part Two was written by @lahamseiroshoe​

Taglist: @utterlyinevitable​​  @binny1985​​ @shanzay44​​ @choicesficwriterscreations​​ @laiba-the-person​​ @starrystarrytrouble​​ @lahellacute​​ @lucy-268​​ @aylamreads​​ @cinnamonspongecake​​ @romewritingshop​​ 

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Tesse sat on the first bench she found in the locker room, feeling her stomach quivering. She wasn’t sure if she was ready for that something that had hoped—dreamed— for years. 

But there was only a way to find out.

She sauntered towards her locker, changed her scrubs into a pair of blue jeans, a peach shirt, and a caramel jacket on top. Her hands were trembling while she was zipping it up. Then, she exited to the main entry and waited a few feet away from the doors. 

A couple of minutes after, she heard a "hey” behind her back. 

“Hey”—Tesse answered, her voice barely a whisper.

“So, did you think about my plan?”

After the kiss, she felt confused and slightly regretful for being so weak, because there were so many things both had to say. And as if ten years hadn’t passed, he could read her like a book. He proposed her to go to his place to have a proper talk without noises and intromissions.

“Yeah, and I accept.”

“Your favorite dish is still luau stew?”

Tesse froze. The question had been thrown so out of the blue, and with such specific information that it took her a while to process it. 

How he could remember that? she thought.

“Y… you still remember?”

“Yeah, practically the 90% of the time it reminds me of you, if it’s not always, but I don't want to brag.”

He gave her a charming smile that made Tesse melt more than she already was. 

“Wow. I don’t know what to say.”

“Yes? No? I actually hate it now?”

“Oh, that.”—Her cheeks flushed—"Yes, it is still my favorite”

“Cool, because near my place there is a Hawaiian restaurant I wanna try.”

He pulled out his phone and after a few touches he took it to his ear

“Goodnight, I would like two luau stew… Takeout… Great. By any chance do you have strawberry mochi? Really? Cool. Yes, two, please. Bryce Lahela. Thank you. I’ll be there in twenty, good night.”

He pocketed his phone into the inner layer of his jacket.

“All settled. I hope you don’t mind I imposed my dinner election.”

“I don’t. I actually had been wondering if there were any good places here.”

“Yeah, me too. When I arrived last week, I tried one downtown. It was great but could’ve been better. Maybe I just got used to my favorite at Stanford.”

They took the train and chatted about their day, trying to avoid more uncomfortable topics. It still felt awkward. Tesse was having a hard time trying to accept that after years of wishing, Bryce was by his side, and would probably be back as she always dreamed.

“And how’s your family?”

“Fine, I think so. My dad’s applying for parole for good behavior, I think. Keiki is 15. But I haven’t been there since… a lot.”

“How much?”

Tesse saw how the tension invaded his whole body, as he started to scratch the back of his head.

“I don’t know, I…I’ve been busy with med school.”

“You haven’t seen her in all this time?”

He didn’t reply,  but it wasn’t necessary.

“Bryce! She’s your sister, you can’t abandon her like that.”

His cheeks blushed and she could see the guilt in his eyes. 

“This is our stop”—He announced, taking a few steps towards the door. Once the train stopped, they got off the train. 

“Why you haven’t gone with your family? Your sister must be needing you, Bryce.”

“I’ll never forget my parents for what they did. They destroyed my life, Tesse. My life at school, even at college was a nightmare because of what they did. Hell, I left you because I wanted to protect you from that. I just can’t see them.”

“But Keiki has nothing to do with that, she was a kid, she is a teenager now, and must be living the same hell you lived, and you’re the only one who can understand her”

Bryce swallowed hard, his eyes sparkling. The thought of her suffering just like he did... It was too much for him.

“I’m sorry, I have no right to talk to you like that”

“That’s not true. You are the only one who has the right because you know how much she means to me,  it’s just… I know what I’ve been doing it’s awfully shitty, but it’s different when somebody else says it.”

Tesse took his hand and caressed the back softly.

“I’m sorry, I know this is difficult for you.”

Bryce nodded and then they walked in silence, each one with their own demons, regrets, and questions. 

After a few minutes, they got into the restaurant.

“Good night, takeout for two, please. Name’s Bryce Lahela”—He informed as they both reached the dispatch counter.

“Two Luau and mochi?”

“Correct”

The man behind the counter handed the bag to Tesse while Bryce took out his credit card. After a few seconds, the man handed him the receipt and Bryce folded it to put it in his wallet.

“Thank you, good night.”—Both Tesse and Bryce said before going back to the entry.

After a short walk, they entered the building. The façade showed a modern building, but it could be said it had been built about ten years ago.

“Heavens, nice place”—She said looking around the living room, decorated with a modern and sleek style, but it wasn't ostentatious. 

“Make yourself comfortable” —He invited, taking off his jacket and shoes. Tesse did the same. 

Then they sat in the table and started eating, sharing memories of the countless times they had luau stew for lunch at school, at his place, at hers… at their spot, even. 

“Mmmhh this is so great!! It’s almost as good as the stew my tutu cooks”—She says, with satisfaction both in her words and her face. (A/N: Tutu: Grandma in Hawaiian)

“Yeah, it’s delicious. I would give it 4 out of 5 stars, anyway.”

After a few seconds, Tesse stared at him, smiling brightly, forcing herself to forget all the pain, all the rage she had feeling for a few hours, and just enjoy the moment with him, before she would be back to her senses. 

“God. I missed you so much. I can’t believe fate put us together.”

Bryce slid his hand in the table to reach hers.

“Me neither. I wish it would have been sooner, though”—He let out a breath, melancholy in his eyes.

“Maybe, but you should know everything happens at the right time, Bryce.—She assured, now her taking his hand.—Maybe before this moment, we wouldn’t have been as ready or healed as now. If we really are, of course. We have a lot to talk about yet.

“Yeah.”—He looked at her, thoughtfully and then continued—“What I said earlier is true. I regret all the pain I caused, Tesse. I regret pushing you away because I knew you wanted to be there for me, but I thought I was protecting you.”

Tesse just listened to him quietly, assimilating all the words and gestures that would make her decide if he was really sorry and he was being honest and sincere about what had happened all these years.

“I realized too late that you were stronger than I thought. You were stronger than me even. I just ended up hurting you anyway, and maybe worse than what I was trying to protect you from.”

“Yes, because I never cared what people said, Bryce. I knew you, I knew you had nothing to do with what your father had done, and that was enough for me. People would always talk, but I only cared about you.”

“I know. Tesse, I’m so, so, sorry. There’s no day that I didn’t think about you and the pain I caused on you.”—He shook his head—"I… I tried to move on, but your memory always haunted me. No one was enough compared to what you gave me and how you made me feel.”

“It… It happened to me too. I never got interested in anyone after you. When you left it was like something inside me turned off. Like a bulb light had broken inside me. Some guys gave me a sparkle, a twinkle, but nothing more than that. Nothing like the light, the fire I felt with you. And… that I felt when I kissed you this afternoon.”

“Tesse...” — He whispered incredulous.

“Bryce, I’ve never wanted anything more than to be with you again. Seeing you here makes me forget everything that happened, but I know that someday, even in an hour or tomorrow, it will hit me again, and I don’t wanna hold grudges on you, feel resentment out of the blue, and ruin what we could have.”

“I know. I know this isn’t gonna be easy… But I’m willing to do whatever it takes to have you back, Tesse. Whatever it takes.”

“I know this sounds kind of… torturing, but would you tell me how has been these years for you? The good, the bad…”

Bryce was nervous, but he had promised Tesse that he would do anything to have her back, and if she wanted him to tell her how the last ten years have been, he would give her that.

