#team; Dutchess

[delulujuls]

it's just us | mv33

hi! i can't get enough of my dutch duo, so here comes the third part of the mad dutchman and the fearless dutchess and if you didn't read the second part of it but you wanna catch up, here it is!

you can read each of this solo and you can read it all like series. it work well both ways!

so yeah, as usual, bon apetit and enjooooy x

summary: y/n is upset by some media nonsense she read online but max is here to remind her that at the end of the day its just them and the rest doesn't really matter

warnings: i tried with a smut but im not sure how it went, sexual content, +18, eating p, praising, comfort sex?

pairing: fem!redbulldriver x max verstappen

The kiss didn't change anything between Y/N and Max.

In the other hand, it changed everything, but it absolutely did not affect their relationship. There were no nervous questions, no timid behavior, no checking whether a quick kiss at the strategists' table was okay, or whether it was necessary to count down the seconds of the hug they exchanged with each other after the race so that it wouldn't last too long.

To be honest, their entry into a relationship was a kind of relief for the entire team. Christian Horner himself, the team father of the two flying Dutch, seeing them kissing after winning the podium, just shook his head and with a slight smile admitted "Finally, fucking hell".

Of course, the media did not leave a single dry spot on Red Bull drivers. The couple, of course, did not flaunt their feelings left and right, because it was absolutely not their style, but it was difficult to take a seat in the car without a quick kiss and wishing each other good luck. And we know how hungry reporter hyenas are.

"This is absurd"

The girl shook her head and threw the phone into the pillows. It was already late in the evening and the couple was getting ready for bed, as they had a long media day ahead of them tomorrow.

"I told you not to read this nonsense."

Max replied, emerging from the bathroom in shorts and drying his wet hair with a towel.

Y/N didn't answer. She kept her eyes glued to the sheets and felt her stomach begin to ache from nerves. Max knew perfectly well that the lack of an answer meant only one thing. The overthinking machine already started.

He put the towel aside and sat next to her on the bed, wrapping his arm around her and kissing her temple.

"Look at you, a fearless Dutchess worrying about some stupid texts. That's not in your style at all"

He spoke jokingly, trying to cheer her up a bit. However, she was really touched.

"It's just making me sick when someone is saying made up bullshit"

She replied bitterly, feeling tears forming under her eyelids. She could deny with her arms and legs that these were tears of anger, but in the reality she was simply hurted. And Max knew this perfectly well.

"You know very well that this bunch of idiots will write anything for views. At the end of the day, only you and I know the truth. It's just us, remember?"

He said calmly and stroked her shoulder. Y/N sniffed. Max was absolutely right. It's just them and that was all that mattered. Even though she received numerous criticisms in the media over the years, newspapers and Internet portals often trashed her, all this did not make any impression on her. Unfortunately, it was different in this case, because it was no longer just about her. It was about them, about her and Max.

She raised her head and met a pair of blue, gentle eyes. The ocean was calm, july was dominating the cloudless sky. She herself slowly began to feel calm, accepting that it was just meaningless nonsense.

"I love you, but you already know that, right?"

She asked, smiling slightly.

He nodded and returned her smile, kissing her forehead.

"The only thing that matters is that we have each other and we love each other. And as a certain genius said, fuck 'em all."

"Fuck 'em all"

The girl repeated and smiled wider, causing the last tears of sadness and anger to leave the corners of her eyes. Max wiped her cheeks and lifted her chin, kissing her.

Y/N kissed him back, touching his rough cheek. He easily pulled her onto his lap and she sat on his soft thighs, laughing quietly. She knew exactly where this was going.

"We have a lot of work tomorrow, Max."

"We will boycott media day tomorrow. 'Red Bull drivers protest against idiotic headlines' sounds better, doesn't it?" he asked, being so serious that the girl burst out laughing, "Or better yet, 'Red Bull shock!' Couple had sex until dawn to boycott the media', yes!"

"With the link 'see photos', definitely," she added, laughing.

Max took her face in his hands.

"I much prefer it when you smile, you know?"

Y/N nodded and leaned in, kissing him again. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she tangled her fingers in his still damp hair. Their kisses were slow and tender, filled to the brim with love. Years of arguments, making up and standing up for yourself only to argue and slam doors again led to a place where there was an incredible amount of love to give and receive from both sides.

Max slipped his hands under her shirt, squeezing lightly her soft flesh. The girl sighed quietly into his mouth and he smiled at her reaction. If he thought that after so many years, he would fall in love overnight with the girl he always had by his side, he would laugh at himself.

He took off her shirt, so there was no longer any blockage between their heated bodies. Skin pressed against skin, lips pressed against lips. These moments were incredibly soothing for both of them. One might think that after so much time spent together, both in good and bad relationships, one cannot count on any elation. What wrong thinking this is.

Max grunted softly as he grabbed and pressed her closer to him. His soft purr, which lightly touched the girl's ear, gave her goosebumps. He moved from his mouth to her neck, leaving wet, slightly pink traces on her skin. Y/N involuntarily closed her eyes, feeling both the softness of his lips and his rough, scratchy stubble.

"I love the way you smell"

He said quietly, almost in a whisper. She smiled to herself and gently grabbed his hair, tilting his head back, making him break away from her neck and they were able to look into each other's eyes again.

"I taste even better though"

She lunged seductively and crashed into his mouth again. Max easily grabbed her thighs and lifted her, throwing her onto the bed.

"You always have to do this, right?"

He asked, his breathing a little quicker. His aura instantly darkened, and his eyes seemed bottomless. Y/N frowned a bit, not knowing what he meant. But seeing him like this, she only wanted one thing. Him.

"You always have to throw something away, set me straight. Always."

She raised herself on her elbows, looking at him with a slight smile and thus posing a challenge to him.

"You could try to humble me"

As soon as she finished speaking, he pressed her body against the mattress and kissed her deeply. The girl wrapped her legs around his hips and wrapped her arms around his neck. She wanted to be closer, as close as possible.

Their kisses were still full of love, but now the tenderness gave way to passion. When Max moved to the girl's neck, she felt her lips burning and swollen. It didn't help when she bit down on them, feeling Max suck on her nipple. Blue eyes carefully followed the girl's rosy face, wanting to make sure she was giving her nothing more than pleasure.

When his teeth hit the soft skin, a long groan filled the bedroom. Max smiled, licking her breast while massaging the other one with his hand. He much preferred to hear her moans rather than Dutch insults. After a few moments, he moved lower again, kissing his way across her stomach. He tightened his large hands on her sides and buried his face in her stomach. She smiled at his gesture, running her fingers through his hair.

"You're soft, so soft. Fuck, so soft."

Max murmured, his face still pressed against her stomach. Y/N couldn't help but laugh quietly. This whole situation, the very fact that they were now apparently a couple, was unthinkable to her. And the fact that they were both adults and now they were acting like a couple of teenagers.

"Simply, simply lovely"

He shook his head and placed a few more kisses on her skin until he reached the waistband of her panties. He looked up at her face again, wanting to make sure she had her consent, but she, still smiling slightly, just nodded in answer.

Max undressed her completely in one move and spread her legs, hugging her thighs. As soon as his tongue passed over her clit, she closed her eyes and licked her lips. This wasn't the first time they had had sex, but Y/N had already become familiar with certain behaviors Max displayed in bed, and one of them was the desire to please his partner. Max loved to take, but God, he loved to give even more.

As his tongue moved over her clit in smooth, circular motions, his eyes studied her body carefully. Her hard, pink nipples, uneven moving chest, her dry, parted lips, rosy face, her tightly shut eyelids. Max smiled slightly, proud of himself of turning her into such mess. Y/N involuntarily opened her eyes and looked down her body, causing their eyes to meet.

"Do you like it, schat?"

He asked, pausing his movements. He blew lightly on her pink, swollen clit, making her shiver.

"Mhm, please -just, just don't stop"

"As you wish, love"

He replied, going back to work. Her hand involuntarily tightened on his hair and it didn't take much for her back to arch and an orgasm to fill her body. A loud, long moan broke the density that had reigned in the hotel bedroom. Her head felt heavy and dizzy, and it was hard for her to breathe. Max pulled himself up and kissed her, moistening her dry lips with her own juices, which made him all wet. Y/N smiled and hugged his neck, giving him wet, sloppy kisses. He was resting one hand next to her head, and with the other he was trying to free himself from his suddenly too tight and slightly soaked shorts. When he succeeded, he slowly inserted himself into her hot, tight and incredibly wet interior. She broke the kiss, parting her lips at the sudden sensation, digging her nails into his bare, muscular back.

"Fuck, Max, oh my god-"

"Yeah, i know baby" he muttered, stopping his movements "I'll be gentle, take your time"

Max kissed her, wanting to help her relax. She returned each of his kisses, which were now delicate and tender. Max was incredibly gentle and had countless layers of love inside him. His tender touch, sweet nothings whispered straight into the ear, the certainty that his partner is happy and feels incredible pleasure. Max seemed to her as an incredibly selfish asshole at times, but in this case it had absolutely no effect. The only thing he cared about at that moment was pleasing her and distracting her from negative thoughts. After some time, he began to move slowly inside her, feeling that she is not so tense anymore and soon any discomfort disappeared and was replaced by incredible pleasure. Y/N wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him closer, kissing him deeply.

"I'm all yours now" she said, smiling slightly into his mouth.

"You are and always been mine"

He replied and kissed her back. His movements went from slow and calm to faster and more decisive, increasing in intensity with each passing minute. Single moans that had been thrown into the thick air filling the bedroom some time ago now cut through them like bullets. Max felt the sweat that had formed on his back sting the scratches left by the girl's nails. He sat back on his heels and wrapped his arms around her thighs, now fucking her to the point where they skin were clapping on each other. His fingers dug into the soft skin of her thighs, his still damp hair falling into his eyes. His lips were bitten and every now and then a low moan escaped his throat. His arm and abdominal muscles flexed and relaxed steadily, and numerous love marks adorned his fair skin.

"You look so good, and feel -fuck, feel so good, too"

Y/N moaned, clenching her hands on the sheets, feeling how he perfectly hit her inner, sensitive spot with each movement.

"And you are doing so good by taking me so well, baby"

The truth was that she was a total mess underneath him. She wasn't even fully aware of her words or of her actions, all of this was feeling so good, he was feeling so good.

It didn't take much for either of them to reach their orgasm, which came over them almost simultaneously. A moment later they were lying next to each other, Y/N resting her cheek on his chest and her hand lying limply on his stomach. He was hugging her, tracing lines on her arm.

"I hope you won't worry anymore about any stupid things said by other people"

Max said and kissed her temple. She smiled and raised her head, kissing him on the cheek.

"At the end of the day it's just us, right?"

[gildedtrashcan]

What Giovanni didn't realise was that in neglecting his sons emotional needs is that he grew to resent him. As a result, Silver had absolutely no qualms about bringing down his grandmothers criminal empire and therefore cheating his father out of his inheritance and a lavish life.

After old mate started healing, seeing the error of his own ways (aka being an abusive twat to both people and his own Pokemon), he became an informant and joined in both the investigation and in taking down the research institute commissioned by Team Rocket. Subsequently this ended in Team Rocket being investigation and shut down.

His Mewtwo is Dutchess. Named as such because she thinks she's better than literally everyone which is totally not a mask for deep seated insecurity.

Decided to keep her design just generic shiny Mewtwo, sometimes plain is nice.

Anyhoo, that was tonight's idk half assed image

[dearmantis]

Huff n Puff

Pairing: Aleksander Morozova/The Darkling x Reader

Summary: After faking your death half a century ago you finally return to the Little Palace after hearing of the Darklings passing. You did not expect to see a familiar face when the new General arrives.

Warnings: period typical slut-shaming, outdated opinions on peoples sex lives, talks of loosing virginity (nothing explicit), faking death, a bit survivors guilt(?), implied smut (is that the right warning when it's a fade to black?)

Word Count: 3k

Authors' Note: I'm taking great liberties with canon again because I don't think the books ever went into detail about how Aleksander fakes his death and comes back all the time. Also I still can't write to save my life, I'm not a native English speaker and this is barely edited, what else is new.

When the new Darkling arrives at the Little Palace, you're on a mission to accompany a ravkan dutchess and her grisha husband on their travels back to Os Alta after spending a few weeks in her husbands hometown. You're disappointed to not be able to see something so rare and special — a once in a lifetime event like a total eclipse, like one of your team mates said — but you try to not be too upset about it.

The dutchess and her husband are quite sweet to you and your team, and the mission is simple enough. Nobody gets hurt, and the travel back home to Os Alta is comfortable enough considering the cold, snowy weather.

It's easier for you to get over the circumstances than for the other three in your team, of course. If you're smart, you will be able to see and meet many new Darklings over the next few centuries while they won't get the chance, so you don't judge them for being in a worse mood than usual. They should be in the palace, celebrating the arrival of the new general and drinking alcohol until they can't stand on their own feet anymore, instead of a two days ride away from the party, grilling some skinny rabbits on a fire or trying to remove the deep, thick snow from the campsite.

When it's finally time to eat you fill the silence with a story about your time before you joined the Little Palace, twisting the tale a bit to make it seem like you were a teen during the events.

It's odd to lie about who you are, but you can't risk too many similarities between this life and your last, so you form a tale about escaping Ketterdam after realising that a local gang found out about your Grisha powers and started to target you.

You're still considered a newer recruit in the Little Palace, and you haven't been able to make many friends since you arrived as an adult and not as a child like the others. The Grisha listen to your words excitedly, eager to find out more about their mysterious companion, and you're happy to oblige, weaving an encouraging story about your childhood in Ketterdam, training yourself in secret, and finding the power to fight for your freedom after hearing so many tales of the heroism of the Second Army.

When you're finished, the fire is starting to die, darkness creeping in from the forrest, and one of your fellow soldiers stands up to get more wood. The dutchess and her husband thank you for joining the ravkan army, tears in the young womans eyes, clearly touched by your bravery, and your team leader – Inessa, an older heartrender – tightly hugs you a few minutes later, telling you how proud she is of you.

You don't feel bad for lying. It has to be done for your own savety, and it makes sense for you to open up to your teammates during your first longer mission. This was a calculated decision, and it has only lightened the mood a bit, lifting some of the sadness from your fellow soldiers' shoulders.

Well and you did almost get murdered an kidnapped a few times during your travels in Ketterdam during the fifty year break you spend away from the Little Palace after faking your death. You were just in your seventies during that time, not a teenager, but who cares about details like that?

After your little storytime at the fire you open up more and more during the last two days of your travels to Os Alta, playing the role of the young soldier who finally feels like the Little Palace might become a home, like the other Grisha might actually turn into one big family, and for a second you wish that was truly the case. That you're actually just some runaway from Ketterdam, not an almost a century old Grisha who doesn't know why time hasn't claimed your body yet.

During your trip back, your fellow soldiers also theorise a bit. What is the general gonna be like? How will he compare to General Golubev, the Heartrender who took on the position after the last Darkling left the Little Palace to find a wife and continue the Darkling-bloodline in savety?

You have to bite your tongue and remind yourself that you're no older than 23 to these people. To them you are too young to know the General. He left the Palace forty years ago. Even Inessa barely remembers him from her teens, only saying that he was a beautiful man and could be very scary.

Karina, an Inferni in your group, tries to dig deeper, asking how pretty he truly is in so many different ways that Inessa ends up threatening to stop her heart until she's unconcious, and the dutchess giggles so loudly at the interaction that you can't stop yourself from joining her.

The fifty years traveling have been lonely and cold and even your first years at the Little Palace have been filled with an odd distance between you and the other Grisha, but in those last two days everything feels like back when you truly were 23 and surrounded by friends.

