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This is the last time I request percy easily scared younger sibling
Buddy is a lot easer to scare now and probably needs therapy after been kidnapped
Percy and rodimus visit them more to make sure there safe and ok scared of anything happening to them again
Roddy and percey blame themselves for buddy getting kidnapped so they try to make it up to buddy by giving them gifts or roddy taking buddy on dates or just doing nice things for buddy
I really enjoy your writing
Buddy needs all the hugs they can get.
Hope you enjoy!
Bot Buddy Perceptor's younger sibling recovering from the DJD Kidnapping
SFW, Platonic, Slight angst, Romance, Familial, Cybertronain reader
MTMTE
It took a while for Buddy to get back on their pedes.
Both figuratively and literally.
The DJD torture session and the near-death experience did leave some scaring on Buddy.
They were surprised at how many bots had left a vial of inner most energon or gift by their berthside and room.
It was almost unheard of a bot escaping the DJD and living to tell the tale. Especially from a bot like Buddy.
However, Buddy didn’t feel lucky.
In fact, they felt even more terrified than before.
Before they could walk around the ship with no problem doing their everyday chores around.
Now they barely went out of their habsuite and if they did, it was usually accompanied by someone or with an array of weapons in their subspace.
Before they could uphold a conversation with almost anyone on board.
Now they barely looked at anyone in the optic anymore.
And no one could blame them.
They had an increase in visits with Rung happening almost every day.
Rung is just thankful that these meetings haven’t been as bad as when he first started with Red Alert. Though now, they were arguably the same or worse than how Red was.
Buddy refused to talk about what happened with the DJD or the escape pod.
The only one who knew was Rung.
Not even Perceptor or Rodimus knew what really happened.
Buddy’s jumpy personality turned from 0 to 1000.
The flight, fight, or freeze responses were much more noticeable with them now.
From completely booking it, to taking out their blasters and shooting, to completely freezing and feeling the rapid pulsing of their spark.
Some visiting bots who clearly had too much to drink thought it was a good idea to scare Buddy a bit.
Buddy had to get sent to the med bay again.
The mechs walking back to their ship laughing.
Whirl turning the corner.
“What are you laughing about?”--Whirl
“That scaredy bot! Oh! You should have seen their face when we scared them! HAHAHAHAH! Absolutely golden!”—Mech 1
Whirl looks up from his claws.
“Ah… So, let me get this straight. You numb nuts decided to scar Jumpy over there? The same bot who’s in the med bay right now?”--Whirl
One of the bots starts laughing harder.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Are you kidding me! That is just great! Bet they nearly had a spark attack!”—Mech 2
“Are you sorry?”--Chromedome
Tailgate, Cyclonus, Rewind and Chromedome come from behind Whirl.
“Psh! Why would we? We just got the drop on them and that’s it. They’re just faking it for attention.”—Mech 3
Skids and Brainstorm come from behind the bots.
Brainstorm looks extra furious.
“Attention!? That bot you decided to scare half to death went up against the DJD AND THEY ESCAPED! Are you even aware of the amount of damage you just did with your sick party trick?!”--Brainstorm
The bot pushes Brainstorm back.
Rung holds his arm while also looking angrily at the bots.
“You hurt them, and you aren’t even sorry about that? A bot who faced every Autobot and former Decepticon’s worst nightmare, and you decided to PLAY THE EMPERAN SUITE AND TASE THEM!”--Skids
The bots look more annoyed.
They don’t realize the bots growing numbers around them.
“And?”—Mech 1
One of the bots goes up to Skids and pushes him into Nightbeat and Nautica.
“We would do it again in a sparkbeat. Why don’t you just run back to your lab Pal.”—Mech 1
“Who uses pal anymore?”—Tailgate
“Not now Tailgate.”--Rewind
Brainstorm steps forward with malicious intent in his optics.
“Good to hear that then. You see the minibot over there.”--Brainstorm
Points at Rewind who was being held back by Chromedome.
