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#And it was only 48 bucks oh my god I’m excited
justaregularken · 4 months
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Alright y’all I’m putting my fucking back into this, receiving a werewolf dick as a gift tomorrow, will report back how the knot does
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vlance · 8 months
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♪Heart to Heart♪
(Prologue)
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-summary- Y/N is the 5th member of Aespa and is going to be collaborating with Le Sserafim’s Yunjin and Chaewon for a special stage. She is excited to be able to perform with two people she's been looking forward to meeting but also has the worst case of gay panic ever so when she's around two pretty women she can't help but develop a little crush on both of them.
-warnings- swearing, kms and kys jokes, inappropriate jokes, mentions of sex
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Hearing the rushed footsteps of someone approaching mine and Ningning’s room wasn’t the first thing I was expecting when I woke up on my day off today. The door to the room burst open and there is our leader herself standing there. “Karina” I lifted my head up and look at the said girl standing in the doorway. “Have you read the group chat” she looks at me with the biggest grin on her face.
“With the way you are smiling at me I don’t know if I wanna look” I gave her a look of skepticism. “It’s not that bad you’re gonna like it I think” she just keeps giving me the biggest grin I have ever seen in my life. “Okay I’ll look but stop giving me that face you look like that one meme of Dreamcatcher Sua sunbaenim as pennywise” her smiles drops and she gives me an offended look as I can hear Giselle laughing from the other room.
She rolled her eyes and left the room as I picked up my phone from the nightstand. I opened it to see thirty unread messages and a missed call from our manager. I called my manager back because I was too lazy and tired to read it the messages in the chat.
“Hello Y/N”
“Yeah hi what is Jimin unnie telling me I should call you back on” I sat up and rubbed my eyes.
“Oh yeah right…we were just talking about a special stage you’re gonna be having at music bank”
“Not again I literally embarrassed myself so fucking hard last time” I groan and sit on the edge of my bed.
“You looked so cute though with your puppy eyes staring at Taeyeon” She gave a small laugh.
“Can you blame me…I had the biggest case of gay face ever I forgot to sing my line and mumbled pretty into my mic for the whole studio to hear” She proceeds to laugh and me while I sit there listening to her.
“Who is it with anyway”
“Le Sserafim’s Chaewon and Yunjin” I hear the names of the two girls I’ll be doing a special stage with and pause.
“Y/N…..Y/N” She calls out my name but I’m too much in shock to even respond. I looked over to the signed album I practically got on my knees and begged for when Jimin unnie and Ningning went on Euncahe’s Star Diary. I remembered watching produce 48 and being the biggest fan of Chaewon and Yunjin.
I got so sad when Yunjin was eliminated. I have a bunch of old IZ*ONE albums and photocards that Giselle always jokes that the only reason I became a kpop idol was to one day meet them.
“Y/N” she practically yells in my ear.
“H-huh…yeah?” I blink out of the daze I was in.
“God you’re so gay…as I was saying you’re gonna be going to hybe next week to meet and figure out what songs to preform and other things like that okay”
“Yup…hear you loud and clear” I’m practically already sweating from nerves.
“Okay” She hangs up the phone and I slowly bring the phone down to my lap. I sat there for a second then grabbed my pillow and proceeded to scream into it. I stopped screaming after a bit and had the biggest shit eating grin of my and face started jumping around.
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“Ha Minjeong owes me 10 bucks” Giselle said while scrolling on her phone. “Why” Ningning looks up from her phone to look at Giselle and Jimin on the opposite couch. “Because I bet that Y/N would scream into her pillow and start jumping around and Minjeong said that Y/N would start crying” I looked over at Ningning and she start laughing cause she can hear Y/N yelling.
“It’s not my fault I thought she would cry because remember that one time she started crying when she met Irene Sunbae and thought she was so pretty and called her mommy straight to her face without thinking” Minjeong stated and Ningning started dying on the floor from laughter and I could hear Jimin unnie next to me laughing.
“Y/N is such a homosexual I swear” I laughed to myself and went back on my phone.
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-Note- well the first thing that will officially post I’m excited and nervous cause this fic seems like it’s gonna be boring by just the prologue idk if I’m satisfied but yeah let’s see how this goes.
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s-horne · 4 years
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48. high school reunion au (steve/tony)
“Woah. That was a big sigh.”
Tony kept his eyes on the bar-top as he sighed again. “Big problems.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“Mm.” Tony sipped his drink and finally looked up. When he did, his drink went down the wrong way and he spluttered. “Wow. Hi.”
The man at his side grinned, blue eyes crinkling. “Hi. So, want to talk about those problems? I’m a pretty good listener.”
“I’d rather talk about you,” Tony said, a purr slipping into his tone as though he couldn’t help himself. “I don’t remember you.”
The man’s face soured a little, handsome features twisting for just a moment. “No, I don’t expect you would. I remember you, though.”
A lot of people remembered Tony. Not all for the reasons that Tony would have liked, he thought as he turned back to his drink. He lifted his glass in a mock salute. “Two shitty high school experiences, then. I hope your reunion will be better.”
“Not been great so far,” the man said and Tony couldn’t stop himself from turning to look at him again, taking a moment to study his features.
He was gorgeous, that much Tony could admit. But however attractive he was, Tony saw nothing overly familiar about him. It was only his eyes that made Tony pause. They were a beautiful blue and there was something about them that sparked a memory. Tony just couldn’t put his finger on what it was exactly.
“Nor mine,” he said finally. “I fooled myself into thinking that my high school crush would be here, but he’s not.”
And, wow. No hesitation in admitting that. High-School-Tony would have rather been tied to the flagpole in front of every student than say he fancied a boy out loud, but times changed. His dad couldn’t hurt him anymore, after all.
“Oh?”
Tony nodded sadly, tongue flicking out to chase the straw in his drink. “Mm. Doubt you’d remember him. No one else seems to. I’m starting to think I made him up, actually.”
The man snorted. “Sounds familiar.”
“Looked nothing like you, though,” Tony said, giving the man a once-over. He quirked a grin and Tony matched it before he began to reminisce again. “He was tiny. Even compared to me, which is saying something given how big I was.”
“Wow. He really must have been small.”
“Hey!” Tony shouted even as he laughed. “But yes, he was. School punching bag, pretty much. Held his own, though. Or tried to, at the very least. Had a black eye more often than he didn’t and yet he was the fittest guy I knew.”
“Wait; who are you talking about?”
“Steve,” Tony said, sighing on the name. It still made his heart flutter, even if he hadn’t seen the guy since graduation. “Steve Rogers. Hung around with Barnes until he went off to college. I think they might have been brothers, even if the bullies used to say they were together.”
The man choked on air and Tony startled, reaching out to slap him on the back.
“Christ, are you okay?”
“You fancied him?”
Tony withdrew the helpful hand he’d offered and glared darkly instead. “Yes. Yes, I did. Were you one of the jackasses that beat him up?”
The man spluttered again, long limbs flailing so much he nearly fell from his bar stool. For someone so large, he wasn’t very aware of his size, it seemed.
“No.”
“Hm.” Tony narrowed his eyes as he settled back down. He let it go and turned back to his drink, taking another long pull. “I was going to ask him out at prom, but my dad wouldn’t let me go.”
“Maybe it was for the best,” the man said and Tony looked up at him curiously, intrigued by the careful tone, “I got beaten up at prom. Badly.”
Tony snorted and then held his hand up apologetically. “Sorry, sorry. I just bet that Steve did, too. A right knight in shining armour he was; always jumping into fights he should have stayed away from. Once, there was this girl from the chess club being harassed by the biggest guy in school and Steve–”
“What was I meant to do?” the man cut in hotly, “let her be groped?”
Realisation crashed over Tony and his mouth fell open. “Steve?” He floundered for a moment. “Steve Rogers? What happened to you? Were you a part of a government experiment; were you injected with something illegal and drug-related?”
Steve laughed, albeit a little stilted. “No. Nothing so exciting, I’m afraid. I joined the army. Me and Buck both did, right after my graduation.”
“Damn. God bless America.”
“You haven’t changed, have you?” Steve asked with a grin.
“Why would I want to?” Tony shot back, winking at Steve and ignoring the rapid pounding of his heart. He wasn’t a child anymore; he could handle a little embarrassment.
“No reason,” Steve said and his expression was so earnest that Tony felt a flicker of hope. “You should never change.”
“Thank you.”
Neither of them had looked away for a while, the air between them growing thick. When Tony hollowed his cheeks around his straw again, Steve’s gaze followed the movement.
“Well, tonight has been a disaster from start to finish,” Tony said, letting his tongue wet his bottom lip just to see Steve’s eyes fall there. “Maybe we can redeem it?”
“I’d like to think so,” Steve said, eyes darkening, “because I’m definitely not finished yet.”
(requested by @thequirkybookaholic from this list of short au prompts) 
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unsteadyimagines · 4 years
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Curiosity Killed the Cat (Spencer Reid x Reader)
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SUMMARY: After a very intense and stressful case, Y/N and Spencer are to share a hotel room for the night. Y/N decides to unwind and make herself at home with a hot bath – accompanied by a special helping hand. Much to Spencer’s surprise, he finds himself in a sticky situation as to whether or not act on his desires. Because after all, curiosity killed the cat.
WORD COUNT: 2.7k
WARNINGS: Smut (masturbation)
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***Feedback is always welcome for future improvement!
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Entering through the automatic hotel reception doors, Y/N can feel her feet ache from her heels with every step she takes, which she hopes will no longer be many. Standing in the elevator with Spencer, all that can be heard is the music playing before they reach the seventh floor.
“Oh my god, I don’t think my feet have ever ached so badly from heels before,” Y/N laughs, stumbling aimlessly down the hall clutching onto Spencer’s arm for support. Not that he was much help, he was stumbling just as much as Y/N. They first pass David’s room, then Tara’s, then Luke and Matt’s, and finally, Emily and JJ’s room, which happened to be right next to Y/N and Spencer’s.
“Could you two keep it down! It’s already 2am and we’ve had a long day.” Luke and Matt lean against their hotel room door, lightly yelling across the hall, laughing at the state Spencer and Y/N were in. It’s not that they were drunk, they were just tipsy but the lack of sleep they’ve had in the last 48 hours was definitely a strong contribution to their intoxicated state.
This was probably one of the hardest cases Y/N and the rest of the team had experienced, it was so physically exhausting there was not one part of their body that didn’t ache. When Y/N and Spencer made it to their room, Y/N struggles to successfully swipe the key card through the slot, taking a few attempts before the door was able to open. As soon as Y/N stepped onto the carpet, she rid herself of her heels, feeling the soft carpet under her aching feet while Spencer takes off his jacket, chucking it onto his bed. Both of them sobering up slightly, they start getting ready for some much needed sleep.
“Do you want to use the bathroom first? I was going to run myself a bath.” Y/N asks, opening her suitcase and grabbing out her pyjamas, underwear, toiletries and a small satin pouch.
“No that’s okay, you can go first. I’m going to stay up for a while and read anyway,” Spencer smiles, grabbing his book and making his way to the couch.
Y/N walks into the luxuriously big bathroom, locking the door and turning the faucet on, the sound of the running water echoing in the air. Massaging her own shoulders while waiting for the bath to fill, she knew that her strained muscles would soon be relieved by the hot water. Meanwhile, Spencer was making himself comfortable on the couch, already many pages into his book, deeply engrossed.
As the bath starts filling halfway, Y/N decides to hop in, sighing in content at the water temperature that was helping sooth her entire body, closing her eyes and finally letting herself relax after what could definitely be described as a physically draining and lengthy day. Humming to herself, she lays there completely still, growing tired the more she’s relaxed.
Running her hands through her hair and massaging her scalp, Y/N suddenly begins to miss the touch of another person. She misses how men would would stroke her head and knead her skin, but this only made her frustrated because she was laying in the water alone. This had her yearning…
Being deprived of her own touch or anyone else’s, she slowly slides her hands up over her stomach, lightly brushing her fingertips over her nipples, which are already growing sensitive to her touch. Tugging at each nipple with a gentle force, she squeezes her thighs together, trying to release some of the pressure that’s already forming. Trailing her hands down her stomach, she lays her hand flat against her pussy to the slickness that is already there, curling her toes slightly at the touch.
She then remembers the small satin pouch she brought into the bathroom with her. Her mind wanders, slowly bringing the pouch closer towards her. Debating in her head whether it was a good idea or not, she fears there’s a chance that the bathroom along with the running water won’t be loud enough to muffle the sounds that would soon be coming from inside. Maybe Spencer might be so immersed in his book that the sounds around him will drown out.
“Hey, Spence!” Y/N softly shouts, waiting to see if he will respond. She waits a few seconds and hears nothing, confirming to her that Spencer can’t hear her, or at least hopes he can’t. Making herself comfortable, she leans further back into the bathtub, resting her head and taking a deep breath. Opening the satin pouch, she pulls out the vibrating device she didn’t expect to need while away on the job. In saying that, she couldn’t be more grateful to herself for packing it anyway.
Settling in, she excitedly turns the power of the vibrating wand on, a soft buzz filling the air, the vibrations she feels in her hand get her all the more excited to really relax after a long day. Slowly running the head of the wand down her neck, to her chest, she circles her left nipple and then her right, her breathing getting slightly heavier. The sounds she’s making as well as the wand turning her on even more now. Letting out a deep sigh, she then slowly starts to run it down her stomach, circling her navel before trailing further down to her core – the area she needed it most.
“Mmm yes,” she whispers to herself, the pleasure already making her eager for more. Running the toy up and down her pussy, she can’t keep still, her hips bucking up into the vibrating head, whining in satisfaction. Once she got used to the feeling, she presses a button to increase the speed, the vibrations filling the room even louder this time. She could feel herself getting more wet, moving the toy even harder against her pussy.
“Fuck,” she moans louder, gripping the ledge of the tub tightly with her other hand. Her head falls back in pure bliss, drowning out the outside noise.
Meanwhile, Spencer – who is still oblivious to what was going on in the bathroom, was flipping page after page, finding the quiet and dimly lit room so peaceful among the constant chaos that was his job. He thought he could hear people outside of their hotel room door, but didn’t think too much of it, and instead turned another page, changing his position on the couch.
Y/N, on the other hand, was squirming, trying to muffle her moans at the risk of getting caught. She decided to change her position, standing up and sitting on the ledge of the tub, spreading her legs on either side. Placing the wand against her pussy again, her legs struggle to stay wide open, wanting to relieve some of the aching pressure.
Once again gripping the ledge of the tub making her fingers turn white, her breathing shortens into small pants, her release getting closer. Her pussy throbs, dripping into the water below her, while she struggles to maintain her composure.
“Oh my god, fuck yes,” she gasps softly, her head rolling back.
“Right there,” she moves the toy faster and faster, her pussy pulsating, the pleasure almost becoming too much. At this point, she doesn’t even care about the possibility of Spencer being able to hear her, too wrapped up in the pleasure she’s giving herself.
Bending the head of the toy slightly to add more pressure, she whimpers, her eyes flutter shut, and her mouth opens, but she can’t utter a word - only soft pants being able to escape. The vibrations against her clit have never felt so good, so she uses her other hand to pinch her left nipple, wishing it was someone else’s hand; a hand much thicker, bigger, rougher.
Inhaling sharply, she can’t keep quiet anymore, “Fuck yes, right there, oh my god fuck.” Moaning loudly, this time it captures Spencer’s attention. He thought he heard something as he looked up from his book, placing his bookmark in the page he was currently reading. He waited to see if he could hear it again, and he did. Completely unaware to what it was, he gets up from the couch and walks slowly and quietly towards the bathroom door, wanting to make sure Y/N hadn’t had an accident. It was a farfetched worry, but he remembered they both had been drinking despite the intoxication mostly having worn off by now.
“Y/N? Are you okay in there?” Spencer asks, knocking on the door, hoping to get a response.
“I-I’m fine Spencer, t-thanks” Y/N replies, her voice trembling.
“I thought I heard noises, so I just wanted to check if you were alright. You know, make sure you hadn’t fallen asleep or drowned,” he explains, looking up at the ceiling.
“O-Okay S-Spence… I’ll be d-done soon… oohh,” Y/N replies, which Spencer found a little odd, but decided not to question it. Just as he took one step away from the door, he heard another noise, except this time he obviously assumed it came from Y/N, gasping loudly and the sound of water splashing around. Pressing his ear to the door as subtly as he could, his heart instantly started beating heavier once he realised what she was most likely doing in there.
“Mmm shit, oh- oh fuck yes,” her moans start getting louder, which gives Spencer confirmation of her actions. He gulps, wondering if he should give her privacy, fearing that he’s already crossed a boundary despite Y/N still not aware of Spencer’s ear against the door. But when he hears the toy’s vibration echo in the air, it only turns him on even more, his jeans suddenly getting that little bit tighter.
He feels incredibly guilty and creepy listening to his co-worker partake in such an intimate act, but he can’t help himself, listening further. The thought of Y/N naked and wet, pleasuring herself is what encouraged him to quietly unbuckle his belt, unzip his pants and push his hand down until he was gripping himself teasingly, biting his lip to stay quiet.
He could hear the water splashing quicker and Y/N’s breath become more ragged, which only made him move his hand up and down his hardening cock faster, quickening his pace, resulting in his breathing becoming shallower.
