#sofi i blow you a kiss

[airshipvalentine]

calling myself tagged from sofie because i cant sleep. hiiiii

relationship status: in a relationship! /blows kiss :*

favorite color: ough it oscillates between like blue/green/yellow. we're feeling like a warm yellow tonight

song stuck in my head: red wine supernova by chappell roan! it's a fun bouncy horny gay jam that i really like (save for like, one or two mildly cringy terrible lyrics. but the rest of the song is so good that i can forgive it. but like girl you really couldn't think of anything better) i found it from this post actually!

last song i listened to: good grief by bastille! this is my favorite bastille song i think. i used to regularly vividly hallucinate a lucretia taz amv to it

3 favorite foods: ough ive been visiting family so i can literally only think of korean food. but it's what's in my heart rn. so sundubu, tteokguk, and bulgogi. literally will never ever say no to those. anything with mala gets a shoutout though o7

last thing i googled: panspermia LMAO i wanted to make sure i had the right term

dream trip: HMMM. i think going to the edinburgh fringe festival or maybe korea

what i want right now: miraculous inspiration to write. an ability to sleep for 9 hours in a 5-hour period. the ability to draw without fucking up my wrist. ten million dollars. to hang out with my best beloved friends. many such things.

tagging: @mayalaranss @firesofthestars @superlunaryjuni @persimnon @esteeayen @apricior @arduennas /anyone else if u so wish :)

[asimplearchivist]

I borrowed this from @greensagephase! :) I'm going with myself bc I've just got too many blorbos tbh lol

─tag game─ romantic gestures. =͟͟͞ ♡̩͙

bold what applies to your muse , italicize if there's potential / it depends.

holding hands · buying flowers · cooking · cuddles · writing a poem / song · holding door open · tying shoe laces · sharing a milkshake with two straws · offering their jacket when it's cold · kissing in the rain · publicly confessing love · long walks at the beach · doing the titanic pose on a boat · taking cute pictures in a photo booth · sharing a taxi / uber · kissing the back of their hand · slow dancing · getting tickets of their favorite artist / sports team / other · introducing them to parents · lighting candles · flower petals on bed · love letters · star gazing · brushing / doing their hair · picnics · teaching them to play an instrument / sport while gently guiding their hands · compliments · late night drives · taking selfies together · drawing them · self-made gifts · massages · proposing with a family heirloom ring · lending them their favorite book to read · paying for dinner / coffee · mixtapes / playlists · surprise birthday parties · feeding them · handing them keys to your apartment · making space in drawer for their clothes when they stay over · sharing a blanket · couple costume · tucking a hair strand behind their ear · running after them at the airport / keeping them from leaving · moving cities to be together · blowing a kiss · breakfast in bed · defending them in a fight · joint bubble baths · dropping the L-bomb ("i love you") · dedicating a song at the karaoke bar to them · wearing their clothes · yawning before putting an arm around them while watching a movie · granting them the last bite from a meal

NPT: @s1nn0hh, @sincerely-sofie, @fujii-draws, @angel-of-the-moons, @juneknight

[tsstories]

The Bar Night

!!TRIGGER WARNING!! This includes themes of: drinking/alchocol, implied sexual assult, physical assult, implied attempted rape, drugging someone’s drink, non-consent. All clothes stay on, but this short blip of writing has some dark concepts in it. Please scroll past if you think this will upset you!

Sofie POV

Ugh, I can’t believe he would do that! Today of all days?!

Me too subconscious, me too.

I was blowing off steam by walking away, like I normally did. I can’t help it--if I stayed there, something would get broken; either the wall, or his body.

Not like that would have been a bad thing.

True.

Now, let’s go enjoy my third favorite pastime: drinking

The other two will go unnamed for now.

I’m downing my third… fourth… fifth… sixth… sixth… tenth…

“You know, people usually throw up after three scotches. You have a talent for that.”

Who’s this guy?

I turn to the side and get a look at the stranger.

He’s cuuuuute

Is that the alcohol or my subconscious talking?

...Yes?

Fair enough. I smirk.

“Aw, sad that a girl can beat you at drinking?”

He chuckles, “Oh, no. I respect that actually. You’re a strong woman if you can down twenty shots of scotch and still form coherent sentences.”

How many have we had?!

I don’t know—he says twenty. Is that too much?

YES!

Oh, woops.

“Oh? And how many have you had?”

He smiles but it’s different. I can’t place the way his expression is...it’s familiar…

“Oh, I don’t drink. I prefer to be in control of myself.”

Wait, how long has his hand been on my thigh? When did he get so close? What is happeni—

My mind completely blanks as he starts to kiss me. I'm so disoriented, are we moving? He stops kissing me, but I can’t get out of his grip as he turns and closes the door.

Oh my god we’re drunk in a back room with a sober one-night-stand predator.

Oh god. What am I in for now?

He turns back and my mind is getting the hang of drunkenness because I can finally place the look he has had for a while now: Predatory. He’s looking at my body, not me.

Shit.

“Well, that was a good kiss, but I should be getting ho—“

“Oh, you’re leaving so soon? We were just getting to the fun part”~

Oh. Shit. This is NOT happening.

Somehow I successfully clock him with my free hand. The second he goes to yell at me, I’m (drunkenly) kicking him right in his crotch.

Try to bully a girl for that now.

He second he lets go I stumble to the door, and into the bar. I’m sure I look crazy, but it’s a bar and no one questions it. Except for one person. He looks at me, where I was coming from, and starts over to me.

“Where are you going, doll?”

Fuck.

I step away, but he grabs my wrist in an iron grip.

“Oh no, we weren’t done yet.”

Shitshitshitshitshi—

“JESSICA! Oh my gosh, I’ve been looking EVERYWHERE for you!”

We both turn to see the guy I saw walking up to us and hug me. Before I know it he’s let go again, but he whispered to me a little hint incase I was too drunk/stupid:

“Play along, I’ll get you out of this.”

He leans back, but makes sure to keep his hands on my shoulders. I play innocent.

“I know—that’s how engagement works: you always find me”

I flirt at him, and both men are taken aback.

Boom. Thank you theatre class, now I can even act while drunk.

My ‘savior’ seems to regain his senses.

“Well, I’ve found you, and we need to get to your sister’s house for dinner.”

The idiot holding my wrist still hasn’t let go, an I turn to him and say, “Could you let go? I kind of need to leave.”

He immediately releases me and I all but jump onto my rescuer and we haul ass outta there as smoothly as possible.

Once we’re a block away, I stop and turn to him.

“Okay—who are you, how did you know I needed help and are you going to try the same thing as him because I’ll defend myself again even if you did help me o—“

He clamps a hand over my mouth. his smile showing he finds my drunken rambling not intimidating but funny.

Oh my god, what is it with us and guys tonight?!

I have no idea, tell me when you figure it out.

He takes his hand away once he’s satisfied I’ve stopped talking and says almost clinically:

“He’s a jerk who loves to look for drunks to have fun with. Every other weekend, he’ll come in and sit in the back watching everyone drink until he finds someone who is drinking to forget something, and he’ll pop on over, maybe he’ll put something extra if he doesn’t think they’ll get through enough for him to be satisfied that they’ll be pliable, and then he’ll, well, you can guess.”

I squint at him suspiciously.

“You seem to know a lot about what his plans are.”

He looks off to the side and...is he blushing?

Oh my god you don’t think he’s—

I’m going to stop you there subconscious and not ask any assuming questions anymore.

“...He doesn’t just target girls...”

Oh...OH. ...shit.

“Oh...Did he...did you...?”

I let the question hang in the air for him to take. I feel like I’ve gone too far until he quietly replies:

“...almost.”

We’re gonna get that guy once we’re sober.

Agreed.

~To be Continued (maybe)~

[nctnine]

okay imma be mean bc all the b*lly hargrove enjoyers don’t understand that he’s a character created to be hated and killed lmao good bye idc if you block me i’m not even around

[skvatnavle]

Congratulations on your follower milestone Sofie! For the celebration, please could I request Rick Flag and "thank you for being in my life" <3

Alone time

Rick Flag x reader

Notes: This was a great ask and I really had fun with this one. So I hope you like it Katy ❤

Warnings: SMUT! Fingering, unprotected sex, a little dash of breeding kink. It's portrayed very realistic, cause sex ain't always easy and perfect in real life.

Words: 1803

Some days were harder than others. He knew it would be this way. Still, half asleep at his desk, he wished for a break. Resting his head in his palm, his eyes start closing yet again. Head drooping, as he tries to focus on the screen.

He is jerked awake by a stack of reports thrown on his desk. Waller gives him her trademark sour expression, eyeing him as Rick tries to compose himself.

“Are we working you that hard, Flag?” she says in that humourless, monotone voice of hers, he’d grown to hate.

“No sir. MA’AM! I mean, Ma’am” he rubs his face, embarrassed, as he fakes a small smile. A few desks away, Economos and Harcourt try to hold back their grins. Waller just scoffs as she walks away. Shit. He’d probably pay for that later.

“What’s gotten you so tired?”

“You know what.” Rick answers a little more harshly than intended. Pinching the top of his nose, he takes a deep breath, looking back at John. “Sorry, I only got 3 hours last night.”

He stands, leaving the office. Maybe some coffee would help. Damn, he couldn’t even remember the last time he’d been this tired.

The rest of the day he tries to stay awake on one too many cups of coffee. As he gets into his jeep, he sighs a little. Hopefully today would be better than yesterday.

It’s not that he was ungrateful. He wouldn’t change a single thing. Well, maybe one. More sleep. He knew when he signed up for this life, there’d be hard days. No sleep, pushing yourself to the limit, boundaries being crossed.

As he parks in the driveway, he sits still for a few minutes, enjoying the quietness. Pulling the key from the ignition switch, he exits his car, dragging his feet up to the front door. Once inside, he drops his keys on the table.

“Darlin’, I’m home.”

The sound of tiny bare feet on the hardwood floor comes towards him. As soon as she rounds the corner, Rick instantly smiles, tiredness forgotten.

“Da da” she coos as she runs to him, demanding to get picked up. Crouching down, he lifts his daughter and gives her a kiss on the cheek.

When she demands to be lifted into the living room, a soft ‘aye aye ma’am’ leave Rick’s lips. Only two years old and she already have him tied around his little finger. As he looks into her big hazel eyes, his heart swells. Forget what he said earlier, definitely worth a few sleepless nights.

As they enter the living room, they find you on the floor, playing peek-a-boo with your son. As they sit down next to you, Rick leans in for a quick sweet kiss. Eyeing his dad, Dylan wiggles. Still not crawling, Rick scoots over, blowing raspberries on his stomach, drawing small giggles from the little boy.

