#that's probably it for tonight but i'll do more requests tomorrow after work so feel free to keep sending them in!

[mothpawbs]

How about Lady Scarab?

gotta love rebel grandma, she's lowkey a badass fr

[obeymematches]

Hello~! Can I request a headcanon for an Mc that can’t sleep alone? Like they feel much safer sleeping next to someone. Thank you so much and take as much time as you need~! ☺️

ohhh i know how you feel, i also prefer sleeping with someone 💓 thank you for sending in a request & inspiring me, i had fun writing this💫

💤Sleeping together💤

Lucifer:

He is awake when you go over to his room. He didn't have intentions to sleep yet but he wants what is best for you. It is your secret mission to get him to do what is best for him. He gets addicted to sleeping with you also. Even if he has evening plans with Diavolo / he seriously has to work late he insists you stay in his room & he joins when he can.

Nothing could make me more at ease than feeling you sleep by my side.

Mammon:

Guess what MC he can't sleep without you either!! Whew good thing you two are on the same page!! He must hold you with his arms AND his legs to fall asleep. After that he'll toss and turn though. Gets super sad if you tell him no sleeping together tonight. He would never do this to you!! 😩

Are ya comfy MC? Wanna stroke my hair? Just a little?

Leviathan:

Quickly becomes addicted to your warmth surrounding him through the night. Never let go pls. You are a very good influence on his sleep schedule! Doesn't get as clingy as Mammon but damn he is very close to that level. Must get a bigger blanket so you stop stealing it so easily!

There there MC! My only duty now is to keep you warm!

Satan:

Oh you won't get him to sleep when he doesn't want to so easily. He lets you sleep on his bed but he isn't in a rush to join you in dreamland; yes he does lay next to you but he is still busy reading! Loves to cuddle even though you might not remember much of it the next day. I think he doesn't complain if you sleep together often as long as you are not demanding it.

Nights with you are the most peaceful. Thank you  for being with me MC.

Asmodeus:

Gotcha! He suggests sleeping together before you do! Never ever complains if you want to spend the night! Free to cuddle any time of the day if you want to nap!

My dove, resting with you calms me down every night. You look cute when you are sound asleep, did you know?

Beelzebub:

Blushes at the suggestion of helping you sleep solely by being next to you. Very careful not to be too heavy for you! Would never dare to suggest it but gladly sleeps with you every night if that's what you wish!

MC.... I love you so much, being your pillow is my pleasure!

Belphie:

Honestly he doesn't mind if you randomly visit him through the night to sleep with him. If he likes you he is going to make sure you have the best sleep of your life and you become addicted to him quickly.

That's it MC, now close your eyes and take a rest. I'll be guarding your dreams.

Diavolo:

Ah his lonely ass is craving your company 0-24 so honestly he would never refuse sleeping together. Has to make sure he has the most comfortable beddings on! Please cuddle him like his life depends on it, he is going to devote himself pretty soon if you keep it going!

I can't believe I was missing out on this feeling... somehow your presence makes me feel safe. I don't understand how either.

Barbatos:

Hmmm I think he likes his independence but how could he refuse you? You can rarely sleep together though so he isn't going to be the best candidate for this request unfortunately :( If you do though it's going to make you view him in a very different light; he rarely lets anyone see hin so vulnerable!

On one condition, we can sleep together. No taking pictures, you can only close your eyes and sleep!

Solomon:

Ohhh a feeling he was longing for for so long... and now it happens every night. He probably doesn't go to sleep early though so he just joins when he is ready to sleep. It is his pleasure to cuddle you through the night!

I could really get used to this, MC. Shall we do this tomorrow as well?

Simeon:

Okay one step at a time! First just cuddling on the couch, then on the bed, only after that you might sleep together! Doesn't complain though and feels bad for making you wait so long. Loves to caress your back as you're cuddled up to his chest!

This feeling.... do you feel it too, MC? I never want this moment to end.

[persefolli]

Hi can I request a Jake x short female reader x Tonowari where she is shy and a bit anxious at times, she starts relying on them more for affection and wants to be near them a lot when she’s not busy but thinks she’s bothering them too much after awhile and distances herself from them but one day they find her sleeping in their home with her holding an item each belonging to them and wake her up feeling how cold she is and she pulls them towards her asking if they can hug her and when they do, she doesn’t want to let them go and asks them not to leave her as she is feeling vulnerable and touch starved which causes her anxiety to occur more and they hug her and keep her warm for as long as she needs? Thanks

𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡-𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

“Hi Ma Jake.” You found yourself throwing your arms around the neck of a sitting Jake. His head was leaned over, looking over some maps and straining to analyze them.

“Y/n.” He raised your hand to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to them.

“It’s so late. Come to bed.”

Jake groaned and shook his head. “I would love to, but I just can’t tonight.” He rejected your offer. “I have a lot to go over and I just won’t have time for sleep.”

As much as you wanted to argue him down, you knew he wouldn’t budge. There were times where he made it clear that work came before anyone, even his own health. “Okay.” You said silently. Removing your arms from him you went walking across the pod, to the back where Tonowari sat up weaving something. 

“Ma wari.” You stood in the doorway with a smile.

“Y/n. How are you?”

“Good.” You twisted your foot into the floor. “You going to bed anytime soon?” 

“I’m afraid not. We’re hunting tomorrow and I'm gonna need this trap finished pronto.” He held up the loosely finished trap he was constructing. 

“It's so late though.” You groaned.

“You don’t have to wait for me sweetheart. Go snag up Jake, I'll be there later.”

A wave of sadness washed over you as you nodded and walked away in defeat. Both of them had rejected your offer to go to bed and it was more damaging to the ego than it seemed. You couldn't remember the last time you had felt them in bed with you, hug you, even a small pat on your back. It felt loveless, but you couldn't tell them that.

Morning came and you woke up to an empty pod, once again. There wasn’t much for you  to do, considering that you really only partook in fishing, and they called different people on different days. Today was not your day. You wandered around Awa’atlu, stopping at vendors and asking them if they needed any sort of assistance. Many rejected you, but you managed to help out an older woman who was selling fruits.

After that you did some more wandering, and stumbled upon Jake and his warriors who had emptied a part of the reef to practice sparring. Discreetly you inched closer to the crowd, and watched how the young na’vi men tackled and put each other on the ground. 

“Y/n!” You snapped your head up to see Jake looking with a confused look. 

You waved and signaled to him that you were just watching. He smiled and nodded, looking back towards the training recruits. You wanted so badly to go and climb to the platform he was on and hug him, be under his arm as the two of you watched, but that was unacceptable. All his attention needed to go on with his work.

Drained by just seeing him, you began walking home, kicking at rocks as you did so. 

They had to be distant for a reason.

No normal couple gives each other less attention unless it's something else capturing it. You had no stable job, no duties, no obligations, and they did. It probably annoyed them how free you did. And by asking them to hang with you, you probably unintentionally rubbed it in their face.

You huffed, not wanting your brain to turn that into reality.

You silently walked into your quiet home, and began browsing around at stuff. Looking at how everything was organized, you came across some interesting trinkets. A headband Jake wore when flying his ikran. You put it on and went over to the mirror to look at it. You adjustedit on your head and nodded in approval when it was set straight. Bored, you went to the weapons area of the pod, and began digging through the heavy machinery. Not finding anything nice, you looked at the melee items, which ended up homing one of Tonowari’s spears.

You grabbed the large weapon and walked back, twirling it in your hands and playing with the thing. 

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“My back hurts like hell!” Jake exclaimed.

“Welcome to getting older.” Tonowari joked.

The two men laughed as they entered the pod. They halted once they saw you sitting in the chair, leaning with your head thrown back and mouth open as you snored. “Y/n.” Tonowari sat his items down and walked over. You still had a tight grip on his spear you had stolen earlier, so he pried your hands from the item. 

“Y/n!” Jake said a little louder. “It’s a little cold in here don’t you think?”

Your eyes started to slowly flutter open, making out the shapes of your two lovers. Suddenly you shot up, looking between both of them with frantic eyes. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

“You were pretty deep in.” Jake reached forward. You leaned into him and allowed him to pick you up, carrying you to the bedroom while Tonowari followed behind you two. Jake noticed how your head was buried in his neck and how your breathing started to slow again. He softly laid you in the bed and climbed in next to you. “Playing with our stuff while we’re gone?” He teased. You felt heat rushing to your cheers and shook your head. “No…just missed the two of you.”

Tonowari took a seat on the edge of the bed, facing the wall. “Missed us.”

You reached out and pulled Tonowari back. He turned to crawl in bed next to you, scooting in close. 

“I haven’t felt you two in a while.” You said with your eyes closed, head leaned against Wari’s chest.

Jake's facial expression dropped as he thought back to multiple instances throughout the week where he would brush off a hug or a kiss unintentionally. He let out a groan, now knowing why you’ve been being more coy with your affection. 

“I'm so sorry baby.” He grabbed your hand and began stroking your flesh with his thumb. You felt Tonowari press a kiss to your temple, leaving a cold feeling where his lips once were. “We’ll start coming to bed on time. I promise.” He reassured.

“Dinner and Bed.” Jake corrected. “We didn’t court you just to neglect you like this.” 

You smiled with your eyes closed, grateful that this ended in a better way that you imagined, even better that they were now next to you. As you were still tired, you began to fall asleep, warm and comfortable between your two lovers.

[kakashisenppai]

dunno if you're still looking for kakashi ideas buttt...

can i request a proposal or wedding oneshot with hokage kakashi pls? ty <3

sure! i saw you said hcs were fine too but i tried to do an oneshot tho =) anyways, heres kakashi proposing, kinda long lol, hope you like it! <3

hokage!kakashi x f!reader

word count: 3.1k

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tag, you're it.

'it's today' kakashi thought, breathing deeply probably for the thousandth time that day. he had it planned for about a month but he couldn't help to feel anxious as the time got closer. touching the little velvet box in his pocket, kakashi watched the clock on his wall, wondering if time got slower since he step his foot there. he was waiting, not so patiently, for his lunch hour just to see you. everyday you stopped by to hand him his lunch or even eat together, but today it was going to be different, early that morning kakashi asked you if you two could go to Ichiraku get some ramen at his lunch time, and you agreed without a doubt, but actually he planned to take you on a walk by the river, where close by there was a picnic ready and waiting for you and then, lately he would finally ask you those four words he's been dying to say to you.

"are you waiting for someone?" he heard shikamaru's voice next to him, bringing him back to reality.

"huh?"

"I said are you waiting for someone? you're staring at the clock for some time now" the younger male affirmed, placing a pile of papers on his desk.

"just waiting for lunch, I'm kind of hungry" he tried to change the subject "and these are...?" he pointed to the papers in front of him.

"work. and you better be fast kakashi-sensei, there's more coming by the afternoon" he said turning away.

"thanks, shikamaru..." he said low while the boy closed the door behind him. kakashi shoulders got tense as he looked at it, taking a deep breath he didn't waist time to start, he had two hours until you came. by the time you walked through the door, kakashi placed the last paper sheet on the pile beside him, he rushed to get it all done and fortunately he had managed it just in time.

"hi, love" he said getting up to greet you with a kiss on your cheek.

"hey, babe, are you ready?" you smiled at him, placing your hand on his arm.

"for you? always" he joked, trying to act normal. you just laughed lightly, giving him a pat on the chest.

"should we get going then?" just as he was about to answer, you two got interrupted by shizune and shikamaru walking in with huge piles of paper, being followed by two other people holding just as much paper.

"hate to be a killjoy, but you have to get these ready till tomorrow" shikamaru explained while kakashi looked at him with wide eyes "and there's more coming". kakashi took a deep breath placing his hand on his face, frustrated about this inconvenience. he looked at you in the eyes and you could see the distress in them, smiling slightly you tried to reassure him.

"it's okay 'kashi, I'll go buy us some ramen and then we can eat here together, okay?" you caressed his covered cheek while he looked down at you, disappointed.

"I will make it up to you"

"there's no need, now go sit and get it started because I want you home tonight, I will be right back." you gave him a quick peck and turned away leaving the room, kakashi only stood there, hand in pocket touching the little box.

"hogake-sama?" shizune called him. now, taking a deep breath for the thousand and third time that day, kakashi sat by his desk and started once again those endless piles, upset his plan was ruined.

afterward when you came back with lunch, you two ate side by side, and after that you insisted to stay there with him, switching between helping him with paperwork and massaging his shoulders through the hours. when the sun was already down, he insisted you you go home, promising you he wouldn't stay all night there.

the two hands of the clock were up, indicating it was midnight when kakashi got home. taking his sandals and his hogake cloak off, he saw you on the couch, wrapped in a blanket watching whatever was on the tv. you glanced at the tired man in front of you, opening your arms you invited him over to your embrace and kakashi didn't even flinch when he moved to sit between your legs, hiding his face in your chest and holding you as close as possible to him.