“He’s got a camera bolted to his helm that has been livestreaming straight to the main brigde and the entire Lost Light. Now, my dear ‘pal’ you are going to get exactly what you deserve.”--Brainstorm
A furious Rodimus and neutral faced Perceptor armed with his rifle slowly walked to the group.
Brainstorm looks at the mechs behind him.
“Did you also forget that the bot you just put in the med bay was the Co-captain’s partner and Perceptor’s sibling? Hmm?”--Brainstorm
Brainstorm steps aside letting Rodimus closer while Perceptor took his distance with his rifle ready.
Rodimus flaming up his fists.
“Perceptor? Would you do the honors of starting?”--Rodimus
Two of the mech were shot down.
“Your turn Captain.”--Perceptor
Most of the Lost Light were ready to raise the pits on the bots.
Ultra Magnus took a blind eye when the mechs left the ship filled with dents, holes, and slightly melted frames. Even for him, that was a line crossed too far.
Buddy was surprised to see how many members of the crew had come to their aid and how many did want to help them deal with… this.
Buddy coming out of their habsuite a bit surprised to see Natica and Velocity at the door.
“Oh! Nautica? Velocity? Is there something wrong?”--Buddy
“Nope! We just wanted to take a walk with you.”—Velocity
“Oh, you don’t have to…”—Buddy
“Nonsene! We’re all heading the same place and we have so much to catch up on. C’mon!”—Nautica
Nautica extends her servo.
Buddy hesitates but takes it.
Nautica and Velocity flank their sides.
They have a nice chat until they reach Swerve’s.
Buddy’s servos start shaking a bit.
Nautica squeezes their servo while Velocity places one on their shoulder.
They gently guide Buddy through the bar until they reach a quieter place in the bar.
Tailgate, Rewind and Swerve wave over to Buddy from the booth.
“Hey Buddy! We saved you a seat!”--Tailgate
Buddy looks at Nautica and Velocity who nod encouragingly.
Buddy goes to sit down with the mini’s as Nautica and Velocity go on to another part of the bar.
Swerve slides them a drink.
“Your favorite. Don’t worry this one on the house.”--Swerve
“What’s the celebration?”--Buddy
“It’s been an entire week since you’ve finally gotten out of your habsuite. I think that’s something to celebrate.”--Swerve
Buddy looks down a bit.
Tailgate grabs their servo.
“It’s a great day Buddy.”--Tailgate
“And we’re all glad you’re here with us.”--Rewind
Buddy gives a small smile.
“Have I ever told you about how I met some local racers before the war?”--Swerve
Buddy knowing this story fully just shakes their helm.
“No, I don’t think so, do you mind…”--Buddy
“Oh! Well, it was a pretty drafty day if I do say so myself…”--Swerve
Rewind and Tailgate sandwich Buddy in a side hug while Swerve goes on with his story.
Little by little the Old Buddy slowly came back.
It was a bit, but it was progress.
Perceptor and Rodimus were two of the biggest helps Buddy had.
Both in their minds felt guilty for not knowing Buddy was taken and how they could have helped them somehow.
After Buddy was released from the med bay, Perceptor took some time off to be with them. Even when he went back to work, he started taking his breaks more seriously and started spending time with Buddy or trying to bring them to friendly outings.
“Buddy.”--Perceptor
“Percy?”--Buddy
“Brainstorm invited us to Swerve’s for a drink. Care to go?”--Perceptor
Perceptor offers his servo to Buddy.
Buddy thinks about it then grabs his servo.
“Sure.”--Buddy
They both walk down the hallway.
Every so often Perceptor would squeeze their servo gently as if to say: ‘I’m here.’
Buddy would give a weaker squeeze in response.
While he wasn’t exactly good at telling his feelings or expressing them in general, he made sure to let Buddy know that he was there for them.
Whatever they needed from him, he was going to do everything he could to do it.
There was an increase in servo holding between the two, especially in more crowded places.
Perceptor found out quickly that his talking and slight touches grounded Buddy whenever they looked particularly anxious.