“Fuck,” he groans in a whisper. Biting his lip isn’t keeping him quiet enough, so instead he bites into his fisted hand, while touching himself with the other. Rubbing his thumb over his tip that’s now leaking pre-cum, he shudders at his own touch, sinister thoughts running through his mind.
While Spencer continuously palms himself, running his hands up and down his shaft, Y/N is so close to her climax, her soaking wet clit throbbing against the silicone head of the toy and her legs trying to shake themselves shut. “Oh g-god, f-fuck, fuck y-yes mmm.”
She’s so close she can feel her need for release building; she doesn’t have long till she comes completely undone. Y/N increases the speed of the vibrator one more time, a jolted spark running through her entire body and a deep heat forming in the pit of her stomach signalling to her that she’s about to orgasm. Tugging at her nipple with her other hand, bucking her hips up into the air with ragged moans, she finally releases all her stress and anxiety from the past week.
“Ooohhh shit, fuck, holy – fuck,” She exclaims loudly, squeezing both her eyes and legs shut, shivering from her orgasm – waves of pleasure cursing through the entirety of her body. Absolutely exhausted, she regains some strength, sitting herself back in the tub, soaking in what was left of the lukewarm water, and trying to even out her breaths.
While Y/N recovers post-orgasm, Spencer is just reaching his. Rubbing his cock harder and faster than before, his breath comes out deep and in pants, trying to be as quiet as he can - yet failing. His toes curl in his shoes, his hands longing to grip Y/N’s hair but settles for his own.
“Oh my god, ah – holy fuck,” he grunts, coaxing himself through his own orgasm, his head leaning against the bathroom door as he brings himself back to reality. When he comes out of his own little world, he realises he can no longer hear Y/N. Not wanting to risk being caught, he hurriedly cleans himself up before making his way back to the couch, picking up his book as if he had never left his spot.
10 minutes later, he hears the lock of the bathroom door, and out walks Y/N with wet hair and a flushed face, in sweats looking refreshed and muchmore relaxed. She stands leaning against the door, smirking at Spencer. Spencer’s eyes glance over to Y/N’s, confusion and nervousness written all over his face. The fear of Y/N potentially hearing what he was doing because of her makes his throat tighten and a knot form painfully in his stomach.
“You heard me, didn’t you?” Y/N asks, anxious to hear his answer. It’s not like she purposefully wanted him to hear, if he had, but the pleasure was all too much for her that she simply just could not keep quiet. Waiting for Spencer’s response, he lets go of his book and fiddles with his hands.
“Oh- uh, heard what?” Spencer acts cluelessly, not wanting to give himself away. He would be devastated if she found out and became repulsed by his behaviour. No longer being able to make eye contact with Y/N, he becomes interested in the front cover of his book, wishing the tension in the room could disappear. He doesn’t know whether it’s sexual tension or an awkward one, but either way he wanted it gone.
She slowly prowls her way over to Spencer who’s analysing her every move. Once she reaches the couch and she’s looking down at him with that same smirk as before, he gulps, confused as to what to do. He’s never been in a situation like this before. Y/N places her hands on both sides of his shoulders and straddles his lap, her eyes now level with his. Spencer’s hands stay by his side, not knowing what to do until he knows Y/N’s intentions. He lets out a low gasp as Y/N begins to leave light, feathery kisses all over his neck, gently rocking her hips into his. Making her way back up his neck, she grabs both sides of his face and roughly slams her lips against his.
Spencer’s too aroused to reject her touch. Instead, he grips Y/N’s hips, helping her to move their hips in sync, earnings small whimpers from the both of them, only increasing their need for each other – a need for each other they didn’t even realise they had. Disconnecting their lips, Y/N whispers in Spencer’s ear, making him shiver in pleasure. “I know you heard me… in the bathroom. I could hear you too, Spence,” running her hands through his hair, she tugs resulting him in letting out a loud grunt, gritting his teeth in both pain and pleasure. She smiles, surprised she has this effect on him already - and they’ve barely even started.
“Y-you sounded… sounded so fucking h-hot, I-I couldn’t help myself – fuck!” he hisses, grinding his hips with Y/N’s even harder, her back arching in ecstasy.
“F-fuck Spencer, please please just fuck me,” Y/N whines, attaching her lips onto the nape of Spencer’s neck again, feeling his cock grow harder and harder under her dripping wet pussy – which was still covered by her pyjamas.
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” Spencer chuckles, lifting Y/N off the couch with her legs wrapped around his waist. He spins around, throwing Y/N back onto the couch, making her squeal loudly and spread her legs for Spencer to nestle in between, attaching her lips back onto his, kissing every area of skin she possibly could to leave marks.
Little did they know they both wouldn’t be getting any sleep, fucking till 3…4am, before having to leave to get on a flight in the next few hours, not caring in the slightest whether the rest of the team could possibly hear everything in the rooms next to theirs.
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xsugarysweetsx · 4 years
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Yay! And thank you for requesting! And I hope you enjoy this!❤️❤️ @thesilencebeforeastorm
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SMUT PROMPT LIST
Warnings;
16.) In a car
45.) "Please, I need you. Now."
48.) "I like it when you say my name like that."
53.) "You’re so fucking sexy when you do that."
61.) "I’ve been thinking about doing this all day."
Daddy🥵😍
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It was a rainy night that both decided to go out. Too rainy actually. It was date night you both went out to watch a movie. You had been in the car all day, after running a few personal errands plus for company 8.
Finally, on the way home it started to pour, hoping it would get better, it got worse.The rain grew heavy so he had to pull over into a parking lot to wait it out. It was really coming down and was probably for the best.
Luckily he brought snack in his car, thank god! You both sat and told stories and what not. The music was in as you watched the rain fall in the windows. You had a skirt on that day since it was nice out but unfortunately your legs were now cold. Of course this didn’t go unnoticed.
“Hey come here” he said pulling your elbow in his direction and patting his lap.
“Where? There’s no room” you tried to protest
“Listen, you’re cold and we both know I’m warmer than you. So, come on” he pushed his seat back as far as he could to make more room. You sighed and gave in. You stepped over one leg at a time and got comfortable straddled in his lap.
Okay maybe he was right, this is way better than before. The rain pouring outside, Vulcan’s strong arms around you, it was almost perfect. You look up at him from your view, good lord was he perfect. Beautiful eyes, tattoos, his body build, ugh just everything about him was amazing.
Sitting in his lap wasn’t helping, being able to feel him, making you thinking. How he would pound into you effortlessly, making you cum over and over.You start squirming in his lap, beginning to feel needy. How he praises you through dirty talk, it was enough to get you dripping right then and there.
“Someone’s getting squirmy” he joked looking at you “You good there?“
“Yeah, just comfortable is all“ you said experimentally moving in his lap “How are you feeling“ you asked as innocently as you could. He smirked knowing damn well what you were trying to do. He leaned forward placing his face in he crook of your neck, his arms pulling you closer.
“Well, I’m in the middle of the pouring rain,*kiss* with my beautiful girl in my lap *nip*, in my car keeping her warm *suck* “ he felt you shiver as you held to his shirt. You head thrown back form the pleasure of the hickey.
He knew he was getting to you, his hands traveled down form around your waist to you hips. He guided your hips to grind on him as he bucked up ever so slightly.
“If i didn’t know any better, I would say that you want something...“ he whispered in your ear “Do you want me to take you right here? In the car?” he wanted you as much as you did.
“mmmmm“ you simply let out a sound hoping he understood
“Let me hear you say it princess“ his hand roamed down to caress and grab your ass. You pull away from him and said
“Please, I need you. Now. So stop teasing..“ you said all flustered and bothered. He chuckled knowing you would give in. His hands stripped you of your shirt and yours did his. Your heart was pounding, blood was rushing. It didn’t take long for you to crash your lips on to his. Lips moving in sync in a passion filled act.
“As much as *kiss* I want to fuck you right here *kiss* lets move to the back“ he said between kisses breathlessly. First he helped you into the back and he followed. You turn to him and help him with his pants
“Eager aren’t we?” he chuckled smugly
“Ha Ha, that’s what you’re saying now“ you let his pants pool at his feet as he unclasped your bra. You let it slip off slowly giving him teasing looks. You come back down and pull his cock from its confinements.
You pump him while looking up at him with innocent eyes, you knew he loved it. You give a long lick from the base all the way to his tip. Teasing him you only take the tip in your mouth and popping it back out. Never taking your eyes off of him
“You’re so fucking sexy when you do that“ he groaned moving your hair out of the way. You proceed and take him into your mouth inch by inch, the rest was pumped by your hand.
He gripped your hair trying his best not to just fuck your face. You start moaning sending shivers and vibrations through his body. He always knew you were great at pleasing him.
His head on the headrest of the seat, lost in euphoria. That was until you completely left him, he was so close too! He opened his eyes and looked at you with wide eyes as you tried to hold in a grin.
“Oh, so you’re the tease now, come here!“ he pulled you on to his lap again with a squeal from you. You didn’t have to look to know how hard he was. You hover over his cock, giving it a gentle grind every now and then. Letting him feel how wet you were for him.
He captured one of your buds in his mouth licking and sucking. Arching you back wanting to feel him closer. His large digits found their way to your core and palmed you, causing a moan to slip past your lips. A spank came to your ass, the sting causing more pleasure than pain.
“You know, I’ve been thinking about doing this all day.“ he said trailing back up to your favorite spot, just below your ear.
“I-is that so?“ you questioned as he aligned himself with your heat. He rubbed the head up and down your slit until he found where he wanted to be. He looked to you and of course you knew what he wanted.
You slowly sank yourself on to his hard length, it filled you deliciously. His large hands rested on your hips as yours looped around his neck. You circled your hips never tiring of the feeling of him inside you.
“Just like that baby, oh yes“ he groaned as he looked down at the sight. watching you take him all in “You really know how to take my cock babe“
“mmm fuck“ you bounce up and down his shaft in small amounts, the tip brushing against your g spot perfectly. You start to move faster on him losing yourself in bliss. His hands helping to guide you 
“Look at you, enjoying yourself on my cock, my princess. You probably like the idea of being caught huh?“ you may have forgotten where you were “A-anyone can see, the rain could stop but that...excites you“ he moaned out.
If you really thought about it, it kind of excited you to think about being caught in the act. Sadly something interrupted your wonderful experience..leg cramp. You stop and his a bit at the tight muscle.
“What happened babe? Cramp“ you nodded
“Y-yeah...sorry..“ you apologized
“Nah, don’t apologize, I got ya covered“ he moved himself down a bit more so he was under you more. He started out thrusting slowly and gradually sped up. Heavy breathing and moans filled the vehicle as he pounded into you
“Oh god..mmmm yes! V-Vulcan!“ you held on to him. The friction mixed with the constant contact with you sweet spot made you see stars 
“Yeah baby..let me hear you“ he groaned as he flipped you over, you now under him. He raises one of your legs on to his shoulder and the other to his hip. He rammed into you fully intending to fill you to the brim
“V-vulcan!“ 
“I-I like it when you say my name like that“
He wanted to make you scream. Scream so everyone knew who made you feel so good. “say it again”
Your voice became unsteady as you felt your high coming
“V-vulvan..aah“
“Again“ his thrusts were now sloppy, fast and hard his member started to twitch inside you. Finally spilling inside you
“Vulcan! OH YES!“ you screamed out finally pushed over the edge. He stays inside you, collapsing on top of you. You both lay there trying to catch your breath, listening to the rain calm down
“Well..that was...wow“
“Amazing?..Explosive?“ he smiled up at you 
You kissed his nose “Yes it was”
“We should probably get dressed and head home huh?“ you nodded your head but then stopped and said
“Maybe in like 5 minutes more“ 
he giggled “Whatever you say princess“
I really enjoyed writing this! I hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading!!❤️❤️
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im-bakugous-bitch · 4 years
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Mezo Shoji - Pleasure (NSFW!)
Prompts 47, 48, and 56 47: "I'll be gentle, promise." 48: "Say my name." 56: "Let me take care of you."
**A/N: for visualizing purposes it got confusing for me to keep putting "hands" and "tongue" when referring to parts replicated by the dupli-arms, so they will be dupli-hands and dupli-tongue.  So "hands" is his real hands and "dupli-hands" is his dupli-arms.
It was the first time you'd ever stopped mid-make out session.
You stared up at your boyfriend, who was holding himself up above you on the bed with a pair of dupli-hands.  His bare chest was only inches above yours, his real hands cradling your face and thumbs rubbing circles over your cheeks as his question hung in the air.
He wanted to use his Quirk in bed.
He'd used it in bed before, mostly to just hold himself up over you so his real hands could touch you anywhere he desired.  But he wanted to use his Quirk...on you.  You'd be lying if you said you hadn't thought about it, but now that the opportunity had actually appeared you found yourself hesitating.
What if he got so worked up he lost control of it and something happened?  What if he formed the wrong part?  Your heart raced as you asked yourself these million questions, but you took a deep breath.  If he was asking to do this then he must have been confident in his ability to control it.  And if he was confident in it, you were too.
You slowly nodded your head, tangling your hands into his white hair.  You'd been with Mezo plenty of times, but he'd never used his Quirk on you.  But the more you thought about it, the more excited you got.  "One condition," you said, a smile gracing your face as he nodded his head.  You reached your hand up to place your index finger over his lips and said, "These are the only lips I kiss."
He smirked and nodded, leaning down to press his forehead against yours.  "I was planning on that."  He connected his lips to yours then, hands moving down to your chest where he grabbed both of your breasts.  "I'll be gentle, promise."
You let out a small gasp at the sensation as his fingers began playing with your nipples, rolling them between his fingers and such.  Your eyes fluttered shut as Mezo moved his lips to your neck, leaving gentle kisses and light bites in his wake.  You were in pure heaven.
When you felt a mouth attach to your clit, your eyes shot open as you let out a loud moan.
Mezo smirked above you, pulling his face from your neck so he could look at you.  Your eyes had closed again, grinding against his dupli-mouth as his hands continued to play with your nipples.  
"Oh, Mezo-!" you called out, back arching and pressing your body closer to his.  You felt his erection against your bare leg, but could hardly even process it.  His dupli-tongue had moved from your clit so he could push the tongue inside you, and it felt like it just kept getting longer.
Your eyes rolled back in your head as you bucked your hips up against the tongue.  "Mezo!"
"Yeah, say my name," he said quietly as his hands ceased their assault on your breasts.  They moved around to your back and gently slid down your spine until your ass cheeks were in his hands.  His lips reconnected with yours as he squeezed your ass, and you felt your release already starting to build up.  His dupli-tongue was pressing up against all the right places inside you.  
When his erection pushed against you yet again, it finally caught your attention.  Eyes still screwed shut, your hand traveled down his body to take his dick in your hand.  You gripped it in your hand gently, running your thumb over the slit on his head until suddenly, everything went away.
Your eyes flew open in shock as his dupli-mouth retreated from your crotch, and you noticed him staring down at you with one eyebrow raised.
"Why the hell did you stop?!" you asked furiously.
"Because," he said as a dupli-hand pried his dick from your grasp, "I'm pleasuring you today.  So lay back, relax, and let me take care of you."
This was the moment when you knew you were going to love this man for the rest of your life.
You reluctantly nodded, laying back on the bed again.  "Fine."
In no time at all, the dupli-tongue was back inside you.  Your back arched again at the sensation, pushing your breasts flat against Mezo's chest.  He saw an opportunity here and used his other free dupli-arm to form another mouth, bringing it down to your ass and biting gently.
"OH-!" you screamed, again thrusting against his dupli-tongue.  "O-oh my God, M-Mezo-"  You could hardly even form the words as his lips connected to yours yet again.  You were so focused on the pleasure you could hardly respond to the kiss, instead chasing your rapidly-incoming high.
The dupli-tongue seemed to grow bigger and thicker inside you, and you let out a scream.  This was unlike anything you'd ever experienced before.  You thrusted even harder as he fucked you with his dupli-tongue until you were right on the edge.
"Ah-!" you yelled, eyes squeezing shut as your arms snaked around his neck.  "God, Mezo, I-I'm almost there!"
His hands slid back up your body from holding your ass, moving to cradle your face yet again.  He leaned his forehead against yours and quietly whispered three words into your ear:
"Cum for me."
You let out a screeching moan as you released all over his dupli-tongue, and his lips dove yet again to kiss and bite down on your neck.  You rode out your high for a moment before finally collapsing against the mattress and he pulled out of you.  You noticed that the dupli-tongue inside you had turned into a dupli-dick; and upon further examination you realized it was an exact copy of his dick.
You felt him grin against your neck, pulling away from you and giving you a cocky smile.  "How was that?"
"Mmm," you hummed, wrapping your legs around his torso.  "That was fantastic.  But I gotta say..."  One of your hands slid around his neck, down his chest and over his abs until you finally reached his cock.  "I gotta say, I do love the real thing."
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Since you reblogged one of my works, I would love to request something! Maybe number 4. “No Panties?” And number 48. “Stop Distracting me!” For Adam Sackler?? 💕💕 plz and thank you!!
You Like That Don’t You?
Request: Since you reblogged one of my works, I would love to request something! Maybe number 4. “No Panties?” And number 48. “Stop Distracting me!” For Adam Sackler?? 💕💕 plz and thank you!!
Warnings: NSFW, Degrading Language, Unprotected Sex, dom!Adam, Denial of release, cuddles bc i love cuddles. 