"long day, huh?" you asked, stroking his soft silver hair.

"the longest. thanks for staying with me through the afternoon, I really appreciate it" he uttered.

"it's okay love, I just want to be by your side".

"forever?" he closed his eyes.

"forever".

kakashi then relaxed, drifting into sleep thinking tomorrow was going to be the day, he was going to ask you tomorrow. tomorrow.

✂

kakashi was hopeful as his lunch time was getting closer, he again asked you to go to Ichiraku together and for the second time his clone got the picnic prepared. today everything was going to be fine, no paperwork to get done and no shinuze or shikamaru to trap him there all night. kakashi patted the box in his pocket, waiting for the time to come. he was going to ask you today. as the time passed, kakashi was getting impatient, usually you're never late and that was enough reason to get him anxious. the silver haired man then decided to summon his ninken to help him.

"congratulation, boss" pakkun said right away, trying to look nonchalant.

"I didn't asked her yet, pakkun" he started, looking at the dog frustrated "but I need a favour".

kakashi then proceeded to explain everything to pakkun and what he needed to do so his plan could work, the dog only agreed and told kakashi to relax, put this matter on his paws meant job done. kakashi only sighed, wishing pakkun a good luck when he saw the dog leave his office.

after hours of waiting, pakkun walked in the room, carrying a box on his back. kakashi stopped everything he was doing and looked at the dog, waiting for him to talk and actually explain why he took so long. when he noticed pakkun was waiting for him to say something, he arched an eyebrow in question.

"she's taking care of Mirai, boss, she said Kurenai had an emergency and she forgot to contact you. she also made me bring you food," kakashi exhaled, resting his head on the back of the chair " there's biscuits for me too, so pay attention to not take them." pakkun jumped on his lap, patting kakashi on the leg to get his attention.

"I should eat your biscuits just because you made me wait for so long" kakashi provoked the dog, who groaned at him in response. he tried not to get disappointed again by the fail, so he just reheated the food his girlfriend made and ate, enjoying his dog presence.

tomorrow, he was going to ask you tomorrow. tomorrow.

✂

on the third day, everything was more than prepared, no paperwork, no unforeseen, no problem ahead. when you got there, kakashi quickly took you outside the hogake tower, not letting anyone interrupt you two. you walked beside him watching your way while kakashi watched you closely, distracted by your lovely figure next to him, he only noticed his surroundings when you started to get closer to Ichiraku. surprising you, kakashi took your hand and started to guide you in the opposite direction from the restaurant, you looked at him confused and he only gave you a warm smile. you decided not to ask, you trusted him with your life after all. taking his hand in yours, you intertwined your fingers, walking along with him.

you were already outside the populated part of Konoha, getting closer and closer to the river. kakashi was sweating as the anxiety dropped his stomach on his feet, the hot weather didn't help him at all with the shivers down his spine. watching him from your side eye, you finally spoke.

"what are you planning, kakashi?"

"nothing, love" he looked at you "I just thought we could enjoy the weather together". you looked at him suspicious, but decided to believe him anyway.

the walk was calm, the spring wind was blowing the flowers around you, helping the romantic vibe. kakashi was happy about how well this was turning out, you looked comfortable and joyful by his side, making he believe he couldn't be more in love. you stopped on your feet, turning your face to look at him surprised, he took a moment to realize you two were already by where his clone prepared the picnic.

"what is that, kakashi?" you squeezed his hand. kakashi looked over the blanket where the basket, the champagne and flowers were sat.

"for me looks like a surprise for a lovely person" he said playfully. you patted him on the shoulder and ran over the blanket, kakashi chose the right location under a big tree, making the river look ever more bright and clear from there, he was happy that place didn't not change at all along the years.

we walked slowly to you and places both of his arms around your waist, holding you tight from behind.

"I hope you like it" he placed a kiss on the top of your head.

"oh 'kashi, i loved it" you turned around, placing your arms around his neck "it's beautiful", you slowly took his mask down and placed a tender kiss on his lips.

"not as beautiful as you though" he answered when you broke the kiss, giving you a quick peck on the lips again "are you hungry?". kakashi watched as you happily agreed with him.

you two sat down next to each other and kakashi started to take things off the basket, he bought all of your favourites, and you watched it admired, it was almost like a mini feast for the two of you. kakashi could see not only in your eyes, but in your face as well how delighted you were and he couldn't be more satisfied by that. you two ate calmly, enjoying each other presence, the whole evening was full of food, conversation, laughter and caresses.

when you two were leaning on the tree, champagne glasses empty and your head on his shoulder, kakashi felt like it was the right time, so he turned at you taking a deep breath, taking your hand in his he turned your attention to him.

"y/n, my love, I don't know if your remember, but this was the place we met, right under this three" you shook in head in agreement, "since that day you became the most important person in my life, we were both fourteen years old and we were both going through tough times..., when I met you I felt a connection, and as the years went by I fell in love with you" he took his hand inside his pocked, holding your left hand only "and now, after so many things together, after a war, and after becoming hogake, after so many years..." he switch hands, holding your left hand with his right one, looking for the box in his other pocket "after so many years... I just know I couldn't be more in love with you..." he patted his back pockets lightly "I love you more than you could ever know... y/n..." he patted the pocket on his leg, looking in your tearfully eyes.

kakashi stopped for a moment, not believing this was happening. shit, shit shit. he held his head in his hand, taking a deep breath. this couldn't be happening.

"baby, what's wrong?" you asked seeing he changed his behaviour.

"I think I lost my keys" he came with an excuse, deadpan expression on his face. he stared at you, and for a moment you just stayed there looking at each other, until you break in laughter. kakashi didn't know how to react, but seeing you laugh that much, holding your belly in your hands, calmed him down, not believing his forgetfulness in such moment, he only could laugh at himself. you laid on your back, still laughing and he laid by your side, watching the tears fall from the corner of your eyes.

"oh my god" you said, trying to calm down "I love you so much, kakashi" you looked at him, smiling brighter than the sun "I love you so fucking much" you gave him a peck on his covered lips "thanks for today, love, I will never forget it" you shifted positions, laying your head on his chest, for a moment he became nervous about his heartbeat, but didn't mind as you cuddled him.

"me neither, darling" he placed his arm around your waist, and he didn't lie, he could he ever forget how he forgot the ring to propose you on that day.

✂

the dark clouds became closer and closer to the village as the hours went by, kakashi and you were walking peacefully through the village, he early decided shizuke, shikamaru and naruto could handle things today, so he decided to take the day off to spend it with you. he was holding three bags in one of his hands, the other one was holding yours tenderly, after you went home yesterday, you two couldn't get off each other, you were still inebriated in kakashi's words and kakashi was still trying to pretend like he wasn't going to propose you yesterday, but he still had a plan. you two stopped at Ichiraku to get some lunch before going home.

"y/n, I was thinking if we could take a walk with the dogs today" he said when you two got home.

"I'm totally up, but we should go before it starts to rain" you mentioned.

the eight dogs walked around you two, you were close to the same river as yesterday, but near the training grounds this time, still no one around, you two were quiet, but not uncomfortable.

"how did you manage to get out that office today?" you looked at him.

"I said naruto could practice being hogake for a day and shikamaru being his right hand without me to train him, shizune is supervising them though" he explained to her.

"ugh, I hope naruto can become the hogake soon so I can have you all for me" you said playfully.

"you already have me all for you, darling, duh" kakashi pulled you close by your waist, placing a small kiss on your forehead.

"but not as much as I would like" you placed a peck on his lips, kakashi took his mask off and pulled your lips together again, tasting the sweet ice cream flavour you had before on your tongue. you wrapped your hands around his neck, pulling the hair on his nape slightly. you two broke the kiss when the first drop of rain fell on your heads, looking to the sky, you two smiled at each other before sharing another kiss. the ninken who were close to you decided to run, happy about the earth becoming mud under their paws.

"oh, it's going to be a mess" you said, watching them play with each other.

"yeah, but a really cute one" he added.

"can't disagree"

you two watched as they played happily, mud now all over them. distracting you for a while, kakashi placed his vest on your shoulders, you gave him a smile and accepted it, wearing it fully and closing it around your torso. you two were now soaked from head to toe but you didn't even mind, you were happy with each other presence and nothing could change that. for a seconds you didn't even comprehend the words who came out of shiba's mouth as he got closer to you, a second later before a 'tag, you're it' you slipped on your feet as the dog jumped on you, making you fall butt on the ground.

"sorry!" the grey dog said before running away from you.

"thanks, shiba!" you voiced while kakashi only laughed at you "help me, 'kashi" you insisted, when he gave you his hand, you held it and pulled him to the ground as well "tag, you're it" you said, now laughing as well.

"what a dirty game" he declared, smiling playfully "I suggest you to run now" he said taunting you "I'm gonna count till five"

when kakashi started to count, you quickly got up on your feet, staying closer to the dogs. once he started to run, it was pure chaos, the dogs rushed around, trying to scape from him and you ran trying to stay on your foot, slippering most of the time. you ten played for a long time, slippering, falling and laughing, over and over again. it was kakashi's turn again when he made you his target, you tried your best to dodge from his touch, but when you got out of breath and placed your hands on your knees, you heard kakashi stop close to you letting out a giggle, you closed your eyes, trying to steady yourself, saying 'just a sec' to him. when you got up, you almost fell again as you saw kakashi on his knees, holding a little black velvet box in his hand.

"tag, you're it" he said opening it, revealing the prettiest ring you have ever seen. you watched him mouth-open, not knowing what to say, you felt tears forming in your eyes as he cleaned his throat, opening his mouth to say something "y/n, I love you, will-", you didn't let him finish as you jumped on him, making him fall back on the ground with you on top of him, saying 'yes' multiple times "I didn't even get to finish" he laughed looking at you, you sat on the ground and pulled him to sat in front of you, murmuring a little 'sorry'. taking a deep breath, he looked at you "y/n, will you marry me?" you took his mask down to look right on his face, the smile he gave you melted your heart and you never felt so vulnerable with him looking at you like that.

"yes, kakashi, I will marry you" you answered him, tears now rolling down your checks. kakashi took the ring and putted it in your dirty finger, but you didn't even care, it looked beautiful like that. you held his face with your both hands and kissed him deeply, and as kakashi pulled you closer, the only thing you could hear was the loud voices of the dogs behind you.

it didn't happen as planned, but kakashi didn't wish it to be any different, you were finally his.

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ignore any mistakes lol

any feedback will be appreciated, hope you guys like it!!!!

[thechillmage]

ᵗⁱᵗˡᵉ...... let me show you my love

ˢᵘᵐᵐᵃʳʸ...... Y/n doesn't believe that Fred loves her due to his previous acts to her

requested: yes, but i deleted the request accidentally 😭🫶🏼 thankfully i had a scs of the request in my notes

fred weasley x harry's sis!chubby!reader

i like writing in 3rd pov, but if you don't like that, i can switch to 1st or 2nd

Y/n denied to believe that Fred likes her or even loves her. It just wasn't that believable to her, Fred was always around skinny girls. Jealousy, that's what she felt when he was seen around them. Not only that, but Fred and his twin, George, used to make fun of her, making her sad as soon as she heard what they said to her. Whenever she walked into a classroom, or just her common room, girls would look her up and down, probably not in a good way. She wasn't insecure, but just the looks they gave to her caused the insecurity to rise. Previously, she wore crop tops without feeling embarrassed, but now she doesn't. People judge whatever you are, skinny, chubby, overweight, and underweight. They just can't keep their mouths shut. When Fred started to act nice towards her, at first, she tried avoiding him and his suspicious behavior. But she couldn't. He was everywhere. She also noticed that people stopped judging her, so she was happy about that, feeling more confident to start wearing new clothes that were shorter.