He started telling her that after he moved to California, he never returned home, and hadn’t been in touch with his parents for all the hell the put him through but he usually called Keiki for her birthday, but not more than that.

Bryce also told her that most people he met at Stanford knew he was the son of a criminal and had a hard time trying to not let it get under his skin. He accepted that everything would have been easier if he had had her, she would have found the exact words to make him feel better, and her presence would have been enough to ease his pain, but he had to live with his decision, his mistake. 

He told her about some girls he met and dated, but even the coolest and greatest girls never made him feel like it was supposed he had to feel. It never felt the same as with Tesse. He felt empty all those years, always feeling something was missing but he couldn’t be sure if it was her who was missing or if it was just the guilt haunting him even after all these years. 

The moment he saw her he knew it has always been her who he wanted.

Once Bryce told him about his last two years, they served the dessert on the couch, talking more calmly about what had happened in the last two days, how shocked both were, and how incredibly awkward is life giving second chances.

“Do you want some more?”—Tesse said playfully, with a strawberry mocchi on her hand, and bringing it to his mouth. He took a bite looking at her invitingly. His lips brushed her fingers and Tesse bite her lips at the feeling. That was the impulse he needed to took her by the waist and pulling her into his mouth and kiss her. Both had been wanting it since they met outside Edenbrook.

It was like the mochi had turned on the sweet mode because, after a few minutes, they started sharing sweet looks, soft smiles, and somehow they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. 

“You have no idea how much I missed you”—He whispers in her ear, while Tesse had her arms locked around his torso, and Bryce was just stroking her hair, feeling the silkiness of her locks. 

And Tesse was feeling so peaceful, she couldn’t ask for a better place to be at that moment.

Then they would stare at each other in silence, observing eyes, noses, freckles, lips, chins, as if trying to remember how they were and if all this was true. 

But then, they realized that it wasn’t only about that. They were knowing each other again. As adults, not as the teenagers they were in Maui. Because their faces, bodies, minds and maybe hearts weren’t the same they knew once. 

As Tesse changed through the years, so did he. Bryce wasn’t the boy with a timid smile and long hair, who wore leather jackets and rode a motorcycle.

He was a man with a styled haircut and highlights in his locks, giving his tanned skin an irresistible shine. And he was dressing like someone who never was a rebel in his youth. And his eyes, his dreamy eyes just showed all the pain and loneliness he had lived in all these years.

Important parts of their characters had been changed too. Some defined, others accentuated and some others were just part of their grown-up, but not part of them anymore. Bryce had confidence she never had seen in him. The hell he lived at college forced him to show the world how worthy he was, that no one could undermine him for what his parents had done. But knowing him as she knew him back in school, she new that sensitive Bryce was still there, and all the flirty, self-assured looks Bryce shows to the world was a shield to his scars.

The Bryce that didn’t talk about his feelings was still there, she could tell, even he had opened to her just know. She had mastered the art of making him open more than ten years ago. She had the key, and even after all these years, the lock was the same. 

They had changed, but they were the same in the essence of their cores. 

The same old innocence in her heart that made her stomach flutter every time he looked at her, every time she felt his lips on hers. The same sweetness in his heart, that made him look at her like she was heaven, and show her with gestures and caresses that she still was the one. 

She still could make him feel an adrenaline rush every time she kissed him, and he still could steal the same silly laughs from her with his shenanigans.

They still had their own small world of tender looks, of amused smirks, of winks and funny faces where time hasn’t passed, and they would laugh just like when they were foolish teenagers in love.

Ten years had passed, but their hearts had saved all those treasured memories to keep them alive until they would meet again, when their hearts and minds would be open and understanding enough to accept each other back in their lives, despite the mistakes and the pain. Because it was true, no one ever hurt her as Bryce did, but no one could make her feel like him neither. Even if she tried to believe otherwise, she knew no one could love her as he did. And if he was willing to make her happy and never let her go again, all those years of suffering would worth it. 

“How is possible to feel the same way as before, even if we are not the same people?” —She asked, lost in his amber eyes.

“Maybe our love never changed. Maybe love it’s like home. You could change, you could grow up, but every time you go there, it feels the same and it feels right.”

“But you… you never came back home, how could you know how that feels?”

“Because you are my home, Tesse. When I kissed you this afternoon I knew. I knew why I felt so hollow and never could do anything to change it.”

She felt a light getting warmer inside her, her core enlightened. But it wasn’t a twinkle like she felt before with other guys. She had her own floodlight inside her.

And that warmth is what lulled them in that moment. They stared at each other what it seemed an eternity, observing their features, their sparkling eyes, their lips until they met again in a sweet and comfortable kiss. One of many.

* 

She woke up in the darkness, startled. Tesse didn’t know where she was. After a few moments, she remembered her last few conscious moments cuddled with Bryce on the couch, resting over his lap while he was stroking her hair gently and they were just chatting about everything and nothing, just like old times.

Was it true or was it a dream? She felt panic that it all had been a dream, and the reality was a nightmare where Bryce wasn’t back in her life. 

Suddenly, all her fears were gone as she heard a deep breath a few inches from her ear and his arms were still secured around her.  

After a few moments of hesitation, she tried to move slowly to get up from the couch.

“What are you doing, Tesse?” 

“I… I should get home”

“You don’t have to go. Stay.”—He said in a raspy voice.

She felt stiff. For a moment she felt nervous that Bryce would want to try things she wasn’t ready to try yet. They were adults now. But if Bryce knew her like she used to, he would never push her to do something she didn’t want. Besides, there was nothing bad about wanting to sleep together. They did it countless times in their adolescence.

“Okay”—She finally muttered.

“Let’s get to the bed.”

Bryce guided her to his bedroom with a king-size bed and two nightstands; a desk full of medical books and two doors, the first one to a walk-in closet and the second one to the bathroom. The room was clean just as she thought it would. 

“I’m gonna use the bathroom”—She said, sautering towards the second door, holding her purse on her hand. 

She looked at the mirror while she was brushing her teeth, trying to comprehend all that had happened in the last hours. Bryce Lahela was back in her life. She could have him if she wanted, but it wasn’t a decision she could make now or in a few days, it would take weeks and even months before she would feel ready and free of grudges and pain to finally make a choice. And for that, she had to be brave, take a step forward and try. Maybe things in her life would finally be happy for her. 

There was only one way to know.

By the time Tesse was back, Bryce was with shirt and bottoms on and had already opened the bed and turned off the lights, just a tenuous light over the nightstand was on.

“I thought you would want to change into something more comfy” — He said pointing out a par of bottoms and a shirt.

“Thank you”—She said, and then he went to the bathroom.

Tesse changed her clothes into the white shirt and a red bottoms. It looked bigger on her, just like ten years ago, or maybe bigger. Bryce was a bit taller and very muscled compared to what he used to be, so he probably was using one or two sizes bigger.

Then she just laid down in bed and waited anxiously for Bryce to come back to the room.

“Are you comfortable or do you need another pillow?” —He asked, standing in front of her.

“I’m okay, but I’ll be better when you’re here with me.”—Just that small gesture made all her anxiety go. He was the same Bryce Lahela she had fallen in love ten ywars ago. How that could be possible? 

He chuckled, amused.

“You’re so cute, Tesse, you know that?”—He said, laying by her side and taking her in his arms.

“I think so, you used to tell me that a lot.”

“And I don’t plan it to be different now.”

“Aww”—She glanced up at him and brushed her lips into his. Then he locked his eyes into hers, smiling tenderly.

“I just want to hold you as much as possible, so I can believe this is real.” 

“I hope all this is real. Would be a real nightmare if I wake up one day and you’re not here, and you’re not sorry and you never really cared after you left.”

“How could I not be sorry? How could I not care about you, Tesse?”