Word Count: 1,696
A/N: Of course! I may just have to request something from you... I love your writing! Sorry this took so long but I did have a fun time writing this. I know a lot of people don’t like Girls because of Leana Dunham. Okay I’m gonna be honest, she really is annoying and I watch Girls strictly for Adam, oops sorry not sorry! This is literally so bad :( I just got done with this and it’s 3 AM. I do hope you enjoy it tho. I tried my best to really get that dom!Adam vibe. 
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It was Friday night and you had a throbbing headache, after a long and shit day at work all you wanted to do was lay on this couch and stuff your mouth with this candy you snagged on the way home. As you went to grab another hand full of candy to shove into your mouth, the door to your shared apartment swung open with enough force that when Adam walked through, it closed on it’s own swinging behind him. 
Bouncing on his toes and stretching his arms he let out a loud moan, you would be lying if you said you didn’t like that noise. Adam walked over to the fridge and pulled it open, he grabbed a mason jar half filled with milk. With a loud clunk he shoved the fridge door shut with enough force every jar and container inside shook. 
“Do you mind not making so much noise? My head hurts like a bitch and I am just trying to relax. If you’re going to be loud please just piss off and go somewhere else.” You said with a loud sigh as you rolled over and yanked the blank over your head, as if that was going to cancel any noise. You let out a small groan when you felt your legs being lifted up by a strong thick hand. You felt the couch dip as your legs went to lay back to the position they were in before. 
“Yikes kid, someone fuck with you today at work? You’re never like this, what happened?” Adam said as he finished his sentence with a swig of his milk. You pulled the blanket down just in time to see his throat move as he took in the white liquid, you saw a stray drop of milk slide down the side of his mouth. After he leaned forward resting the mason jar on the coffee table, his tongue poked out of his lips and cleaned up the milk that was running down his chin. You felt your stomach churn with excitement. 
This didn’t go unnoticed by Adam, he could feel how aroused his actions were making you. He reached his hand over towards your leg and started rubbing the skin he started at your shin and dragged his long fingers up to just above your knee, and then he would lightly squeeze and repeat the same action on the other leg.
“S-stop distracting m-me!” You said with a huff knowing that Adam knew what he was doing to you, you both knew that the feeling of his hands dragging against your smooth skin was turning you on more and more by each second. You squirmed in your seat against the couch, as you felt Adam’s hand reach your knee. You closed your knees and started to rub them together trying to create any friction. 
“You like this don’t you? You like when I tease you like this, knowing just how much you love it. All the things I want to do to you Sweet thing. Remove that blanket and show me what you’ve been hiding while I was away from you.” Adam said as he now turned his entire body to face yours, he reached up by your breasts and lightly grazed them as he yanked the blanket off. 
When you got home from work, you threw off your work clothes and stripped down to nothing, not giving a care, you grabbed the nearest shirt. The one you picked up just so happened to be huge on you, due to the fact that it wasn’t your shirt, it was Adam’s.
“Oh sweetness is this just for me? You put on my big oversized shirt. You are so good to me.” Adam said as he leaned down over your body and pressed his lips against your neck, and ghosting light kissed all around your neck and collarbone. He held his weight up by putting both his arms above your head on the arm of the couch.
Starting to grind his hips against your now throbbing cunt, he let out a low moan. Feeling his hard bulge through his shorts you reached both your arms around his neck and pulled his head closer, kissing his lips.
“Adam, please I need you to touch me. I can’t- I need.” You cut yourself off with a load moan, bucking your hips up as you felt Adam’s large hand snake its way down your things and found its spot right between your legs. Whimpering as you felt the tips of his fingers brush against your soaking folds. You needed more of him, all of him.
“No panties? What a naughty girl you are, you were just praying I came home from my run all worked up ready to destroy this pussy of yours. You’re mine.” Adam finished his sentence as he shoved two fingers inside of you. You let out a sickening moan and grabbed at the couch, squirming at the feeling of his fingers filling you. 
“Such a little slut aren’t you? You just live for the feeling of any part of me inside this tight cunt. Fuck” He said as his hips jutted forward out of instict and you could tell it wouldn’t be long till he filled you with his thick cock. Grabbing at the hair along the back of his neck, you pulled him down to attack his lips with a kiss. Moaning in between each kiss and running your fingers through his hair, he suddenly pulled away. 
“No, no. Fuck this- this won’t do. I need to bury my cock deep inside you, I need to pound this cunt so hard you won’t be walking for days. God. You’re mine, only mine.” He said as he pulled his fingers out of you, he pulled them up to his mouth. You saw your wetness soaked all over his fingers, he maintained eye contact with you as he stuck them in his mouth. He released them with a short hum, and as he pulled away the sound of his lips smacking filled both of your ears.
“Adam-” You said, reaching to grab for him as he cut you off and pushed you back down onto the couch. “No no, I’m in control. I decide when you will take my cock and how you will take it.” He said as he teased your folds with the head of his dick. He lightly pushed the head into you, and then moved back. Whimpering at the loss of his cock, you bucked your hips up.
“What did I say? I am in control. I want you to beg for me. Beg slut.” He said as he pushed you down by your stomach and holding you there with one hand, and reaching his other up to wrap around your neck giving it a light squeeze. 
You moaned with delight, soakinking in the feeling of his strong hands gripping at your throat. “Please, God. Please just fill me with your cock. I need you now. I’ll do anything.” You said reaching your hands towards his chest, him just being out of reach of you. He let out a small chuckle, and rubbed his thumb along the side of your neck. Leaning his head down so that the tip of his nose brushed your earlobe he spoke up and said “Good girl.” With that you felt him push his entire cock inside of you, he filled you all the way. 
He was now grunting and the sound of his balls smacking against you made you moan and run your nails down his back, you knew you both would sleep good tonight. He continued to fuck you into the couch, snapping his hips against yours. Your two bodies soaked in sweat and arousal. 
You could feel your release slowly starting to form and you knew Adam noticed it as well. “You will not cum until I say so. So help me if you cum before that you’re fucked.” He said as both of his hands were on either side of your head, squeezing at your shoulders surely leaving marks there along with the scattered love bites. “Adam I can’t I have to-” He cut you off once more with his own swearing “Fucker, I said NOT to cum until I say so.” He sped his pace up, moving the couch along the floor with the strength of his body pounding into yours.
He roared a loud “FUCKER” and you knew he had cum, you felt the hot thick ropes shoot inside you. You couldn’t hold on much longer and with the feeling of him painting on top of you. You reached your own high, leaning your head far back into the couch you closed your eyes. Clenching around his pulsing cock was one of the best feelings in the world. 
It had seemed like minutes had passed as you both came down from your high. You opened your eyes and were met with Adam staring down at your pussy with adoration. You watched his lips turn into a smirk as he slowly pulled his cock out from inside of you. White liquid poured out of you and you whimpered at the loss of contact. You felt your cum run down the inner side of your legs. 
You closed your eyes once more feeling content. Suddenly you became cold as you felt Adam craw off the top of you, and you whined. He let out a small chuckle and reached down for the blanket you were using before. He wiped between your legs, cleaning up the mess you both made. Your brain was still flooded with content as you felt Adam pick you up bridal style. He made his way to your bedroom and plopped you down on the bed. 
You rolled over to your usual spot in your bed, the thought of Adam just leaving you to go back to his own bed made you frown. You felt the bed dip next to you and two strong arms pull you close. Adam had gotten in bed with you and planned on staying until you woke up again ready for more rounds of pure pleasure.
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BoB liveblog ep 7
Episode 7: The Breaking Point. YEAH, OF MY FUCKING HEART
I HATE THIS EPISODE. I HATE IT WITH THE FIERY INTENSITY OF A THOUSAND BURNING SUNS.
00:00 I really don’t wanna do this you guys.
00:38 Can’t we just pretend this episode doesn’t exist?
01:22 OMFG I CAN’T ALL THE SWEET IRL MEN ARE CRYING NOOOO IT HURRRTS
04:05 RICH! Ok I feel a little better. Ahaha, he’s growing a beard. It’s got nothing on the quarantine beard he’s rocking nowadays tho
04:22 That whole scene is hilarious but I’m too distracted by Rich to appreciate it properly
05:18 Horsie
05:30 Hey Fassy
05:57 He’s so obsessed with the Luger, oh Hoob ☹
06:07 Ahhh that second where he looks into the camera and fires ☹ He’s so happy
06:31 IT’S SHIFTY MY ANGEL SON, MY ANGEL CHILD, LOOK AT HIIIIIMMMM!!!! MY BABY! I’M SO HAPPY! THIS IS THE ONLY GOOD PART OF THE EPISODE! HE’S SO HUMBLE AND PERF ILY SHIFTY
06:51 He is such a fucking angel, I swear. “What happened to the horse?” PETA would be pleased you care, baby.
07:01 Look at my son, look at his little angel face
07:27 Buck seems a little better??
07:47 Gold.
“Shut up boys.”
“Shutting up, Sarge.”
But notice my angel is perfectly well-behaved
08:00 “That was no rifle.” Shifty just Knows Things.
“What do you see, Shift?”
“Nobody out there.” HE’S JUST A BOSS SNIPER ANGEL ELF BABY OK
08:15 Oh Hoob
08:43 Oh God
09:03 ROE OMG NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR JOKES “Did you think it was a German leg, Hoob?” I MEAN LMAO BUT NO
09:33 Nooooooooooo
09:44 Oh God, the way Buck and Perco are cradling his face ☹
10:04 Husbands, do something, reincarnate him or something
10:32 Oh Dick is shivering aw
10:38 Lip, baby, no, do not cover for than incompetent POS
10:48 The husbands are unimpressed
11:39 Nice gloves tho Dike
11:57 “At present, as per usual, but I’ll clarify that with you at a later time.” No. No. He’s asking now. He needs to know now. Wtf.
12:39 IS THAT RICH??
13:12 RICH! BEARDED RICH!
13:23 I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YOU GUYS
13:26 Just gonna pause here a little while, excuse me
13:47 Lip is such a boss. We love you Lip
14:13 Bill’s laugh <3 RICH’S SMILE <333
14:48 Dick omg your flirting, so cute. They are in love.
15:20 Fassy is judging you… that means Alicia Vikander is coming for you…
15:50 Omg Nix knows his husband so well
16:24 Aw, Bill and Babe <3 BROTP
17:33 Bill, sweetie, no, I’m sorry but Buck is not fine!
17:58 Oh God the foreboding. Rich ☹ <3
18:01 WTF is Luz smoking LMAO
18:33 RIIIIICH
19:08 “Well, they had a point. You’re an idiot.” Oh Penk. I’ll miss you Penk.
19:31 UGH GTFO. To be fair the actor does a great job with this role.
20:01 Dike is so random. But it’s nice he’s taking an interest??
21:20 NIX LMAO
21:33 Ugh, Dick. Stop. I know it’s to establish a sense of normalcy and ritual but Come. On. Buddy. Lol I love how Nix is just like LMAO NO I’M NOT GOING. I wish I could just say no when asked to do things by my bosses. We know it’s cos Nix can’t bear to be apart from his husband for so long <3
22:33 Guys, don’t be mean. Fassy, no, come on.
22:53 Wtf are Penk and Rich doing…
23:05 LMAO @ Dick and Sink.
“Got to keep the morale up for the folks back home.”
“Why?”
“Damned if I know.”
Iconic. Valid.
23:34 Lol my Joe/Charlie thought he was gonna get in trouble, but Dad just wanted to nag <3
24:24 Oh Bill <3 “Tied me own boots once last week, all by meself.” <3333 Bill please never change.
24:30 Rich <3333
24:36 Riiiiichhhhhh <3
24:48 Johhny ‘unimpressed’ Martin is already looking unimpressed, new kid, watch out, you’re not off to a great start.
24:56 Rich’s helmet still has bullet holes from the last episode, love the continuity <3
25:07 “You’ll find out, son.” Oh, Alley <3
25:17 Rich is hilarious in this scene, he’s having so much fun <3
25:22 Hey Lieb, I’ve missed you
25:46 Riichhh <3
25:53 OMFG that exchange!
               “How are those nuts, sarge?”
               “Doin fine, Bill, nice of you to ask.”
               Wtf Lip!!
26:05 Bye, Fassy!
26:26 Even when he’s blurred by snow, Speirs is intimidatingly good-looking.
27:01 He’s so polite but so scary
27:23 You’re hot, Speirs, so I automatically trust you. Not sure what that says about me but it’s probably not good tbh
27:57 Joe/Charlie has been back five seconds and he’s already out for blood.
28:58 Hey Lee
30:00 Oh God
31:33 Oh no, Joe/Charlie, my baby ☹
33:39 Bill’s here, baby, it’s OK
34:10 I can’t deal with the hilarity of Babe blocked in by the tree while Joe/Charlie is in such a bad way and being done so dirty
34:56 Oh GOD
35:28 Bill </3
36:11 My thoughts exactly, Luz
36:42 Buck ☹
37:41 “Hey Joe, I told you I’d beat you back to the states.” Bill don’t me laugh while I’m crying. Aw, we’ll miss you <3
37:59 Not really the time but fuck it, I am totally digging Luz’s hair now
38:26 I’m so shook. I’ve watched this series a billion times but it still hurts me. Scene after scene, Joe/Charlie in pain, Buck screaming for a medic, God Neal and Kirk are so good.
39:18 Oh God, Buck
40:00 Rich I love you
40:44 Rich <3 ☹
41:22 Noooooooo </3
41:44 No. No. NO.
41:59 NO. NOPE. CANON NOT ACCEPTED. They’re fine. They’re fine, they’re just off-screen for the rest of the series, chillin with Hoob and Renee on like a nice beach somewhere. Drinking maitais and maragaritas and building sandcastles and shit.
44:00 Hit Malarkey the hardest? NO FUCKING WAY, LIP, HIT ME THE HARDEST, MORE LIKE! But in all seriousness, can you imagine losing your friends, not having a body to bury or time to grieve ugh ☹ </3 OK I concede that Malarkey and I can share the grief 50/50. No wait. 60/40. In favour of me.
45:15 Malark, it’s what Hoob would have wanted. I’d ask him but he’s busy sunbathing and keeping the drinks topped up
46:57 We love you Buck
47:14 Bull <3
47:43 Lieb <333
48:10 Hang on, sweetie, Dad isn’t back yet
48:50 It’s OK, Lip, sweetie, you can do it.
49:38 Lip, listen to me, your Dad’s going to fix everything in about ten, fifteen minutes. And he’ll get you a hot boyfriend in the process. It’s all going to be OK.
50:05 Dick, honey, Dike doesn’t understand a thing you’re saying
50:25 Dike’s like lol who the fuck was that guy?
51:17 Lieb is so blood-thirsty <3
51:23 DON’T STOP RUNNING, IDIOT. NEVER STOP RUNNING! THE REST OF US LEARNT THAT IN THE FIRST EPISODE! GOD!
51:40 WTF ARE YOU DOING, YOU FUCKING WASTE OF OXYGEN
52:09 Poor Lee
52:22 NO, FUCK, OMG
53:14 Don’t send my Lee alone!
53:33 Bull. A cigar. Right now? I like Johnny’s beard, suits him.
54:13 “THEY SHOT ME IN MY ASS, BOYS!” Aw Perco. Iconic.
54:36 Legit one of my fave scenes in the history of television. Dick is just so beside himself and desperate and helpless watching his sons stuck and in so much trouble. He’s in full Dad mode, about to run in there to save his boys. Then, and this is so subtle but it’s my fave bit, HE CUTS OFF SINK. HE IGNORES/SPEAKS OVER SINK. DICK! SPEAKS! OVER! SINK! IN WHAT UNIVERSE WOULD HE EVER DO THAT?! ON WHAT PLANET WOULD HE EVER BE SO DISRESPCTFUL?! THIS ONE, COS HIS SONS NEED HIM NOW AND BEING POLITE AND ADHERRING TO PRINCIPLE AND RANK DOESN’T FUCKING MATTER WHEN EASY IS IN TROUBLE! AND THEN HE CALLS UP OUR BOY SPEIRS. AND SPEIRS IS SO FUCKING GUNG-HO, BOUNCING ABOUT READY TO SLAUGHTER EVERYONE, SO FUCKIN EXCITED!!
And then there’s Nix, lmao, chillin with his binoculars, super relaxed as long as his husband stays safe, tbh.
55:06 Oh that was the new boy, aw
55:12 BOSS BAMF ICONIC WE STAN
55:20 Here you go, Lip, one BF courtesy of your Dad lol
55:48 Oh GOD I MISS RICH
56:24 LMFAO was that the haystack Dike was behind??
57:00 I.C.O.N.I.C.
57:23 “The astounding thing was, that after he hooked up with I company, he came back.” Annnnnd Lip’s in love.
57:49 Aw happy boys
58:09 Noooooo they’ve been through enough! I’VE BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH THIS EPISODE OK, FUCK!
58:23 Go on, my angel son, you can do it.
58:36 Go, son. I love you.
58:43 Yes. Good boy.
59:26 Aw Bull piggybacking Perco <3
1:00:23 Oh yay! The church scene!
1:00:39 Look at my angel son <3
1:00:48 Hey Lieb
1:00:54 IT’S TAB! HEY TAB!