Sitting back up, he eyes his kids. Emily brings Dylan toys, already a great big sister. This is more than he had ever hoped he’d get, so despite all the hard days and nights, he cherishes every single minute he gets.

“Honey?” you say softly, cupping his cheek. He kisses you quickly, a reassurance everything is fine. But you pull him closer, kissing him again a little longer this time. Such an innocent gesture, yet every nerve ending in him ignites. Fuck, how long had it been since you’ve had sex? He missed being close to you, missed the softness of you.

Guilt washes over him. He shouldn’t think like this with everything you did for him. taking care of his kids, keeping the house, making sure there was dinner on the table every night. He tried helping, but between Waller and the squad, sometimes the days dragged out. He wishes he was home more, that he could spend more time with you, with the kids.

“Rick?”

He is pulled from his strain of thought by your soft voice. A concerned expression on your face, he takes your hand and place a soft kiss in your palm.

“It’s nothing. Just tired and… I miss you”

“Well, it’s a good thing you have me to yourself tonight, then” you say with a bright smile. Before Rick can ask, the door opens, your mother comes in. A whirlwind of a woman, she was sometimes a little too much, but today Rick had never been more grateful for his mother-in-law.

After some small talk, kisses and goodbyes, you close the door, leaving you and Rick alone.

“That was a big bag for a few hours” he tries softly, knowing that your previous times alone had been a few hours, tops. You close the distance, a look in your eyes that instantly makes his cock twitch in anticipation.

“We have until noon tomorrow” you coo seductively, capturing his lips in a sweet kiss. He’s on you in an instant, hand behind your head, deepening the kiss further. A low growl escapes him as he pulls away, finding your beautiful eyes.

“I sure as hell hope you haven’t made reservations, darlin’, cause,” he hoists you up by your thighs, carrying you towards the bedroom. “I ain’t planning on leaving the bedroom before tomorrow.”

Throwing you down on the bed, his mouth is on you again instantly. Fuck, how he missed this. Unable to hold back much longer, he tears your shirt open, buttons flying everywhere. Before you can protest, he plants feverish kisses on you, pulling down the cups of your bra. He knows your breasts are still very sensitive, so he softly nips at them, leaving you squirming under him.

Your fingers run down his body, sending shivers through him. He couldn’t wait to be inside you. It had been so long, so fucking long. When you tug at the hem of his shirt, he eagerly helps you and pull the shirt over his head, his mouth finding yours again, devouring you.

“Hi, sorry I’m back! I forgot the rabbit!”

Rick curses under his breath. He loved his mother-in-law and yet… there were times where he could curse her to hell.

“Don’t move” he orders quietly, getting out of bed. Quickly finding the rabbit, he runs to the hall where your mother is waiting, not even bothering to cover up or hide his erection. Eyeing Rick, she smirks knowingly.

“Jumping right to it, I see?” she snickers. But the grin quickly fades as Rick almost throws the stuffed rabbit in her hands and push her gently out the door. Giving her a quick smile, he shuts the door and locks it, before hurrying back to the bedroom. You’re gone. Where did you go?

He hears the shower running in the bathroom, smirking at the thought of you naked under the water. He quickly discards the rest of his clothing before opening the door, only to find you brushing your teeth.

“Oh, I thought you were...”

When you see that he’s completely naked, you let out a soft laugh. He doesn’t even bother covering up, letting you marvel in all his glory. All of his glory.

“I hadn’t brushed my teeth today. And I do really need a shower. Dylan puked on me, and I really need to shave-”

Rick listens to you rambling. He really couldn’t care less about hair and throw up, he just wants you. You come over, giving him a soft kiss, before smiling seductively at him.

“Just wait for me in the bedroom. I’ll be right in.”

When you exit the shower, you feel like a new woman. It’s amazing what a shower can do. As you slip on some lingerie, you take a look in the mirror. A few pounds heavier, things… drooping. Before you can talk yourself into a dark hole, you walk out of the bedroom, ready to seduce your husband.

The sight on the bed makes you giggle. There he is, in all his glory, mouth open in a snore. Sitting down beside him, for a minute you just take in his handsome features. He was so handsome, but his good looks couldn’t even begin to match how beautiful he was on the inside. He was so kind, funny and loyal. He was an amazing dad to Emily and Dylan, spending every moment he could with them, never wanting to miss anything. Even on night like yesterday, he gladly took the night watch so you could sleep. You really didn’t deserve him.

Deciding to let him sleep for a bit, you plant a soft kiss on his forehead, before slipping out of the bedroom.

He opens his eyes, finding yours looking back. Then it dawns on him. Fuck, how long had he been out?

“I’m so sorry I feel asleep, darlin’.”

You just brush off his apology, knowing full well how tired he was. “No apology needed, honey. Dinner just arrived”

Sitting up, he puts his arms around you, pulling you closer. His hands move up your thighs, up under your little lacy nightgown, giving a light squeeze to your ass.

“What if I’d rather eat you?” he drawls, voice thick with sleep and lust. Licking his bottom lip, his gaze falls between your legs, where you’re bare for him.

“Well, we can always heat it up later”

He pulls you down on the bed, rolling on top of you. His mouth finds yours in a hungry kiss as his hands move down between your legs. Already wet, you moan as he pushes two fingers into you, stretching you open as his thumb rub your clit. Expertly, from years of knowing you, he makes you fall apart fast, leaving you a whimpering mess under him.

“Rick… Please.”

As you try to reach for the condoms in the nightstand, Rick pins you down, his eyes dark with desire. Looking into your eyes, he pushes into you in one trust. You moan as he stretches your tight walls, overwhelmed with feeling him again. You know it’s not safe, but you can’t help but clench around him.

“Rick?”

“You said you wanted four kids? Might as well try for number 3, darlin’” he smirks, as his lips find your neck, sucking gently as he pulls another moan from you.

As the first rays of sunshine comes through the window, Rick’s hand is already on you, keen on making you fall apart for him again.

"Thank you for being in my life. I don't know what I would do without you" he mutters softly against your skin, kissing you softly.

A polar opposite to last night where he fucked you hard, made you scream out him name over and over, before filling you to the brim with him cum, he’s now making love to you. slow and passionate, he lets you feel every inch of his cock as he thrusts into you passionately. You still have a few hours before you need to pick up the kids and he plans on using that time to show just exactly how much he loves you.

Thank you so much for reading <3

Tagging: @fictionalnerdery @a-reader-and-a-writer @loverhymeswith @yespolkadotkitty @lacontroller1991 @green-socks @violetmuses @babblydrabbly @all-the-things-i-done @maddu-oliveira @katjnordstrom96 @kirsteng42 @edwardbaldwin @bin-bones @charnelhouse

[yoichichi]

Their Favorite Place to Kiss You

warning(s): none

a/n: I just feel like they needed something sweet damnit :( i love them that’s all - my inbox is always open :)

characters: mikasa, armin, levi, hange, eren, connie, sasha, jean, zeke, & reiner

Mikasa

Your eyelids

Mikasa has always been on the more soft spoken side when it comes to intimacy, sometimes she finds it’s even hard to reach out and hold your hand. She often opts for brushing her knuckles against yours and just hopes you get the gist. But when you’re asleep it’s different. She gets to reach out and run her fingertips delicately across your face and it gives her the perfect opportunity to lean in and press feather light kisses to your closed eyes, and she always hopes her love is strong enough that her affection communicates into your dreams. Please give this shy angel all the love :,(((

Armin

Your cheek

It’s just the purest way for him to show you he’s listening and cares really :(! You’ll be on a date and he’s holding your hand and he’ll just lean on over and place a little smooch there while he’s got this little smile going on, before he tells you to continue with your story, “I’m listening sweetie.” It was also the way he hyped himself up to be more physical with you as the relationship progressed. Baby boy was a little nervous for your first kiss so he worked himself up to it by acting all sly and leaving the gentlest of gentlest kisses on your soft skin. He also loves kissing any birth marks or freckles you may have on your face, they just draw his attention so much and he finds them so cute he has to leave some sort of appreciation for them. And now, kissing your cheek/face has just become his favorite place to leave hellos and goodbyes. It’s even better when he can feel your cheeks get plump from the way you smile when he leaves a kiss.

Levi

Your hands

He has a nasty habit of overworking himself and pushing his body to the limits physically. Staying up late and depriving himself of sleep, hunching over a desk and straining his eyes from all the reading and work, getting frequent headaches from how strong his focus has been - usually meaning he’s forgotten to drink enough water that day. It all takes toll in his tired eyes and the sore muscles in his body, the ones most tense in his upper back. The only good that comes from this is how easy it makes it to strip him away from work if need be. Just running your hands up his back to knead at the muscle between his shoulders and neck has him sighing and closing his eyes, reaching a hand up to grab onto one of yours and place thankful kisses along your knuckles. Now you’ve successfully convinced him to lay in bed while you softly run your hands over his face and body, only stopping when he grabs them to place more kisses. He hopes it’s good enough at showing you how grateful he is for you in his life <3

Hange

Your forehead

They call you their little stroke of genius always and this just kind of seals the deal for them teehee. Whenever they get any kind of idea - good, bad, small, big, dangerous, you name it - they’re placing a kiss on your forehead and hollering before they run off to execute said idea. You have an idea and they’re praising you on how smart you are while they kiss you repeatedly there, kind of like they’re your older, invasive relative or something. It’s also their favorite way to greet you whether it’s them coming home or waking you up first thing in the morning. It’s just always the perfect blank space for them to lay their love on you and get your attention. And if you have a big forehead they’ll mention how it gives them more space to love up on hehehehehe <3

Eren

Your neck

Cuddly boy, cuddly boy! He loves bothering you and trying to get your attention, and he finds it’s the easiest when he has his face buried in your neck and leaving wet kisses there. He also finds it’s such a versatile place for affection. If he’s feeling clingy, he can come up from behind and wrap his arms around you while he whines into the crook of your neck demanding you pay attention to him by kissing or blowing raspberries there until you’re giggling and giving in. When he’s sleepy and cuddling he can stretch his face up to whisper into your neck about heading to bed and finalizing his wish with a soft peck - barely even a kiss. If he’s in a mood it’s certainly an easy place to convince you to join him. And if he’s just feeling soft - which is almost always - he has no problem in smiling into that spot between your neck and shoulder and giving little love bites or any form of attention there. He’s just a clingy boy and it’s the easiest way to get what he wants - and hide how red his face can get from you.

Connie

The top of your head

It’s a funny thing he’s started doing in passing moments that’s just made his days so much brighter. You two will be bustling about in the kitchen cooking dinner and when you pass by him he just has to grab the sides of your face and reach over to kiss the top of your head with an obnoxious mwah to top it off. Or if he’s dropping you off he obviously has to reach over the middle console to pull your head aggressively towards him to leave another silly kiss - he likes it even more when you act “annoyed” with him over it. But it isn’t always silly, he finds it a really good way to let you know he hasn’t forgotten about how sweet you are to him. You’ll be laying in his chest while you two watch a movie and he’ll lean down to leave a long and quiet kiss into your hair, reminding you of his fondness.