He is developing a tracker for Buddy and an array of rescue devices for them.
If Buddy ever broke down with him around, he would first ask if it was okay to touch them. He doesn’t want to accidentally trigger them. If they don’t want to be touched, then he is going to sit right next to them while they let it all out. Then he’ll quietly tell them some stories of what happened in the lab that week. It usually gets Buddy’s mind off things.
If they do want touch, Perceptor is going to hug Buddy in a secure hold. He read that sometimes pressure was good in hugs. He might cry too if he feels like it. He won’t let go until Buddy tells him to.
He’ll end up letting go of the hug but will keep his servo in theirs.
Buddy sobbing on his shoulder.
Perceptor calmly soothing their back.
“Do you want to visit Rung now?”--Perceptor
Buddy shakes their helm.
“Do you want me to let go?”--Perceptor
Buddy shakes their helm quicker and hugs tighter.
“Okay… do you want to know what happened in the lab with Brainstorm today?”--Perceptor
Buddy pauses before nodding a bit.
“Well, Brainstorm had the ‘brilliant’ idea of hanging upside down again, but he forgot to latch on to his chassis and ended up falling straight on his face.”--Perceptor
Buddy weakly chuckles as they loosen their grip but continue hugging their brother.
Rodimus stayed by Buddy’s side any chance he got.
Magnus and Megatron allowed him some leave time to be with Buddy.
He found out that his touch and voice were also ways to ground Buddy from their thoughts.
He is pulling out jokes and sweet words of affection left and right.
He is going to make sure his partner knows that they are loved. Which led to many laughable and cute moments.
Rodimus slipped his servo into Buddy’s.
“And how is the prettiest bot on board doing today?”--Rodimus
Buddy is still trying to wake up from this morning.
“I don’t really know Captain…”--Buddy
“Aww Buddy don’t be—”--Rodimus
“I wouldn’t know how you’d be feeling unless I was sleeping beside you…”--Buddy
Rodimus just stops in place.
Rodimus ex has stopped working please reset your bot.
Buddy blinks sleepily.
“Roddy? Is something wrong?”--Buddy
“no—I mean—Nope! Nothing, nothing at all!”--Rodimus
“…If you say so…”--Buddy
“Did I mention you’re looking particularly radioactive this morning?”--Rodimus
“… I look what?”--Buddy
Rodimus’s mind is going ‘ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION!’.
“Ummm…”--Rodimus
Rodimus hugs Buddy.
Buddy is a bit surprised by the sudden hug but welcomes it anyway.
“Thanks Roddy.”--Buddy
Rodimus’s mind ‘MISSION SUCCESSFUL… kind of…’
It takes him a bit to realize that something’s wrong with Buddy being in crowded places at first. But when he does, he puts a stop to it.
Rodimus lets Buddy pick the date night activities and he is down for anything.
Cuddle? He is already on the berth.
Movie marathon? He has some earth films, and he can ask swerve for some movie suggestions.
He slowly gets Buddy to come back to their normal self.
If Buddy does break down around him, he is going to immediately go for a hug.
If Buddy doesn’t want to touch, he is going to sit by them and keep quiet for a bit. After most of the crying is done, he is going to try and tell a funny story to get them to smile a bit. After that he is going to whisper words of affirmation and affection to them while telling them everything is okay.
If Buddy does want to touch, he is going for it. Hugging them tightly and bring them in as close as he can. Most likely to act as the big spoon and tell them everything is going to be okay even when things don’t feel like it.
He isn’t going to let go anytime soon.
Buddy burying their helm into Rodimus’s neck cables.
Rodimus fighting some tears himself.
“Is this, okay?”--Rodimus
He hugs tighter.
Buddy nods.
Rodimus softly traces Buddy’s frame.
“Everythings okay… I’m here… Your brother’s here… the crews here… You’re here Buddy. I know it doesn’t look too bright right now, but I promise, you’re going to get out of this and your going to kick whatever nightmares you have in the afterburner.”--Rodimus
Buddy chuckles a bit at this.