1:01:09 Babe <3 GRANT <3
1:01:29 Ahahaha Roe, I see you strategically placed yourself where you could stare at Babe 😉
1:01:59 Only 63 men left? Oh </3
1:02:00 Ahh Joe/Charlie <3 Bill <3 We love and miss you
1:02:20 RICH <333333 I LOVE YOU RICH <3333333 GOODBYE RICH <333333333333
1:02:39 Fuck Speirs is hot
1:02:53 The flirting <3 shooting looks at each other aw
1:03:09 Boys, stop checking each other out. You’re literally in a church full of nuns, go somewhere else to expend your sexual tension, jeez.
1:03:41 Flirting via talk of Roman soldiers, I dig it
1:04:28 Oh God, guys, this bit. Other than the propensity of my angel son, compared to usual, this is the only good part of the episode, I am here for the Speirton!
               “You don’t have any idea who I’m talking about, do you?” HIS FACE IS SO SOFT
               “No, Sir.” Lip, sweetie.
               “Hell, it was you, first sergeant.”
Speirs’ is in love right back. And his continued flirting re battlefield commission GOD. The way he looks at Lip… you deserve the hottest guy in the whole show, Lip, proud of you sweetie.
1:06:48 Annnnnd everything fucking hurts.
 To summarise, I am kinda appeased by the glorious glory that is Spierton. Rich and Penk and Hoob and Renee are FINE. THEY JUST SO HAPPEN TO BE OFF-SCREEN. IT’S FINE. I’M FINE ABOUT IT.
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Prompt List
So, I decided to make an official prompt list. So, when I open requests, you can use a prompt from here, or just send me whatever you want. You can check out what I write before
1). “This is who I am, I know I’m a monster but I can’t change who I am.”
2.) “What’s a motto?” “I don’t know what’s the motto with you.”
3.) “How many fucking times do you think I’m going to let myself go through this again?”
4.) “Do you know what it’s like to go to bed every day to escape your demons only to find new ones haunting you?” 
5.) “Dude, that was crazy! I didn’t think that would work.” “Me neither.”
6.) “Are you sure I can’t punch him in the face?” “Yes“ “Damn it.”
7.) ”I don’t need your forgiveness, and I’m way past asking for your permission”
8.) “It hurts me that you can lie to me so easily. It hurts that you always lie to me. When can I have the truth? Is it too much to ask for?”
9.) “I’ve been telling her not to, it’s not my fault that she’s a prick and can’t do shit when she’s told to.”
10.) “Do you ever think about everything you’ve done in your life? How do you not hate yourself?
11.) “I’m not proud of much, but I’m proud of you.”
12.) “If you’re here, and he’s here, then who the hell is making all that ruckus in my bedroom?”
13.) “Please forgive me.”
14.) “Let her. Let her kill me. Let her hurt me. I deserve it.”
15.) “P-Please hold me.”
16.) “That is false.”
17.) “I-I can’t remember what I did yesterday or what I did today. I-I don’t know where I am.”
18.) “You were supposed to be my friend. You were supposed to be my family.”
19.) “Own up to who you are. Never let anyone shoot you down.”
20.) “As Sir Isaac Newton once said, ‘The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.”
21.) “I thought dragons came after virgins… so why aren’t they after you?”
22.) “Being insanely smart has its downs.”
23.) “You said you’ll always be there for me. You lied.”
24.) “Yes! I’m a real person! I have real people’s feelings!”
25.)  “It’s us, always and forever.”
26.) “I have to pick between the only people I’ve ever cared about, and whoever I don’t pick dies.”
27.) “Why are you always running away from me? I’m not that bad!” “You’re the devil in a white suit.”
28.) “Can we please stop this? W-We’s always fighting. I-I don’t even know what we’re fighting about.”
29.) “I hope you learned your lesson, next time I won’t be there to save your ass.” “W-What are you talking about? What do you mean you won’t be there?”
30.) “Eres un idiota.” “Did you just call me an idiot in Spanish?” “What?! I would never.”
31.) “But why does this matter? I can guarantee you that I’m never gonna use it.”
32.) “Doesn’t it bother you that we can never be normal?” “Maybe it did. But now, being different is better.” 
33.) “So, if you’re so good with kids, then where the hell is mine?” “That’s not fair.” “It’s your fault.”
34.) “I’m too tired to care.”
35.) “I don’t want to kill you. But I will. Because my family is more important. So again, leave. Now.”
36.) “Danger’s my last name!” “I thought it was (Y/L/N)?”
37.) “I-I can’t find anything of my meds. Not my anti-depressants, not my pain killers, not my anxiety meds. I-I can’t stop shaking.”
38.) “I have to write a 4-page long argumentative essay.” “Well, you are good at arguing.”
39.) “But you tried. That’s what counts. Not everything is a success.”
40.) “Ugh, it’s you again. Didn’t you die last year?” “No, that was fake.”
41.) “Don’t do that!”
42.) “You’re so stupid! I hate you and your stupid little face!”
43.) “What the hell?! You’re supposed to be taking an exam right now! What the hell are you doing here?!”
44.) “Did I stutter?”
 45.) “Let go of my pie. Now.”
46.) “You’re sneaking out, aren’t you?”
47.) “How many times must I tell you? No drinking before dark.
48.) “So, you have a metal arm? That’s exciting.”
49.) “Do you think that I’m gonna leave you? You’re stuck with me, with us forever, no matter how much you hate it.”
50.) “Uhm, am I going crazy, or do you also see that horse?”
51.) “You’re not who I thought you were. You’re better.”
52.) “Are you sure you two aren’t related?”
53.) “There are literal monsters, roaming the streets, and you’re telling me to stay calm?!”
54.) “I know this may be hard for you to believe, but there are ways to solve your problems, without violence.”
55.) “Well, I didn’t expect that.”
56.) “You look like you need a hug, kid. What’s on your mind?”
57.) “Please don’t! She’s a child!” “So what? Many children die every day, why should yours live?”
58.) “I said to blend in! Not dress like you just killed someone!”
59.) “You’re lying.” “That makes two of us
60.)” Well, this is awkward.”
61.) I uh, think I might be pregnant.”
62.) “Do you want me to kill somebody for you?”
63.) “I thought you were dead?” “Yeah, guess I was hell to put up with. Even for Hell.
64.) Prove it to me. Prove to me this world would be better without you. ‘Cuz it won’t. Let me show you how much you mean to me. To us. Just please, get down from there.”
65.) “Let me help you cook before you burn down my house.”
66.) “I’m not scared of you. You’re like a little puppy!”
67.) “I want you to come with me, not anyone else.”
68.) “Do you know each other?”
69.)   “I hate you.” “I know. But you need me.”
70.) “Isn’t it a beautiful day to create some chaos?”
71.) “I’m not drunk enough for this.”
72.) “Welcome to Vampire 101. Don’t get caught by hunters.”
73.) “Please don’t hurt them! They’ve done nothing wrong!”
74.) “I’m doing the best I can! I don’t know how to drive!”
75.) “I heard screaming, are you okay?”
76.) “Hey! Are you telling me I’m bad at my job!”
77.) “I really don’t care.”
78.) “I can’t remember. I wish I could.”
79.) “Watch your language!”
80.) “Hey, I can’t find the scissors, can we use your claws?”
81.) "Minutes. We only have minutes till it's too late.
82.) "Just be careful. I don't want a call at 3 AM from the hospital saying that you died.
83.) "What do you want?! I'm playing Mario Kart!"
84.) "There's a light at the end of the tunnel." "Yeah, it's called hellfire.
85.) "Who gives a rat's ass about Chemistry?!
86.) "Oh my god just your voice makes me wanna die!
87.) "Why the hell is there a 72-inch teddy bear on my bed?
88.) "None of us here have a life, so who the hell is texting you at 10 PM?
89.) "I just want it to end? Can't you just leave me to die?!"
90.) "Okay, he keeps giving me the evil eye."
91.) "I've been stabbed more times than days I've been alive."
92.) "Did you cut your hair?" "No, I got stabbed by a knife."
93.) "Please save me."
94.) "A shady ass mansion and 6 weird ass kids, what could go wrong?"
95.) "Oh my god they are dating! You owe me 5 bucks!"
96.) "No! There's something wrong with me, everyone always leaves me!"
97.) "Why is there a 5-year-old in your hands?"
98.) "Oh yeah, I'm pregnant."
99.) "So, I'm a witch, my dad's a hunter, and my mom's an evil coven leader. Talk about a messed up family."
100.) "You know what they say, the kindest one is the most broken one."
101.) "I've got all the time in the world for you."
102.) "I-I didn't kill him."
103.) "You're covered in blood."
104.) "Took years, but I finally have the courage to say it, I love you. Will you go out with me?"
105.) "Well, I'm never working at this coffee shop again."
106.) "I accidentally drank dish soap."
107.) "He's kinda hot."
108.) "Are you drunk? Again?"
109.) "I can feel myself, fading away."
110.) "Don't stray away from me, I love you."
111.) “It’s a hard life but I had you. And I’d never give up that.”
112.) “Don’t move! One wrong step and you’ll die!”
113.) “You are good enough. Don’t doubt yourself.”
114.) "Do you smell something burning?" "Dude, that's your hair."
115.) "I just feel so numb, a-all the time. S-So fucking numb."
116.) “He saved my life, (name). You keep saying everyone else doesn't forgive him. I know you’re the one who doesn't. Stop acting like you're the high and mighty merciful one. I’m going to find him, and you’re not gonna stop me,”
117.) "I love you, why are you pushing me away?"
118.) "Why is nothing I do good enough for you? Every time you look at me, it's like you're just staring at a steaming pile of disappointment. Why do you always think you're better than me?"
119.) "I-I know you're there. Just please let me out."
120.) "You're gonna kill me? With what, reckless driving?"
121.) I'm listening to you, I have been fucking listen to you!"
122.) "Know that you are good enough,"
123.) "I'm sorry that I was a dick. Just please, don't leave."
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Rory Gilmore time!
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1. "Nothing excites me before 11:00."
2. "I really do hate everyone today,  including myself."
3. "I  just got hit by a deer!"
4. "I  think I may have loved you, but I need to just let it go."
8. "Like, ‘Stop eating the paste’ special?"
5. "I love you, you idiot."
6. "The dress is fine. The person in it, however…"
7. "One of those moments when everything is so perfect and so wonderful that… you almost feel sad because nothing could ever be this good again."
8. "I should hate you, not miss you. Make me hate you."
9. "Says the woman/man with a Hello Kitty waffle iron."
10. "Name, I promise, the only way you could be more important to me is if you had a Kit-Kat  bar growing out of your head."
11. "No, he/she’s not, we broke up. No, oh no, I’m sorry, he/she broke up, I thought we were  just taking some time, but apparently, I’m a moron!" 
12. "I can take running  into him every day in the halls, and in the paper and the coffee cart… Oh my  god! I'm gonna have to quit drinking coffee! And I love coffee!"
13. "I think I may have loved you, but I just  need to let it go. So, that's it, I guess. Um, I hope you're good. I want you  to be good, and, um, okay, so, goodbye."
14. "Did you do something slutty?"
15. "I'll eat to that."
16. "Oh my god, he kissed me." 
17. "Are you ever gonna ask me out? You flirt with me. You act like you like me."
18. "That okay, there's nothing to see. Name1's in a Speedo, Name2's in a skirt, Name3's in assless chaps." "Oh my God, stop! I'm never gonna be able to close my eyes again."
19. "Hey, I have an idea! Why don't you just pretend we did and go around acting really immature. Oh wait..."
20. "We need perspective." "We need therapy."
21. "What do you mean what am I doing? I'm ranting! You should recognize it, I learned it from you."
22. "You'll find someone else." "What if there is no one else?" "Then you'll get some cats."
23. "So you mean someone broke into our house, went past our TV, our stereo and our jewelry, then headed straight for the booster club cashbox, took $18 and left the rest?"
24. "They haven't had any cocktails yet." "Really?" "Oh yeah, when they start having cocktails we're gonna have to hide you."
25. "Hey, I haven't been dressed by a bird since I was two."
26. "Oh my God, just eat the burger already!"
27. "You need to start napping in the afternoons."
28. "Would you really feel guilty?"
29. "Which means you lied about why you came over."
30. "You're squirming. I've never seen you squirm. It's entertaining."
31. "But then you guys talked and eventually, time went by, and now you love him."
32. "Please, don't walk away like that!"
33. "Name, how much do you like this girl/boy?" "Do what you gotta do, Name."
34. "Hey, I got your note." "Yeah, well, putting it in the mallomars was a pretty safe bet."
35.*Rory, holding burger with two hands, puts her pinky up.* "Being a lady is hard."
36. "There's more of them!" "Name, the flowers on the wallpaper are not growing or reproducing."
37. "Okay, our house is burning down, and you can save the cake or me. What do you choose?"
38. "I need you to be serious here." "You're wearing a newspaper on your head and you want me to be serious?"
39. "I have multiple personalities, it might be one of me."
40. "My sister recognized you from the pictures in my box." "In what box?" "The box of stuff I have of us. Pictures and letters and everything I got from you." "You have a Name box?"
41. "Don't take this the wrong way, but get out."
42. "Just making an observation." "Great. We'll build a dome over you and jam a telescope in your head."
43. "You can't just say a normal sentence right? Just 'Hey, lets talk' is too dull for you?"
44. "So, what time does the judgmental express arrive?" "Grandma gets here at noon."
45. "You whine, you complain, you act like a child." "I do not." "I had to pay you five bucks once so you wouldn't go in sweats."
46. "Ladies and gentlemen, the drama king and queen of *Place*."
47. "What, are you afraid?" "Of going into a strange city with two guys I don't know? Yeah!"
48. "I want a pet." "You have me!"
49. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
50. "Do you have any idea how many people you've hurt? What is wrong with you? Forget it, I wouldn't expect you to understand."
51. "How many languages can you say "none of your business" in?"
52. "You did not." "I did too!" "You did not, because you are not stupid! Slimey and weasily yes, but stupid no."
53. "Nothing happened! We fell asleep!"
54. "I got kissed! And I shoplifted!"
55. "The cops shut down an eight year old's birthday party?" "And arrested the clown."
56. "Name! Who's your friend?" "I don't know, but this is Name."
57. "And just what is wrong with you? You already have everything! What the hell is wrong with you that you have this constant need to be the biggest jerk in the entire world?"
58. "Would you like me to drive so you can continue your diatribe?"
59. "It's not that bad." "Do you want a mirror?" "I'm taking it off."
60. "You're feeling pretty good about yourself right now, aren't you?"
61. "You're happy." "Yeah." "Did you do something slutty?"
62. "A little nervous breakdown can really work wonders for a girl/boy."
63. "Did you hear what she called us? 'Adorable.' She called us an adorable couple."
64. "God! You are like a pop-up book from hell!"
65. "Why doesn't he like me?" *Crying on the floor.*
66. "Can't you shut up for five seconds? Thank you."
67. "I cannot do this alone."
68. "I'm madly in love with you." "Well, good luck with that."
69. "Why did you come here?" "Because you didn't say goodbye."
70. *Hangover.* "Ugh, I need a taco."
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1). “This is who I am, I know I’m a monster but I can’t change who I am.”
2.) “What’s a motto?” “I don’t know what’s the motto with you.”
3.) “How many fucking times do you think I’m going to let myself go through this again?”
4.) “Do you know what it’s like to go to bed every day to escape your demons only to find new ones haunting you?” 
5.) “Dude, that was crazy! I didn’t think that would work.” “Me neither.”
6.) “Are you sure I can’t punch him in the face?” “Yes“ “Damn it.”
7.) ”I don’t need your forgiveness, and I’m way past asking for your permission”
8.) “It hurts me that you can lie to me so easily. It hurts that you always lie to me. When can I have the truth? Is it too much to ask for?”
9.) “I’ve been telling her not to, it’s not my fault that she’s a prick and can’t do shit when she’s told to.”
10.) “Do you ever think about everything you’ve done in your life? How do you not hate yourself?
11.) “I’m not proud of much, but I’m proud of you.”
12.) “If you’re here, and he’s here, then who the hell is making all that ruckus in my bedroom?”
13.) “Please forgive me.”
14.) “Let her. Let her kill me. Let her hurt me. I deserve it.”
15.) “P-Please hold me.”
16.) “That is false.”
17.) “I-I can’t remember what I did yesterday or what I did today. I-I don’t know where I am.”
18.) “You were supposed to be my friend. You were supposed to be my family.”
19.) “Own up to who you are. Never let anyone shoot you down.”
20.) “As Sir Isaac Newton once said, ‘The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.”
21.) “I thought dragons came after virgins… so why aren’t they after you?”
22.) “Being insanely smart has its downs.”
23.) “You said you’ll always be there for me. You lied.”
24.) “Yes! I’m a real person! I have real people’s feelings!”
25.)  “It’s us, always and forever.”
26.) “I have to pick between the only people I’ve ever cared about, and whoever I don’t pick dies.”
27.) “Why are you always running away from me? I’m not that bad!” “You’re the devil in a white suit.”
28.) “Can we please stop this? W-We’re always fighting. I-I don’t even know what we’re fighting about.”
29.) “I hope you learned your lesson, next time I won’t be there to save your ass.” “W-What are you talking about? What do you mean you won’t be there?”
30.) “Eres un idiota.” “Did you just call me an idiot in Spanish?” “What?! I would never.”
31.) “But why does this matter? I can guarantee you that I’m never gonna use it.”
32.) “Doesn’t it bother you that we can never be normal?” “Maybe it did. But now, being different is better.” 