“You wouldn’t be the boy I loved. The man I love.”

“Precisely. I’m just an idiot who pulled you away, but I always cared.”

He rested his lips on her temple.

“Bryce?”

“Yeah?”

“I really hope this works.”

“Me too, Tesse.”

And they would make their best to do so. 

_____

[rosedavid]

Oooh you know that story prompt where a man wakes up in the hospital on painkillers and sees his wife and doesn’t remember who she is but is just STUNNED by how beautiful she is and is subsequently overjoyed to learn that they’re married??? Sounds like Tyrus to me! But like... not hurt in some horrible accident. Maybe one of them got their wisdom teeth removed or their appendix out?

This is 100% something that happens. Also, this was too good not to write a small fic for, so enjoy :) thanks for the awesome requests!!

...

Today is the day that Cyrus is finally getting his wisdom teeth out. TJ would know because his boyfriend has been stressing over it for the last few weeks. Sometimes, the two of them will be hanging out together, and out of nowhere Cyrus will ask something like, “What if they accidently remove the wrong teeth?” or “What if the anesthesia doesn’t work on me, and I’m just paralyzed during the surgery, but I’m also awake and can feel everything--?” Even though TJ hasn’t gotten his wisdom teeth out yet, he’s quick to reassure Cyrus that, no, they will not remove the wrong teeth, and the anesthesia will work just fine. 

Still, since Cyrus is the first one in their friend group to get his wisdom teeth removed, he has no clue what to expect. TJ’s had to pry him away from Reddit horror stories and embarrassing videos of people looped up on anesthesia numerous times. If there’s one thing TJ knows about Cyrus, it’s that he hates not knowing. Anything new that he can’t plan out step by step will lead to constant stressing until the event actually happens. Wisdom teeth removal is no exception. 

Despite Cyrus’s persistent efforts the morning of his wisdom teeth removal to not go, (”I have a fever! I can’t go.” “Cyrus, in what world is a temperature of 97 degrees a fever?” “...It’s in Celsius.”) he finds himself sitting in the waiting room anxiously waiting for his name to be called. Cyrus’s mother is there, as well, to act as moral support and drive Cyrus home. Cyrus’s mom also told him he could bring a friend for support. Of course, Cyrus couldn’t just pick one friend, though. Instead, he invited almost all of them. Now, Cyrus gets to wait with Andi, Buffy, and TJ himself by his side (Jonah gets anxious at doctor’s offices, so Cyrus decided not to invite him). 

“Cyrus Goodman!” The nurse calls out. “We’re ready for you.”

TJ sees Cyrus visibly tense up beside him. In order to offer some sort of reassurance, TJ smiles at him and squeezes his hand despite the fact that Cyrus has been clutching their hands together in a death grip since they first arrived. 

“It will be fine, don’t worry!” Andi reassures, hugging him. 

“Andi’s right,” Buffy agrees, joining in on the hug. “Plus, afterwards we’ll have a hilarious video to post to YouTube.”

Cyrus complains, “Buffy...you’re going to record me?!”

Buffy shrugs. “I need some sort of entertainment out of all this.”

In the end, Cyrus has to go back by himself. TJ watches Cyrus as long as he can, until the boy is completely out of sight. Although TJ wishes he could be back there to support Cyrus, he’s secretly thankful because he hates dentists. 

It doesn’t take them long at all to remove Cyrus’s wisdom teeth. Not knowing what to expect, TJ thought it might take an hour or so; however, the surgeon came out only 20 minutes later to declare that Cyrus was finished and waking up slowly. Out of the corner of his eye, TJ sees Buffy smirking evilly and pulling out her phone. 

Despite TJ’s previous reassurances to Cyrus, he feels nervous walking back. What if something happened? What if the surgery didn’t go as planned? His shoes thump against the white, linoleum floors, echoing across the halls. As they all turn the corner to Cyrus’s room, the first thing TJ hears is the steady beeping of a heart rate monitor. Next, he smells the pungent, sterilized room around him. Finally, as he enters into the room, he sees Cyrus, oxygen tube in his nostrils and eyes fluttering languidly. 

“He’ll be a bit disoriented for a while and possibly dizzy,” the doctor explains. “Everyone reacts differently to anesthesia, but when he seems aware enough, we can get him out of here.”

As if on cue, Cyrus’s eyes open all the way. Buffy starts filming. 

“Cyrus, honey, how are you feeling?” his mom asks, hovering over him protectively. TJ stands next to her with Buffy and Andi at Cyrus’s feet. At first, Cyrus doesn’t appear to register that his mom even said anything. He slowly rolls his head around the room, making eye contact with everyone. 

“Where ‘m I?” Cyrus mumbles almost unintelligibly through the thick wads of gauze in his mouth. 

“You got your wisdom teeth removed,” his mom responds, smiling down at him. 

Cyrus’s eyebrows and nose both scrunch adorably, causing them all to chuckle at him. “They took all m’teeth out?” he sniffles. “How’ll I eat baby tatrs?”

Behind her recording phone, Buffy is barely holding back her laughter. “No, Cyrus, just your 4 wisdom teeth. You’ll still be able to eat baby taters in a week or two, don’t worry.”

“Mmmhh,” Cyrus affirms, turning his head again. He meets TJ’s eyes, suddenly frowning. Unsure of what Cyrus is thinking, TJ steps forward to attempt to comfort him in some way. 

“Who’re you?” Cyrus grumbles, waggling his finger at TJ. “Mr. Scary Jock Boy.”

“It’s TJ,” he replies with a giggle, reaching forward to take Cyrus’s hand with a gentle touch. “Your boyfriend, remember?”

Cyrus blinks slowly. “You’re so pretty. Pretty, pretty boy.” He brings up their conjoined hands to touch TJ’s face. It’s probably meant to be gentle, but he actually puts quite a bit of force behind it. Then, he continues his rambling. “Hair like the sun, so golden.”

While all of this is happening, TJ can’t stop a blush from forming on his cheeks. In fact, he’s pretty sure that nothing has ever made him blush this hard before. Buffy, Andi, and Cyrus’s mom, on the other hand, are obviously thoroughly enjoying this display. 

“You’re not m’boyfriend,” Cyrus decides, using one hand to bop his nose. “Too cute.”

TJ shakes his head, bringing Cyrus’s hands back down. “I am, Cyrus. I’m your boyfriend.”

Tears suddenly well up in Cyrus’s wide eyes. “You are?! I have a BOYFRIEND?!” He shouts the last word, causing everyone to shush him between their laughter. 

“You do, even if he’s annoying sometimes,” Buffy says. 

“Woah,” Cyrus gasps softly, as if processing it all for the first time. 

Soon, the nurse claims that Cyrus appears to be awake and alert enough to leave. As per their rules, he gets wheeled outside to the car. Cyrus ends up getting too dizzy when he stands, nearly tripping over his own feet as he tries to get in the back seat with Andi and TJ. 

“’M tired,” Cyrus states as they finally get situated in the car with Cyrus sandwiched between the two of them and Buffy happily watching from the front seat. 

“We’ll be home soon, sweetheart,” Cyrus’s mom assures him. 

This doesn’t placate Cyrus. He appears increasingly frustrated, touching his numb mouth and gauze. TJ and Andi get the fun job of keeping him from agitating his mouth further. 

“I’m bleeding,” Cyrus gapes as a piece of gauze falls out. “I’m gonna DIE!”

“You’re not dying, Cyrus,” Andi promises. “Your gauze just fell out.”

Cyrus doesn’t appear to believe her, as he keeps getting more and more upset. He clings to TJ’s side, head lolling against TJ’s shoulder. 

“Teej, save me,” he whispers loudly. “She’s trynna kill me.”

