#yes I have a birthmark on my butt

[indigo-sparkle444]

Birthday booty 🎈🍑 ✨

[talaok]

Very good friends

Pairing: Pedro pascal x reader

Summary: No one knows that you and your co-star Pedro are in a relationship, and as you get interviewed, it turns out you're both really bad at keeping it a secret

Warnings: just fluff

"First of all, I think congratulations are in order,” the interviewer spoke “I mean, this movie was a total hit!"

"oh thank you" you smiled widely, joined by Pedro.

"of course" she cleared her throat, settling into her seat "So how was the premiere?"

"amazing" you emphasized, " it was absolutely perfect, and we had so much fun, didn't we b-" your eyes widened slightly, baby, you were about to say "Pedro?" you said instead.

You didn't miss the faint smirk on his lips as he caught your slip-up.

"We did" he nodded " It was great"

"awesome" she smiled "alright, so this film is about a mystery both your characters investigate, so, obviously I wanted to ask you: Do you think you'd be a good detective?" 

You hummed, thinking, as Pedro just snorted 

"I definitely wouldn't" he chuckled "I'd be the worst detective" he continued "you on the other hand" he pointed at you "You'd be a great one"

"Right? I was thinking that"

"Definitely" he nodded "she's smart and all y'know, I think I would freak out and.. just board a flight to Australia the moment I saw a dead body" he laughed, and you couldn't help but follow.

"that would probably be a smart move, honestly" you commented

"well too bad" he joked "have fun solving your little mystery, I'm already in Sidney looking at... kangaroos"

You snorted, hiding your face in your hands, and he watched, treasuring the feeling that filled his chest each time he made you laugh.

"Alright," the interviewer spoke, amusement very clear in her voice "so now that we've established that, I wanted to ask you something related to a specific scene in the movie. The one where Y/n's character finds out that a body isn't who they thought it was, because of a specific mark she finds on it"

"of course" you nodded, remembering the scene

"perfect, so my question is: If you have any, what are your distinguishing marks?"

You frowned, thinking, and looked over at Pedro just to find the same expression.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open 

"I know yours," he said, and you looked at him confusedly

"mine?"

"Oh c'mon you know" 

"I have no idea," you chuckled, "I'm thinking, but I don't think I have any"

The smile on his lips had something somewhat mischievous under it, you noticed.

"Well then c'mon tell us Pedro" the interviewer urged.

He caged his bottom lip between his teeth briefly before speaking " the birthmark on your butt"

Your heart definitely skipped a beat

"the one that looks like a little heart."

and then another.

You widened your eyes at him, and he just laughed softly.

"wow" the woman in the chair in front of you laughed "That is...how do you even know about that?"

You looked at him, and just then, saw as he realized his mistake.

How did he know about it?

By having placed countless loving kisses on it.

His mouth opened, but no sounds came out.

you had to think of something, and quick.

"We- Uhm- we went..." you looked around panicky "we went swimming last week"

"In New York?" The woman asked skeptically

"In-In a pool I mean" you smiled nervously, " He noticed it then"

The interviewer smiled, her eyes revealing just how much she was believing you, which was not even a little bit.

fuck

"of course" she granted you anyway, letting you breathe a sigh of relief.

"so last question" she spoke again, looking down at the cue cards and smiling thinly "You two have amazing chemistry in this movie, and of course, a lot of fans have been asking themselves if maybe some of this chemistry doesn't only exist on-camera. What do you have to say about that"

You glanced at him hastily "well yes, we do have... chemistry, and yes of course we have it off-screen too, I mean we are friends, so..."

"just friends?"

"yup" you siad akwarldy

"very good friends" Pedro spoke, making you have to bite down a grin, as you shot him a look of both amusement and warning.

The woman smiled knowingly again before a man behind the camera gestured something to her.

"alright that's my cue," she said, "I've gotta go" she got off the chair, extending her hand for you both to shake "It's been a real pleasure meeting you and, uhm... I really hope your friendship works out"

You felt your cheek flood with pink as she walked away.

You turned to him, both smiling and scowling,

he didn't understand how you could look both so hot and cute at the same time.

"Really?" you scolded him, raising your brows "the birthmark on my ass Pedro?"

"was that really necessary?"

He chuckled "well you're the one who almost called me baby, sweetheart"

"I didn't, though" you reminded him "and I also didn't say that we are - really good friends- with that tone" you air quoted

"What tone?" he grinned

"The tone you have when you say something but mean something else"

He chuckled again

"What?"

"nothing" he bit his lip "you're just really beautiful"

He certainly knew how to distract you

"shut up" you rolled your eyes while involuntarily smiling.

"We need to be more careful if we don't want anyone to find out ok?"

You were looking at him through your lashes, and he was so lost in your eyes that he would have said anything you told him to

"you're right baby" he nodded "I'm sorry, I'll be more careful"

"thank you" you smiled, as he leaned closer to your ear

"and don't worry" he whispered "I'll apologize properly tonight"

[dashi-inu]

eridan ampora from homestuck 🫧 he was my first favorite and still is from the cast ♡ i know, i know, he is one way in canon, but i wanted to have fun with this sea dweller and make him to my image. like all of my faves *babygirlifies eridan

rewrote the info on eridan's reference sheet under the cut 🌊 this design features nsfw content! 🔞

ERIDAN AMPORA (VIOLET BLOOD, SEAHORSE)

6'9 ft (205.74 cm)

CAPE. Made of silk. Has intricate patterns on the inside. Accompanied by cloak chain.

GLASSES. Matte violet. Near-sighted. With or without glasses he always has excellent aim.

JEWELRY. Wears too many to count. Worn all over his body. Jewelry can change though always wears a necklace with star sign.

ATTIRE. Top is translucent. Some parts are opaque. High-waisted pants with blue, sheeny stripes as pattern. Thigh-high boots!! Will wear footwear with heels even if he's a 6'9 ft goddess- Becomes 7ft in heels.

Overly ornate! Loves being fashionable ♡

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EARS. Fin-like. Can droop or flare.

NO GRUBSCARS! Sea dwellers are not born from Mothergrub.

BIOLOGY. Violet bloods are seahorse-like trolls. They come in different variations; Stallion, Deviant, and Pearl. Eridan is a pearl variant. Typically pearls belong to the Condesce as they are the only ones that can produce an heir for the Fuchsia caste. Condesce can impregnate them for a litter of violetbloods or one Fuchsia heir.

CORONET, GILLS, WEBBED FINGERS, LUMINESCENT JOINTS

EYES. Big-doe eyes.

BODY. 'Amphora-shaped'. Big bust, slender waist. Refined legs.

POUCH. Very plush tummy. Softest part of the body.

'CLIT' FIN. A little fin that advertises where the oyster is :) Yes, it is also erogenous on its own.

GENDER DIFFERENCES. Violetbloods are male sea dwellers. Their counterpart, Fuchsiabloods, are female. Like real-life seahorses, it's the male sea dwellers that give birth.

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FIN SPINE. Violet and semi-transparent. Soft and bendable. Divided into three parts; head fin, spine, and dorsal fin. Begins at the crown of the head, and ends at the tailbone. All fins trill when excited or emotional, including gills, ears, and clit fin.

LUMINESCENT BACKSIDE. Glittery spine, back, butt, and back of legs.

BIRTHMARK. Constellation of Aquarius resides on his back.

BLOOD. As Gamzee the potion merchant put it, 'This violet potion is to be imbibed by anyone who wants to exhibit unabated lust for all they encounter.'

Violetbloods have a high libido and are hypersexual as a species.

For this reason, the body of a pearl has features meant to attract a partner or the Condesce to be satiated from this lust. (Big doe eyes, unique body, clit fin, luminescent body parts.)

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OUTFITS

WITHOUT CAPE ♡ JEWELRY ONLY

Can wear the jewelry in different spots and ways. This is just an example of how much he wears as one of the highest members of the aristocracy.

[katnissdoesnotfollowback]

This or That: Everlark Edition II

Katniss has a pouty mouth or very thin lips

Peeta has a chipped tooth or a birthmark on his shoulder

Katniss has big eyes or thick, thick hair

Peeta reopens his family’s bakery or becomes a full time artist for his enjoyment only

Katniss biter or Peeta hair puller

Peeta is under 5’6 or over 5’10

Is Peeta a butt or boobs guy

Who initiates their first time?

She has a supremely middle of the road sized mouth. No one would use either of those adjectives to describe her lips.

Chipped tooth or birthmark? This is actually the most difficult one for me to answer because with two older brothers and an abusive mom, the chipped tooth is highly plausible to me. But also… the kind of expensive dentistry required to fix that makes me think no, because if it were visible, I feel like Katniss would’ve remarked on it at some point to give us insight on Peeta’s home life. So I guess I’ll say birthmark??

Thick hair.

I think he reopens the bakery but it’s not necessarily just a family operation anymore, nor is it treated primarily as a source of income. Trades are welcome in the storefront, not out of the back door. Goods are sold just high enough above cost to make sure his district employees have a decent wage. I do think he paints frequently as well, but not as a full time thing. I always imagine that since only seven of them survived, the victors still get some kind of compensation from the government, but not nearly as much as it was before the war, and they can choose to opt out of it. Still, I can’t see Peeta retreating from being part of their community, and that usually takes the shape of, among other things, reopening the bakery in my head.

Uh… both, Anon. Both. Katniss is definitely known to nibble playfully on Peeta or to sink her teeth in somewhere fleshy when she’s in the midst of passionately losing control. Same idea for Peeta. He absolutely tugs on her hair to tease her or be playful. In bed, yes there’s some hair pulling, but no hair yanking, if that makes sense?

I always imagine Peeta at right around 5’10”, maybe a hair under in canon. In an au I usually place his height at right at or just over 5’10”

This is deliberate legs and belly and shoulder erasure anon.

Their first time isn’t initiated by one person in my head. By the time their first time happens, they both want it so much but have been holding back to make sure the other person feels the same way. So it happens later than it probably could have happened. To me, their first time is almost a conversation. They work their way towards it together.

[multiwreckedmess]

Oral Assistance

Summary: Desk buddy with your boyfriend Yeosang Pairing: Yeosang x gn!reader (no pronouns/terms of endearment used) WC: 1,250~ (h-how?) CW: Smut, no plot. As always specific TW are under the cut

AN: Omg the oral series rides again! Yeosang brainrot strong. Gaming brainrot strong. Once again, not edited, purely indulgent, meant to be just for fun for me to get over being a perfectionist and just get work out there. Sorry for grammar/spelling mistakes. Check out my masterlist for more of this series or for more polished works!

TW: Slight voyeurism, slight corruption??? Maybe?? SLIGHTLY sub!Yeosang. Prior established relationship. Please do not do this without the expressed consent of the parties who may overhear. IDK as this is not a particular kink for me but in all sexual acts consent is EXTREMELY important. This is a work of fiction, not a guide for how things should be handled.

“Excu-wait-what are you doing?” Yeosang stutters, blush creeping up his neck as he struggles to maintain focus on his game. Your hand rests on his crotch, casually cupping him in his boxers. Giving him your best doe eyes you reply, “nothing.” “One sec guys!” He calls before lifting the arm of his mic. His eyes remain glued to the screen in front of him as he steals glances at you, forefinger clicking away. “I’m in the middle of a game,” he gulps. You can feel him stirring in your palm. “Okay? I don’t mind,” you let the tips of your fingers graze him over his boxers, “that is, if you don’t mind?” His cock twitches expectantly. It’s hard to contain your smile.  “Yes! No. I don’t mind. I mean I’d like it very much. Yes. I want.” Stumbling cutely through his thoughts, his biceps tense and teeth grit as his avatar is pulled into the center of a very violent mauling from the enemy team. As suddenly as they attack its over, his screen goes grey and he flexes his fingers. Leading his head back the noise that comes from him starts as a frustrated groan and morphs into a delicious half moan half growl as his lids flutter shut. “You sound so pretty my Yeosang. Even when you’re upset.” His cheeks flush at the compliment, head angling away from you, embarrassed, his little heart-shaped birthmark highlighted perfectly. Eyes closed with his hair splayed out on his headrest his jaw looks impossibly sharp, cheekbones chiseled. Truely a living statue. With a small smile he gestures his chin at you expectedly, pursing his lips into a shy kiss which you indulge with a soft peck.

