#ohhh you guys i’m a genius

[autism-criminal]

hm . there is angst in my mind but I can’t formulate it into Tangst

[reidmarieprentiss]

Matchmaker

Summary: JJ tries to set Spencer up with Henry's pediatrician.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x pediatrician fem!reader

Category: fluff

Warnings/Includes: none!

Word count: 1.1k

a/n: gonna grab his cute little face and smooooochhhhhh

btw i will be posting on tuesday's and friday's because they won the poll but this is a bonus thursday post because i'm hungover and want spencer's love

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“Hey, Spence!” JJ called out as she strolled into the bullpen, her bright smile making Spencer look up from the file he was reviewing.

“What’s up, JJ?” Spencer replied, adjusting his glasses and setting the file aside to give her his full attention.

“So, I was thinking…” JJ began, her tone light and playful, but before she could finish, Emily chimed in from across the room, a grin spreading across her face.

“Well, that’s never good,” Emily chuckled, earning an amused roll of the eyes from JJ.

“Love you too, Em,” JJ shot back, her voice dripping with mock sarcasm before she refocused on Spencer. “Anyway, as I was saying, I was thinking, you’d be a really good match for Henry’s pediatrician.”

Spencer blinked in surprise, clearly not expecting the conversation to take this turn. “Ohhh, what’s she like? Super brainiac nerd?” Emily teased, wiggling her eyebrows at Spencer, who scoffed lightly.

“Rude,” Spencer shot back with a half-smile before turning back to JJ, his expression softening. “And uh, that’s nice of you, JJ… but I’m not really looking to be set up.”

JJ, undeterred, leaned against Spencer’s desk, her eyes sparkling with that familiar mix of determination and affection. “Oh, come on, just meet her. She’s the best! I know you guys will click.”

Spencer’s smile faded slightly as he considered her words, his brow furrowing in thought. After a moment, he sighed, his tone gentle but resolute. “Sorry, JJ. I’m not interested. It’s sweet of you to think about me, though.”

Spencer assumed that was the end of the conversation, especially since JJ didn’t bring up the mystery woman again in the days that followed. He thought he was in the clear, believing that JJ had respected his decision. Little did he know, JJ wasn’t one to give up so easily, especially when she believed she was doing something good for someone she cared about.

—

“Hey, babe,” you greeted Spencer when he answered the phone, your voice warm and light, immediately bringing a smile to his face.

“Hi,” he replied, and even through the phone, you could hear the smile in his voice, the simple greeting filling you with that familiar warmth.

You and Spencer had only been seeing each other for about six weeks, but those six weeks had been transformative—arguably the best of both of your adult lives. Every moment spent together seemed to be a little brighter, a little more meaningful, as if you had both found something truly special.

“What’s up?” you asked, settling into a comfortable spot on your couch, your curiosity piqued by the call.

“Well,” Spencer began, his voice carrying a note of hopeful anticipation, “I was going to see if you would want to hang out Friday night. We could watch that movie I was telling you about.”

A smile spread across your face, touched by his thoughtfulness, but a twinge of regret quickly followed. “Awe, Spence. I’d love to, but my friend actually invited me out that night. I’m sorry, honey.”

There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, just long enough for you to wonder if he might be disappointed. But then Spencer’s voice came back, just as warm and understanding as always. “Oh, it’s okay, maybe Saturday?”

Relief washed over you, your smile returning in full force. “I can do that! Put me in your calendar, genius.”

“Will do,” Spencer said, and you could almost picture the way his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled. “I’ll see you Saturday then?”

“See you then, can’t wait,” you replied, your voice full of genuine excitement. The anticipation of spending more time with him was something you both shared, and as you ended the call, you couldn’t help but feel that familiar flutter in your chest, counting down the days until Saturday.

—

Seeing as Spencer didn’t have any plans for Friday night, it didn’t take much convincing for the team to drag him out for drinks at their usual bar. The large booth was already filled with the familiar hum of conversation and laughter as the team chatted amongst themselves, waiting for JJ to arrive. The atmosphere was relaxed, the kind that only comes from years of friendship and countless nights spent together unwinding after a long week.

When JJ finally walked in, the group greeted her with smiles and waves, but it didn’t take long for them to notice that she wasn’t alone. Following close behind her was another person, and as they got closer, Spencer’s eyes widened in disbelief. No way.

“Hey guys!” JJ greeted, her voice full of excitement. “This is my friend, Y/N! She’s Henry’s pediatrician, and she is absolutely amazing. Spencer, this is who I wanted you to meet.”

Spencer couldn’t even try to hold it in. The absurdity of the situation hit him all at once, and before he knew it, he was laughing—right in JJ’s face. It wasn’t just a chuckle, either; it was a full, genuine laugh, the kind that took him by surprise as much as it did the rest of the team.

“Reid, have some manners. What is wrong with you?” Derek’s voice cut through the laughter, laced with awkward confusion. He wasn’t used to seeing Spencer act this way, especially not when meeting someone new.

But before Spencer could even attempt to explain himself, you joined in, your own laughter bubbling up as you leaned down toward him, completely unbothered by the awkwardness. With a playful smile, you kissed Spencer on the lips, the simple, affectionate gesture leaving everyone at the table stunned. 

“Hi, baby,” you greeted him warmly, as if this was the most natural thing in the world.

Spencer, still grinning, managed to recover enough to return the greeting, “Hi.”

The rest of the team stared in shock, jaws practically on the floor, while JJ’s expression morphed from confusion to wide-eyed realization. “Wait… you two know each other?” she asked, her voice rising in surprise.

“Oh, we more than know each other,” you teased, taking a seat next to Spencer and intertwining your fingers with his. “I’m Spencer’s girlfriend.”

Derek’s eyes widened as he looked between the two of you. “And you didn’t tell us, pretty boy?”

Spencer shrugged, a bit sheepish but mostly amused by the whole situation. “It just… never came up.”

Emily finally broke the silence with a laugh. “Well, this is one way to find out!”

JJ groaned, burying her face in her hands for a moment before laughing along with the rest of the group. “I can’t believe I tried to set you up with someone you’re already dating!”

“It’s okay, JJ,” Spencer reassured her, still holding your hand. “At least you know that your matchmaking skills would have worked out.”

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[babygorewhore]

Attitude

JJ Maybank x fem reader

After JJ’s reckless behavior gets out of control, you decide to confront him but JJ decides he’s not going to put up with your uncontrolled mouth. W.C 1k something!

Part of Dolly and Morgan’s writing game! And dividers by the sexy @xxbimbobunnyxx

Warnings! Dom! JJ! Gun play! Argument! Spanking! Choking! Degrading! Unprotected sex! Fingering! Daddy Kink!

You were the only Pogue going after JJ, since the dumbass stole Barry’s money, later that same evening. You marched to his house, making sure his shit father was nowhere to be seen as you heard loud music playing from the backyard.

“JJ!” You called out and you went around the corner, leading you to the back. You saw him holding his gun, pointing it at beer cans lined up in a distance.

Stomping over in your converse, thighs moving from your speed underneath your shorts, you walked closer to him. “JJ!” You shouted and he turned around.

“What?” He snapped and your eyebrows shot up. His t shirt clung to his fit body, shorts above his knees and your eyes swept over his messy hair.

“Oh? That’s how it is.” You remarked and he rolled his eyes.

“The hell are you doing here?” His arms hung by his sides, his right hand gripping the gun. You crossed your own arms, leaning your weight on one leg.

“I’m here to make sure you don’t do another stupid thing, JJ. What the fuck were you thinking? Stealing a drug dealers money? Acting insane?”

“I’m not afraid of that fucker, I’ll just hit him even harder back.” JJ replied, his eyes on fire. You scoffed.

“That simple? Until what? You’re both dead or something?” JJ shrugged and waved the gun.

“I have this, genius.”

“Ohhh, okay tough guy. You got it all figured out. You agains the world, avoiding us, stealing, using a gun-“

“Watch your mouth.” JJ snapped. “Why don’t you just leave? Instead of giving me a fuckin lecture?” Anger boiled in your veins and you stepped closer, giving him a light push.

“Why don’t you MAKE me, JJ? Make me shut up. Oh-you won’t because you’re too busy with your new toy!” Before you could speak again, JJ jerked forward and captured your lips in a fierce kiss, making you gasp against his mouth.

He takes the opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth, his free hand coming to grip your hip and pulling you close to him. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, squeezing his muscular form tightly as you angrily kiss him back, nipping his lower lip.

JJ reaches down, scooping his arm underneath your ass and starts walking towards his house, your legs wrapping around his waist. He kicks open the door, slamming it shut with his boot as he tosses you on the couch, breaking your kiss.

“Fuckin little brat, princess. You wanna talk to me like that? Mouth off to me like I’m some bitch?” JJ heaves and rips off his shirt, gun still in his hand.

“Prove to me that you’re not, Daddy.” You reply and he raises his eyebrows.

His hand yanks apart your legs, exposing your covered pussy and your eyes widen as he taps your cunt with the gun. “You wanna repeat that?” You shudder as he tugs off your shorts, slowly pulling them down your thighs and exposing your black panties. Soaked in the middle. “Wet from this? Already?” He shakes his head before swirling the gun on your clit. “Not so tough now, huh?”

JJ rubs circles with the gun, making your head lull back but he reaches forward and tugs you forward by your hair. “Uh uh. Eyes on me, baby. You’re gonna look at me while I touch this pretty pussy.”

You moan as he pulls the gun away, bringing it to your lips. “Suck it.” You stick tongue out and lick off your precum, tasing the sweet taste from yourself.