Your heart hurts when you finally arrive in Os Alta and say goodbye to the dutchess and her husband, already missing the uncomfortable camps in the middle of the woods you had to stay in to make sure the drüskelle wouldn't be able to follow your tracks easily, but the pain quickly gets overshadowed by the excitement vibrating in the voices of your fellow soldiers.

It's time. Your mission is officially over. Now you will finally meet the new Darkling.

The five of you quickly step through the familiar hallways of the Little Palace, almost getting lost after realising that you won't have to debrief in the office General Golubev used during his time. You end up leading the group to the formerly empty rooms where the old Darkling stayed, explaining that you discovered the unused rooms during your first month at the palace while exploring the place.

You knock quickly on the heavy wooden doors before slipping to the back of the group, hiding behind the others. Eyes hovering over the Oprichniki guard while you wait for the General to call you in, you realize with a slight pang of pain that you don't recognize the guards. You used to be quite close to several of the Oprichniki in your old life, so close in fact that there were rumours of you joining before you noticed that you weren't aging like the others anymore and decided to fake your death. Seeing the people the General chose for his guard in their uniforms hurts a bit, it's undeniable. All of your friends are dead. All of them are dead, and you should be dead too, yet you stand here, in front of these doors, waiting to be let in by the son of the man you once loved.

Finally the deep voice of the General calls out through the door, and your heart starts to beat quicker at the familiarity. He sounds so much like his father.

How heartbreaking that must be for his mother, you think, slowly following the others into the war room where the man dressed in black waits for you.

The old General was confirmed dead five years ago. According to a letter sent by his wife, he fell asleep peacefully one night and never woke up. After that letter was made public, you returned to the Palace as a new Soldier, hoping that the hard work in the palace will fill your mind with something other than grief and heartbreak and now you're standing in the office you've spend so much time in in your old life. The same rooms where you have surrendered your body and soul to the father of the new general.

The guilt and shame die in your stomach the second you look up at the man dressed in black, eyes widening and eyebrows shooting up.

You don't dare to make a sound, instead just staring at the tall man in front of you as he addresses Inessa and listens to her report of the mission. When his eyes finally find yours you almost expect him to prove you wrong, to simply look you over once before continuing and demonstrating to you that he just looks eerily similar to his father, but as soon as his eyes find yours his words cut off and his face goes slack.

Yes, this is the man you gave your virginity to. That fucker faked his death too. He held a stupid funeral after you were confirmed dead, left the palace ten years later to hang out in the woods or whatever, faked his death 35 years later through a letter acting like he's his own wife, and now he's here acting like he's his own son.

You would start giggling like a crazy person if the whole situation wasn't so fucking bizarre and infuriating.

"What are you doing here?" he finally asks, completely ignoring the confused looks of the others in the room.

"What am I doing here? What the fuck are you doing here?"

You two stare at each other for a few seconds until Karina quietly coughs, probably to remind you two that others are in the room, and both of your heads snap over to her.

"Do you two know each other?" Inessa finally asks, and you almost jump to deny it, stopping yourself after realising how dumb of an idea that would be. You two clearly know each other.

"When I fled Ketterdam, I spent a few weeks with him and his mother before I came to the Little Palace." You explain without thinking, hoping that the tale you're weaving together makes at least a bit sense.

"I was wounded during my escape and exhausted, and while I travelled through Ravka, I was found by his mother, a healer. She took me in and let me stay with them for a few weeks before I continued to travel to the Little Palace. I didn't know that I was staying with the Darklings family."

The General looks at you for a few seconds, nodding very slowly like he's trying to make sure your words will enter his long term memory, before he looks back at the other Grisha, jaw clenching.

"I would like to have a conversation with my... my friend. Would you please come back later for the report? Perhaps tomorrow? You must all be terribly exhausted. Eat a meal and then return to your rooms. I will call for you when I find the time."

The four leave the room slowly, all of them pausing to stare at you as if you held back some incredibly important information and deeply betrayed the team, before the General stands up and opens the door again to send the Oprichniki outside away.

As soon as the door falls back into the lock, he storms into your direction, grabbing you by your shoulders and shaking you like a ragdoll.

"Stop! What are you doing?" you yell out, trying to slap his hands away and remove yourself from his ironlike grip. "Sasha!"

Finally, he lets you go, hands mowing to run through his hair and then over his beard.

"I held a funeral for you. I held a speech as well, talked about how much I regretted never asking you to join my personal guard."

His voice is cold and accusatory, as if you betrayed him deeply. In a way, you guess you did betray him, just a bit. "I looked for you for weeks after the Drüskelle attacked our camp. Weeks." he spits, and you can't stop yourself from folding your arms in front of your chest in defence.

"Well, you should've looked harder then! I was still in Ravka for two years after faking my death!" You're fuming now, the feeling of betrayal finally taking root in your heart as well. "And why do you act as if you're the only victim here? I grieved you when I found out you passed! Shit, I grieved when I heard you left the Little Palace to find a wife! Did you spend even a single second thinking of me after my disappearance? After my funeral?"

His hands ball up into fists, and his jaw clenches so tightly you almost worry if he's gonna break a tooth. The shadows in the war room grow longer, swallowing the sunlight bit by bit.

"Of course I grieved you. I loved you, you stupid fool. A mistake on my part, clearly, since it has now been revealed that I have fallen for lies and manipulation."

Scoffing angrily, you stomp your foot on the floor like a child, immediately regretting the action. "I did not lie to you! Not until I faked my death to protect myself!"

"Protect yourself from who?"

"From you! What was I supposed to do? Reveal myself as some immortal abomination of nature? Risk that you decide that I need to be killed?"

Now it's Aleksanders' turn to scoff, his eyebrows pulling together and turning his face into an angry grimace.

"Killed? Do you truly believe I would've killed you?"

"Of course I do! You would do anything, kill anyone, to make sure the Little Palace stays safe and secure. If the king found out I was immortal, it would've changed his opinion of Grisha overall. We would be classified as a risk to his rule again. Of course you would've killed me! So I did it for you, left that life behind, and continued with the next."

Aleksander stares at you for a few seconds, clearly trying to find some fault in your words, something to twist this whole conversation to make you seem like the villain, like he didn't do the exact same thing you did.

He turns his back to you, slowly walking over to the window to stare outside. "I don't even know why I listen to a liar like you. You have betrayed me, betrayed your fellow Grisha as well. How could I ever trust a single word coming from your mouth ever again?"

Saints, how you hate this overly dramatic side of his.

Slowly turning back towards you, he looks you up and down once more, his voice dripping in false pain, the underlying coldness betraying him. "Was I even the first to touch you? The first to lay claim on you? The first you surrendered your body to?"

You almost scream when the words finally sink in. "You don't get to make accusations like this! You have no right to question my honesty, least of all in a topic like this. And how hypocritical of you! I know this is my first time faking my death but how many times have you done this? How many centuries rest on your shoulders? How many people have you dragged to your bed? Because I know you were my first and last. If there is a harlot in this room it's not me!"

An exasperated expression finds its way onto his face, but he doesn't deny your accusation. Instead, he turns back to the window, taking a few deep breaths before he spins around, crossing the room in three long steps. His large hands grab your face harshly, pulling you toward him before his lips press against yours, beard scratching slightly against your skin.

The kiss is not soft, far from it, actually. It's all spit and teeth, clearly showing off how angry and out of practice you two are, like two instruments that play in different tempos.

After a few seconds however, you both start to slow down a bit, the kiss turning softer as you both fully realize that you both are alive, that you didn't loose each other to a Drüskelle attack or the cruel passing of time. You have found each other again, and while you don't know why you're not dead, why time didn't claim you, you decide that it doesn't matter. Not while you're in the arms of the man you've missed for half a century.

The why's and how's can be answered tomorrow, after he devoured you.

"There was no one after you." he speaks after breaking the kiss, his forehead pressing against yours while he lets you breathe for a bit.

"l will not lie to you, not any more than I already have. There have been people before you, but there was no one afterwards. Not while I stayed in the palace and not afterwards. I loved you - love you - too much to move on."

His hands softly caress your cheeks before he presses a kiss on your forehead, breathing in the smell of your hair before his forehead finds yours again. "I know it's probably not particularly obvious, but I'm so glad that you're alive. I'm so, so glad to see that you didn't die."

Aleksanders arm carefully wraps around your middle before he pulls you closer to him and lifts you into the air, his other hand moving your head to rest in the space between his neck and shoulder, carefully stroking over your hair.

You wrap your own arms around him, fingers digging into the back of his black kefta as tears begin to fill your eyes. His familiar smell enters your nose and lungs, it's warmth and familiarity making you feel vulnerable in his arms.

"Sasha," you whisper, your voice wavering a bit. He hushes you softly before he begins moving, carrying you in the direction of his bedroom. "Tomorrow, milaya. We will talk tomorrow. We will fight some more, scream at each other, throw inexcusable insults at each others heads, and then we will forgive. Tonight I just want to have you. Let me have you, hold you, touch you. That's all I want right now. Let me feel your living skin under my fingertips, my love."

He drops you carefully onto the familiar dark sheets, and as you look up at him, you're reminded of the dozens of times you've laid on these sheets before today.

Finally, you nod. "Tomorrow," you echo before grabbing Aleksanders shirt and pulling him back down to let your lips meet his once more.

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Darkling Taglist: @snowkestrel

[anklesrevenge]

Medieval Team RWBY!! Ruby is a squire and man at arms in Patch, Yang is a recently appointed knight assigned to the Belladonna family, Blake is the daughter of the Marquess of Menagerie, and Weiss is the Dutchess of Atlas. They are all besties. I'll post their individual stuff if anyone wants.

[buckybarnesisdaddy]

All is well Part 6

Summary- Decorating for Christmas brings out some naughty behavior and some big milestones. The New year brings some new promises and new games.

Pairings- Bucky × Daisy!Reader, Steve x Daisy!Reader, Stucky x Daisy!Reader, Ransom × Daisy!Reader, Ari x Daisy!Reader, Jefferson x Daisy!Reader, Jake Jenson x Precious!Reader, Frank Adler x Dutchess!Reader

Rating- Explicit, 18+

Warnings- polyamorous relationships, mentions of masturbation, sex (piv), anal (f receiving & m mentioned), rimming (f&m receiving), Oral (f & m receiving), spanking, biting, edging, metal arm play, Teasing, making out, lots of sex, aftercare, mentions of Daddy & Captain kink, creampie, slight cum eating, I’m sure I forgot something big. 18+ only!!

Word count- 13.7k

Author notes- I love this chapter. Stucky is heavily hinted at but never fully written. If that’s not your thing, it will still be okay to read because it’s not too in your face. Enjoy, comments are greatly appreciated, love you all!! Also once again some of these ideas were a team effort @rainydayandmondays & @theinheriteddutchess love yall! 😉❤️ Part 5 will be coming out soon and it will be linked when it’s out!! It will take place before this chapter!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Previous.

It’s beginning to look at lot like Christmas.

You hum as you watch Bucky and Steve haul the Christmas tree inside. Ari is holding the door open and Jake is walking around singing and dancing with just about anyone he passes. You laugh as he passes by and gives you a twirl. “Oh my Jake!” You laugh loudly as he spins you.

“Gotta get everyone in the spirit, Daisy!” You laugh and twirl once more with him. Bucky and Steve laugh and Steve teases Jake.

“Watch where you put those hands, Jakey boy!” Jake laughs and clearly shows one hand in yours and the other very cautiously placed on your waist. Precious walks by Steve and bumps him with her hip as she smiles.

“Oh Steven,” Steve laughs. “You know Jakey would never dare!” Jake laughs and twirls you away in into Steve’s arms. He kisses you and rubs down your back.

“I know, I just like making Jake sweat!” Steve teases as he continues to dance with you. Jake pulls Precious into his arms and they start to dance a little, his hands are definitely lower and not as cautious now. Precious giggles and kisses Jake as they dance. Bucky sneaks behind you and kisses your shoulder before he clasps yours and Steve’s hands and lays his hand on your waist and on top of Steve’s hand as you three start to dance. Dutchess and Frank watch from the kitchen as she sips her coffee. Frank shakes his head and then smiles at Dutchess. She rolls her eyes and can’t help but smile as he pulls her close and they dance in the privacy of the kitchen. Winter watches and smiles as they spin around. Ransom grumbles as he watches the ladies and their husbands dance around. Ari watches smiling before he starts taking each women, spinning them around and then moving to the next. Ransom rolls his eyes.

“Not you too?! Aren’t you Jewish?!” Ari laughs and shrugs.

“What can I say, I like Christmas too!” Ari answers. Ransom shakes his head and crosses his arms.

“Ransom! Come help us decorate the tree!” You call out as you move from Steve and Bucky’s arms, kissing them both before inviting Ransom over.

“Uhh I’m good.” He says with a little chip on his shoulder. You shrug and take Bucky’s hand. “Okay, suit yourself.”

Frank and Steve get the tree set up, Jefferson and Ari are untangling the Christmas lights, Jake is helping Precious get all the fun Christmas decor out, Bucky is in the kitchen making Christmas cookies and hot chocolate with you, his little helper. You end up licking the spoons clean and creating a little problem for Bucky with how seductive you are being without even trying. “Okay,” Bucky lets out a breathy laugh and sigh. “Maybe you should go help out the decorations on the tree. I think they are ready.”

“Okay!” You say cheerfully as you kiss his cheek and dash off. Jake and Precious grab everyone’s attention as they dig out the mistletoe. “It’s going right here!” Jake walks over to the door leading down the hall. “Everyone has to pass under and there is no getting around it.” He smiles. “Stay safe everyone!” He teases before he grabs Precious and lays a big kiss on her. You laugh and look at Steve and wink. Jake finally comes up for air and yells over to you “And don’t even think about hogging it, Daisy.” Everyone laughs and you blush a little. Bucky leans against the frame of the doorway to the kitchen as he joins in the fun.

“Ehhh we don’t need that one.” Everyone looks at him. “I attached one to our ceiling fan over our bed so we’re set.” He winks at you and everyone laughs and some of the guys wolf whistle. Steve wraps you up in a kiss and you giggle against his lips. You overhear Jake asking Precious if he could do that too, she says they will talk later. You pretend not to see Frank grab an extra mistletoe and stuff it in his pocket before he walks down the hall.

Ransom watches all this from the kitchen table, not helping and definitely not showing how much he wants to be involved. At this point Jefferson and Ari have left, Ransom thinks it’s to go visit Jefferson’s kid but he’s not entirely sure. Winter has had enough people for the day, Ransom can’t blame him for that, so all that’s left are the ladies and their husbands. Well and Ransom. He sits back and watches as You make plans with Steve and Bucky.

“We have ice skating on Saturday.” You say.

“Why are we going again?” Bucky asks.

“Because I’m Morgan’s Godfather and Tony asked us to come and visit.” Steve slings his arm around Bucky. “So we are going.” Bucky grumbles a bit. It’s not that he doesn’t like Tony or the rest of the gang, he does. He just doesn’t want to spend his Saturday at an ice skating rink with everyone else who decided to go on the weekend. With Just his Doll and Stevie? Sure! But not with everyone else in the world. Steve sees Bucky’s displeasure and laughs. “Cheer up and maybe there will be a treat for you later.” You and Steve both smirk at Bucky and he blushes.

“Fine. What other holiday plans do we have?” Bucky asks and you go over the whole list. It sounds exhausting to Ransom but he wouldn’t mind the exhaustion if he had someone to share it with. Ransom sees Dutchess slip behind Frank and wrap her hands around his waist and kiss his back. It’s inmate yet reserved, she moves away instantly but gives Frank a little look as she does. Ransom finds himself smiling at the thought of having someone look at him that way. Jake and Precious are talking nonstop about all the presents they need to buy and who they need to get them for, Jake forgets one of Precious’ friends and she corrects him as he is writing his list. Ransom laughs to himself, he hates shopping but if he had a pretty woman on his arm he could do it. Especially if she is half as happy as all three of you are about making your plans.