“Roddy?”--Buddy
“Hmmm?”--Rodimus
“Thank you… love you.”--Buddy
Rodimus’s frame heats up a bit.
“Y-yeah… Love you too.”--Rodimus
Buddy is safe now.
They have a whole crew and family there to catch them if they ever fall again.
#transformers x reader#maccadam#bot buddy#idw mtmte#mtmte x reader#mtmte x platonic reader#mtmte perceptor#mtmte rodimus#mtmte rodimus x reader#mtmte perceptor x sibling
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Someone inspired me with their thunderclash/roddy pill mention so of course my brain went…
What if Ratchet did the same to Roddy because he & drift want a sparkling but neither are the type to carry and they don’t want a spark from a hot spot and they can’t since they aren’t on cybertron. So their best bet is to find a mech who can carry and guess who is the perfect mech with a very high fertility before he even gained the matrix?
Thats right, Roddy.
And who’s the mech desperate to make up for the all pain they caused their amica and said amica’s conjunx?
You guessed it, Roddy.
So of course Ratchet plans to ask Rodimus to carry for himself and Drift. He knows both speedsters still have deep feelings for the other and he can admit he likes the flame racer quite a bit too.
So why not ask?
Well, Rodimus hates his status and ability to carry and how fertile he is. He out right admits at the bar he’s on very heavy meds to keep from getting sparked while wearing a tank bolt and using spike wraps. He openly says he never wants to have a sparkling or lose his figure.
The words are a major hurt and disappointment for Ratchet and he can see it in his conjunxs eyes even if he didn’t know about Ratchets plan. Ratchet knew Drift had a fantasy about Rodimus carrying ever since he was Deadlock, he just never admitted it.
Sooo maybe Ratchet decided he didn’t like the spark broken look on his conjunx at Rodimus words.
Maybe Ratchet decided Rodimus needed a mandatory cheek up after a long enough period. He’s typically thorough in all his examinations of patients so its no shock when he checks Rodimus’s tank bolt.
It’s nothing for him to tamper with the bolt and pop it off without Rodimus knowing.
The mech feels lighter on his pedes without it and leaves with a bounce in his step on his way to get his medication that Ratchet later on switched to placebo pills after going to rodimus hab suite with Drift and excused himself to use the wash racks?
Maybe he mentions the idea of a drinking game a few days later to Drift so it would land all three of them with a couple bottles of energon, low lighting and a charged captain that ends up in berth with the two of them?
Things are awkward at first when Rodimus wakes up furiously apologizing and leaking thinking he’s ruined things between them but Drift is quick to assure him everything is fine, more than fine really and the subject of adding another to their relationship is suddenly brought up but Ratchet doesn’t mind the least. It really goes all together with his plan, something he wishes he thought of in the first place.
The two make it back to their own hab suite where Ratchet is thinking of ways to ask Drift why admit now he wants Rodimus when he hadn’t before and without saying anything to him. Only to be met with Rodimus’s actual medicine pack in Drift’s servos with the mech looking at him with such an unreadable face plate.
“Were you ever going to tell me?”
“I…”
“You should’ve told me.”
“Wait. what?”
“I knew. Roddy said he left a check up with you. But it wasn’t his turn to get a check up just yet. I know, because I always remind him to schedule it right after my own.”
Ratchet was at a lost for words and Drift steps closer to him.
“I know why you did it,” Drift hugs him and Ratchet feels the world spin as he wraps his conjunx in his arms.
“I wish you would’ve told me from the start. I would’ve helped ya know? I don’t like secrets between us, though, its still a nice surprise.”
What could Ratchet really say to that?
Drift tells him they get a sparkling and he gets Rodimus. He asks what he can do for Ratchet getting him such wonderful gifts that he’s always wanted and Ratchet just—
“I want those things too.”
So to their happiness and elation and Rodimus’s greatest despair and terror, he’s sparked from that night.