“Fuck, princess. You really know how to use that mouth, don’t you? Too bad you’ve been a fuckin brat or else I’d let you suck me off.” You whine with a pout and JJ pulls the gun away, ripping off your underwear.

He slides it in your entrance, pumping you with it and you whimper. Your hand moves to rub your clit but he takes your fingers and shoves them in his mouth.

“Shit-“ You whimper as he finally rips the gun away, setting it down and starts to unzip his shorts.

“Mhm. That’s better. But you still need to work on that god damn attitude, princess.” JJ grabs you by the hair and maneuvers you on your stomach on the couch. He presses you down, your chest flat as your ass sticks up in the air and he slaps it hard.

“I’m gonna fuck you until you know exactly who you’re talking to. But you’re gonna beg for it, baby girl. Make me believe you deserve my dick.” He taunts and you whimper, attempting to turn your head but he spanks you again.

“Please, daddy. Fuck me, cum in me. Use me. Take it out on me, I need it. I need you, I want your cock so bad-“ JJ reaches across and wraps his hand around your throat.

“Nah, you can do better than that.” He squeezes tightly and your eyes water as he toys with your clit with his fingers, barely applying pressure.

“JJ, please! Please, fuck me! God, I won’t talk like that again, please fuck me with your dick-I don’t wanna fucking think anymore, just pound into me like I’m a whore.” JJ growls and slams his cock into you, your body moving forward.

“You’re daddy’s little slut, right? And don’t you fuckin forget that.” He pulls you back by your hair and shoves his fingers in your mouth, making you gag. He gives you a rough thrust, making you grip the arm of the sofa. He yanks his fingers out and massages your clit as he pounds you deeply.

“For a god damn brat, your pussy is squeezin me pretty tight there, baby girl. Luckily I knew what you fuckin needed,” He says in your ear and he groans as you grind up against him.

“I’m sorry, daddy-“ You squeak as he brings you to the edge, slapping your ass again.

“Yeah, you’re sorry. This pussy? Mine. You are mine, and I’m gonna make you leak with my cum. I want it dripping out of you like the whore you are. That’s what you are, right?”

“Yes!” You almost scream as you cream on his dick, burying your face down and your legs tremble as JJ empties in you. His cum mixes with yours and you feel it dampen your cunt, dripping down your thighs as he catches you from falling.

JJ continues to thrust, making you see stars before he flips you on your back. “So fuckin pretty all dazed out from my cock, princess. But I’m not done pulling cum from you. I’m gonna lick up what you gave me and fuck you until you speak to me properly.”

You nod weakly as he taps his cock against your cheek before sliding down on his knees. “Guess I’ll use the gun more often, baby doll. Now open your legs and let me taste this wet pussy.”

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[pjoxreader]

PJO Boys Helping With Reader's Period

Leo Valdez

-This man is a mechanical genius, he would make you anything and everything. Just say the word.

-So when he sees you hesitating about asking him for something he pokes and prods until you cave in, asking him to make you a heating pad.

-It takes a few seconds for the gears in his brain to turn before he gets it. “Ohhh! Yeah! Yeah! That’s no problem, I’m sure I can cook something up! Just give me a night!”

-There’s no way he wouldn’t drop everything if he knew your comfort was on the line. 

-He’d go around and ask the other girls in camp about the sort of things that helped them with cramps. 

-Sure enough the next morning he’d bring you a horribly wrapped gift with a sleepy grin, offering you the heating pad he made. It not only had different heat levels and wrapped around your entire body to help with lower back cramps, it also had multiple massaging functions.

-Please take a nap with him, after all that work he’d want nothing more. 

Frank Zhang

-He tries so hard to be helpful. He really tries. It isn’t his fault that all the women in his family were very strong and independent. 

-You once asked him to get you some pads. He ended up coming back with six different boxes and some tampons just in case.

-”...Frank…” you complain as he sets the all down on your bed, you could see his hesitance as he tries to figure out what he did wrong.

-”Did… Did I not get enough?” You can’t stay mad at him since he looked like a worried puppy. 

-He ends up working on some basic tasks instead like getting your craving for you. That? That he can do.

-He’ll bring you anything from Hot coco, to your favorite chocolate or sweet. And if it’s very specific he’ll go to Nico to ask if he could shadow travel for it. 

-He also keeps a little stash of some of your favorite snacks, just in case he isn’t able to get what you’re craving in time.

Percy Jackson

-Sally Jackson raised this man right. SHE RAISED HIM RIGHT.

-He carries around both tampons and pads, no questions asked for anyone who needs it.  Not only is he naturally charming, he's genuinely a sweet guy.

-You accidently bleed through onto his bed? No worries he can just wash it. It isn’t the first time he’s had to get blood out of something.

-He’ll give you massages to help with your cramps. It doesn’t matter how long it takes as long as it helps you feel better.

-He claims it’s a good workout so he doesn’t mind doing it. 

-Don’t expect to get anything yourself during your period. You need food? He’s on his way. Water? Already got it. 

-When it’s time to sleep he’ll hold you close and gently rub circles into your hip and side, whispering loving words of affirmation. He knows your emotions could get a bit wild during this time of the month. He’s the best boyfriend you could ask for.

Jason Grace

-He’s clueless. He was raised by wolves after all and the time he was with his family he was too young to be informed about… That.

-At least the look of utter horror on his face is amusing. He looks down there as if you’d start spurting blood, face utterly pale.

-”But… Won’t you like… Bleed out or something?” he asks in utter concern.

-You have to try so hard to not laugh at him. Please set him down and borrow one of the Apollo kids books on the subject.

-He will 100% be staring in utter horror as if you’re explaining to him how to commit murder but he’s at least listening.

-He has a new respect for women now and to be honest he’ll be a bit scared of them for a while.

-He’ll go to the other girls of Argo ll to make sure that you weren’t just messing with him.

~Masterlist & Rules~

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[literallyjusttoa]

Muses HC's!

Bc why not, the muses are awesome. Also! Just a quick refresher bc I know not everyone is insane and has all the muses memorized.

Clio: Muse of History

Eutyrpe: Muse of Lyric Poetry

Thalia: Muse of Comedic Poetry

Melpomine: Muse of Tragic Poetry

Terpsichore: Muse of Dance

Erato: Muse of Erotic Poetry

Polyhymnia: Muse of Religious Hymns

Urania: Muse of Astronomy

Calliope: Muse of Epic Poetry

I know that Hesiod said they were daughters of Zeus but you know what I say? I say NO. I instead listen to what some other poets said, which is that the muses are very powerful nymphs that burst forth from sacred streams. I like to think this happened like five months before Apollo was born, and everyone was very confused about these nymphs that seemed to have control over domains that no one else really had any claim over, and then Apollo was born and everyone was like “ohhh that makes sense, yeah.” In a way, they prophesized Apollo’s domains (haha get it, cuz he's the god of prophecy, I’m a genius guys i’m a comedic geni-)

Thalia and Melpomine argue about everything, but they’re also inseparable. You’ll often find them discussing heroes' stories and debating whether or not their lives should take a comedic or tragic turn. 

Calliope doesn’t just write epic poetry. No, she also appraises weapons and artifacts of bygone myths with Clio, maps out constellations with Urania, and watches over upcoming epic heroes with Apollo. She’s really the jack-of-all-trades of the group.

Soprano: Eutyrpe, Thalia Mezzo-Soprano: Terpsichore, Calliope, Erato Alto: Clio, Polyhymnia Contralto: Melpomine, Urania

(Obviously they can sing all the notes but this is like, their preferences when it comes to harmonizing) 

Eutyrpe and Terpsichore love to have mini shows, with Eutyrpe performing any new lyrics she’s cooked up and Terpsichore improvising dances to her songs. 

Clio’s kind of the unofficial leader of the muses. Like, Apollo is the official leader, but whenever he’s out of town Clio’s in charge. 

Whenever Apollo makes a new poem, he shows it to whoever’s sphere it falls into first, and then Urania, bc Urania just loves reading poetry and her praise will heal the bruised ego he might have if the first draft was not approved. 

 Whenever Urania makes a new constellation, the whole group has an overnight star-watching session, where they reminisce on old heroes and make smores. 

Polyhymnia and Erato actually have a lot of overlap. Especially because Polyhymnia was making religious hymns for greek gods and, well, you know how greek gods are. This is why Erato is the only one not surprised by Polyhymnia’s dirty jokes. The other sisters think Polyhymnia is “too pure”

Apollo has been with all of the muses, but it’s honestly more of a queer-platonic sort of thing (and/or a friends with benefits situation) he has a very fluid way of showing affection with all of them, since they’ve been some of his closest companions throughout his life. Also, the ten of them have single-handedly made it through the equivalent of thousands, if not tens of thousands of tech weeks together, and I don’t think anything could bond people together more than that.