“How rude,” TJ plays along, earning a glare from Andi. “I’ll protect you, Cyrus.”

“Mmh, my knight in shinin’ armour,” Cyrus mumbles, becoming steadily more and more lax against TJ’s side until he falls asleep. 

From the front seat, Buffy says, “This video is going to make us famous.”

[flamehairedwritings]

Taking care of you when you’re too drunk headcanon pleeeeaaase?

Oh, yeeeeeeeesssss. ❤️

Hopper doesn’t care how much you drink. He knows and trusts that you know your limit and, besides… You are quite a delight when you’re drunk.

He’ll be glancing at you throughout the night, catching your eye and giving you a small, secretive smile. He’s hates being out for too long but some nights he doesn’t mind too much, finding he’ll actually be enjoying himself, a little bit. He’ll hear and watch you laugh, getting just a little bit louder and longer after you have your second drink.

And then someone will suggest shots.

You’ll have a couple. Then a couple more. Then maybe another one.

He’ll know the exact moment you’re too far gone.

You’ll have been at the bar, doing the shots with whoever else was doing them, and he’ll have stayed at the table, talking with his colleagues and sipping his beer.

Then he’ll feel arms slide around his neck. 

‘Hi, Chief, what’s goin’ on, what’re we chattin’ about?’

The corners of his mouth will twitch as he turns his head to look at you, a lazy smile on your lips and complete and utter adoration shining in your eyes as you gaze at him.

‘Not much. You ready to go home?’

‘Mmmhmmmh-uh.’ You’ll press a sloppy, lingering kiss to his cheek that’ll have him clearing his throat because his officers are watching, and he’ll gently pat your arm.

‘All right, come on, sweetheart.’

As he stands, you’ll keep your arms around him, letting them drop down his body and tightening them around his waist. He’ll wrap an arm around you as you hum, nodding and bidding good night to the others.

Managing to grab your bag and coat with his free hand, he’ll walk you through the bar, tightening his arm around you and practically holding you up. You’ll smile and wave goodbye to people he doesn’t know, and he’s fairly certain you don’t know them either, and he’ll have to half-drag you towards the doors.

Once you’re finally out of the bar, he thinks the hard part’s over.

He’s so wrong.

‘Oh my God, look at the sky.’

‘Yeah, it’s nice.’

‘No, look a’ it, Hop, oh my God, it’s gorgeous.’

‘Yeah, it is. Come on, sweetheart, let’s keep moving.’

‘Yeah, in a min’e.’

‘It’s cold, come on.’

‘Mmmhh, yeah, an’ I’ve go’ you here t’ keep me warm.’

‘All right, stop gettin’ handsy, come on.’

You’ll laugh as he extracts your hand from his ass, his own lips twitching, and he’ll eventually manage to coerce you into carrying on walking to the car.

Getting you into the car is easy enough; you’re over-joyed to be able to sit down.

As he drives you home, you’ll either try and get handsy again, ramble on about something that he has no idea how or why you started thinking about or close your eyes and decide it’s time for sleep. Either way, he’ll smile as he glances at you, trying to hide it if you look at him by running a hand down his mouth and beard.

Once home, that’s when he knows the real work starts.

Opening the passenger side door, he’ll either carry you or hold you up as you tell him indignantly that, yes, you can take the stairs ‘God damn it, Hopper’.

He’ll take you straight to the bedroom, or at least try very hard to.

‘Oh, ‘m so hungrrryyy.’

‘All right, I’ll get you somethin’ to eat once you’re in bed, all right?’

‘Mmhh, get me some fries?’

‘I’ll see what we’ve got.’

‘Let’s si’, let’s si’ on the couch, it’s so comfy.’

‘How about the bed, huh? The bed’s a lot more comfy.’

‘You tryna get me in to bed, Hop’?’

‘Yeah, I am.’

‘Ooh.’

‘Not like that, sweetheart, you’ve got to sleep.’

‘Ooh, you sure, Chief?’

‘Hey, stop that, stop with the hands.’

‘You like the hands, Hop’, you tell me all th’ time.’

He’ll finally get you through the bedroom door, trying very hard not to laugh or smile too widely as your hands slide up and down him, grinning.

He’ll settle you on the bed and you’ll either sit there, your head tipped slightly to one side, or you’ll fall back, lying down with a loud groan.

He’ll kneel down and remove your shoes, shoving them under the bed, and then he’ll tug your skirt down, shaking his head at any comments you make and nudging your hands away from his hair. Getting up, he’ll lean over you, tugging your shirt up. You’ll flop your arms above your head, smirking up at him.

‘This is exactly how I wan’ed this night t’ end.’

‘Calm down, I’ll be puttin’ somethin’ on you in a minute.’

‘Hope it’s th’ han’cuffs.’

‘It’s not the handcuffs.’

He’ll find a night dress, knowing it’s the easiest thing to get you in, and quickly dress you in it. Your yawn as he does so is a very good sign.

Still, he does need to get you food otherwise tomorrow is not going to be fun at all. He’ll grab you a glass of water and make the easiest thing he can, a sandwich consisting of whatever’s in the fridge, and one for himself, too, because, yeah, he’s hungry as well.

He’ll sit on the bed beside you after you pull yourself up and sit back against the headboard. You’ll rest your head on his shoulder as you eat, crumbs getting absolutely everywhere, but he won’t care.

‘Have a good night?’

‘Yeah.’

‘Finished your sandwich?’

‘Yeah.’

‘You tired?’

‘Yeah.’

Success.

Nearly.

Moving off the bed, he’ll tug the covers down, and pull them back up over you, tucking you in.

He won’t move away, though, he’ll settle on the bed beside you because he knows if he does your eyes will snap open and and you’ll spend the next five minutes trying to convince him to get into bed with you.

He’ll smile to himself as you grunt and rest your head on his chest, your arm sliding over him.

‘Goodnight, sweetheart.’

‘Mmff.’

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[aslaanjade]

Tagged by @katsvra thank you so much sweetie ♡♡

tagging: @vanizai, @dazai-is-an-angel, @tmakisamajiki, @pocketmochi, @axis-blue, @eijishima and @fantasique !!!!!! (only if u want to tho !!!!)

rules: answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 15 people

LAST

1. drink - water

2. 📱 call -  my mom

3. text - i texted a meme to my compare lmao

4. song you listened to - touch off by underworld

5. time you 😢 - last week i think

HAVE YOU EVER

6. dated someone twice - nope

7. 😘 someone and regretted it - nope x2

8. been cheated on - nope x3

9. lost someone special - ...mh

10. been depressed - :)))

11. gotten drunk and thrown up - nope

FAVORITE COLORS

12. teal

13. blue

14. green

15. black

in the last year have you

16. made new friends - yep !!!!!!!!!!

17. fallen out of 💛 - ....ggh

18. 😂 until you 😢 - yeppp

19. found out someone was talking about you - nope

20. met someone who changed you - nope

21. found out who your friends are - ...i don’t know honestly

22. 😘 someone on your facebook friends list - god no lmao

GENERAL

23. how many friends from your fb friends list do you know irl - unfortunately almost all of them

24. do you have any pets - cats !!!!!!!!!

25. do you want to change your middle name - i don’t even have one in the first place lmao

26. what did you do for your last 🎂 - went out for lunch and eat lots of cake !!!! 

27. what time did you wake up today - 9am

28. what were you doing last night at midnight - making gifs

29. what is something you can’t wait for - daiya no ace s3 !!!! also im gonna go to the cinema to watch the bnha movie !!!!!!!!!! 

30. what are you listening to right now - still touch off

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - nope

32. something that gets on your nerves - ...too many things to count

33. most visited website - twitter & youtube & school website & tumblr

34. hair color - red !!!! (dyed tho)

35. long hair or short hair - long

36. do you have a crush on someone - nope

37. what do you like about yourself - my small wrists !!!!!!!