So many tears, a lot of broken things in his office to later his hab suite that he trashes before eventually clawing at his own frame and tanks in pure distress before Drift and Ratchet have to grab and sedate him.
They learn the news when Ratchet does a scan after they lay him in the med bay and through a lot of tears on Rodimus part and reassurance on Drift and Ratchets, they convince Rodimus to keep the sparkling and even share hab suites to help him better in this process.
Just Ratchet doing a dirty underhanded thing and Drift finding out on his own only to join in and really help seal the deal. They got what they wanted.
A sparkling and Rodimus.
And said bot is none the wiser to any of this till he’s in the half mark of carrying and finds his actual pills that they forgot to get rid of.
But by then its too late and he’s already more in love with the two but now there’s this underlying fear and anxious curl in his being every time he looks at them to the point he doesn’t want them to touch him.
I would guess he admits he knows when laying in berth and the two become worried at their breaking point when Rodimus won’t allow them to touch him even though he needs it for a healthy carrying and sparkling.
Just all of them messed up from this outcome but still staying together?
I probably should’ve posted this myself instead of putting all this in your ask box 😭
OHohoh we are stealing Rodimus’ birth control again. yeah, oh yeah, Ratchet meddling with Rodimus’ very meticulous installed birth control because he and Drift are too old to spark, so why not have Rodimus make up for all the ways he’d hurt Drift by carrying their sparkling? Getting Roddy tipsy and dragging him into their bed is the easy part…
god i just love creepy older couple dratchet.
Once Rodimus is knocked up against his will and knows that they’ve both planned it this way he’s too numb to freak out. He withholds sex from them, hoping he can halt the carrying cycle by not taking any transfluid, but that thing just holds on and he eventualy gives in. Once the sparkling is about to pop out, Rodimus feels just too ugly to go to someone else… but Drift and Ratchet still want to interface with him, even though his belly is stretched out and his waist is filling out, and he knows no one else will want him more than they do at this point.
Drift and Ratchet love him, in their own way, he knows that...
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Grand Slam Thoughts!
The Eddie win!! I absolutely loved that, he deserves it so much
Fucking Roddy oh my god
Jericho and Sammy was good. The fact that it lead to more Don Callis was absolutely unforgivable though
I’m not gonna lie I was hoping Rey Fenix was going to win and I’m glad he did (even though he clearly wasn’t supposed to). I really hope Mox is okay though
That match was also just fucking insanely awesome, both of those guys are amazing. I love watching Rey Fenix so much, and Mox is always good
Christian and Luchasaurus finally breaking up on Saturday when Christian cheats him out of the TNT championship?? (And as bitter as I am toward Jack Perry after the whole Punk thing, I want Jurassic Express reunited in the worst way, so if Luchasaurus is in trouble at some point and Jack comes to save him, resulting in a simultaneous face turn and best friends back together, I would be so happy)
Toni. Fucking. Storm. The entrance, the gear, the black and white filter, the shoe beating, the kiss!!, everything
(I was hoping that maybe Saraya and Ruby would start beating on her after it was over and then Thunder Rosa would surprise everyone and come back, saving her friend (and reuniting ThunderStorm!!!) and going after the belt that is very much hers)
Everything about MJF/Joe. Everything. The Kangaroo Kick, the face when he pulled out the ring, Adam coming when he needed him and giving him the boost he needed to win, Adam helping him hide the evidence of his cheating, the hug, the kiss!!!!, everything. It was just so good.
That match took absolutely everything out of me though. I was on the edge of my seat and holding my breath the entire time
I can’t wait for Friday
#aew#all elite wrestling#aew grand slam#maxwell jacob friedman#mjf#adam cole#better than you bay bay#adamjf#wrestling#burberry boom boyz#samoa joe#toni storm#rey fenix#jon moxley#eddie kingston#claudio castagnoli#chris jericho#sammy guevara#saraya#christian cage#luchasaurus#roderick strong
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Please talk about "Meeting Cyclonus’ parents” — I really want to know how that'd go down!