Close to his headphones that you can hear he is still in voice chat, muted, but able to hear his teammates bantering and the timer counting down his imminent respawn. With a wicked grin you slide between him and his computer, butt scooted back on his knees and chest leaning close so he can see over you. “YEOSANG! EARTH TO YEOSANG!” You hear someone shout, “Yer up mate!” The tips of your fingers graze over the skin just above the elastic of his waistband, reading the pattern of ridges and veins that lead you down below the belt. Opting to nuzzle into the side of Yeosangs neck. “I love you so much, Yeo.” He barely chokes back a moan as your fingers trace the veins on his member. Throbbing and fattening up in your hand Yeosang bravely lowers his mic to his mouth. “Hey guys I think-I think I have a migraine coming on...” he fumbles awkwardly through his excuse. A chorus of boos coming over the voice chat. “I can finish out this round...but...” he tries to placate them, still frantically clicking on the screen to direct his avatar as you play with him. It really doesn’t take much to get him going, your soft hands making their way up and down, nails just barely grazing his shaft, it’s enough to ruin his actions per minute in a real way. Not to mention the semi strangled position he has to put himself in to reach the mouse and keyboard. Putting a finger to your lips and winking you slide off of him, disappearing to the dark under the desk. In turn he scoots to the very end of his gaming chair and locks it from tipping backwards. The band of his sweatpants easily slips down enough to tug his cock over it. Restricted by the table top hovering ominously above you, you improvise, taking just the tip into your mouth with your head on his thigh, letting your hand work the unattended area of his shaft. Yeosangs eyes roll back, his teams tight formation slipping as he strains to take a peek down at exactly what you are doing to him. “Are you FUCKING KIDDING me dude?! oh shit-Yeosang, shit-sorry-your migraine-” an explosion of expletives over comms as a teammate is picked off by the enemy team. “Shit, shit, fuuu- so sorry guys-” Yeosang tries to disguise his moans as pangs of pain. He hopes that the noise filter works in his favor for once, hiding the occasional quick slips of groans that manage to escape. You hum and swirl your tongue around the head, a move you know is sure to get a vocalization from him. The bang of his fist against the table top is enough to make you giggle as you continue to tease him.  Yeosang is playing his absolute worst and still the teams are tied neck and neck. Frankly at this point he doesn’t really care who wins or loses just that the game ends quickly so that he can rip off his headset and fully enjoy himself. He can barely move his mouse effectively, misclicking several items and ruining his meta. “Whatever,” he thinks, “just blame it on vision spots or something.” Meanwhile his team is requesting a draw from the other players, who repeatedly deny it. “Guys I just-I just don’t know that i can do this-so sorry-gonna-have to take-deserters-” he can barely hold it together between words. Thighs shaking his cock is impossibly heavy with need, leaking salty precum with every lick, swirl and pop of your lips. “Triple-kill.” The glossy robotic voice announces over the headphones. The penalty this time is 1.5 minutes of waiting, unable to fight back against the enemy team. For once instead of hyper focusing and strategizing Yeosang slams his mic up to mute himself and jets away from his desk. You crawl after him, undignified on your hands and knees. “I need to cum please pleasee please-” he pants broken pleas until he’s red in the face. Smiling you finally take him all the way into your mouth, his hips thrusting in short erratic bursts. The sight was everything he’d be unable to fight back to focus on the game. Your eager eyes peering up at him, happily sucking at his swollen cock. Absolutely lewd slurps and gulps coming from your ministrations. The swirling shame and excitement of doing something so risky and taboo mixing in the pit of his stomach. Short explosions of breathy moans follow in time with his hips, unable to push past the tight ring at the back of your mouth. It would be easier if he’d just grab the back of your head to push you just that centimeter more but you knew at least for now he wouldn’t dream of it. Instead you make due, grabbing his clothed ass and forcing your head down the rest of the way, nose flush with his pubic bone. Yeosang sounds just as sweet when he climaxes, normally bassy voice hitting a high strangled gasp. His knuckles whiten as he pushes off the seat of his chair, cock pulsing streams of hot cum down the back of your throat. You eagerly gulp it down, the tense and release of your muscle milking the remininents before releasing him with wet pop.

“DUDE WHAT THE FUCK?” “Hope that shit was worth it bro- I swear to god if we rank-” “-damn it SOUNDED worth it though-” “-no wonder he’s sat at base-” “MY GUUUUYYYYY GET IT YEO!” In his haste the arm of the mic had caught the usb charger and not fully docked in the upright, muted position. The pressure of the bent usb cable slowly working the mic back open, Yeosang would have a lot of explaining to do.

[wanderlust-in-my-soul]

My Weekly Roundup CW 29

This week was full of drama, people disappearing from other people's lives, evil antagonists, good acting and a lot of good communication. I loved so much about this weeks episodes and before I'll start, let me tell you "Team Roommates for the win!".

And yes, this will contain spoilers!

→ 1. Be My Favorite (Ep 9)

Okay, so not quite as much fluff as I had hoped for, but it was enough for me in the end. I thought the conversations were very well done again and a drunken pisaeng is just ADORABLE!

Kawi is on his way to finally understand that he can't save every future. He needs to have faith in people to go their own way. It is not in his hands that other people won't make mistakes and have no regrets. He will continue to make mistakes himself, but he can try to be the best version of himself to be there for the people he cares about. He won't protect them from getting hurt though, but he can be there for them, catching them before they fall so they can go off and make other mistakes. But it's not up to him to make the decisions about what makes a person happy and what doesn't. And I love that he has Pisaeng as a partner by his side, that he also clearly told him he wants to be able to see them both as equals so that Pisaeng's money doesn't create a power imbalance and I love it so much! I love their communication so much 😭 I hope Paer can work things out with her mom and maybe talk to her dad. Kwan and Paer both desperately need to realize their own worth and just keep their hands off Not. He should end up reap the fruits of being an asshole in the end. Please let an asshole character just be an asshole for once.

☼ 2. Wedding Plan (Ep 1)

I vibe this series so much! Oh my god! I saw the trailer and knew this series was going to captivate me. I'm into this forbidden love. Nuea is my spirtit animal! I find his love for food and dislike for gyms very relatable. I knew it wasn't going to be a classic cheating story, but am still a bit confused by how active Yiwa is in helping Lom flirt with Nuea. I'm definitely curious to see what exactly is behind the two of them and their marriage, and if a wedding between Nuea and Lom will happen in the end. That the visuals will be good in a Mame series is kind of a law, so I'm not surprised by the cast, but this birthmark on Lom's nose has a certain effect on me that I didn't know was possible. I mean look at him!

Normally I'm always a little restrained in the first episode of series, but here I'm just on fire and I apparently have to make that known, otherwise it eats me up inside 😅 I find it funny to see how he majority on here went off on PrapaiSky's wedding, and every little piece of them and PayuRain was giffed and I couldn't care less. But I am very happy to see a gay wedding! So yeah, I can't wait for the next episode! But the subtitles really are something else on iQiyi!

But you would definitely be famous for having a crush on a broom!

↑ 3. Stay With Me (Ep 9-12)

Oh man, so much has happened. First Su Yu and Wu Bi move in together, because Su Yu's dad got married and now has a new family, so to speak, in which Su Yu doesn't want to force himself in. And he wishes so much it was different, but after the mother has found a new family and the father has now also remarried, it has once again become clear to him that he also wants someone whose love is just for him and that he doesn't have to share with anyone 😭 And Wu Bi sits there and just looks at him with these puppy dog eyes and holds him by the arm - there is this person, you just have to finally admit it to yourself too. Yes, and then we see moments where Su Yu uses Wu Bi's butt as a pillow and they're bickering together and their apartment is so wonderfully colorful and lovingly decorated and welcoming and just beautiful and I'm floating through all the seventh clouds...

... and then along comes the evil ex who isn't actually an ex but acts like she is and tries to get in between Wu Bi and Su Yu and apparently she's somewhat successful at it and my gosh, what a pain in the ass that person is! I can't stand her. Great actress but such a crappy character. I hope Su Yu sees through her lies and obvious attempt to drive a wedge between them. Let her just run off with the cousin again and never come back! Surely she should realize that Su Yu doesn't like her anymore and that he is indeed Wu Bi's.

This is frustrating. I want to have Friday and be able to continue watching 😅

↓ 4. Tokyo In April Is... (Ep 6)

For a short moment I really thought that Ren was lying unconscious or knocked out by some drug in Sanada's bed at the end. I got hot and cold for a moment. Fortunately he wasn't. My heart would not have survived that after the episode. So Ren has disappeared again and Kazuma sits alone in the cold and dark apartment, thinking about all the beautiful memories he had made with Ren during the past weeks.

The only thing missing was that he would have grabbed one of Ren's t-shirts and curled up on the bed sniffing it. Then I would have done the same with a box of tissues here. Not that I didn't know that would happen, but still, it hurts. And then to watch Ren break down while Kazuma was waiting for him at home... The series keeps on hurting really good!

↑ 5. Hidden Agenda (EP 3)

Okay, I admit it, I'm starting to get hooked on the series. I love Joke. And I love that he could go on dates with Zo without having to reveal himself. Slowly, though, he's realizing that he might have a chance after all and is really putting himself out there now. Sometimes I'm a very simple girl: give me nice music, a library, intense eye contact, and a pinky that finds the courage to make first contact and you'll find me melting on the floor, squealing blissfully.

The fact that Zo is also starting to realize that he should get to know another person first, and most importantly get to know yourself in order to know if you like a person, I think is so sweet. And the heart racing he definitely has... with Joke... This is a happy-go-lucky series right now.

↓ 6. Minato Shouji Coin Laundry Season 2 (Ep 3)

Minato and Shin now live together, but of course they don't share a room, which is a bit frustrating for Shin. Minato, however, is starting to come out of his shell a bit. So he asks Shin if they want to go to the festival together and let him dress him. And this boy is whipped!

On the beach, he takes Shin's hand, only to pull back in fright when other people come running to the beach. There are two generations that collide in Shin and Minato. Shin is proud of his love and wants to show that they both belong together. He is not afraid of the world because he has not experienced any negative experience because of his sexuality yet. He experiences the world from a not-so-conservative lens, especially since his parents have agreed to let him live with Minato until the apartment is renovated. Minato has grown up in a more conservative world and has always hidden away until now. He is slowly letting himself be carried away by Shin, but it takes time. Such a learned behavior, and especially mindset, can't be changed overnight. And I find the process very exciting right now. It's nice to watch the two of them take care of each other and grow together.

☼ 7. Jun & Jun (Ep 1)

Childhood friends who lost touch and now find their way back to each other paired with office romance? Bring it on! It was really hard for me to watch at the beginning. My threshold for embarrassment is very low and all the action until they arrived at the office caused me some pain. I hope from the next episode it will be a little more pleasant. The first impression is still positive. I'm curious to see how the story develops, why they lost track of each other and if it will end up being a feel-good story like Our Dating Sim. One can still hope. What I can say is that the visuals are definitely appealing.

↓ 8. Low Frequency (Ep 3)

So something happened. The acting wasn't as bad as it had been one episode before. We learned that ghosts can do things if Mon lets them, at least Thames. And they can touch each other now, which led to a very strange and totally out of context scene where they touch hands, illuminated by sunlight, and it almost comes to a kiss. So yes, the setting was nice, but the scene itself was a bit oddly placed. What else happened? Thames remembers something more to the accident and is jealous. There are a few who come up as potential suspects and other than that, very little else happened for an astonishing 40 minutes. Or I just forgot all about it already....

→ 9. Dinosaur Love (Ep 5)

What do they all think is so great about cotton-candy-ball? He's a snoozer who looks like his mind is on a trip abroad and no one knows when it's coming back. And Dino... I mean, there are really intense series with jealous and toxic characters, but he's really the crowning glory of them all. The worst thing is that he reminds me of one of my exes. I think he was jealous of my bedspread itself... And that's how Dino acts... It's no excuse for obsessively possessive behavior that you like the person. The way I screamed at my screen how much I hate this! And what are these scenes? I don't have to spend five minutes watching Dino play a mobile game and talk to his buddies while cotton-candy-ball sits next to him grinning stupidly. Never thought the biggest enemy in this series was the fact that Dino is the SOTUS president and SOTUS members aren't allowed to date freshmen or be friends with them! Will they still get together? I guess we'll see next week or sometime in August... It's getting tiring, but maybe I just wasn't in the right mood for it today. Maybe the title is that way because it's outdated stereotypes that act as the main roles here?

[thatguywiththefaceog]

Kinktober 2023 Day 14- Selfcest

Gravity Falls- Mabel/Mabel Clone

When Mabel clones herself, they decide to have sex with each other

written for @kinktober2023

requested by anon

This story is rated E for explicit. It is for mature audiences only. All characters are over 18. NSFW under the cut.

It was spring cleaning at the Mystery Shack much to Mabel’s annoyance. She was bored and horny and she wanted to prowl downtown for some booty. But no, Soos had her dusting old crap in the back.

She haphazardly waved her duster around, more whacking things rather than carefully dusting the things in the back. Mabel whacked something familiar. It was the old photocopier Dipper used to make all those clones from back when they were all little kids.

Frankly Mabel was surprised that this wasn't issued into the bottomless pit. But it wasn't Mabel’s problem. She was just back here to dust. She wasn't gonna do anything stupid and horny. In a flash, Mabel hiked up her skirt and pulled down her panties. Opening the top of the photocopier, she sat her bare ass down and turned on the machine, giggling like a schoolgirl.

The machine produced one picture of her wonderful booty before the machine jammed up and started to produce smoke. "Aw, poo." She hit the Machine a couple of times before it died. She picked up the lone picture it produced. "At least this butt shot is cute."

The picture started vibrating, her ass slowly popping out of it. "Oh right, magic copies." She dropped the picture as vibrating turned into violent shaking. The ass waved around like some had their ass stuck in a hole. Which is what it was. To Mabel’s surprise a whole human got out from the photo, her. Or a copy of her. A nude copy of her.

"Who are you?" Mabel asked her clone.

"I'm you," the clone replied.

"Yes but you are a copy of me. But what does that make you? Did it copy my memories? My soul?"