Sasha

Your lips

It’s such a simple but sweet place to kiss! Nothing makes her happier than leaning in and giving a quick peck before she’s off to her busy day, her nose usually bumping into yours cause she’s being a little too quick about it, but it never fails to make you all giddy when you feel her smile against your lips. It’s also her favorite time to kiss you after you’ve had something sweet. First she just wiped the corner of your mouth with her thumb to collect the sticky syrup that collected there from your breakfast a few minutes prior, sucking the sweetness from the finger and humming to herself. Next it was replaced with a simple kiss to the corner of your mouth or wherever you had yet to clean up a crumb - sometimes her tongue would innocently dart out to get a better taste. Finally it became just a regular sweet kiss, even happier than before, when she could still taste the honey in your mouth from the biscuits you’d made for lunch.

Jean

Your shoulders

He adores running his hands up and down your arms and it just goes so well with leaving a few light kisses at the top of your shoulders. He also feels like it’s such an intimate part of the body in that for him to place a kiss there means he’s physically close to you in a way he treasures immensely. Like when he embraces you in a long, warm hug for whatever reason, getting to bend down and leave a long sensual kiss placed there feels so serious to him, even if you’re ticklish and it has you giggling. There’s just something so serene for him when he’s able to feel that calm and close with you that he always finds himself compelled to lean over and even crane his neck to remind you how special you are to him with a shoulder kiss. What can I say, he just loves em!

Zeke

Your thighs

It seems like he’s ALWAYS passed out with his head in your lap. He says it’s not his fault but yours because you’re the one who always lets him rest his head there when he’s home from work, running your fingers through his hair. How is he supposed to stay awake when you’re doing that? And don’t get him started on how you run your thumb over his brow bone and down the bridge of his nose before going back up and starting again. It’s like you want him to take a nap on your thighs! Which you kinda do cause it’s the only time you get to see this mf relaxed and quiet in your presence if he’s not reading or doing some other nerd shit. He always makes sure to press sweet kisses to the tops of them when he wakes up, along with chuckling and tickling you with his scruff. He also likes to give you massages when you’re laying in bed which always somehow leads to him rubbing your calf’s while he closes his eyes and gently kisses the soft skin on your inner thighs. He’s just a sucker for em and you can’t tell me otherwise!

Reiner

Your back

Oh this guy :( He’s a chronic big spoon, no matter your size. It’s just always so soothing for you to be in his arms with his hands resting at your tummy, sometimes absentmindedly kneading the soft skin there as he falls asleep. But he never stays that way, he ends up naturally scooting down throughout the night so when he wakes up his face is nuzzled into the middle of your back with his arms wrapped even tighter around your midsection. You can always tell when he wakes up by the soft flutter of his eyelashes against your skin and the tightening squeeze on your torso, followed by soft open mouth kisses up your spine and all over your shoulder blades. Of course the way he whispers, “hi”, into your ear once he’s reached the top let’s you know, too.

this made me so unbelievably soft omfg. I just felt like we needed some soft content and I’ve been missing them :((( if you guys like this and would want it I can make a pt.2 with some characters I didnt include in this one :)! Jus lemme know if it’s something you guys would want! Anyways I hope you enjoy, I love talking to you in my inbox, and if you’d like to be on a taglist jus lemme know and I’ll happily oblige :)

requests are open

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taglist: @plutowrites @armins-futon @peachysimp @sofi-yeager

[malewifegradyruewen]

An Untitled Original Work Goes To Pride

happy pride!! the auow crew is gay so ofc i had to do something for pride!!

i’m realising now that i’m basically writing fanfic for my own writing but it’s fine somebody’s gotta do it

this takes place the summer before auow actually starts, so no Sammie content (or Logan, Benji, or Ellison)

disclaimer: i've never been to pride so most of this came from google and a vague memory from walking through a Christopher Street Day festival in Germany two summers ago

masterpost

trigger warnings: biphobia, swearing, light violence mention, ask to tag

word count: 1018

tagging: @fire-sapphics @damischs @zoyyanazyalensky @love-pyramus @ketterdamkid @pencilwritesshiz47 @tiergan-andrin-alenefar @mermistahawk @dirty-racoon @tommyinnitt @enbies-and-felonies @sophia-not-sofie @imaramennoodle @littlemisscupcake @cadence-talle @knifescythe @anaccidentwaitingtohappen @completekeefitztrash and lmk know if you wanna be added/removed!!

They could see the mass of people from blocks away. Thousands of brightly dressed people, with all sorts of signs and accessories to help them stand out in the crowd. Music blared louder than any concert Mally had ever been to.

Gina had swapped her all-black look for black jean shorts and purple converse to go with a t-shirt she’d tie-dyed and cropped. Leo had been slathering on sunscreen, but was growing increasingly more distracted as they drew nearer to the crowd. Andre’s fanny pack was covered in buttons and pins that the group had applied the night before in preparation for the event.

“Woah, Mally, this is insane,” Leo said. “There’s so much going on!”

“I know, right?” she said gleefully. “Come on, we can’t be late to watch the parade!”

She led the group of friends through the crowded streets of the festival, weaving past vendors and corporate booths. The crowds were thick, but she expertly dodged people, making sure to hold onto Andre's hand so the chain wouldn’t be broken. Finally, they arrived at the curb where they would have an unobscured vantage point.

“They’re starting!” she pointed. “Look!”

There it was, in all its glory. The Philadelphia Pride Parade was just beginning, and they’d arrived just in time.

“I can’t believe we’re actually here!” Gina said, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “I never thought I’d be able to go!”

“I know, right? My parents are so chill. I never thought they’d go for this idea.”

“Where are they today?”

“Uh, they took my sister to a museum, I think. But come on, let’s watch the parade!”

The four kids watched gleefully as the parade went by, waving at performers and screaming along to the music. They collected beads as they were thrown into the crowds, collecting several dozen and putting them all around Andre’s neck.

Partway through the spectacle, Mally turned to Gina and said, “Hold this.” She thrust the little flag she’d been holding at her friend and pulled her backpack off. She unzipped it, reached inside, and pulled out a bisexual flag. “This is for you, I totally forgot about it this morning.”

“Oh my God, Mally, thank you so much!” Gina exclaimed, hugging her friend. “I love it, thank you!” Her excitement was infectious as she unfolded it and wrapped it around her shoulders as a cape.

Mally whipped out a lesbian flag and followed suit while Gina showed her new accessoriy off to the boys. Leo grabbed a little container of bubbles out of his pocket and started blowing them in Gina’s face while Andre threw some of his beads around her neck.

When the parade ended, their chain linked up once more as they visited different booths and got countless freebies. Rubbery wristbands choked their forearms, while Leo’s shirt became plastered with stickers. Andre suddenly had not one, but four pairs of bright orange sunglasses on his face, all sporting a logo for a company none of them had ever heard of. After a bit of wandering, Gina stopped to buy a snack.

“You spent eight dollars on a pretzel?” Andre asked.

“What?” she defended herself. “I was hungry! Plus, I got a sticker,” she added, peeling off the backing and adding it to the collection that had amassed on Leo’s shirt.

“That’s still a lot,” Andre said skeptically.

“Yeah,” Gina agreed, her mouth full of pretzel. “It’s not even that good.”

“I’ll eat it!” Leo grabbed at it, but she dodged him and left him to stumble to catch his balance.

“Mine,” she said, grabbing Mally’s arm and moving on to the next vendor.

They continued in this fashion for nearly an hour, wandering the market-like plaza that had been erected on the grass. The energy level of their friend group dropped, but the party kept going stronger than ever. They passed all sorts of people, from kids younger than themselves to people who looked old enough to be grandparents. There were too many flags to keep track of, and dozens of outrageous outfits.

As the group made their way through the park, they came to an open, grassy area, where people had spread out blankets and were eating food, watching their kids run around, and just relaxing. The friends sat down on a patch of soil under a tree, soaking up a bit of shade. As excited as they were to be there, they had to admit their energy was dwindling.

Just then, a tall man in jeans and a baseball cap came up and stepped on Gina’s flag, knocking her backwards onto the ground. “Hey!” she yelled. “What the fuck!”

“Bisexual is just attention seeking,” the man said gruffly. “Pick one or the other. Don’t be greedy.”

“What the hell, dude?” Mally cried, standing up. “What’s your problem?”

“Bisexual isn’t real,” he spat. “She’s just a straight who’s trying to feel special.”

“Oh yeah? Think again,” Gina said, untying her flag and standing up. Before anyone knew what was going on, the man was on the ground, spitting curses at her.

Mally knew what was happening next before Gina could tell her. She gave a small nod before Gina grabbed her face and kissed her square on the lips. Andre and Leo’s cheers in the background only boosted her confidence. After a moment, Gina backed up and spat in the man’s face.

“Straight my ass. I’m here, I’m queer, and I strike fear into the hearts of my enemies!” she yelled as the man scrambled to his feet and ran away.

Mally turned to her and gave her a high-five. “Didn’t think we were gonna have to use that trick. Good thing we were prepared.”

“That was awesome,” Leo said. “You pushed him really hard.”

“Yeah, I was not expecting that,” Andre chimed in. “And yeah, good thing you guys were prepared.”

“Team effort,” Gina smiled at Mally.

“Yep,” she laughed back. “Is your flag okay?”

Gina bent down to pick it up. “Just a bit dirty, I think. Your gift isn’t ruined.”

“Awesome,” Mally said. “Now, who wants ice cream? It’s on me!”

[its-afucking-mess]

SOFI!!!! 💕

Forget the first ask, please ... I took the last sentence out of an old version. Lmao.

I need your help for a second, please? I need a second opinion on a second opinion (which was I shouldn't worry, it's good). So, I wrote this months ago and neither am I sure if it's any good nor if it's believable. Tho I do believe now that the set up and the people are actually believable. It's just a tiny snippet, like in perspective to the full thing it's tiny and there are a lot of words missing inbetween 😊🙃 I still wanna post it, I guess.

Ah, I hate that you can't send anything from side blogs - @tempobrucera (I am .... politely excusing myself now after leaving ... this here, byeeee).

[...]

"Maso", it doesn't even count as half a protest. Every protest would have died the second, Thomas presses his lips to yours, anyways. There's absolutely nothing romantic or careful about it. He presses you against the wall harder, while he gets his tongue even deeper into your mouth. If dancing with Ethan earlier wouldn't have helped a tiny bit already, this would have been the moment silencing all the thoughts in your head. It still is. It's hungry. Intense. Somehow you manage to get your fingers into his somewhat sweaty hair. Pulling him off your lips slightly, you don't even have time to really catch your breath, before he gets in for an even rougher and sloppier kiss again. He only ends it when you're pulling his hair a bit too harsh for his liking, a little growl leaving his lips. "Thom, Thomas."