38. want any piercings - nope

39. blood type - 0+

40. nicknames - mmmh, i’ve got lots, but mainly anto x’’’ 

41. relationship status - single

42. zodiac - libra

43. pronouns - she/her

44. favorite 📺 show - b99 and the first 10 seasons of criminal minds lmao

45. tattoos - nope

46. right handed or left - right

47. ever had surgery - nope

48. piercings - only pierced ears when i was, like, pretty young lmao

49. sports - love watching them x’’’ (except soccer)

50. vacation - mmmhh, i think i might go to Budapest this summer ??? 

51. trainers - my air max !!!!! pretty old but the most comfortable shoes ever

MORE GENERAL

52. eating - a sandwich

53. drinking - still water

54. i’m about to watch - maybe i’ll rewatch hxh

55. waiting for - still for daiya no ace s3 and the bnha movie !!!!!! 

56. want - a two-years-long vacation

57. get married - not really ??? i don’t mind, i guess, but i don’t wanna rn

58. career - manga and/or books translator

WHICH IS BETTER

59. kisses or hugs - both

60. 👄 or eyes - eyes

61. shorter or taller - taller

62. older or younger - older or same age !!!!! 

63. nice arms or stomach - neither tbh

64. hookup or relationship - relationship

65. troublemaker or hesitant - a bit of both 

HAVE YOU EVER

66. 😘 a stranger - ugh nope 

67. drank hard liquor - just a sip once

68. lost glasses - fortunately not yet

69. turned someone down - yep

70. sex on first date - nope

71. broken someone’s ❤️- probably lmao im a bit dense that way

72. had your 💔 - ;))))

73. been arrested - nope

74. 😢 when someone died - ...what kind of question is that ??? of course ??? especially if they were someone i cared about ????

75. fallen for a friend - story of my life

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

76. yourself - on good days 

77. miracles - not really

78. 💛 at first sight - only once but it was more like ??? finding someone like, really really attractive at first sight (and when i say really really attractive im being serious lmao i find it difficult to look at someone that way lmao)

79. 🎅 - lmao

80. 😘 on a first date - i don’t think so ??? it depends ???

81. angels - not anymore ??? like only when i was a baby

other

82. best friend’s name - sofia ♡♡

83. eye color - brown

84. favorite movie - mmmh, i cannot think of one rn lmao 

85. favorite actor - steven yeun !!!!! 

[ksoomilk]

A Perfect Autumn Breeze (Part 5,Final)

N watches you get inside and lock the door, and you watch her pull out of your driveway from your peephole. Now to get this stuff put away and start your night routine!

You place your water bottle on the counter and the to go box in the fridge. You grab a sparkling water while you’re in there. You look under the kitchen sink and grab a vase for the flowers, and then start hauling your things upstairs. 

You take a couple of selfies with, and pictures of, the bouquet while it’s still wrapped in the brown florists’ paper. Then, you trim the stems and place the flowers in the vase and fill it partially with water, sprinkling the flower nutrient packet inside. 

Now for the shopping bags. You arrange them all nicely on the pink couch in your room and snap another pic for Snapchat. Then you set to work putting the items away. Body care items are placed in the bathroom, shoes placed in the closet, and clothes get the tags removed and are placed in the laundry basket to be washed. The cuter bags, you arrange in your closet for decoration. The more plain ones are stuffed in the bathroom cabinet to be used a restroom trash bags.

You walk back out into your bedroom and finish off that tea before starting in on the sparkling water. Now, you unpack your backpack, placing the items back in your “everyday” bag, and putting the backpack in it’s proper spot. Your receipts from the day are all placed on your desk for when you adjust your budget planner tomorrow. You take your clothes off and those go in the laundry basket as well. You pick up your phone and send Natalie a text, “Home yet?”

As you walk into your bathroom, phone in hand, she replies. “Just pulled up, heading in now :)” 

You start your ‘Romantic Oldies’ playlist and tie your hair into a ponytail with a piece of silk ribbon. As ‘I Wish You Love’ by Nancy Wilson starts playing, you put on your pink bunny headband and start washing your face extra thoroughly. As you’re applying your blue skin calming clay mask, you get a text from Joon.

‘Did you and your friend make it home safe?’

Your heart can’t help jumping a bit. ‘Yes, we did. Did you?’

‘Yes, we all got home safe too. I’m just about to take a shower. You?’

You quickly put your pink robe on and snap a mirror selfie, making sure to include the flowers, and send it to him. ‘Same, I had a lot of fun today :) Did you really spend 45min picking out a cologne to impress me?’

It’s a minute before he responds. ‘You are so cute. May I save that picture?’ 

‘Yes, you may,’ you reply with a baby angel emoji, ‘But you may also answer my question, baby ;)’

‘Mmmhh who told you that it took that long? What if the answer is yes?’

‘Sam did, and if the answer is yes then you’re an adorable dork who has earned some good boy points.’

‘Do I still get the good boy points if it was only 43 minutes?’ he asks with the cute begging face emoji.

‘Yes, but only because the cologne was a perfect choice’

‘Well then, the answer is definitely yes.’

You send back the laughing emoji and a puppy emoji, then lock your screen and step into your shower. After you shower, you take care of your face, applying witch hazel, aloe vera, serum, moisturizer, then a sleeping mask. Then you apply an extra strength moisturizer to your body, gotta keep it soft, and throw on your pajamas. A pair of pink ruffle shorts and a pink crop top. You slide on your matching house slippers and take a couple selfies, admiring your thin legs in the full body mirror. 

You’re so happy to finally have a thigh gap. Your legs look so long now that they’re thin, making you look even taller than you are. You also truly enjoy the fact that after a day of drinking plenty of fluids, and shortly after eating a satisfying meal, your belly is barely any bigger than it was this morning. As you’re admiring your body and listening to your music, another text comes through from Joon.

‘Can I call you? Briefly.’

‘Yes,’ you respond immediately. 

Your phone rings after a moment. “Hello?”

“Hi, Princess. How are you feeling?”

“Fine. Good. No, great. I feel great. How about you?”

He laughs gently, “Well, I feel a little worried...”

“About what?”

“Well, I just wanted to apologize for Marissa’s behavior tonight. I thought her sister would be able to convince her to stay home....”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about her Joon, Samantha told me all about her and you.”

“Oh? And what did she tell you?”

“That Marissa has a crush on you, and you tried to let her down gently but Marissa didn’t really get the hint and now you have to be mean to her to avoid her hitting on you aggressively again.” You giggle a bit, “Or something like that. Was Sam right?”

He takes a deep sigh, “Yeah that sounds about right. There’s nothing between her and I, I swear, there never was and never will be. But she seems to believe there is.”

“Yeah, I could see,” you saying, huffing out a small laugh. “But don’t worry about it Joon, she didn’t get to me, I promise. Sam already told me Marissa is kind of difficult.”

“Okay Princess. If she ever does start bothering you, you let me know ok?”

“Yes sir~” you say with a laugh. 

“Okay, good night, Princess. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

You hang up and check the time. 9:02pm. You leave the bathroom and go turn on your TV. You let it play in the background as you do some night time stretches. Nothing too strenuous to make you sweat, but enough to warm you up. After you finish your routine, you hop in your bed to scroll through social media for a bit and chat with N. You open Snapchat and see who’s viewed your snap story. Some old friends from high school who knew you when you were fat, some people from college, who knew you at a lower weight than those from high school, but still from a much higher weight from now.

Some people are messaging you, complimenting your looks and asking about you weightloss. You reply to them and thank them, having a little chat with a few of them.  