"I mean, isn't it so sudden?" Y/n spoke to Harry and Hermione, who were waiting for Ron, talking about how suspicious Fred was. Harry shrugged, but Hermione replied, "Maybe he realized how nice and beautiful you are? People stopped whispering about you and judging you out of nowhere. Maybe he said something?" she whispered, not wanting people around them to hear. Y/n looked down at her hands before nodding "Hmh" she hummed. She looked around, seeing the twins and Ron going towards them. Fred looked worried, as if he was looking for someone. Harry and Hermione said their goodbyes and left before Ron got to them, picking up George as well. Y/n thought that Fred would follow after George and the trio, but he continued walking towards Y/n, a smile forming on his face. "Hello Miss L/n, what a pleasure seeing you, I've been looking for you. " he smiled, "You look beautiful today, just like you always do. " Y/n blushed, and this time, she didn't ignore him. Instead, she thanked him. "Thank you Fred, why were you looking for me?" she asked him. He looked at her, keeping eye contact. "I was going to ask you to go to Hogsmeade with me tonight, or tomorrow, whenever you can. I don't mind waiting for you." he answered, starting to get anxious. Who would get anxious talking to a girl like you, Fred thought, staring at her lovingly. She looked around, fidgeting with her fingers, replying to him: "Sure Fred, I will go to Hogsmeade with you gladly. I am free today, tomorrow, and every other day.". "So today? I'll be at your common rooms entrance at 5PM." he said before smiling at her and leaving.

Y/n spent her day reading and walking around the castle, thinking about what to wear to Hogsmeade. When the clock hit 3PM, she started to get ready, Hermione helping her to choose what to wear. After she was done, she talked with Hermione for a bit until it was 4.40PM before getting out of their dorm. Hermione and Y/n saw Fred sitting at the couch, waiting patiently with her favorite flower. Harry hit Fred with his arm to get him to turn around, Y/n widened her eyes at him as if to ask him why'd you hit him. Fred stood up slowly, turning to Y/n, a shy smile on his face. "You look beautiful," he said as he got closer to her. "You look handome," she talked back. He gave her the flower before suggesting, "Shall we go, my lady?". She nodded and placed her hand into his bigger one. When Y/n and Fred left, Harry and Hermione high fived each other, "I told you it would work." Harry said. "I didn't say it wouldn't." Hermione sang, smiling. They made a plan named "The perfect match; a plan", they laughed about the name, and it sounded like a book.

... 𝒂 𝒇𝒆𝒘 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 ...

"The day that you said yes to go on a date with me is the day I knew that you would be the one standing in front of me at the aisle. Even tho I used to make fun of you, I regretted it immediately when I realized how sad you got. That made me try to gain your attention by following you around like a lost puppy, but you managed to escape me every time. Until, that day, when you were in the Grand Hall with Harry and Hermione. I was talking to Fred about how I couldn't find you, I planned to apologize by taking you on a date, so the day before, I asked your best friends what were your favorite flowers, books, sweets, and what you like doing on weekends. They helped me to talk to you. Instead of waiting for Ron in the common room, they waited in the Grand Hall, knowing that George and I would get there with Ron. You probably saw the relief appear on my face when I saw you. It was true what I said, I was looking for you that day. I promise never to let you down and feel left out anywhere we go together. To answer your incoming question, no, you won't be safe when pranks occur. And one last thing before I end my speech and that is...I love you, I always have, and I always will." Fred ended his vows for Y/n. "Can someone get us some tissues?" he sniffed, crying after seeing his love of life cry. The crowd laughed before Hermione got them the tissues, taking one for herself. And with that, they continued their love until deaths stopped them. Even then, they would find each other in the afterlife.

sorry that it's short </3

and sorry for accidentally deleting your request😭

[moongirlcleo]

Jellal x Fem!Reader

summary: imagine needing a source of info on Jellal so ft member! Female reader manages to find him while on a job, of course this info costs a fee, and with no money there must be other ways to compensate that would leave the reader twitching and with the information she needs, ya know👀 CW: character is slightly OOC in this to fit the request, but who cares. Smut, a good time, alcohol consumption, slight dubcon thanks to booze. A/N: i wont even lie, this got lost because I lost the original ask due to trying to figure out who this request was about, but thank you for reminding me.

There weren't many things that surprised you in life anymore. Today was one of those few times. You were fairly sure that what you were about to do would go down as either the most disturbing moment of your life, or the most... satisfying. Especially because it wasn't something that happened to you, being caught without money and trying to glean information about someone.

Instead, you found yourself at Jellal's mercy. Well, perhaps not exactly. You still had some of your pride. And any woman who thinks she's got anything left has never met Jellal. Your only option for now, then, was to agree to his demands or pay up accordingly. After all, you already let it slip you were there for information about him. Erza had sent you on this mission, and you weren't expecting your target to be so... sexy. Or available. It could be a fun night.

"You want some wine?" He asked, before going over to pour himself a glass. The table was cluttered with various types, from sweet whites to more bold reds, sparkling ones and others. "It'll help calm you down."

That sounded like the perfect idea to you right now. Even though your situation wasn't ideal by any means, you needed some liquid courage. You always did when dealing with strange men, and he certainly qualified as that. You didn't know much about him, but he seemed a little out of place here in this deserted town. Did he own this bar? How much was he worth? What kind of stuff did he like to do? Those were questions that would probably have to wait until tomorrow.

For tonight, you just wanted to drink and get on with the interrogation. "Yes, please."

As he poured your glass, you sat down across from him, eyes fixed on his hands. You'd spent quite a bit of time practicing self-defense with different types of knives and swords, but none of them were able to pierce human skin. With your focus elsewhere, however, you barely felt him sit next to you. But when he finally reached over and offered you the glass, you soon found yourself in his lap.

Jellal's hands slid around your waist and onto your hips.

His fingers pressed against your sides and you could feel the tips run along your backside, causing your body to shiver. His smirk radiated across his face, hiding whatever secrets you came to extract from him.

"So you came to get information on me, yeah?" He purred into your ear. "And how much are you willing to pay me for it?"

In one swift motion, he grabbed your wrists and pinned them above your head, straddling you. A small part of you hoped you might be able to fight him off and escape, but the alcohol in your system had already done its work.

"I--" You tried to respond, but the blush along your cheeks gave you away. Jellal laughed.

"Alright, pretty bird, I'll give you what you want to know. For a fee, of course."

Jellal smirked again, letting his hand slide around your throat. You flinched, surprised at the roughness of his touch. Maybe it was the alcohol making you weak, but you felt your knees tremble as he whispered directly into your ear, using his free hand to unbutton your blouse.

When he pulled back, he pushed the straps of your bra aside and exposed your breasts. "Let's see how badly you want this info. Make me want to give it to you."

He tugged your shirt back down, giving him access to your skin. His finger traced circles around your breasts, and you arched your back, thrusting them closer towards him. As you lost control, you began to giggle and press against his body. Your mind couldn't grasp what was happening, but all you knew was that your brain seemed to shut down, leaving you helplessly turned on.

When Jellal lifted his finger away, you looked at him through hooded eyes. "What's the price?"

Jellal smirked. "Good girl. Not very difficult to convince. One kiss, and you're already at my mercy. Make me cum, and I'll give you the info."

His words ignited an even stronger desire within you. It was hard enough being able to look into his lustful gaze, but now he was practically commanding you to pleasure him. You whimpered softly and stood up, climbing back onto his lap. With a breath, you wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him roughly. His lips parted slightly and you slipped your tongue inside, slowly gliding over his teeth. This time, he let out a low groan and returned the favor, running his hands down your backside and into your underwear. Your stomach clenched.

There was nothing else you could think about but how good it felt to be with him. He picked you up easily, and carried you over to a large couch. You kicked your legs around as he set you down, almost crushing your breasts in the process. When you felt his hardness press against your thigh, you moaned loudly.

You smiled shyly, licking your lips. Before you knew it, you found yourself underneath him. You wiggled under his weight, eager to feel him deep inside of you. His pants remained unzipped, and you moved closer to push them down, but Jellal shook his head.

"Wait." He said, grabbing a nearby chair and setting it upright. "Sit."

Once seated, he reached out his hand and ran it up your inner thigh. Slowly, he slid a finger under your panties and pressed forward. As his other hand made its way to the top of your breast, he slid two fingers into your wet slit. You squirmed beneath him, moaning loudly as he stroked you.

Your thighs clamped together involuntarily, but he gripped them tightly, forcing them open. With his free hand, he began to massage your bundle of nerves. With each brush of his thumb, you cried out. Finally, he leaned forward, burying his face between your legs. His warm breath sent chills throughout your body. His hot mouth surrounded your clit, sucking it gently. You wrapped your arms around his head, grabbing handfuls of hair.

With each stroke, you couldn't hold back your cries. Jellal licked his lips, then pressed his tongue harder against you. You cried out again, unable to control your pleasure.

Your head fell back, your hands gripping his head as you rode out the waves of pleasure coursing through your body. Every thrust pushed you further into climax, making you grab his shoulder tighter. As your breathing slowed, you glanced down to find his cock sticking straight out. Still erect, it pointed right at your face. With a sly grin, he grabbed your chin and forced you to meet his gaze.

You started to lean forward, intent on taking him in your mouth, but his lips stopped you.

The smile returned to his face. "Oh no, I'm fucking you right here." Hearing those words had your pussy clenching even harder than before.

"Come on," he murmured, running his fingers up and down your torso. "Back to the couch."

By the time you were seated once again, you couldn't contain yourself any longer. Panting heavily, he lowered his hips and let his thick member slide into your body. He sank slowly, grinding his hips against yours, and you took a sharp intake of breath. He leaned forward, kissing you deeply as he fucked you mercilessly.

Each thrust sent shockwaves throughout your body, making your clit throb. Sweat dripped from Jellal's brow as he stared down at you. Without warning, he suddenly increased the pace, pressing his hips down hard against yours. Every thrust sent a new wave of pleasure surging through your body, making you whimper uncontrollably. Suddenly, Jellal pulled out and slammed into you once more. Then again, and again.

All too quickly, you were nearing another climax. As you looked up at him, you saw his face contorted in pleasure. His eyes glazed over as his dick pulsated, sending thick white ropes of seed shooting into you. With every pulse, you came as well, your orgasm spilling over you in sheets. You fell limp on the couch, breathing heavily. Jellal collapsed beside you, panting.

After several minutes, he finally regained his senses. Gently, he pulled his softening member out of you. You lay there in blissful exhaustion, exhausted by both the passion and the physical exertion. The room was filled with the faint smell of sex, and it took a while for your body to return to normal.

Jellal leaned over and kissed you on the forehead. "You can ask me anything now, if you like."

At first, you thought he was kidding. The whole thing was such a blur, and you'd almost forgotten why you were there in the first place. It took everything in you to recall what you needed from him, and he patiently waited for you to ask him all you needed.

It wasn't until the following day did the whole thing hit you. Maybe you'd take missions like these more often.

[space-fox-writes]

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary- Reader's first time meeting Steve

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Y/N scanned the halls for Nancy Wheeler, trying her best to keep her anxiety at bay. When she caught sight of her, she quickly shut her locker, walked up to the tiny girl, and waited for her to finish her conversation with Robin Buckley and Eddie Munson before she would say anything. She kept her eyes down on the floor, looking at the shoes the others were wearing.

"We'll catch you at Steve's tonight, Nance. Bye, Y/N!" Eddie said sweetly to Y/N, bringing said girl out of her head. She looked up just as the other two were leaving, flashing a tiny smile at them before turning to look at Nancy, who was already looking at her.

"Hi, Y/N. Did you need something?" Nancy asked her in a kind tone, looking into Y/N's eyes. A small smile graced her beautiful face, easing Y/N's nerves slightly. A small smile of her own fell onto Y/N's face just as she began to talk.

"Y-yeah. I was wondering if you would be willing to tutor me in math and chemistry? I'm just really having a hard time with everything since it's getting closer to midterms and I'm so worried I'm going to fail them and which would not look good on my applications to college, and I could just really use your help. I-I can pay you, if you want, too, probably not much but it would be better than not paying you because I'm taking up your time-" Y/N rambled but was cut off by a chuckling Nancy.

"Y/N, slow down! I'd be more than happy to help you out. You don't need to pay me. Do you want to start tonight?" Nancy asks, pulling out a piece of paper to write something down.

"Oh, um, I thought I heard Eddie say you were busy tonight. We can start tomorrow if you're free. I don't want to take you away from your friends if you already had plans." Y/N said, looking down just enough not to make eye contact with the other girl across from her.

"It's totally fine! Steve won't mind someone else coming along. It was just dinner and a couple games tonight anyway. We do this every Friday night, it's nothing special. I can go ask Steve right now if it would make you feel better?" Nancy asked, the same small smile from a few minutes ago coming back onto her face.

"Um, yeah. That would make me feel a lot better." Y/N said, following after Nancy on her walk to her station wagon in the parking lot.

Nancy unlocked to door, sliding in and grabbing a walkie-talkie from the glove box, pressing the call button down, and talking into it.

"Steve? It's Nancy. I have a question for you." She said. The radio crackled a few times before a voice was heard through it.

"Yeah, what's up, Nance?" The voice, Steve, Y/N was assuming, said on the other end.