He still has you pressed against the wall. Escape wouldn't even be an option if you would like to get out of his embrace, sometimes it amazes you, how strong he actually is for such a lightweight. Bites and kisses are left all over your neck before he reaches your collarbone, pushing your shirt out of the way and leaves bite marks there, slowly grinding his crotch into your side. His smell leaves a foggy veil over your brain. It's a mixture of too many different things. It's of alcohol, a parfume that's absolutely not his nor is it yours and your brain decides the second the smell hits that it is way too sweet and bubblegummy on him, cigarettes, his shower gel, sweat and still him somehow. Too much, you just want to bury your nose into his armpits to smell just him. In return to all the biting, you bite his arm, still covered from the fabric of his shirt, finally getting his attention. The growl is louder, more desperate, this time. "Thomas!"

The biting stops, he's just looking at you for a while, pressing you against the wall: "Sorry, uhm sorry, I got it ... I - I'm getting the couch."

[...]

"I'm not an idiot!", he tells you even though there's no need to tell you this, you never thought he's dumb or unintelligent, at least not like that, "I don't have to look at you, to know where your eyes are, you know? I know they were on me at least until fuckin' Ethan turned up out of fucking nowhere."

[...]

"Hmm, yes", he leaves another trail of kisses on your arm, "Only if you want to."

"Sure, sure. I'm up for it." There's more kisses on your other arm while his hands are busy tying yours up into the padded leather cuffs.

[...]

So this is how this goes. He's sitting on your window sill, legs apart. Alternating between sipping on his wine and taking a drag from his cigarette, blowing smoke outside. Clearly staring at you, it makes you squirm a little bit. "God, I got it, you're an asshole now."

"No, wrong! But you're looking at me now, I like that." If you wouldn't believe him anyways after his earlier words, the slight bulge in his jeans would be a clear indicator that he's not lying about it.

Slowly Thomas is getting up and you expect him to stub out his cigarette at the outside wall as he does usually but he doesn't. He closes the window and comes closer to you. You only close your eyes for a few seconds, when you open them again he's close, tracing his lips up your neck. Blowing smoke against your skin, getting him a tiny shaky moan from you, slightly scratching your waist: "Eyes still on me!"

"I- I'm looking." There's another, last, drag from his cigarette. Your eyes follow his hand movement, stubbing the cigarette out on your kitchen table. Somehow you still register that it's at the far end of the table, so there's no risk that the ash is actually getting on your skin. "You're cleaning that ... Fuck, Thomas, you're disgusting."

"Yeah, but you don't really care, do you now?" He laughs, breaths the last bit of smoke somewhere against your shoulder. "No, you think I'm hot."

respectfully, i am in shambles,,,,,

fucking incredible and i am eagerly awating for more spectacular writing

[demo-wise]

Cramps

Summary: Cramps. It’s pretty self-explanatory.

Pairing: Gwilym Lee x fem!Reader

Warnings: Nothing, unless you happen to be sensitive to talking about cramps.

Word Count: 1.2k+

A/N: I’m fully aware that I have like seven requests to fulfill, but I thought I’d take a minute a quickly write this for @drivenbybri, who has been suffering from cramps. Sofie, I hope you feel better, and this certainly did not take me five minutes, so I apologize about that.

You laid on your bed, a hand clutching your stomach, the dull ache never seeming to stop no matter how high you turned up the heating pad. This blows, you thought bitterly, and reached for your phone on the bedside table to scroll mindlessly through Instagram, Twitter, Tumblr, whatever caught your eye first. Except you didn't get too far, because what caught your eye was the missed call from Gwilym and the corresponding text, and a grin spread across your lips at the sight of his name. You opened the text quickly, suddenly not so miserable.

Hey darling, you mind if I come over? I feel like I haven't seen you in aGES

You laughed quietly at his exaggeration of the last letters in 'ages', but you were torn on how to answer. On one hand, the thought of your lovely boyfriend coming over and lazing about with you all day, snacking and watching trash TV, then ordering takeout and eating it in bed was a tempting one, but on the other hand, you looked and felt disgusting, and though you felt as though you trusted Gwilym, your relationship was rather new, and you weren't sure how fantastic you felt about Gwil seeing you in such a messy state.

I dunno if you wanna do that Gwil, I'm pretty disgusting right now :/

Aww love, you could never be disgusting to me

Though… may I ask why??

I'm on my period :(

I'll be right over and you can't stop me

*sigh* Suit yourself.

Despite your earlier concerns, you couldn't deny the giddiness swelling in your chest at the notion of seeing Gwilym again, you really cared for him, even though it'd only been a short half-year since you'd started dating him. And it was only a short wait before you heard a resounding knock at your door, and you forced yourself to roll off your mattress to answer it. But it was all worthwhile when you saw Gwilym's concerned smile, and even more so when you noticed the two shopping bags in his hand.

"Hi, y/n," he said softly, drawing you in for one of the most gentle hugs you think you'd ever experienced. His hand was warm on the small of your back, the other reaching over blindly to set the shopping bags on your foyer table.

"Thanks for coming over, Gwil. I appreciate it," you murmured quietly, pressing your face into his incredibly soft - like what the hell? - sweater. Gwilym chuckled against your forehead and pulled away from you to go through the mysterious shopping bags. Your heart melted as he pulled out a few bags of dark chocolate, as well as two pill bottles, one Tylenol and one Ibuprofen. From the other bag, he pulled out a box of green tea bags and some Kettle chips. He turned back to you nervously.

"I wasn't sure what exactly you wanted, but I know these are a few of your 'popular' period foods. Did I do okay?" you swore you were tearing up, at the moment, you weren't really in the mood for chips at the moment, but you'd gladly take the tea and chocolate. Besides, it didn't matter that he got a few things you didn't need, he remembered everything you'd told him all of twice and he managed to hit the nail on the head more than once. You already had more than enough green tea stocked in your cabinets, but you loved him just the same for this. You gave him a tired smile, but a grateful one at that, and he seemed to relax.

"Gwil, y-you did perfectly," You leant up and pressed a kiss to his cheek, turning his head slightly with a hand on his other cheek, "Thank you so much, honey"

It was truly a feat like no other that the moment Gwil sets foot into your apartment, he could make your misery vanish into thin air. The dull ache was still nudging at your stomach, but it was easy to forget about it when Gwilym was looking at you like that, and butterflies almost consumed those wretched contractions of your uterus.

You noticed a blush rise to Gwilym's cheeks, and your grin only widened, "Good, good, I was afraid the one thing I'd forget was the one thing you wanted," he stressed, and you took a step back from him, moving to put the pills and tea away in the cabinets, but he stopped you quickly, resting his hand on your shoulder.

"You should go and lay down, love, I'll make you some tea"

You furrowed your brow at him, "No, Gwil, you just got me all this shit while I've been sitting around, the least I could do is put it all away"

But Gwil kept protesting, and practically shoved you (gently) back to your room, so that you couldn't keep him from doing things for you. You reluctantly waited in bed, drumming your fingers on the sheets that lay over your ribcage, and you had nearly fallen asleep when Gwil finally entered the room, a cup of tea and a small bowl with the chocolates poured into it in his hands. You sat up gingerly at the sight of him, careful not to upset your pained stomach, reaching out to take the cup of tea from his outstretched hand.

"You don't want a cup?" you asked, settling against the pillows propped up against the headboard.

Gwilym shook his head, "Nah, I don't feel much like it right now" you nodded minutely, moving the bowl set between you to Gwil's lap and resting against his side. You didn't catch Gwilym's loving smile, but you felt when he wrapped his arm around you and squeezed you against his side, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of your head. You slowly sipped at your tea and grabbed a few pieces of chocolate every now and then, Gwil distracting you with your favorite movie, sometimes allowing his hand to drift to your waist and rub over your stomach in response to your quiet groans and your nuzzling into his side, which you greatly appreciated. About halfway through the movie, you took a moment to look up at him, admiring Gwilym's lovely features. The slope of his nose, his beautiful blue eyes, his prominent cheekbones and his light scruffy beard, and you couldn't help but think about how lucky you were to be able to call this man yours. It didn't take long for Gwil to catch you staring at him, and once he did, he focused his attention on you, giving you a fond, albeit questioning look.

"What?"

You shook your head, assuming a smile of your own, "Nothing, just… thinking"

"About what?" his hand absentmindedly rubbing up and down your arm.

"I'm just," you took a moment to collect your jumble of thoughts into words, "I'm just glad you're mine"

Gwilym's smile grew, and he leant down to kiss you, "I'll always be yours. Thank you for letting me take care of you today"

You shook your head, a small motion, as to not take your eyes off him, "No, thank you. If it weren't for you, I'd still be as miserable as I was this morning"

Gwil leaned down once more, only this time to kiss your shoulder, then your stomach, ever so delicately, "Y/n, I love you, I hope you know that"

"I love you too," Oh my God, you were tearing up again, but that didn't stop you from resting your hand against Gwil's cheek and kissing his forehead, which wasn't a common occurrence because of how damn tall he was. You were so glad that you had Gwilym, you didn't know what they hell you'd do without him.

[palmett-hoes]

FOXES AS ABSOLUTE FUCKING BANGERS FROM THE BIRDS OF PREY ALBUM

1. Dan Wilds

Boss Bitch • Doja Cat

I don't wanna go, go, go with the flow

Backbend 'til I touch my toes

I don't wanna row, row, row the boat

Wrist full of rocks and I hope I float

Big up yourself 'cause you know they don't

I chew, chew, chew, 'cause they hope I choke 

2. Kevin Day

Joke's on You • Charlotte Lawrence

I've lied for you and I liked it too

But my knees are bruised from kneeling to you

I've had enough, but you're too hard to quit

We've had our fun, now your sugar makes me sick 

3. Andrew Minyard

Smile • Maisie Peters

It's my party, my body, my business

It's my town and my crown on my hitlist

It's my world and you're just living in it

Did I, did I, did I finish?