You also notice that your ex-best friend is also still viewing your snaps despite not having spoken to you in over a year. You hum to yourself but decide not to pay her much mind. 

You continue scrolling and chatting until 10:30pm. You decide it’s too late and you should go to bed. As you put your phone on it’s charger and ensure your water bottle is full for when you wake up, you realize something. If you put your knees just right, you thighs don’t touch even when you’re laying on your side. 

You grin to yourself and laugh with joy as you make this realization. Just as you’re turning on the sleep timer for your TV, your phone chimes once more. You check it and see a text from Joon.

‘Sleep tight, Princess. Sweet dreams’ followed by a single pink sparkling heart emoji.

You smile to yourself again, and feel a cool autumn breeze come in from the ajar window.

You snuggle under your comforter and fall asleep, content after your perfect autumn day.

After thoughts: yeah, this was my lame and cheesy attempt. I rather liked writing it out though. It gave me a new angle to daydream from lol 

[bibinella]

6, 21, 26, 106, 123, 124, 144 SORRY DATS A LOT IM JUST CURIOUS N I WANNA KNOW SO MUCH ABT YIU !!! 💕

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

Mmmhh... It really depends! Most of the time I like people who speak to me first and are funny and can keep up with my humour XD They need to have some sort of steadiness in how they interact to me, if it makes sense (probably it doesn’t).

However, sometimes I like calm and quiet people who are sort of funny behind the mask and I want to get to know that side of them, so I try my very best in that u_u

21. What are you bad habits?

Bad habits, mhhh... I eat my finger nails, touch my hair a lot, bite my lips... those sort of things

26. What do you do when you wake up?

I drink water, make my bed, wash my face, eat breakfast and go for a 1h walk

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

Ya... I think I did (more than once)

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?

... nope XD

124. Do you believe in love at first sight?

I’m not sure... haven’t really experienced it (I had MANY crushes at first sight tho lol)

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?

MILK CHOCOLATE

Ask me a question

[lil-nct-scenarios-11]

NCT- A Strange Makeup || Gang AU- part 5

Group: NCT- all members

Theme: Gang AU

Type: series- fluff + angst

*Warning- this series will cover some dark themes such as abuse, drugs, and crude language so please read at your own discretion, if these themes make you uncomfortable at all, please do not read this 

Plot: Yuta takes you to visit your dad and after an emotional discussion with him, you find Jeno and Renjun waiting for you outside. We follow Kun as he meets someone new and they overhear a shocking discussion that could change everything.

Previous parts: 1, 2, 3, 4

“ ’Morning Y/N, are you ready to go?” Yuta asks gently as he blows into his mug to cool down his coffee.

You nod simply and take a deep exhale to stabilize your nerves. What are you gunna say to your dad? How are you supposed to talk to him now? ‘Hey dad why did you get arrested? When are you coming home? Oh and did you know Renjun’s parents are suffering the same fate as you in this just wonderful place?’ “Snap out of it!” you scold yourself, shaking your head.

A soft tap on your shoulder pulls you into a reassuring hug, “You are gunna be alright Y/N. Just know whatever happens, we will all be here waiting for you to come home alright?” You hold onto Taeyong tightly, really needing the reassurance. He pulls away slowly and gives you a warm smile that you’ll always keep in mind and pats you on your shoulder.

_______

“Dad,” your voice cracks as you see him in his orange jumpsuit sitting behind the glass glumly. “Dad.. what happened?”

“I’m not sure if I can tell you baby. I'm so ashamed of what I’ve done. I’m sorry I put you through this for a mistake that I made carelessly. I really wasn’t thinking and I can't ask you to forgive me because I’m not sure if I’m worthy of it,” your dad avoids eye contact as he absentmindedly plays with the phone cord.

“Dad it’s ok I guess, we all make mistakes. Do you know when you’re gunna be discharged?”

“Hmm, looks like I’m gunna be here a while bub. Are you still staying at home or are you with Renjun?”

“Uh, I’m staying with some friends from school and I’ll be fine with them. Dad, um... there’s something I need to tell you. Renjun’s parents are um-”

_____

“Renjun? What are you doing here? Look-” Jeno says irritably, getting up from the bench that was outside the county jail.

“Stop, I’m not in the mood to argue. I’m just here for my friend, you got a problem with that,” Renjun questions with a hint of anger.

“Nope, not at all. I'm glad we’re both here for Y/N. I guess you can sit next to me,” Jeno huffs as he sits back down and gestures to the empty seat beside him.

Renjun sits down a bit reluctantly beside him and sighs, “So how is he/she? Did he/she get along well?”

Jeno nods, “Yea, he/she is ok, he/she’s going through a lot right now so we’re tryna make things easy for her. It’ll take some time then he/she’ll start to feel more comfortable.”

“Did you bring him/her here or-?”

“No Yuta hyung dropped him/her and I came because Kun hyung was going somewhere and he just dropped me off here.”

“Mmmhh, how is Yuta hyung? I miss him, he seems so happy now.”

“He’s great, his smile never leaves his face. Taeyong hyung really made him a better person and I’m happy to know that he has someone like Taeyong hyung who will stick by him.”

“Mhmh, I’m happy too but sometimes I wish he was still with us you know. But you’re right, it looks like your Taeyong hyung really turned him around.”

“Hey speaking of turned around, what happened to your parents bro? Y/N told me that he/she was really close with them.”

“Yea, he/she had really good memories with them and my parents thought of him/her as their kid. He/she’s been through a lot in his/her life and struggled with his/her own parents and I guess he/she just felt more comfortable with mine. Not that I minded one bit, we were practically attached at the hip because we really did everything together. Anyway, my folks just took the blame for some people, they thought things would’ve been easier like that. Obviously it didn’t work out the way they thought and they actually got locked up and I uh, just had to manage on my own.”

“Hey man I’m sorry. Y/N just spoke of them so fondly, it got me wondering what happened too. But you had someone there with you right?”

“Yea, Hansol hyung. He gave me a place to call home. And Jaemin, he made it feel like home.”

“How’s that Jaemin kid? You’re close with him right? He’s kinda cute, what’s his story?”

“Hey back off Jaemin. He’s been through hell and back and is still going through shit he doesn’t deserve. His story isn’t one to share, if he doesn’t tell you himself then don't bother asking around for it because it’s very personal to him. And I’m not playin’, we can never fight over him the way we do with Y/N because he doesn’t need any more violence than he already goes through alright? Promise me, even if you ever do end up liking him, we cannot fight over him, just let him choose who he wants.”

“Yea, I promise man. He just always looks so hopeless and it breaks my heart because I feel like I could help him, you know?” 

“There’s nothing you can do that could possibly help him,” Renjun scoffs.

“It’s always worth a shot isn’t it. A little hope could go a long way. Hey, look there comes Y/N,” Jeno says simply, lightly hitting Renjun’s knee as he stands up to greet you.

You walk out wiping the last of your tears with Yuta’s arm resting on your shoulder supportively. A smile perks up on your face when you see Jeno but when you see him with Renjun then that smile turns into pure confusion.

Renjun puts his hands up as he walks up to you, “Don’t worry we aren’t gunna argue again, we just wanted to be here for you.”

“Speaking of which,” Yuta says as he lets go of you so Renjun can hug you. “When and how did you get here Jeno?”

“Oh Kun hyung was going somewhere and I asked if he could just drop me off first so that’s how I’m here. And I’ve been here since 11:15ish so about an hour and Renjun came sometime since then and we were just talkin,” Jeno explains causally with his thumbs in his pocket.

“Ok? Weren’t you two like fighting yesterday?” Yuta whispers as he leans and gestures at Renjun with his shoulder.