"Y/F/N asked me today if I could help with her midterms, I said I could tonight but she doesn't want to impose on our family night tonight. Is it okay if I bring her along? I told her you would be fine with it but she just wants to make sure." Nancy explained into the radio, releasing the button when she was done talking.

"Of course it's fine! The more the merrier! What kind of pizza does she like? Or if she doesn't like pizza I could pick something else up for her. Does she have any dietary worries I should know about?" Steve asks in a cheery voice. Nancy looks over at Y/N with a big smile, asking her the same question. Y/N answers quietly for Nancy to tell him, then they're saying their goodbyes to each other. Nancy gets out of the car, smiling at Y/N again.

"Well, that settles it then! You'll come and hang out at Steve's house with us tonight and we'll study together. I'm helping Eddie with his midterms tonight as well so this works out great. I'll pick you up at, say, quarter to six at your house?" Nancy asks, getting a nod in return and a slip of paper with Y/N's address on it. "Great! I'll see you tonight Y/N!" Nancy says in a sweet voice before walking back into the school for her last class of the day.

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Y/N switched her sweater out for the third time tonight, deciding on a simple Hawkins High Swim sweatshirt just as she heard Nancy honk her car horn from the driveway, telling her she was waiting for her. Y/N quickly checked her outfit one last time, deciding it would have to be good enough now. When she had gotten home, she quickly took a shower to wash the day off of her and changed into a pair of light wash, baggy jeans, and now, after changing so many times, a sweatshirt. Her hair had been towel dried so it had a little bit of curl to it, falling over her shoulders and down her back. Y/N threw her backpack on and rushed out the door, telling her parents not to wait up for her tonight.

"Hey! We just need to make one stop before we head to Steve's place, I hope that's okay." Nancy said when Y/N got into the car. She nodded her head, putting her bag down at her feet and putting her seatbelt on. 

Once the car stopped at the Henderson's place and said boy made it into the car, Nancy directed them to Steve's house, Y/N could feel her anxiety ramping up slightly. She had never been to Steve Harrington's house before. She had no reason to be at his house in the past. She wasn't really a party type of girl, she preferred to stay at home, reading a book or watching a movie. Not to mention the major crush she had on the Harrington's only child. I mean, who didn't?

Nancy slowly pulled into a large driveway, cutting the engine off before getting out of the car and following the boys up to the door. Y/N took a deep breath just as she got to the front door, following after Nancy into the house and slipping her Vans off, setting them next to Nancy's shoes. 

Y/N could hear loud talking and laughing coming from the living room, which she slowly walked into. The laughing and talking cut off when she walked in, everyone staring at her. Y/N could see Eddie and Robin smile brightly at her, making her feel only a tiny bit better, but not much considering eight other sets of eyes on her. Y/N's eyes gravitate toward the ground until she hears a familiar voice come into the room.

"Okay, I just ordered the pizzas, guy said it would be about half an hour before they got here. What are you all looking at?" Steve asked, turning his head toward the entry to the living room from the front door and stairs. "Oh, you must be Y/N?" He asks, smiling gently at her. 

"Y-yeah, that's me. Sorry to crash your party, Nancy said it would be okay for me to come. But I'll stay out of everyone's hair, I'm just here to study with Nancy." Y/N said quietly, trying her best to hold eye contact with Steve, but failing miserably.

"No, you didn't crash anything! I told Nancy that you're more than welcome to hang out with us!" Steve said with a sweet smile on his face. "Oh, um, I'm Steve, you already know Robin and Eddie, but that's Johnathan. And those gremlins are Max, Jane, Erica, Dustin, Mike, Will, and Lucas." Steve introduced everyone in the room to the newcomer, turning back to her when he finished. Everyone gave a small wave and smile, then went back to their earlier conversations. "You're welcome to come in and make yourself comfortable. I've set up the far end of the dining table for you, Nance, and Eddie whenever you're ready to start studying." Steve said, pointing in the general direction of the dining room. Y/N nodded her head, walking further into the room, only after Nancy walked in.

"Eddie, I think Y/N and I are going to start studying if you want to join us. I know how much you love to play the games with everyone so it would probably be a good idea to study before dinner gets here so you can still play after. That sound okay?" Nancy asked the metalhead, to which he nodded his head, grabbing his bag from next to him and walking off to the dining room. Nancy and Y/N followed him, seeing where Steve set up a place for them. He had pens, pencils, and highlighters sitting in the middle with a pencil sharpener off to the side slightly. Y/N smiled at the thought that Steve made sure they had everything they needed before they got started. "Okay, why don't we start with math? You're in the same math class, I believe, yes?" Nancy asked, earning a nod from the other two.

Y/N pulled out her math notebook and textbook, flipping to the page the teacher assigned them to, and started on the problems on the page.

For the next twenty minutes, Y/N, Nancy, and Eddie worked on the math problems their teacher had given them for the weekend, Nancy occasionally helping the two of them when they asked for it. Just as Y/N was getting to the second page of math equations, Steve walked in with several boxes of pizza, setting them on the dining table, and yelling for everyone to come and get it. Before Y/N could even put her pencil back down on her paper to keep writing, everyone came rushing into the room, throwing the pizza boxes open and grabbing their slices of dinner, Nancy and Eddie among those getting food.

"Are you going to come get some Y/N?" Nancy asked, looking over to said girl, raising her eyebrows.

"Oh, uh, yeah just give me a few minutes to finish this problem." Y/N said, giving the others a small smile. She looked back down at the textbook once she got a nod from Nancy.

Half an hour later, Y/N was still working on her math, with no food on a plate in front of her. She was startled from her concentration when Steve sat down next to her, placing a plate in front of her with three pieces of pizza on it, a smile on his face.

"I noticed you never got up for dinner and wanted to save some for you before the gremlins picked over everything." He said, pointing to the plate between the two of them.

"Oh, um, thank you." Y/N said quietly, blushing slightly.

Steve just gave her a big grin before looking down at her sweatshirt. "Are you on the swim team? I was the captain for three years including my senior year." Steve said with a proud smile.

"Oh, um, no. My older brother was on the team all four years of school. His name was Carter, he really thought you were cool. Looked up to you a lot." Y/N explained with a smile of her own on her lips.

"Oh, yeah I know Carter. But I thought your last name was Y/L/N. The back of the sweatshirt says Wentworth." Steve says, a confused look taking over his face. Y/N couldn't help but chuckle slightly at how cute he was.

"It is. He took our stepdad's last name when our mom remarried, I kept my dad's name. Never liked my step-family much."

"Ah, makes sense. Your brother was pretty cool. I knew he had a little sister but I had no idea she was so cute and shy." Steve said, the same smile from before gracefully falling onto his face once more. Y/N smiled down at her homework again, a fierce blush taking over her cheeks.

"I'm not so much as shy, it's just my anxiety. And I'm not cute." She said, the last one more to herself than to Steve.

"Oh come on. You're very cute. Don't sell yourself short there, sweetheart." Steve said, trying to convince the girl in front of him. "Well, everyone is getting antsy to start playing a few games so why don't you come join us? Take a break from your work and have some fun, get to know everyone." Steve said, standing from his spot at the table.

"Oh, no that's fine. I don't want to intrude on your game night. It's enough that you're feeding me. I don't want to step on anyone's toes." Y/N said, shaking her head and dropping the easy smile that was on her plump lips.

"I already told you that you didn't intrude or ruin anything. Max and Jane were pestering me to come in here and get you to play some games with us. They're excited to meet you and pull you into this little rag-tag group we have," Steve said, a blush starting to creep up on his face. "And I was hoping to get to know you a bit better, maybe ask you out on a date?" He asked, the blush fully taking over his face by now. It was pretty cute.

"Okay, but only because I was promised a date from Steve Harrington. I'll hold you to that, I hope you know that." Y/N joked, smiling as a grin broke out on Steve's face.

"Yeah! We can hash out the details before you leave tonight!" Steve said excitedly. Y/N smiled up at him, following him out of the dining room and to the packed living room.

[mygainyear2024]

Day 18 Delayed

After not one, but two pastel de natas before my dance class at the gym, and a homemade sardine tosta I walked 5+ kms to my third language lesson via Clarice, in Alvor, for a proper latte ☕️

I tried to video the garbage collection system near my apartment but failed in my timing. The collectors were also looking at me strangely as I held my phone up to film!

I did get a better shot of the cute dog that looks out over the neighbourhood with interest. I had a brief chat with the owner to confirm he's only two. Noticeably, there are lots of dogs, as well as learner drivers and pastelarias.

After the fun language lesson, practising conversation starters and replies, I had an interesting conversation with a retired fireman, Gary from Ireland 😉 I noticed Gary at the first lesson. He seemed broodish, but I think he may be an introvert, if that's possible for an Irish man? Although my depth of experience with Irish men is limited to one!!! (Yes kids, I know he had a problem with alcohol and you thought he was gay, BUT he did make great duck fat baked potatoes!) Today Gary came with his lesson notes neatly stored in plastic sleeves in a folder, but he said "que interessante" with as much enthusiasm as a wet fish. Rebecca asked him to be a bit more animated. I think his interest must have peaked in me when he heard me saying, in terrible portuguese "sou impragada do estado" which translates to "I am imprisoned by the State". I'll need to check this with Rebecca at the next lesson, I'm sure there's a better way to say "public servant". I'm also "dona de casa" which means investment property owner, but it also means housewife!

Gary wanted to give me lots of advice about superannuation. I’m sure he was well intentioned but I feel quite informed 😂 Sadly the teacher is taking a break next week so I’ll miss Gary, but I’ll ask around, apparently he is a member of a walking group and I need to do some more walking 😜

I’m now getting ready to have dinner with Rosie at Restaurante F in Praia da Rocha. She’s messaged me this afternoon to invite me to a book launch tomorrow night at Irish Rovers, que interessante!! She also said “We will also go tonight to listen to the band after dinner” Stay tuned….

So dinner at Restaurante F was pleasant. I had high expectations (from the number of Facebook comments after I posted the request, “recommendations for best restaurant with ocean views and I don't care for steak!) and also when I saw the selection of breads being wheeled around on a trolley and a separate aperitif menu. The bread (cornbread, pumpkin bread and plain) and two butters were delicious, the shared prawns ok and my first cataplana of octopus, clams and sweet potato (Algarve stew cooked in copper or stainless steel pot) tasty, rounded out with the shared crème brûlée and bottle of rosé, not cheap comparatively at €50 each. But, the company was definitely worth it. Rosie regaled me with fabulous stories about her relationships and the number of suitors she has at the moment. And as a supplier of gummies to some of her cruise tour members (it’s legal in Canada)😂 She certainly lives an exciting semi retired solo life.

We then went to Irish Rovers, and yes that same bartender made a beeline for Rosie and started his lines on me. I reminded him that he'd already made me a cosmo last week and I'd heard his BS! Later I did give him a hard time about how long he'd been using those lines on women at this pub (six years!) and had it ever worked (no) and I suggested it might be time to come up with a new strategy. The band were pretty dreadful, actually it was mostly the lead singer that did have Rosie and I in stitches. His voice was not loud enough to be heard over the instruments (probably for the best), and I couldn't work out if he was Irish, Portuguese or another nationality. Rosie said he looked 100! Are white singlets on tattooed older lead covers' singers still a thing? And he was drinking red wine. It was too many contradictions for me to manage, given I don't go out to these kind of venues at all. I did say to Rosie twice that a strong female lead would fix this situation. Rosie knows the owners, Martin and Jenny. They weren't pub owners in Ireland, but have owned Irish Rovers for 10 years and according to Rosie it's the most successful pub in the Algarve. Martin was in the band on keyboard (and I thought he could actually sing) and Jenny was behind the bar. At one point she quickly came over with three shot glasses of some creamy beverage and said a hurried hello, downed the shot, and went back to the bar. Apparently the book launch is for a Portuguese poet that Jenny doesn't know, but she wanted to be supportive, stay tuned...

Rosie did tell me about a fantastic Thai massage she had, so I've tracked down the salon and the therapist and booked myself in for this afternoon.

[whats-wild-to-you]

request for an angst w/ fluff ending where you and jay are supposed to travel together but get into a fight the day before? thank you!

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It was your first time going on vacation as a couple. You had been living together for almost six months now and you were absolutely loving it. But many had warned you. Living together well doesn't mean you're getting along well. The true test comes when you go on vacation together. You were confident though. You and Jay got along well, everyone was doing their part and you had zero complaints.

Packing your suitcase two nights before your departure, you feel giddy. Having waited a long time to go someplace nice with Jay, you feel that this will advance your relationship into the next stage.

Jay opens the door, witnessing your fight against the suitcase, while you try to stuff all your clothes inside before you zip it up.

"Who's winning?" He jokes, munching on his banana.