[hanasnx]

i hav been obsessed with ur blog and how u write anakin since i found it, i have a prompt and i would love to see what u do with it. all i will say is greasy nic addicted pothead linecook anakin. thank u god bless 🙏🙏

no bcos this is my sweet spot actually. something about linecooks having a sailor’s mouth, barking shit at people in their way, sweaty from labor and from the heat of appliances, flirting with the cute waitresses & giving them meals to go home with…

☥ he’s the guy that works the most, probably as much as he can, bcos hes like… hobby-less

☥ i’m imagining dane cook’s look from the movie “waiting…” so the black bandana around the hair to keep it out of his face. eyebrow piercing, maybe some lip piercings ….. ooooo

☥ the nic and pot is so real and so special to me. you’d more often than not catch him outside in the back having a smoke. one time he came to work with a bong and he passed it around with the other ppl in the back

☥ horsing around constantly with his coworkers like theyre all siblings that hate each other

☥ but when you walk in,,, he gets so bashful sometimes

“heyy, miss (y/n)…“

his coworkers mocking him, batting their lashes like, “hEyY, mIsS (y/N)—“ and he whips em with a towel a little to get em to shut up

☥ always leaning on things, any excuse to get closer to you. you pick up a plate and he throws a towel over his shoulder and hes chewing on a toothpick and hes like, “when’s your shift up?” bcos he wants to hang out with you after even if its just smoking with you in his car

☥ he’s got that oral fixation, his vape, a cig if hes got it, pre-rolls he has in the pocket in his apron, toothpicks, toying with his snake bite lip rings when he talks to you

☥ you get so nervous around him bcos he looks so big and mean and acts so commanding in the kitchen. you like him in that black shirt he wears all the time even if it’s stained with food and sweat and it tucks so nicely into his apron

☥ listening to his shitty music on his shitty radio and every other song he’s like “ohhh this is a good one, this is a good one—“

“this is your playlist, ani—“

“shut up and listen. this chick is a genius. listen to this.”

he’s such a jackass.

he’d probably grab your hand on the way out and twirl you to the song. “dance, waitress, dance.”

☥ he rly would be so greasy. so disgusting. i love the word to describe him. greasy. smelly from working istg you’d love his musk. like the stench mixed with his deodorant and cologne. you’d joke with him how he smells so good and that you wanna stick his nose in his pit and he laughs it off like “knew you were a freak.” even tho that’s not technically what you meant but now you’re thinking about him shoving your face in his taint

☥ imagine the two of you finally smoke together as an excuse to hangout and suddenly youre straddling him in his backed up seat and making out like you’re trying to inhale each other. all that sexual tension finally having a space to be worked out as youre grinding down on his halfie and he’s got a joint still pinched in between his fingers

maybe he does you inside his car and the next day you can’t stop flirting with each other hardcore during work. he starts grabbing your ass discretely whenever he can, and your fingers draw down his chest while hes eyeing you hungrily. trying to lure you outside during his smoke break for a quick make out and grope session because he just can’t stay away from you

☥ bet a bunch of your coworkers think hes so hot and youre listening to em knowing youre the one doing him after the shift

[drawingducktalesducks]

Violet: She is waking up.

Lena: Mm hm?

Webby: I’M AWAKE! I’M- Ow-

Lena: Mmf!

Huey: Don’t move too much! The woodchuck guide book says the best thing for a concussion is to stay still.

Violet: This will be easily accomplished, as we are all tied up.

Webby: Well not for long! I’ll just bite through these… um…

Violet: Chains?

Webby: Which are only as strong as their weakest link! And their weakest link is- OW!

Huey: Still made of metal, yeah.

Lena: Hmph.

Webby: That’s okay! We have a SORCERESS on our side!

Violet: Lena cannot cast spells while her hands are immobilized.

Webby: Luckily she’s also a sorceress of persuasion, mental trickery, and cunning words-

Huey: They’ve already gagged her, Webby.

Lena: Mm hmm.

Webby: Oh.

Webby:

Webby: Are we in the middle of a candlelit demonic summoning circle?

Violet: We appear to be part of it, actually. One might even go so far as to say we are-

Huey: Don’t say sacrifices don’t say sacrifices!

Violet: -the hors d’oeuvres.

Webby: Uh oh.

Violet: Indeed.

Huey: I’m gonna faint.

Lena: Mmf! MmMMFFFF!!!!

Webby: SHH guys! She’s trying to say something!

Violet: A pity her last words shall never be known.

Lena: MMMRRR.

Webby: OH OH LENA LISTEN- Do you know morse code!?

Lena: ….

Huey: I guess that’s non-nerd for “Webby you know I love you, but who the heck knows morse code?”

Violet: Everyone else here ironically.

Lena: MM! MmfFF!

Webby: Okay new plan- point your eyes at things, blink once if they’re the word you’re thinking of, twice if they start with the letter you’re thinking off, nod your head if we guess right, shrug if we’re close, and shake your head if we’ve guessed the word wrong! Ready?

Huey: Webby there’s NO WAY that’ll work! How would you even guess-

Webby: Me! Beak! Lips!

Violet: We’re close. Try verbs. Talk, speak, communicate-

Webby: Shout! Yell! Scream!

Violet: Hiss, snarl, roar, howl-

Huey: ARE WE REALLY SPENDING OUR LAST MOMENTS SPIT-BALLING AT CHARADES???

Webby: She’s nodding! SPIT SHE MEANS SPIT!!!!

Violet: Good work, Hubert.

Huey: Uh.

Webby: Spit circle! Spit demon- ohhh that’d be a weird one- what, no? Spit summoning!

Violet: Spit light, spit fire, spit candle-

Huey: Oh my duck she’s nodding again.

Webby: Spit candle?! Spit-

Webby: SPIT ON THE CANDLES!

Violet:

Huey:

Webby:

Violet: Is that really all it would take to disrupt the summoning?

Huey: You’d think they’d have moved us out of range…

Lena: MMMM!!!!

Webby: Talk later spit now! READY!!

Huey: WAIT MY MOUTH IS DRY FROM FEAR

Webby: AIM!

Violet: This is by far the most fascinatingly bizarre experiment I have ever been a part of.

Webby: FIRE!!!!!!

Webby, Huey, Violet: P’tooye!

Candles: *hsssss….*

Evil Summoner Dude: NOOOOOOOOooooooooo o o o o . …. .

Webby: Huh.

Webby: Hope he likes demons.

Huey: Aaaand now I am fainting- OW

Violet: Ah. So the chains were also a magical summons.

Lena: Pleh!

Webby: Lena, you gorgeous genius, you did it YOU DID IT!!!!

Violet: Now explain.  

Lena: Wow.

Lena:

Lena: … I can’t believe that worked.

Violet: What.

Huey: You didn’t THINK IT WOULD WORK!?

Lena: Yeah no. I was like, pretty sure we were dead.

Huey: DEAD!? I COULD HAVE SPENT MY LAST MOMENTS IN LIFE SPITTING AT A TACKY BLACK FLAME CANDLE?????

Webby: But- then why make us do it?

Lena: Honestly? It was funny.

Huey: FUNNY?!?!?

Lena: Hey we were dead anyway. Might as well go out flipping them off, you know?

Webby: You’re so pretty.

Violet: …. Does this mean you have no explanation for the mechanism behind this magical phenomena?

Lena: No idea. Maybe the demon was scared of cooties

Violet:

Violet: I need. To mediate. For precisely one hour.

Webby: Why?

Violet: Sanity.

Lena: Hey can someone take a pic of me lying in the middle of the demonic circle? It’ll make a great banner image

Webby: Oooh me too me too!

Huey: NO! THIS WAS THE WORST GIRLS NIGHT OUT EVER

Webby: But what about-

Huey: EVER! I DON’T want any reminders of it, and I am NEVER doing this aga-

Lena: Hey Red, come look at this lame rock floor

Huey: -lame? That is GRANIT!

Webby: I mean there’s literal demonic claw marks scratched into it, but sure, let’s look at the very normal and extremely boring rocks…

Lena: dibs on the candles that almost killed us

Webby: Aww. Then I claim the tattered robes of the guy who got dragged to hell!

Lena: You wanna wear them?

Webby: Actually I was thinking curtains. Curtains might be nice.

Lena: Sweet.

[collarbjt]

SPN 1022

Oh, so you’re the Thing who eat human’s eye? What the… so diverse apetites

Rowena you’re still captivated by Sammy? Heyyyy

Aha Stynes again????? What the… Thing? Gross. Human? Even grosser🤮 book of the damned is really damn everything

Well Dean, your brother is hiding a woman. You’re right, whether she’s kinda…business partner and imprisoned by him🙄

I truly want Sam told Dean the words he told to charlie about Dean. You guys should know how precious yourselves are to each other

Charlieeeee!!!!! Our highness🥰 oh Charlie and Rowena? Well two gingers could be a great combi

Rowe:Witch, or nerd? - Cas:Angel. Hilarious!!!!!! 🤣

Cas is right, and Charlie too. This kind of thing never ends well… I’m worrying about you Sammy. Wl, that quote- for Dean, is quiet cool. Dean, what a blessed man. You’ve got a lot of awesome friends!!!!!!!!

Hey helloooo Crowley, long time no see lol

Stynes find them, now it makes me sooo nervous.

That old-schooled witch and modern nerd girl have sooo different style!! Oh, Rowena, you've a little carried bit fallen into Charlie. Yes, you have something in common, even though you're sooo different people.

Haha best liar btw Sam, Cas and Dean-Dean is out of that ‘Saving Dean Project’, so Sam and Cas must lie to him, but they are terrible liars!!!!

What does Crowley…. Looking for???? Rowe’s lover…? Is that maybe Sam..??

Ohhh Rowena us such an annoying partner lol but our Charlie is gonna be crazy

Oh, that idiot Styne man is arrogant too. Haha hey Winchesters have ruined the whole Hell and heaven you jerk. …well, almost lol. Oh now bio engineer? What……maybe Frankenstein ?????? Wow I’mright!!!!!!!! Oh I love this story, becomes more interesting

Guys plz don’t let your guards down, I begging you again!!!!