4. Matt Boyd

Sway With Me • Saweetie, GALXARA

Take a seat, the show is beginning

All the devils are singin'

Climbin' up on the chandelier

You can't stop me from swingin'

5. Aaron Minyard

Lonely Gun • Cyn

Said he'd be there for her, but he don't know how

She's a lonely gun and he can't seem to find the trigger 

6. Seth Gordon

Danger • Jucee Froot

Hot, cold like icy (Icy)

Don't look at me sideways (Don't look at me)

Light up like it Broadway

Yeah, I'm next like Friday

They been waitin' for the switch up

I make waves, don't ride waves

7. Allison Reynolds

Diamonds • Megan Thee Stallion, Normani

Ayy, I know how to work a gun, I don't need a range

And I could take a hit, I ain't scared of the pain

And I don't really bang, but I came with the gang

And if you get too close, I might snatch off your chain, ooh

You want me to be a little more ladylike? Mmm

Come through with my girls, then beat your ass on ladies night, ayy

You don't wanna go toe-to-toe with my pedicure

Everyone you know be like, “Bro, how you handle her?”

8. Nicky Hemmick

Feeling Good • Sofi Tukker

Let me be too much

Let me be more than enough

Put me in your pocket, just water me with love

I'll stay if you don't lock it‚ just butter me up 

9. Renee Walker

Invisible Chains • Lauren Jauregui

Still taste the metal, it lingers on my lips

I let it haunt me so I don't ever forget

All of the battles

I'ma walk through the fire and the shadows, yeah, yeah

Fuck around and get handled, yeah

'Cause I'm not going back 

10. Neil Josten

Experiment on Me • Halsey

Girl, I've been way too much to handle

Bitch, I've never been a good example

"Seen, not heard" is what they told me

I look too good to be this lonely

Oh, grab this loaded gun

So hopeless, but I'm still romantic

Bloodstained mouth, gonna blow a kiss

And I bet it tastes like me, yeah

[rebelcap]

We are not just friends.

Chris Evans x bi!latina!character (Sofia is a person of color, she's brown.)

Chris and Sofia meet when their best friends started dating, it all started at friends with loads of bumps on the road.

Warnings: drinking, smoking, drug use (weed), assault, Chris being Steve Rogers, commitment issues, my girl Sofia kinda messy, lots of fucking (eventually)

This is slow burn at its best, at least emotionally.

Series masterlist

Part 2 — Part 3

“Really? it's not too much, isn't it?” Amanda asked checking her ass in the full-length mirror on the closet door. “I feel overdressed, look at you!” She pouts pointing the plain outfit of Sofia.

“What?” She shrugged looking down at her clothes, white halter crop top with skinny black jeans and Adidas kicks. “Well, I'm not trying to impress anyone.”

“It's too much. I'm putting some jeans and a blouse.” She said shaking her head and walked to her friend to unzip her dress. Amanda let it fall on the floor and walked half-naked to the closet.

“Keep the shoes, though. They're sexy.” Sofía pointed out walking to the bed and laid down across it, watching her friend change. “Dude, I haven't seen you this nervous in a while.” She laughs.

“It's because I'm meeting his friends and you're meeting him,” Amanda explained pulling her long legs into some blue jeans.

“I always hated your boyfriends, from the get-go. Always.” Sofía said with a frown. “But he seems sweet,”

“Yes,” Amanda said with a smile, stopping what she was doing to give her a look. “He's sweet, real sweet.” she wiggles her eyebrows at her.

“Thanks for the image of you blowing the guy now.” Sofía laughed throwing her a pillow, that Amanda catches mid-air and throws it back at her.

“Wouldn't be the worst thing you catch me doing,” Amanda laugh and slip into her shoes again. “Remember ass-Steven-hole?”

“Ugh, God. I don't want to.” Sofía laughed shaking her head and get off the bed. “Let's go, señorita. Let's meet at the novio.”

“Why are you Spaninglish?” Amanda asked walking out if the room. “Wait. You high?”

“Nope.”

She was so fucking high.

—

The place was a bar downtown, nice, and had the perfect amount of people not to be overcrowded. There were a few pool tables on the back, darts, and even recently they attached a little dance floor.

Amanda wanted to come here because it was Latino night, not only because Sofia was Latina but it was mostly she liked the music and wanted to dance around and have a really good night.

“Now I know why you wanted to come,” Sofía said eyeing the banner hanging outside, 'latino night' it read. “Seems like a nice place, are they already inside?”

“Yeah,” Amanda said checking her phone. “They're in the back by the pool tables.” She said and grabbed Sofia’s hand and dragged her inside.

“Wait, wait,” Sofía said halting to a stop. “Look at that girl, good God.” The girl said, appreciating the other girl, slightly shorter than her with long strawberry blonde and bright green eyes, she was a contrast of Sofia’s appearance she was about 5’10”-ish, had deep black hair and stopped right in her clavicles with very loose curls, his eyes were the perfect shade of black, giving her a unique stare, her skin was brown also had a whole arm tattooed.

“We didn't even get to where they are, could you like to say hi and then go hunting?” Amanda pouted looking at the girl too, “And she's way to straight to your bisexual charms.” she pointed out like the girl in question wrapped her arms around some guys' neck.

“The cute ones are always straight.” Sofía scoffed shaking her head and walked along, laughing. “Alright, alright.”

“Sofi, can I ask you something?” Amanda stopped and turn around to give her friend's look, beating her eyelashes. Sofia rolled her eyes and sigh, already knowing what she was talking about.

“I'll try to behave.” She said with a pout not really waiting for Amanda for asking; Sofia had a habit of annoying the absolute fuck of her when she liked someone, or when the guy was an absolute asshole she would let said dude know and whatever was there too. “If he's an asshole, I won't shut it.”

“He's not an asshole, I promise.” Her friend beamed and grabbed her hand, leading her back to the end of the bar.

—

Chris was on his fourth beer when his friend, Luke, scrambled out of the booth and stand up, searching for someone on the crowd

“What's going on?” He asked and gave him a weak punch on the back of his arm.

“Mandy's here with her friend,” Luke answered him and wave his hand. Chris nod and look at where a beautiful, emphasis on beautiful blonde walked into his arms and crush her lips on his mouth.

The blonde girl, Mandy—he was sure now. Was still holding another girl's hand and when he lay eyes on the girl…

“Holy shit,” Chris mumbled as soon his eyes landed on that beauty, perfect everything. The kind of girl he described when someone asked what would be his dream girl. No more describing, there she was on the flesh.

“Hi, I'm her evil twin.” Sofía introduced herself as she shakes Luke's hand and he let out a heartfelt laugh.

“She is though, don't know why you laughing,” Amanda told Luke holding the laugh and his face change, fearing that he had fucked up. “Oh no, we're just fucking with you.” Amanda quickly said with a laugh and lean over to plant a kiss on him again.

“Oh, That's how it's gonna be?” He asked shaking his head, smiling while holding Amanda from her waist.

“Probably,” Sofía laughed. “Nice to meet you, dude. I've heard a lot about you.”

“Nice things, I hope.” He said with a smile.

“Oh yeah,” Sofía said winking at Luke and Amanda facepalmed herself and he let out another laugh.

“Sofia,” Amanda said with a warning. “You promise!”

“I say that I'll try and I'm trying but when it's that easy I can't help myself, Amanda,” Sofía explained. “He's laughing, look!” She pointed at Luke chuckling. “It's all good, Brenda Bunson.” She said nudging her friend.

And she's funny, Chris added to his quick list in his mind of all the things he liked about her now. He was about to get up and get all over that but she quickly disappeared in the crowd after exchanging a few extra words.

With a sip of his beer he did get up to greet Amanda, she was nice and funny too. Easily could see how Luke was crazy about her, they sat back down on the booth, still waiting at some other friends.

“Oh, this is Sofia’s beer!” Amanda exclaimed looking at the label on Chris beer bottle. “She works at the brewery.”

“Sofia is the girl you came with?” Chris asked leaning over the table trying to hear her over the shouting and Amanda nod a few times.

—

Sofia was leaning over the bar, Since Luke was nice, she thought that she will return the gesture and get some drinks on her.

“Hi there,” A random men approached her, elbow resting on the counter trying to be smooth, he obviously has a few drinks in he couldn't even focus on her face, his eyes kept going to her non-existent cleavage, just staring at his tits through her top.

“Hey, man. What's up?” She greeted back because she was nice like that, but not really paying him much attention.

“Not much, until I saw you. Can I buy you a drink?” He offered and she snorts.

“Nah, I already ordered. Thanks anyway.” She said giving him a wide smile and turn her attention back to the bartender that was giving her the beers, she was about to pay but the guy decided to pitch in and told the bartender to put it on his tab.

“No really, let me. I can afford it.” He said and Sofia raised an eyebrow while taking the beers and downing the two shots of whiskey to take the edge off. “Damn, you can drink too.”

“Look, thanks for the beers but I'm here with my friends. We're just chilling” She said pointing at her table. “I have to go.” Sofía nod at him and went about her way.

“Okay, okay. I get it,” He said getting in front of her. “What about a dance, later.”

“Yeah, sure. Alright.” She said with a shrugged. “Bye.” Sofía smiled and walked past him going back the to table, where Amanda was laughing with Luke's friend.

Sofia squints her eyes, do I know this dude? She asked herself, yes yes I do. She resolved after a few seconds. But from where? Oh shit—Did I fucked this dude? She panic because she wasn't up for an awkward meeting. Sofia retracted and wiped out her cellphone.

Who dat??????? I know him😐

Sofia saw how she quickly tipped back on her phone and read the incoming message.

CAPTAIN AMERICA. I'm freaking the fuck out, Luke's like his BFF. Oh my God oh my god.

Sofia’s soul came back to her body as she let out the air she was holding and give her a quick response.

Oh, I thought I fucked him and this thing was going to be awkward.

She put her phone back to her back pocket and grabbed the beers from the empty table and walked back to the booth.

“Hey, the evil twin is back!” Luke joked and Sofia laughed. “And brought beer!” He said grabbing two beers from Sofia’s hand.

“She's nice like that,” Amanda said chugging down half a glass, she was freaking out.

“Mm—Sofía this is my dude, Chris. Chris, this is Sofia the evil twin.” Luke said chucking introducing those two.

“Hi, nice to meet you!” Sofía said leaning down and give him a kiss on the cheek and Chris downright flushed.

“Likewise, Thanks for the beer!” He said scooting further into the booth giving her some space, he was dumbfounded.

So fucking gorgeous. After a few more beers and the fact that more of Luke's friends came along with some girlfriends, they all decided to move to another booth on the dance floor.

Amanda was getting wasted with Luke and Sofia was mildly drunk, still drinking beer with the occasional shot that one of the guys keeps giving her, she was engaged in a conversation with Chris and a few other guys.

Amanda was looking at them and Luke nudge her on her side.

“I think Chris likes her,” He said and Amanda gives him an obviously look.

“Don't you say,” She laughed. “Look at his body language, it's all over her. Leaning over, touching her, and pretty much batting his eyelashes at her.”

“He's back with his girlfriend, again. It's pretty messy…” Luke said looking at them.

“Keep spilling that tea, baby,” Amanda said sucking the straw from her drink and Luke let out a laugh.