Rolling your eyes, your gaze lands on Jay's suitcase that's still tossed in the corner of your room.

"Why don't you join me?"

"I'll pack tomorrow." He says and leaves the room.

Tension spreads inside you. While Jay was as giddy as you four weeks ago when you first mentioned you had booked your vacation, his excitement has subsided since then. Or were you just imagining things?

"Fine." You mumble to yourself in the empty room.

The night before your departure, Jay insists on scheduling one last club appearance, deeming it unnecessary to give you a head's up in advance.

"We have a lot of things to do, you can't just leave!"

"What? I said I'll pack my bag later."

"It's not just that! We have to clean up! We'll be gone for three weeks!"

"You're already doing it, though."

Having been raised the "oldschool" way, you never really expected Jay to help in the household but it would've been nice if he did once in a while. Right now you were angry at him for not offering to help but instead deciding to go out and have fun.

"Really? You're letting me do all the work?"

"Honestly? I don't even know why you're doing it. You're going overboard. I already told you I'm busy tonight!"

"Really? Then maybe I won't go on vacation and since I booked the hotel under my name you won't be able to go as well."

"Fine! I don't even want to go to some stupid hotel with you anyway!"

His harsh words cut you up like a knife. Holding your breath, you wait for him to say something, but instead you watch him shake his head, then leave.

As soon as you hear the door fall in its lock the tears spill out of your eyes. You were looking forward to spending some time alone with Jay. Having him all to yourself.

Blinded by anger, you walk into your bedroom and unzip your suitcase, throwing your clothes left and right, until the bedroom looks like it has been broken into.

Leaving without a note you decide to spend the night at your best friend's house. You aren't exactly hiding since her house will probably be the first place Jay will be looking for you, but you don't want to hide from him either. As soon as he finds you he will encounter your wrath.

It's 3am when someone bangs on the door. You filled your best friend in and told her to not open the door to Jay. After a few minutes of unrelenting banging, you're afraid neighbors might call the police so you quickly run to the front door, opening it carefully.

"What?"

"Why are you here?" Jay says, sounding more concerned than pissed.

"Did you get hit in the head? Do you suffer from short memory loss?"

He always knew how to soften you up. Casually leaning against the door frame, looking irresistible in a pair of jeans and a tight black shirt, he lets his good looks do the work for him.

And you'd be damned if you let him win you over that easily.

"Babe, I'm sorry!" He says, straightening his posture.

You try to remind yourself of the words he had said just a couple hours ago.

"You hurt me. What you said hurt me!"

"I know, and I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm just stressed."

If you weren't aware of his gruelling schedule you'd think it was a lame excuse. But you know how thin he spreads himself, so you cut him some slack.

"That's why I suggested going on vacation! So you would have some time off to recharge!"

"I love you for that! You're always looking out for me!"

"Well, at least you know." You mumble under your breath, still sulking.

"Can we go home now please?"

Nodding, you look behind you, deciding to write a short note to your friend and sticking it on the fridge.

"Can we please not fight? Ever again?" You say as soon as you're both inside Jay's car.

Jay takes your hand in his, leaning over to give you a small kiss, before locking eyes with you and nodding in reasurement.

[the-firebird69]

Frosting is freezing so there's big ships up there trying to pick up those diamonds and they come in close and they're only couple miles up and they get threatened off and it's going on all day long and they push tons of air down here it's cold down here and the growth is slower but it's more healthy and you can see it it's something like 6 in already and a lot of it about half of it and the other half is three but it's a whole entire Gulf of New Mexico the oxygen levels are increasing and they will as it gets as they get larger they put out more oxygen right now it will raise it from 14 to 16 during the day to about 20 at night and at night it was about 17 it's going to be noticeable and it was in the next few days it'll be up to 27 at night and about 18 in a day which is much higher than normal for here well serious have around 25 during the day and 30 at night no most areas around 20 during the day and 25 at night so it's kind of normal after the week is up it's going to increase and when the Gulf of Mexico drops there's going to be more growth and probably three times as much but a whole bunch of it will be wiped out for a little bit but the seeds will be everywhere and they float for like a day and it's going to be Giant and they'll go deep too and it's going to be a bigger area. But it's really cold right now it is right it's abnormal. And we're going after clones now they're so faggy it hurts they're putting gay commercials out and we're taking them all off and firing them from all the companies along with John Reema Lord and company they go out and they fight and they get rid of each other and we help it along. The giant amount of Intel that came to Mac today was the clones came in in numbers and they went after the leaders to try and stop them and they got a whole bunch of information and we're taking over huge companies today and tonight and tomorrow giant ones and it is not a first but these companies are really big and we needed to help from our son cuz you go to these meetings and they're like a hundred different places and a couple days and really it takes a lot of energy out of you and to have it in a nice facility where you can actually just kind of live there because the hotels right there and you just go in until like work and there's all this signs and you have a displays and you have the products there too hard on cars and trucks and boats and so we're going to do that for the automobile industry and we really have to cuz they're sitting around they don't know what to do tell him sell it it would have to go to every single office area instead they can have a program they can develop one so we're going to do that and it's slow sales and you see that some of the car dealers are empty and they're not taking the new cars in for some reason we have to find out why and we put in a reorder request and they didn't send it in so a lot of Max still work there so it's going to work this is a terrific idea I think it came from my son and daughter and he says I think so because I was thinking of the rocket assist mortar but sometimes my cadre knows this stuff and they say we know this stuff but it came from you

What a wonderful day and testing out the big sig he says I don't know any football players that big that smoke so he goes what about basketball players you can do the 100s cuz you like the famous guy in a bar classy football player types with the silk suit so you liked it and he said I think I'll do that so we got in touch with him and started the conversation and he said wow this is cool he knows you are and he is actually a friend of yours and relative is stretched out now it's bja but he just stretched out and so he's going to try and do that and it's fun for them so it's not many big people around here so it's kind of tough to test it out please go get some dinner now

Thor Freya

Hello how are you I'm fine he says I'm looking forward to this Ghostbusters evening and I hope that Buston doesn't make him feel too good so we're up to it too. You know what happens tonight and there are a few things and someone actually gets kidnapped and that spurns on the investigation to the house instead of the other way around so it's good and we have a lot of stuff to talk about yes you and me about our relationship okay he says when do we want to do that oh all over the place you know what I mean I want you to be here and you're working and understand that and what you're saying is when can you stop by and I should stop by and I do kind of but not that much and not the way you're saying so I'm starting to wonder what you're saying and I do know what you're saying it's going to be a while so we have to talk about what we should do and I understand what you're saying it's something that might be a little bit covert and you might not be able to but if they if you get permission that's good so I'm going to go ahead and do that I understand what you're saying but there are things I like that you're doing and things I don't like and you have to listen to it and you're saying I'm grumpy and angry I'm tired and don't have things I need for me to sustain a good life I don't have any security social security is not security people that are mean to me around me all day long they're not security I want you to say that there's a couple other things I'm not mad or anything but you look at these little girls and they say stuff like are you a daughter of mine is it really mad they bother me but they're going to be out so I do see that look at other women like oh wow and I know what you're thinking so it's kind of hard to do the job but you're saying should be healed up so I'm starting to wonder what you're saying and I do get your saying hopefully you can stop doing that and one more thing don't look at me and look away cuz you find me too pretty everyone's doing that I can't see right now visibly so I understand that so we're good right now good. I'm glad we had this talk I get like 200 bucks an hour it's very funny you little wise ass you want probation now

Hera so go eat I'm watching you make sure you cook something right

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

can i request bucky taking care of you after a long day at work? he cooks or orders in, helps you take a bath/shower, gives you lots of cuddles, reminds you how wonderful and strong you are.

(if you want something less fluff and more hurt/comfort maybe it's bucky taking care of you after a mission gone wrong. you're injured and traumatized, he knows how that is--he's been there. it's hard for him to see you like this, and all he wants to do is make it better)

okay, hope this isn't too long or anything!

༉‧₊˚. 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲, 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥. || 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

― pairing: bucky barnes x plus size professor!reader

― summary: no one ever said being a professor is easy, especially not when you're up to your neck in assignments you have to grade, but never fear, bucky will always be there to take care of his favorite teacher.

― warnings: literally none!

― wc: 865

⋆ a/n: thank you so much for your request! i'm so sorry this took literally forever and i'll admit that I've been slacking on answering requests, but i swear that i'm getting better! this'll actually be my second request i answer today i'm pretty sure!

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Sometimes you really regret your profession.

It wasn't like teaching the wise brains of tomorrow was all that bad, it was just exhausting, and being an advanced placement teacher, your students got more class work and tests than what you would have been comfortable with assigning. Of course, you let them know that, and they kind of expected it since they paid to take your course, but that just meant that you were up the spout with things that you needed to grade. You were kind of grateful for the spoiled rich students that took your class because they almost never turned anything in, so that just made your job easier.

Huffing as you walked in, Bucky could already sense what kind of mood you're in. He was surprised that you had managed to escape your classroom so early, you usually stayed in later. Kicking off your shoes, Bucky walked over to come and greet you, taking your coat off of you and hanging it up in the hall closet.

"How was work today?" He asked. You turned to look at him, tiredness written all over your face as you allowed yourself to collapse face first into his solid chest. "What if I just quit?" He heard you mumble into his shirt. He couldn't help but chuckle, his chest rumbling against your face as he wrapped his arms around your waist. "Your master's degree would have gone to shit then." He said crudely. You laughed, resting your chin on his sternum so that you could look up at him. "I guess so." You let the silence of the house bring you peace after having a full day of teaching rowdy young adults.

"How about I order in and run you a bath? Let me take care of you, doll." Bucky suggested. You weren't even going to lie and say that you could take care of yourself like you usually would, getting pampered tonight was exactly what you needed. "Yes, Buck, please." He bent down, wrapping his arms around your thick thighs so that he could haul you into his embrace. On any other day, you would have chided him, saying something like he was going to hurt himself even though he was a genetically modified human being, if anything, you felt like a sheet of paper. Bucky would say that you're probably the lightest thing he's ever picked up.

You allowed him to carry you to your shared room where you nuzzled into him, even though your embrace was broken by him gently setting you down. He began to take off your cardigan, followed by your white tank top, leaving you in your bra as he bent down to feel your feet from your flats. You sat down on the side of your bed, Bucky massaging your feet as you let out a content sigh. "God Buck," You said with a delirious laugh, "If I didn't know any better, I would have thought you were a masseuse." He let out a laugh too, lifting up both if his hands and wiggling his fingers, "It's all in the hands, sweets." He then sent you a wink as he reached for the band of your jeans, tugging them down.

His touches were innocent, completely focused on your comfort.

"You can lay here while the tub fills up, I just hope the food will get here after you get out." He pressed against your forehead before heading for the bathroom. You followed his instructions, getting cozy in your bed as you watched him turn on the water, searching through the cabinets in your bathroom for a bath bomb and bath salts. You smiled fondly, Bucky picking out all of your favorite scents.

"Alright, dollface. The water is all warm 'n smelling good." You got up, walking to the bathroom while he left to the living to order the food. You stripped the rest of your clothing, sinking into the warm water. Your muscles easily relaxed as the water enveloped your large body, caressing the aching parts of you as you felt like falling asleep.

You stayed in the water until the water slowly began to turn cold, your fingertips shriveled up like raisins despite how good and soft your body felt and smelled due to the bath bomb. Wrapping yourself up in the robe that was left folded for you on the toilet seat, you walked out into the kitchen where the Chinese takeout sat on the counter.

"The food's here just in time." Bucky said with a soft smile. "Chinese?" He nodded, wrapping his arms around you and leading you to the table so that you could sit down. He pulled the chair out for you so that you could sit down. "Mhm, your favorite." He sat down in front of you, both of you silently eating. The silence was peaceful, something that you didn't know you needed after the long day you had.

Words couldn't express how grateful for Bucky you were. Sometimes you questioned what you did in your past life to be able to deserve him, and you knew that if you brought this up to your boyfriend, he'd ask himself the same thing.

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[srslysierraa]

AHAHA- YAAY! MAYBE READER COMFORTING AN UPSET GLAMROCK FREDDY? IDK- I JUST FEEL SUPER FLUFFY RN! TAKE YOUR TIME THOUGH! <33

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Unwind.

Prompt ;; After a malfunction happened on stage, the bear falls short even before he got to sing. The disappointment on the kids' face, as well as the angry expressions of the parents seems to have taken a toll on Freddy. Luckily, you're here to remind him how amazing he is!

Type ;; one-shot, fluff!!!