The clone pondered for a moment. "We could think about the nature of my extended, or-"

"Or we could fuck! You are me!"

With the clone's help, Mabel quickly undressed. The two stared at their naked bodies. Mabel saw all the nooks and crannies of her body in her double. Her birthmark, all her moles. It was fascinating. She placed her hand on her clone's tit. She moaned as she gave it a little squeeze. The two kissed, a naughty thrill ran through Mabel. She should not be doing this, but she was anyway. It was such a turn on.

She sat her bare ass down on a table; not the photocopier she learned that lesson. Spreading her legs, Mabel felt her clone's tongue run up her folds. "Wait, wait. I have an idea."

Under Mabel’s instructions, the two made their way to the floor. Mabel got on her back and had the clone get on top of her. It was strange, feeling her own weight atop of her. She liked it. The clone's pussy hovered over Mabel’s face, while she bent down and resumed eating Mabel out. Pushing her clone's ass down Mabel ate her out as well. Like Mabel, the clone was moderately groomed with a patch of pubic hair. Some of it tickled her tongue as it ran up and down the slit.

Slurps and moans filled the room as the two 69ed. Each face was a mess of slick as they tasted their own taste. They both even came at the same time, their bodies shaking as their pussies quivered and squirted.

"That was the best. Hey, do you remember what happened to Dipper’s clones?"

"Not really. Hey, want to shower together?"

"Hell yeah! I don't see that having any horrifying consequences."

[zyuyea]

His Touch Chapter 10/11

Script only.

M!MC x Ominis Gaunt. NSFW. MLM. MDNI🔞 - Anal sex, massage, can't remember what else.

 10 Dick riding (So creative title...)

“I’ve done some more research, even bought something new” Isaac humors. 

It’s a new day, they’re walking into the room of requirements, Isaac removing his scarf and robe. 

He walks up to Ominis and removes his scarf. 

“If you’re up to more practice, I mean” he whispers. 

“You are not tired of me?” Ominis humors.

“Ominis, If I could, I would spend every moment with you for the rest of my life”, he whispers, stroking his finger against Ominis cheek, over his birthmarks. 

"Well, we have each other until the end of the year”, Ominis mumbles. 

Both their expressions saddens a bit. 

“Then let’s not waste a second of it” Isaac whispers and holds Ominis’ face and kisses him. 

*scene not done* 

“Feeling you on me like this is intoxicating”, Ominis mumbles

11 Massage oil scene. 

Isaac buys a bottle of massage oil at the potion store and wants to give Ominis a massage. 

They're in the room of requirement again, Ominis resting next to Isaac on the bed, they’re both in only their underwear. 

Ominis is sleeping on his back and Isaac on his side facing Ominis. He brushes Ominis’ temple and he wakes up a bit, turning to his side to face Isaac. 

Ominis smiles gently. 

“Are you awake?” Isaac whispers. 

“Mhm” Ominis replies, stretching a bit. 

“Can I try something on you?” Isaac whispers, gently brushing against Ominis’ shoulder with his fingers. Ominis turns his head towards Isaac. 

“Like what?” He asks. 

“J. Pippin’s Potions had a  bottle of massage oil, something new he brought in stock, and I was hoping I could give you a massage” Isaac fiddles with the bedsheet. 

Ominis reacts with a surprised reaction 

"Like…  right now?", Ominis asks. 

Isaac laughs. 

He pulls out the bottle and applies some massage oil into his hand. 

"Yes, right now. I've been thinking about it for a while." Isaacs responds. 

“Could you lay on your stomach?” Isaac asks.

Ominis blushes, but he agrees.. 

“Alright” he answers, turning around to lay on his stomach. 

“Are you comfortable?” Isaacs asks. 

“Yeah”, Ominis answers. 

Isaac gets on top of Ominis and sits just straight below Ominis’ buttchecks. 

“Am I too heavy?” he asks Ominis. 

“Hardly” Ominis chuckles. 

Ominis has his head on the side, you can see his face over his shoulder, with a relaxed expression. 

Isaac starts running his hands up and down Ominis’ back. 

Massaging him on the neck, down his spine, rubbing his hands side to side. Ominis closes his eyes, his face blushes. 

Isaac continues to massage at the lower back, and upwards again. 

Ominis turns slightly around, enough to face Isaac. 

“Isaac…”, Ominis moans. 

He pulls down his own underwear to expose his butt. 

Isaac blushes and gently smiles, continues to massage further down. He rubs Ominis’ butt firmly, massaging deeply into the muscles, after a while Isaac spreads his cheeks apart to look at Ominis’ arsehole. 

He stares for a while and then slides down and starts licking the hole. 

“What is that?” He moans. 

“Mhy dongue” Isaacs answers, not letting his mouth leave the area. 

He continues to fiercely licks and sucks on Ominis arse. 

Ominis slightly arches his pelvis upwards and moans deeply. 

Isaac puts a finger inside slowly and Ominis emits a long moan, grabbing the pillow and bites into it. 

“Am I hurting you?” Isaac whispers. 

“No”, Ominis moans. 

“I want more”, he adds. 

Isaac inserts another finger and continues to thrust inside of him. 

“More… ” Ominis mumbles. 

He pulls out his fingers and rubs oil on his cock, he then rubs his dick up and down Ominis asshole. 

“Don’t tease” he moans, turning his head towards Isaac, who grins. He places his head on the opening, and gently pushes himself inside, balancing with one arm on the bed and holding Ominis’ hip with his other. 

Ominis lets out a long moan, clutching his pillows that have wet bite marks. 

Isaac goes slowly at first, takes in the sight of Ominis’ back, seeing his cock inside of him. 

“Fucking beautiful”, he whispers. 

He grabs Ominis’s hips with both arms and lifts his ass higher and speeds up his thrusting. 

Ominis lifts his stomach up and moves one of his arms to jerk himself off. He’s leaning on his shoulder and head while Isaac continues to thrust inside of him, firmly holding his hips. The sweat is running, moans and groans fill the room. 

Ominis tips more to the side and cums while jerking off, letting out moans among heavy breaths.  

Isaac groans and his face scrunches while he cums inside of Ominis. 

He lets go and his dick slips out of Ominis’ hole. Cum starts dripping slowly out, and Isaac panics a bit and Accio’s for a rag and wipes away the cum trickling out. 

Ominis is lying on his side and breathing heavily, cum stains on the bed sheet next to him. 

“Hey, are you okay?” Isaac asks. 

“I might be sore tomorrow”, he replies with a smile. 

“I can’t believe you licked my arse” he continues, seemingly feeling embarrassed and covers his face with one arm leaning over. 

Isaac starts laughing loudly. He leans on his knees and smiles at Ominis.

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Get to Know Me!

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Get to Know Me!

This is just a fun little thing I’ve been wanting to do since the dawn of time but could never find a post to reblog that satisfied what I wanted. So I made this, feel free to reblog and use it yourself!

❤️ how tall are you? 159cm aka 5'216"

🧡 what is your sexuality? Bi curious, Demi Amourous, Sapio Sexual.

💛 what is your favorite feature on yourself?

Lips

💚 where are you from?

New Zealand

🩵 do you have any pets?

Garfield

💙 do you have any siblings? 4

💜 describe yourself in five words or less!

1. Edgy 2. Kooky 3. Alt 4. Kind 5. Honest

🩷 dream job?

Astrophysicist

🖤 favorite hobbies outside of your blog

-crafting -scootering -singing

🎂 when is your birthday?

June 10

🌙 your zodiac (Sun, Moon, Rising)

Sun Gem Moon Gem Rising Taurus

💉do you have tattoos and/or piercings

No tatts 3 piercings

🚗 can you drive?

Halfassed lol

✈️ favorite place you’ve travelled

Tokyo

🎤 have you been to a concert

Yes

🎵 favorite artists

One true god, madison beer, selena gomez.

🎧 last song you listened too

This one

📺 last show you watched

This from Youtube

📝 last thing you wrote

"yusss"

🔐 something no one would guess about you

I have no moles except one on my left hand, left corner of forehead, under right eye and a birthmark on a private area.

🧟‍♀️ scariest thing that’s happened to you

Dying and realiving myself via ambulance team

🔥 craziest thing that’s ever happened to you

Hoe phase

🍓 favorite food

Sushi tacos, Zaza

🍅 least favorite food

Bittermelon, Pink Cough Medicine

🍊 favorite season?

Spring!

🍋 favorite genre to read / watch / write

SciFi

🍐 if you could make one character real, who would it be

Probs some type of useful superhero

🫐 some place you’d love to visit

Sweden

🍇 a word your friends would use to describe you

Homebody🙄

🍒 what is your earliest memory

The taste of formula milk

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had

Math lol

💌 why did you start this blog?

To expel my passing thoughts

🖇️ what are your favorite asks to answer

Dark/Dirty humour based asks!

❤️‍🔥 what character do you simp for most often

Toji Fushiguro 

🧚‍♀️ favorite character of all time

probs Shiro of Crayon Shin Chan since i have his personality

🪐 favorite shows / series of all time

Westworld, cyberpunk edgerunners

🌝 a show you would recommend to anyone

Cyberpunk Edgerunners

🌚 a show you’d tell people to stay away from

Annabelle

🌹 favorite kink

Rope bunny

🥀 kinks you hate

Feet fetish, butt stuff

🌊 a kink you would like to write but you think you’d be judged

Peepee kink

A couple of in depth questions!

🍄 what is something that’s happened in your life that you wish you could go back and change?

Parents divorce, Breakup w last Ex

⭐️ what is one of your biggest accomplishments? Why is it so important to you?

My retirement funds cos that's my backburner last resort backup plan

🪻what is the toughest thing you had to go through, but can say you’ve successfully overcome?

Last years whirlwinds during and after name change

🌺 what is the best gift someone has ever given you and why is it so important

Diamond ring from girl bestie cos no one's ever given me a diamond ring before.

🍀 what is your comfort show/series and why is it your comfort show? How has it helped you?

Chobits... It reminds me of the innocent teen me.

[iamdarkness]

Taboo

Alfonse x Summoner.NSFW 18+

This one goes to the people who wanted an Alfonse Summer atl. At least we got Freyr.

 Taboo: from Tongan tabu ‘set apart, forbidden’

 Summoner POV

As a person who comes from the “World of Steel” I am be very used to most levels of nakedness in people. I mean, when you do P. E. at school or when you go to the gym or running at the park, or the beach, and watch TV; we are all bombarded by all kinds of nakedness. We are used to looking at other people’s bodies as something normal.

   When I got to Askr I met heroes of all kinds and many of them are just like me in that they find levels of nakedness normal. Take Hawkeye for for example. He is quite a gentleman and in his culture it is quite normal to be half naked.

 Leading the heroes I got used to them and their bodies enough that I view most of them with a more clinical eye, like a doctor would. When they are wounded and I help treat them, I see their bodies just as a doctor would. The same goes when I see them in the beach or the spring. This make them much more comfortable around me. So much so that some of the heroes have tried to play tricks on me and see me crack.

  Like the time the most unlikely pair, consisting of Niles and Henry played a trick on older Ike. They took his clothes when he was in one of the baths, locked his room and hid his clothes in my office (which is attached to Alfonse’s). They told him not to worry “ The Summoner is asleep.” I was definitely not asleep and saw the guy in all of his muscular glory. Did I get flustered? Not really. I mean at first it was like “WTF”, but I was not ogling the guy! He was all freaked out, and I got worried. Besides, I have seen him almost naked before. What is a little more skin? Well it wasn’t little to be fair…it was actually quite a lot…

  I was quietly reading a report on my writing desk, all hunched over, when he came silently in and stood right in front of me. I waited for him to talk. I thought it was Alfonse at first, coming to get my report, so I did not even say anything. I am used to him just coming in and sit to wait for me to finish my work quietly. Then Ike stands just in front of the desk and I look up to see a mop of dark blue hair over his “Ragnell”. I look all the way up to see Ike looking over at the bookcase behind me. He was not yet aware I was awake.

   -Ike? What are you looking for?- I ask calmly looking back to the bookcase behind me to see what he was looking for. I hear a yelp and something heavy falling down. I look around and find him on the floor covering himself with his hands. His eyes were wide opened and he could not talk for a second. He just kept opening and closing his mouth and said “ I can explain.”in a strangled voice. Alfonse chooses that exact moment to come inside and finds me standing up to give Ike my coat so he can cover himself up. What does he see? I am undressing my self in front of Ike and Ike is naked on the floor.

 ...NICE…

   Yes we were able to clear that up. Alfonse even laughed about it and still does sometimes, but that was only the beginning.

   Some time later Dieck comes inside the study Alfonse and I use in the library. Now we all know Dieck always uses the bare minimum on clothes, but this time he is wearing only his pants and boots. As soon as he comes in, he starts taking his pants off (And of course he is not wearing underwear) and looks at Alfonse and say.

   -Oh Your Majesty is here too? Oh don’t worry; I don’t mind.- He now is butt naked and kicking his boots off. I turn to Alfonse with a ‘WTF’ face and I see him tomato red and very angry. He looks at me and…Why…is he angry at me too? What did I do?

   -Dieck… what the hell is going on?- I ask calmly because I feel Alfonse is going to blow a gasket and any loud noise will set it off.