“He's not really the kind of dude to cheat on their girlfriends. It's not going to happen anything.”

“And Sofía it's not really the type to mess with someone she knows it's already taken,” Amanda replied.

“It's a conundrum,” Luke said burping, and Amanda couldn't feel more in love with this gigantic dork.

—

“I don't know how you do it, I'll be constantly drunk and not be able to do my job.” Ryan, one of Luke's friends said at Sofia, they were talking about her work at the brewery.

“The first month I was working drunk,” They laughed.

“Are you serious?” Chris asked taking a swing of his beer.

“Yes!,” She exclaimed. “Free beers for the employees and everyone is drinking all the fucking time. I had to keep up!” Sofía explained emptying her beer in one go. “And I wasn't an avid beer drinker, like now,” She said shaking the empty beer bottle. “imma get one more, you guys want another?”

“No for me, I think I'm gonna head out.” Ryan said pointing with his head at her girlfriend barely walking back from the bathroom. “Such a lightweight. Two beers, I swear.” He laughed getting up from the booth and quickly go to get her, shouting his goodbyes over his shoulders.

“She'll be fun to get into a taxi.” Sofía frown watching Ryan struggle a little bit, the girl was being a little touchy. Chris chuckle and she looked at him. “Want one?”

“Yeah, thanks.” He smiled and watched her go until he felt a punch in his arm.

“Dude, dude.” It was Luke making a face, Chris understood perfectly because he knew that she'll be trouble, sweet sweet trouble.

—

You know how awful was someone whispering into your ear “you owe me a dance” accompanied by the stench that someone how was way passed in drinks had and their fucking wandering hands.

“Man, you need to back off,” Sofía said taking his hands off her and started to walk to the bar, this men was hot on her heels, it was the same one that offered to buy her drinks a while back.

“Hey, don't walk away,” He slurred at her, way more intoxicated than before. When Sofia didn't even acknowledge that he spoke at her, things escalate. “Hey, hey you owe me a fucking dance!” He shouted at her, rather angry, and grabbed her by the arm while she waited by the bar for the beers. He turned her around and started to drag her to the dance floor.

“Let go, asshole!” She said grabbing his hand and remove it from her arm and pushed him making him stumble backward a few steps. The idiot, cursed her and stumble forward and attempt to grab her again but Sofia was quicker and sucker punch him sending his drunk ass to the ground, blood pouring off his nose.

“Holy shit,” She heard Chris mumble behind her, who had seen the idiot drag her and came to help, but she already helped herself out.

“You fucking bitch! are you insane?” The dude said scrambling back from the floor and started walking back at her but Chris put a hand on his chest and hold him there.

“Back the fuck off, man.”

“She's fucking crazy,” The dude said and wipe the blood from his nose and went off again and this time Chris pushed him.

“Back off, leave her alone.” He told him pulling his Steve Rogers captain voice and some people started to recognize him. The dude went off again, but Sofia couldn't help herself and pushed him back to the ground and grabbed Chris's hand.

“Come on, we need to go.” She said dragging him off the club with one hand and texting with her.

Mand, I punch a dude, I'm outside with Chris! 😂

“Mandy is going to freak out,” Sofía said as they waited by the side of the bar where just a couple of persons minding their own business to notice him. She laughs as she took her hand, it kind of hurts.

“You okay?” Chris asked grabbing her hand to look at it.

“Yeah,” She said looking at his hands inspecting and hers. “A little shaken up,” Sofía laughed. “But it was kind of awesome.”

Chris let out a laugh as he, not really wanting because her hands were soft, let go of her hand. “It was a mean punch, really.”

“I know, right?!” She exclaimed as she acted up the punch again making him laugh again and her hand hurt a little.”Ow.”

“You need some ice,” Chris said grabbing her hand again. “So it doesn't swell.”

“Sofi!” Amanda comes out running on little steps for her high heels, Luke was close behind with her purse and both of their coats. n “Mandy, I'm fi—

“Are you okay?!” Her friend said as she looked over her, grabbing her hand from Chris and looked it over. “Does it hurt? you need an ice pack.”

“I'm fine,”

“Are you?”

“Yes, mother.”

Amanda glare her and rolled her eyes at her, the blonde looked back at the two boys and invite them over, the night still young she said.

[lubdubsworld]

Shyn, your stories are absolutely amazing! I scored soundcheck gold tix to their concert at SoFi. I’m in mother effing seat #2! There will be one person between me and the stage, and I know I’m going to be drooling picturing the boys in all your stories! 🤣😭😩 God help me! 😭😭😭😭😭😭 I’m so excited to see the boys in person!!!!!!!

Oh , this is so late!! but baby congrats and i hope you have an awesome time. Please blow min yoongi a kiss from me *sobs *

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Headcanon of overhaul s/o throw a surprise party for overhaul without him knowing only baby kaito, kim and chrono are the only ones that know 🥰

Daww so cute i hope you didn't mind if its a scenario

It's not that he despised his birthday, he just didn't saw anything good or anything to celebrate about it. Its just a day where he was bringed to this word, simple as that... nothing special.

His biological parents never were a good for him, and as much as he looked up at Pops the man was so busy that he couldn't exactly provide a 'decent' birthday for Chisaki... So he just grew up a habit to say he didn't need those childish things at only by the age of 8...

Although when he met you then it was another story; ever since the moment you discovered his date of birth you insisted in at least doing something for him; even if it was only to bake a cake or to take him to a place that he liked.

He didn't stop you from doing those things for two reasons: one, you seemed happy on doing that so he just shrugged off, telling himself that this was at least for your enjoyment; and two, he felt a bit of warmth everytime you smiled at him and offered him even a sweet kiss on his cheek whispiring a soft 'happy birthday my handsome devil'.

So when he woke up today without you to congratulate him it was quite a... dissapointment. He made his way to the living room and found his son and daughter on the carpet watching cartoons while you read a book on the couch.

He announced his presence clearing his throat while adjusting his black mask.

You looked up from your book to him and smiled shortly before returning your attention to your story.

"Morning hon."

The children greeted him as well, but didn't even tried to broke their attention to their stupid cartoon.

It was just a mouse running away from a cat. What's so interesting about that?

"So. What day is it again?" He tested as he picked something to drink already pressuming your shock or some gleeful reaction of your or his children.

"Saturday" You answered giggling, still glued to your book "Why?"

...what.

"Nothing in particular." He answered, hidding his small disappointment while he drinked.

He didn't even know why he was felling this way, maybe because he got so used to your actions on this day that he missed a little. Especially his two little defiants that also didn't even acknowledge.

A knock catched the attention of everyone one and they saw Chrono on it.

"Good morning Kurono." You acknowledge burrying yourself in your book further.

"Hi uncle Kurono!" Kaito gleamed as Kin waved shyly.

Seriously? Chrono catched their attention from that show but not him?

"Hate to interrupt the family moment, but we have some issues on the center of the city, Kai I think we need you to go."

Chisaki lifted his eyebrow at him, looking for a second at you, not even expressing a hint of sadness for jis absent.

"Can't you and Mimic handle thi-"

"You can go Kai, there's nothing really we will do today. So don't worry." You interrupted smiling sweetly at him and his friend.

"I see." He nodded felling a bitter feeling on his chest. "Just give me a second, I will be outside." He announced to Chrono as he made his way to his bedroom.

As soon as Chisaki left, Kaito picked a cushion to muffle his laugh as Kin tried to contain her giggles.

"You guys are evil." Chrono mocked as he made his way to your smiling figure.

"Maybe. But you really think you can do that? Keep him busy at least until I send you a message?"

"Who do you take me for?" You rolled your eyes.

While Kaito was still tried to smutter down his laughter Kin looked up at you with shiny golden eyes as she smiled.

"It was so difficult to not laugh mommy!"

"Did you saw his face?!" Spoke Kaito still laughing a little "Dad was so gloomy after this!"

"Geez you two, not even a single of pity towards your dad? Let me remind, you two had this idea." You poked Kin's nose.

"Alright I see you guys in a few." Chrono said, putting his mask on and leaving the room.

You looked at your babies before smiling sweetly at them. Kin and Kaito since yesterday were planning to pretend to forget Kai's birthday to finally catch him off of guard, and while doubting that you three could lie to Chisaki, since he was so good at reading faces, you accepted anyway.

But it seemed that your husband fell straight on the trap that your little half angels and half demons created.

"Okay both of you. Let's make Daddy's surprised birthday party."

The two children yelled in glee which made you flinch a little. Sometimes they were too much like Chisaki or too much like you that always were shocked.

~

Chisaki growled when he finally saw his home and eargly entered... He lost count of how many disgusting and stupid human yrash he had to deal with it.

"Everthing alright Overhaul?" Chrono asked before looking at his cellphone.

Chisaki merely glared daggers at his friend while both of them arrived the gates of the yakusa home.

"Such a tiring and despicable day to be honest..." mumbled Chisaki in irritation as he pushed the front door, finding weird the fact that all the lights were off.

It wasn't that late for both his children and you to be asleep already...

"Have to go now Chisaki. Have a good night." Chrono said before turning in a hallway.

Not even his childhood friend huh?

He sighed irritably while he took his shoes off before as well his jacket... what does it even matter anyway right? It's just a dumb and useless day of the year.

He quietly made his way to the living room to eat something before going to bed.

When he reached for turn on the lights he felt a pair of hands coming up to cover his eyes. He flinched but immediately recognized the sofy skin on his, since it was one of the kost he was comfortable with touching his own.

"Surprise." You whisper before a blow of confetti was heard and blowed into both of you. You laughed as you saw his wide golden eyes as he finally stared at you.

"Huh?" You laughed at his confusion and gave him a kiss on his cheek, just above his plague mask.

Before you could even respond Kaito and Kin knocked Chisaki out on the floor with their crushing hugs.

"We know you don't like these things but we don't care!" Said Kaito while he tighten his hold on his dad chest as Kin giggle and nuzzle onto her father chest.

"What is the meaning of this?" Asked Chisaki almost breathless as he lifted himself from the ground to be at least sitting.

Kin picked a small amount of conferri kn the ground and threw in the air while shouting sweetly 'Surprise!'

"Me, Kin and mommy were waiting for you to come back to gave you this!" Kaito said as he helped along with his sister lift his dad from the ground, who immediately latted his chest and legs as he even rubbed at some places.

"Disgusting..." he mumbled to himself before he glared at you. You lift your hands up in defence while you giggled.

"Hey! That was their idea! We wanted for once to surprise sweetheart!"

"... surprise me?" He uncrossed his arms as he stared in disbelief, not much evident due to his poker face, at his children and his wife.

"What? Don't tell me you really thought we forget, especially me." You approached your husband.