“Hey Ransom,” Steve says as he walks into the kitchen. “You’re looking a little too happy over there,” He teases “wouldn’t want anyone to think you actually enjoy it here.” Ransom fake laughs and Steve pats his back as he walks by. If Ransom was honest though, he’d admit he did enjoy it here. He looked forward to his time with each of you ladies and he really didn’t mind the guys. But lately he’s been hit with a sense of loneliness. Thats when the thought hits him, he wants to be a husband.

“Shit,” he sighs and grumbles quietly. “This place is making me too soft.” He quickly looks for an exit, anyway to help him not deal with the emotions bubbling up, it’s when he spots the mistletoe. “Oh that might do the trick.” He says quietly. He thinks or just make all of this harder.

You are getting some ornaments from a box when you realize you left the hooks in the basement. You start to walk down the hall when Ransom appears in the doorway and under the mistletoe. He stops you there and just smirks as he looks up. He then shrugs “it’s the rule, Daisy Mae.” You blush at the sweet nickname and pull him in for a little peck and then you’re on your way. You didn’t think twice about it until you are on your way back to the living room and Ransom is parked right under the mistletoe, again. Shrugging and saying rules are rules, you roll your eyes and smile as you kiss him again, this time he slips his hands alongside your face and kisses you deeply, enough that you get a little lightheaded when he finally lets you go. Bucky eyes your flushed face as you walk back in and you just smile.

Precious gets a phone call and goes to take it in her room, with all the noise it as hard to hear. As she passes by Ransom takes her hand and pulls her in for a kiss. She is a little shocked at the quickness but her phone ringing loudly is what pulls her back to earth. “Hello?” She says as she walks away from Ransom and to her room. When she comes back and Ransom tries to pull her into another kiss she laughs and stops him. “Ran what are you doing?!” He kisses her and she gives his butt a smack as she walks away, smirking back at him.

Dutchess finishes up the lights over the stairwell and when she walks to the doorway she stops and looks at the progress everyone has made. “This looks great so far!” Everyone agrees and then gets back to work, she turns to go check on Winter and is met by Ransom’s chest and arms around her. “Hey chess, how’s about a little smooch for the mistletoe?” He leans in and kisses her lips. Dutchess smiles against his lips and then pulls back.

“Aww that was sweet.” She pats the side of his face and then goes to check on Winter. Frank walks by and stares him down, he doubles back and looks at Ransom.

“I’ve been meaning to ask, why do you call her Chess?” Frank crosses his arms. And Ransom smirks.

“Because it’s all calculated moves with her.” Ransom sees the anger start to build in Frank's face. Ransom calling his wife ‘calculated’. Ransom quickly explains, “Not in a bad way, Frank. So calm down. Just everything is on her terms and it’s one step after another. Also her name is Dutchess… chess is kinda in the name already.” He pats his shoulder and Frank calms down a little bit not by much. He walks away to help with the tree. When Dutchess slips back by she rubs Ransom’s back and then kisses his cheek before he can demand more.

Ransom stays there all morning, everyone one of you ladies tries to leave he demands you pay the toll. Precious when she was bringing up boxes of lights got a drive by kiss. Dutchess as she was walking by and stepped a little too close, he pulled her in and kissed her, saying those are the rules! It was funny and everyone was getting a kick out of it but then it got to be a lot. “Nope Daisy Mae, it’s the rules, you gotta give me a kiss.” You didn’t mind the first couple of time but when he stopped you on your way to the bathroom, or when you were simply chasing a run away ornament, it was a little much.

“Ugh Ransom! I just needed that ornament.”

“Then walk under the doorway, give me a kiss and then you can grab it.” You lean close and whisper.

“Are you feeling left out? Is this what all this is about?” You’re really trying to connect with him, about ready to offer him to put the star on the tree when He plays it off and laughs.

“No, I’m just getting into the Christmas spirit! You wanna get the ornament then you gotta kiss me. Since I’m under the mistletoe and all.” He smirks and leans against the frame. You look at Bucky and he looks at Steve, Steve nods and Bucky shrugs. They play rock, paper, scissors and Bucky looses. Steve pats him on the back and walks straight to Ransom bends down and grabs the ornament. He then grabs Ransom’s face and kisses him and it is not a little peck either. Ransom pushes him away and just glares at him as Bucky shrugs.

“Like you said, it’s the rules.” He walks away and everyone giggles and smiles as Ransom looks pissed. Jake walks up to him and stands next to him.

“What are you looking at, puppy?” He snaps.

“Ransom!” Precious says.

“Well I needed to use the bathroom and I know I need to pay the toll, so.” He puckers up and Ransom walks away grumbling. Everyone laughs and calls Ransom back, he turns around and you pull him into your arms.

“Oh Ransom we are just messing with you! It’s how you know people love you, when they mess with you a little. If we didn’t we’d let you walk away and pout. Now come help us with the tree. Bucky will make some of his hot chocolate for you.” Bucky nods and pats his shoulder as he walks by on his way to the kitchen.

“Fine.” He agrees and pouts as he walks into the living room to help. He begrudgingly puts ornaments up and rolls his eyes at Jake’s exuberance when his favorite Christmas songs come on. But you can tell the little glint in his eyes is because you invited him to join you all. Ransom continues to help set up the tree, it is 12 feet and it really is a group affair to get it set up and decorated. Once it’s done you step back with and look at it, it’s perfect. Green and red with silver all around.

“Dutchess put the star on last year so now it’s Daisy’s turn.” Frank says as he hands the star over to you.

“Thank you, Frank.” You thank him and then look at Bucky and Steve. “I’m gonna need help up there.” They both laugh and lean down so you can climb on their shoulders standing tall and praying you don’t take the tree down like you did the last time it was your turn. You reach and you’re still not tall enough, you sigh and pat their heads. “I can’t reach. I’m still too short.” They bring you down and you hand the star to Precious, “You’re a little taller, maybe they can get you up there.” Precious sees your disappointment.

“Nope it is your turn and the boy will just have to stand on,” she looks around sees what she was looking for. “This!” She pulls the coffee table from the corner of the room. It was shoved there in all the decorating. “This should work!”

Bucky and Steve look at one another. “I think you just want us to stand on here so when it breaks we have to buy the house a new coffee table.” Steve says and Precious laughs.

“No! Come on you two will be fine!” The boys climb up there and you magically climb up on their shoulders. You lean over and place the star perfectly. Climbing back down you kiss your husbands and hug your friend.

“Thank you, Precious.” Right as you pull back the boys step off the table and it collapses and breaks. You look at Precious and then Dutchess. “We will buy the new table.” You shrugs and they both laugh.

“Good! Here I have this one marked.” Dutchess hands you her phone and shows you the Amazon page she has pulled up. You shake your head and laugh.

“You two really were planning this, huh?!” You tease.

“No!” Precious exclaims. And then she smiles and shrugs. “I mean no one has used it since the whipped cream incident-” Bucky groans and Steve laughs.

“We cleaned it off-” Bucky sighs. “No one was suppose to be home- it was my birthday!!”

“We know,” Jake steps in. “We just can’t sit in here and use it without picturing what we saw. So if we got a new one then there would be no memories attached to it!” Jake smiles and explains in his normal peppy way. You are blushing and just agree.

“Okay we will get a new one! Let’s stop talking about it.” You say.

“About what?” Ransom asks. Everyone looks Ransom and then at you. Bucky shrugs.

“It’s up to you, Doll.” Bucky pulls you closer as you look at Ransom. You look at Bucky and you can tell what he’s trying to say. You’ve been talking a lot lately about make sure to include Ransom in things and to not make him feel left out. This is a perfect opportunity, especially given even Hydra Cap knows about this because it was brought up as an ice breaker once he was here. You sigh and shake your head.

“It was Bucky’s birthday and no one was supposed to be home for the night.” You glare at everyone and they snicker and hide their faces. “Bucky, Steve and I decided to have sex on the coffee table. That’s it!” You say and cross your arms. Ransom feels off at hearing that but he smiles anyway and looks at the others who are clearly hiding more of the story.

“Well that can’t be it. There has to be more because you run outside naked with Jefferson and the whole house can see and hear you. So? What else?” Ransom steps closer, wanting to know everything, hating being on the outside and not knowing something about you. Bucky can see the slight jealousy behind his eyes. Intrigued by what all you’ve done but mad it wasn’t with him. Bucky squeezes your shoulder in reassurance and you groan.

“And we had whipped cream and syrup and it was super sticky and messy and well it left behind some accidental pictures.” You explain. Ransom smirks motions for you to continue, this is too painful so you might as well get on with it. “And while we were cleaning up they all came home early so we had to rush.” You glare again and Precious and Dutchess just smile as they hide their laughter. “So we ran back to our room and left the coffee table as best we could for the night. The morning came and it turns out that there was a perfect outline of my breast and how spread apart my thighs were and you could even see the outline of Bucky’s balls because he was fucking me from behind. Okay?! Happy!” You look at everyone and they are all laughing, it’s in good fun and you know they aren’t being mean. Lord knows they all have had their fair share of sex mishaps. Yours just made a pretty picture that Jake then had framed as a gag gift for Steve’s birthday. Ransom’s jaw is a little tight. Making sex paintings out of chocolate and whipped cream?! How come he’s never thought of that! Maybe he can convince you to do it again. Still he makes himself laugh and he nod, then a thought hits Ransom.

“Well, Steve where were you in all this?” Ransom asks and Steve smirks. Steve moves in closer to you and Bucky, he’s actually kinda behind Bucky when he says.

“I was there, I was standing up though and wasn’t touching the table.” Ransom’s eyebrows scrunch together, he looks at how the three of you are settled. You leaning back into Bucky’s arms, Steve standing behind Bucky… that’s when it hits him. Bucky’s always been a little cocky and ready to show his strength, wonder what this will do to that so called strength.

“Oh! Well, damn Bucky I didn’t take you for a bottom.” Ransom teases and stares at Bucky, challenging him. For once you don’t notice and you just blush. Everyone laughs or just gasps. Bucky knows Ransoms just trying to get a rise out of him. Hearing about the fun he’s had with you is probably riling him up. Bucky takes the high road and decides to try and teach a lesson, although all he really wants to do is make a joke about how Ransom isn’t his type so his sexual position wouldn’t matter with him.

“I’m not actually. I’m a switch leaning top.” Bucky says. “Since we are getting into specifics.”

“Oh really? Huh, interesting.” Ransom says. Bucky nods, not affected at all by Ransom’s jab. Steve perfectly and discreetly gives everyone a little nod and they all disperse without Ransom suspecting anything. It’s just Bucky, Ransom, You and Steve. So Bucky continues his little lesson, hoping Ransom will catch onto his analogy.

“Seeing as you want to talk about sexual hierarchy I feel I should let you in on a little secret I learned a long time ago. A good top knows when to bottom. They know when to let others take care of them.” Ransom is about to interrupt Bucky, confused as to why Bucky is talking about his sexual experience to him. But Bucky puts an hand out and Ransom stays quiet. “And for my birthday my two, sweet as honey, switch leaning bottoms wanted to treat me, so I let them. It was amazing and we are closer for it.” Ransom’s face softens as he realizes what Bucky is saying. It’s not about sex at all, not really. “Letting that happen doesn't make me less of a man, that doesn’t make me weak, and it sure as hell doesn’t make me any less of who I am.” Ransom’s standoff body posture drops. “I let go and allowed them in and they didn’t disappoint.” He looks at you both, you blush and Steve smiles. “We are all letting you in, Ransom. You don’t have to be involved if you don’t want to but stop trying to hurt us when we let you in. And in turn, let us in. We will do our best to not disappoint you. We are different than how your family is, Ransom. Give us a chance to prove it.” Bucky walks closer and gives his shoulder a squeeze. “Now I believe I have some Hot chocolate ready for us all. And I promise I won’t try and kiss you as we go through the doorway later.” Ransom lightly laughs and shifts a little. He walks with Bucky into the kitchen and you and Steve follow behind.

Ransom gets his hot chocolate before everyone else piles into the kitchen and gets their own. The music still plays in the background and like scene from a movie the sky opens up and starts snowing. “Oh look!” You almost squeal and hop up out of Steve’s lap. You rush over to the window and peer out as the snow begins to fall quicker.

“Good thing Steve just did a grocery run.” Dutchess says as she takes a sip of Franks hot chocolate. He gives her a little get your own look but then smirks and lets her have the rest.

“No kidding, it’s really coming down out there!” Precious says as she leans against Jake. They all see you turn around and look at Bucky. He blushes slightly and then smirks as he walks over, pulling you into his arms.

“Oh no, everyone close your blinds tonight. Looks like Daisy and Bucky are gonna be naked dancing outside after bedtime.” Jake teases and you giggle and turn to kiss Bucky’s cheek.

“Can’t help that we are fun and adventurous.” Bucky jokes.

“I’m just glad we live way out here with no neighbors.” Steve says as he stands up and joins you two by the window. “Even Andy wouldn’t be able to help you two out of all the ‘indecent exposure’ charges you’d rack up if we lived anywhere else.” Steve kisses your neck and you smile and hum at the feeling.

“And you’d be right there with us, Mr. America’s Ass.” Bucky and you tease and everyone laughs and agrees.

“Yeah, you’re just as bad Stevie!” She says as a tease. You and Bucky laugh. “I didn’t need to know that your ass is that white.” Precious teases once more before she sips her hot chocolate. Everyone laughs, you giggle and give Steve’s ass a squeeze.

“Well, why are you lookin’, Precious?” Steve says with his Brooklyn accent slipping and speaking a little lower, a little more sultry. Precious laughs, seemingly not affected by Steve’s tone in the slightest, although you definitely are. Jake can tell though the tiniest bit of blush spread across her cheeks. If he wasn’t so close he would have missed it, no one else noticed but he definitely did.

“Yeah, Precious. Why were you looking?” His voice deep and a little authoritative. Precious gulps at the tone of his voice, throat a little dry. She blushes and then quickly pulls herself together.

“I needed some fresh air one night after Jake and I had finished 3 hours of tantric-,” she clears her throat, “anyway- when I opened my blinds and window I saw what I thought was the moon, but it was much closer and brighter than I expected. Turned out it was just Steve’s pasty, white ass.” Precious smiles having regained her composure even though Jake is even closer now and making sure she feels every inch him pressing against her.

“Oh I remember that night!” You says happily. “You missed the good part if Stevie’s ass was still white.” You tease and Steve blushes bright red. Bucky laughs and teases Steve some more as well.

“Yeah, we really turned his ass into the America flag that night.” Bucky smiles and you two high five, perfectly in sync. You didn’t even have to look at one another. Everyone, even Ransom is laughing.

“If the way Steve is looking at you two means anything it seems like your asses will be resembling the America flag tonight.” Ransom jokes and everyone busts out laughing. Not expecting him to join and definitely not expecting him to actually make a funny joke instead of a mean one. Steve laughs and nods.

“Very observant, Ransom!” Steve says. “And you are 100% right. So if Bucky and Daisy are wincing when they sit down tomorrow just know it’s because their asses are very patriotic.” Ransom laughs and you giggle and kiss Steve’s cheek.

“Ehhh we will see about that.” You alway have a way of getting out of your punishments. Steve is easy to break. When Bucky sets a punishment it will be followed through with. Most would think that it’s the other way around but it’s because Bucky is so soft and lenient with everything else, he doesn’t budge when it comes to punishment. And Steve is just the opposite. “Anyway, yes unless you want a free show,” you point at all of them. Frank shakes his head and crosses his arms. Jake is basically undressing Precious where she stands, and Ransom is gazing at you with pleading eyes, like he is asking for an invitation. “Close your blinds!” You shrug, “or don’t.” You wink at Ransom and he blushes. He quickly takes a sip of his hot chocolate to cover his face just a little. Ari comes walking in with Jefferson and they both settled at the table.