   -I am here for the check up.- He says simply and his smile falters a little, looking sideways at Alfonse. I focus on his face like it is a normal conversation. Doctors and nurses can do this and so can I.

   -What check up?

   -The one you ordered to check our birthmarks and scars, just in case we are killed and there is no other way to identify our bodies.- I turn to Alfonse and I give him a questioning look, but he appears to not have heard anything except the “the one you ordered”. He is looking at us both angrily back and forth.

   -Umm…Well now that you mentioned it… It sounds like a good idea, but I have never given that order. Whoever told you that? -Still focused on the face.

   -One of the soldiers…so it is not true?- He asks now red in the face, which is very weird because this man has no sense of shame when it comes to showing off. Then he goes to cover himself with his hands, but too late Dieck, I already saw it all.

   -Well no, but it is a good idea, right Alfonse?- I say thoughtfully. He seemed to have regained his senses and is now still red, but his face is lowered and he just nods.

   -Oh…I should go then and find that (he whispers some curses under his breath)…I… -He takes his pants and puts them on. I start making a note about the idea to tell Anna.- I am sorry ______.

   - Don’t worry Dieck. No harm done. This has happened before and just so you know I liked the idea, but if we do make it happen, it would be a member of the healing team doing the check up.- He looks skeptically at Alfonse who is pinching the bridge of his nose and has his eyes closed. You know, that face he does when he is about to lose his patience? Well that one.

   -Oh! Thanks for letting me know.

   -I want to know if you can identify the soldier that told you this. Please see me tomorrow after breakfast,at the training ground.- Alfonse tells Dieck and there is a determined look on his face. Dieck looks back at him and with just the same look, agrees to it.

   At the end we did use that idea, but meanwhile I had four other heroes coming in to undress in my presence. One of them being Lady Camilla who agreed to dismember whoever was the culprit of the trick. The other was Libra who looked about to faint when he was informed he had been tricked by someone. King Claude, who laughed about it and congratulated whoever had bested him in his kind of game; and finally Sonia, who paraded around the room, even after I told her it was not necessary for her to undress. The culprit ended up being Xane ,and Marth was not lenient with him. Neither was I. I mean whoever plays a trick like that on Libra?! Yes! He is a guy!

 This keeps happening periodically, specially with new heroes. It is like some kind of hazing ritual.

   At this point I have seen at least one version of all the heroes naked for one reason or another and like I said before, they seemed to be very comfortable around me and my professionalism.

  Yet I, being myself can’t get used to showing much of my own body due to my insecurities. I mean I may exercise and maybe train but I keep myself still kind of covered up almost all the time. It is a uniform after all. I even have to wear that tiara they gave me. I look like royalty XD

  Askr itself has it’s own norms and they are far more conservative when it came to dress codes and overall behavior. I mean Alfonse sometimes sounds like I imagine my great grandpa sounded back in the day. And this is when I realized something. I have never seen Alfonse in any kind of undress and…It kind of bother me. Why? Because he was the only one person I was attracted to in all of Askr. I loved that man’s mind, heart, personality and skill…in everything he did.

 I knew I was in love with Alfonse at this point, but it had taken another Alfonse showing a little chest to understand that I was the the most sexually frustrated of all my life and that looking at his chest was doing things no one else had done in their entire nakedness. Hell not even porn or hentai had given me the high I got from imaging my Alfonse in that outfit. I mean…not that I used to watch porn or hentai. I know what they are, but the time I did watch, it was all meh. I even thought it was funny. I mean, who isn’t curious about that ? I suppose we have all gone at least once and taken a look at it? Right?…right?

   I remember plain as day I stood there stunned into silence, and probably mouth agape the whole time. I must have looked like an idiot or a pervert! My Alfonse was red as a tomato and trying so hard to avoid my gaze. At the end of the day, the only thing I got out of him was a little laugh and a small  “I am so glad, we do not share that costume here in Askr.”

 …..FUCK!

   I find my self starting at his UN-globed hands when he is drinking tea or eating. I try not to, but the white smooth surface of the back of his hands contrast with the rough calloused fingers, so used to gripping sword and shield. They can also play the sweetest of sounds on a violin and I find that so sexy. Those same long white fingers so tempting and beautiful in their strength and skillfulness. Sometimes I stop my self from wondering how they would feel and...<<What them fingers do Alfonse?!! No ! Stop!>>

  It is true I touch him often. Touch is my love language and even though I always make sure to give people that do mind, their personal space, I do know that Alfonse does not mind. Alfonse may not be a huger, but it does not mean he does not enjoy being touched by people he holds close to him or for them to be near him. Also yes, I have helped him with his wounds but, most of the time I am to damn worried to actually take time to enjoy the touch of his skin and to be hones I find that quite a violation of trust, so I do not indulge in it.

   Sometimes he has caught me starting at the brim of his scarf and under-armor for a glimpse of his neck and I feel so embarrassed by it, but the thought of kissing him there is so tempting to me and I long so much to see past that barrier. He always covers himself again when he sees it is revealing more that that fraction of his neck… And Lord above! Is he smiling?

   The curse of all of this is, that yes we have Summer here in Askr, but it is not as hot and you have to travel to the beach to be seriously hot. He has never gone to the beach with us, since I arrived here.  I am not counting the times we do go, because Anna comes up with some scheme to raise money for the order, because we all wear the uniform then. Whenever he goes to the hot spring; he does it by himself, when Sharena and I are doing something else. Even while going to the river he wears long sleeves, because …bugs. I have asked Sharena and she just answered that she had not noticed and why I was interested….Oh you know…scientific purposes Sharena…

  At first I feel so sad and rejected. Fine…I get it. You are not interested in me and do not welcome my intrusive looks…but…he gives me so many mixed signals! Why is he so close at meetings and I can feel his fingers touching mine. He has taken my hands in his many times. When another hero flirts with me he always appears out of nowhere with knitted brows and a disapproving stare. Prince Hrid came to say ‘Hi’ once and to talk to me, and next thing I know Alfonse drops everything to be next to me as well. Hrid even asked me if we were engaged ! I wish Hrid!

 Well I suppose that is what friends do right? Maybe he does not want me falling in love with a hero and leaving Askr while they need me here. But I talked to him already. I am not returning “home” and I am not leaving…because…How can I leave and not see him again? Not that I wanted to return “home” to begin with, and it seemed impossible to fall in love with someone else other than him.

   I have seen heroes flirting with him as well, and he seems unimpressed by any of them. I have heard other heroes telling the rejected ones, “He has eyes only for the Summoner.” …But what had they seen that I don’t? So I go and ask Sharena and she just laughs it up and says to give him time. He is shy and self conscious.

 …So he does like me, but is very shy and very busy and very self conscious and insecure? OK…I can work with that. Like a great elf king said once; “I am patient; I can wait.” But not that much cause I’m not an elf.

   Then Lif came and I thought “Hell! Even his grandpa show more skin than him!”

 Lif came like a shadow from the grave that will take your last breath. To be honest, he looked more like Death than Hel herself. Except… He was HOT. I felt bad for even thinking that, when the Goddess of Death was trying to end us all, and most specially Alfonse. And you see, that is when I got angry. How the heck was an ancestor of the Askr royalty helping that crazy witch, end his descendants?

   Lif attacked us and tried to, I suppose…kidnap me? He made a bee line to where I was standing and fell all the soldiers on his way. It was weird! I was about to bolt, because the training I had, would not stop the guy who just felled like twenty guys on his way, but something, not fear, took hold of me and I just…those eyes… It was like ten seconds in which I looked into his eyes and saw so many emotions in them, that I could not understand and then I could not move….ten seconds and he was already there in front of me, not attacking but there!

   Alfonse came before Lif had taken me or whatever he was going to do. He ended up with a bruised knee and ankle. I went to help him with some salves and bandages when we were done with the rest of the more serious injured people. He took off his shoe and rolled up the under armor. His ankle was not swollen and his knee was bruised but it was not swollen. I put some salve any way.  

  -What happened? I saw it from afar and felt I would not get there fast enough. Where was Dimitri?- He said a little angry, since King Dimitri was one of my supports alongside him and he was tasked today with being my guardian. I was still massaging his ankle not even thinking about it.

  -They were circling us from the back and Dimitri had to fall back to take care of it…Umm…I don’t know what happened. It was weird. He looked at me and he just…

   -I saw it too.- Said Sharena who came to stand behind Alfonse.- It was like he hit you with a spell.

   -It didn’t feel, like a magic attack. I was more like… I don’t know…- I felt weird about it, so I just made some stupid joke to lighten the mood- Why didn’t y’all tell me your grandpa was so hot? Heh , heh, heh heh! What? It’s not my fault! He kind of looks like you Alfonse.- Hey I was nervous and I do this when I get nervous!

   At first They gave me their “ Seriously?” stare, but Sharena catches on quick and starts laughing out loud. Alfonse? Well he scowls and close his eyes and then takes his foot away from my hands. What?? wait I didn’t get the chance to enjoy that! Damn! Next thing I know, he is taking his sock and starts putting in on. I see his smooth white skin peppered with… is that golden hair? Does it have a blue in it? and my throat closes dry. I follow his movements, as hypnotizing as a dance, rolling up that white sock that is taking away my hopes and dreams. Then the under armor goes down and boot on. It took him like ten seconds, that I totally did not count. Then his hands were covered as well.

 I look up at him with my hands still hovering in the same place as when he took away his leg and see him smiling sideways. I compose myself and…Wait…What? Is he doing this on purpose? Seriously? And the worst part is, that it should not bother me at all, but the truth is…I am very bothered by it. He has become a some sort of taboo to me and GOD how I love the guy! If it was someone else like Robin who never looses that coat of his and globes; I would not care! But I love him Lord. Why is he like this? I used to thank God I was not one of those feet fetishes people, and now I will be dreaming of his feet.  Thanks Alfonse!

 Joking. I respect feet fetish people. To each their own.

 The point is that I feel like those people in Victorian novels, where they get all hot and bothered by someone’s ankle showing more than normal! Oh but what an ankle that was tho’. Stop. Focus!

   I resolve to see him as clinically as any other hero and not stare at the shape of his ears and think of how I want to whisper how much I love him while kissing it…Grrr…I’m doing it again.

   Days later we see Lif again and Alfonse is cursed…We have nine days. Good thing Hel has not seen The Ring or it might have been only seven. Yeah I joke now, but back then I was about to commit murder and then kill myself…or something just as dramatic.

 We searched for days, a way to undo the curse and we found nothing. You’d think I would have taken a page from Dean Winchester's book and played the “last days on Earth” trope to get into his pants; but to be honest nothing like that even crossed my mind at the time! I was so desperate to keep him alive that nothing else matter to me. He could have paraded naked in front of me at the time I was at the library and I would not have noticed…Well, maybe I would have, but it didn’t happen so it doesn’t count

   Until the sixth night of the curse.

   There was a knock at the door to my chamber. Oh! Did I mentioned we have a shared study? Because we do. It is between our chambers and it can only be entered from our rooms. It was his idea and it was for safety reasons. The nights I have spent sitting by the chimney staring at his door…but never mind that. He knocked at my chamber door and when I opened it, he was about to leave. He was wearing sleeping pants, a long sleeve night shirt and socks, all in white.

   We had fallen asleep next to each other at the library before of course, especially during the days he was cursed. And yes we used to huddle together during our march through Nifl. It was effing cold OK. We also usually had our sleeping rolls next to each other during campaigns, because we fall asleep while talking or after a watch,but we had never slept together on a bed. Beds are…intimate to him I suppose.

This night however, he came in and he just goes on and sit on my bed. He said nothing. I sat next to him and reached over to give him a hug. He took this as his cue and hugged back and didn’t let go. He clung to me with such force I was starting to feel dizzy. I asked him to stay the night. He nodded and still said nothing. I blew out the candle I was using to read and we went to sleep while he hugged me tightly. It was no surprise to me, but it was not so much fear that I could see in him. It was so many emotions, that fear seemed to be the least of his problems; but of course he was afraid. We spend together the following nights of his curse. Funny thing is …all those nights I dreamed of his Grandpa, watching over from my balcony window.

  And did I had a glimpsed of something while sleeping together? No. He came in and blew the candle out and by the time I woke up he was already awake. Not like I would have gone and taken advantage of his sleeping form to explore or something. I just thought later that if I had woken up before him, then may be I would have seen his shirt riding up or his pants lowered a little or maybe his sock had fallen off or something. Oh well…They were still the best nights of my life, even if they didn’t feel like that at the time. I mean, I got to be held like I was the most precious and sacred treasure in the world by my beloved. I would care for nothing else.

 Then…Grandpa is actually Alfonse from the future…

 Lif, as he goes by now, told us everything that had happened in his Askr. Which is weird because I had been dreaming of something like that and I thought it was stress.

 We spent some days in that dead world and I got to see Lif a few times. He looked curious about me, but at the same time I noticed he was avoiding me. The way he looked at Sharena really broke my heart every time I caught him starting at her. In turn Sharena looked ready to adopt him, if only he would let her do it.

One of those night I was having a nightmare about me dying while I saw Anna drop dead as if by magic. I woke up to find Lif watching me from afar. I got up and went to talk to him before he ran away.