Chars. Involved ;; Glamrock Freddy Fazbear [fnaf sb]

A/N ;; AAAA my first Fnaf request! Thank you thank you!! I'll try to make this one as enjoyable as it can be!! Requests are still open for anyone wanting to request!

As closing announcement rung, children, adults and families alike make their way to the entrance to get out and go home. You can still see how some kids needs to be dragged due to crying, some are sulking, and some are just throwing a whole fit, and as annoying as it may be, you can't help but feel bad for them too. They went all this way just to see Freddy, you know damn well some of those kids only wanted to get here to see Freddy. Yet, the misfortune happened to day seemed to have crushed those dreams of theirs.

It's not like you're blaming the bear animatronic too, oh God no, for all you know he's probably also sulking in his room. It sucks that he's not allowed to see the kids after the thing happened during his performance, the mechanic S.T.A.F.F workers said it was too risky and dangerous, and that he's better off being checked tomorrow to avoid repercussions. And so they sent him back in his room before telling him to prepare himself for tomorrow, he was practically dragging his feet, and you couldn't help but also feel terrible for him as well.

It took about 30 minutes before the Pizzaplex is finally emptied out, leaving only a bundle of mess that you let the S.T.A.F.F bots take care of, you locked the doors from the inside, leaving the key by the station nearby in case any of your coworkers leaves early. And as much as you hate to think about it, you do know that tonight's work hasn't ended yet, and even when you wanted to complain- you can't. You signed a contract to work here, even when you knew exactly what you're getting yourself into.

But that's not your main priority right now. Currently, you're walking the halls of the pizzaplex, waving by some of the people you work with as you try to get your way to Freddy's green room. And as you got there, you knock on his door, hearing a faint "come in" from the other side.

The sight you're seeing breaks your heart, he's sitting by his desk mirror with his head in his palms. You were about to call his name out but he turned to face you right before you do so. "Oh, (y-y/n), i didn't thought it was you." He sighed out, going back to his slump position after he's about to stand up due to him thinking you're someone else. "Sorry rock-star, for being like this in front of you."

You always finds it endearing the way Freddy just finds a nickname for absolutely everyone, ranging from Superstar to something cheesy like Buttercup. He uses these names on you too, or just general people he likes. Not his fellow bandmates though. They made it clear not to be called something like that. "It's fine, big guy. How are you holding up? Are you alright?" You took a moment to study his expression, all the while closing the door behind you as to not alert the night guards. The bear huffed, looking down as he lets himself be droopy and sad. "I'm okay, thank you." He looks at you, smiling to show his gratitude. "I'm so sorry for making your work a bit more challenging due to my own malfunctions, I'm.. not sure what happened."

You could tell just how distressed he is from the tone he used while talking, half lidded eyes looking at the ground in guilt that he had indirectly burdened you even further. Slowly, you pulled on his hand, fragile gesture pulling his attention onto you as you kept tugging. "Freddy Fazbear," "...yeah?" You looked at him straight in the eyes, he didn't show it, but it did made him nervous. Slow steps back while you keep your gaze on him, not letting him avert his eye contact.

"Stand up."

And so he did, metal clinks from his body lifting itself from the chair as you came face to face with him, he was practically towering you if that isn't obvious, looking down with the softest gaze contrasting just how big he looks in front of you, knowing full well he could kill you on the spot if he so wanted. Yet, you can't imagine that, definitely not when it comes to the big bear. "Now look at me, what do you think of me?"

Your question caught the animatronic off guard, though his ear perked either way, soon enough his eyes lights up in thinking of an answers. "Well," he thought of lightly, building his train of thought as he revisits the time with you in his mind, "I think you were and always has been an amazing addition to our family here in the pizzaplex. You're well-mannered, the kids likes you, and very responsible." He spoke nonchalantly, as you try to not let your ego get the best of you. As he stops, you look back to him with a smile, before pointing straight at him.

"If that's so, then what does that make you?"

"What?"

Slow whirring noises as Freddy defensively puts his arm up, surprised from your sudden pointing. "Freddy, you're the main attraction, you brought kids and adults happiness all the time! You're very very good towards kids, moreso than i am, and not to mention how much of a gentleman you are. If i am an amazing addition to the family, then Freddy, you're the reason the family existed."

Touched was an understatement, as he smiles and slowly brings his arms down, a hand by his chest as if he's wrenching his own heart despite not having one. A physical one at least. He's one of the few people in your life with feelings so pure you wouldn't believe that he's a robot. "(Y/n)... Superstar i-" "And Freddy?" You cut him off, walking a few steps forward to be right in front of him. He looks at you as he closes back his mouth, silently telling you to go on. "You're the reason some families would go at blind o'clock in the morning in attempt to see one of your amazing performance! So what if today had a little hiccup? It was bound to happen, tomorrow they're going to see what happened to you and from then on you'll the jolly ol' everyone's favorite Freddy again! So don't worry, alright? Also-"

You didn't even finish your words as you feel big metal arms incasing you with a hug, looking up to see a big bear smile, you couldn't do anything but hugged him back, cherishing the embrace. The next five minutes was spent that way, till you inevitably had to tap out, due to you getting tired of being in the same position while standing. "Thank you, starlight, thank you very much. You really helped lifting my spirits. I... I still feel a bit bitter about today but, you're right. I'll try to cheer up now, don't you have tasks to do? I don't want to get in your way even more than i already am."

Ah, right, your tasks. You need some things to do before you're allowed to go home, that's how working here- and pretty much everywhere, works. Well. Maybe going home late would be okay, afterall, you feel happy being able to help the big bear. Let's bask in this feeling for a little more shall we?

[povlvr]

The Nanny Pt 1

Pairing: DILF Bucky Barnes x Nanny

Summary: Bucky hasn't touched his philanderious wife since he first laid eyes on the new Nanny Amelia, after 6 months of tension things take an interesting turn.

Word Count: 2k+

Warnings: Smut, extra marital affairs, masturbation, mild porn with a plot.

A/N - Let me know if you want a part 2.

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'Amelia, please can you do the laundry today after dropping Ellie off at school?' Jessica barked.

'Sure Mrs Barnes, no problem'

These requests were becoming more frequent since Amelia first accepted the job offer to be the Nanny to Ellie, although she was happy to help out the couple it felt more & more like Jessica wanted to exert her power over the nanny.

The tension in the house was unbearable at times between Ellie's parents & it took Amelia the best part of three days of working for the family to notice it & to subsequently realise the affect it had on their daughter. Ellie was a smart, funny kid whose demeanour changed dramatically in her mother's presence, she withdrew & barely spoke which broke Amelia's heart at times, but it also made her determined to provide some warmth & affection to the girls world.

'Oh & I will be gone for the rest of the day; please can you tell my husband I will be home tomorrow.'

'Can do, have a nice day' Amelia said through gritted teeth as she left the house guiding Ellie to the car.

Great, she thought as she buckled the 5 year old into her seat. Don't worry about my plans or anything, yeah I'll happily wait around until god knows what time for your husband to finish work then pass on the message you're out fucking someone else. God she is a dick.

'Amelia' the little brunette said bringing her back from her internal dialogue that was raging, 'if mummy's not home tonight does that mean you'll be home all night with me?' A smile started to form on her beautiful face instantly calming the irritated nanny.

'Yes, until Daddy comes home but you'll probably be in bed when he does. Why don't we have a movie night with some popcorn?'

'Yessssss, ooh ooh can we please watch Minions??' she said excitedly.

Although Ellie had made Amelia watch Minions more times than she could count she wouldn't ever say no to the angel innocently clinging to her every word, she peered back though her rear view mirror smiling 'Absolutely honey.'

Amelia's day was spent in the Barnes' home, setting up for the movie night she had promised Ellie, she also begrudgingly helped with some housework by doing the laundry & some cleaning mainly to pass the time whilst she was waiting for the school pick up time.

After enjoying each other's company for the evening the little girl finally succumbed to sleep when Amelia set her down, tucking her in tight at her request.

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Hearing the front door opened was music to Amelia's ears.

'Jess, Is Ellie in bed?' Bucky shouted hoping to be able to tuck his little girl in before sleep as he walked through the house.

'Hi Mr Barnes, yeah she's fed, bathed & tucked up asleep' she replied from the lounge.

James Barnes was without doubt the hottest guy Amelia had ever spoken to, tall, dark, handsome with the most beautiful eyes known to man. He was always so kind & warm to her plus his daughter adored him & vice versa. How he ended up with his wife Jess, Amelia didn't know because she was the polar opposite, cold & unwelcoming at any opportunity she could find.

'Amelia? Why are you still here?' he said surprised to see her.

'Your wife said she wasn't going to be home until tomorrow, so I needed to stay until you were home.'

He let out a long sigh but quickly pulled himself together.

'I am so sorry Amelia. Please ring me if she ever does that again, I will make sure to leave work, so you're not stuck here.'

'It's fine Mr Barnes. She's a great kid so I enjoy hanging out with her, we had a movie night & she was ecstatic.'

'Please call me Bucky, Mr Barnes makes me feel ancient. Surely you've better things to be doing?'

'Not really, I just hung out here whilst Ellie was at school, did your laundry & some cleaning, before you know it, it was pick up time.'

He interrupted her.

'You don't need to do any of those tasks Amelia. Did Jess ask you to?'

'Don't worry about it. Honestly I really don't mind'

'God that woman infuriates me' Amelia could see how annoyed he was with his exasperated outburst.

'Ok, well I think I'm going to head home. Unless you need me for anything.'

Bucky's mind immediately went to the place he wanted her the most; his bedroom. He had been enthralled by her since she first turned up at his door from the agency & found himself thinking about her more each day that passed. His marriage was over a long time ago, he knew his wife was having an affair for the past year, but he carried on as normal for the sake of his daughter until the minute he saw Amelia. From that moment he hadn't touched his wife intimately, it had been six months & his lust for the Nanny was at an all-time high whilst his wife's visits to her lover more frequent.

'We've kept you long enough, it's late I'm sure your boyfriend must be annoyed at you being stuck here.' Real smooth Bucky, he thought.

Amelia was taken back by him mentioning her personal life, she didn't mind because there was nothing to know but she was intrigued as to why he seemed to care.

'I'd have to have a boyfriend in-order for him to be pissed at me for staying late.' She said half laughing.

'How is it possible that a woman as beautiful & kind as you are is single?'

Holy fuck, he thinks I'm hot.

'Who knows, maybe it's all an illusion & I'm actually the worst once you get to know me.' Amelia joked to ease the tension.

'I doubt it, but I guess I'll have to get to know you & then I can make an accurate assessment.'

'Seems fair.'

Their eye contact seemed to linger a moment longer as if they were magnets unable to resist the attraction to each other.

'Well, I better head off & get out your hair. I'll be here before you leave for work tomorrow so Ellie isn't left on her own with your wife being away.'

'Shit, I didn't even think. Thank you, we'd be lost without you. Please can you let me know when you're home safe.'

'Sure, I'll see you tomorrow.'

As Amelia left she couldn't help but think he was being flirty with her, she shook it off thinking someone as gorgeous as him would never be interested in her, plus he was married so it was a no go.

Once home she had showered & prepared herself some food, sitting down on her sofa she heard her phone buzz.

Amelia, did you get home safely?

Yes, sorry Mr Barnes I jumped in the shower as soon as I got home so forgot to let you know I was home.

The thought of her in the shower was enough for Bucky to grow an inch or two in his trousers, he was resisting the urge to pull it out & pleasure himself at the thought of fucking her against the cold tile bathroom wall. He knew it was unprofessional, but he didn't care, he wanted her & he always got what he wanted.

So, in the vein of getting to know you, what do you do with yourself after work?

Well your family keep me pretty busy so not much to be honest.

The agency did me an absolute favour when they sent you. I might have to send them a thank you gift.

Ha that's sweet, it's honestly no bother. Ellie's a great kid, you did a good job with her. If you ever wanted a night out with your wife I'd happily have her overnight to help out. TBH She could move in here & I wouldn't mind.

Is there room for two? Where she goes I go. We're kind of a package deal.

The more the merrier.

And there's more of a chance of me landing on the moon than having a night away with my wife

oh, well can't say I didn't notice the tension. Can I ask you something? You can say you don't want to answer.

Go ahead.

Why are you still with her if you can't stand her?

I was staying for Ellie Thinking it was best for her. But seeing her with you made me realise it wasn't.

Why did that make you realise?

The love & patience you show to her is what a mother should be like. Jess is none of those things. I'll be issuing her with the papers soon.

Good, you deserve better. My offer still stands if you need me to have her overnight for when you get back into the dating field.

It's been a long time since I went on a date. Plus If you're single, there's no hope for me.

As if, have you looked in a mirror? One night at a bar you'll have women desperate for you.