“So what did we miss?” Ari asks. Ransom stands up and smirks.

“Free show in the Backyard after dark. The cast? The lovey Daisy Mae and her boy toys.” Ransom smiles and winks at you. Ari and Jefferson nod and then look at one another as they play along.

“Well shit, did I miss the dress rehearsal?” Jefferson says.

“Yeah I must not be cast in this particular production. Maybe the next show.” Ari says and everyone laughs. Past everyone crowded

In the kitchen you see Winter lean against the doorframe. You smile and he shyly smiles back. You catch Dutchess gaze and lead her eyes to Winter standing alone. She mouths a quiet thank you and then slips away with him down the hall and to their room. Frank soon follows.

Jake takes this moment now that people are starting to disperse. “Hey Precious, come with me for a moment.” He puts his arm over her shoulder and walks her to their bedroom, the closing of the door is loud but not angry. You laugh and look at Steve.

“Look at you, your ass getting everyone in trouble these days.” You tease and Steve laughs loudly.

“What can I say, it’s a great ass.” Steve smirks as he sits back down in his chair, pulling you with him. You hum against his lips as you lean in for a kiss.

“That it is.” You kiss him. Steve looks at Bucky and Bucky laughs.

“You know it’s a great ass, stop fishing for compliments.” Bucky jokes.

Despite the jokes you and Bucky don’t end up outside in the snow having crazy sex. Mainly because it started sleeting and then hailing and then snowing a full blizzard. So instead you end up snuggled between your two men on the couch as you watch White Christmas. You see Ransom standing in the doorway of the living room. Without saying a word you move Bucky to be between you and Steve, something he protests a little bit does once you give him your puppy dog eyes. You lay down and pat the couch and Ransom shuffles in, climbing next to you. Bucky scoots closer and you lay your head against his chest and in the crook of his neck. While Ransom lays his head in your lap, Steve cuddles beside Bucky and rests his head on Bucky’s shoulder. You hum in approval and press play on the movie. You start rubbing Ransom’s back out of habit, it’s what you do with Bucky and Steve, even Jefferson and Ari love it. So when Ransom pulls your hand away you are a little taken aback, you have to remind yourself that you are both still learning each other and he may not like that. Before you can apologize you realize he never let go of your hand, he is just moving it to his hair. You get the hint and smile to yourself, pushing away the tears that were forming from what you thought was his rejection of your touch. Curse your sensitive soul. You kiss behind his ear and whisper. “Okay, Ransom.” He settles more in you lap and that lets you know he appreciates your willingness to do something special for him. About halfway through the movie you notice that Steve is asleep on Bucky’s shoulder and Ransom is asleep in your lap, you playing with his hair put him to sleep pretty quickly. Bucky nudges your shoulder and smirks.

“We can’t.” You whisper. “He will wake up the minute I move. And Stevie will wake up when you move.” Bucky leans his head back and sigh. Despite your antics this morning and all the teasing about your sexual activity with your boys, you’ve been laying low these past couple weeks. In fact the last time you and Bucky had time alone was 3 weeks ago. Stevie? About just as long.

“Well we have to move to the bedroom anyway, let’s wake em up and then go to bed. Huh?!” Bucky leans in and kisses you. You smile and bring your hand to his face. You pat his cheek and agree.

“Okay, you take Stevie and head to bed. I need to talk to Ransom some, spend a few moments with him. I can’t promise anything but we will see once we get in bed, okay?” Bucky smiles and nods.

“Sounds perfect to me!” He kisses you and you whimper at his taste.

“I do miss you.” You say as you rub your thumb over his lips.

“I’m right here, baby girl.” He kisses your palm and then turns to Steve. “Hey Stevie, gotta head to bed.” Steve groans and sits up. His sleepy face is so cute, you lean over and kiss him. Bucky lightly laughs and ruffles Steve’s hair. “Come on bud, I’ll help you up.” Bucky pulls Steve up and Steve leans his head against Bucky’s shoulder as they walk to the bedroom. Once they are gone you start to wake Ransom.

“Ransom,” You rub his back and he hums as he starts to wake up. “I know, I’m sorry but the movie is over and we have to head to bed.” Ransom sits up and wipes the sleep from his eyes. “Hey sleepy,” you tease and Ransom gives you a sleepy smile.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep.” He looks around.

“It’s okay, Ransom.” You pull him back to the couch. “Let’s talk for a minute.” Ransom sits down and looks at you, the softness in your eyes and the gentleness in your touch. He can’t help it, he leans in and kisses you.

“Mmhmm Ransom,” he kisses you again and pulls you into his arms.

“Please, Daisy Mae. Do I have to ask?” He pleads with you. “I need-“

“Shhhh all I need is a simple ‘why’. Is it because you’re Lonely? Needy? Feeling frisky?” Ransom gently smiles. “Why?”

“Because I need to feel, Daisy Mae.” You look into his eyes and see the tears brimming. “You make me feel.” Ransom admits.

“Feel what? I want you to be specific.” You say as you straddle his lap and rub your hands up and down his chest. Ransom groans and sighs as he leans his head back against the couch. You wait, patiently. You know he will either open up or just call it quits and walk away.

“You make me feel like I want to-“ he stops. How can he admit to you that he wants to belong to someone? That he wants someone to look at him the way you look at Steve and Bucky or the way Precious looks at Jake and how Dutchess looks at Frank and Winter. How can he admit that? He sees your softness. He wants to tell you, today awoke something inside him, something he didn’t know he wanted and here he is about to admit it to you. He opens his mouth to speak and instead what comes out is, “You make me feel wanted.” The confession surprises him. It wasn’t what he wanted to say and it wasn’t what you were expecting.

“Oh Ran,” you lean forward and kiss him, taking his face in your hands and slowly moving your hips against his. He moans against your mouth. You pull back and rest your forehead on his and smile down at him. “You are wanted, Ransom.” You look over his face and let your hands drift back to his hair. “We said yes to you being here because we wanted you. We said yes to you joining our family because we wanted you.” You lean forward to kiss him, it’s a barely there kiss but it causes his breath to catch. “You were invited into my bed because I wanted you. And I still do.” You kiss him again. “You’d be surprised how many people in this house have actually grown to care about you. You are wanted,” you place a kiss on one cheek. “and you are loved, Ransom.” You place a kiss on the other. “Even when you’re mean and quippy,” Ransom smiles and laughs. You rub his chest and smile down at him.

“You don’t love me, Daisy Mae. I’m just a brat that you can tame.” Ransom lets out a sad laugh. “Not even my own family loved me, Daisy. I appreciate the sentiment but you don’t have to lie to me to make me feel better.” Ransom lays his head back and you sit a little heavier in his lap, wondering how you can get him to believe you. An idea comes.

“Well, do you believe that I love Steve and Bucky?” Ransom nods, “And do you believe that they love me?”

“Of course I do.” Ransom answers, starting to get frustrated with this line of questioning.

“Okay, good!” You stand from his lap and he reaches out to catch your hand, not wanting to lose your touch. “Now, I want you to stand up and follow me.”

“Yes ma’am, Daisy Mae.” He says as he stands and follows you, the sweetness returning to his voice and the emotion that was there before almost forgotten. “Where are we going?” Ransom asks as you two stroll down the hall.

“You are going to spend the week with me and my boys.” You say as you open the bedroom door.

“And why would I do that?” Ransom asks, crossing his arms and staring into the room. “Not that I’m opposed to a whole week with just you.” He smirks. You smile and pull him close and kiss him sweetly.

“Go to your room, make sure it’s clean, and think about what you want, Ransom. You are wanted and loved, no matter what you believe or what you’ve been told. Give us a chance to show you.” You pat his cheek and he sighs and nods.

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“Absolutely not.” Bucky says as he crosses his arms.

“So he’s just gonna be here. Like leering in the corner and watching our lives?” Steve asks. He pulls you into his lap where he sits on the bed.

“No! Look he thinks no one loves him. He literally told me, ‘you don’t love me, I’m just a brat you can tame.’ That’s what he thinks of me- of us!” You sink into Steve’s arms. “I want him to see that I do love him. It’s not the same as the love I have for you two, but I do love him and I want him to feel loved. I want him to belong.” You rest your head against Steve’s chest and he sighs. He looks at Bucky who grumbles and sighs.

“Fine I guess. But he is sleeping on an air mattress!” You laugh and shake your head. “Yes he is. This bed is big but not that big and he hogs the blankets. Also I only have room for one man in my bed and that’s Stevie.” You look up at Steve who is blushing slightly but also agreeing and looking at you.

“It would be small for 4 people, Daisy.” You roll your eyes and agree.*

“Fine, but I’ll be on the air mattress with him.” You stick out your tongue and Bucky lunges forward and kisses you, capturing your tongue and all. You giggle and he spanks you.

“Just keep at it, baby girl.” Bucky smirks.

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Ransom sits in his room staring at the wall, your words ringing in his mind. ‘Give us a chance to show you.’ He stands up and starts pacing, hands on hips and just talking to himself. “Show me what?? That eventually your words will fall short? No thanks.” He grumbles and crosses his arms over his chest. “I’ve been let down enough.” A sense of longing washes over Ransom for the second time in one day. Ransom feels something dripping down his face. He wipes it away and realizes he is crying. “Shit.” He says as he leans against the wall and slides down as he starts to sob, clinging to himself.

“I’ve been let down enough.” He quietly repeats, tears streaming down his face.

After about 15 minutes he knows you are gonna come looking for him. “She can’t see me like this” he says as he stands up and heads to the bathroom. He splashes water on his face and gets ready for bed. Stripping down to nothing he crawls in bed and waits.

Bucky lays on the bed and sighs loudly. “Wasn’t he supposed to be up here by now? I’m tired and I want to go to bed.”

Steve lightly laughs and ruffles Bucky’s hair.

“Go to sleep, grumpy. We will stay up.” Steve points to you and him.

“I’m gonna go check on him.” You stand up and leave the room and quietly slip down the stairs.

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“Ransom?” You call out as knock on the door. It opens quickly and you see a naked Ransom standing before you.

“Daisy Mae,” he says as he eyes you up and down. You are taken aback.

“Ransom? I thought-”

“Oh you thought I was actually gonna come back upstairs? To join your little family and see ‘real love in action?’ No thanks. I was a little worked up after your teasing so I rubbed one out and was just about to fall asleep. Unless of course you want to join me?” His smug expression hurts. You thought the two of you had made progress, but here he is building that wall again. You can still see the tear stains along his cheeks. You simply nod and lean forward, you take his face in your hands and gently kiss his lips.

“Goodnight Ransom, maybe another night.” You say to his offer. Turning and heading back up the stairs you can feel his hesitation as it floats in the air. All Ransom wants is to reach out and stop you, apologize and pray you forgive him. But instead he says.

“Night, Daisy Mae.” His voice is small and sounds about on the verge of breaking. He quickly shuts the door and lays down in bed again, clinging to himself and drifting off to sleep as the silent tears fall fromHis eyes.

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You sigh as you walk up the stairs. Shuffling to the bedroom, you open the door and see Steve sitting up in bed, drawing. Bucky lays beside him reading. They both look up and see your fallen face. “Daisy? What’s wrong?” Steve asks as he puts his sketch pad down.

“Come here baby.” Bucky says as he lays his books down and throws the covers back. “Come talk to us.” He says. You shake your head and start to cry a little. You move to the air mattress and grab one of Bucky’s hidden knives from under the bed. You stab the mattress and then toss the knife on the dresser before crawling between the two men. Bucky and Steve stare at one another, a little shocked.

“What did he do, Daisy?” Bucky asks calmly.

“He didn’t do anything different than what he’s done the past 9 months. But-“ you sniffle. “We had a nice talk before I came to the bedroom and then I sent him downstairs to think and-“ you burry your head in Steve’s chest as you pulls Bucky closer behind you. “He just can’t let people in, not really. He has moments where he softens and starts to let me in and then he slams the metaphorical door in my face.” You pout a little and snuggle closer to both men. “This time it just stung a little more than before.” Bucky kisses your head and Steve rubs your back. Bucky sees the look in Steve’s eyes and he knows what’s about to happen.

“Okay, Daisy girl.” He sits you up and hands you to Bucky. “I’m gonna go get you some hot chocolate. Huh?” You nod and sniffle. “Okay, I’ll be right back baby.” He kisses you gets up to leave. Bucky sees Steve turn towards the basement before he shuts the door.

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Contrary to popular belief, Steve is pretty lax in his personal life, especially with You. He will defend you to the death but he also knows you are tough enough to fight your own battles. Bucky doesn’t hesitate to “put you behind him and fight your battle for you.” You don’t mind either approach and you appreciate it in different ways. But Ransom has crossed a line now and Steve won’t have it. When Ransom opens his door and sees it’s Steve, alone? Ransom is a little worried.

“Steve-“ Ransom starts.

“My wife isn’t your punching bag. You want to open up and have heart to hearts with her? That’s fine. But after the fact when you push her aside like you didn’t just cry on her shoulder?! I’m not having that.” Steve moves into the doorway and Ransom backs up a little.

“Like you have a say-“ Ransom starts and Steve stops him.

“I do. I know you think that us Husbands are just some cucks who can’t tell our wives ‘no’ when it comes to who they sleep with, but that’s nowhere near the case. Daisy and I decided to bring Bucky in. Daisy and I decided to let you in.”

“So Bucky had no say-“ Ransom tries to interrupt, tries to get a verbal punch in but Steve is quicker.

“No he does, he did, but in your situation he wasn’t a husband yet. So letting you in was still something that Daisy and I decided within our marriage. Now Bucky has a say. And we are both close to suggesting to Daisy that maybe she needs a break from you. She cares so deeply that she gets invested and it hurts her, Ransom.” Steve explains.

“Yeah, that’s what she has 5 different men in Rotation-“ Ransom quips, taking a jab at you. Steve’s had enough. He corners Ransom against the wall.

“I don’t want to hurt you Ransom but to protect Daisy’s honor, I will.” He glares at Ransom who gulps and Steve can tell is starting to crumble. “She ‘has 5 men’ because of how deeply she cares. She doesn’t just sleep with Jefferson, she helps him with his daughter and currently she is helping with his custody hearing. She doesn’t just sleep with Ari, she is a sounding board for him when he can’t sleep. When all the horrors he’s seen are too much, she is there to help him back from the edge. She doesn’t just sleep with you, you idiot. She is currently trying to get you to see how loved you are. How regardless of what your family told you, you are valuable, you are not a screw up, and you are able to let people in. Love and relationships are give and take and I am sorry that all your family did was take from you. But I will be damed if I let you ‘take’ from my wife. I don’t care if you ever have a big redemption moment but you sure as hell will start treating My Wife with the respect she deserves. And a part of that is not treating her Iike and object for your pleasure.” Steve stares at Ransom for a moment. “Are we understood?” He steps back and lets Ransom go.

“Yes.” Ransom answers. And for once it’s not a grumble, it’s not with an eye roll, it’s a genuine answer. “Steve I’m sorry, I don’t know why-“ he stops, he doesn’t know why but he does. He takes a breath and pushes through. “I don’t know why I do this.” Steve nods and squeezes his shoulder.

“You don’t have to know why, Ransom. You just have to start to do better. A little at a time. I am under no impression that you are gonna be perfect. In fact I fully expect to have a similar conversation in a couple months.” They both laugh a little and then they get serious again. “But it will not be about how you disrespect my wife. Will it.”

Ransom shakes his head.