 We talk for a while. I do not want to intrude on painful memories, but he seems to know me so well it feels natural to talk to him, just like it is to Alfonse.

 -You two…you are not lovers yet?- He asks eyeing me sideways.

 -No. Where you…?

 -Yes. After the first attack. We spent some weeks fighting Hel together. Is he still playing hard to get then?-Oh and there it was.

 -Oh! So it is not my imagination! God I thought I was going insane! Oh that Bunny suit messed me up! I love that chest!…wait. Is that why you have your chest out? - He nods.- And the glow…I noticed Thrasir does not have that glow and I love glow in the dark…ermm… It is an awesome design I have to say. I like it. It is sexy.- I felt bad for the lack of tact but at the same time he needed to know I did not find him ugly or scary any more.

 -You were always odd like that Summoner.- He says that in his deep voice, and it conveys a lot of feelings.

 Did he let me touch his chest? No…and I didn’t really ask to be honest. My respects to Lif. He gave up everything for us. I owe him a lot.

 Well, now I knew for sure and I could confront him or let him keep doing it, or maybe just seduce him. It was strange. I always thought it only worked on men, but I guess it does work goes both ways! At least it help me to fall in love with his mind and heart first, not his body.

 Next day we were walking out of Lif’s castle when the floor gave in and Alfonse and I fell through it. Luckily it was not even high, but I am not as tall as Alfonse and with my luck, part of my coat and shirt got caught on a sharp part of a broken stone pillar, and I was left hanging about one feet off the ground by one shoulder. I tried wiggling off the coat but I could not do it.

 -Are you hurt _____?- Alfonse asks worriedly getting up from where he landed on the floor.

 -No! I think I just got scratched! But I can’t unhook my self.

 - Only you _____.- Says Alfonse smiling and getting dust out of his uniform.

 -Thanks Alfonse…Can you help me down?

 He looks around and up for a while and then stares at me for a few minutes. Probably thinking how to approach the problem, but seriously I think he could just reach up and unhook me. He is tall enough for that.

  He comes close to me and circle my waist with his left arm and places his left leg between my legs to find leverage on the pillar behind me. He reaches over my head with his right arm to unhook my coat. Being this close to him is so exiting. My heart begins to race and I start feeling kind of hot. I try not to think about it and avoid my gaze from his face, but I can’t help looking at him.

 There was not much light coming down from the hole above us, but I could see the side of his face and ear…yeah the same ear I wanted to…OK! Not now! He took this time to move his leg up to hold my weight up, and I was left straddling it. He kind of wiggled it to adjust and…Oh boy! It felt good, good.

<< Oh no! Don’t move it anymore…>> I was praying for him not to move that leg, because God in heaven, I was going to come right there and then.

 …And he moved it again but higher and harder…

 -Mmmn- Oh GOD! I did not just moan into his ear. I mean, I am not horny all the time, come on! It is just that, he is so close I can smell him. He smells so deliciously manly, and his leg is touching just the right places!!

 Meanwhile he is frozen in place. It seems like he is thinking about what to do or maybe just not thinking at all. I personally think he will be leaving me hanging there to be hones. I am so embarrassed, I lower my face to hide it, but we are so close, I end up hiding my face in the crook of his neck.

 He gasps and I can feel his arm tightening on my waist and I get even closer to him. I feel him moving his head a little as if to see my face and then…he moves the leg again as if testing it. This time slowly. I tried and fail to stifle another moan but it still comes out. He moves his hips upwards and keeps moving the leg. It creates just the right amount of friction needed. I feel my hips move on their own to meet him.

 -Alfonse…- My legs tighten around his and when I come close to his manhood I can feel his arousal as well.

 -_________- He whispers my name softly as my leg touches him. All this while he is still moving that blessed leg back and ford. I am panting at this point and he feels like he is in the same situation. All of this brought me to my knees. I came hard. I sat there shuddering in his arms and biting my hand because the stone caused every little noise to sound louder. I felt him kissing my hair.

 We heard some loud footsteps up above us and then…

 -Hey! You need help down there!- I hear Barst’s voice over my head. He does not sound or look like he heard anything.

 -We are fine…I just need …to get her down.- Alfonse’s voice sound a little strained but Barst takes it to mean he es working on helping me down. Just like that, he unhooks my coat and lowers me down gently, still not letting go.

 -I’m getting a ladder!- He’s gone and we can hear his footsteps getting farther away.

 Alfonse steps forward still with me in his arms ,until my back is against the pillar and then looks at me and kisses me hard.

  I am dizzy by the time he lets go. - He is coming back.- He says against my neck and bites into it. I am sure they could hear that whimper that left my mouth. And can you blame me? He just bit into my neck and at the same time moved his hips in a way that I could feel his manhood rub against me. Both his hands were lowered to my hips and he used them to have me closer to him. All this while, he gave this utterly sexy guttural sound that almost sounded like a growl… He lets go, takes a step back and turns around, a moment later a ladder is lowered.

 -You go. I will explore down here a moment.- He says in a firm voice not looking at me.

  I go up the ladder still a little shaky and flushed. I tel Barst to let him explore to see what he can find, but to leave the ladder for him to get up. Darn I wanted to go “exploring” with him. Just imagining what he is doing down there is doing things to me. Good thing everyone thought I was scared of what had happened. I only had a scratch to show.

 He came back much later.

 …Well that was a lot of “exploring”.

 He comes to the camp outside the castle and we are ready to leave just after lunch. At first he seems reluctant to be near me. I am freaking out because well, overthinking and anxiety mixed with insecurities is a bad mix. Finally after half a day of travel, we make camp and post the watch. He comes and sit by my side when I am eating. We don’t talk about it until we are left alone to go to rest.

 -I…I apologize Alfonse. It wasn’t my intention. I…it just happened.- I tell him when he doesn’t speak.

 - It wasn’t my intention either…you don’t have to apologize. I have been wanting to tell you. I…have feelings for you. I just did not want to say it in a situation like that and not at a time like this. I wanted it to be special. I am in love with you _____.

 -I love you too Alfonse. I have for a long time… I’m sorry I ruined it…but I could not help but enjoy having you so near.- He is scarlet red, but smiling.- Which by the way, is your fault.- He looks puzzled.- Sir you are playing dirty.

 -How so? - He asks.

 -You are playing hard to get with my heart.

 -Oh that game you started playing with mine?-He asks arching an eyebrow.

 -What? Me? When? You don’t even let me see your hands for God’s sake. I never saw you flirting with me.

 -I…hold your hands.- He says blushing. Well that was so Alfonse of him.-…erm…You used to never take off that coat or those pants. You were all mysterious and unreachable- Mysterious? Well, firs time someone said that about me.

 -You wanted me to take off my pants?- He turns red again -I was…insecure. I mean look at those gorgeous women out there and I get all jealous and insecure. I felt safe with my coat on. What was your excuse?

 -The same…I am jealous and insecure…Well, I was at first, but then I noticed something about you. - I give him a questioning look.- You could look at any hero in the nude and not get flustered by it. When I asked you why; you told me they where just natural human bodies to you. You sounded like they were nothing special; like you had analyzed bodies so much you did not find them beautiful or sacred any more. You said you studied them at school and everyone paraded half naked in musical shows and the like. Later you told me you did find them beautiful in an artistic or scientific kind of way but it did not make it better to me.

 How to make someone like you fall in love….with me? I listened to you and how you praised my intellect and skills, and I knew you were attracted to those qualities, but there are other men with intellect and skills at home too. I needed to find a way to be special to you.

  It was only when we met that other Alfonse dressed in a bunny costume that I understood. The way you looked at him made me so envious and jealous. What was so special about him? I saw you ogle his body like he was the most sinful of apparitions, and he looked just like me! I was frustrated. That same evening I saw you looking differently at me, and I could not help but feel elated about it.

 I spied you looking intently at my naked hands and when I put on my globes, that look of disappointment did not escape my eyes. It occurred to me that you had never seen me in any state of undress and it must have been strange to you. I understood how you felt now. I have been watching heroes for years. Beautiful women I have been watching on a daily basis and none of them feel spacial, even if they have beautiful bodies,or incredible skills. Yet the day I saw you wearing regular clothes I …well I…- He blushed, lowered his face and left the sentence hanging.

 I flirted with the idea of letting you see more of me, but then I would just become like any other hero, and I wanted more than that. I want so much more.- Now he looked at me, and there was so much love and affection in his eyes, I could have melted in the spot.

 I have to confess I enjoyed seeing you flustered when you could see a little of me. That made me feel special, but I did not want to be just a mystery to you either. I wanted your heart and soul,your love not only your lust. I needed to to know you loved me.

  I had a talk last night with Lif. He told me they were lovers …His summoner and him. He told me I was being a fool just wasting time. He said that if you were anything like his ______, then you loved me, jut like his summoner did him. _______, I want what they had…I want everything, but I am afraid. Between this situation and the war with Embla…You understand me, don’t you?

 - I understand you. I suppose the time is not right. I don’t want to look back on the day we finally are together and remember all these tragedies. You know Alfonse. You were right about me and my take on “nakedness”. I guess we are on the same page now about desire too. To us, Desire comes from love. That is what makes you and your body especial to me. I fell in love with your sharp mind and your heart first, but also thanks to your “efforts” I can understand and appreciate how special a lover’s body is. You made me understand, that what I feel for you is true love, not just infatuation or lust. Thank you. We can wait if that is your wish…if not…I will not say ‘no’ to that to be honest. I leave it to your discretion…But Alfonse, next time you go “exploring” , I want you to know, I can always lend you a hand. ;)

                                     ~*~

  I write this on the day of Devotion. Alfonse and I had another talk and at the end, we decided to wait. Alfonse’s position is a little difficult, and now even more so after his father’s death. His personality makes me forget he is royalty, but the weight of his crown is a lot. He has more responsibilities and images to uphold. I want to think we have time to enjoy each other’s company, hearts and mind before we rush things any way.

 Well, I have to go, my family (Yes they are my family now) is waiting for me. Sharena informed me there is a huge surprise for me. Well, Anna did owed me some favors and she designed the costumes for the Royal family.I can’t wait see Alfonse! I hear he is wearing sandals XD Wink, wink!

 PS: Wait! I just realized something! Lif was actually spying on us!?

[multiplefandomfics]

Princess of Asgard

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: dead parents, forced marriage, smut, breeding kink, kinda AU, pregnancy

Words: 3968

“None of you will be able to lift my hammer.” Thor said, smugly.

“Oh, we will see.” Tony challenged him.

One by one the gathered Avengers tried to lift Mjolnir but of course to no avail.

“Come on Y/N. Now you have to try too.” they tried to convince you.

“No, thanks. Why should I be able to if you can’t? I’d rather not get disappointed.” you sipped on your drink.

“Oh, boohoo. What a party pooper.” Nat yelled at you.

“Okay fine.” you got up from your seat on the couch, swaying a little as you went. Taking off your sweater you gripped the handle with both hands and pulled. You didn’t expect it to move but somehow it did.

Astonished, you stood in front of your friends wielding Thor’s hammer. Everyone’s jaws dropped to the ground.

“That is impossible.” Thor mumbled.

Creeped out by all of this and hoping, if you put it down nothing had ever happened, you let the weapon fall back onto the glass table, which made the fragile material burst.

“Oh, shit! I’m sorry.” you jumped backwards in surprised shock.

And then the questions came rushing out of everyone.

“How is that possible?” “Why you?” “Is it heavy?” “Do you feel different?” yadda yadda yadda.

Completely overwhelmed by all of that you just turned around and ran to your room. Hoping they would leave you alone and drop the topic.

“You fell forward onto your bed and buried your face in the cushions. You needed time to think. The questions the others had asked you were on your mind as well and you tried your best to answer them but that seemed pointless.

Sometime later you heard a knock on your door but you didn’t want to see anyone so you stayed silent, hoping they would go away.

“Y/N. I know you are in there. Please open. I need to have a talk with you.” So it was Thor. You still didn’t wanna see him.

“Friday, please open Y/N door. That would be very kind of you.” you heard your door lock click and rolled your eyes. Well, when he decided to be so rude you decided not to turn around.

You wriggled further into your sheets and didn’t notice your shirt had ridden up on your back. When Thor stepped closer he did notice.

“Y/N, what is this?” he asked but you couldn’t see because he was behind you so you turned to face him. “What is what?” you asked back, confused.

“The birthmark on your back.”

“Oh, that. Well, it’s a birthmark. Nothing more nothing less. Why are you behaving so strangely?” Now he scared you a bit.

“What is it Thor? Tell me.” you demanded.

Instead of talking he started to take off his dress shirt.

“Ehm, Thor what are you doing?” you wanted to know hesitantly.

When it was off you shortly admired his devine physique before he turned his back to you and you gasped. On his back right in the middle over his butt was the same birthmark you had located.

“How is that possible?” you gasped.

“I don’t know but I have a feeling who does. You have to come with me to Asgard. You need to meet my mother.” he stated.

“Ehm, okay. Can I put on some other clothes before though?”

“Of course. I will wait outside.”

You put on some jeans and a sweater because you didn’t know what weather to expect. You laced your shoes and grabbed your purse before heading out onto the hallway.

Waiting there for you were Thor and Loki, to your surprise.

“Eh, hi. Are you coming with us?”