33.) “So, if you’re so good with kids, then where the hell is mine?” “That’s not fair.” “It’s your fault.”
34.) “I’m too tired to care.”
35.) “I don’t want to kill you. But I will. Because my family is more important. So again, leave. Now.”
36.) “Danger’s my last name!” “I thought it was (Y/L/N)?”
37.) “I-I can’t find anything of my meds. Not my anti-depressants, not my pain killers, not my anxiety meds. I-I can’t stop shaking.”
38.) “I have to write a 4-page long argumentative essay.” “Well, you are good at arguing.”
39.) “But you tried. That’s what counts. Not everything is a success.”
40.) “Ugh, it’s you again. Didn’t you die last year?” “No, that was fake.”
41.) “Don’t do that!”
42.) “You’re so stupid! I hate you and your stupid little face!”
43.) “What the hell?! You’re supposed to be taking an exam right now! What the hell are you doing here?!”
44.) “Did I stutter?”
 45.) “Let go of my pie. Now.”
46.) “You’re sneaking out, aren’t you?”
47.) “How many times must I tell you? No drinking before dark.
48.) “So, you have a metal arm? That’s exciting.”
49.) “Do you think that I’m gonna leave you? You’re stuck with me, with us forever, no matter how much you hate it.”
50.) “Uhm, am I going crazy, or do you also see that horse?”
51.) “You’re not who I thought you were. You’re better.”
52.) “Are you sure you two aren’t related?”
53.) “There are literal monsters, roaming the streets, and you’re telling me to stay calm?!”
54.) “I know this may be hard for you to believe, but there are ways to solve your problems, without violence.”
55.) “Well, I didn’t expect that.”
56.) “You look like you need a hug, kid. What’s on your mind?”
57.) “Please don’t! She’s a child!” “So what? Many children die every day, why should yours live?”
58.) “I said to blend in! Not dress like you just killed someone!”
59.) “You’re lying.” “That makes two of us
60.)” Well, this is awkward.”
61.) I uh, think I might be pregnant.”
62.) “Do you want me to kill somebody for you?”
63.) “I thought you were dead?” “Yeah, guess I was hell to put up with. Even for Hell.
64.) Prove it to me. Prove to me this world would be better without you. ‘Cuz it won’t. Let me show you how much you mean to me. To us. Just please, get down from there.”
65.) “Let me help you cook before you burn down my house.”
66.) “I’m not scared of you. You’re like a little puppy!”
67.) “I want you to come with me, not anyone else.”
68.) “Do you know each other?”
69.)   “I hate you.” “I know. But you need me.”
70.) “Isn’t it a beautiful day to create some chaos?”
71.) “I’m not drunk enough for this.”
72.) “Welcome to Vampire 101. Don’t get caught by hunters.”
73.) “Please don’t hurt them! They’ve done nothing wrong!”
74.) “I’m doing the best I can! I don’t know how to drive!”
75.) “I heard screaming, are you okay?”
76.) “Hey! Are you telling me I’m bad at my job!”
77.) “I really don’t care.”
78.) “I can’t remember. I wish I could.”
79.) “Watch your language!”
80.) “Hey, I can’t find the scissors, can we use your claws?”
81.) "Minutes. We only have minutes till it's too late.
82.) "Just be careful. I don't want a call at 3 AM from the hospital saying that you died.
83.) "What do you want?! I'm playing Mario Kart!"
84.) "There's a light at the end of the tunnel." "Yeah, it's called hellfire.
85.) "Who gives a rat's ass about Chemistry?!
86.) "Oh my god just your voice makes me wanna die!
87.) "Why the hell is there a 72-inch teddy bear on my bed?
88.) "None of us here have a life, so who the hell is texting you at 10 PM?
89.) "I just want it to end? Can't you just leave me to die?!"
90.) "Okay, he keeps giving me the evil eye."
91.) "I've been stabbed more times than days I've been alive."
92.) "Did you cut your hair?" "No, I got stabbed by a knife."
93.) "Please save me."
94.) "A shady ass mansion and 6 weird ass kids, what could go wrong?"
95.) "Oh my god they are dating! You owe me 5 bucks!"
96.) "No! There's something wrong with me, everyone always leaves me!"
97.) "Why is there a 5-year-old in your hands?"
98.) "Oh yeah, I'm pregnant."
99.) "So, I'm a witch, my dad's a hunter, and my mom's an evil coven leader. Talk about a messed up family."
100.) "You know what they say, the kindest one is the most broken one."
101.) "I've got all the time in the world for you."
102.) "I-I didn't kill him."
103.) "You're covered in blood."
104.) "Took years, but I finally have the courage to say it, I love you. Will you go out with me?"
105.) "Well, I'm never working at this coffee shop again."
106.) "I accidentally drank dish soap."
107.) "He's kinda hot."
108.) "Are you drunk? Again?"
109.) "I can feel myself, fading away."
110.) "Don't stray away from me, I love you."
111.) “It’s a hard life but I had you. And I’d never give up that.”
112.) “Don’t move! One wrong step and you’ll die!”
113.) “You are good enough. Don’t doubt yourself.”
114.) "Do you smell something burning?" "Dude, that's your hair,"
115.) "I just feel so numb, a-all the time. S-So fucking numb."
116.) “He saved my life, (name). You keep saying everyone else doesn't forgive him. I know you’re the one who doesn't. Stop acting like you're the high and mighty merciful one. I’m going to find him, and you’re not gonna stop me,”
117.) "I love you, why are you pushing me away?"
118.) "Why is nothing I do good enough for you? Every time you look at me, it's like you're just staring at a steaming pile of disappointment. Why do you always think you're better than me?"
119.) "I-I know you're there. Just please let me out."
120.) "You're gonna kill me? With what, reckless driving?"
121.) "I'm listening to you, I have been fucking listening to you!"
122.) "Know that you are good enough."
123.) "I'm sorry that I was a dick. Just please, don't leave."
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Time to Barn Hard
Here we go... With under 24 hours until the kickoff of Auburn’s 2020 season, the luminaries here at College & Magnolia offer their sage opinions on what Tiger fans will see tomorrow afternoon. Most of us see a close contest destined to give us that all too familiar fall Saturday heartburn but there are a few brave souls who are prepared to barn hard no matter what.
Auburn (-7.5) vs Kentucky (O/U 49.5)
2019 Auburn fans won’t recognize 2020 Auburn. Bo Nix is going to take a huge leap forward. His receivers are healthy for game one. Our fearless leader has finally found someone he trusts enough to manage playcalling duties. The defense will reload with All-Conference (and maybe All-American) talent. A talented (and deep!) group of hard-hitting running backs. Pre-season optimism has overwhelmed pre-game jitters for me. Look for Chad Morris to show off all his weapons Saturday. He has a tendency to put up a lot of points in his first game at a new school. Brace yourselves, Wildcats. Let’s barn hard, yall.
Auburn 48
Kentucky 14
-Josh Dub
I was talking with a friend of my wife’s the other day and she asked how I thought Auburn would do. I was raised by an old school Auburn fan who taught me to sandbag and say that we were just hoping that everyone buckled their chin straps correctly and that they just had fun out there. That was met with my wife telling her, I always do this. I responded by saying that I just lower the bar so that, when they win by 40 in a game I don’t expect, I get the rush of being a kid again and genuinely happy when Auburn wins.
That said! HERE WE GO!
Auburn has got stars everywhere on the outside and in the backfield but a bunch of green horns on the starting line on offense, so IF Chad Morris (or Gus if he is still calling the plays) can use quick screens and....this route called a slant...to hide the fact that the Auburn offensive line will look a lot like the French army circa 1938, then they might buy a few chances for Anders to kick some field goals.
On defense, you don’t lose D Brown and Marlon and get better. You probably don’t maintain the production you had last year on the D-Line. You can get back there, but that takes time and experience. That said, I am a bit more bullish on the defense as a whole. There is a ton of talent to go around on the line and the secondary and the Linebackers may be the best in the conference. Once again, the defense will keep Auburn in every game for the most part. And that new line will be tested against a really well coached, running offense that Kentucky brings to the Plains.
I love what Mark Stoops has been able to build in Lexington, and sort of done what Matt Campbell has done at Iowa State, that team you just don’t want to see cause they are scrappy and will take advantage of your mistakes. On the betting lines, I am staying away from this one with spendy cashy monies but with fakey non-existant moneies, I love the Cats getting a touchdown and a hook because I see this one being in the 3-4 range with Auburn probably winning, just based on history and going with my heart, but I could totally see Kentucky pulling this off as well.
Gimme Auburn over Kentucky 27-24 and the defense had to get a late stop to seal this one away. Nothing like a late missed FG to start that stomach ulcer.
(betting pick: UK and the points, Over at 51)
-Drew Mac
Auburn *should* win this game. Auburn *should* have the talent advantage. But hey, this is 2020. Who knows what havoc Covid will have wrought on install for any given team.
That being said, I trust Bo Nix’s development as a true sophomore. I think this Auburn team, while still going through some growing pains, will finally start to hit on explosive plays with a veteran WR corps. This Kentucky defense is not the one that one 10 games two years ago.
The only way things go sideways is if the retooled defensive line can’t stop the Kentucky ground game, which is an extremely valid concern. The Wildcats have three returning backs who combined for 1,900 yards and 18 TDs while sharing the spotlight with Lynn Bowden Jr last year, and Terry Wilson is no slouch. I think the Auburn linebackers are going to have to earn their keep as best LB group in the SEC here in week 1.
Auburn takes this one with some big plays through the air and a defense that bucks up in the second half. 27-13 Auburn.
-Ryan Sterritt
I’m a huge proponent of playing a patsy in week 1. In a normal season fall camp doesn’t really give a complete picture of how an offensive line communicates in real time, how well the quarterback has his timing down with his receivers, if the tailback has fumbling problems, mike linebacker being able to switch the defensive alignment based on tendencies, etc. etc. But if you can’t play a patsy I’m a huge proponent of playing a top 10 team who will keep you engaged without distractions leading up to kickoff and will tell you so much about where you can go from here. What you don’t want is a trap game in week 1.
Folks what we have here is a trap game in week 1.
We’re 14 points better than Kentucky. I genuinely believe that. Talent wise and coaching we’re at least 2 scores better than this football team at home. And it does not matter one bit thanks to COVID.
I am so concerned over what we’re going to look like out there considering how many guys were held out at various points of our extended fall camp thanks to COVID. Which wouldn’t be as big of a deal in a normal year, even though it would still be a big deal, but OH YEAH WE HAD NO SPRING PRACTICE. So in keeping with my tradition of being absolutely God awful at Barnin’ Hard, this tiger ain’t changing his stripes for this one.
Keys to victory:
- Stop a Kentucky ground attack with a defensive line that is fully capable of plugging the gaps and have your linebackers make plays in space. This will only work if our corners, who will be in a lot of one on one situations, make plays. Jaylin Simpson is the guy that will get picked on, and this is a fine opportunity for the redshirt freshman to get thrown into the deep end to see if he’ll sink or swim in his first meaningful snaps. If he can hold his own, we’re in good shape.
- Establish an intermediate passing attack early in this game. Keep their defense off balance early on the offensive script and allow Bo Nix and an offensive line that will struggle but has a higher ceiling than that of the last 2 seasons gain some confidence early.
- Get the fastest player in all of college football 10 touches/targets for the day. This one may appear in all 10 entries of “Keys to Victory” for our schedule this year. Scheme to get Anthony Schwartz the ball in multiple ways. And then scheme off of it to get other players in positions to be in favorable coverages.
- Rotate your running backs in a way that makes sense instead of giving the “guy with the hot hand” 25 carries. This running back room is deeper and more talented than it has been since the healthy parts of 2016/2017 for Pettway and KJ. Give these guys a chance to punish Kentucky’s defense with fresh legs for 4 quarters. Make them hate playing us.
- Oh, and finally, get some sound sleep and show up alert for an 11 AM kickoff. I don’t need to explain to any of you why this is obviously something we should all worry over.
All in all I think being at home does matter, despite 20,000 people in the stands. Traveling in these uncertain times has to account for something, right?
Auburn 27 Kentucky 21
-Josh Black
If the first few weeks of football are any indication, I’m expecting some low scoring sloppy games on Saturday. And while Auburn’s rivals have essentially “warmup games” to start their season, Auburn will play another ranked opponent in Week 1. That’s JABA right?
Anyways, I’m really excited to see this group of Running Backs led by Captain Shaun Shivers this season. I’m really excited to see Shaun get the opportunity to start and it’ll be interesting to see how many carries he and the rest of the RBs get on Saturday. This is an experienced receiving corps too led by Seth Williams, “Flash” Anthony Schwartz and veteran Eli Stove.
The biggest question to me (other than the offensive line) will be the defensive line as it’s hard replacing Derrick Brown and Marlon Davidson. And we can all hope for better O-Line play this season and a more mature Bo Nix as he enters Year 2 as the starting QB.
As I said earlier, I’m thinking this is a low-scoring game and I’m a bit concerned about this one, with the 11AM kick and all but I’ll take Auburn in a close one.
Auburn 17 Kentucky 14
-Will McLaughlin
I firmly believe Auburn has a significant talent advantage at the skill positions in this matchup. Yes the Cats have an athletic QB, a strong stable of backs, intriguing WRs and a surprisingly good secondary but across the board I’ll take Auburn. However, it won’t matter if the Tigers lose the line of scrimmage battle which is way more likely than any of us wanna imagine.
As you have probably read, heard, seen by now, Kentucky has one of the best offensive lines in the country. This isn’t a group made up of 3-star kids with heart. Left tackle Landon Young was a 5-star recruit. Center Drake Jackson was a 4-star ranked as a top 150 player. Future NFLer Darian Kinnard was a 4-star recruit as well. This is both an experienced AND talented front who enjoy physically beating the hell out of their opponents. Everyone in the world knew that a run play was likely coming last fall and it rarely mattered. While I trust Rodney Garner & Kevin Steele to rebuild this front 4 for the Tigers, I am concerned about them being ready to go week 1. Even with Derrick Brown and Marlon Davidson last year, Oregon pushed around the Tigers for one half. This UK OL is of the same calibre and it wouldn’t shock me if they came out the gate with similar success.
Then there’s the other side of the ball where the UK return plenty of experience of a solid front 7. However, they were actually pretty porous against the run last fall allowing over 5 yards a carry against SEC competition. The problem is I am not sure if Auburn is ready to take advantage. In most years, when I see a defense susceptible to the run, I expect an AU victory that borders on dominant. I just don’t know if the Tigers though will be ready to go on Saturday.
That’s why Anders Carlson will be the x-factor. I think Auburn’s offense will look disjointed but generate enough explosive plays to get into UK territory consistently. They don’t put the ball in the end zone as much as we would like but Anders knocks through 4 big kicks. The defense rebounds from a rough first quarter to limit the UK offense to only 2 touchdowns on the day. Auburn recovers a late onside kick to escape with a hard won victory.
Auburn 26 Kentucky 20
-AU Nerd
Auburn at 11am.
Auburn in season openers.
Auburn as favorites vs hungry teams.
Yuck. I am finding it hard to Barn as hard...——record scratch—-
(The boys are back in town starts playing)
Just kidding!
The Boys are back!
Guys we are gonna kill em.
Auburn 34- Kats 24
-Son of Crow
Most of the time I have some idea of what to expect. There’s a gut feeling, an inkling, an intuition. Even days when I publicly avow a big win, and we end up losing, I realize that I knew it deep in my soul. This time, I have nothing. I guess that’s what 2020 will do to a man. I can’t pick this game with my heart or my gut, so I have to go with the limited knowledge that we’ve been able to glean from the practice fields. Somehow, Gus has kept it tighter than usual this season. He’s keeping spies, leaks, and COVID out of the fold.
It’s not a big secret that Auburn’s level of talent is superior across the board, but Kentucky might have the mix of experience to go along with its skill to make this a very scary opening contest. We’ve heard that the Wildcats’ lines are both going to be solid, and that gives us a flashback of what the Oregon offense was able to do for about a half last year in Arlington. Auburn can’t afford a slow start on Saturday, because we’ll be breaking in a new offensive line. Now, that might not be the worst thing in the world — our line last year was nothing much to write home about — but they started to get better down the stretch. That said, this year’s group might be more maulers than linemen. Sometimes you just need some dudes being guys up front to push people around. We might have that, thus the run game could come to life with a much more talented group in the backfield. Not to mention, Bo Nix’s sophomore development with a true quarterback coach could be something unparalleled.
Kentucky will give us a fight, but there’s no way I’m picking us to lose this game. It’ll probably be close, and uncomfortably so for a while I’d wager. Still, the home “crowd” and the overall talent win out in the end. I think someone else mentioned Anders Carlson being a weapon in this one, and I agree. I think he hits 3 kicks and Auburn scores 3 touchdowns. Tigers 30-21.
-Jack Condon
In our preseason predictions I pegged this as one of the three games that Auburn could lose, and had it at the top of my list as the one I’m most worried about. That may seem weird, but we really just have no clue how any team, including our own is going to look on Saturday. We’ve all seen how bad some of these other teams already playing have looked, and I guess people think that there’s no way their own team could look that bad, but I’m not so sure. That said, I believe this Auburn team has all the components necessary to be better than last season and thus easily handle a Kentucky team that is, well they’re Kentucky. The new look offense should give an older, more seasoned Bo Nix a chance to throw some higher percentage passes, we have an SEC caliber stable of running backs for the first time in a couple of seasons, and presumably a fully healthy group of receivers. The new-look offensive line doesn’t concern me at all, because, well, I’ve lived through the last two seasons. At this point Kevin Steele and co. have earned my utmost confidence that the defense will pick up right where they left off.