“No, it won’t.” Ransom says, “And Steve I- I don’t disrespect her- i don’t mean to if I do. I actually respect the hell out of her. She just- she pushes me to be better and my initial reaction is to-“

“I know Ransom. I know.” Steve nods and they sit there for a moment. “Okay, I’m gonna go.” Steve goes to leave and turns back around. “And Ransom, just a tactical warning. Sleeping completely naked is not the best way to keep yourself safe in the case of an attack. You’d never want to end up in a fight with your junk hanging out.” Ransom sighs and looks down at his naked body. “Just a thought.” Steve says as he leaves and shuts the door behind him.

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Steve returns to the bedroom with hot chocolate in hand. You sit up and wipe your tears as Steve discreetly nods to Bucky. Bucky nods back, knowing Steve did what needed to be done. “Hey Daisy girl. Here is some hot chocolate for you. How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine, just a little sad.” You take a sip. “You were gone for a while.” You say and Steve smiles.

“Yeah, the hot chocolate was cold, needed to heat it up. Then it was too hot so I had to get some milk- it was a whole process.” You nod and kiss his cheek.

“Well thank you.” You take another sip. “And what did you say to Ransom?” You look at him over your cup. Steve gently smiles and takes the cup from you, kissing your forehead and laying back.

“You know me too well, Daisy.” Steve says as he looks up at you, arm places behind his head and his legs spread out. You squeeze his thighs, urging him to tell you what happened. “Okay, okay,” he laughs and pulls you on top of him. “I told him that he has to start respecting my wife more or else he won’t be seeing my wife.” Bucky hums in agreement, having picked up his book again.

“Steve Rogers-“ you are about to scold him when he flips you over and pins you bellow him, his hips grinding against yours as he kisses up your neck and whispers.

“You are my wife and my job is to protect and care for you.” He kisses the other side of your neck. “He was disrespecting you and he made you cry. So we had a talk.” He nibbles along your jawline as he slips his hands up your shirt, drawing patterns on your skin. “I made sure he knows,” he palms your breast over your bra and moves to kiss along your collarbone. “That you are my wife,” he leaves a love bite on your shoulder. “That you are Bucky’s wife,” he licks up your neck as he grinds his hips against you, feeling him harden at his words and actions. “And that you will be treated as such.” He captures your lips in a kiss. You moan into his mouth as your hands move up his back, feeling his muscles move beneath your fingers. “You may be his girlfriend,” Steve says as he moves his hand down your body to the front of your pants.

“You may be his lover.” Bucky says as he moves you kiss up your neck and nibble on your ear. Steve teases you through your panties looks up to meet your gaze as Bucky slips his hand down your shirt and gropes your breast.

“But you are our Wife.” They both growl at you, possessive and all consuming.

“Yes, I’m yours!” You whimper breathlessly, clinging to them both. “Please?! Remind me-”Steve quiets you as he kiss your lips. Bucky kisses your neck before getting up from the bed. Steve pulls back and leaves you breathless and whining. They both stand straight up and rip off their shirts and rid themselves of their pants. Standing firm at the end of the bed and hard in their boxer briefs, their gaze and desire for you lights a fire of need, desperate and needy. You climb up to your knees and strip off your shirt and go to remove your bra but they stop you.

“No,” Steve says. “You won’t move a finger tonight.” Steve climbs on the bed and pulls you close. He tilts your head up to look at him.

“I love you, Daisy.” He kisses you and lays you back.

“Let us show you how much we love you, Baby girl.” Bucky says as he moves to your side. Moving a bra strap off your shoulder and kissing along the mark left in its absence.

You whimper as Bucky licks across the love bites Steve left moments ago.

“Bucky” you say Breathlessly.

“I know, Baby girl.” Bucky says as he kisses you. He looks at Steve who leans forward and kisses you before pulling back to talk to Bucky.

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They share a look and instantly know how this is going to go, completely in sync and making sure you are never left untouched. Bucky moves behind you and pulls you between his legs. You lean back into his embrace as Steve lays and settles between your legs. He pulls your shorts off and settles back down, making his way up your lower body. Kissing up your thighs as he massages your calves, Bucky unhooks your bra and tosses it off to the side. His hands instantly replace your bra and he rubs and pinches both nipples as he kisses and tongues along your neck. Lavishing kisses and licks along the sweet spot on your neck. Steve smiles against your skin as he feels the goosebumps appear along your body. Steve kisses your clothed center and teases your entrance through your panties. “So good baby” Steve mutters against you.

“Stevie- please?!” You beg. He removes your panties and tosses them with the rest of the discarded clothes.

“I’ve got you, Daisy.” Steve says before he leans forward and licks you from ass to clit. Your eyes roll back and your legs fall open more. Bucky chuckles against your neck and whispers dirty, sweet nothings in your ear as Steve devours you.

“I know that feels good. Stevie eating that sweet pussy, making you ache. Huh?!” You nod. “Stevie’s gonna have his fill and then it will be my turn. We’re gonna treat you so right Baby girl. You’d like that? Huh?!”

“Yes,” you moan. “Please Daddy?!”

Bucky growls low and captures your lips in a kiss as Steve spreads you open more, eating you out and slurping up your juices.

“This is supposed to be sweet and you want Daddy and Captain to come out and play?!” Bucky asks as he presses Steve’s head against yours harder.

“Yes!!” You cry, Steve pulls off and smirks up at you, his beard wet from you.

“You haven’t even cum yet Daisy and you’re dripping!” You whimper and nod. “Mmhmm fuck!” Steve shouts as he looks at your pussy, clenching around nothing. “And as much as I’d like to go all ‘Captain’ on you tonight, that’s not what this is. I want to dote on you all night. Make you a whining and dripping mess from how blissed out you are and you are begging for your husbands to stop giving you orgasm after orgasm.” Steve kisses you, shoving his tongue in your mouth and claiming you once more. “How does that sound.” He smirks.

“Yes, Stevie. Please?!” You follow him up from Bucky’s lap and kiss him again. Throwing your arms around his neck and pressing your bare chest against his. Bucky boxes you in from behind and you whimper when his hands slip down your body, teasing your entrance before slipping two of his metal fingers inside. He curls them in the perfect spot bringing you close to the edge right then and there. “Oh Buck- Bucky!?! Mmhmmm yes!!” When he pulls his fingers from you, you whimper and cling to Steve while pushing your hips back to Bucky.

“I know, baby girl. Lay down and let Stevie get his fill.”

“Okay,” you whimper and Bucky smiles and kisses your cheek as he pulls you back between his legs. His hard cock pressed against your back and teasing you even more.

“Mmhmm wait!” You flip over on your belly and pull your knees under you. You scoot closer to Bucky and rest your head in the crook of his thigh. Pulling Bucky out of his boxers and taking him in your hand. “Okay, now go.” You smile. Steve and Bucky laugh.

“But poor Stevie! He isn’t getting anything!”

Bucky says. You give his tip kitten licks and he moans as his head falls back. “Ehhh never mind, Stevie will get his turn in a minute.” You giggle as you take his tip in your mouth and twirl your tongue around. “Mmhmm so good.” You smile up at him and Bucky about melts. “Tonight’s about you baby girl.” He moans and you start stroking him while you lick and suck his balls.

“I know, and I want to suck you off while I cum on Stevie’s face. Either of you have an issue with that?” You ask and look back at Steve he smirks and his answer is him leaning down and eating you out from behind. He spreads your cheeks as you slip Bucky in your mouth, he slips a finger inside side your pussy with no warning. You moan around Bucky and he fights the urge to shove your head down on his length. Steve plants a kiss against your ass cheeks and that’s the only warning your get before he is eating your ass as he fingers your pussy. He reaches forward and starts rubbing your clit as he curls his fingers against your sweet spot and you see stars.

“Oh Stevie!!” You scream as you pull off Bucky. You take your hand and start jerking him off as you gasp and try to catch your breath. “Yes!! Right there baby! Mmhmm fffuuuckkk!!” You scream as you squirt on Steve’s face and he keeps going. Your walls are clenching around his fingers as he keeps fucking you. Licking at your rim and moaning against your ass, Steve pushes his tongue against the muscle and it slowly starts to give way to him. Your eyes roll back as you feel the start of the stretch. “Mmhmm Stevie!!”

“You’re doing so well baby girl.” Bucky praise, bringing your attention back to him. You take him in your mouth and start bobbing your head up and down. Sucking him off just the way he likes. “Oh rr- right tthere- yyyeess!” Bucky moans as you tongue at his tip and his eyes roll back. You meet his gaze and nod as you grip his thighs. “You sure?” You nod. Bucky gathers your hair in his hands and places his hands on the back of your head, he then proceeds to fuck your face as Steve brings you over the edge again. “Yesyesyesyes!!! Fuck I’m gonna cum,baby girl!” That’s all the warning you get before Bucky is cumming down your throat. His taste is what sends you into bliss, squirting again and pushing back, riding Steve’s face. You are blissed out and are being moved around before you know it. Steve is kissing up your body, he tastes like you. Bucky is behind you, rubbing your arms and down your thighs. Steve kisses your forehead and waits for you to come down.

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“Hey,” he says and you giggle.

“Hi, wow that was a big one.” You joke.

“Yeah it was.” Bucky laughs and kisses you.

“Still more to come, you ready?” Steve asks and you nod. “Where do you want us?” You think for a minute and then look at them both.

“Bucky behind me, Stevie in front. I want you both to prep me though.” You say as you sit up. Steve smiles and kisses you.

“I’ll grab the lube.” Bucky offers as he climbs off the bed.

“Condoms?” Steve asks. You gently smile and shake your head. “You sure?” You nod.

“Okay, I mean it was a silly question cause we never use them anyway Nd you’re on Birth control but I still thought I’d ask.” You laugh and kiss him while you wait on Bucky.

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You find yourself on your belly again, ass in the air. Bucky is behind you and he is lubing up his fingers you look and see Steve laying back and watching. You smile and beckon him over. “You have zero refractory period, both of you.” Bucky and Steve smirk and blush. Bucky smacks your ass and you moan as you push back against him. “So get over here and give my mouth something to do while Bucky stretches me open. You’ll be hard again the minute you cum.” Steve laughs and agrees with a shrug. He sits on the bed and you position yourself the same way as before. You slowly suck Steve off as Bucky gently pushes a finger against your rim until the muscle finally gives in to the pressure. “Oh Bucky,” you whimper. Steve plays with your hair and the works you up and down his length as Bucky slips in another finger.

“Opening up so well, baby girl. Fuck, look at that and so tight!” He groans as he starts to scissor his fingers open.

“Yyyyeeesss!!!” Steve moans as you take him in, his tip hitting the back of your throat. You swallow a couple times and as you do you takes your fingers and wet them with some of the drool and precum dripping from your mouth. You move and press your thumb against Steve’s hole and his eyes shoot open as he moans and spreads his legs wider. “Oh fuck yes! Fuck me!” You pull off and take a big breath, smiling up at him. You reach back and Bucky hands you the lube. You spread some on your fingers and take Steve back in your mouth as you play with his rim. “Oh please Daisy!?!” You push your finger in and search for that spot, you know the minute you find it. “Right there!! Yesyesyes!!!” You finger fuck that spot as Steve fucks your face. Bucky slips another finger in your ass as he brings his metal hand around and rubs his vibrating fingers over your clit. Your eyes roll back as you cum. Hard. Your moaning around Steve and the pressure on his prostate brings him over the edge and he cums down your throat. Bucky smirks down at you both and watches as you two write beneath him. He pulls his fingers out, lubes up his cock and slowly pushes in your ass as you are coming down from your high. You smile and whimper at the stretch, reaching back to hold Bucky’s hand as he bottoms out. You pull your fingers from Steve and Bucky decides to be a fucking tease as he leans forward and blows air over Steve’s tip “Oh Buck! Mmhmm” Steve moans from over sensitivity. Bucky smirks and pulls you up so your back is against his chest.

“Whenever you’re ready Stevie I got Daisy nice and wet for you.” He winks and Steve gives a weak and blissed smile. He takes a breath and calms down for a moment. Laying back and watching you and Bucky for a moment has him ready to go again in no time. Bucky moves you to straddle Steve and Steve bottoms out in your pussy.

“Oh Stevie! Yes baby,” you kiss him as Bucky starts to pull out and push back in. You start to ride Steve as Bucky begins to fuck your ass. Slowly building his rhythm and gripping your hips to thrust in harder. You whimper and lean back against Bucky, snapping your hips back against him. Steve sits up and starts kissing and bitting your neck. You wrap one arm around Steve’s neck to keep him close and one hand is wrapped around Bucky to grip the Back of his head and play with his hair. You feel them moving inside you, alternating thrusts and never leaving you empty. “Yes! Oh please! Mmhm I love you, I love you!! Mmhmmm” you moan as they both take over and let you relax in their arms. You balance on the edge of bliss as Steve slams against your sweet spot and Bucky’s hand reaches around and rubs your clit. “Stevie hold her up.” Steve does and Bucky takes his metal hand and makes his fingers vibrate before he presses them against your rim. “Cum for us, baby girl.” Bucky coos in your ear.

“Cum for your husbands, Daisy.” Steve whispers.

“Mmhmm make us proud, be our good little wife.” Bucky says as he nibbles on your ear and you whimper as their words tip you over the edge, you cum so hard you black out. You feel every moment of that breath taking orgasm and you feel your both your husbands cum deep inside you and then it’s just blissfulness and black.

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You wake up to Steve kissing your cheeks and Bucky wiping a warm, wet washcloth along your skin. “There she is,” Steve murmurs against you ear. “We were starting to worry.” He teases.

“Mmhmm I’m okay. Just exhausted.” You smile. “But oh so satis- oh mhmm Buck-“ Steve looks down and sees Bucky has decided the best way to clean you up is to eat you out.

“Really Buck?” Steve asks, laughing. Bucky pulls off with a pop and he smirks.

“Yeah, I never got a chance to taste my Doll.” He is gentle and slow about it but he has absolutely no issue bringing you over the edge.

“Bucky!” You moan as you arch your back, cumming in his mouth. He drinks it all up, as happy as can be.

“Best taste ever.” He moans as he licks you clean and then sits up. Bucky takes the rag and wipes your thighs and along your center. Your puffy and swollen, but the warmth and Bucky’s hand feels so good.

“Careful Buck, she might start riding your hand if you keep that up.” Steve teases and you blush as he leans down and kisses you. “Let’s get showered and get to bed, huh?” You agree.

“You two go on, I’m gonna change the sheets and then I’ll join you.” Bucky says. He kisses you and then squeezes Steve’s shoulder as he passes by.

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The water is warm and you let it pour over your body, humming at the slight sting it brings to your skin. “Daisy, you’re gonna melt.” Steve pokes your side as he reaches and turns the hot water down a bit. You laugh and turn around into his arms. You gaze up at him and melt. This man before you who chose you, who never hurts you, who takes every moment he has to tell you how much he adores you. You pull him down and into a kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck and jumping to wrap your legs around his waist. “Mhmm Daisy- we- mhmm”

“Shhhh. I just want to spend time with my Husband. The one who made me a wife and demands I am treated as such.” Steve tears up a little.

“I just want the best for you, Daisy.” Steve’s voice breaks a little as he talks. You nod and pull him closer, kissing his deeply as you grind against his abs. “Mmhmm fuck- you wanna?” You whimper and nod, deepening the kiss as you push your tongue against his lips, urging for access. “Okay,” Steve moans, opening his mouth and you claim him as yours. Steve reaches down and adjusts himself so his tip is at your entrance. Slowly he pushes in and you gasp in his mouth.

“Yes, Stevie!” You smile and lean back, Steve moves to the wall to brace you. He pistons his hips back and forth, hitting your sweet spot every time. “Right there baby, mmhmm yyyeeesss!!” You cum around him quickly, milking him through his high. You smile a dirty little smile when you feel him cum deep inside you. Steve catches his breath and rests his head against your breast. When Steve looks up and sees your dirty gaze, he laughs and kisses you.