"Well it seemed like you three didn't even care or were on your knowledge. How did you even do that? It seemed-"

"We are your kids Dad we ended up learning somethings with you." Giggled Kaito before he receive a weak pinch on his ear by his father.

"Come on." You clapped your hands together getting the attention of your three most loved ones "Let's celebrate daddy birthday then right?" The children nodded vigorously while Kai stared at his wife and kids smilling so brightly at him.

Huh... this was nice. So they didn't forget him at all...

He felt his eyes starting to burn before he rubbed them with his gloved palm to prevent of any of you to see it.

You noticed though. And hugged him tight, noticing the way he relaxed and slowly hugged you back.

Not even much before you could sing Chrono appeared with his daughter on the door along with Pops.

Ah come on you guys wanted to kill him.

"You were a part of their plan weren't you damn idiot?" He said as Chrono laughed.

"Couldn't help myself. It's a shame that I didn't saw your surprised face though." Chisaki glared at him while lifting his hand in threat, making Hari shut up pretty quickly.

"GRANDPOP!" both Chisaki's kid yelled before running straight to the grandmaster.

"Hello you two." Said chuckling the elder while he manage to lift each of them in one arm "You both are growing too fast jesus."

"Pops. Don't spend too much strengh on this. You might injury yourself." Said monoustly Kai as he picked uo Kaito, since he was the oldesr out of the two.

Pops asked for the childrens to cover their ears before glaring at Chisaki.

"Bullshit." You laughed along with hari as Kai merely lifted his eyebrow up at the both of you unamused.

Stupids.

While the kids stayed playing the adults were separated to have a small chat after the 'happy birthday to you'; which Chisaki swears that he didn't want it but his oh so sweetly children begged him to, the brats even blowed his candle which you scolded them and Chisaki only chuckled.

After sometime Chrono had to go; picking his daughter like a bag of potatoes over his shoulder as she laughed that she didn't want to go; while Pops excused himself to his own room, not before bringing you and Chizaki for a hug and patting his back wishing a happy birthday as well, which leaved your husband shocked but not displeased either, and hugged the children.

Both of Kaito and Kin were knocked out, due to their sugar high had finally over; you and Kai thanked the heavens; while you and your husband were settled on the couch.

You both sighed while you rested your on Chisaki shoulder.

"You know you own me one." He suddenly said in a serious tone, making you lift your head in confusion.

"You and those two tricked me, and before that I had to deal with a huge amount of sick people." He growled, making you shiver at the way he was looking at you.

Like a predator looking at his prey...

"W-What do you have in mind then?" You asked nervously.

He didn't even sayed anything, opting to grab on your legs and lift you up from the couch, making you yelp and wrap your legs around his waist as your arms envelop on his neck.

"Time for me to corrupt this angel." He growled, making already his assault on your neck.

"We had two children and you still think I'm not corrupted?" You laughes at the irnoy of the situation before stiffling any sounds you could make agter he bited down on your neck.

"Pure but sassy angel still."

"Is it too late to say that maybe one of your presents I'm wearing it?" He looked at you dumbfounded befire his eyes darkened again.

"Naughty too..."

[thepaperpanda]

Shooter || Joker x Reader

Summary: You're a witness of three privileged men killing at the subway. You accidentally meet the shooter the day after and he's far from what you've imagined he'd be.

Warnings: None

Words: 1562

Authors: Cass & Ailo

The gunshots brought back the pain; it was as if he would still be laying on the dirty sidewalk in that alley, being kicked by those teenagers, trying his best to protect his head and crotch from blows. The gunshots were sounded as if they could crack a skull, as if the sound itself could purify the mind.  Arthur's stomach lurched as he lowered gun he was holding in hand. He did this. He actually did this. Then silence returned far more thickly than it was before the shots, as if everything around man was collectively holding it's breath.

You were hiding behind one of pillars, hand covering your mouth as you desperately tried to calm down your breath and racing heart. Witnessing such a thing was too much for you. Using subway was your everyday thing, you were using it to get to work as well as return home. This unfortunate day you were going back home later than usual, the evening was calm until you heard shooting in the other cart. You didn't see much through little windows between carts. The little bit of view was terrifying enough to make you sneak out of the cart as soon as it stopped. You peaked out of your hiding spot just to look if you could go but all you saw was a man being shot as he tried climbing up the stairs. Quickly returning to your spot you started to pray to get out of this alive. Thanks God, the shooter disappeared and you were able to get out of the station safely. You thought about going to the police but all you wanted truly was to go home and hide in the safety of your little apartment. "I can always go there tomorrow," you told yourself, running back to your place.

Arthur returned home and pretended he was all fine but he wasn't.

That evening everything was making him angry, especially his mother and her pure trust in Thomas Wayne. Arthur helped her take bath but as soon as he put her to bed, he went to his own, little room and sneaked under the sheets, pulling quilt on his head as he was trying to hide himself from this world.

You should have to be asleep for a few hours but you simply couldn't find yourself a place. Sitting on the couch, looking at the movement on the tv's screen, your mind was going crazy recalling every second of the event in the subway.

Even if you were in your own flat you still felt scared because of such things were becoming an everyday thing. Shaking your head you forced yourself to go shower and get to bed.

Arthur was fired. All he could have done was get out of there with his head up, he didn't want to show them that they've broken him down like an old branch of a tree. He sat at the not high fence, foot tapping up and down like some dumb wind up toy. Man was rethinking his entire existence.

For you the morning was hard, dragging yourself out of the bed was horrible yet you started to get ready for going out.

Your friends made you join them during the protest against all the rich people in the city. You didn't really like such events because of the crowd but maybe they would finally affect something, you thought.

You never were a conflict person, you always tried to avoid fights or arguments but you hated all those rich bastards. They were having fun in their skyscrapers while all the regular people were drowning in trash and poverty.

Holding the strap of your bag you walked trough the streets, trying your best to not get crazy because of the yesterday's situation. You stopped your walk when you spotted a man, a really sad man.

Arthur felt observed, and indeed he was being watched.

A rather young woman was standing several steps from him glaring at him curiously.

At first he didn't react but when she was standing still in front of him, man raised his head a little and tilted it aside so his locks fell off his face, letting him see her fully.

Man looked too similar to the one from yesterday, it kinda made you afraid and all you've wanted was to run back to your flat but his look made you concerned.

You let out a sigh and smiled at him gently when he looked at you. Walking slowly you started to move closer to him. "Hey there... is everyhitng okay? You look sad," you said shrugging softly as you played with the strap.

He looked you deeply in the eyes; emotionless and empty eyes of his were like a well which ran dry. "Yeah," he replied without thinking too much. He observed you still yet he didn't move at all.

"So... Why so sad and aren't you cold? It's quite chilly today," you said bouncing on your legs a little. "Maybe I can help you somehow?"

"Do you like comedy?," He asked out of sudden. The question was so random that even he giggled a little but the giggle was full of darkness and sadness.

You blinked looking at him, taken aback by a sudden question. Thinking for a little moment you quickly nodded. "Sure! Who doesn't? I love to have a good laugh, it helps to keep going in this city. For me at last."

He sent you a brief smile but it was more a curl of his lips in a grimace. "I'm a comedian, I've always wanted to be a comedian," he said as he hopped off the fence and made a pose like only clown would do.

"Oh wow! It must be great, I bet you know a lot of jokes and anecdotes," you said smiling at him more and clapped your hands a little. "But you are missing one thing, friend."

He was about to reach into inner pocket of jacket to pull his notebook out and read something for you but he stopped any movement, looking at you. He shook his head for "no".

"Smile," you said giggling. "Come on, smile for me and I am ready to hear you out."

You turned round to find little bench, sitting down you put one leg over other like ever lady would does. Looking at man you send him another smile and waited at his performence.

He tried his best to smile yet he felt like tears started to gather into his eyes. He turned around few times and posed again but instead of smiling naturally, he slipped two fingers of each of his hands into his mouth corners and spread them upward in a grimace which had to be pretending smile.

You looked at him, raising your eyebrow. "Okay, let's say that this is enough to convice me. So? Can I hear you and your jokes?," You asked kindly.

You were really courious what he will 'serve' you. The things you told him were true, despite being young you already hated your life in Gotham. Silly comedies, stend ups and all of this helped you cope with the hard life and kept you away from bad thoughs and stuff.

Arthur pulled his notebook out of the pocket and opened it with shaking hands, turning page after page. When he was looking down onto his notes he was about to cry in a spot because of the sadness that were coming out of them. "Knock, knock."

"Who's there?," You asked looking at him.

"The man who killed three shitbags in the metro yesterday," he whispered seriously.

You looked at him completely struck with your eyes wide open. After a moment you laughed, it was very nervous. "You… Are you joking, right? 'Cus you are a comedian," you asked shortly.

"Am I looking like someone who's joking?," He asked openly.

You sat there quiet, swallowing heavily, soon you shook your head for 'no'.

"And do you know what's the worst? I'm fucking happy about what I've done, I don't regret killing them."

You giggled nervously and nodded, slowly moving to the edge of the bench, trying your best to slip away from him.

"I won't hurt you," he assured raising hands up. "I won't hurt you, no need to run."

You got up from your seat and looked at him. "You promise? I... I saw you. I swear, I didn't go to the police. Cross on my heart," you said.

He shook his head slightly with that strange grin on his lips. "I don't mind it. I have nothing to lose and I'm tired of pretending it wasn't funny."

You nodded, looking at him. Your hands once more played nervously with the strap of your bag. "You know…," You began slowly. "I think you did a right thing. Whoever they were, they deserved this. They play around because they are 'good, rich boys' while we all struggle here. Wayne and everyone similar to him could die in the fire and the city would become better instantly."

He listened to you patiently as the grin on his lips grew wider. Arthur nodded his head a little like he would be bowing to you. "When city will be burning, it's gonna be triumph of unprivileged. And I tell you this, it's gonna come sooner than everyone expects."