Tigers 37 - Cats 12
-AU Chief
Man alive I wish I wasn’t so worried about this. Kentucky is well coached. They know what they are, and they don’t try to do things outside their comfort zone. Their strengths could cause problems for us. And yet, Auburn has more talent. 2020 is going to be a weird year, but I think having better athletes is going to win out more often than not, because teams are going to have to keep things simple. I like everything I’m hearing out of fall camp. I still don’t know about that line though. I could see a backdoor cover for UK where Auburn has to recover an onside kick to clinch things. I could see a front door cover for Auburn putting the game away late. I’ll stay on the safe side.
Auburn 24
Kentucky 17
(Auburn wins, UK covers; under)
-James Jones
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Viridescent Odium: Ch.4
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Viridescent Odium MASTERLIST
Bucky Barnes x Plus!Size Reader SKRULL
Warnings: Violence, hatred, blood & chocolate
A/N: Ok, wow don’t know what went wrong in this chapter, I had hoped for cuddly but… wow. You really will hate Steve after this.
Words: +2,800
“Barnes.... is this sh.....,” Y/N began, looking down at the twins that hugged to thick thighs afraid to touch them, a panicking brunet cutting her off.
“NO! It’s chocolate syrup,” he hinted to the counter where 2, 48 oz bottles sat squished flat, the Skrull letting out a sigh of relief.
“Ok. What do you want me to do?”
“Um. I really don’t know. They climbed on the counter & got them out of the cabinet. I swear I only stepped into their room to get them clothes to take a bath & came back to this shi.... chocolate storm,” Bucky corrected himself quickly, the twins rubbing chocolate all over Y/N who looked to be taking it in stride.
“Ok. How about you get the twins cleaned up. Point me in the direction of the towels & cleaning supplies & I will take care of this out here till you can get them cleaned & I suspect early to bed,” Y/N smiled at the soldier who let out a sigh of relief.
“Good idea. Rags & everything needed is in the little pantry that has a child lock,” Bucky explained hinting to the small pantry next to the entry way, coming forward to collect the twins who continued to scream green but went to Bucky as Y/N picked them up without fear of becoming sticky to hand them to their father who was obviously trying to keep it together.
“Calm down Barnes,” Y/N reassured the stressed-out father who was jittering with nerves as he took the twins in his own sticky arms.
“Please doll call me Bucky,” he pleaded, holding her gaze, relieved that is wasn’t cold like it had been all day.
“Alright Bucky. Just get them cleaned up & I will start…. Somewhere,” Y/N making a face at the chaos of chocolate that coated the hardwoods & the sides & back of leather couch.
“Thanks doll,” he spoke taking the twins but stopping to look over the beautiful creature that stood before him.
“You better....,” Y/N began hinting to the squiggly creatures he held to.
“Yeah. After I put them to bed I have an idea on what we should do,” Bucky spoke over his shoulder innocently nothing to read into as each started about their assigned task.
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9 am, both soldiers finally able to settle down on a couch that was clean but covered in blankets because of the wet spots that coated it. Bucky bringing over 2 rock glasses to place on the clean coffee table along with a metal flask that had a Viking warship on it.
“Mead, from Thor,” he explained, “only thing that gives me a buzz.”
Y/N reaching out to take the glass he gave her, giving a polite smile as he turned on the tv & flipping to the Netflix screen.
“What would you like to watch,” he began, going to the movie screen that had his name on it.
“You can watch what you want, I need to head to my room. I don’t want to….,” the skrull spoke, taking a drink of her mead to make a face at how strong it was.
“Y/N... Fuck Steve. Sit here & watch a movie with me, that’s all I’m asking,” Bucky began, taking her by surprise that he had just cursed Steve so hatefully, but sure to hold her gaze.
“Ok,” Y/N sighed, she really did want to enjoy the soldiers company, it had been a long time since having someone other than Carol or delegates to speak with, settling back into the couch for Bucky to look at her from the other arm.
“This only works if you sit next to me Y/N,” he hinted, throwing flesh arm in the back of the couch & hinting she move closer.
“It’s not.... I’m fine right here Bucky. Let’s watch pirates of the Caribbean, I haven’t seen the last one,” she admitted sipping the mead, cuddling into the opposite arm while Bucky put the movie on before throwing the remote on the coffee table with a sigh & scooting to the middle of the couch to be next to Y/N.
“Come here doll. It’s ok, I’m not going to try any funny business or do anything that will get you in trouble,” the brunette hinted holding his arm out for her to fall into his side.
The Skrull looking the brunet over, knowing what he wanted, a companion, it was easy to scent he was attracted to her, but he was going slow. The soldier still ached at the loss of their mother but felt ready, his soul felt ready & for some reason it latched onto Y/N with a passion that he couldn’t describe along with the urge to protect & love her.
“No funny business,” the skrull reassured, watching him close.
“Cross my heart & let me worry about the others,” Bucky smiled.
With a quiet sigh, Y/N held to the rock glass to settle gently into Bucky’ side, cursing herself for being soft hearted with the metal armed soldier and his brood. This was heartache, stomach twisting at the thoughts of what will happen if & when the team, or more importantly Steve, find out that she was there & had contact with the twins.
Bucky filling a shiver as Y/N laid heavily into his side, looking down to watch her sip the mead & snuggle into toned side for warmth. Reaching to the back of the couch to pull one of the blankets over green skin so she could get warm.
“Thanks,” she spoke, taking a swig this time, relaxing to lay ebony head on toned shoulder, absentmindedly resting the rock glass on his clothed thigh & never realizing he smiled at her.
“No problem,” he murmured, sleep in his voice, Y/N curling closer, making it easy to catch the rock glass before it dumped into his lap, the green skinned woman falling asleep before the first few minutes of the movie.
“Easy doll,” he murmured, sitting up to place the glasses on the table, careful not to wake her while pulling Y/N to the arm of the couch, stirring slightly, but thankful she only snuggled in closer.
Though it wasn’t much longer, Bucky joined her, both passed out on the couch, Y/N finally wrapping bear arms around a toned midriff that was warm compared to the cold loneliness she had grown accustom to on the various spacecrafts she & Carol stayed. Bucky’ scent was heavenly compared to the usual smell of grease & cleaning agents that accompanied her gear that was beginning to dissipate to take on the scents around the compound.
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Thankfully the two rested well for the first time in a while, not waking till the next morning when the twins came springing into the sitting area once more screaming green when they realized Y/N laid on their dad asleep, arms curled around each other.
The sudden waking making the two jolt up right, making apologies to each other as it was obvious both jittered from the sudden awakening, but the two doing their best to deal with the excited twins who crawled into their laps chanting for SpongeBob.
“Breakfast,” Bucky offered Y/N who held to the little girl that bounced on her lap before setting back into thick body, obviously Sara was still sleep as she curled into the skrull’ lap for Bucky to smile at her.
“What? Don’t we have a meeting or something… what….,” Y/N spoke making sure the little girl was covered in the blanket, it may be spring, but mornings were still cool.
“It looks good on you doll,” Bucky laughed sitting the little boy next to Y/N, James snuggling in next to them before Y/N could protest.
“We have a meeting at 11,” Y/N spoke over her shoulder to the soldier who was already in the kitchen, rattling around the pans & dishes.
“Don’t worry about it Y/N, it's only 7 am &….,” he began, a knock cutting him off.
“Oh, fuck me….,” Bucky breathed, Steve, he was coming to get him for a morning run & Natasha was to sit with the twins till they got back.
Y/N glanced worriedly over the couch, watching the metal armed soldier close while the two toddlers bounced to the music.
“Y/N,” little Sara chirped up at the green woman, making Y/N turn attention back to the little toddler that had moved around in her lap to look into red eyes, little hands reaching up to touch over purple marks & pointed ears.
“That’s right sweetheart,” Y/N smiled, the little girl dipping down to look into her mouth when she spotted the fangs, the little girl opening her own so that Y/N would do the same, the skrull humoring the 2 year old.
With a giggle the little toddler slid back into her lap to watch the cartoon, Y/N looking back to the door, listening intently.
“Come-on Buck,” Steve began with a smile, quick to note he stepped out & shut the door before he could ever get a look into the room.
“Go on without me. I think I'm going to stay in with the twins, they made a hell of a mess last night,” Bucky began as Natasha walked up, the brunet moving quick to keep her from going into the room.
“What’s going on Buck,” Steve began, looking down the hall to Y/N’ room, then back to Bucky.
“Oh god, Bucky….,” Steve began looking at his friend in disbelief.
“I called her to come help me last night & we fell asleep on the couch! My god Steve! It's not like we are fucking teenagers, were grown adults! I know how to take care of myself & so does she…..,” Bucky began, Natasha forcing Bucky back to head into the room, the toddlers spotting Natasha & taking off for her.
Y/N knew the drill, knew what this was, no one wanted a war skrull around children, to unpredictable. With a polite smile, Y/N smoothed fuzzed hair & started out the door.
“Maybe you should wait,” Natasha admitted to Y/N, hinting to the door that clicked shut, the two soldiers on the other side getting louder.
“Goddamn it Steve! You of all…. Fuck! You know what… if it's that big of a deal I will go find me a place off base! How’s that you fucking douche bag! You think that seeing enough discrimination in the 40’s would make you a little more understanding,” Bucky snarled, the door opening for Y/N to slip out & make her way quietly to her room.
“You..,” Steve blurted out, pushing around Bucky to let her have a piece of his mind, color fading from green face as it was apparent this time she couldn’t hold back her own rage.
“WHAT! I didn’t come here at Carol’ urging to have my fucking ass reamed every time I spoke to the wrong goddamned person or because I don’t stay put & out of the fucking way! I was told that everyone would be understanding,” Y/N snarled, showing fangs, a fire igniting in her veins that didn’t want to calm as got into Steve’ face, Bucky quick to hold her to him, but shocked when Steve pushed him back to let her get in his face.
“No Buck, let the skrull…,” was all the blonde got out before a metal fist knocked him on his ass.
She was speechless, shocked as the Winter soldier, not Bucky went for Steve, it was unnerving that she brought that out of him & though she wanted to see Steve’ ass handed to him, she couldn’t allow Bucky to ruin the partnership the two had. Moving quick to grab the metal arm, wrapping smooth green arms around it to stop Bucky from continuing the fight. The two super soldiers swinging & flesh making contact to green lips to knock Y/N off balance, a look of horror in the blondes eyes that he struck her & not Bucky.
“Son of a bitch…,” Y/N breathed thorough bloody lips, jerking Bucky back to deck Steve herself.
Bucky grabbing Y/N quick to pull her away, shaky hands going to green face to make her pause, so he could look at the bright crimson that was coating green chin. Not green or whatever color a skrull was to bleed, but bright red that struck out against pale green flesh.
Tear rimmed eyes meeting stormy blue eyes that begged an apology, gaze shooting to behind Bucky as Steve stood to shaky feet, blood pouring from split cheek & mouth. Looking at the two & watching Y/N’ features go cold as she looked back to Bucky.
“You bleed red,” Steve croaked out, guts twisting that he had hit an unintended target of his fist, making him finally fill like the piece of shit he was at the discovery Y/N wasn’t what he perceived.
“Of course I fucking bleed red, I told you! I’m a goddamned half breed,” Y/N snapped.
Gently she pulled away from Bucky & started to her room, anxious soldiers on her heels pleading for her to stop to talk. The words she was about to spout making her heart ache & throb as she spun at the door to her room.
“When I'm don’t here I will return to the space station, so best we hurry up & get on with it so I can go be to my fucking self,” Y/N snapped, taking them off guard at the viciousness of the statement, Bucky paling at the admittance while Steve stood bleeding like an idiot, a tear slipping from ruby eye.
“Doll, you don’t mean that….,” Bucky tried, but the look Y/N shot told him to hush.
“It's best for us all, especially….,” Y/N tried to say James & Sara but was afraid the dam would break so she settled for hurrying into her room.
Quick to find her cell phone to contact Carol, there was no hiding it any longer. Swallowing the lump as the phone linked up with the needed satellites, the familiar voice of her longtime friend answering happily.
“So, you & Barnes,” the bubbly blonde began before Y/N cut her off.
“No. Is there a spot open on the ravagers ship, the one that Kraglin is piloting,” Y/N began coldly.
“No, it was filled a few days ago I think. Y/N? What’s wrong,” Carol tried once more, she knew this tone.
“What about Stakar? He still making contact…,” Y/N spoke taking a pause to wipe the blood from green lips before it dripped down onto & on the tank top.
“Ok, Y/N stop! What happened, just tell me…,” Carol commanded, knowing all too well that something was wrong.
“I'm not wanted here Carol, none of them want me here. I'm going to finish the mission & go …somewhere. So, if you want contact Stakar I will,” Y/N spoke eerily calm, letting the war skrull take over as she stepped into the bathroom to find a towel then back to the kitchenette for ice.
“Y/N just stop with the whole skrull act, I know better. Either tell me who or I will contact Fury…,” Carol began as Y/N wrapped ice in the towel to place to swelling lips that still poured blood.
“Rogers,” Y/N spoke finally, leaning against the counter, letting heart ache take her for a second, before allowing the skrull to harden it once more.
“Ill take care of it…,” was all Carol said as she hung up, Y/N pulling the phone from her ear to utter “oh shit.”
Jolting when the door slammed open, expecting one of the Avengers to be stepping in to take her ass out for taking down Steve with the punch, breath catching when Bucky paused just beyond the counter to turn to her. Concerned gaze boring into ruby orbs as he made quick strides to her, metal hand pulling the rag away while flesh hand went to clammy cheek to look over bloody lips, realizing that it was her fangs that had busted the flesh.
“I think this needs stitches sweetheart,” he ventured, relieved when he met an emotional gaze watching the skrull swallow thickly, obvious she was having an inner battle that he understood all too well.
“I know, I was about to walk to med bay,” Y/N began, sitting the cell on the counter, taking a deep breath.
“Don’t…. just stay… ok? One last chance to make it right? At least till Carol comes down to kick Steve’ ass? I know you called her doll, just one last chance….,” Bucky bargained with Y/N who took in a deep breath trying to clear her mind.
“I’ll consider it,” she admitted, allowing him to lead her out of the room, arm around tired shoulders to direct her down the silent hall to the lift to head down to med bay.
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untitled spencer fluff pt 2
Pairing: Spencer x Reader
Plot: untitled spencer fluff part 2 requested by @cleocc
Word count: 2411
Genre: fluff and smut (mostly fluff tho)
Warning: smut at the end. Kind of graphic? Idk enjoy y’all
Spence: I’ll pick you up at 7:00 pm, we have a date. Dress comfortably.
You: Is it a surprise?
Spence: Yes.
You: Damn. Fine. Lucky you’re cute.
Spence: :)
It’s 5:48 and you just got home from work, so you rush to hop in the shower, excited for tonight. You didn’t really care what plans he made, so long as you got to be with him.
It’s been a few weeks since your night at Spencer’s, and the two of you had gotten closer than ever. You started spending more nights at his place, becoming disgustingly domestic. You were helping him cook and do dishes, even do laundry. You loved it. You loved playing house with him, and though you had only been dating a short three months, you knew you were completely in love with him. You loved how intelligent and driven he was, and how he touched you more gently than you had ever felt.
Finishing your shower, you throw on some light makeup and dry your hair, tossing on some jeans and a comfy t-shirt and check the time. 6:50. You grab your favorite sneakers and tie them up just as you hear a knock on the door.
“IT’S OPEN!” You wonder if you were loud enough for the people down the street to hear you. Probably. You can hear Spence come in so you grab your wallet and phone and come out to meet him. “Five minutes early, how’d you know punctuality turns me on?” You smirk as you lean in to kiss him and he eagerly returns it. After a long moment you pull away.
“W...What was the question?” You laugh loudly and he rolls his eyes, pulling you in for another quick kiss before tugging you towards the door. “Before you ask, I’m not telling you where we’re going, because you’ll figure it out by the time we’re halfway there.”
“Alright, I’ll take that deal,” he opens the car door for you, and closes it when you’re seated. You watch him round the front of the car, taking your time to appreciate the sight of his ass in those khakis, and his adorable sweater vest. Your boyfriend was such a nerd and you loved it. Made you wanna ruin him a little.
As Spencer starts the car it shakes you out of your little reverie. Almost. You were holding a conversation with him, but your mind kept drifting to slightly dirtier things. You knew he wasn’t a virgin, but he also wasn’t very experienced. You didn’t mind that, and you didn’t mind waiting, but it’s only natural for your boyfriend to drive you a little crazy.
Before you knew it, you were recognizing streets and started bouncing in your seat. “Oh my god! The carnival? I haven’t been there in years!” Spencer laughed and shook his head.
“I remembered you recalling some fond memories so I thought we could create some of our own,” he said as the carnival came into view. Kids were running around everywhere, lights were flashing all over the place, and you could already smell the kettle corn. As he pulled into the parking lot you pressed your face to the window to get a full view of the towering ferris wheel.
“Oh we are going on that monster wheel and we are bringing a butt load of cotton candy. It’s tradition. Can’t break tradition.” You muttered, fogging up the glass, recalling the nights of sugar highs and spinny rides and throwing up after too much of everything. Those were the days.