“Feel so full, huh baby?” You bite your lip and nod. Steve grinds up into you again. Smirking and squeezing your ass.

“Good. I love it when you’re dripping.” Steve rubs his finger against your entrance gathering his spend. He then does the same with your ass. He brings his fingers to your lips and you happily open up.

“Good girl, lick em clean.” He praises as he murmurs darkly as your tongue licks the cum off his fingers. “How do your husbands taste, baby?” You make a show of it, rolling your eyes back and moaning around his fingers before pulling off with a pop.

“So good, Stevie. Just what I needed.” You smile and kiss him. He pulls out and puts you down, kissing your forehead before he moves to actually start showering. Bucky joins you two.

“Hey, took you long enough.” You pull Bucky into your arms and kiss him. “I got the sheets changed and the room cleaned up. Then I wanted to give you two a moment alone.” He kisses you. “Did you enjoy it?” You nod and giggle.

“I did, very much.” You kiss him and then whisper. “You’ll get your moment too. Soon I promise.” Bucky smiles and kisses your nose.

“I’m not worried, baby girl.” He kisses you and then gives your ass a spank. “Now let us get our dirty girl cleaned up, huh?!” He backs you up into the water flow and into Steve. You giggle and lean back while pulling Bucky forward.

“I love you both, so much.” You look at Bucky and then look back at Steve.

“We love you too, Daisy.” Steve says before he kisses you and then looks at Bucky. “And we love you.” Steve says as he squeezes Bucky’s shoulder, you kiss his chest and then look back at Steve. Bucky leans forward and gives a little kiss to Steve’s forehead. It’s actually kind of cute. You giggle and lean back into Steve.

“And we love you, Stevie.” Bucky says.

The shower is fast because of how tired you three are. Bucky washes your hair as Steve washes Bucky’s. They both wash your body and then you tag team with the other to wash both of them. When you are done you are warm are tucked into a clean bed with your two super soldiers and nothing could be better.

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The next few days feel a little weird. Ransom keeps his distance and Steve and Bucky are extra clingy. Touching you, pulling you close, making sure you know how loved you are. It makes you melt and you couldn’t ask for more. Christmas comes and you have a big gift exchange with the whole house. The gifts are sweet and you can tell everyone actually tried this year. Beats the year Jake gave you a book on ‘How to build a bomb’. You said thanks and promptly tossed it in the donate pile when you got back to your room. Mainly because you have Bucky and he definitely knows how to build one if you ever needed to. But the thought was there and that was nice of Jake. This year he just gave everyone in the house something explicitly from their list. Ari got everyone a gift from whatever’s country he had been to lately, and Jefferson made everyone new jackets. It was a wonderful Christmas. Steve pulls you and Bucky to the side and hands you both a little box. Inside is a new ring and a new vibranium Rolex with the date of the wedding etched on it.

“I felt it was about time I did this.” He smiles.

Bucky pulls out the watch and tear up a little.

“Did you-“ he asks.

“Yeah, I had shuri send some with a guard to the Rolex factory. Used the Vibranium and made one that wouldn’t react or mess with your arm. That way you can wear it. I know to help with questions and stuff you don’t wear a ring but-“ Steve is suddenly being kissed. Bucky pulls away and Steve blushes. “Well, I’m glad you like it, Buck.” Bucky nods and puts the watch on.

“I was wondering where my wedding band had run off too! I was too scared to tell you two that I had lost it!” You slip your pretty ring on. You have the engagement ring from Steve and Steve’s original wedding band, the engagement ring from Bucky and the wedding band from the wedding. Each of them complimenting each other and marking a completed stack. Thankfully Steve started the thin band trend when you two first got engaged or else you’d have to wear some on your left hand and some on your right. Though most days you just wear the wedding band from the joint wedding.

“Thank you, Stevie. It’s wonderful.” You give him a kiss. You look at Bucky and nod.

“Well our gift to you is,” Bucky pauses for dramatic effect before handing Steve an envelope. Steve laughs as he opens it and then he begins to tear up.

“Wait really?” Steve asks and looks between you two. You nod and he smiles as he pulls you both into a hug.

“I think it’s what we deserve right?! A late honeymoon in Wakanda. Away from the world and from all the missions. Just us three.” Bucny explains and Steve nods.

“Yes, god yes. Thank you both so much.” He kisses you and then pulls Bucky into a hug, kissing his forehead as he pulls back.

“Merry Christmas, Stevie.” You lean against him and he holds you tight. Out of the corner of your eye you see Ransom shifting around. He looks between all the couples gathered around and he looks so defeated. You look up at Steve and then Bucky, they both shrug and look back at you.

“It’s up to you, Daisy. If you want to, you can.” Steve whispers and you hold him tighter before letting go and crossing the room to Ransom.

“Hey Ransom.” You say politely.

“Daisy Mae,” he says sweetly. His face goes soft and he looks at his feet before saying, “I’ve missed you.” You pull him into a hug and kiss his cheek.

“I’ve missed you too, Ransom.” You say as you rub his back.

“I’m sorry, Daisy.” Ransom says softly into the crook of your neck. You hold him tighter.

“I forgive you.”

The week between Christmas and New Years Eve is a blur. Honestly you didn’t leave the house much. You spent some time with Jefferson, helping him get ready for his hearing.

“No not the blue, the purple looks better.” You say as he switches jackets.

“I don’t know, Bunny. Is the purple too flashy for court?!” Jefferson asks worried.

“I think it’s perfect!

****************************************************

You spend some much needed time with Ari “Daze, damn when did you learn to do that?!” Ari says out of breath. You smirk and stand up.

“Bucky taught me.” You give Ari a hand and pull him up too. You had just laid him out on his ass. He asked to mess around a little bit you offered to spar Instead. He happily took you up on it.

“Well damn, maybe I need to train with Bucky. Although your pretty ass is much more fun to have in my face.” He teases S he gives your ass a squeeze. You laugh and squeeze his back.

“I don’t know, Bucky’s ass is good enough to eat.” You wink and Ari laughs and shakes his head.

****************************************************

You even spend time with Ransom, playing with his hair and letting him find comfort in you in a nonsexual way. You aren’t entirely ready to have him back in your bed yet so this is a close second.

“Thank you Daisy Mae. I know I’m difficult.” He mumbles. You smile and keep playing with his hair.

“It’s okay, Ransom. I don’t mind a challenge.” You tease and Ransom lightly laughs.

“As long as you know it’s gonna be a challenge.” He looks up at you, there is a hint of sadness in his eyes. He knows he is challenging and he hopes that doesn’t push you away. He hopes it doesn’t push the others away either.

“I know, Ransom. I’m still here, aren’t I?” He gently smiles and settles his head back down in your lap.

****************************************************

That night you decide to stay in. Jake and Precious were off at a party but decided to cut it short and head home. In passing you heard Jake say something about ‘banging into the new year’. Dutchess, Frank and Winter spend it on Frank’s boat. Ari and Jefferson have some drinks and then head to bed. Ari’s excuse is ‘he is too old for all that’, Bucky and Steve are sure to let him know that he is in fact a baby compared to them. So that leaves you three and Ransom. You get champagne and glasses, Bucky has made some fresh desserts, Steve has the ball drop on and Ransom sits on the couch waiting. You settle next to him Bucky and Steve on the other side. You spend the next few minutes talking about the past year.

“No seriously who is that in the basement?! He’s been here since I got here!” Ransom asks Steve and Bucky.

“You’ll find out when you need to know.” Bucky answers. You laugh and pat Ransoms cheek. You laugh over the memories of the year, some good, some sad. As it gets closer to midnight everyone starts to appear. Jake and Precious emerge from their room, looking very happy.

“Awww couldn’t make it till midnight, bud?” Bucky teases and Jake laughs and then tosses a pillow at him. Jake teases back.

“Couldn’t get it up in time for midnight, old man?” Bucky laughs loudly and starts to stand up.

“No! No demonstrations.” You and Steve are talking and pulling him to sit back down. Jake walks over and pats Bucky’s back and they have a good laugh. Jake looks at Steve and nods, Steve reaches back and they do their secret handshake, it’s a secret because it’s so complicated that no one else could remember it. Ari and Jefferson pull themselves from their beds at the sound of the laughter and Dutchess, Frank, and Winter walk in right at the countdown. The drinks are poured and everyone is standing up waiting. You look around and get a little teary eyed. All these people from different backgrounds and walks of life, together and finding healing one day at a time. You raise your glass and everyone follows.

10

9

8

“To growth and healing in the new year.” You say.

7

6

5

4

“To growth and healing!” Everyone toasts.

“3. 2. 1! Happy New year!!” You all cheer. You kiss Steve and then Bucky. They turn to each other and share a rare, public kiss. You turn and kiss Ransom and he smiles sweetly. Ari leans against the doorway and smirks at you, once you pull away from Steve and Bucky you make your way to him. He wraps you up and gives you a gentle kiss before giving your ass a smack. You gasp and he laughs. “First ass smack of the new year! Game on boys!” Bucky and Steve look and then start bickering with each other.

“Why didn’t you-“

“I thought you would-“

“Well I thought he’d give us at least a moment-”you look at Ari and shake your head

“Always causing trouble.” You tease.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. All I know is I am in the lead again.” He kisses you and you pat his cheek. You walk over to Jefferson

“Happy New Year, Kitten.” You kiss him and he holds you tight.

“Happy New Year, Bunny.” He smacks your ass and you laugh. “Watch out boys, you are already behind!”

“What’s happening?!” Ransom asks. Precious laughs and starts to explain.

“The month of January Daisy’s boys compete to see who can get the most ass smacks in.” Ransom laughs. “Whoever wins gets a night away with Daisy.”

“Obviously the boys made it up!” You chime in and walk back to Bucky and Steve.

“Ass smacks during sex don’t count cause no one wants to sit and verify each one.” Jake explains and Precious gives him a look. “What? I was just helping explain.” She laughs and kisses his head.

“So right now Daisy’s husbands are in last place with zero and Ari and Jefferson are tied with 1.” Dutchess explains.

“What stops someone from just sitting there and wailing on your ass?” Ransom asks you.

“Because if the smack hurts then you get negative points.” You look at Bucky who shrugs.

“You say it was a scream but I know in fact it was a moan,” he kisses your cheek, “and you liked it. A lot.” Bucky looks at Ransom “I was in the lead last year but I went a little too hard with my metal hand and ended up losing to Ari.” Bucky shoots him a look and he smirks.

“Well, I want in!” Ransom says. You laugh and the others groan.

“You can join Ransom, don’t listen to them. They are just mad that have more competition.” You kiss his cheek and he actually blushes. For his own sake no one mentions it although Jake definitely nudges Precious to point it out. She pays his cheek and rests her head on his shoulder.

“Well as fun as this was,” Frank stands up, “I’m gonna take my wife and her lover to bed.” He pulls Dutchess up with him and Winter follows. “Happy New year, everyone.” He looks down at Dutchess and smiles. “We love you all.” Jake calls after them.

“Love you too!!” He looks at Precious and whispers “he said he loved us.” She laughs and nods, taking his hand and dragging Nd very happy and enthusiastic Jake back to the bedroom. Ari kisses you goodnight and so does Jefferson. Steve and Bucky signal to you that they are headed to bed, you know they will get started without you and you don’t mind one bit walking in on that scene. You blow them kisses and watch them walk away. All that’s left is you and Ransom, you walk over and pull him closer.

“Happy new year, Ransom.” You kiss him.

“Happy New Year, Daisy.” His eyes flick from your eyes to your lips and then back again. He kisses you once more before he whispers against your lips. “I will be better, I promise. I’m trying.” You rub his cheek.

“I know, Ransom. You’re doing great.” You smile sweetly at this moment, just the two of you, in the silence of the night. What breaks the silence is the sound of Ransom’s hand slapping your ass. He smirks.

“I said Will be. I am still a brat after all.” He winks and heads off to bed. You make sure all the doors are locked and the alarm is on. You turn off the lights and head back to the bedroom to squish yourself between your two sexy husbands. As you get closer to the door you hear them, they definitely already started. You smirk and open the door, this is such a good way to start the new year.

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[walkingthroughthisworld]

James Earl Jones - US Army

by Blake Stilwell

Jones was an exceptional cadet, a member of the Pershing Rifles Drill Team and the National Society of Scabbard and Blade. The same performance ability that let him excel with the Pershing Rifles led him to the Michigan's School of Music, Theatre & Dance. He knew he wanted to be an actor, but he once referred to his fellow cadets as "the only semblance of a social life."

He initially left the university without completing his degree. With the Korean War raging at the time, he thought he would be sent overseas. But it ended in an armistice later that year, and although he returned to graduate in 1955, Jones' life took a different course.

After graduating from college, he was sent to Fort Benning, Georgia, for the Officers Basic Course and to attend Ranger School. Jones was assigned to the 38th Regimental Combat Team, where he led the setup of a cold weather training command at Camp Hale near Leadville, Colorado.

"Our regiment was established as a training unit, to train in the bitter cold weather and the rugged terrain of the Rocky Mountains," Jones told the Army in an interview. "I took to the physical challenge, so much so that I wanted to stay there, testing myself in that awesome environment, mastering the skills of survival.

"I loved the austere beauty of the mountains and the exhilaration of the weather and the altitude. I didn't mind the rigors of the work or the pioneer-like existence. I thought it was a good life."

Jones was a good officer and soon was promoted to first lieutenant. When the time came to decide whether the Army should be his career, his commanding officer asked him a poignant question: "Is there anything you feel like doing on the outside?"

His father, Robert Earl Jones, had been an actor performing in plays on stage while James was a young man. Jones told his commanding officer he had always thought about following his father's path. His commander told him he could always come back to the Army, but he should pursue his dreams.

After his discharge, Jones moved to New York City, where he studied acting at the American Theatre Wing using his GI Bill benefits while working as a janitor to support himself.

His first acting jobs came in Michigan at the Ramsdell Theatre in Manistee, where he had once worked as a carpenter and stagehand. Just two years later, he was a lead actor. By 1957, he was on Broadway. In 1964, he made his film debut as Lt. Lothar Zogg, a B-52 Stratofortress bombardier in Stanley Kubrick's "Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb."

James Earl Jones' first leading role was in the 1970 film "The Great White Hope," a part he'd previously played on stage. His performance led to his first Academy Award nomination for Best Actor, making him the second Black man to receive the nod.

After a career spanning more than 60 years, Jones has been called "one of the greatest actors in American history" and "the best known voice in show business." He received the National Medal of the Arts from President George H.W. Bush, Kennedy Center Honors from President George W. Bush and the Screen Actors Guild Life Achievement Award. He also has achieved the "EGOT" -- winning at least one Emmy, Grammy, Oscar and Tony award.

But after a lifetime of success, he still remembered his time in the Pershing Rifles as some of the best years of his life. Jones died at his home in Dutchess County, New York on Sept. 9, 2024. He was 93 years old.

[fanficwriterforeverythingnerdy]

A Kenobi Part 2

It had been a little over two years since Grogu had left with Luke. Two years since Din and the others found out your true identity. Y/n Kenobi. The daughter of a famous Jedi and a Mandolorian dutchess. You never knew your mother, just the stories your father told you growing up before he’d turn away with a defeated look. 

You remember one time, you had to have been about six or seven, you riffled through a box under your father’s bed. You discovered many things a few spare parts, a necklace, and a holopad. Your curiosity grew and you opened it. An image of a woman appeared. She was beautiful. She had short hair that resembled calm ocean waves. She looked regal in a gorgeous gown. She smiled and it met her eyes. You realized you had some of her features–could she be–your mother–

“Little Star, I’ve told you not to go through my things,” said your father. 