“Yeah but we both wanted to support Y/N and we just kinda moved on I guess,” Jeno replies.

“Hmm that’s... nice. Uh do you think we can all go for lunch together? Is that gunna be ok with you guys or-” Yuta asks a bit fearfully.

“Hm, I’ll just go ask them real quick,” Jeno says as he walks over to you and Renjun. “Hey guys, do you wanna go to lunch together?” He puts his hand on Renjun’s shoulder and looks at you with a hint of a smile.

Renjun shrugs Jeno’s hand off his shoulder and turns to face him. “Um no, I-”

“Sorry Jeno, maybe next time. Renjun and I will go for a walk and grab lunch together so we’ll be fine. Thanks for the offer though,” you decline politely with a feeble smile.

“Alright then, just make sure you come home for dinner. Taeyong hyung likes to eat with everyone and we’d really appreciate if you joined us,” Jeno says.

“Yeah sure. I should be home by then,” you assure.

“Cool see you then, let me know if you ever need anything ok?” Jeno puts in.

“Don’t worry I’ll take care of him/her,” Renjun says a bit smugly.

“Alrighty then, take care,” Jeno adds with a light wave before joining Yuta in his van.

_________

Kun drops off Jeno at the county jail and decides to go for his usual walk around the riverbank. Wild grass grew freely like it had no limit and Kun enjoys the satisfying crunch of dried grass beneath his feet. As he makes his way across the river on the bridge, he sees an angular figure who was hunched over the iron railing wearing a signature black leather jacket. So he faintly walks over to the guy with broad shoulders, surprised to see someone else here.

Kun gasps as this angelic figure turns his head to face him- soft, dewy, gullible features framed by his dark hair. Kun was at a complete loss but he quickly regains himself and extends his hand, “He- hello, I’m Kun. It’s nice to see someone else here for a change,” he shyly introduces.

Color floods the guy’s face as he shakes Kun’s hand and reciprocates the introduction. “H-hi. My name is Winwin, I don’t really come here so th-that’s why-”

“O-oh ok. Would you like to walk together?” Kun offers, looking nervously at his shoes.

“Yea that sounds nice,” Winwin says as he fully turns around, ready to walk with him.

“Cool, so um, are you still in school or somethin’?”

“Yea, I’m starting my first year in university next week.”

“Oh wow that’s cool. I’m going into my second year, where are you attending?”

“I forget the name but it’s just the local one around here.”

“Ahh I see, I’m going there too! Hopefully we’ll see each other there. So do you have any questions about anything?”

“Yea, quite a bit actually, more than I’d like to admit.”

“Hey that’s alright, it is your first year after all.”

“Yea, so what’s the food like? In my high school, the food was just terrible, I think I’ve been scarred for life.”

“Haha, well you’ll be happy to hear that the food here is delightful. Where did you even go for high school, it sounds like a nightmare.”

“Oh it was-”

“Hansol, I told you this would happen! I warned you something like this would happen one day and now look what’s happening!” a familiar voice erupts from the trees not too far away. Kun and Winwin hide in the bushes and Kun pokes his head to glance as the two speakers and his eyes go wide with shock. Taeil stands with his hands on his hips, looking up at Hansol, his usually soft eyes furrowed together in anger.

“Taeil, calm down. Things will be fine just as always-”

“But this isn’t like always! Why can’t you understand? We got Y/N to deal with now and I worry there’s gunna be too many secrets slipping out that will cause the inevitable fight to break out. Things may be fine right now but once he/she learns secrets and stories from both sides then thins aren’t gunna be so pretty because it doesn’t look like he/she’s the type to rest until he/she knows everything.”

“Taeil, when we split to start our groups, we knew something like this would happen one day. But you were the one who told me that we needed to have trust in ourselves to-”

“Ah-choo!” Winwin sneezes.

“Winwin!” Kun whisper shouts as he smacks his arm in shock.

“Winwin?” Hansol asks as he walks over to their location.

Taeil follows Hansol and asks, “Kun? What are you guys doing here, together?”

Part 6

*ahh I'm soooooo soo sorry for posting so late, I got busy with a bunch of stuff the past few days

*So I hope this was a good filler but then I decided, I think it’s time to bring out mission #winkun to just spice things up a lil bit

*I plan to have part 6 up much faster than this update so I'm sry bare with me

*anyways as usual I’d love to hear any thoughts, comments, or questions, hope you enjoyed this

[mclennie]

get to know me tag!! I was tagged by @mxci thx m8!!

1. Are you named after someone? noo 2. When is the last time you cried?  I had a tear spillage this morning but like a good cry, no not in the last two months.  3. Do you like your handwriting? lately i’ve been noticing that it’s kinda neat and not neat at the same time.  4. What is your favorite lunch meat? probs chicken i eat more on a daily basis. 5. Do you have kids? no. i am a kid. i am almost 20 but i am a kid.  6. If you were another person, would you be friends with you? it honestly could go either way.  7. Do you use sarcasm? yes.  8. Do you still have your tonsils? yup 9. Would you bungee jump? uhh it would depend on my mood if i’m feeling fearless and reckless yea.  10. What is your favorite kind of cereal? Special K 11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? no. 12. Do you think you’re a strong person? i try. 13. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? Strawberry 14. What is the first thing you notice about people? Their eyes.  15. Red or pink?  pink. bc it’s soft. 16. What is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself?    my whole face tbh 17. What color pants and shoes are you wearing now?  black joggers and black socks no shoes.  18. What was the last thing you ate?   an orange.  19. What are you listening to right now? Nothing. 20. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? i’d be some sort of blue-y color.  21. Favorite smell? the smell of flowers.  22. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? My friend Regina called me this morning.  23. Favorite sport to watch? SOccerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr 24. Hair color? Dark brown. 25. Eye color? brown 26. Do you wear contacts? no i wear glasses like a respectable nerd. 27. Favorite food to eat? i like burgers and chinese rice and pizza honestly  28. Scary movies or comedy? biopics.  29. Last movie you watched?  The Big Short it was really informative and strangely compelling I understand why it won an oscar.  30. What color of shirt are you wearing? Blue. It’s my high school class of 2015 t-shirt.  31. Summer or winter? spring! 32. Hugs or kisses? porque no los dos? or let’s keep our personal space thanks. 

33. What book are you currently reading? I am reading textbooks. The Norton Anthology of World Lit. Parts of my philosophy textbook. and The Party is Over by Mike Lofgren  34. Who do you miss right now? mmmhh no not really. 35. What is on your mouse pad? uhhh nothing. 36. What is the last TV program you watched? i watched an episode of arrested development today. 37. What is the best sound? [screams] 38. Rolling Stones or The Beatles? i am a beatles girl to my core.  39. What is the furthest you have ever traveled? i’ve been to the depths of my soul. 40. Do you have a special talent? i... don’t... think... so... 41. Where were you born? in the u s of a 42. People you expect to participate in this survey? @geenabell195

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

That Be Some Good Buttercream

Summary- Steve and Bucky get your help in replicating a howling commando days battle using Christmas baking fun. But... Does anything ever quite work out the way it should? Set in the same characters I used in Night In, Looking Pretty Fly and Popping Pez and Mismatched Socks. Written for @official-and-unstable-satan​ 300 Follower Celebration Challenge. She still has many prompts, check it out. Prompts in italiacs. No warnings, all fluffy. 

Word Count- 1.6k

A/N- so proud of your accomplishments babes, you are an amazing writer and I love getting lost in your stories and listening to your ideas. I know your just gonna keep going up from here. Love you always babygirl 💚😈💚😈💚😈💚

“Bucky, they came around from the south end” 

“No they did not. I remember Steve, I was there.”