“As if I’d say no to you. Come on, let’s get tickets and get going!” He ran around to your side to open your door, ever the gentleman, and you thanked him with a kiss on the cheek. Walking hand in hand to the ticket booth, you purchased the largest packet you could.
“Okay, spinny rides first?” You gazed up at him with childlike glee and he couldn’t help but smile and nod, letting you drag him to the tea cups, the big swing ride, the tea cups again, and then this weird anti gravity spinning spaceship ride. He was surprised he didn’t throw up, but he really thought he would for a minute. You couldn’t contain your giggles as you ran your hand up and down his back while he took deep breaths.
“Do you wanna play some games now? Take a break?” He nodded his head, so you dragged him to a concession stand and bought two bottles of water. You played the basketball, shooting, ring toss, and balloon dart games. You both lost the ring toss and basketball games, but Spence ended up winning the balloon game, and you surprisingly kicked his ass at shooting.
“You’re not even an agent! Have you ever even held a gun before?” I laughed loudly from behind my large stuffed bear and winked at him.
“Is it time for the ferris wheel now?” Was your only reply, and he rolled his eyes and chuckled before offering to carry the bear, since it was almost as large as you. “No thanks, but you can get the extra large bag of pink and blue cotton candy.”
The two of you made it to the ferris wheel with only one near wipeout due to the oversized bear, and the cotton candy remained safe. Sliding into a yellow cart you sighed and leaned into Spencer’s side, feeling his arm wrap around you and pull you closer. Reaching for the bag of cotton candy, you opened it and took a piece, then offered one to Spencer. As the wheel turned and you went higher, you turned to watch the sun as it dipped down almost below the horizon, spreading reds and purples through the fading sky. You barely noticed that Spencer’s eyes were only on you.
Spencer was completely in love with you, too. You were always sweet with him, understood his aversion to contact (though his aversion to your touch didn’t last very long), and you were the only person who ever let him just ramble on about his facts. Even though he knew his teammates didn’t mean anything by it, it always stung him just a little when he was getting excited and they cut him off. One of his favorite things about you is that you get just as passionate about knowledge as he does.
“I wanna kiss you so bad right now.” He doesn’t even realize he’s said it until you turn to him and smile so brightly he thinks it’s daylight for a moment. You grab a fist full of his shirt and pull him close, connecting your lips. It starts sweet, and for once, Spencer is the one to deepen it. When he uses his hand on your back to pull you flush against his chest, the kiss turns a little desperate and dirty. You only break apart when you feel the wheel jerk to a stop. Looking around, you realize you’re at the very top.
Spencer is still breathing a little heavy and you turn to him in worry. Your worry quickly fades however when you see how dark his eyes have gotten. “Why don’t we continue that back at my place. Little more private. A lot less kids.” Your eyes widen and you nod, and he kisses you again. This one is short, but still dirty, and it still leaves you a little breathless.
Though he didn’t kiss you, he kept his hands on you, teasing you. Running along your thighs, brushing your hair off your neck, grazing the side of your breast. By the time your cart comes to a stop at the bottom, you’re a little flushed and a lot wet. You practically drag him to the car, pushing him up against it when you’re sure no one else is in sight. “You’re mean. You’ve been driving me crazy for months, and now you’re just teasing.”
“It’s not teasing if you follow through.” He reply is short, and any reply of yours is silenced by his lips. Of course you melt, just enough for him to escape your pin and open your door.
The drive to his apartment is tense, but not in a bad way. You can feel his eyes keep glancing at you, but yours stay steady on the road. The only indication that you’re affected is your swollen, red, bitten bottom lip, and the pool of arousal in your panties. When you get there, you’re the first one out of the car, meeting him on his side and taking his hand. As soon as you step into the empty elevator you’re on him. He manages to take control this time though, and now you’re the one pinned. Not that you’re complaining.
When you step off onto his floor, hair is a mess, lips are swollen, and Spencer has a little bruise blooming on his neck. Ha. Cover that for work, Reid. He manages to unlock his door and open it enough for you to shove in and close it behind you. He has you up against the front door, lips hot and heavy on yours, and his hands up your shirt. They travel up your back to your bra clasp, and his nimble fingers quickly unsnap it.
You gasp and push him back a little. He watches you as you pull your shirt over your head and rid yourself of your bra. He yanks his vest off and gets to work on his button down as you saunter to the bedroom, unbuttoning your jeans. By the time he gets there, you’re in nothing but your little black panties, and he’s just pulled his belt off. He takes a moment to stop and admire your form. He’s completely entranced by you, barely noticing that you’ve moved to your knees on the bed until he feels your hands tug him forward by his belt loops.
You start unbuttoning his pants and he cards a hand through your soft hair. You look up at him and have to ask, “Are you sure you’re ready?” He smiles softly and nods his head, leaning down to place a soft kiss on my lips before straightening back up. Your soft smile slowly turns to a smirk as you unzip him and pull his pants down off his hips. He takes a deep breath before shoving his boxers down as well and stepping out of them. When he stands back up, his cock is almost fully hard, and your mouth is watering for it.
“Oh you don’t have to-” he starts as you lean forward, but gets cut short when you wrap your lips around his tip and suck a little. Pulling back you place a soft kiss on his head, and then a soft lick, before sucking him halfway down in one go. “Fuck-” he gasps a little as you bob your head, and bucks his hips a little as you slide further down his length.
By the time his tip hits the back of your throat, you can taste the precum dripping from his slit, and you’re moaning around him, one hand down your panties, one hand massaging his balls. That’s what throws him over the edge, and in no time he’s cumming down your throat. He takes a second to catch his breath, but before you can catch yours, he’s grabbing you by the waist and tossing you back on the bed.
He crawls on his stomach between your thighs and lifts them onto his shoulders. One of his fingers traces the side of your panties, and you know he can feel your wetness soaking through. He slips the fabric to the side and uses his other hand to trace a delicate line up your soaking slit. He parts your folds with a tentative swipe of his tongue that has you gasping, and then wraps his lips around your clit and sucks hard. Your back bows off the bed and your hands slide to his hair, fingers tangling and tugging. He pulls you right to the edge of release, gasping and moaning and pleading, before he pulls away, leaving you cold and whimpering.
He’s only gone for a moment though, his warmth returning as he comes to hover over you, peppering your face with soft kisses as he lines himself up. He pushes in slowly, cradling your face in his hands and pressing his forehead to yours. He pauses when he’s fully inside you, taking a deep breath to steady himself. The feeling of him, hard and pulsing inside you, is almost enough to make you cum. Almost. “Please, move, please,” you gasp out, and he does. He starts slow and sweet, capturing your lips as you gasp and moan with every thrust.
You clench around him and he stutters, moving one hand to grip your hip, before thrusting in hard, making you arch up under him. “Fuck, you feel so good, oh my god,” he barely gasps out as he starts up a brutal pace. He pulls himself up on his knees, both hands on your hips for better leverage, and starts pounding into you. Once your orgasm starts, it doesn’t seem to end. “Oh my god! Spencer, fuck!” You’re practically screaming, nobody has ever made you feel this good before. Tears roll down into your hair and he slows down, rolling his hips into you.
“I’m gonna cum, can I-” he starts, but you nod, already knowing his question. “I’m on the pill, it’s okay, please cum inside me, fuck,” you’re practically begging him at this point, but what throws him over the edge is when you thread your fingers into your own hair and pull, back arching off the bed again and giving him the perfect view of your breasts bouncing. His hips stutter as he releases inside you, and the feeling of his warmth filling you up triggers one more orgasm.
He pulls out slowly and collapses on the bed next to you. You turn to look at him, and his eyes are closed, his chest if heaving, and there’s a small, satisfied smile on his face. Leaning over, you give him a slow kiss, which he happily returns, before you run to the bathroom to clean up. By the time you get back, he’s already asleep, so you curl up next to the man you’re sure you’re going to marry and fall into a peaceful, blissed out sleep.
Okay, so I’m pretty new to writing smut but I think that went well. Hope y’all enjoyed the read! Let me know if there’s anything you want to see, or anything you think I could do better!
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smokescreen24 · 6 years
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Get to know me Questions
1. What is your full name? Jessica. I only hear my full first name when I’m in trouble. 
2. What is your nickname? Jess to family, Jazz to @sabotage-prowl, since she’s the one who gave me that nickname. 
3. What is your zodiac sign?  Taurus/Gemini cusp, but I have more Taurean traits, so I just say Taurus for simplicity’s sake. 
4. What is your favorite book series?  Oof, that’s tough. Probably either the Nightside series or the Secret Histories series. They’re both by Simon R Green. I’m actually reading the last book in the Secret Histories, and I’m ready to cry.
5. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts? Aliens? Not so much. Ghosts, yeah, a little. Hard not to when you’ve actually seen spooks in real life and in real time. 
6. Who is your favorite author? Simon R Green. Seriously. I love his writing. 
7. What is your favorite radio station? I don’t have one - I don’t listen to the radio that much. Why listen to mostly commercials and some music when I can pay Spotify 10 bucks and listen to just music?
8. What is your favorite flavor of anything? Vanilla. I drink and eat a lot of vanilla flavored stuff. 
9. What word would you use often to describe something great or wonderful? My instinct would be to use the word awesome. I use that one a lot, to be brutally honest.
10. What is your current favorite song? Currently? Probably either Legend by The Score, or Superpower by X Ambassadors. 
11. What is your favorite word? Fuck. I say it A LOT. 
12. What was the last song you listened to? Miss Jackson by Panic! At the Disco. It’s damn catchy, and thus is stuck in my head. I’m humming it now, tbh. 
13. What TV show would you recommend for everybody to watch? Huh. That’s tough. I watch a lot of shows, so I don’t think I could recommend just one. 
14. What is your favorite movie to watch when you’re feeling down? The Man From Uncle. That movie is hilarious, and Napoleon Solo gives me life. 
15. Do you play video games? Uh, yeah. Fairly frequently. I’m a FO4 fan, and I also play a lot of Diablo 3. 
16. What is your biggest fear? Spiders. This girl will nope the hell out of the room. Then make my guy go kill it. 
17. What is your best quality, in your opinion? I’m not too sure, actually. My reliability? 
18. What is your worst quality, in your opinion? Oh, this one I know, though. One of them is my inability to communicate. I’m bad at it - I miss calls, I miss texts, or alternatively,  I get the calls, or get the texts, then forget to call or text back. For like, days. Then wonder why everyone’s mad at me. I’m trying to work on it, but it’s a work in progress. 
19. Do you like cats or dogs better?  I really do like both, but I like cats that little bit better. 
20. What is your favorite season? Summer. Otherwise known as Monsoon Season here in Central Florida. 
21. Are you in a relationship? Yup! I’ve been married for about 7 months now, but we’ve been together for a lot longer than that. 
22. What is something you miss from your childhood? Naptime. I’m so serious. 
23. Who is your best friend? @sabotage-prowl!! This chick! She’s my ride or die, she’s got my six, and she’s the Prowler to my Jazz. 
24. What is your eye color? Uh, right now? They’re silver-blue. I’m wearing a light blue shirt. 
25. What is your hair color? Brunette/Purple. I’m letting my hair grow back out, so the ends are a light purple. 
26. Who is someone you love? My other half. He’s in the shower right now, humming to himself, even if he thinks I can’t hear it. 
27. Who is someone you trust? Again, my husband and my bestie. I trust those two with everything. 
28. Who is someone you think about often? My Dad, interestingly enough. I have a lot of his things in my apartment. 
29. Are you currently excited about/for something? Not particularly? Today’s Monday. Who gets excited for Monday??
30. What is your biggest obsession? My obsessions come and go, tbh. 
31. What was your favorite TV show as a child? Oh my Lord, that’s tough. I watched a LOT of TV as a kid. 
32. Who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to, if anyone? I married the dude, if that tells ya anything. 
33. Are you superstitious? Yeah. The only superstition I don’t believe in is the black cats. I’ll cross a black cat’s path, just so I can pet it. 
34. Do you have any unusual phobias? No, they’re pretty usual. Spiders, heights. 
35. Do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it? Behind it, but every now and then, I get my picture taken anyway. I don’t mind it. 
36. What is your favorite hobby? I read. My other hobbies come and go. 
37. What was the last book you read? I’m currently reading Night Fall, by Simon R Green, which combines the Nightside and Secret Histories. Someone’s gonna die, and I’m gonna be sad, I know it. 
38. What was the last movie you watched? Who Framed Roger Rabbit? God, that film is not for kids, and the villain STILL creeps me the hell out. 
39. What musical instruments do you play, if any? None - though I have been known to torture a guitar from time to time.
40. What is your favorite animal? Cats. Big cats, small cats, I DON’T CARE. GIVE ME ALL THE CATS.
41. What are your top 5 favorite Tumblr blogs that you follow? @argentlune, @sabotage-prowl, @m-is-for-mungo, @leggylance, and last but certainly not least, @shiroismydadson
42. What superpower do you wish you had? Teleportation. Do you know how much easier my life would be? 
43. When and where do you feel most at peace? I’m such a homebody, so home and late at night, usually. 
44. What makes you smile? It doesn’t take much to make me smile. I’m pretty cheerful as a rule. 
45. What sports do you play, if any? Paintball, and some backyard football, if the appropriate people are there. 
46. What is your favorite drink? Coffee. I’ll drink coffee all damn day if you let me. 
47. When was the last time you wrote a hand-written letter or note to somebody? Man, years ago, back when my babe was doing his hospital rotations. We passed a journal back and forth for about six months.   
48. Are you afraid of heights? OH YES. The last time I was on a roller coaster, I passed out. 
49. What is your biggest pet peeve? This stems from my time in retail - if you have exact change, GIVE IT TO ME BEFORE I OPEN THE TILL. DO NOT HAND IT TO ME AFTER I’VE OPENED THE TILL - I HATE THAT. I’M NOT GOOD AT MATH, AND NOW I HAVE TO BALANCE IT IN MY HEAD.
50. Have you ever been to a concert?  No, not to my knowledge. 
51. Are you vegan/vegetarian? Not at all. I did not claw my way to the top of the food chain to eat leaves. 
52. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? An astronaut. Oh, little me, so full of hope. Then I discovered I didn’t like heights. 
53. What fictional world would you like to live in? The Transformers universe. G1, though. It has to be G1. 
54. What is something you worry about? I’m an adult, so bills, usually. 
55. Are you scared of the dark? Nope. I like the dark. 
56. Do you like to sing? Yes. Can I sing? Not really. 
57. Have you ever skipped school? Once, and it wasn’t even for fun - I had to clean the house to make sure that my mom’s ex wouldn’t ground me for the next eternity. Never mind that the house was already stupid clean. 
58. What is your favorite place on the planet? Um. I don’t know? 
59. Where would you like to live? London. I’d love to live in London. 
60. Do you have any pets? Yes. My cat, Cleopatra. She’s fat, old, and spoiled. 
61. Are you more of an early bird or a night owl? Night owl, for sure. 
62. Do you like sunrises or sunsets better? Sunsets. If I’m up early enough to see the sunrise, something’s wrong. 
63. Do you know how to drive? In theory. I can drive if I absolutely have to, but it stresses me out so much. I do better on two wheels. 
64. Do you prefer earbuds or headphones? Earbuds. I wear glasses, so headphones actually press the stems into my skull, and that hurts. 
65. Have you ever had braces? Nope! 
66. What is your favorite genre of music? Pop, with rock thrown in. 
67. Who is your hero? My Mom. She’s done so much, with so little, it’s honestly amazing. 
68. Do you read comic books? Yes - I loved the Spidey/Transformers crossover! 
69. What makes you the most angry? I’m super defensive of my family and friends. Mess with any of them, and get ready to catch these hands. 
70. Do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book? It’s a pretty even split. It depends largely on where I am. 
71. What is your favorite subject in school? English. Can’t you tell? 
72. Do you have any siblings? Yes! Two brothers and a sister!
73. What was the last thing you bought? Groceries, unfortunately. Because I’m a grownup. 
74. How tall are you? 5′2″. I’m tiny. 
75. Can you cook? A little? I’m not great at it, but I don’t set things on fire, either. 
76. What are three things that you love? My friends and family, music, and books. 
77. What are three things that you hate? Boredom, blood, and spiders.
78. Do you have more female friends or more male friends? More guy friends - I get along better with dudes
79. What is your sexual orientation? Heterosexual! 
80. Where do you currently live? Central Florida. 
81. Who was the last person you texted? @sabotage-prowl! She was giving me shit because she can. 
82. When was the last time you cried? A while ago. It’s been a while. 
83. Who is your favorite YouTuber?  I don’t really watch enough Youtube to have one. If pressed, I’d say either Markiplier or Tobuscus. 
84. Do you like to take selfies? Sometimes - I’m not super into selfies, I tend to take more pictures of my friends and family. 
85. What is your favorite app? Uh, Tumblr. I spend waaayyy too much time on here. 
86. What is your relationship with your parent(s) like? My ma and I get on like a house on fire! She’s an extremely tolerant woman. 
87. What is your favorite foreign accent? An English accent. Take your pick of region - I love them all. 
88. What is a place that you’ve never been to, but you want to visit? *points to above answer* Take a wild guess. 
89. What is your favorite number? I don’t have one, as such. 
90. Can you juggle? Not at all - my hand eye coordination is AWFUL. 
91. Are you religious? Yes. 
92. Do you find outer space of the deep ocean to be more interesting? “Kick ass, go to space, represent the human race!” applies here. 