He reached the side of the bed you sat by and froze. He gazed sadly at the hologram. Your father approached you lightly hitting the button to turn it off. You placed it back where you found it. Your father wrapped his arms around you lifting you up in the air and plopping you on his bed. Kneeling in front of you he made direct eye contact. 

“Daddy, who was that?” 

“That was an old transmission from your mother.” 

“Oh,” your little voice said, “She’s pretty.” 

Your father chuckled softly, 

“Yes, she was.” 

“Daddy, did the empire take Mommy away?” 

“No, a bad man took her away.” 

That was all you knew of her. He didn’t even tell you her name. You found out who she was a few months prior to meeting Din. Satine Kyrze Dutchess of Mandalore. She ruled with peace and pacifism. And she was murdered by a sith named Darth Maul. 

You sighed pushing the thoughts of the mother you never knew to the back of your mind. Then you felt it. Felt the brush of the force. Something had been calling to you for a couple of weeks now. In that time Din had been gone for a solid week. He’d taken a few odd jobs to get some credits. He’d been more sentimental lately when he left you. You knew he worried about when he was gone. Since Grogu left he’d been more protective. Of course, he had to be, he promised to marry you. 

Currently, you were on Tatooine. The planet where you’d grown up. Where you and Luke Skywalker had met. You of course knew of him growing up. Your father worried about him constantly. Something you didn’t understand until you were older. 

Peli and her team of droids had been working on getting a new ship for Din. She’d somehow gotten her hands on a Nabooian N-1 Starfighter. You knew it was a fast ship, but you knew Din would have issues with it nonetheless, especially since it was a one-seater. You were going to have to stay behind more often. Or maybe you’d follow the force. 

All of a sudden you heard blaster shots. Peli must have been taking care of a pest again. You went out to investigate. 

“Come out come out wherever you are,” Peli said. 

She was investigating behind a box. She looked out at the droids noticing your presence. When suddenly she was dragged down to the ground.

“Oh, it’s got me! It’s chewing!” yelled Peli. 

You moved forward blaster in hand. But before you could shoot at it a blast hit directly. Your head whipped in the direction the blast had come from. Shiny armor met your vision. Din. You dropped your blaster and bolted over to Din. His arms opened wide for you. You ran straight into them. He lifted you off the ground. Leaning his forehead against yours for a kedblade kiss. 

“What an entrance,” said Peli, “ BD you good? Oh, good. Oh, boy.” 

“You alright Peli?” you asked. Breaking apart from you Mandalorian. 

“Fine, fine,” she said, “Look everyone it's Mando!” 

All the droids began leaving, knowing how Din felt about droids. A small giggle escaped you. 

“So, besides Y/n what do I owe the pleasure? I almost thought you were going to leave Y/n here.” 

“I got your message,” he said. 

“Message, what message?” asked Peli.

“You said you found me a replacement for the Razor Crest.”

Peli looked confused for a moment before answering, 

“Yeah, that’s right. That’s what I said. That’s what I do. I’ve been working my butt off. Did you bring the cash?” 

“It’s right here.” He placed them in Peli’s outstretched hand. 

After giving some orders to the droids Peli began leading the way to the ship. Din interlocked your hands squeezing tightly. She led you to shed where she’d been keeping the ship. 

“Ready to have your mind blown?” 

She pulled off the tarp. Revealing the not finished Nabooian Starfighter. 

“Where’s the Razor Crest?” 

“I never said I had a Razor Crest. I said I had a replacement for the Razor Crest.”

“We don’t have time for this,” Din said reaching for your hand again turning out to leave. 

“Hang on a second,” said Peli

“Din, just hear her out,” you whispered. 

“Do you have any idea what this is?” Peli asked. 

She continued to explain that N-1 Starfighter was made personally for the royal guard of Naboo by the Queen. After saying she’d give Din his money back she began to persuade, one of the things Peli did best. You felt that brush again. 

“At least let me put it together before you make up your mind.” 

That’s how you and Din ended up working on the ship together. It took awhile but she was finally done. Din took it for a test drive. Peli looked over at you.

“I guess the only thing I didn’t think about was you when picking out a ship for him.”

“It’s alright. I think I’ll have to go away for a little bit.”

“Why’s that?” 

“Something in the force is calling to me.” 

“The force?”

“Yeah.”

“He won’t take that well.” 

You sighed she was right. Din loved you more than anything and hated leaving you. You were all he had left. You went to pack up some of your things. You heard Peli talking to someone. You ignored it probably some customer. You heard the starfighter land. A sigh escaped you, it was now or never. You emerged from your room just as Peli said, 

“Oh, by the way, an old friend of yours dropped by, said she was looking for you.” 

“A friend of mine?” 

“ We don’t have very many friends,” you said. Your bag was slung over your shoulder. 

“Don’t worry. I told you I didn’t know where you were. Then I locked her out and engaged the hangar secruity system.” 

“She tell you her name?” asked Din.

“Fennec Shand.” 

Peli shrieked out of alarm. Scolding one of her droids she walked out of the hangar. You looked at Fennec who leaped down. 

“By any chance are you two looking for work?” she asked. 

“Could be,” said Din 

“The pay is good.” 

“What’s the bounty. We need muscle and a Jedi would be handy.” 

“Boba Fett.” 

“He would appreciate it.” 

Din looked at the credits then you and tossed them back to Fennec. 

“Tell him it’s on the house.” 

“But first we have to pay a visit to a little friend,” said Din. 

Din looked at you weaving your hands together. You pulled him away from prying ears. This wasn’t going to be easy. Once out of anyone’s earshot Din wrapped his arms around you bringing you in for another kedblade kiss. 

“Din I have to tell you something.” 

“Mesh’la it can wait when we leave.” “That’s the thing, I can’t come with you.”

“What? Cyar’ka if it’s because of Luke––”

“No, there’s something I have to take care of.” 

“What Cyare? 

“Something is calling out to me through the force.” 

“Cyare I don’t want to lose you, you’re all I have left.” 

“I’ll be alright.” 

“Where will you go?” 

“Something or someone on Chandrila.” 

“Cyar’ka I’m coming with you. “No, you help Fett. I have to do this alone. Besides,” you sigh, “I’ll take my saber with me.” 

Din looked aorund and reached his hands up to remove his helmet. Brown eyes met your eyes. Worry swirled in them. He didn’t like the idea of splitting up. He couldn’t protect you that way. He pulled something out of his utility belt. A commlink. 

“You call me if anything, and I mean anything goes wrong.” 

You wrapped your hand around the commlink threading your other hand in his hair,

“Okay.” 

He leaned his forehead against yours. Slowly he leaned forward capturing your lips with his. It was a soft, but needy kiss. You broke the kiss first looking at Din’s closed eyes. 

“I love you Din.” 

“And I, you Mesh’la.” 

“Say hit to Grogu for me.” 

“I will.” 

“Goodbye Din. I’ll come back to you I feel it in the force.” 

“Ret’urcye mhi ner kar’ta” (Goodbye my heart) 

You pulled yourself away and walked out of Peli’s shop. You didn’t turn back, you couldn’t. You’d run right back to him if you did. You found yourself on public transport. Your saber was hidden well in your bag. You looked out the window. A part of you knew where to start. Ossus. You were going to find Luke.

[ballplayersxo]

“Her family is well known and it’s a small town he wouldn’t dare 😡”

🤨🧐🤨🧐🤨🧐

Princess Diana from the Spencer family got cheated on by the now King of the Commonwealth who has married his mistress

Kate Middleton, the Princess/Dutchess of Wales (or whatever it is) is allegedly getting cheated on by the Prince/Duke of Wales and her family was also well known in their city before they got together

Beyoncé Giselle Knowles-Carter’s family was pretty much known by not only the entire city of Houston but the state of Texas before she got with JayZ, and now they are known by the entire world, and guess what???? BEYONCÉ herself still got cheated on

Jackie O “allegedly” got cheated on by the President when she was the First Lady and her family was well known before she got with JK

Hillary Clinton literally got cheated on by the President in the f*cking Oval Office when she was the First Lady of the USofA and got humiliated in front of not just the nation but the entire f*cking world

Im sure there are women who come from well known families in their hometowns who are married to local/statewide politicians or even just regular dudes who are getting cheated on as well

And the sad part is, guess what all those women (excluding the OG Princess Diana) have in common?

Once they found out about their partner’s infidelity: they stayed.

and there are people who most likely knew this was happening, but to those people, why say something against this powerful man (yes we would usually call those people cowards with no back bone) and it has nothing to do with them and ain’t messing up they pockets?

Im not saying JB9 is a cheater, I really hope he isn’t because that shit isn’t cool at all, and I have nothing against his girlfriend, but to say that she wouldn’t get cheated on because of her family is some top tier nonsense when the most powerful women in the world throughout history have gotten cheated on.

Y’all know the saying: “If Beyoncé got cheated on what does that say about what happens to the rest of us?”

(Of course, not everyone is getting cheated on, there are good men out there believe it or not and I want to believe JB9 is one of them)

Again, I’m not saying he cheats, I really hope he doesn’t because no one deserves to get treated like that whether they accept it or not, but she’s not exempt from it happening to her. Especially when that man is the franchise QB1 that brought that team out from the trenches and is arguably the 2nd best quarterback in the league

I personally don’t think I could stay knowing my partner is out there doing me wrong whether in public or doing it quietly,

but those women I listed above have the mindset that “ a power couple is better than what else I could get or if I stay single” (which is unfortunate, bc we deserve the force that a single Beyoncé would give). JB9 & her ain’t on that level, maybe in Cincinnati I guess, but ykwim

I don’t know what goes on in their relationship it really ain’t our business, but it seems like the girl is doing just fine regardless

But y’all fans need to be so forreal

And if it helps, I used to be painfully naive too, but then when growing up and reading blogs like this or LSA or hearing things in the news, or just seeing what happens in my city……yeah, unfortunately the rose tinted glasses fall off and get stepped on real fast without mercy (and this is coming from a 24yo hopeless romantic)

Sorry this is so long but last thing:

I’m rooting for all y’all ladies out there 😘 be safe girly pops!

It’s hard out here for women, and people (including women) don’t care about us when it protects their favorite men

this is such an excellent post lmao thank you for this anon cause the girlies have lost their damn minds when it comes to speculating about athletes cheating. none of us are safe and i think that’s the main point we have to remember

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Saturday, December 23rd

ANYA: Do you think she ... walked around on clouds, wearing like ... Birkenstocks and played a harp? 'Cause those are just not flattering. You know, the clonky sandals, not a harp. (softly) I mean, who ... doesn't look good with a harp? The others just look at her. They all look grim. ANYA: What? I'm just saying what everyone's thinking, (to Xander) right baby? XANDER: You are attractive and have many good qualities. TARA: It's totally not stupid to wonder what it was like for Buffy. But it could have been any one of a zillion heavenly dimensions. All we know is that ... it was a good place and she was happy there. WILLOW: And we took her away from that. We wrecked it for her.

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the mad dutchman and the fearless dutchess | mv33

summary: one dutchman is a lot so now imagine putting two dutch teenagers in one team and tell them to not kill each other

warnings: car crash, some cussing, (they sometimes can't stay each other but at the end of the day its just them against the world)

pairing: fem!redbulldriver x max verstappen

Max and Y/N had known each other since the times when they still had scrapes on their knees and wobbly milk teeth. They met at a go-kart school - he had a helmet that was much too big for him, she wore a patched jumpsuit from her older brother. Both didn't know exactly what they were doing or what goal they were pursuing; the most important thing was to be the best - for the joy of their parents and an endless supply of sweets.

However, go-karts quickly turned into racing cars and minor races transformed into Formula 1.

All the way to the top, Max and Y/N's relationship was very dynamic. From exchanging candy together after winning the podium, through years of rivalry and mutual dislike. Despite countless arguments and mutual hatred, Y/N always sided with Max and defended him with her always smaller body. She might not like him and get angry with him to the point of turning red, but no one could tease him or raise their voice against him. This applied to both other kids in the paddock and adults, too.

Both Max, Y/N and certainly Jos Verstappen himself probably remember how after one of the collisions at the end of 2008, Max's father went into a pure rage. While young Verstappen could argue and quarrel with anyone, he lost that ability when his father intervened. Seeing tears on the flushed face of the boy, Y/N firmly clenched her fists and stood between the father and son. Jos's voice caught in his throat when the almost half his size eleven-year-old girl looked him in the eyes and said that she wouldn't allow him to shout at Max like that.

Y/N Y/L/N was fearless both on and off the track. And although Jos Verstappen never admitted it, he was impressed by both her skills and incredible courage.

After the years of intense relationship of Max and Y/N, the unbreakable friendship was born when they both joined Christian Horner's team at the age of eighteen. Red Bull had been following their actions for many years, looking forward to taking them under their wings after their promotion to Formula 1. There was no doubt here - Horner had to have these Dutch duo in his team.

The first victories began to come the moment both Y/N and Max realized that they no longer had to compete with each other. When it became clear that they were playing for one goal and that now it was two of them against nine other teams. There was no first or second driver at Red Bull. There was Y/N and Max, Max and Y/N. There were two crazy Dutch teens, who were focused only on the best possible results. Christian never showed favoritism to any of them, because he knew that by doing so he would waste all those difficult months trying to win them over.

The team's tactics were also amazing, because the race strategy was revealed only after the starting signal. There were no plans or schedules, no strict rules. Whoever had better speed and performance in a given race became the leader. This was not subject to any protest or discussion.

Y/N and Max had known each other practically their entire lives. They had been on the same team for over 6 years, and despite Christian's breakneck efforts, there were still days when there were tensions between the pair. Obviously, there is no good relationship without an argument from time to time, but when it came to a Dutch-style quarrel, few preferred to participate.

"Do you have to be so damn stubborn?"

The girl asked, taking off her helmet and balaclava.

"If I hadn't been stubborn, the fucking Haas would have overtaken us at turn eight."

He replied, unplugging his headphones. His tone was still calm, but there was a trace of irritation on his face.

"He would have overtaken us because we were giving him the tunnel, which wouldn't have happened if you had let me through."

Y/N growled. She had no intention of arguing, but the weekend had been hard and she was exhausted. Max's temperament was absolutely unhelpful in this situation.

"I didn't get an order to let you through."

Verstappen responded by wiping his face with a towel.

"You see me in the fucking mirror and you have to wait for an order? Stop talking nonsense, Max."

He sighed and tossed the towel aside.

"Or maybe you were worse than me, hm? Didn't it occur to you that maybe you just fucked up today?"

The girl clenched her jaw. She felt anger begin to rise within her.

"Out of the two of us, you're the one who fucked up today because you acted like a complete idiot!"

Max snorted and tilted his head back. The button that started the argument clicked into place.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Y/N pressed her tongue against her teeth. She wanted to unleash hell, but she didn't have time for an idiotic argument and to waste her energy on him.

"Fuck you, Max."

The girl growled and grabbed her things, heading deeper into the garage. She didn't feel like being around him, at all.

She unzipped her jumpsuit and grabbed some water, sitting on an empty crate. The situation from the last race kept replaying in her mind, as did his words. Analyzing and cluttering her thoughts was not good, especially when another training session awaited them, and staying focused was crucial.

"I heard some Dutch swearing," Christian started, standing next to her, "Is everything okay?"

The girl just nodded.

"Max just needs to feel at home sometimes"

Christian squeezed her shoulder and patted her on the back.

"Another half an hour and you won't have to look at him for the rest of the day."

Y/N sighed and rubbed her face with her hands. Despite the adrenaline pumping through her veins, she was exhausted. The upcoming Grand Prix was making her sweat a lot.