“Yea, and so was I” 

You and Sam had been listening to the two super soldiers carry on at the oversized table in the compounds kitchen dining area for a good hour before you readjusted the volume on the tv once more. Sam, half laying over half the couch remained scrolling on his phone, remarking. 

“Aint gonna do you no good, they just get louder.”

You sigh and hit the off button, he was right. Might as well go see what these two were up to anyways. Pushing yourself off the couch, Sam promptly stretched his legs out onto where you were sitting, making himself comfterable. “See you on the other side Kid!” He joked, settling into watching youtube. 

Wandering in, you saw the two men bent over  large map, Steve with pencil in hand drawing arrows to discern where they started from, stretching it across what looked like a military base. Bucky shook his head. 

“No no no, Punk, I wasnt up there, I was down here” 

“Bucky, I had you up on the highest point, it just looks weird on paper.” 

“You know what, this is pointless.” You could see Bucky getting aggitated with there project, pushing himself away from the table. “We need like... a 3D model to get this right.” 

Steve to straightened up, his arms folding as he looked down at the heavily marked paper. “Well... Tony does have some...” You interrupt in this time, moving over to the table and taking a peek at what they were doing. 

“You know, I have an idea of how to make you two a 3D model.” Both the men quirked brows, curious as to what you had in mind. "Givingerbread reanatcment.” 

You expected a rebuttal, a laugh, anything, since you were joking. But the two of them actually looked thoughtful, glancing at each other. “It would be easier then trying to draw it out” Steve mentioned. “And easier then trying to get Tony to set up the AI model for us.” 

“Plus we get some fucking cookies... Im in.” Bucky grinned, obviously pleased in the options of snacks. What started as a joke from you became a very serious matter as the two Soldiers dragged you into the kitchen. The two of them looking at you expectedly. 

“I was just joking guys, Im not making you a hydra replica gingerbread base. You know how much shit that would take.” At this point you backtracking a bit, wishing the words hadnt fallen out of your mouth so damn easily cause you thought is was funny. 

“Nonsense, you wont be doing all of it. Were going to help.” Steves already moving to wash his hands as Bucky is digging through a drawer and slipping on a god damn “Kiss the Cook” apron, he found in a drawer, ties it swiftly around his back and rolls up his sleeves. 

“You know you always wanted to boss us around Doll.” Bucky smirks, wiggling brows in a teasing manner. “You finally get your chance.” 

You look between the two men, the two of them nodding in encouragement, Steve composed as ever, waiting for You to explain how to start, and Bucky well he was opening drawers, pulling out random stuff that he thought you might use. He held up a spatula with a smirk, slapping the utinsel against his palm. “How about we get this train moving kids.” 

Relenting, you turn to your phone for a recipe. “Okay fine, since you all insist. We need flour, sugar, eggs, ginger, cinnamon....” While your listing, both men are scrambling to find everything, and piling it on the counter, yourself you bring out some bowls, cookie cutters, lets face it. You needed the actual men to decorate like howling commandos. Turning on the oven to get it preheated, you search for decorations. “Steve, store run? We gotta make this accurate you know, and Buckys all dressed up for a day baking. Hate to send him." You just kinda motion lver Buckys getup, the kiss the cook stretched over his chest, the apron a size to small for him really.

Your already grabbing paper and jotting down a detailed list of food coloring, frosting, candies and such. Steve snatched the list when you held it out, he had a general idea of it all and nodded. "Dont hesitate to put Bucky to work. He just pretends to be all intimidating."

You roll your eyes and back in the kitchen theres a "Steve your a dick" retort from Bucky whos looking over the mess of ingredients piled on the counter. Steve, seemingly joyful as he grabbed keys and left, you suspect you might not see him at least another hour or two. No worries, you had the other super soldier on hand.

Heading back in you hand Bucky a bowl and eggs. "Start cracking, separating yolk from white, and no shells." You cant help but from watching him, looking a bit like a lost child, before he he starts to crack eggs and inspect for shells. You watch from the corner of your eye as you put together the dry ingredients, and start mesuring out the molasses, talking him through the rest of the buttercream frosting ingredients.

Dipping your finger in his finished product, you lick the tip of your finger, smirking at his widened eyes. Yea Steve, hes very intimidating. You maybe took a bit to much pleasure in teasing Bucky on occasion. "Mmmhh my very favorite part.... "

He cleared his throat and looked away, it might be a bit mean, but he would give it back later, this was a dance the two of you played. "Okay, what now?" He said a bit gruff and you grab your rolling pin, holding it to him.

Eyeing it a moment, his brow arched. "Ya want me to roll the dough?"

"Yea Buck, nice and thin, since you two want to make all these outer buildings as well." Pointing to Steve's sketching, And you reached in the dough and piled it on the counter on front of Bucky. "And Steve said to put you to work."

"I notice you gave Steve the easy job." He muttered as he started to flatten the dough.

"I knew you were more capable."

Bucky couldn't hide the grin at the compliment, and afterwards you both measured, cut and got the cookie sheets in the oven. Stealing part of the couch back from Sam and watching trash tv till the oven beeped. Bucky vaulted over the couch, head back into the kitchen and pulled them out of the oven.

"Are they firm?" You ask, peeking at them, a light brush of your fingers against them. The room smelled like bake gingerbread and smooth sugar. Tempting delectables to say the least.

"Yup, now what?"

"Cool and mantle your buildings." You say as You slide them off onto wire racks. "Go get the frosting, and I will show you." Already he was rummaging in the fridge to retrieve it. Peeling off the plastic cling, you pick up one of the cooler pieces and edged it with icing. Folding two pieces together. "Easy as that. You try."

Bucky took it so seriously, the tip of his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth as he piped that icing. His brows furrowed together in a dip right at the center. You bite back a grin and get a large dollop of icing on your finger and flick it at the man. Landing right in his face. He drops his cookie in surprise and blinks though the icing. "Fucken hell, Y/N! Whats that for?" Wiping it off, he flicks it back at you and you squeal getting hit.

That's war!

"Oh its on Barnes" smirking as you grab a cookie and crumble it, shooting it at him. Cookies fly, icing it flung, flour, and sugar is used to blind one another, you two ducked around the table, screaming and yelling insults playfully.

Bucky tried using the hose at the kitchen sink to spray you, in which you ducked and rolled right into him, the two of you collapsing in a heap on the floor among all your hard work, broken and scattered. Steve stood in the doorway, arms laden with two paper bags, his jaw hanging open at the mess. Bucky pokes you to get your attention and the two of you sit up, covered. Head to toe in frosting, flour and cookies.

"I was just gone an hour..."

"Its a long time to be left unsupervised." You shrug as you smear some frosting off your shirt and lick it off your finger, Bucky helped himself to your shirt frosting to since he had thrown half the bowl on you.

"Oh damn, thats good!" He grins.

"What about this is good?! You mean your gingerbread murder scene?!" Steve toed a dead gingerbread man with the tip of his shoe.

Bucky looked around and glared at his friend. "IT WAS HISTORICALLY ACCURATE" His voice raided to defend the mess and you promptly stuff a cookie in his mouth to shut him up.

"Come on Steve. Did the Hydra base not look like this after you two and the howling commandos were done?" You throw a cookie at him which bounced off his chest. "Eat a cookie, you feel better" next to you Bucky continued eating broken gingerbread men, grinning at his friend and nodding.

"Best damn cookies besides your mama's!" Bucky added between mouthfuls

"I just... Pick this up you two before tony throws a fit." Turning with the bags of candy he bought, passing Sam, he ditched them on the man still scrolling youtube

"You couldn't watch them for two seconds Sam?"

"And break up that little love fest? Puh-lease" Sam grinned at Steve and dug into the paper bags looking through the snacks, pulling out twizzlers.

"SCORE!"

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