Cas understands hard to raising Crowley lol

Wait no Charlie……where’s she????? Why are you guys so calm??? Wait she’s in motel? She’s Asimov or something??? Oh plz………Sam tell him the truth oh screwed everythign Charlie plz

Wow she works well without hum…witch and angel. You’re a genius girl!!!!! Oh wait plz

Oh plzdon’tve sillygirl!!!!!!!!!!!!!give whattheywant and be safe plzoh no nino no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no shutthatloveplz Charlie givethat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If she’s really dead I will broke ecerything wtf

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

I know I’ve probably done enough yapping about stsg and how much I love them but but but but….. the way u talked about suguru being jealous when reader has a partner?? Simply because he wants to make sure that you’re being loved and cared for enough??? I’ll actually explode right now oh my god I’m so serious he’s so loving?? I’m gonna be perfectly honest if I was his bsf I would be completely insufferable because if you wanted me to spend even a moment apart from that man you would have to drag me away kicking and screaming HES SO WIFE MATERIAL AUGHHHHHHHH. Oh god but imagine him if reader was cheated on by their partner I need to see him feral and ANGRYYY 🙏🙏 -stsg anon :3333

^ stsg anon this was my live reaction reading this YOU’RE SO……. wow we are just FEEDING each other’s sugu obsession aren’t we 😭😭😭 AS WE SHOULD!!!!!

BUT NO OKOKOK I . this makes me a little insane. FIRST OFFFF i’m so glad u agree??? i just think it’s so vital that he isn’t some possessive douchebag who thinks you belong to him or whatever, he just has a very firm belief that you deserve the best and that happens to be Him LMAO. he knows you better than he knows himself, knows what makes you happy and what buttons not to push — so he really just wouldn’t be able to stand seeing you with someone who’s making you uncomfortable, who can’t give you what you need… :<

tbh that might also be what pushes him into confessing because he’s like im RIGHT here. i can show you what you deserve. i would fold

BUT STSG ANON MY LOVE MY LIGHT THE CHEATING IDEA????????? GENIUS.

oh he would be fucking FERAL alright like genuinely i think that’s the only time you really see him Angry. i’ve talked abt this before but !! to me sugu really is the kinda guy who seems very chill and composed but the MOMENT his loved ones are involved he’s just Fuming. like. he’s soooo scary.

first off. i think he would just be in disbelief??? like he’d believe you INSTANTLY don’t get me wrong but his brain just physically can’t wrap itself around the fact that someone would cheat on you. ESPECIALLY someone who is just so undeserving of you????? he thinks you’re soooo out of their league so just . the idea of it …… he doesn’t get it. he doesn’t want to understand.

but okok so his mother instincts would definitely tell him to focus on comforting you first and foremost. he just has this really insatiable need to soothe you. so if you come to his house and you’re just sobbing then his immediate instinct isn’t ”im gonna kill whoever did this” (thats later lol), but ”i need to make sure they’re okay.”

ohhh and if you call him … he is RUNNING to your house asap. no matter how far away it is. if it’s close enough to walk i think you’d open the door to see him just sweating, panting etc etc bc he literally ran as fast as he could to get to you. sprinting down the street like his life depends on it ohhhh he’s so…

AND THEN he’s just. so soothing. soso gentle. makes you tea and lets you cling to him and urges you to get all the tears out. just rubbing your back and whispering little soothing murmurs into your ear :((( until you calm down. and THAT’S when he makes you tell him what’s wrong.

and ohhhhhhh boy….,,,,, stsg anon………… the way he would just silently go feral. like. you barely notice it. you’re probably too upset to. but something in his jaw tightens and his eyes go dark and his hold on you grows just a smidge tighter, like that protective instinct inside him is crawling out of his skin…

it’s a little tough but i think he keeps it all under wraps as long as you’re there. so he can focus on making you feel better. just reassuring you, letting you know how much you deserve, how you shouldn’t waste your breath on someone so useless. like it’s OBVIOUS that he’s angry yk but he tries to maintain his composure. for you.

but ………….. after that. like. i’m thinking maybe you stay the night and he lets you sleep in his bed (maybe crawls in beside you if you ask for it bc you’re just really in need of stability and he’s far too eager to give it to you), and then you wake up and he’s making you breakfast and just kinda. casually lets you know that he’s gonna Talk to your partner. your ex partner. because if there’s one thing he refuses to budge on, it’s the fact that you’re breaking up with this idiot whether you like it or not. that’s the One thing where he doesn’t even hear you out, he’s not having it, you deserve to be happy and no one is allowed to hinder that.

and so he Talks to them <3333 and by talk i mean he very calmly but firmly tells them never to contact you again, and that if he sees them try they’re dead. (is he just trying to scare them? does he mean it? who knows who knows but what matters is that it works and you dont hear from them again <33)

i just really think this whole scenario makes something inside of him snap. i think that silent fury bubbles up every time he sees you question your worth, every tear you shed because of it. suguru is just so empathetic yknow? it tears him apart inside. makes him want to throw up.

and ohh god forbid you got trust issues after the whole cheating thing… i think that’s probably when he’d confess because he’d quite literally rather die than have to watch you go through the same thing with some other idiot. he really, genuinely, sincerely doesn’t trust anyone but himself to love you enough.

anyway im done in conclusion i love Suguru Geto <3333

[schro4444]

Ohhh boy chaper 1120 coming in with the Conan movie plot (disdain). Have you checked it out yet? Kid and Hakuba get done so dirty in wildly opposite ways...

(oh, so are we now pretending DetectivesTM are the Only Observant People that Exist, Ever? Is that what we're doing now??? Sure, different skillsets, but like NOTICING A BLOODSTAIN AND THAT A SUICIDE WOULDN'T NEED A SILENCER AIN'T ROCKET SCIENCE)

LOL YEAH,,,, I’ve Been Keeping Up With It. I’m trying to avoid thinking too critically until it finishes up this plotline and for now just enjoy the ride of “haha character interaction funny” ajdjfhdjdjdhd

they do sure like to keep kid’s skills a liiiiittle inconsistent…. uh, I’m glad I finished writing ditto before this chapter came out, lol. there are,,, ok. there are a lot of ways that this could, in theory, go fine, while staying mostly in-character. plenty of theoretical plot twists or scenarios. kid could actually be right, but for different reasons. he also could be like “lol just testing ur skills as a fellow detective” and then the problem is solved. hakuba could ask kid to prove that he’s a genius detective, or challenge him to some kind of competition, to which kid “deducts” everything about hakuba (using everything kaito knows about him lol).

idk, like,,, the current situation feels a little bit to me like a set-up for something, though I’m not sure what. but it’s been too simple so far, lol. something’s gotta come up in 1121 that upsets the whole thing.

from the pov of a writer that’s kinda bad at figuring out mysteries, I’d say there are lots of reasons why a gun used for a suicide could have a silencer. framing a suicide as a murder could have all sorts of motives, from getting kaitou kid arrested/accused/defamed to insurance claims to both to anywhere in-between. maybe kichida used something in the room to fix the issue of the silencer making the gun too long. at this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if the body turned out to be fake or weird somehow—how was it affected by the humidity? are there any related clues in the body’s first stages of rigor mortis? honestly I almost think he was dead way before this and got replaced by somebody or something, because of the coughing in the beginning and how he wouldn’t talk. or maybe he was poisoned or sick, and decided he only had one way out? idk. just… rarely are detco cases this cut-and-dry with the clues.

and as for the movie plot… lol. yeah. uh. oops. kid-dressing-up-as-shinichi-all-the-time trope is Hilarious, but my biggest issue with it is that,,, like,,, now that shinichi has kid pinned down as One Of the Guys That Look Like Him, all it would take is seeing kaito randomly on the street somewhere to put 2 and 2 together. it’s a Big big risk to his identity, which will now more or less rely on shinichi’s honor code to stay secret. rip.

[quodekash]

im exhausted and could very easily pass out at any point in time, but it’s our skyy and it’s 11:30pm so here we go again

(because I’m so exhausted my commentary will very much be either very incoherent or there won’t be much of it at all)

theyre so cute omg

AYO THAT WAS UNSETTLING

IM SO USED TO HEARING THE ICONIC WOMAN SAY 'viewer discretion advised'

IT WAS WEIRD TO HEAR SOMEONE ELSE SAY THAT, JEEZ

maybe not QUITE like you love him, i think you'd get jealous

I FREAKING KNEW IT

DID I NOT CALL IT??

I THOUGHT THERE WAS SOMETHING BETWEEN THEM, HUZZAH I AM A GENIUS

does this mean phum also likes men?

cos if so... my man had a lot of internalised homophobia going on, jeez

its okay, you dont need to come out to anyone at any point in time ever. but telling nueng took some real guts, that was really brave of you, and im proud of you

WU AND DAVID

WU AND THE-ONE-WHITE-GUY

I LOVE THEM

im pretty sure i cried when he proposed to him

it makes me happy to know they remember them

EJRHDFBKV

ITS ALREADY WORKINGGGG

EYE CONTACT LETS GOOO

am i about to cry? are my eyes welling up with tears this very moment as i type this? we may never know.

but the answer is yes

AAAAAAA

THEY MADE IT TO 7 FREAKING HELL YES

THEYRE SO EXCITED FOR THEM

to the surprise of literally no one, i am quickly becoming more obsessed with the side couple than i am with the main characters

AWWWW

theyre back now yayyyy

my bro now has ✨visual impairment✨

but... if he's his ancestor... then petch had sex with a woman?

i guess they had to

as long as they were together and happy tho, it's alright

and as long as the woman/women were aware that like. the guys didnt love them like that.

HOLY QUACK

HELL YES

FREAKING HELL YES

THEY ARE WONDERFUL

THEY ARE PERFECTION

THEY ARE HAPPY

I AM OFFICIALLY OBSESSED WITH THE SIDE COUPLE

everyone act surprised

the letters are so cute

WHAT THE HELL FLASHBACKS???