I come with baggage, separated with a kid.

A kid who you're great with. You'd be hanging out anyone you choose once they saw you with her. Major turn on for a lot of women, a good dad.

Bucky couldn't believe she was talking like this, he was getting harder at every message. He decided to be bold.

And what's your major turn on?

Amelia read & re-read the message a few times, did he really just ask that?. Clearly was doing some major flirting earlier.

What I look for in a guy turn on? Or sexual turn on?

Both

He had been palming his hard cock through his trousers hoping for a reply & when he got one he unzipped & began stroking his length.

I like tall men, dark hair, blue eyes.

Sounds familiar.

He smirked to himself that she perfectly described him.

Sexual turn on?

Someone taking control, me or them. Touching in inappropriate places. Having a hard-clothed cock pressed against me. The list is endless.

You have no idea what you're doing to me.

I can imagine. What are your turn ons?

He could only think of one thing.

You

And sexual?

It's been a while. So, everything.

How long?

6 months.

Wow. You must be jerking off morning noon & night

You have no idea.

You doing it right now?

Yes

I also love watching my guy jerk off That makes me drip from being so wet.

Are you touching yourself?

Yes. What would you do if you were here?

Everything I've been wanting to do since I first saw you. Taste you, run my tongue all the way up your pussy. Suck your clit, push my fingers in your tight hole & Have you cum on my hands so I can lick them clean.

Mmm Then?

Then I would fuck your mouth with my hard cock. What would you do?

I'd kiss you from balls to tip Before choking down your length Letting you fuck my mouth. Until you shoot your load down my throat & I suck every last drop out of you Tasting & swallowing your spunk.

Amelia hadn't ever been as turned on in her life. She decided to be bold & take control.

Turn on your face time, I want to watch you cum.

As soon as she sent it, a call notification popped up on her screen. She knew it was stereotypical, the nanny sleeping with the husband but she didn't care, she had been fantasising about him ever since he brushed past her & she felt what he was packing under his suit. If he said the words she would have gone back to his house & have him fuck the life out of her all night. She lined up her phone so he would see her hand down her knickers & pressed accept.

'Oh fuck, I wont last long if you're doing that.' Bucky moaned.

'Me either, god I want your cock stretching me.' She desperately whined as her fingers were working quickly to build up her high.

'Anytime honey, god I bet you're so tight.' He growled as his hand was pumping quicker & quicker, down his long shaft.

'I am, I want to cum with that big cock pounding me filling me up.'

'Oh you will, you won't be able to walk when I'm done with you. Cum with me sweetheart, i'm so close.' he ordered with his breathing laboured as his hands worked him into his release shooting his seed as he groaned in pleasure.

'I want to see you cum all over yourself. I'd lick it all off you if I was there.' She said close to her release.

'Oh baby it would already be down that pretty throat if you were, come on darling, cum on those fingers' as he said the words she felt her climax reach it's peak, moaning & twitching until the end.

'God you look so beautiful when you cum, see you in the morning sugar.'

Tomorrow would be a very interesting work day.

Part 2

[hyunjilicious]

A/n: this request is from my secondary blog. I made a post asking for ideas and concepts, but I decided I'd better post them here!! The call is still open tho!! Send me stuff! I'm not sleeping tonight so let's talk!!

Summary: kinda what the request says, but I was a bit off.. sorry. Shoot me an ask in case you didn't like this one and I'll write it again! 1.1K

As the years passed and reality was becoming so much harder to ignore, you had to come face to face with the fact that no matter how much you lied to yourself, you couldn't keep avenging forever. The first step you took - and probably the most difficult one, was moving out. You found yourself a cozy studio apartment to call home, and despite not missing any missions, it still felt tremendously better to know you had a life outside of the compound.

But it was hard. The days were lonely and nights even more so. You busied yourself, making up stupid excuses for missing out on movie nights and coffee dates with whichever colleague decided to approach you. You'd only see them on the field, and even though it hurt to some extent, it was what you needed. 

This rhythm didn't last too long, though. About two weeks after you moved, in the middle of the night, a loud knock at the front door woke you up. It turned out to be Bucky, who just like you, expressed his need to break out of the tedious routine and heavy atmosphere at the compound, and since he didn't have anywhere to go, he counted on you to provide him with a safe space to gather himself. And you were more than happy to.

That time, he stayed over for two days, and then he returned to his home. But then another two weeks passed and he was back. And two nights at your place turned into three, and 2 weeks at the compound turned into one. Before you knew it, you were cohabiting in what was probably the most peaceful manner you considered possible. 

And then it was just a matter of time until you'd get your own missions - just you and Bucky, working towards a common pace that kept you both safe and grounded. It didn't feel like work anymore, and soon, he didn't feel like just a friend anymore either. 

Weeks passed and this was the new normal. You shared an apartment and were partners on and off the field, even if none of you had the guts to word it yet. And everyone accepted it too, and in the end, the time had come for a small get together. For the sake of it all, you invited the rest of the avengers over to drink and have a good time, and it was probably the best time you had with them in years. Some time away did you more than just good.

But now it was 3am, and you and Bucky were left to deal with the aftermath of the small gathering that had actually never been just that. Soon after Thor walked through the door, the atmosphere turned hazardous and what you had there was no longer a chill night in, it was a full blown party, that right now, you were nowhere in the mood to clean after.

"What are you doing?" you laughed as you felt a weight on your shoulder, realising seconds after that it was Bucky's forehead.

"Let's finish cleaning up tomorrow" he whined, before straightening his back.

He reached forward and turned the water off, lazily wrapping his arms around your body and tucking his face in the crook of your neck.

"I can finish up here. Go to sleep" you offered, mistaking his demour for fatigue.

"No" was all Bucky said before pulling you back and turning you around in his hold. He held you tightly against his chest, silence settling around the two of you.

The playlist that had been playing during the party was long forgotten, his music library now on shuffle. There was a slow 80s song filling up the room, its soft beat and relaxing jazz line accentuating the cozy atmosphere that had settled around your apartment.

"You ok?" you mumbled, trailing your still wet and covered in dish soap fingers across his jawline. 

Bucky looked up at you with a droopy smile on his lips. His eyes were hooded, more closed than open, but their color was so vibrant, holding more life in them than you ever seen before.

"I'm good" he nodded before hesitatingly going in for a kiss on your forehead.

You couldn't help but giggle to yourself, ears ringing as butterflies took over your whole body. You were lost and had no idea how to act. This wasn't a version of him you knew. 

When his hands dropped from your back to your waist, holding you steadily in front of him, you bowed your head, too shy to look at him anymore.

"Don't like dancing?" he asked. He didn't sound hurt, more like amused, and ready to drop the action in case you expressed that that was what you wanted.

"I do, I do" you shook your head and clumsily placed your hand on his shoulders, allowing him to guide you. What you were doing wasn't dancing, no one could call it that, but it was sweet and intimate. The way he held you close, his eyes full of admiration watching closely every change in your expression as he carefully guided you to follow him. All you did was spin in small circles around the kitchen at a ridiculously slow pace.

The floor was a mess, salsa sauce and spilled wine everywhere, but you kept going, caught under his spell.

You never thought about it before, but the love that was so undeniably plastered on his features was proof of the goodness that had been hidden inside his heart for so many decades. He was finally happy, you could see that. But still, he was holding back.

With your heart all the way up in the back of your throat, you wiped your palm against your jeans and then brought it up to his cheek. Bucky instantly leaned into your touch, his eyes fluttering close as a smile spread across his lips.

"Tell me" you whispered.

"Tell you what?" 

"There's something on your mind" you cleared. The little specks of fear in the blue of his eyes were confirmation of that. "You can tell me"

"I love you" Bucky confessed much faster than you expected.

You never thought you'd actually hear those words again, but they didn't surprise you. It wasn't out of nowhere. He had shown you how much he cared about you time and time again, he never worded it before, but he hadn't hidden it either. 

And when your lips finally pressed again his, a new wave of life washed over you. Years of pent up emotion dripped from his tongue onto yours as you molded your bodies together, gathering each other as close as possible. Your eyes watered, but no tears fell. You were overwhelmed in the best kind of way, your chest full and your heart, finally calm.

It was not clear who pulled away first, but immediately after, you pushed yourself up on your tiptoes, your lips against his cheek as your fingers curled into the material of his shirt. "And I love you"

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I'm always open to more ideas!! Hmu!!

[anystalker707]

I Wanna Be Your Slave

Pairing: Frank x [amab] Reader Word count: ~ 2 400 Genre: Fluff / Smut Summary: (Y/n) f*cks Frank harsh as a kind of reward and punishment at the same time. Kind of content: Praising / Hair tugging / Handcuffs / Harsh / Temperature Play / Safe / Dirty talk / Edging / Fingering Requested on Wattpad Help with details by @frank-ieros-lip-ring

*not proofread this is the last part of a 3 parts story, afab reader smut coming soon

"You will never redeem yourself." I light a cigarette, bringing it to my lips. "Stop trying. Once your hands are dirty, the stain never comes off." A smile tugs on my lips, although completely humorless, as I take a drag of the cig, leaning back against the chair, watching the smoke go out through the window. "Not redeeming yourself doesn't mean you can't be a good person. It depends on how much you're up to changing or how well you are with yourself."

"And sleeping at night is just that easy?" Frank raises an eyebrow at me, shifting in his place on the armchair by the other side of the desk.

"If you bury it deep enough." I shrug. "It doesn't matter, honestly. You shouldn't overthink because that's exactly what will end up killing you. Or not. I don't know. I don't like to think about it."

"You're confusing." He twists his lips lightly.

"I guess. But I'm doing well. I'm alive, I'm here, I have you." I let my eyes fall to the papers again, signing my name over the line. "And that's what matters to me."

It's silent, dense. For the first time in a good while, I'm actually the one uncomfortable with the silence I've imposed after my last words and the room has never felt so small. Having feelings for someone like this feels almost wrong. I have a whole company, a whole family to run, but again, it doesn't mean I can't be happy or that I need to live exclusively for them – on the other hand, that'd mean someone else to threaten me with. Sometimes I want to leave Frank.

"I supposed I can live with that," Frank says quietly.

I never look up. A true smile forms itself on my face this time and I only hum in response as I brush the cig's ashes away from the paper.

It's already late at night when I'm heading back to my bedroom, halls dark and only the sound of low chatter filling the ambient. Frank is in the room when I walk in, sitting on the bed only in his underwear, reading a book.

"Who said you could crash here tonight?" I hum, shrugging off my blazer, kicking away my shoes.

"I don't need anyone telling me what I can do or not." He doesn't even look away from his book, turning the page. Not really his book since I can recognize it as one of the books I got in my office.

"True?" I get rid of the suspenders so I can remove my shirt, then do the same with my pants. "Didn't know you'd gotten such a moral around here, Mr. Iero."

"Oh, but I do, actually!" And the way Frank sounds so cynical is somehow so funny.

"Being a bad boy today?" I struggle to hold back a chuckle, suppressing it before I can face Frank. He's about to say something, but I'm taking the book away from his hands first. "Mary Shelley? I never thought you'd like her books. Nothing against, tho," I mutter, marking the page so I can put the book down. "It's a really good book."

"What are you doing?" He shifts on the bed, glaring at me. "I was reading that!"

"You'll have all the time to read, tomorrow." I glare back, but actually amused.

"But–"

"Why don't you stand up for me?" I make a come on motion, ignoring all the questioning looks shot at me.

Frank tenses up, but is eventually doing as told, eyes only meeting mine for a couple of seconds before they're falling to the ground. Not like I need him to look at me right now, after all. I cup his face and let my thumbs run across the soft skin – he leans into the touch, hands resting over my chest.

My lips meet Frank's in a soft kiss, one that's returned only after a few seconds, his lips slowly moving against mine until I set a pace, letting a hand fall to his hip to pull him closer then touch him through the thin underwear; his hands twitch on my chest, closing themselves around nothing.

"Safeword?" I whisper into Frank's ear, giving the side of his face a kiss.

"Redemption," Frank mutters back and I slowly nod.

"Good boy." I step back. "Now, undress and sit on the bed."

Frustration crosses Frank's eyes momentarily, but it doesn't stop him from doing as told, soon becoming unquiet because he's already half hard so, of course, I'm not going to rush things. One by one, the lube, handcuffs, candles and matches come off one of the bedside table's drawers, clearly intimidating Frank.

The candles go on the bedside table, over a couple of saucers whilst a third and a fourth candle are left aside along with the lube, the fire slowly burning and casting a warm light over Frank when I'm finally moving to give him some attention.