“Of course. I want to know what this is all about.” Loki answered.

You had never used the bifrost before so you were excited and scared at once.

Thor raised Mjolnir and the bifrost opened, swallowing you all, while you clung to the blonde's side.

You arrived by falling out of some kind of portal. Heimdall was already waiting.

“The King and Queen are awaiting your presence in the throne room.” he said monotonously in that booming voice of his.

“Hold on tight.” Thor ordered you and you did just that before he flew you both to the castle. Leaving Loki behind to get there by foot.

“Mother! Father!” Thor greeted his parents when walking into the impressive throne room. You cowered behind him.

“I need you to meet someone and maybe you can shine light on the situation.” he continued.

“Son, it is good to have you back in Asgard. You have spent way too much time on Midgard recently. I missed you dearly. And where is your brother Loki?” Frigga asked.

“I’m here, mother. I cannot fly as you probably remember.” he remarked from the doorway.

“There you are. Very good. So what is this all about?”

“Well, this is Y/N. She is a friend from Midgard.” he explained then he turned to you. “Y/N, would you show our mother your birthmark?”

“Yes, okay.” you turned around and pulled your sweater up. A gasp went through the big hall and then silence followed. It was deafening.

You felt very exposed so you pulled the shirt back down and turned around again to face the King and Queen of Asgard.

No one was speaking. Everyone seemed lost in thought. But you couldn’t take it anymore.

“Okay, can someone please tell me what the bloody hell is going on here?” you screamed, regretting it almost instantly because you remembered who you were standing in front of.

“I’m sorry, just this silence is killing me. Why does Thor have the same mark as me? What does all of this mean?” you apologized.

Frigga got up from her throne and cae down to you. “Oh, my child. I will explain everything to you. Let’s take a walk through the gardens shall we?” how could you have said no to that proposal?

Outside she took your arm and hooked it into hers. You felt instantly comfortable with her.

“So this is a long story but you deserve to hear it.” she began. “Thor is not an only child. You know that Loki was adopted?” you nodded. “Good. Well Thor was actually a twin. And you are his sister.” That was a shock. Like how the hell..? You gawked at her.

“his sister was taken from Asgard when she was only 3 weeks old. We searched for her. Odin set heaven and earth in motion but we couldn't find her.. well you. But we never forgot you.'' She pulled an amulet out of her dress and opened it. Inside was a painting of a little baby. “That’s me?” you asked.

“Yes. I have never taken it off. Not in over 1000 years.” she had tears in her eyes.

“Wait, but how come I have been alive for that long but cannot remember it? I was adopted when I was approximately 6 weeks old and lived with that family until they died in a car crash 6 years ago.” you explained.

“You memories must have been altered by someone very powerful. Unfortunately I have no idea who could have done that and we will probably never know.” for her the situation was finished so you let it rest for now.

“So to sum this up: I am the long lost princess of Asgard? Thor’s twin sister? I have actually lived for over 1000 years? That’s what you want to tell me?”

“That is exactly true. But we will have time to answer all your questions later. Let’s get back inside and plan a feast in your honor.” she suggested, cheerfully.

“A feast? Like a party?” your eyes lit up. “Can I invite my friends from earth? I’m sure they would love to see Asgard.”

“Of course my dear. Anything for you.”

3 days later the festivities were planned, everything was decorated, guests were slowly arriving and the food was smelling delicious.

You were absolutely ready to meet everyone. Clad in finest Asgardian clothes and makeup done to perfection.

“You look marvelous my dear sister.” Thor complimented when you walked down the hallway.

“Thank you, brother. Man, it’s still crazy to say that out loud.” you smiled and took the arm he offered. You two entered the great hall together. All eyes were on you. The long lost princess of Asgard. Everyone wanted to take a look at you.

“They are all staring at me.” you whispered to Thor. “Of course they are. It’s pure admiration. They will love you no matter what.” he whispered back.

You breathed in deeply and smiled in the crowd.

Still nervous as hell you suddenly spotted Steve and Bucky at the bar.

“I’ll be back.” you murmured to Thor over the noise of the music and loosened your arm from his.

“Hey, guys. Thank you for coming. You look very nice.” you smiled at them.

“Thank you for inviting us, doll. It is overwhelming to finally see Asgard first hand. And you look amazing.” Bucky complimented you and kissed you on the cheek.

“I can only agree with Buck. The dress suits you very well. Would you like to dance?” Steve added.

“I would love to dance.” you took the invitation.

He led you to the dance floor, put his left hand on your hip and his right in your left. Your right hand found his shoulder. The music started anew and he began twirling you around. If you admired something, especially in Steve Rogers, was it his talent on the dance floor. You felt like you were floating. He had observed the Asgardians for a while and was now confident enough to follow the steps of their dances.

“You know Bucky likes you? Like really likes you?” he came directly to the point.

“Ehm, I don’t know. Does he? I mean he’s been flirty with me, sure. But other than that.. he never asked me out or anything.” you responded.

“Would you want to go out with him?”

“Yes. Of course. He’s great and I could really imagine something with him. But why are you talking with me about this?”

“Well, I think he is too scared of rejection to ask you out so you might have to ask him,” he clarified.

“Okay. Thanks for telling me, Steve. You’re a really good friend.” you smiled at him and kissed him on the cheek. When the song ended you bowed in front of Steve just like you had seen the other women do.

You decided to immediately go through with your plan and strolled over to Bucky.

But before you could reach him Frigga called for you.

“Sweetheart? Could you come over here for a second? I would like to introduce you to someone.” You sighed and walked over to her.

“Ah there you are my dear. Y/N this is my sister.”

“It’s an honor to meet you.” you responded as politely as you could.

“The pleasure is mine.” she bowed “I’m very sure you would like to be somewhere else right now.” she winked at you and you smiled shyly.

“Let the girl mingle Frigga. She is so new to all of this.” She talked to her sister.

“Oh sure. Off you go my dear Y/N. I will see you later.”

“Thank you, mother.” you nodded in thanks and turned back to go to Bucky.

Just when you were about to reach him Odin called everyone's attention.

“Good evening, everyone. We have gathered here tonight to officially welcome my daughter into her rightful home. Y/N come up here.” he demanded and of course you complied.

“She has finally come home so raise your glasses to the rightful princess of Asgard.”

Everyone toasted to you which made you blush profusely. You hated the attention. So many eyes on you. Hoping it would be quickly over you raised a glass which a nearby waiter had handed you.

The crowd seemed to expect a speech from you so you reluctantly opened your mouth to speak.

“Yes. Thank you father and I thank all of you for coming. The last few days have overwhelmed me greatly. A week ago I was an orphan on earth and now I am an Asgardian princess. I am so grateful for everyone who has supported me through every up and down in my life. And now I hope that you all have a wonderful night. Eat, drink and dance. Have fun. Cheers!” you raised your glass again and the people did the same. Then, fortunately for you, the attention shifted back to what they had been doing before.

You left the stage and pushed through the crowd in the direction you had last seen the brunette super soldier.

But he was not where you expected him to be.

“Na, have you seen Bucky?” you asked the redhead.

“I think he went outside for a walk, said it was getting too crowded in here.” she answered and kept dancing with whomever she could find.

The thanks you ushered her went unnoticed and you hushed past her.

The garden behind the palace was huge and like a labyrinth. You hiked up your dress and ran through the flower beets and bushes until you spotted him, sitting on the bench which had also become your favorite.

“There you are hiding.” startled he almost fell off the bench. “Oh my,” he grabbed his heart to mock a heart attack.

“I thought you had super soldier hearing.” you mocked him.

“Well, yes. But not when I am in thought.”

“What were you so lost in that you didn’t hear me from a mile away?”

“Ehm, I was thinking about you, actually.” he blushed. You had never seen Bucky Barnes blush before.

“Really. Only good things I hope.” you winked at him. “Can I sit?”

he motioned for you to take your place next to him.

“Bucky? I have thought a lot about you recently, too. Do you wanna go on a date with me when we are back on earth?” it just bubbled out of you.

“You are coming back to earth? I thought you were gonna stay here? This being your new home and all.” he looked down to his feet.

“Oh hell no. I mean it’s nice here and all and I would love to visit once in a while but earth and New York is my home. I will never feel fully settled here in Asgard. Plus you are in New York and that is all the home I need.” you leaned over and snuggled into his side. He put his left arm around you and you had never felt so safe before.

“Then back to your question: of course I am taking you on a date back on earth or any other planet you wanna go from here. I will follow you to the ends of the universe.” you felt extremely loved in that moment.

So you leaned up and kissed him on his full lips.

6 months later and you had found a rhythm together as the perfect couple. You were still as much in love as you had been the day back on Asgard.

But that was about to change.

“Y/N. Mother wishes to talk to you. Now.” Thor emphasized.

“Now? I am busy. If she wants something from me she can come down here.” you talked back.

“Oh, trust me sister, you don’t want that. You better do as she wants or there will be consequences.” he looked actually scared.

“Fine! Let's go!” you groaned.

“Mother. What is so important that you needed to see me so urgently?” you asked while strolling into the throne room.

“My dear Y/N. Come closer and sit.” she ordered.

You sat on a chair in front of her and she immediately got to the point.

“Your father and I have found a suitable husband for you. This union will bless Asgard with a strong ally.” She looked pleased with herself.

“Excuse me? What? A husband? I am old enough to find one for myself and I am sure I already have.” you retorted.

“There is no discussion princess. This is not a question of whether you want this or not. It is already settled. Your father is in Vanaheim right now securing the deal. Next summer you will marry the eldest prince.”

“UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES AM I MARRYING SOMEONE I DON’T KNOW OR DON’T CARE ABOUT!!!!! FORGET IT!!! BASTA! I’m leaving now before I do something I will regret.” you yelled at her and stormed off. Through the bifrost and back home.

When you stormed through your and Bucky’s shared apartment doors he knew that something was up.

“Y/N, doll, what’s wrong?” he asked and put a hand reassuringly on your shoulder.

“They want to marry me off to some prince!! Like I am some piece of meat!! Who do they think they are??” you were still so angry.

“They what?? They can’t do that. Did you tell him you had a boyfriend on earth?”

“Duh, of course I did. They don’t care! I feel like I am living in the middle ages right now!”

“This is fucked up! And if we get married right now?”

“Was that a proposal, Sergeant Barnes?”

“Ehm, maybe? Depends on your answer.”

“Of course I would marry you right on the spot but I think that an earth marriage doesn’t count in Asgard.” you said disappointed.

After some minutes in silence he broke it by asking “Then I only see one way out of this. What is a thing that a man can rarely accept when marrying a woman?”

“I don’t know. Do enlighten me.”

“Well, when she is pregnant by someone else.”

Your jaw dropped to the ground. But then you thought it over and you had wanted a family with Bucky anyways so why not now?

“That sounds actually reasonable. You wanna start trying right now?” you winked at him seductively and started opening the buttons on his shirt.

“Who am I to say no to that?” he lunged over and kissed you desperately.

It didn’t take long for you to be rolling naked on the bed. Never breaking the kiss he groped for your breasts because he knew how much that got you running. One hand warm, one cold. The contrast was exhilarating when they wandered down your naked body, over your hips and to your pussy. Spreading your lower lips. “Fuck I know how you I get you wet, don’t I?” he asked rhetorically. You just moaned and spread your legs wider for him.

“Good girl. I would love to eat you out until you can’t take it anymore.” you shuddered at his confession because you knew how good he was with his tongue. “But we have a goal here and I want to keep you as full as possible for as long as possible. You want that, baby? Me keeping you full of cum for days?” his dirty talk turned you on to no end.

“Hmm, fuck yes.” he took that as a go and plunged his dick inside your tight channel.

His movements were slow but precise. He knew how to hit your special spots and make you see stars.

Higher and higher you flew, throwing your head back in pleasure and moaning his name. “Fuck Bucky, harder!” you begged him and he complied. His hip bones left marks on yours and the bed creaked dangerously.

A few thrusts later and you were coming hard, spasming around his throbbing length. “Fuck baby squeezing me so tight. Gonna come!” he groaned, pushed really deep and let go. You shuddered when you felt his release coat your walls for the first time. You had only done it with a condom before so this was new but not bad at all.

“Shit. I thought our sex had been good before but now… wow amazing. I won’t let you out of this bed until you are pregnant. That is for sure.” he laughed.

Well 2 months later and you had succeeded. You were pregnant. No one knew yet but you were about to tell Thor so he could tell your parents.

“Thor, wait up. Could you bring Mother and Father a message from me?”

“Why don’t you come with me and tell them yourself?” he asked.

“Because I don’t know what travelling through the bifrost will do to my baby.” you let out.

“Your baby?” his eyes went wide. “You are pregnant?” he smiled. “I’m gonna be an uncle?” he hugged you tightly and then he realized what that meant. “Oh, Mother and Father won’t be pleased to hear that. You won’t be able to marry the prince now.”

“That was the intention behind it.” you smirked.

“Oh, makes sense. I understand. And although I really don’t want to be the one to bring the news I will because I love you, sister. I’ll be on my way then.”

“Thank you Thor. I love you too.” You stepped back and he summoned the bifrost.

For 4 days you didn’t hear anything from them. Nor did you see Thor. You were seriously scared that they had murdered the messenger.