IM CRYING AGAIN

i aspire to one day have a hawaiian shirt collection as plentiful as palm's

THEY HUG

THEY KISS

THEY FOREHEAD TOUCH

i strongly believe that forehead touching is more intimate than kissing and i will die on this hill

but. why. life in modern times is just generally better for literally at least two reasons that i can think of off the top of my head (shut up its nearly 1am im not thinking properly rn) 1. gay tights, 2. health

i meant to say gay rights but honestly gay tights is also a plus

so theres three reasons

1. gay rights

2. health

3. gay tights

OHHH, THAT ONE

YOU WANNA ENEMIES TO LOVERS YOURSELVES??

thats it. that's the only reason.

palm, you astound and confuse me (in a good way)

wHY

WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO GO TO WAR

WAR IS BAD FOR AT LEAST 6 REASONS

1. death

2. sad

3. i think lots of dead bodies are probably bad for the environment

4. none of the wars in the past are cool. id wanna see a war like 50 years into the future, what if there's like space lasers or something

maybe i should just watch star wars instead of time travelling

5. killing people makes you feel like a mean person

6. picture this scenario: you really want a snack, your favourite snack, whatever your favourite snack is, you're just really craving it. but you cant have it, because you're fiGHTING IN A FREAKING WAR

GERIKJDBF

i was right

IM FALLING APART AT THE SEAMS

AND NOW THEYRE PLAYING IT IN THE BACKGROUND AGAIN???

I AM DEAD. DECEASED.

THAT WAS FREAKING LOVELY

hey, you were just here!

^D^ i am excited for simm

my final thoughts: GUJERKDNGREJKVDBNREUJDFLGHNEOIRLHGPI34EHRNGP9O34EJTPGOJ34ERPOTGJ3P4IERHTG9P34HEJ9TGFH34EI0RHOTGF893UOWB4E0TIOFHJ3490WEIHGUVIBERNDGOIVHEROIDSUFJ390I4OWEHCUOBJREFDNICGOBVPREIODFN

thank you and goodnight

[5uwabbit]

Boring class at 7, so my brain gathered…

Food for thoughts!

(Context: What ifs in role swap-ish AU, that one art of researcher Kate I did)

It would be funny if Kate was with Isaac in the oil rig. We can even count Kellyn too. 3 genius in one place but two being problems?? Bro’s gonna change the name from Team Dim Sum to Team Day Care (They can’t rid these kids cuz they’re too damn smart!). Also because crystal corruption is an interesting topic— Blake hall incident — to explore!

Not only you get Kellyn and Kate destroying the sinis trio in Isaac coding lessons, we can get Kate being silly and upgrading the tools in the office (Insert Kincaid screaming after he found out the hairspray was upgraded to razor blade 2 in 1).

Plus.. we have an interesting mix of personalities. Isaac being easily encouraged and dive right into the research not knowing what’s up. Kate as the middle ground between the other two, seems relaxed and going with the flow. Then you have Kellyn who is more critical, he tends to act on his own, a bit stubborn so they have to convince him to do things. You’re gonna be almost convinced he’s doing all this for the sake of imported, special newspaper from Fiore or other regions. He’s so unseriously serious… aka He got his own agenda and nobody in the office knows why! (Insert him sneaking around the base to find out whats up).

You bet Kate realizes something was up first because Kellyn was busy “theorizing” and “overthinking” things. (Insert her running across the hallways and stumbling into Team Dim Sum mission things). Whoops.. sorry teach.. uh.. boss?

Well typical story would be… they found out and this big show down ensues but you know what? Those three are smart minds. Yeah, Kate would pretend that it’s just a normal thing and continues to do stuff like regular. Ohhh but now Kellyn knows and they’re probably trying to convince Isaac. So wowzies, three teens plans behind the back of Team Dim Sum.

Other possibilities:

to be honest I know they can’t convince Kellyn to be a researcher. If I were Kincaid I’d look at his progress over the union and be like… tsk.. it’s a loss that I couldn’t put influence on that child. He has super great prospect, but hard to convince unlike Isaac is.

But I’m going with putting him in the lab because it’s so much funnier. I’m not missing out on him being savage to Sinis Trio (that would be hella funny).

What if we count Keith in? He got his job as a ranger and guess what? He’s breaking into the oil rig. Insert this: unexpected reassemble. Omfg you guys became nerds??? (He’s not rude, just silly like that). Now now, the showdown will be much more epic. Either

(1) it’s messy as hell. Everyone is just surprised. Maybe they ended up going back with Sven boat and bringing back important data.

(2) “Oh yeah, we were about to leave.” Keith thinking oh I’ll rescue you guys! Nahhhh we got this. Kellyn signaling Kate and Isaac to activate the showdown buttons and they just. Smoothly goes away with some diving equipments they stole from the boss. Oh shit I forgot Sven 💀 UHH maybe he’ll be driving the boat alone back.

Okay that’s it. That’s how far my brain goes. Thank you for the kind words.. I’ve been brainrotting for ages. You bet I’ll be super duper normal about them all 😭

I’m still figuring things out here hehe.. I think I’ll find out how to do a poll and do that sometimes

[inkedmyths]

S1: E12 "Faith"

Brought to you by Crepe bribing me with Flight Rising money

[ Kayla asks if it was worth it to sell your soul to capitalism. Crepe said yes. I agree. I may have to endure on but now I have more money for my dragons. This will, unfortunately, always work on me. ]

Cuz you gotta have faith-uh faith-uh faith-uh

Oh we're starting out with the Winchesters? No mysterious deatb if some random person?

[ Kayla interjects with Carry On My Wayward Son. I get flashbacks to playing it on repeat when I initially began this journey. ]

Oooough closeeeet Dean I'm sure you're scared of that

[ Kayla asks Crepe if Dean does any homoeroticism in S1 aside from being too happy about getting pinned to a car. Crepe says no. This does not matter to me, I will make the joke anyways. ]

There are children! Hello children!

Ew what is that

UH Dean buddy that canNOT be healthy

HOSPITAL

HEART ATTACK???

Hi Dean! You look like shit!

:(

Dean you are too chill with your mortality but also Sam is WAY too not chill about it

JOHN WINCHESTER PICK UP YOUR FUCKING PHONE. BITCH

Sam. Sam no

I mean I know Dean is still sround for however many fucking seasons but

DEAN DID YOU BREAK OUT OF THE HOSPITAL. MORON

Why are you both stupid

[ Kayla says this is the parentified child vs child he parentified effect. Which. Yeah fair. ]

Dean: Sam what kinda crazy religion place are you bringing me to

DEAN STOP FLIRTING WITH EVERY LADY YOU MEET. DUMBASS BITCH

[ Kayla says that he's a whore and to leave him alone. That the sluttiest thing a man can do is be an older brother. Kayla is this some kind of kink for you. ]

GOD NO I DIDN'T EVEN GO TO ONE OF THESE KINDS OF CHURCHES BUT. HRGH. HORRIBLE. I want to leave

LMAO CALLED OUT DEAN

LAUGHING im sorry watching Dean get throwm on the spot. Poor dumbass

Go up Dean this is your personal hell now

[ Crepe says no, wrong season. Lovely. ]

Dean having that face that I feel so deeply in my soul whenever someone tries to preacg Christianity to me

FUCKING. HAND AGAINST HIS HEAD poor Dean's face shshshs

UHHH WHAT WAS THAT. WHAT WAS THAT FIGURE

Oh. Oh my god it traded his life for his

O h n o

This is interesting and good but its also so fucking spooky the vibes

Ohhhh something. Something wanted Dean to live.

[ Kayla and Crepe go back and forth about how Supernatural is technically a horror show, though this is dropped somewhat in later seasons. What the fuck did I get myself into. ]

What the fuck is up w/Layla (Leilah?)

Oh :( poor girl

And Dean was the one who got healed so he's :((

"Why do you deserve to live more than my daughter?" man

Dean's like 😟

Chick in the woods? Girl whats up?

Girl is abt to die for this old guy

A REAPER?

The music shdhdhdhsh

Thats pretty banger ngl. Whats this song anywas.... Death In The Valley?

NOT ME LOOKING IT UP ON SPOTIFY AND GETTING A PLAYLIST FOR SPN SOUNDTRACK?

DOG LEASH ON A GREAT WHITE

SCREAMS the guy handing out pamphlets "Roy is a fraud"

Dean: Amen brother

Sam: You keep up the good work!

Man: Thank you

God its so interesting storywise but also the vibes are Upsetting

Sam committing breaking and entering all by himself good for him

IS THE CHURCH GUY MURDERING PEOPLE HE DOESN'T LIKE BY SAVING OTHERS

HE IS. HOMOPHOBIC! LITERALLY

GOOOOOD SHIT FUCK nooo i dont wanna watch anymore I don't like confrontation and oough BAD VIBES

Im turning on captions hold on

LAYLA I KNEW IT

Noooooooooooo besties I Cannot

Guys this is UPSETTING

I keep pausing 😭

I'm like stop starting bc I would rather read than hear WHASGSFAFAF

[ Crepe is grinding in Coliseum on Flight Rising to pay me more so I watch more. I can't tell if I'm genius for this or not. ]

Oh the poor guy screaming and Sam being like WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT

Oh I stopped started so much Netflix crashed LMAO

Hrrrgh yeah yeah ok compelling but I want to crawl up a tree

Oh shes still praying

AH YES DEAN GETS TAKEN AWAY. ARRESTED. AGAIN

Ohhh its his wife.... his wife couldn't stand to lose him.... oh.......