Creaking comes from the mattress with it sinking under my knees as I move towards Frank, my hand on his chest slowly pushing him down against the sheets; he chews down on his lip with me straddling his hips, but all I do it for is to use the handcuffs to lock each of his wrists to the bedposts despite his wide eyes watching me in silent complaints. A whine escapes Frank's throat with it, but I silence him with a peck, moving off of him.

"You're not to come until I tell you so, do you understand?" I grab the lube again, kneeling between his spread legs. "As you already know and have experience with, I'll stop at the same moment if you say the safe word. I thought that'd be great to remember."

Frank meekly nods in response, chest falling with an exhale.

The swallows around Frank's hips deform lightly as I sink my thumbs into the skin, rubbing circles into it, and watch him miserably push his hips up. "Please," he mumbles, but I barely give attention to him, starting to press kisses from his belly button down, mouthing around his crotch, seconds that probably feel like forever to him, but compensated with the pleasure once I take the tip of his cock in my mouth. A loud moan comes from him with it, squirming intensifying, in a way I can't help but to feel anxious to finally touch him properly.

I sigh softly, holding onto Frank's hips while taking him in completely, hearing the sound of the metal against clinking the bedposts under the cries coming from him.

"Tell me," I whisper once I pull away, letting my thumb sink into the inside of his thigh to rub circles into it – it's pathetic how he continues whimpering even with such a simple touch. "What are you, Frank?"

"Yours," he manages to say, voice tight.

Great. I fondle his balls lightly, watching his thighs quiver. "My what, hun?"

Frank gasps, a shaky moan escaping his lips. "Slave."

"Good boy." I press a kiss to his thigh and move away from him completely so I can reach for the lube, which makes Frank actually quiet instead of complaining about anything. "I'm gonna fuck you until I come," I tell him, covering my fingers with lube, "and if you come before I tell you to, you'll sort yourself out, okay?"

"No," Frank groans. "I–" He cuts himself off when my fingers start tracing his entrance, feeling it fluttering under my touch, before a finger finally sinks in, which snatches a sound of discomfort from him. "Please, just don't hold me back from cumming, I–" A moan.

"And what if you don't cum until I finish foreplay?" I can't help but to grin. "Then you can cum, but I won't stop until I've done it myself."

Frank mutters something under his breath, something I can't identify whether it's a complaint or a plea, however, he's frantically nodding. "Yes, master."

"Oh, fuck you," I mutter almost in the same moment, feeling my underwear grow way too tight.

With a second finger, Frank is being louder and almost pushing himself down against my hand when I brush against his prostate, not touching it as much as he'd like me to when scissoring and twisting my fingers around. The third finger makes him gasp, only moving more frantically. So hopeless.

"Fuck!" Frank throws his head back and arches his back when I'm pulling my hand away, eyes pressed shut tightly.

"You're doing really well, hun," I whisper, cleaning my hand away so I can reach for a candle.

"S-Sir," he swallows, breathing shakily.

I light the candle with one of the others and, opposite to them, this one burns easier, meaning the wax isn't harmful. Wax soon starts pooling in it and I tilt it to pour the warm liquid over Frank's torso – he lets out a gasp, a moan, as he uselessly tries to escape the inevitable touch of the wax.

"Fuck," he curses, melting down along with the wax.

"Tell me how it feels," I say softly, peeling away some of the dried wax while waiting for more to melt.

"I– It's good," he breathes. "Hurts in a good way." He hums, biting down on his lower lip when I pull onto a chunk of wax. "More, please."

And I do as said, carefully letting it fall over Frank's nipple and appreciating each little sound that escapes his lips – he arches his back like to meet the wax, humming as he moves his hips, pushing himself down and ending up finding a little of friction when his balls meet my leg for a second.

"Such a whore," I whisper, peeling the chunk of wax away from his nipple. "I had no idea you'd like something like this, look at how pathetic you are."

Whatever complaint Frank has is lost among moans once my hand is wrapped around his cock, working on it while I let more of the wax pour over his chest and without many pauses now, snatching a chain of gasps from him whilst he thrusts into my hand.

"S-Sir," he says breathlessly.

"I said not to cum during foreplay." I let go of Frank at the same moment, blowing the half burnt candle out before I can return it to its previous place.

"But master, sir," Frank says and these are honestly the only words I'm able to make out from all the babbling and cries coming from him.

"Shh, baby, it'll be just a moment." I stand up from the bed to get rid of the boxers and grab the lube again. Having my hand around my cock feels like such a relief; I almost immediately gasp, though trying to focus more on lubing myself up than jacking off. "Right," I mutter to myself, returning to kneel down between Frank's spread legs before I can adjust my position, bringing one of his legs up to make things easier. "My pretty boy, all mine," I say softly, "what'd it be of you if it wasn't me, hm?"

"Nothing, sir," he replies. Well, I wasn't waiting for that.

All I do is to flash Frank a smile in response then lean in for a kiss, a short and sweet one.

I use my free hand to guide myself in, not so slowly as Frank doesn't need it at all nor a slow pace at first – his body jerks with the heavy thrusts, instantly snatching high pitched sounds from him with every movement.

Frank is fucking tight, clenching around me each time I slam right back in, not bothering to miss his prostate this time. The pleasure is sent ringing up my spine instantly along with this immense relief, incessantly, and it's all about the small details. Clinking echoes through the bedroom along with the sound of the headboard hitting against the wall, but none of these are as loud as Frank.

"Please– Touch me, sir, touch me," he whines among all the gasps and moans.

"You can cum without it, baby boy," I reply softly, my fingers sinking into his thighs, holding both of them up so I can go in deeper and Frank's squirming shows how successful it is. He starts pleading again, but stops after a harsh slap is delivered to his thigh.

Frank fucking comes. Just now I become aware of his spluttered attempts of telling it to me, which I ignored due to being too focused on observing him and myself instead.

It'd be a lie to say it's like nothing; he immediately tightens around me and my hand shakes, sending some of the wax dripping down my fingers instead. "Fuck, fuck," I mutter, putting out the candle messily so I can set it aside and once again take a hold of Frank's thighs, fucking him through his release.

Frank is so messy, throwing his head back – I don't waste the opportunity, quickly attacking his exposed neck with my lips to leave behind marks among the few tattoos decorating the skin.

His skin is hot. Almost like mine, I imagine, burning, though certainly not as much as the muscles on the back of my thigh, which are already complaining by now with a sharp and annoying pain.

"A good boy, aren't you?" I breathe into his ear, not stopping to thrust in, feeling him pulsate, clench around me just so perfectly. "But also such a whore. Look at how you're letting me use you. Mine and only mine. Who's the only one who can touch you this way?"

"Y-You, sir," he stutters, thighs twitching under my touch already, but it doesn't take long for me to cum already, letting out a low moan escape my lips, mind momentarily going blank with the pleasure climbing up the back of my thighs and unraveling the knot in my lower stomach. My movements don't stop until I can feel the oversensitivity threatening to kick in.

"Hell," I breathe, slowly letting go of Frank. "Hell."

I rest my forehead against Frank's, both of us not sharing a word.

"You did so well, baby, so well," I whisper, moving to release him from the handcuffs and his arms just fall limp to the mattress. Fuck. So small and hopeless. "C'mere." I wrap my arms around him, pulling him close. "Relax for a bit so I can clean you up, hm?" I pull his sweaty strands back from his forehead and press a kiss to it. "I love you, hun."

"Love you, sir," he mumbles, eyes half lidded, though I'm sure he's barely conscious.

[infinite-wanders]

Never Have I Ever

... BEEN IN LOVE

Request by @nsain25

I’m not making fun. I love this gum wrapper dude. 

The L word echoed inside his mind as Paxton lay in bed, fiddling the silver paper man between his fingers. He realised that was the second time he’d ever said the word love out loud to a girl, and both times had been to Devi.

The first time was at her party, not long before finding out she had been dating both him and Ben Gross. The fleeting reminder stung for a moment.

It confused Paxton how all he wanted to do was hold Devi and kiss her when he was with her. Being with her made him as happy as when he was in the water.

His phone buzzed at receiving a text. His heart raced to see what Devi was messaging him, only to then feel disappointment when it turned out to be a text from Trent. 

Where were you tonight, bruh? You missed blowing up shit with me and Marcus. 

Paxton’s fingers tapped the side of his phone as he wondered how to reply. 

How do you tell your friends that you’re back with the girl who cheated on you with Ben Gross? 

Trent and Marcus wouldn't understand.

Devi has been the first girl to see him beyond his looks and captain of the swim team. She didn't think less of him for not being good at the academic side of school. Being totally honest, it never really interested him to try when he had swimming to get him into college.

He never realised that if he really tried, he was actually good at school. Maybe he wasn't stupid like he thought. He wanted to believe Devi every time she rejected his pessimistic thoughts. She called him out for not really trying and just believed he could achieve more. He never had anyone call him out except his sister.

Devi's face flashed in his screen, interrupting his thoughts. He swiped to answer her call.

"Hey, just making sure you got home fine." said Devi.

Paxton felt himself smiling. "Yeah, just laying here. Thinking of you."

"I bet you say that to all the girls," joked Devi.

"You know it's only you, Vishwakumar," Paxton replied firmly.

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I said that." After a momentary pause, she said, "I still can't believe you want to be with me."

"I do, Devi. See you tomorrow?"

"My mom will be at work and Kamala will be in the lab so you can come over in the day... maybe through the door this time," she chuckled.

"How about we go out instead?" Paxton suggested.

"You wanna go out? Like in public?" choked Devi. "I'd love that."

Hearing her say love made Paxton's heart race again. "Tight. I'll pick you up at 10. I know I could stay up all night talking but maybe we should probably get some sleep. Sweet dreams, Vishwakumar."

"See you tomorrow. Good night, Paxton."

...

The next day Paxton picked up Devi and headed to Paicoma.

They were laying back on a picnic blanket, looking for shapes in the passing clouds, when they were interrupted with, "Maxi-Pax!"

Paxton's felt his body tighten at the sound of Trent's voice. Trent's face popped up over them, blocking the sky above. "Hey Crazy Devi, how's it going?" Trent nodded in greeting.

"Trent, don't call her that," rebutted Paxton, as he sat up.

"Oh I thought it was another of your cute nicknames, like Lil D," Trent sat down on the mat across from them.

"Paxton's never called me Crazy Devi before," Devi laughed awkwardly to Trent.

"Uh, he's the one that gave you that nickname."

Devi felt her anger increasing, "He wouldn't do that to me."

Paxton felt everything drop inside. Devi has only ever yelled at him once and was something he never wanted to experience again. He could see the mixed emotions on her face as he finally made eye contact, feelings of shame washing over him.

"Devi, Trent's right. I didn't mean it, I'm so sorry. It was something dumb I blurted out just after I found out about you and Ben, and I was still hurt and angry okay."

"I need to go," mumbles Devi as she bites back the tears and takes off.

"Devi wait!" Paxton calls out, as he gets up to follow her.

"Dude, just looking out for you. Did you forget she did you dirty," says Trent.

"Trent, stop. I love her okay," Paxton argued. This warm feeling surged through as he spoke those words out loud for the first time.

Trent's look of concern turned to a grin. "Wait, you're in love bruh? Good for you. Go after her then."

Paxton can see Devi meters in front of him, her head down, unaware she's about to walk onto the street of oncoming traffic.

"Devi, stop!" He yells out hoping to get her attention. She doesn't hear him.

Paxton pushes his legs as hard as he can to reach her in time. He manages to grab her arm and slow her down, but Devi still gets hit by a passing car's side mirror.

The impact makes them fall back onto the pathway, laying side by side.

"Devi, are you okay?" Paxton reaches for her head, scanning for any visible injuries.

Devi's face is streaked with tears. She only replies with a small nod.

"Devi, listen to me. I am so sorry for starting Crazy Devi. I should have said something sooner and put a stop to it."

She still couldn't look at Paxton. Devi knew she made bad decisions but to hear Paxton call her crazy cut deep, and all she could think of was how she wished she had really been hit by that car.

Paxton continued, "Do you remember what I said in the hospital after the coyote bit you?"

"You said it's cool we're friends," she spoke for the first time.

"No before that, when you asked if I thought you were crazy. What did I tell you?"

"You said, "I think you're crazy. But in a good way."

"I still think that. It's one of the many things I love about you, Devi. You see past looks. You believed in me when other didn't."

"You said love again, I rarely hear you say you love something..." Devi looked at Paxton pointedly.

He couldn't help grin at Devi being her unapologetic self.

"Damn, Devi. Your going to make me say it? Yes, I love you Devi Vishwakumar. Now, will you please let me look after you?"

Her eyes wide in disbelief, she couldn't help but mirror Paxton's beautiful and sincere smile.