Then something incredible happened. Your Mother suddenly stood in front of you.

“Hello, my dear.” She greeted you.

“Hello, Mother. You have come down to earth.

“Of course. I want to meet that man of yours. If he is important enough for you to neglect your duties as princess of Asgard, he must be otherworldly.”

“Ehm, okay. Sure. He is the love of my life and I wouldn’t exchange him for the world. Follow me. I will try to find him.” you walked into the compound.

“Friday. Where is Bucky right now?” you asked the AI.

“He is in the garden by the trees.” she informed you.

“Thank you, Friday.”

“What was that? Is that magic?” Frigga asked.

You laughed “No, not magic. Just technology.” You walked out into the garden and toward the treeline.

“Bucky? My mother is here to meet you.” you yelled. It sounded like happy information but it was more of a warning. If he wasn’t ready he could vanish or hide.

But he came around a tree. “Hello love. Oh, your majesty. Nice to meet you.” he bowed down.

“Oh no need for that formality. I am just here to see who stole my daughter's heart. And I can already see why you hold hers.``Then she turned to you “He’s a handsome one, isn’t he? I like him. He suits you.”

She addressed both of you again: “I honestly hope you two will be happy together for the rest of your lifes. Your father and I have talked and we give you our blessing. It was rude of us to assume that we were allowed to intervene in the life of a daughter we have not raised in our beliefs and spirit. We love you too much to lose you again so soon after a stupid argument. We will find a way to come to terms with Vanaheim differently.” she opened her arms and you hugged her closely.

“Thank you mother. You don’t know how much that means to me… to us.” you almost cried in relief.

“But we do have one condition.” your stomach dropped in fear.

“When the little prince or princess is born you come and visit us regularly.”

A weight was lifted off your shoulders and you agreed to her terms.

You were so relieved that everything went this way and you didn’t have to force your way out of this. In the end everything went the way you had hoped it would.

[forthechubbies]

What's Wrong With Secretary Park?!

Synopsis• If balancing work and a stubborn ex-husband isn't hard enough, Let's add the boss’s seven sons falling head over heels for her to mix.

Category's• Romcon, Comedy, Office Au.

Duos• BTS X Reader

A spin-off of the original series ‘ What's Wrong With Secretary Kim’ Bangtan Edition! Starring the Handsome, Seo-Joon Park as the Ex husband.

There will be more parts but I didn’t want the title to be to long.

EP. One Two

“ Mrs. Park, Good Morning!”

“Mrs. Park, What does my schedule look like today?”

“Mrs. Park, Your coffee keeps me alive.”

In case you haven’t noticed, Park Yn, I’m the secretary to Jeon Sung-ho, the CEO of Dnd Parmatech, 85 percent of the time, newly build hospitals or centers use our funds as kickstarts. Daily I make schedules, appointments, filing documents, answering calls, and blah blah blah.

Is it boring? Yes, I know. However, quite refreshing coming from my hectic marriage. Once upon a time, I was wedded to the marvelous actor Park Seo-Joon for three years. I sat in the limelight and even had the privilege to play the part of his wife in movies. Sigh. Although the attention and riches were grand, no amount of expensive counseling could save our marriage. We never saw eye to eye on anything, and his short temper wasn’t helping.

Knowing my worth, I packed up and left without a doubt in my head. However, The documentation of our separation wasn’t finalized due to a certain one refusing to sign off on the divorce agreement. So physically, I’m still Mrs. Park but ain’t no piece of paper telling who I belong too.

Whatever! I have too much to focus on already! Game on, Game on! First, I got to get these papers approved and signed by Mr. Jeon then-

Buzz Buzz Buzz!

Who’s calling-

Speak of the devil. I could have sworn I deleted his contact a long time ago! “ What Seo-Joon? I’m busy-“

“ When is this little temper tantrum going to end? Darling, I think you made your point.”

“My point?! Listen here, You slimy son of-” Now, Now Yn calm down calm down don’t let him get a rise out you that just what he wants. A quick exhale should do the trick. “ Seo-Joon, I believe we reached an agreed on no type of communication unless it revolves around the settlement for the divorce.”

How is it possible I can physically see his snarky face?

Seo-Joon stretched out his list of complaints.” It’s been over a year. I miss your kisses, soft skin, that cute birthmark on your-“

“ You will not talk about such embarrassing things over the phone!” Thank goodness, Nobody was around to hear me shot like that.

“Why is this divorce still an issue?!” There goes that temper again-How whinny can one man be? “ If you don’t stop this, I will take matters into my own hands.”

I laughed. “ Ha, Seo-jerk, I’m not scared of you! Do your worst because It doesn’t matter if you drag me back home; it doesn’t subside the problem being over our marriage.” I feel like a broken record at this point. “ If this isn’t about the papers, this conversation is over, Mr. Park; please refrain from calling me again, goodbye.”

He chuckled and mumbled something along the lines of, “ Your cute acting cheeky like this.” The rest he continued louder “ Those delicate hands of yours were made to indulge in the finest silk and satin I can obtain, not working nine to five at whatever job hired a housewife with zero work ethic. I just know I haven’t touched your side of the room since that night- I love you, Mrs.Park, I always will.”

He hung up. You know, after he finished insulting my new lifestyle and calling me a useless housewife, the ‘ I love you’ bit at the end sounds sincere, but he is an actor! Of course.

Hmph! Just because I’m working for myself for one doesn’t mean I’m miserable. I’m actually in love with my job, It pays well with benefits, and I sat on my butt all day. If that pompous little bedazzled turd thinks making me the butt of his jokes will get me back in his arms, he has another thing coming!

“Um, Mrs. Park?”

“ What!” I snapped. “ Oh, Hoseok, I’m sorry!” I bowed my head; the poor thing nearly jumped out of his shoes.

Hoseok beamed his warm heart-shaped smile at me. “ Oppa is having a family meeting today; I guess I’m the first to show.”

I wasn’t informed about a meeting today from Mr.Jeon, maybe because it’s a family affair.

“Tada!” He cutely squeaks. A tasteful package breakfast alongside a tall cup of what I presume is a coffee from..’ Thanks Nature’!

“Oh my- Hobi, this cafe is across town-”

“I overhead Oppa scolding you for skipping meals one day and I’m here to do the same, don’t skip meals or else We will be hurt if something happens to you.” Hoseok pointed at the pack. “ Eat every bit.”

Hoseok displayed a small heart using his index finger and thumb, hopping off to his father’s double doors.

Mr. Jeon has seven sons in all. The man is a true saint; men like him and his sons are why I still believe not all men are dogs. After losing his wife to heart cancer, He just about went bankrupt, donating all he had to have found cures to multiple diseases hoping nobody else had to suffer his same heartbreak.

Love found him again in an orphanage just north of here, ‘Seoul Children Home.’ His first son, Kim Seokjin, at the time Jin was already in his teenage years, making it difficult for him to find a family due to the high demand of couples wanting a single-digit child. His birth family mistreated him, but he was beaten everywhere except his face to keep his handsome appearance. The family decided to put his money-maker to fair use and attempted to sell him. Seokjin saw his opportunity and high-tailed, landing himself in the orphanage where he happily lends a helping hand every chance he got. He learned how to read, write, cook, clean, and even tend to the tots when the nuns were busy.

This is how he met his slightly younger brothers, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, and Kim Namjoon; when being chosen for adoption, Seokjin refused to live without his baby brothers by his side.

“ Hello, Noona!”

Oh, Look just in time, “ Hello, You’re father is in his office.”

Namjoon eyed my edible gift from Hobi and raised his eyebrow as well as a question. “ So this is why Hyung left so early in the morning for-and I hope you’re having a good morning, Noona.”

I’m not older than them. Why do they call me Noona? Do I look old!?

“ Yn, Good morning! How are you!” Jin greeted me with English this morning. He must have been practicing with Namjoon lately.

“ I’m Fine. Seokjin.”

“Chu.” He blew a kiss my way. “ You’re not fine. You’re amazeing.”

“Amazing.” Namjoon corrected for the sidelines.

“Same thing.”

“Pronunciation is everything, Hyung.”

They stopped halfway from their dad’s office. Jin grinned. Wait, I know that smile; oh no, here comes a dad joke.

“ Hey, Namjoon-You know the reason I took the elevator instead of the stairs?”

Namjoon sighed. “ No, why?”

"I don't trust stairs. They're always up to something." Jin burst out laughing and clapped his hands.

I giggled not from the joke, but Jin has a contagious laugh.

“See, Yn has good taste.”

A slow deep groan entered the office belonging to Yoongi, lagging. “ I heard that terrible joke from the elevator.” Yoongi waved and leaned against my desk. “ Good Morning.”

“Good Morning.”

There was an awkward pause before Yoongi tapped my desk and pointed to his dad’s office from walking that way.

“Yoon-Yoongi!?”

He turned back towards me.

“ I have something for you. I packed it up on the way here.” Getting off my butt, I walked up and gave him a bottle of his favorite black ice coffee. Ew. I don’t know how he drinks it with no cream or sugar.

Yoongi smiled his gummy smile. “ Thank you for thinking of me.”

“You’re welcome.” And off he goes into the office as well.

Yoongi isn’t the biggest fan of human interaction, but he put forth an endeavor towards me, whether it’s a light ‘ Hi or Hello” or the simplicity of a wave. I admire his gusto. Sidenote, He’s so adorable-I know I know I shouldn’t be gushing over my boss’s son, but his chubby cheeks and almond eyes melt my heart like butter on toast!

Ahem-I better get back to answering those emails and drink this beautiful cup of expensive mud before it gets lukewarm. Yummy, The delectable taste is a boost of serotonin! I really should get to work buuut Hobi did command me to get every last bit and technically he is my boss through some type of weird relative aspect. He is the boss.

Just in a moment of seconds, The breakfast and drink was trash. Something that good should be sinful. I feel terrible I should have saved some for the babies; they would have some, especially Jungkook.

The babies should be here any minute.

[panthera-nigrum]

The Mark Of The Collar

I was struck with the inspiration to write this after seeing @mischievousgraxaim's ART

The jungle would have been peaceful if it wasn't for a certain mancub's yelling and laughter as he struggled to emerge from under the panther's heavy head. They'd been playing wrestling and, as usual, Bagheera hadn't had to make much of an effort to pin the scrawny child under her heavy paw, making a show of yawning as wide as she could before lying her head on top of him, eyes gleaming with mirth as Mowgli kicked his legs in the air while his arms pushed at her neck to try and get her to move off.

"Keep doing that and I might just fall asleep for real."

Mowgli being very vocal with his frustration didn't deter her from shifting her body into a more comfortable position. As she did so, the mancub's hands began to wrap around her neck, opting to try and pull instead of pushing to see if he had a better chance that way. But his right hand stopped before it could fully wrap around her neck, resting over a bald spot under her chin, right over her throat.

The hairless, horizontal gash was small, barely the length of his middle finger, but the panther's fur was so thick that a sudden bald area stood out like a thorn in one's paw. Mowgli couldn't understand how he'd never spotted it before.

The mancub yelped as Bagheera tensed and abruptly lifted her head, lifting him along with her due to the arm he'd previously wrapped over her shoulders. She shook until he landed back on his butt. Bagheera muttered something about how they'd been away from too long and it was time for him to return to his pack, but Mowgli wasn't paying attention.

"What's that mark, Bagheera?" Green eyes focused on the mancub and quickly turned away, making Mowgli told his head in confusion at his usually very open friend's hesitation. "Is it a birth mark? There's nothing to be embarrassed about. My mother says I have one on my back that looks like a leaf, but I can never see it."

"It's not," Bagheera interrupted his rambling curtly, then sighed, turning her body back towards the boy. "Or maybe it is. It depends on how you see it."

Mowgli's confusion was visible. Bagheera could see the question in his eyes: how could something be a birthmark and not a birthmark?

An explanation was due.

Bagheera lied back down and, instantly, the mancub sat against her front leg, leaning his head on her shoulder.

"You remember what I told you about our man-talks?"

Mowgli nodded. "Yes, we keep it between us." his brow furrowed as he tried to guess what that and the bald spot would have in common. "Because the pack gets mad."

"Yes." Bagheera nudged her nose against the top of Mowgli's head as she thought on how to start. "This will be that kind of story. Like you, I was born among men, as was my mother, and her mother. But we weren't as lucky as you to find a pack that loved and raised us. Instead, we found greedy man who saw us not as living beings, but as playthings, and as they do with animals that they believe themselves to own, they put collars on us."

"What's a collar?"

"It's a hard thing that goes wrapped tight around the neck and can be tied anywhere to keep you from going far. It's very uncomfortable," Bagheera explained. "And sometimes harmful. This on my neck is the mark of the collar, I've had it since I can remember."

She lifted her chin, exposing her throat in a way that no one but Mowgli had ever or would ever witness her do so willingly. The mancub shifted closer, his hand slowly reaching up and fingers disappearing past the fur that surrounded the hairless gash. The skin he touched wasn't smooth, but uneven and rough as he dragged two fingers over it. His eyes widened as he combed his fingers down Bagheera's neck fur.