"God save us from half the people who think they're doing God's work." hey who gave this show the right

[ Kayla says "Remember when I told you this show was sometimes really good?" I tell her to fuck off. She says I'm only proving her point. I call her a bitch. This has no effect. ]

SAM BESTIE U DID IT TO SAVE DEAN CAN U NOT UNDERSTAND THE CONFLICT HERE

LMAO DEAN JUST YELLS AT THE COPS AND THEY CHASE HIM THATS SO FUNNY

A+ plan buddy

Godddd the vibes are so ick and tragic but man

MAN I LOVE WHEN THINGS TAKE CHRISTIANS AND MAKE THEM FUCKED UP

Dean buddy get ready to run again

"The Lord chose me" NO IT FUCKIN DIDN'T

Sams gonna like smack her huh

Oh that Reaper did NOT like being bound

Something something metaphor for controlling death

Winchester Patented Guilt Complex

Oh she still has faith even when she's got a bad diagnosis :(

GODDAMMIT NO DONT

; - ;

So like Dean Winchester Aetheist Extraordinaire saying "I'm not much of a praying type... but I'll pray for you" is something that can be so personal actually

Don't. Don't touch me go away

Fuck you guys for making me watch this show I'm tearing up I hate you all

-

In conclusion: OKAY DEAN WINCHESTER LIKERS MAYBE I GET IT. But also fuck off fuck all of you I hate it here goddamn you AUGH I WASNT EXPECTING TO TEAR UP OVER THIS FUCK YOOOOOOOU

[winderlylandchime]

3x11 1/2: i would just like you to know that when we finished this ep, my neighbor sent me a text to ask if all is good cause he was screaming about Britin ‘Ohhh are they gonna do some vigilante shit again? Why are they in a truc- oh Brian this sad. This is so sad. How fucked up that they had to go home to fuck. One thing you can count on besides my undying love for Brian, is his love for messing with Justins hair. I like how in the beginning the bedroom light was blue because its more cold and now he’s all in love and shit and the light is orange. I’m a fucking genius when it comes to this show’ ‘I am so mad that Brian looks so fucking hot while in a room with this fucking pig! He wants to put him in the Gay and Lesbian center? Brian, I thought we were past this bullshit?’ THE GLC SCENE IS UP!! ‘Every gay person here needs to get their membership card revoked! Immediately. BLONDIE. Whos Marga- OH FUCK. Oh shit OH FUCK. DID YOU SEE THAT?! Wait rewind time bitch!Look at Brian’s death stare and how he squeezes his hand tight as fuck when my girl Jen mentions prom. He is sick to his stomach right now. Wait did he..did he plan this out? How dare he look at my blondie? Keep walking bitch.’ ‘Ted, please what the fuck is going on with you? THAT GUY IS GONNA KILL HIM!’ ‘I love blondie but this has Bri Bri written all over it, how can they not realize it? OH DEBBIE KNOWS! So if she knows why is she acting dumb about brian? What do I have to do for Debbie to lay off of Brian for one second?‘ Michael just told Brian that he’s lucky about the parents thing ‘HE DID NOT. Dude. BRIANS PARENTS SUCK ASS WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? And you know that! So not cool’ ‘TED NO. TED WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? HE IS AN ACTUAL DRUG ADDICT. Fucking hell, this hurts to watch’ the scene with Justin waiting for Brian with a poster is happening *jumps up and shakes his hands* ‘ I FUCKING KNEW IT! WHAT DID I FUCKING SAY?! HE HELPED! MY BOY GOT HIS HEAD OUT OF HIS ASS!’ *loud groan bc stockwell is on tv* there is literally no fucking escape from this fucker. fuck, fuck fuck HE KNOWS ABOUT BRIAN. Well shit, is Trumpy wannabe gonna try and play Brian back? (Cuts to Britin) HELL YEAH BACK TO THE IMPORTANT SHIT! Words cant explain how much i missed them. Brian! Be careful because the dude knows but please continue my dudes. (Cuts to Stockwell) *groans*oh come on. BECAUSE HES A WHAT NOW?! YOU SLEAZY MOTHERFUCKER! HOW DARE YOU CALL HIM THAT WORD (cuts to britin again) my dudes can we just stay here because that other guy fucking sucks. OH MY GOD HAS BRIAN BEEN PLANNING THIS SINCE THAT SHOUT OUT? Not them fucking on the posters, that is beyond hilarious..WHO THE HELL KEEPS KNOCKING AT HIS PLACE THIS LATE? Dude just ignore it, its probably mike or some shit. Keep fucking. *jaw hits the floor* OH MY FUCKING GOD. OH MY GOD. OH MY FUCKING- OH SHIT. I DID NOT SEE THAT COMING. HE IT BOOTY DICK NAKED FUCKING THE INTERN ON FUCK YOU POSTERS. ICONIC.’ ‘Wait, so are we not gonna get Hunter pills for hiv? Oh wait Hunter might actually make me like Mike. Nice. I knew there was hope for him, maybe this is foreshadowing that he wont suck as a dad with that baby’ He is now on the edge of the couch watching Brian about to get fired ‘BRIAN IS STANDING UP FOR HIMSELF! THATS RIGHT HE WOULDNT UNDERSTAND! EXACTLY BRIAN! Oh damn that means i also don’t understand, whatever. GO BRIAN! I KNEW YOU HAD A SPINE!’ ‘Oh poor Emmett. Ted, i am so angry at you right now. Fuck you for hurting my baby boy! TED STOLE THE MONEY?! What the actual fucking hell is going on with him? Ted you are officially on my shit list. I feel bad for you but i am PISSED OFF!’

Your neighbor is going to be so grateful when QAF is over.

“One thing you can count on besides my undying love for Brian, is his love for messing with Justin’s hair.” TRUER WORDS HAVE NEVER BEEN SPOKEN

Brian’s death stare and squeezing his hand when Jen mentions prom. Good noticing brother! Brian is still fucked up over it (of course).

Who keeps showing up? One could ask why people in QAF show up at people’s doors instead of calling on the phone? Why QAF?

YES the line when Brian says Vance wouldn’t understand is so iconic. It feels so good for him to stand up for himself.

I think QAF takes place / was filmed before they automatically put people on HIV drugs. It used to be that they waited until T cells dropped below a certain number before starting meds because there was worry (I think) about developing resistance to the medication. Now we know that doesn’t happen which is why we have PrEP so they might not have started Hunter on meds right away.

Oh we are deep into Ted’s downfall. Ugh. It’s so painful to watch.

[year2000electronics]

just wanted to say i absolutely adore ad astra per aspera! do you have any tips or advice for writing stone and robotnik in character?

THANK YIU... tee bee eich a lot of my robotnik characterization comes from Projection SHDKSJDHA but i will try to give some insight into like. how I Personally write them

stone:

- he’s an admirer but NOT a pushover!! stone questions robotnik a lot whether that be nonverbally in his expressions or to his face like him commenting on his disdain for knuckles and saying that he thought he should check on robotnik first, he’s a lot more willing in general to put up with robotnik’s robotnik-isms and weird physical moments but he’s not frothing at the mouth going OHHH DOCTOR I LOVE IT WHEN YOU PIN ME TO THE WALL OOH. he sighs before he does it which to me reads as stone admiring robotnik’s intellect and capability and accepting his other parts as just Things That’ll Happen In Robotnik Land. he didn’t sign up for it but he’s not gonna let it get in the way

- i try to write his style of speaking as like. formal. to the point. he contrasts w robotnik a lot by being the frigid shorthand to robotnik’s bombardment of words. robotnik is a metaphor machine while stone prefers to get to the point i find. he’s robotnik’s Normal Man Translator which already makes his responses snappier but he tends to not skirt around words like robotnik does

- he operates on a similar level to robotnik, Relatively Speaking, as seen in the prequill and novelization he may be one of the only people who would follow robotnik’s order to just prepare for his return, he seems somewhat disdainful of people below him but doesn’t really express it to them in Words (ie letting his coworkers push him around in the prequel, trying to get info out of the guy in movie 1 with the somewhat defeated ‘did he say where he was going’, in movie 2 when he’s entertaining wades charades), but there are some parts of robotnik he doesn’t get (robotnik’s disregard for his own safety with the fingers in his mouth scene, the fact that he thinks ‘wow this guy seems stressed maybe if i make him a latte it’ll all be okay’) they’re similar but not The Same. if that makes sense

- very capable! (obviously) we see him take out an entire coffee shop and possibly even run it on his own, while also building robotnik’s lair, he manages to read robotnik’s manual in no time flat, he’s a very skilled guy but he rarely draws attention to it (though that’s not to say he isn’t prideful, you do see some of that pride in the prequill and the manual scene) he just doesn’t state his genius like robotnik does

- more willing to express his feelings than robotnik, he seems to show some level of restraint from totally gushing over him like we see in the robotnik entering the mean bean scene when he goes from First I Lol’ed but Then I Serious’d but he still loves making him his coffee and TAKE ME WITH YOU and he has like five or six different moments where he calls robotnik and his work brilliant extraordinary etc etc etc

robotnik:

- what i find a common mistake with robotnik is like. his walls come down Too Soon. to me it feels like he doesn’t keep them up because he wants to, it’s because it’s baked into him at this point. every time he expresses something genuine he seems to do it with difficulty or adding a snide remark at the end as his cushion (ie thanks... for nothing, him raising his voice during I LOVE THE WAY YOU MAKE THEM). he struggles with open positive communication because to compliment is, in itself, this DEEPLY vulnerable act that a lot of people tend to take for granted