93. Do you consider yourself to be a daredevil? A little - there’s not much I won’t try. 
94. Are you allergic to anything? Penicillin and Codeine. I’m allergic to one of the most common antibiotics on the planet. 
95. Can you curl your tongue? Yup! Into a very tight curl if I try. 
96. Can you wiggle your ears? Yup! It feels weird when I’m wearing my glasses, though. 
97. How often do you admit that you were wrong about something? Um, fairly often - my hubby is more right than I am, usually. I hate admitting that, though. 
98. Do you prefer the forest or the beach? BEACH, BEACH, BEACH!!!!
99. What is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you? “You have to take the leap. Because if you land on the other side, you’ve reached your goal, but if you fall short, you have tried, and are wiser for the attempt.” - My Uncle Steve said that to me years ago. 
100. Are you a good liar? Not really. I’m a bad liar. 
101. What is your Hogwarts House? Slytherin! 
102. Do you talk to yourself? All the time. I get asked to repeat myself a lot by folks who hear me mutter, and think I’m talking to them. 
103. Are you an introvert or an extrovert? Ambivert. A little from column A and a little from column B.
104. Do you keep a journal/diary? Nah - I’m bad at keeping up with the entries. I don’t write often enough to justify it.
105. Do you believe in second chances? Depends very strongly on what happened to make the first one go away. 
106. If you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do? Try to find the owner. I’m not a complete monster - I’m a broke millennial, I know that something like that could fuck your week or month up.  
107. Do you believe that people are capable of change? Yes. My youngest brother is a good example of that. 
108. Are you ticklish? INCREDIBLY TICKLISH. TICKLE ME AND PAY THE PRICE. 
109. Have you ever been on a plane? Yep! It was fun! 
110. Do you have any piercings? My ears! I wanna get my nose pierced, but it’ll have to wait till allergy season is over. 
111. What fictional character do you wish was real? That’s tough! I have several I’d like to meet! 
112. Do you have any tattoos? Two! My family’s zodiac on my right wrist, and the Spartan II’s insignia from Halo on my left clavicle. 
113. What is the best decision that you’ve made in your life so far? Tough to say. Lemme get back to you on that.
114. Do you believe in karma? I believe that it’s a bitch, and the wheel turns for all of us. 
115. Do you wear glasses or contacts? Glasses! 
116. Do you want children? Eventually. I’m not ready for them yet - I’m too broke. 
117. Who is the smartest person you know? @sabotage-prowl
118. What is your most embarrassing memory? So not telling you that! 
119. Have you ever pulled an all-nighter? From time to time. It’s not fun. 
120. What color are most of you clothes? Blue, black, or red, primarily. But I’ve got other colors in there. 
121. Do you like adventures? Heck yes! I’m ALWAYS down for adventure! 
122. Have you ever been on TV? Nope. I’m not important enough. 
123. How old are you? 30. Yeesh, I’m old. 
124. What is your favorite quote? “So, you’ve got a plan?” “Oh, yes.” “Am I going to like it?” “Almost certainly not.” “If I weren’t already dead, I’d think I’d be very depressed.”  
125. Do you prefer sweet or savory foods? Both. Both is good.
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aravensdaisies-blog · 6 years
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Sugar Crush
Prompt: Bucky Barnes has not had sugar since the 40′s, when it was very limited. You accidentally exploit this by giving Bucky his first ‘sugar high’ in 70 years.
Rating: G, for general audiences
Pairing: Bucky Barnes/ Female Reader
Words: 2,730
This is the first thing I’ve ever published so I’d appreciate the criticism. Thanks for reading :)
     Living in the Avenger’s tower has many amazing perks. One of these perks was the ginormous kitchen. It could have made Gordon Ramsey jealous. Another of these perks was the depth of Tony Starks’ pockets. F.R.I.D.A.Y retrieved anything you could possibly want- no matter the cost. So, when you asked the AI for ten pounds of pecans, twenty boxes of butter, and several other ingredients in ridiculous quantities, she placed an order without question. 
     Baking had always been a hobby of yours, ever since your grandmother has taught you how. Cooking released you from hard times when you were younger and it still did today. You would have been a chef if you hadn’t been recruited by Director Fury four years ago. Your sister had had a very rough week at university (as a med student, she had them often) and you felt it would cheer her up to have some homemade delicacies. You were making her favorite candy: caramel pecan clusters. 
     You knew the recipe by heart, seeing as it was the first one you learned. So, when the ingredients arrived thirty minutes later, you set straight to work. 
     For once, the tower was quiet; most of your team members were raiding a Hydra base in Northern Idaho. You thought Pietro and Bucky had stayed home, but there was no way to tell with Pietro always holed up in a gym and Bucky too shy to show his face. You hadn’t been needed for the mission and you had been excited for a little stay-cation. 
     You had just set the ingredients on the stove when you felt someone watching you. You whirled around to see Bucky on the other side of the island. He had a look of curiosity etched across his face.
Curiosity is a fantastic better look on him, you thought, better than ‘broody and depressed assassin’
     “What are you doing?” inquired Bucky.
     “Cooking...” you quipped sarcastically. Duh, you thought.
     “I can see that much. I meant what are doing cooking at nearly 2 AM?” 
     You studied him further; taking note of the bedhead, sweatpants, and hoodie. He looked like he had just woken up. You slowly turned your head to the clock on the stove, which read 1:48 AM. Your powers allowed you to go long periods without sleep, so the time didn’t phase you much. After gathering your thouhgts, you turned to face him.
     “The real question is what are you doing up at nearly 2 AM? Most people are  asleep by now.” You retorted playfully.
     He shrugged his shoulders, “Couldn’t sleep I guess.”
     “I’ve made fresh coffee, want a mug?” You offered, sliding a blue mug across the island to him. He nodded, taking the mug from the counter and sipping it before replying.
     “Thanks. Do you mind if I join you?”
     He said it tentatively, and you could tell he was afraid of being turned away. 
     “Of course! I’d love some help. In fact, if you could line the island with this it   would be incredibly helpful.” You said, handing him a roll of wax paper.  
      Bucky set to work lining the island but couldn’t help watching you as you worked. You were just as coordinated in the kitchen as in the battlefield and he admired how you moved with grace. Of course, you were oblivious to Bucky’s crush on you- Steve was his only confidant. However, Bucky was oblivious to how much you enjoyed his company. He wasn’t obnoxiously suggestive like Tony, and he wasn’t Mr. Righteous like Steve. He didn’t sneak up on people intentionally, like Natasha and Clint. Also, he had respect for your personal bubble unlike some members of the team. *cough* Thor, Son of Odin *cough*
     As Bucky helped you spoon the clusters onto the paper, you suggested watching a movie while they cooled. He accepted with haste and, after all the mixture was laid out, agreed to watch Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone. The two of you leaned back into Tony’s over priced sofas as F.RI.D.A.Y started the film. Bucky would never tell you, but you fell asleep before Harry even got to Hogwarts and he used that as an excuse to turn off the film. Of course, Bucky was horrible with technology so he just told F.R.I.D.A.Y  to do it for him.
     Bucky gazed down at your sleeping form, hunched nearly against his side. He shifted a bit farther away out of nervousness, but this action stirred you and caused you to move closer.You were now cuddled up against his side, squishing his arm. Very carefully, as so not to wake you, Bucky placed his arm around your shoulders. He had meant to get up and carry you to your bed, but found himself falling asleep instead. 
                                               +time skip to morning+
     You woke as warm as could be, laying on a pillow that smelled of mint and sandalwood. As your mind cleared, you realized that Bucky was sprawled over the couch and using you as a blanket. Upon felling you shift, he opened his eyes. At first they were clouded with sleep, but then he blinked and opened them again in shock. It was at this time that he attempted to leap off of the couch.
     You both fell to the floor with an undignified shriek in a tangle of limbs. Bucky helped you up and started rattling off apologies.
��    “I’m so sorry, Y/N. Honestly. I never meant to fall asleep and I certainly never  meant-” He rushed to make amends.
      “Bucky, slow down! It’s okay, I promise. You can’t control what you do in your sleep and besides, it’s not like you hurt me!” You hastened to calm him, “ I promise you I didn’t mind. I’m going to go and get ready but I assure you: you did nothing wrong.”
   You reached out and squeezed his hand briefly, in reassurance, before heading up to your room. You  wanted to deliver the candies today and you needed to make yourself presentable. As you showered and dressed, you reflected on last night.
I can’t believe he held me!!! Oh, this is so much progress! I need to tell Nat! And Wanda! But first, how can I get him to hang out with me again? He seemed so embarrassed. Maybe he would deliver the candies with me... It’s only a two hour drive... What could go wrong?
     Once you were ready to leave, you decided to go ask Bucky. You had checked the kitchen, gym, and movie room, but he was nowhere to be found. 
     “F.R.I.D.A.Y, is Bucky in the tower?”
     “Yes, ma’am. Sergeant Barnes is in his room. Should I notify him that you need him?”
     “No, I’ve got it. Thanks though.”
     With this new information, you started towards Bucky’s room, which probably should have been your first guess. As you approached the door, you thought about what you would say to him.
Hey, do you wanna visit my little sister?    No, that’s no good. Wanna go tour a med school?   No, that won’t work either. Wanna take a road trip?   That might work...
     You knocked tenderly on the heavy door and you heard rushed, crashing footsteps approached the door. There was one last crash before the door swung open. Bucky swung the door hard enough that it bounced off the wall, revealing him wearing only a towel, hair dripping wet. 
     “You okay in there?” You asked, eyeing him suspiciously.
     “Yeah, sorry. You just caught me- uh- off guard is all. I was just getting out of the shower, I- um- may have tripped on the way to the door” He continued nervously, “So what did you need?”
     “Oh, right! Sorry about that,” His tale of falling had distracted you. “I’m- umm- I’mdrivingdowntoseemysisteranddeliverthosecandiesanddoyouwanttocomewithme?” You inhaled heavily after pushing the sentence out.
     Luckily, he understood you and replied- blushing like a tomato, “Sure, that- uh- that sounds really lo-lovely! I can be ready in ten minutes!”
     “Oh good! Meet me in the kitchen when you’re ready!” You said, walking down the hall to your room. Once around the corner, you all but sprinted to your room to get a bag ready. You threw everything you needed and more into your over-sized purse before grabbing your shoes and running to the kitchen.
     When you arrived, you found Bucky already packaging the candies for you.
Oh my god, what a saint... 
     He was wearing a deep blue hoodie that brightened his eyes and his hair was pulled into a bun so you could actually see his face. It was a nice change from the brooding curtain of hair.
     “Thank you, Buck. I’ve been meaning to do that.” He turned to face you as you spoke.
     “No problem, you seemed like you could use the help.”
     As he returned to his task, you grabbed bottles of water and plums for the ride there. Shoving the snacks in your bag, you turned to face Bucky. He was holding 3 boxes of 2 dozen clusters each- plenty to sacrifice as snacks for you two.
     “Ready?” You asked.
     “As I’ll ever be.”
     “Good, I was thinking we could “borrow” a car from Tony’s garage.”
     “What are we waiting for?” Bucky asked with a grin.
     Within 10 minutes, you had agreed on a cherry red Chevelle that Tony would certainly miss if he came home early. Before the journey started, you offered him a candy and explained your intention of sacrificing a box for snacks.
     “I thought you’d never ask,” he said, crunching down on the cluster and moaning around the sugary snack.
     You turned to him at the noise, “Wow, do you want a room?”
     Bucky flushed red and looked towards the ground, “I’m really sorry it’s just that I haven’t had homemade candies since before the great depression...”
      You laughed quietly and pulled out onto the open road. It was time for the journey to truly begin. About 45 minutes in, you noticed Bucky bouncing his leg and drumming his fingers to a frantic melody on the armrests. His eyes darted from place to place and his forehead had a sheen of sweat. It appeared he was having an anxiety attack. You felt terrible for not noticing sooner, and pulled over as soon as you could to calm him down.
      He looked over to you in question when the car stopped, “What are we stopping for?”
     “Buck, are you okay?” You asked him in a soft voice.
     His already flushed face seemed to somehow get redder as he said, “Yeah, yeah of course. I’m doing fantastic but I think I uh, I might be allergic to your candies...”
     His response sparked panic within you, “Do you have a nut allergy?! OH MY GOD, BUCKY! IS YOUR TONGUE SWELLING UP?! CAN YOU EVEN BREATH?! CAN-”
     “CALM DOWN, DAMMIT, I’M FINE!”
     “YOU ARE SWEATING AND SHAKING, YOU ARE NOT FINE!”
     Bucky looked at you in what appeared to be fear. You realized you had yelled and calmed yourself before speaking again.
     “I’m sorry I yelled, it’s going to be okay. How many did you eat?”
      “Oh, um, around, you know... 16 clusters.”
      “Oh my god, Bucky! That’s it we are buying some meds for you at the nearest gas station.”
      Bucky looked at you like a scolded puppy as you took off down the road. It was only five minutes later you were pulling into a gas station, looking for allergy meds and a shirt not covered in sweat. You snagged a cheesy tourist tee saying “You Know You Need Unique New York!”, two bottles of water and some off-brand ibuprofen before heading to the register. After you had paid, you handed Bucky the bag and ushered him to the bathroom to change. While he was in the restroom, you called the one person you trusted to handle this-            Steve.
     The phone rang twice before his voice crackled through the speakers, “I’m absolutely exhausted, Y/N, so this better be good.”
     “It’s Bucky.”
     “Oh no, is he okay? Is he relapsing?”
     “No- nothing like that! He- he ate 16 caramel pecan clusters and now he’s all shaky and sweating and he can’t focus! Does he have an allergy? I don’t know what to do, Steve!” You rambled in a single breath.
     There was a crackling noise and you knew the phone was being passed.
     “Hey, Y/N. It’s Bruce here, I think Bucky might be having a bit of an overdue sugar high. He hasn’t been given sugar much at all in his life and his body doesn’t know how to react yet. Just let him release some energy and get him plenty of water to flush his system. Oh, and make sure you have Tylenol or another painkiller on hand because he will crash at some point and that will most likely result in headaches or full body aches.”
     “Thank you so much, Bruce. I don’t know what we would do without you.”
     “Anytime, Y/N; text me if he gets worse,” said Bruce before tapping to end the conversation.
      Bucky was coming out of the bathroom around 30 seconds later and he all but skipped towards you. You giggled at the sight and relayed your conversation to him. Upon hearing Bruce’s consensus, he looked at you like a sad puppy.
     “That makes sense, Y/N, but it doesn’t help me,” he drew the last words out in complaint.
     “You know, Clint told me about this place that might help.”
                                                 ~flashback time~ 
     Clint trudged through the tower elevator’s doors and flopped down onto the couch. He was covered in small bruises and patches of what looked like road rash; his wrist was in a small brace.
     Upon seeing him you exclaimed, “Wow, Clint. You look awful.”
     “Always love the compliments, Y/N. If you care to know, I got hurt playing with the kids.”
     “Ouch; were you playing ‘mug the old man’?”
     “Oh, shut up. I took them to this place with inflatable obstacle courses. I’m obviously not the greatest at them.”
                                                ~flashback over~
     “This says it’s only about 15 minutes from here!”you said, looking up from the map app on your Stark Phone. 
                                                +15 minutes later+
     “Just keep your socks on and don’t break anything,” monotoned the bored teen working the counter. 
     Bucky let out a genuine ‘whoop’ and sprinted towards the obstacle courses. From what you could tell, Bucky quite literally had the time of his tragic life. He beat you at every course, jumped in every castle, and discovered that he could pick you up and throw you into the air in order to amaze a party of nine-year-olds. He lasted 1 hour and 23 minutes, after which he puked in a pirate themed bouncy castle and was asked to leave. 
     Back in the van, Bucky apologized for getting you kicked out and fell into the deepest sleep he could remember. That doesn’t say much, but he didn’t have any nightmares so you called it a success.You stole glances at him every chance you got, seeing his hair fall over his peaceful face. His pinks lips were parted the slightest bit and he breathed silently thought them.
He looks like an angel, I only wish he knew it.
                                                       +time skip+
     As you pulled into the tiny dorm parking lot, you leaned over and poked Bucky to wake him up. He groaned and shifted further away, scowling.
     “C’mon, Buck. We’re here!” You said softly.
     “Ugh, I can’t- I’m busy dying.” He grunted to emphasize his point.
     “It’s just like a hangover, Buck. You need time and water. Maybe another nap,” you suggested, “C’mon, her dorm is only on the first floor.”
     Bucky heaved a sigh and ran his hands through his hair before opening his door. You snagged a box of candies from the back seat before jogging up to the dorm complex and waiting for Bucky. He trudged down the hall to dorm A6 and watched as you knocked on the door. The door opened to reveal your sister, who squealed as she saw you. 
     “Oh my god, Y/N! What are you doing here? Oooh, is this your boyfriend?”
     That seemed to awaken Bucky; he blushed and stammered out, “N-no! I’m just, uh, I’m just- “
     “A friend from work! He’s my friend from work.” You finished for him. 
     Your sister eyed you curiously, “Just friends, you say? We’ll see about that.” She winked without a trace of subtlety before letting you both inside.
                                                To be Continued??
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