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[mvdbutler]

The Hot Milf Rachel Nichols byDickThePimp© Freaky Rachel Nichols Fuck Parody I was looking out my bedroom window, in the late evening... doing some sightseeing with my binoculars... around the neighborhood for some action. It didn't take long, as I noticed my very sexy next door neighbor ESPN hottie Rachel Nichols. The beautiful read haired host of The Jump had just taken a shower and accidentally... or on purpose... had left her shades open in her upstairs bedroom. I smirked happily. I've had a thing for the red haired fuck goddess for awhile... those beautiful, luscious lips are always glistening with her usual red lipstick. She keeps them wet... always a good idea. I love her hair too. That long, thick and wavy, red hair is eye poppingly awesome. She's got one helluva hot body too... gorgeous, natural C cups, nice tight body with a sweet, well rounded ass. She's a fuck fantasy waiting to be dreamed about... and cum all over. 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Rachel walked back to the delivery guy and gave him a very sexy smile... slowly tracing her finger down his chest. She opened her robe... showing him... and me... her gorgeous, perky cans. The young delivery guy stared in disbelief. Rachel grabbed his hands and put them on her breasts. He just stood there staring. Rachel laughed... then squeezed her breasts with his hands... hers over his. She bit her bottom lip in such a sexy way. Rachel was in heat and I was rock hard watching her. Rachel moved her right hand down to his crotch and squeezed it through his jeans. She smiled, liking his size. She knelt down and unzipped his jeans. Rachel pulled out his 8 inch cock... looking at it... licking the head. She planted kisses... leaving red lip prints... all over his shaft and plump crown. Rachel sucked the delivery guy's hard cock into her mouth... bobbing her head quickly on it. Her long, wavy red hair flew wildly as her head bobbed all over that young, hard cock. Rachel's cheeks were hollowed out, auctioning hard on the long, but thin shaft. She tickled his balls with red nails. The young delivery guy grabbed Rachel's hair and ducked her mouth. Rachel happily let him take over. He slammed his young meat down the ESPN hottie's throat. Rachel gagged slightly... her saliva oozing out of the corners of her mouth. The delivery guy didn't last long. He was too excited from getting to face fuck the gorgeous Rachel Nichols. He groaned and shoved his cock all the way down Rachel's throat. His body shook as his cock pumped his jizz directly into Rachel's stomach. He popped out about four blasts of jizz before his cock slipped out of Rachel's sweet sucking mouth. She smiled up at him and kissed the head of his cock... licking his piss slit to get every drop of young cream out of him. Rachel got up... licked her lips clean... and smiled at the young delivery guy. He quickly put his cock away and zipped up. He got a helluva tip. He smiled back at the horny milf and left. I filmed everything and I decided to use it to get what... and who... I wanted. The next day, I noticed Rachel was again, home alone. I grabbed the tape and headed next door... to formally introduce myself to my horny, redheaded milf neighbor. I rang the doorbell. Rachel answered... once again in just a white cotton robe... and red heels. She likes to be comfortable at home... just like me. "Hello Rachel... I'm your next door neighbor Dick." "Oh... hello. It's a pleasure to finally meet you Dick. I was wondering when you were gonna come over and introduce yours. Please, come in." I went inside. It's a beautiful home. It's an exclusive neighborhood so I knew it was a beautiful home anyway. We sat on Rachel's sofa... I looked for pizza remnants from the night before. There were none... but I smirked anyway... knowing what Rachel did with the young delivery guy. We talked for a few... and drank some white wine. Rachel sat to my left... bouncing her leg... sofy kissing her wine glass as she sipped the wine. Rachel was a seductress... and I knew how to handle her. I started running my hand up her leg. She didn't stop me so I just kept going. Rachel looked at me, her wine glass softly pressed against her luscious, glistening red lips. "You know... I saw you blow the delivery guy. I want some. I wanna fuck you... and I wanna pimp you." I Iaid it on the table. I also undid the belt on her robe... and opened it. Those gorgeous milf tits immediately caught my attention. I started groping them. "Oh... I'm glad you did. Just like I'm glad you watched me after my shower." She knew I was watching. I knew it. I really like this chick. "So..." I pulled out my 10 inches and let her ogle it. "Do I get what I want?" I reach over and put my hand on her beautiful red haired head and encourage her to suck my cock. "Well... I guess you have me over a barrel, so to speak. I've never been pimped though. The thought of it is turning me on though. Just don't let my husband find out. He's a prude... I'm a slut." Rachel kicked her full, wet lips, as she put her wine glass down and leaned over... licking my piss slit... looking up at me with a huge grin on her sexy face. "You and I are gonna have a beautiful relationship bitch. Now suck my dick ho." I pushed her head down on my big, thick cock. Rachel gladly obeyed. Rachel shucked my cock for a half an hour. Slowly deepthroating me... then quickening her pace. She jacked my thick base while she picked every inch of my throbbing cock head. She chewed on it perfectly... slowly licking the sensitive underside... smiling up at me, as I groaned happily from the awesome feeling. Rachel bobbed her head quickly on my excited cock... her long, wavy, red hair flopping wildly. I grabbed her gorgeous hair and wrapped it around my hand. I fucked her slutty mouth... driving up into that beautiful sucking mouth and throat, deep. Rachel moaned happily... her saliva oozing out all over my shaft and balls. Rachel lapped it up, cupping and softly squeezing my big balls. I blasted my creamy load into her mouth... then pushed deep down her throat and finished there. Rachel sucked down every drop, licking and sucking me dry. "Delicious, pimp daddy. I'm gonna love being your ho. I'm such a horny slut." I just smiled... knowing how much fun I was gonna have with this horny bitch. I sucked her C cups. Squeezing them... sucking them hungrily. Rachel's milk blasted out into my mouth. I drank it down for 20 minutes straight. I chewed on this thick, pink nipples. Rachel has perfect nipples. Light pink and thick, rubbery... so delicious to suck on... and drink milk from. I ate her neatly trimmed, red haired cunt. I pulled that perky, pink clit, as far as it would go and let it snap back. "Yessssssssss!" Rachel loved it. I did it over and over. I fingered her tight, smooth booty, as I picked her juicy, pink pussy out. I rolled my tongue like crazy, inside that sweet cunt. Rachel played with my brown hair, as I popped and licked my tongue in those pink folds. I rubbed her hard clit so damn fast. Rachel came in my mouth three times. I swallowed her tasty pussy nut and licked her clean. Rachel ride my big cock, slamming down so hard on my lap. I slapped and squeezed her beautiful tits... her milk oozed between my fingers. I smirked at her and she smiled back... such a slutty and horny smile. I pussy thumped Rachel doggy style... pounding that wet, tight cunt as only I can. I drilled the fuck out of it. Rachel was bent over her sofa. Her husband called and I kept fucking her while she talked to him. "Yes dear... OH MY GOD!!... no I'm fine... I'm working out. It feels so damn good. YESSSSSSSSSSS!!" I smirked and smacked her sweet, well toned booty hard. "YESSSSSS!!... sorry... it's an intense workout." Rachel looked back at me and smiled... winked at me and blew me a big kiss. I thumped her tight ass. She said she hadn't done anal in awhile. I stretched out and railed that tight booty so fucking good. She squirted all over me five times and I loved every damn second of it. Rachel screamed out in sheer orgasmic and sexually powerful bliss. I drilled that tight ass over and over and over... pulling he beautiful red hair... smacking that gorgeous, so perfectly rounded booty harder and harder. "YESSSSSSSSSSS... POUND MY ASS DADDYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!" Rachel was so fucking horny. I slammed that ass for two hours... non stop. She squirted so many damn times, I lost count. Pussy nut was everywhere. You could smell it and I just grinned like crazy. I love horny sluts... and I was really loving this one. I finally jizz asted her beautiful face. Rachel was on her knees and I covered that beautiful, milf face with cum. She just smiled and took the massive cum facial. When I finished she sucked me deep... sucking out every fucking drop of jizz in me. I started kissing down her throat. Rachel was startled. I looked at her to see what she was gonna do. She made me happy when she deep throated my cock and took my warm piss right down her throat. I smiled and pissed. I let out a huge stream of piss and Rachel handled it perfectly... drinking it all down. I pulled out and pissed on her cum covered face and milk dripping tits. "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHH... MMMMMMMMMMMMM! I LOVE IT DADDY!" Rachel is such a sexy whore. Rachel sucked me dry... smiling that sweet, beautiful...and slutty... smile at me the whole time. "You're gonna make a good ho Rachel... and a good fuck toy for me." I smacked her face and spit on it. Rachel smiled so happy and moaned her approval. She lapped up my spit and kissed every inch of my cock and balls. She then wiped her face clean with her hands and lapped up every fucking drop of cum and piss. She played with the cum, stringing it out from her lips and sucking it in. Damn... I dig this chick. I've pimped out Rachel several times. A couple of rich neighbors each paid 100K apiece. I pimped her out to a banker for a BBQ he was having for some of his old, rich friends. A cool mil. Ten old guys gangbanging that hot slut all afternoon. She even took a couple of footlong hotdogs in her pussy at the same time... no mustard... while she took two old dicks up her ass at the same time. Rachel is such a horny, hot slut. She's... The Hot Milf Rachel Nichols.

[cali-holland]

Golden Bullets, Playlist

Below is a list of songs (not really a playlist, but still) that I use to write Golden Bullets. Feel free to listen to them while reading- each part will have a James Bond theme attached to it, based on the title of that chapter. Feel free to comment more songs! Enjoy!!

*moodboard is mine but images used are not*

Read Golden Bullets: Harrison Osterfield X Reader, James Bond!AU here

James Bond Themes:

Goldfinger by Shirley Bassey

On Her Majesty’s Secret Service by John Barry

We Have All the Time in the World by Louis Armstrong

Licence to Kill by Gladys Knight

You Only Live Twice by Nancy Sinatra

Live and Let Die by Wings

Nobody Does It Better by Carly Simon

For Yours Eyes Only by Sheena Eaton

All Time High by Rita Coolidge

You Know My Name by Chris Cornell

Another Way to Die by Jack White and Alicia Keys

Skyfall by Adele

Writing’s on the Wall by Sam Smith

All Other Songs:

Killing Strangers by Marilyn Manson

Black Betty by Ram Jam

Friction by Imagine Dragons

Howlin’ For You by The Black Keys

Uma Thurman by Fall Out Boy

Pray For Me by The Weeknd and Kendrick Lamar

BLOW by Ed Sheeran, Chris Stapleton, and Bruno Mars

Feeling Good by Sofi Tukker

These Boots Are Made For Walking by Nancy Sinatra

Woman Like Me by Little Mix

Barracuda by Heart

Immigrant Song by Led Zeppelin

The Walker by Fitz and the Tantrums

Experiment on Me by Halsey

Look Alive by BlocBoy JB and Drake

Maneater by Nelly Furtado

3′s and 7′s by Queens of the Stone Age

Rat A Tat by Fall Out Boy

Look What You Made Me Do by Taylor Swift

Danger by Jucee Froot

Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes

Dangerous Woman by Ariana Grande

My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark by Fall Out Boy

Dog Eat Dog by ACDC

Wasabi by Little Mix

Teeth by 5 Seconds of Summer

Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time by Panic! At the Disco

The Missionary by Brothers Martin

Jumpman by Drake

Burn It Down by AWOLNATION

Come a Little Bit Closer by Jay and the Americans

Lonely Gun by Cyn

Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is by Jet

Bad Guy by the Interrupters

Genius by LSD

Objection (Tango) by Shakira

I Was Made For Lovin’ You by KISS