- robotnik loves getting fancy with his words. the more words and the more unique the better, his vocabulary is rich with metaphors and similes and anecdotes. it’s never JUST “you’re dumb and i’m smart”, it’s “i bet you’re HELLA popular with the jebs and merles and billy bobs here, bet you go way back to the days of TIPPIN’ COWS and PLAYIN’ ON A JUG BAND!!” or “it says i’m the top banana in a world of hungry little monkeys”. robotnik is always searching for new and inventive ways to absolutely tear people to bits so get WEIRD with the metaphors

- this is a bit of a recent one since i noticed it’s more a movie-2-robotnik trait, but robotnik also has a habit of referring to people with kind of off-color nicknames? that are metaphors in itself (my little stalagmites for a cave encounter with sonic and tails, implying they’re in a cave and they’re prone to falling, my trusty barnacle to stone, implying he’s something that grows on and is Stuck To Robotnik, my massively metacarpaled friend to knuckles, officer brainfart for wade)

- in general robotnik’s style of speech is also very word-heavy not just in the metaphor sense but he’s always fighting for the most control he can possibly get in that interaction (as we see in his introductory i’m in charge scene) so he tends to run his mouth on and on and baffle whoever’s with him into silence, and he’ll interrupt them until they go quiet he’s very prone to interrupting

- other quirks include splicing robot things into his way of life (his little ‘zzt! zzzt!’ noises which do Return for movie 2. yay.) and seemingly having a father-son relationship with his badniks as he refers to himself as daddy and papa multiple times and calls them his babies (he will never hesitate to compliment unfeeling machines that can’t possibly respond... however if they fail him he holds back no mercy. see MOVE YOU HUNK OF JUNK!)

- spite. oh my god, spite. robotnik is prideful but he’s also spiteful. if there’s anything that touches a nerve (family, being well liked, etc), he is JEALOUS. and it shows by him getting angry or more hostile in his words (look at the happy little family, rub that in my orphan face). he makes a lot of stuff about his own personal trauma

- he uses a million words when one could work. he uses two words in place of one. he uses a thesaurus for everything. instead of going “i think this is an alien” he goes “no. what’s incredible is that i can’t find a match for it ANYWHERE. in EARTHS ANIMAL KINGDOM. this blackout was not a terrorist attack, and that’s no baby bigfoot.” he says “truculent space bumpkin” like NOTHING

- hes multilingual! knows some spanish and japanese

- another thing i see people often fall into the pitfall of is that they can write a very good Serious Angry Spiteful Robotnik but that’s only ONE of his two Modes. when robotnik’s not insulting people or making everything about him personally, he’s having FUN. robotnik is written incredibly campy and he likes to snark on situations giddily. (ie “ever wonder where your tax dollars are going?” , “thay was an illegal left, by the way!” “good one! i’m sure that wasn’t important!” he’s SILLY he’s GOOFY when he’s not being a bitch he’s being an ANNOYING bitch!! he did a funky spin!!!!

- he’s not dumb when it comes to his feelings for stone. he knows why he made that rock. he would just rather die than admit it. he’s so in denial that he’s managed to push that revelation to the pit of his soul. he likes having stone around and on some level he thinks stone is the smartest person on planet earth besides him, and will take him with him on evil plans, but he refuses to examine why and wants to just continue as they are as this weirdly personal boss assistant relationship

one last thing for the both of them i do not see ‘doctor’ and ‘stone’ (how they address eachother) as some derogatory thing they must eventually Graduate from. to me their relationship reads as something that only they could make professional names sound like pet names. like that’s just the way they are

[mypoisonedvine]

Reader and Steve end up exposed to something on a mission that cause them to body swap. It would be hot as hell if one of them was seeing Bucky too and he decides to have fun with their misfortune.

(okay so this is kind of a crack fic so im sorry in advance asgjakhsagdj this is the WEIRDEST SMUT I’VE EVER WRITTEN... very nsfw and a slight touch of dubcon beneath the cut.)

you’d only been in Steve’s body for a few hours when you began to understand how deprived this man was.

you hadn’t gotten his memories.  you didn’t really understand how this had happened at all but you knew that for sure, because you distinctly recalled being you yesterday and now you were him.  and he was fucking horny.

maybe it was you, a little bit, but this was definitely his body acting of its own accord more than it was your mind inside of it.  it felt different in a guy’s body, for one.  it felt so different to have need like this, so much more all-encompassing than the subtle tingling in your gut that you normally felt when you were turned on.  damn, is this what it was always like for men?  you weren’t sure how they ever managed to get any work done.  maybe they don’t.

my cock is hard, you thought to yourself, trying to wrap your head around the concept.  you tried not to look down at it as you leaned back in your chair-- his chair, actually-- but you could feel it, not just the arousal coursing through it but the head curving back and digging into your hip.  

I can’t touch it, you decided, it would be invasive.  he’s not here to consent to me touching his body.  and you firmly believed that logic, and yet you felt your hand-- his hand-- reaching into the waistband of his uniform and pulling it out.  you whimpered just to feel warmth on it, though the sound was foreign to your ears as you realized you had his voice.

you had never been good at handjobs, but it was like instinct was guiding you as you stroked the cock you found in your palm.  his hands were sort of rough, something you normally liked but was not well-received in this body.  but it was enough-- it was just enough to satisfy this desperation that burned in your chest.  you could tell it had been so long since this cock had gotten attention from anything but this hand, you could feel how much he needed more but you, as his friend, understood why he didn’t get it.  he always told you he was too busy for dating.  frankly, if you got to this point, you wouldn’t really be worried about “dating” so much as “hooking up” but he was, understandably, not the type.

your head fell back as you bucked up into your hand, biting down on your lip-- and you’d always dreamed of tasting his lips, just not like this.  “fuck,” you hissed, the sound of his voice mundane to his body but driving your mind wild inside his stupidly beautiful head.  there was an urge to moan your own name, just to know how it would sound if he said it like this, but the idea was too weird for you go through with it.

then again, you were stuck in Steve’s body and jerking off so, ‘too weird’ was kind of a moot point.

you were jolted out of your rhythm when there was a knock at your-- his-- door.

“wh-who is it?” you stammered.

“it’s me!” you heard from the other side of the door. “or, well, it’s you!”

“shit,” you mumbled as you rushed to redress, running to the door-- you were so much faster in this body, unsurprisingly.  you weren’t really psychologically prepared to open the door and see yourself there.  you weren’t ready to be pierced by your own gaze, your own arms crossed in confusion.

“do you always get wet when you look at me?” Steve asked you suddenly.  “or is this just me... knowing it’s you?”

you swallowed, feeling an Adam’s apple bob in your neck-- what an odd sensation.

“does my voice always sound like that?” you asked when you heard his words from your mouth.

“we need to fix this before Bucky finds me again,” he demanded, “I barely managed to toss him off me.”

“... so I guess you found out about us too?” you winced, your secret fuckbuddies relationship now out in the open.

“more than I ever wanted to know,” he frowned.  his expression shifted as he looked up at you again.  “what were you doing?”

“what?” you asked, and you heard your own breathlessness.  “I wasn’t doing anything.  you always breathe like this.  don’t you have asthma?”

“I used to have asthma,” he corrected.

“yes, and now you have a vagina-- my vagina!-- so maybe we should focus on that and not you giving me this random third degree here?”

“whatever,” he scoffed, brushing past you to step into the room as you shut the door.  

“you didn’t... look, did you?” you asked nervously.

“uh, no,” he answered quickly, “did you?”

“I made a specific point not to,” you announced proudly.

“oh...” he mumbled, “good...”

“sooooo...” you changed the subject awkwardly, “any plans on how to fix this?”

“I was thinking we’ll start by trying everything we can think of, and work from there,” he offered.

“good plan,” you decided.  “maybe.... maybe, uh... we have to... go... somewhere?  or do something?”

“go somewhere and do something?” steve repeated incredulously. “you’re a real genius.”

“don’t make that face at me, you’re gonna give me frown lines,” you sneered.  “I can’t help it, okay?  I can’t think!  I’m distracted!”

“by what?”

“by... by stuff!” you defended, scratching the back of your neck-- it was your nervous habit, rendered entirely different by his short hair.

steve sighed, your chest rising and falling with his breath.  “it’s hard, isn’t it?”

“well, yeah, switching bodies is hard--”

“no.  it’s hard... isn’t it?”

your eyes went a little wide.  “ohhh. uh, yeah, it is.”

“god, I’m sorry,” he groaned, hiding your face in your hands, “it does that a lot.”

“how do you do anything?” you squawked.  “it’s like all I can think about is... is how bad I just need to be in something, something... warm!”

“welcome to my world,” he shrugged.

“you have to let me...” you began, but stopped yourself.  “no, no, we-- no.”

“what is it?” he asked.

“you have to let me fuck you.  me.  you have to let... you fuck me...?”

“won’t that be, you know... scarring?” 

you nodded.  “but I’m not sure we have a choice, please just-- just let me-- I know I want it.  I mean, I know my body wants it.  didn’t you say I’m wet?  I’m probably drenched by now, huh?”

he stammered a bit before answering. “um... I think so...”

“it feels warm, right?  warm and sensitive and like you need to be filled with something?”

“...kinda...” he replied hesitantly.

“please,” you groaned, “don’t tell me I’m the only one that’s ever thought about it.”

“no,” he answered, quicker than ever, “no, you aren’t.  you’re... you’re sure it’s okay?”