After a while, she received the order that the car was ready and she could go out on the track. She prepared for the drive and took her place in the car. As she left the garage, she noticed Max, who was also getting ready to start. She showed him the middle finger, to which he, of course, did not remain in debt.

Y/N took her place at the starting line, gripping the steering wheel tightly and focusing on the starting lights. When they went out, she raced with screeching tires and sparks flying. The previous session and Max's words kept playing in her mind. What if he was right? What if she really messed up and was worse than him?

The girl cursed under her breath, aggressively tackling the turns. She wasn't worse than him, she wasn't worse than anyone. She had worked hard for her position and everything she had achieved was well-deserved.

"Max started, in a moment the pit lane will be clear of the last Alpha Tauri and we'll have a complete set. Don't rush, focus on management and dynamics,"

"Do you really think they called me the fearless Dutchess for no reason?"

"Just be careful, Y/N. It's just practice; you don't have to prove anything to anyone."

"I don't have to, but die verdomde idioot maakt me gek."

"I have no idea what you just said but please, focus on driving; everything else is not important."

The girl tightened her grip on the steering wheel and accelerated. Everything else was important because she wasn't worse than anyone. And she would prove it, even if she had to—

Darkness.

Y/N only remembered losing consciousness during the accident. She found out about falling off the track, somersaulting through the gravel and still hitting the metal barriers at 120 kilometers per hour only after the fact.

On the track, only one Red Bull car remained, but Max wasn't focused on driving; he was engrossed with the past argument he got with his friend. However, a voice from the radio snapped him back to reality.

"Y/N had an accident on turn eleven. Be careful on the surface in that area."

"What happened?"

"It's hard to say, but it didn't look good."

Max pressed harder on the gas, wanting to pass the accident site as quickly as possible and ensure the situation was under control. When he saw the wrecked car, smoke billowing and no rescue personnel nearby, Max's adrenaline froze his veins.

He parked his car at a distance from the accident, hastily releasing himself from the safety harness. When he got out of the car and saw the fire, he didn't think too much; he ran towards the friend's car, shouting her name, but there was no response.

Max fought against time. Besides him, there was no one to extinguish the fire and he had no idea what temperature the fuel in the tank was. He quickly pulled Y/N out of the wrecked car and, holding her in his arms, ran towards his own car. Hiding behind it, he laid her on the ground and, as gently as he could, removed her helmet and balaclava. He checked her pulse and fortunately, it was there. The impact force must have caused her to lose consciousness.

After some time, the appropriate services arrived at the scene and an ambulance took the girl to the hospital. Max knowing he couldn't finish the race, jumped into the ambulance and squeezed his friend's hand. He was furious with her, but now all the emotions were overshadowed by concern and fear. He hoped that the accident only looked serious and that she was just bruised. Max would never forgive himself if something happened to her, especially because of some idiotic argument that ultimately had no meaning.

Y/N woke up just before the ambulance reached the hospital. She was surprised to see paramedics around her, even more so by Max's worried face, which, as soon as their eyes met, calmed down a bit.

"I never thought I'd be so happy to look into those deceitful eyes of yours." Verstappen said, smiling and squeezing her hand.

"What happened?"

The girl asked with difficulty. Her throat hurt terribly; the hot smoke and vapors had taken their toll.

"You had an accident and you passed out. We'll be at the hospital soon."

"An accident is an understatement," one of the paramedics interjected, removing her drip from the hanger. "You did a Grosjean from Bahrain 2020."

Y/N blinked a few times, and it took her a moment to connect the dots. Judging by the man's comparison, her accident must have indeed been unpleasant.

"What's the condition of the car?"

"Just needs a wipe," Max said, smiling.

The girl rolled her eyes at her friend's words, but started coughing. She quickly put her oxygen mask back on.

"Don't worry about the car," Max said, still keeping her hand between his, "The most important thing is that you came back to us."

"At what cost? At least, being unconscious meant I didn't have to look at you."

Y/N said sarcastically, but she smiled. Everything hurt terribly, but she was grateful that, after this whole situation, she could see a familiar face. Even though it was red and sweaty from the race, it had a genuine smile and tenderness in his eyes.

"I guess she's fine, gentlemen. You can take her back to the track; she'll be able to finish the race for sure," Max said loudly, turning around. Y/N laughed quietly at his words and he returned her smile, squeezing her hand tighter.

The girl didn't realize that the fucking idiot sitting next to her was not just her friend, occasional rival and someone she sometimes wanted to tear apart. Max Verstappen, the mad Dutchman, turned into her guardian angel that evening. And she, the fearless Dutchess, started falling in love with him.

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Who are the other mates of Vamp and Duchess

Alright one through five let’s go! I’ll go in order of when they first joined the harem lol

Sicily: a splotchy looking Ruby red water elemental with blue eyes, she was duchess’ childhood friend and started as duchess lady in waiting when she was politically married to vamp, but soon was named their consort a year later. She was the monster who carried (lustfell) asriel (fathered by vamp) and later carried their second child as well (fathered by duchess). She’s also labelled a prince for her contributions to the plumbing system that powered hotland in their old au. She’s extremely intelligent but considered quite ugly by monster standards with blotchy uneven color in her water ecto. However duchess and vamp always reassure her she’s gorgeous in their eyes. She’s clearly the favorite of the five.

Lady: a black furred wolf monster with yellow eyes/magic. Lady caught vamps eye with her successful business selling shoes with hidden knife compartments. She was invited into the harem shortly afterwards after getting duchess’ approval. She’s refused an offer of prince good but has a position under zeus department handling the finances

Withergate: a very large goat monster with navy-grey fur, curly horns and deep blue eyes. Withergate was a soldier in the guard who had a way with words. Dutchess liked his poetry and with vamps approval he was added to the harem. He also serves as the children’s personal guard and helped raise them just as much as Sicily.

Rue: another goat monster, with white fur, a grey beard and no horns. He has a pale yellow magic/eyes. Rue was a prostitute underground and simply just amazing at his job. He earned both royals approval easily. He’s a tad lazy but serves well enough as a butler and entertainer when he isn’t with one of his beaus ;)

Melladrew: a pure black skinned volcanid with pearly peach eyes and magic. Melladrew was originally on lustfells science team developing the lust serum. He had been the first scientist to test it on himself. That’s how confident he was in his and his teams creation. His bravery impressed dutchess and vamp and he was included in the harem after the serum became common place. He also has the title of prince for several other discoveries in the fertility field.

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He possibly ruined everything for the entire show

‘Black Ink Crew’ Recap: Ceaser Is Fired, The Team Feels This Is The End of The Show

Source: Bernard Smalls / @PhotosByBeanz / Ceaser

Last week it was Ceaser doing the firing. In the season 10 finale of Black Ink Crew, the tattoo shop mogul gets the axe, and his team wonders if this is the show’s end.

Young Bae Makes Peace With Krystal

After they got the boot last week, Young Bae decided to take herself to Gods of Ink tattoo shop on a goodwill mission. Bae feels awful for being why she, Krystal, Vanity, and Tatti got fired.

Krystal is initially hesitant, but she decides to hear what Bae says. After a conversation ironically over some drinks, Krystal accepts Bae’s apology.

Later in the episode, Krystal tells Rok about the moment and how the situation played out. Rok tells Krystal he is on her side and can no longer see himself working at Black Ink if she is not there.

Ceaser Gets The Boot

It took some time and numerous boring episodes, but we have finally reached the moment we all knew was coming. Cesser’s shenanigans finally caught up with him.

After doing all of the preaching about not messing up the brand and his legacy, Ceaser was the one who did it, well, at least his television show.

The first to see the video are Nychelle (with her fine self), Draya, and Tatti, who found herself a bartending gig after Ceaser fired her.

All other Black Ink members received a well-timed alert with cameras ready to capture their response after watching a video of Ceaser assaulting a dog.

Everyone is appalled at what they witnessed and is called into VH1 offices for a meeting to discuss the show’s future. A producer on the show who has gotten a lot of screen time this season breaks the news to them that Ceaser was fired, and the episode they are filming will be the final one of the season.

She also tearfully says she has no idea if the show will continue beyond the point, leaving the remaining cast members wondering what the hell they will do now.

Will There Be A Black Ink Crew After Ceaser?

With the idea of them having to find actual work to do, especially Teddy, cause that man has done a damn thing for ten seasons, everyone wonders if the show will go on without Ceaser?

Tatti believes it’s a wrap. Draya found the video too disturbing and wants no part of Ceaser’s empire.

Puma and Teddy don’t want the show to die and even contemplate taking matters into their own hands by possibly opening up their own shop.

But for right now, it looks like it’s a wrap for Black Ink Crew.

You can see reactions to the shocking season finale below.

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Photo: Bernard Smalls / @PhotosByBeanz

Let’s be clear, vh1 did the right thing by firing him but where was their righteous outrage when Cesar’s daughter came out and said he put his hands on her while she was showering ? that wasn’t enough to fire him?!? Or how about when Dutchess came out and said he was abusing her for years? And VH1 did nothing?

That’s why it’s fquck vh1, Cesar and society who puts animal lives before people especially black peoples and black women! Ceasar been a violent and abusive arsshole, but it’s animal cruelty that is the last, last, lastest straw

So Ceasar allegedly beats his daughter naked in the shower and not a peep from VH1 or Viacom but he beats a dog and Black Ink Crew is promptly cancelled the next day. Oh ok vh1, Fuck you! No cookies for you! Black Ink Crew should of been canceled YEARS ago when Sky was on tv abusing Teddy. When Donna was abusing Alex. When Caesar’s own daughter said he BEAT HER UP. It took him hitting a dog with a chair to get the show entirely canceled, smh.

it’s sad because it’s probably canceled. Not because it’s low ratings or because they decided to end on top but because ceasar was a dog abuser who had the audacity to talk about how his employees fighting was going to ruin his brand when he ended up ruining his own brand

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Dutchess Tiger what are you doing? It makes my day brighter when I see the cats playing with the wonderful enrichment goodies the Enrichment Team makes for the cats. I want YOU, yes YOU, to join me in sending a GREAT BIG virtual Hug to each of those wonderful Enrichment Team members who give their time and creative talents to make fun things to keep the cats' minds and bodies busy. What Super Heroes they are! PLEASE, take a moment and say something to this amazing team to let them know what YOU think!

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Saturday Morning Coffee

Good morning from Charlottesville, Virginia! ☕️

Erik Pedersen • Deadline

James Earl Jones, the revered actor who voiced Star Wars villain Darth Vader, starred in Field of Dreams and many other films and Broadway shows and is an EGOT winner, died this morning at his home in Dutchess County, NY. He was 93.

My favorite James Earl Jones film is Field of Dreams. When he gave his speech about Baseball I teared up. He as a great actor and by all accounts a kind man.

Julio Merino

Over the years, I’ve repeatedly heard that Windows NT is a very advanced operating system and, being a Unix person myself, it has bothered me to not know why. I’ve been meaning to answer this question for years and I can do so now, which means I want to present you my findings.

A great analysis of Windows NT. I’ve been a fan of the OS since it shipped and even got a chance to work on the Windows NT Stress Testing team during the development of Windows NT 3.51. The last time I used Windows as my daily driver was in early 2014. It’s been a minute.

I own my career to Windows and my Visio mentors. All of those lovely people were exceedingly kind and taught me how to write Windows apps. It was a magical, golden, era of software development.

Anywho, NT is a great OS.

Lawrence Hodge • Jalopnik

Hoonigan Files For Bankruptcy With $1.2 Billion In Debt

This is a real shame. If you’ve never seen the Gymkhana series of videos you should they’re incredible. Ken Block was an amazing driver — yes, that Ken Block.

My favorite of all the Gymkhana videos is the first one I saw. It was GYMKHANA SEVEN, in LA.

Marta Biino • Semafor

The European Court of Justice took aim at both Apple and Google on Tuesday, ruling that the tech giants owe billions in taxes and fines in two key cases.

A lot of hot takes on this subject this week. When you get as big and powerful as Apple and Google you’re bound to attract the attention of regulators. Just ask Microsoft.

Jillian Frankel • NBC News

Former President Donald Trump, who makes frequent false claims that the 2020 presidential election was stolen through rampant fraud, warned Saturday that he would attempt to imprison anyone who engages in “unscrupulous behavior” during the 2024 race results.

Unhinged, unfit, and mentally inept. A perfect combination for the Office of the President, right? 🤬

This dude can go straight to hell.

Louie Mantia

How much is enough for Apple? When will they have enough money? It seems to me there’s nothing they can’t have or build with the money they’ve accumulated.

I think a lot of us Apple fans think this way, Louie. Unfortunately Apple is beholden to good old capitalists. They want their quarterly profits. That means brining home the bacon! 🐷

Apple will eventually have their downturn. It happened to Microsoft after they got too big for their own good, but they adapted and turned things around.

Apple is entering their “all regulatory agencies have an eye on us” phase. I suspect it’ll get worse before it gets better.

Andy Kalmowitz • Jalopnik

Abandoned Tesla Cybertruck Becomes Tourist Destination In Seattle

I mean most people should abandon their Cybertrucks. They’re $100,000 Space Karen stan garbage.

Menachem Z. Rosensaft • Newsweek

Several NASCAR teams have come forward with accusations of coercion and threats during recent charter negotiations. This revelation has cast a shadow over the ongoing discussions, sparking controversy and raising serious concerns about the sport’s governance and financial stability.

The business side of NASCAR has become interesting. Teams have to re-up their charters every few years. That seems wrong to me. I’d love to see them change that system to a franchise system like the NFL. You buy it once and hopefully the value rises so if you sell it you can make a profit.

I fantasize about running NASCAR and all the changes I’d make. That would be the first change. Help the teams stay profitable.

23XI — pronounced “twenty-three eleven” — is one of the two teams who didn’t sign the agreement. Michael Jordon is a co-owner of that team.

Yahoo Sports

Tua Tagovailoa suffers another concussion from hard hit in 31-10 loss to Bills

Mr. Tagovailoa is very young and has a lot of football left in him, but if I were him, I’d retire. CTE is a real thing and it may result in a mush brain later in life.

Retire and enjoy your family.

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Attorney Jeh Charles Johnson (September 11, 1957) a civil and criminal trial lawyer, was the US Secretary of Homeland Security. He received his BA from Morehouse College and obtained his JD from Columbia University. Nominated by President Barack Obama in October 2013, and subsequently confirmed on December 16, 2013, he is only the fourth person to hold this cabinet position.

He was born in New York. His parents, Norma E. Johnson and Jeh V. Johnson are associate directors of Planned Parenthood Dutchess-Ulster Inc. in Poughkeepsie and senior lecturer in the art department of Vassar College in Poughkeepsie, respectively. He began his career at the law firm Paul, Weiss, Rifkind, Wharton & Garrison LLP in the mid-1980s. He served as Assistant US Attorney in the Southern District of New York. He prosecuted public corruption cases. He returned to Paul, Weiss. He was elected the first African American partner at the firm.

President Bill Clinton appointed him as the General Counsel to the Air Force. He was awarded the Decoration for Exceptional Civilian Service. He returned to Paul, Weiss. He served as chair of the Judiciary Committee of the New York City Bar Association. He was elected a Fellow in the prestigious American College of Trial Lawyers.

President Barack Obama named him General Counsel of the Defense Department. Johnson was part of the senior management team that led the more than 10,000 military and civilian lawyers across the Department. He helped develop the legal strategies and policies for the detainees at Guantanamo Bay in Cuba.

He was involved in the challenge to the U.S. military policy, “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell”. President Obama appointed him co-chair of a working group to study the potential impact of a repeal of the policy. The report, praised as an objective and thorough analysis, was the basis for President Obama’s subsequent repeal of the policy.

He is a member of Sigma Pi Phi Fraternity. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence #sigmapiphi

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