"That's not a birthmark," Mowgli concluded, his tone somber. "Will it go away? When I stepped on the sharp rock that one time we went to the river, it left a mark. But it went away." he jumped to his feet and balanced himself on one foot, showing the sole of the other where all that was left of the scar was a thin, lighter colored line. "See?"

Bagheera huffed in amusement as he wobbled and stumbled once his balance failed him. She shook her head. "It's the forever kind of mark."

"Oh..."

"No one in the jungle knows I carry this mark," Bagheera told him, meeting Mowgli's eyes. "No one but you."

Mowgli's eyes went wide, then they burned with determination. "I won't tell anyone." he stated, climbing on Bagheera's back and dragging himself closer to her shoulders, pressing his forehead against the top of her muzzle and looking straight into her emerald eyes. "Not even Baloo or Grey. This is our secret."

Bagheera's expression softened, showing the fondness she felt for the mancub. "Thank you, little brother."

[longeyelashedtragedy]

all or nothing episode 7: stream of consciousness comments

-put your eyelashes AWAY mikel...and that smile while you’re at it

-the boys talking about who has boris johnson’s number i s2g

-why is granit so hot?  he lights up like every scene he’s in even if he’s just sitting there? gjdgjdjgsg

-oh dear lord what am i seeing on that laptop screen...

-UHHH HELLO BOYFRIENDS FLIRTING...MIKEL ROASTING GRANIT FOR HIS CARDS AND GRANIT IS SITTING THERE LAUGHING...they are Perfect for each other i literally just cannot 

-and granit gives him such a loving look during it

-and you can TELL mikel doesn’t give a fuck about his bad discipline lmaooooo 

-angry granit yelling

-oooh mikel angry at the half and we haven’t had any obscenities yet...let’s see

-also now aaron not getting a clean sheet makes me Extra sad

-”fucking shit 45 minutes man we can’t come play like this year!” YES GRANIT YES...CAPTAIN GRANIT “WE KNEW WHAT WE HAD TO DO! fuck me, the first action, they have the throw in, put the fucking ball away!” god this is so hot and he’s like little mini mikel

-it seems like they all just sit there and take him yelling at them?

-omg mikel is TINY and his butt is so...[censored] while yelling at them? this scene is a dream

-mikel: “we deserve to be slapped on the face” (slaps his own face) O RLY mikel....god that was one of my fav things he ever said in a press conference, telling on yourself much mikel?

-mikel can’t park a fucking car to save his life omg

-mikel saying that after the palace game he was like....kind to the boys bc they just needed to be together? OMG

-granit caring for kt...

-mikel says the boys have given him reason to trust them 🥺

-”we’re gonna play with balls out, guys.  balls out.”

-man nuno really is so fucking beautiful lol

-OMG MO ELNENY we do not deserve him...love his sunshiney honesty here

-OH FUCK IT’S THE LIGHTBULB SPEECH

-cedric’s FACE he’s like what the FUCK is this mf doing now

-”Because what happens when we play connected, guys? What is the next thing that happens? That we connect with 60,000 people that creates more energy, because at the end is electricity, that through heat creates light and life, because if not, it would be fucking dark,  if this guy wouldn’t have the idea to do that.” omg mikel......i have no words for u 

-imagine after all that u go fuck up this game! come on guys!

-omg martin looking so defeated is breaking my whole heart

-”i have too many emotions. look at me please when i talk.” omg mikel put that *** energy AWAY mr cincuenta shades of grey 

-sad granit with his sweaty curls and big beautiful eyes....

“okay guys after the game i didn’t want to talk to you, i am sure i was going to say something that i was going to regret.” *cracks knuckles* “but i tell you today it was a fucking disaster.”

-bro in this briefing room speech i can like. legit tell how much mikel loves this club?  i’m getting emotional i can’t explain he REALLY wants them to do well and cares about the players

-he’s also so tiny have i mentioned this before

-mo advising frustrated young players is a concept i didn’t realize i needed

-airpods albert and eddie 🥺

-OMG THE LITTLE KID SENDING B SOME MONEY...omg and then he meets him? CRYING rn

-this is one of the sweetest things i’ve ever seen!!!!!!! like literally i am crying

-i swear profane mikel is making me Feel things

-me screaming at eddie’s goal!

-and me getting CHILLS at babey b’s penalty (lmao the true AoN experience...feeling these emotions like the first time)

-emile is so sweet and soft spoken

-this episode is so quietly feel good?

-omg the way they’re taking care of mo during ramadan, also wait he and raketa have weirdly similar scars/birthmarks

-”i never saw someone give everything, work very hard, and they don’t get the reward” oh mo, sweet summer child...

-NOT ME RELIVING THE MAN UTD GAME AND GRANIT’S GOAL ALL OVER AGAIN

-XHAKARTETA HUG XHAKARTETA HUG

-mikel looks so fresh faced and happy post game...before everything fell apart...I almost feel like he has yet to recover from the nld you know

-ONLY ONE MORE EPISODE LEFT? NOOOOOOO.....

[saksukei]

yeosang jack frost au

you best believe I got inspired by @cometoceantrenches and my convo about yeosang as jack frost

masterlist

this year ,,,,,, it wAS TOO COLD

you were freezing your butt off and it wasn't fun

there was 6ft snow every where

and while some people enjoyed the winter

you just wanted it to simply go away

and you stayed in bed the entire day, getting up occasionally to make hot chocolate or tea while some rom com movies played in the back ground

“fucking global warming–” you hissed as you got out of bed. “and that idiot, jack frost.”

as a child, your mother always tricked you into wearing warm clothes as she warned you about jack frost and how he'd freeze you if you didn't take care of yourself

you never really believed he could be real

but some things kinda stick

even if you didn't believe in his existence, you managed to curse him every winter

“I HATE THIS STUPID WINTER,” you muttered, as you grabbed the tv remote and opened some silly soap opera. “AND I HATE JACK FROST.”

“if you hate me so much then ,,,, why do you remember me every winter?” you heard a voice say from behind the couch and yOU JUMPED UP AND FELL ON THE FLOOR

and then ,,,,, you saw him

a white haired boy, floating in the air, triangular face with a red birthmark on his side, staring at you

he had brown eyes and looked hELLA FINE

he was wearing a blue jacket with little icicles on it and some brown pajamas with a staff in his hand??

“hi,,,, I'm jack frost,” he smiled

aND YOU SHRIEKED BECAUSE ????? UHM HELLO? HES NOT SUPPOSED TO EXIST?

“you can also call me kang yeosang.”

“I WILL CALL THE POLICE IF YOU TRY SOMETHING THEIF!” you yelled, getting up from the floor and striking your best self defense pose.

“thief?” he repeated, as he rose from the ground and floated in the air. He hovered above the couch and eventually dropped down. “i'm jack frost, the one you keep cursing for this damn winter.”

“you're lying,,,,,”

he sighed as a ball of snow appeared on his hand, “does this look like I'm lying?”

“why are you here anyway?”

“well– you've been cursing at me a lot and even winter itself, so I want to show you how much fun it is,” he smiled.

“yeah, you lost me at winter,” you replied, sitting down on the couch, beside him.

“okay I'll make you a deal ,,,,,, how about you spend a day with me and I show you how great winter is?” yeosang suggested.

“pft no.”

“if you hate it, I promise to never make it so cold, ever again.”

your eyes lit up

“OH YOURE ON YEOSANG.”

you wore your most thickest clothes, gloves, beanie, muffler and headed outside, alongside yeosang, who told you not to start talking out to him loud because other people couldn't see him like you did

he first led you to the park, where a bunch of kids were playing

“now look at this–” a snowball formed in his hand as he hit one of the younger kids

and since no one could see him ,,,, they all thought it was you

yeosang made you start a snowball fight with the kids at the park,,,, which was fun because the kids were super cute and smol

and you even made snow angels with them and the kids admitted that they first regarded you as a grumpy neighbor but now they love you and want to come over for cookies and milk

you swore you could see yeosang grinning

he then took you to eat snow cones which were out of this world

he made you sit on one of those sleighs and zoom down the street at full speed

he made you visit the cafe nearby and have some warm banana bread gOd

last but not the least

he took you to this secluded place in the forest

the winter trees were adorned with snow, small snowflakes falling down and the lake,,,,, oh the magnificent frozen lake

“come on–” he smiled, as he held out his hand

“y-yeosang,,,,,, I don't like skating” you explained. “i'm scared of falling in and I don't even have the shoes.”

and suddenly he was holding the pair of shoes

“here,,,,, look– I know you're nervous but I promise, I won't let you fall in, alright? And if you do fall in, I will jump in to save you.”

“pinky promise?”

he linked his pinky with yours as he slowly pulled you towards him

at first you sorta fell but he managed to catch you

linking his hands with yours, the two of you carefully glided over the ice, smiles on both of your faces

eventually the two of you sat down on a bench nearby

“wow,,,,, I never thought I'd be able to skate,” you admitted.

“its fun isn't it?

“yep,, that it is. um– thanks for this yeosang,” you smiled. “i needed it.”

“you're welcome,” he chuckled. “so do you finally like the winter?” he teased.

you sighed playfully, “yes,,,, I do and you were right, winter is awesome.”

“wow finally–”

“oh shush,,,,, now you better not leave until winter is over,,, I'm looking forward to watching some cheesy Christmas movies with you” you told him.

“oh– I'm not leaving any time soon.”

[mrsgreenworld]

Okay, here it comes: the continuation of A Pleasant Surprise. The morning after Eda comes to Serkan in nothing but a leather coat. And because I will forever be an Olicity shipper I have borrowed one of their lines that will always be one of my favourites and the scene where it was used - one of the best Olicity scenes. If there are any Arrow and Olicity fans reading this, let me know if you find which line I am talking about (well, wouldn't be that hard given how short this is 😁)

The piece of dialogue as well as the characters don't belong to me. Arrow and Olicity belong to the Arrow writers and DC. Just as Edser belong to the SCK writers, the production company and FOX TV. This is only fanfiction.

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A Pleasant Surprise: The Morning After

Serkan stirred awake. He sighed deeply and, without opening his eyes, reached out with his left arm to pull Eda closer. When the palm of his hand came in contact with smooth bare skin, his eyes popped open. Eda was lying on her stomach on the opposite side of the bed - too far to Serkan's liking - with her head turned towards Serkan, hair falling in dark waves over her eyes and all over her face. Serkan's eyes drifted to his own hand, now resting on the curve of Eda's waist. Her entire back was exposed, the sheet, covering both of them, thrown only over her legs and her behind, with the tops of her butt cheeks actually left on display. Serkan's mouth went dry when he zeroed in on a tiny little birthmark right over the left globe. He moved his hand from her waist, running his fingers across the small of her back. Eda stirred immediately, mumbling something in her sleep quietly. Serkan pulled himself up, leaning on his right elbow, and moved closer to Eda. He ran his thumb over the birthmark, thrilled at the goosebumps that broke over her skin, following the path his thumb was making. He leaned over and pressed his lips to the tiny spot. Eda stirred again with a sleepy "Hmm". A smile pulled at Serkan's lips. He moved, resting his chin on his right hand and slowly, teasingly ran the fingers of his left hand up Eda's spine. Eda responded to the touch with a small moan, which turned Serkan's smile into a full-blown grin. He kept on caressing Eda's back, watching his fingers move over her skin, when he heard Eda mumble something ending with his name.

"Huh? What was that?" he asked her with a smile, shifting on the bed to hear her better.

"Sen..." Eda whispered.

"What?"

"Seni çok seviyorum, Serkan Bolat..."

His fingers froze, his heart stopped and his next breath got stuck in his throat. While he knew that their feelings were mutual, Eda had confirmed this fact with these exact words, she, however, had never made an open confession. She had never said "I love you" to his face and looking into his eyes. Which she wasn't really doing right now either. Just sleep-talking?

"Hey! Eda..."

Serkan leaned over her, moving the strands of hair from her eyes and face in order to get a better look at her.

"Eda?.. "

"Yes?..."

"Good morning"

Eda blinked her eyes open slowly. She shifted slightly so that she was now lying on her side, facing Serkan.

"Good morning" she answered with a sleepy smile.

She put her hand on his cheek and Serkan covered it with his own.

"You... You were talking in your sleep..." he said, nervously licking his suddenly dry lips.

"I wasn't asleep when I said that" Eda told him, looking straight into his eyes.

The whole damn universe exploded in front of Serkan.

"So you..."

"Love you? Yes. So, so much"

Eda moved even closer, forcing Serkan to roll onto his back. She swung her leg over his hips and adjusted her position so that she was straddling him, with literal nothing between them. Serkan felt certain parts of him stirring awake. Eda put both of her hands on his cheeks, her bare breasts pressed firmly to his equally bare chest.

"I love you, Serkan Bolat. You're it for me, you know? Nothing's gonna change that. No matter what happens, you will always be the love of my life"

Serkan felt his eyes sting with happy tears and his face break into the widest grin ever.

He surged forward, claiming Eda's lips, his hands roaming her bare back, not knowing where to settle. He finally stopped at her hips, pressing her more into him, letting her feel just how happy he was. Eda whimpered into his mouth, granting him more access and the opportunity to chase her tongue. When they finally came up for air, Serkan looked into Eda's eyes and uttered his not first and definitely not the last:

"I love you"

He then rolled them over and proceeded to show Eda just how much he meant the words.