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” you finally admitted, “not like this, but I’ll take what I can get--”

“fuck it,” he mumbled before pulling you into a heated kiss, and with your eyes closed you couldn’t really tell the difference of who was who anymore, you just knew that it was him touching you and you didn’t really care that his hands were smaller and that his lips were softer.

you undressed each other at lightning speed, and there was a hand on your cock-- clearly he was pulling from his own experience with his own cock, because wow, he knew exactly how to touch it to make you gasp and whimper.

“you can look,” he offered to you when he pulled back from the kiss, “I know I did.”

“did you like what you saw?” you asked hesitantly.

“better than I ever imagined,” he grinned.  “I even put a finger inside you.  I’ll be honest, I’m not sure I’m gonna fit.”

“neither am I,” you sighed as you looked down at the thick member your own slender hand was wrapped around.  “fuck, steve... it’ll probably hurt you.”

“let’s just hope we can fix this tonight and you get to be sore tomorrow, not me,” he chuckled a little.

“k-keep stroking it, please,” you sighed, “I’m already-- I think I’m close.  I can’t really tell...”

“you should be able to feel it here,” he explained as he slipped his touch lower to cup your balls--

“oh,” you breathed, “this is... new...”

“oh please, it’s nothing compared to a clit,” he laughed, “that thing is sensitive.”

you realized that steve was taking much better advantage of this than you were-- while you had his body at your disposal, you needed to test out the superhuman strength.  it took you almost nothing to lift your own weight onto the desk, grinning as you saw him gasp at the show of strength.

“been a while since somebody lifted you?” you asked him with a smirk.  he didn’t reply, just spread his-- your-- legs and let you grind against him, just the warmth of a body enough for now even if you weren’t inside of it.  you kissed him again as you pulled him closer, thrusting to let that poor, sensitive cock slide over the delicate skin beneath you.

“well, well, well,” a voice echoed from the doorway.  you sat up and spun around to find Bucky, leaning around the wall with crossed arms and a satisfied smirk.  “it was just a matter of time before you two got together-- we all knew it.  no wonder you ran off so fast, babygirl... you had another engagement to attend to.”

“Buck, hold on--” Steve began.

“Bucky, this is not what it looks like,” you interrupted.

“then what is it?” Bucky asked with faux innocence.

you and Steve looked at each other, neither of you sure exactly how to answer that.  “it’s complicated,” you answered in unison.

“don’t worry about me, I’m not jealous,” he explained.  “we never said we were exclusive, no hard feelings,” he addressed Steve-- but he was talking to you.  well, he was trying to talk to you, but he didn’t know he was looking at Steve.  well, he was looking at you, but just your body-- oh fuck it, even you couldn’t make sense of it. “but Steve?” he chuckled. “he doesn’t even know what he’s doing.  he can’t make you feel as good as I can, I know it.”

he was like a blur as he pounced on you-- your body, at least, but it was Steve that was arching his back and moaning as Bucky licked and sucked at your neck, slipped his metal hand into your shorts and apparently found your most sensitive spots instantly.  Steve was already bucking up into his touch, your own moans echoing over the walls even if you weren’t the one making them.

“B-Buck, wait,” Steve protested, but he was too weak now to push him off, and too far gone into the pleasure to want to.

“feels good, hm?” Bucky purred, throwing a stray glance at you.  “are you jealous?” he asked you tauntingly.

“yes,” you admitted.

“jealous cause you know how good it feels when I make you come like this?” he pressed, and you froze.  

“do... do I?” you asked Steve anxiously.

“don’t look at him, look at me,” Bucky corrected firmly.  him? you wondered, but before you could ask, he answered your question, turning to address Steve pinned under him.  “I know it’s you, Steve.”

“what?!” you both gaped.

“she would never call me ‘pal’ like you did earlier,” Buck explained, “and she would never say no to me like you also did earlier.”

“hey!” you protested.

“and you,” he laughed, “I’d know that deer-in-the-headlights look anywhere, even on a different face.”

as embarrassing as this whole situation was, it was sort of nice to have someone else acknowledge it.  it made you feel less crazy.

“I can’t keep track of this conversation while there are fingers inside of me,” Steve shivered.

“it’s weird, isn’t it?” you smiled at him.  “good weird.”

“very good, very weird,” he agreed, breathing heavier as Bucky’s arm flexed from pumping his hand back and forth.

“she usually comes in just a few minutes from this,” Bucky explained to Steve, making you feel oddly exposed-- and not just because you knew they could both see the achingly-hard cock threatening to burst from the hastily-zipped pants.  “I know it’s you in there, but it’s still her body... so it should still be the same, right?”

“I-I’m close,” Steve replied, making Bucky laugh.

“oh, you’re even faster, damn.  go ahead and come for me-- don’t you wanna hear how she sounds when she comes?”

“yes.”

“don’t you wanna see that pussy cream all over my fingers?” 

“yes.”

“then beg me not to stop,” Bucky demanded, and instinct took over.

“please don’t stop,” you found yourself saying before Steve could answer, making them both turn to you.

“I’ve got you so well-trained,” Bucky grinned before looking back down at Steve beneath him.  “just like that, doll,” he repeated his instruction.

“don’t call me ‘doll,’” Steve barely managed to protest between loud moans.

“okay,” Bucky relented, “beg for me just like that, Stevie.”

“please!” Steve shouted instantly.  “please... please don’t stop.”

“one more time?”

“damn it, Buck, don’t stop!” he sobbed, and you wondered if you always looked like that when you came or if it was Steve’s expression painted on your own features.  Bucky, as always, wasn’t content with just one, and Steve’s eyes shot wide open as he realized that this could just keep going, over and over.  

“you’re-- you’re really not gonna stop,” Steve gasped.

“he’s mean like that,” you explained with a little smirk.  you were looking forward to getting back in your own body just for the multiple orgasms alone.

“how’s it feel, Stevie?” Bucky asked proudly.

“s-so good,” he answered dutifully, “so good it almost hurts.  fuck it hurts... but I want more, I wanna come again.”

“mm, so greedy,” Bucky praised.  “just one more, then we need to give our lonely friend some love... I bet she’s ready to make a mess in your pants just from watching me finger you--” he turned to you suddenly-- “isn’t that right?”

“yes,” you answered quickly.  “p-please, Bucky, I feel so... I need you.”

“I know, babygirl, it won’t be much longer,” he promised, “I can feel your cunt clenching on me already-- come on over here and feel for yourself.”

you hesitantly stepped closer, hissing a little as Bucky’s free hand grabbed your wrist and pulled your hand closer.  “see?  just put your finger in beside mine, I want you to know how tight you get when I make you come.”

you took a shaky breath but did as he asked, hearing Steve’s gasp as you inserted his thick finger into your slickened channel.  it definitely felt different than when you put your own fingers in yourself-- for him and for you.  it was different to feel your pussy around your finger when you couldn’t feel the finger in your pussy... if that made any sense.

“three’s too many,” Steve complained.

“and yet, here we are,” Bucky winked.

“I can’t,” Steve clarified, “it’s too big.”

“aw, she always says that but then she changes her mind... you will too,” Bucky decided.  “now just move like this,” he explained to you as you started to move with him, feeling the way your body responded instantly.  it built up so fast as you tried to keep up with Bucky’s pace, watching Steve cry out at the same time as your walls tightened around the assortment of fingers-- Steve and Bucky’s, flesh and metal-- inside you.

“you’re close,” Bucky informed both of you.  “feel the way that pretty pussy is getting so wet, holding on so tight?”

“y-yes,” you shivered, trying your best to ignore the pangs of need coursing through the cock you still struggled to acknowledge as your own.

“go ahead and come, Stevie,” Bucky encouraged, and that was all it took; Steve cried out as your whole body spasmed-- not just your body, but the body you were in.  You were coming, much to your dismay, without even being touched, ropes of hot come creating a wet patch on Steve’s uniform, and you couldn’t bit back the groans of pleasure as your gut flexed with each wave of the orgasm.

“oh, now look at that,” Bucky purred as he looked back and forth between Steve and yourself.  “you two both made a mess.”

“aw damn it, my uniform!” Steve protested as he looked at you.

“I think you need to help our girl clean up that mess,” Bucky cooed as Steve shot him a look.  “it’s been too long since you got your dick sucked... and I’ve always felt it’s your responsibility to solve your own problems.”

“I... I don’t know how,” Steve protested.

“I’ll show you,” Bucky promised as he guided Steve to kneel in front of you, helping you push down your trousers.  “just lick up some of that come first, nice and slow.”

you gasped the second you felt a warm tongue against your skin, your hands reaching out and finding a comfortable place to grip on your own hair-- and Steve moaned when you pulled on it.

“you like the taste of your own come, Stevie?” Bucky purred. “now put it in your mouth-- just the head, you might not be able to fit much else.  suck on it like a popsicle.”

you bit back a moan that wouldn’t been embarrassingly loud when you felt a warm, slick mouth wrap around where you were now much too sensitive.  

“look down, babygirl,” Bucky whispered to you.

“I-- I can’t,” you denied, “I can’t look.”

“but you look so pretty when you suck cock, doll, haven’t I told you a million times?”

you sighed but obeyed, opening your eyes and looking down at Steve looking up at you, but with your eyes, and with your lips stretch around his thick shaft.  “I... I do look pretty,” you agreed nervously.

“did you always wonder what Steve looks like when he’s getting his cock sucked?” Bucky asked you as he knelt down beside your body where Steve was using it for the moment.  “The answer is... very confused.”

“that might be unique to this situation,” Steve explained as he pulled away from you.

“keep sucking, whore, I didn’t say you could stop.”

that language made you both moan softly, but Steve obeyed.

“oh, we are going to have so much fun,” Bucky chuckled excitedly, and you already knew that you were in for a very long night.