Better than that! I might as well post what I got written!
This was all for a variation of the Galvadad au (a fantasy au one though that doesn't pop up here). But I had a bit of fun writing it. Do enjoy!
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"So where are we going this time?" Roddy asked.
"To Vos," Galvatron said.
"Cool!" The city of fliers. Roddy had heard so much about that. He couldn't wait to see. Good thing he had packed his hoverboard.
"Where to first?"
"We shall be stopping on the mountains just outside the city, to visit Cyclonus's parents."
Roddy turned with huge optics towards the shuttle-jet.
"Whoa!" he whispered in awe. "You have parents?"
Cyclonus was so aloof and scary that Roddy had always imagined that Cyclonus had just kind of sprung fully formed from the ground or an egg or something. He couldn't imagine Cyclonus with a family.
Cyclonus simply nodded in response to Roddy's awe.
"My creators are two of the fiercest warriors to have ever graced the skies. They taught me everything I know about loyalty, devotion and fighting. In battle the two are ruthless and cunning."
"Wow." Now Roddy was imagining two even bigger Cyclonus's and even scarier. Then he gulped and wondered how scary they might actually be.
Galvatron gave a sharp laugh, before patting his hand on Roddy's shoulder.
"Do not worry, you shall meet them soon enough."
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The door was opened and a little purple seeker stepped through. She was wearing a set of optical enhancers on her nasal ridge. Next to Cyclonus she was tiny. She looked up at him and then her optics widened, she turned back into the house and called.
"Dearie! Our Cyclonus is here!" She spun round back to Cyclonus and went to embrace him. Cyclonus got down on his knees and hugged her.
"Hello mummy," he said.
"Oh goodness, we haven't seen you in so long. You just keep getting taller."
"It's because I always eat my greens," Cyclonus smiled. He actually genuinely smiled!
"Well good. I always told you enough as a youngling."
Then another purple femme stepped out. This time a shuttle who was even taller than Cyclonus.
"Oh! It's my little boy!" She managed to engulf all three of them in a hug.
"Hello mama."
Roddy wasn't prepared for any of this. His mind was reeling at what he seeing. These two looked like the nicest femmes he'd ever seen. How could these two possibly be Cyclonus's parents?
Once he was released from the hug the little seeker looked over and noticed the other two waiting there.
"Oh! Galvatron, how lovely to see you again." She came over and gave Galvatron another big friendly hug.
"Always a pleasure to see you."
She next turned her attention to Roddy, and then her optics sparkled.
"And who's this?"
"Hi. I'm Hot Rod," Roddy smiled. Suddenly he found himself instantly wrapped in a big hug.
"Cyclonus! You brought us a grandson!" The seeker exclaimed. Roddy felt sure he could hear Cyclonus spluttering somewhere. "Oh look at you! Aren't you just so cute?"
Roddy was unhooked from the hug and found himself being examined and checked over. The little seeker scrutinising every bit of him.
"Oh, you're so small! And look at your wings!" she said as she looked over Roddy's spoiler.
Suddenly the shuttle was also securitising him and fussing over him.
"How can you fly on those wings? They're so small. I guess he must be a warframe-seeker mix. But I've never a warframe so small. The poor thing's clearly not being fed enough."
"Mama, if I can explain..." Cyclonus tried to say.
"What you need is a good hearty meal," the seeker said, "come on in and we can have some cake."
Roddy was going to protest that he was just the right size for a racer his age but then there was the mention of cake and he immediately shut his mouth.
"Come on inside, just this way," the seeker said as she led Roddy into the home.
#Transformers#Cyclonus#Galvatron#Galvacyc#Galvadad#Hot Rod#Rodimus#TF Hot Rod#My Writings#Maccadam#writing meme
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if the resident giant human were to (per se) be a professional cuddler, i imagine it would help the crew leaps and bounds (or those willing to put aside their skepticism and get a snug when they’re feeling down or just need a hug from a bud). how do you think this dynamic would go down? i’ve had this idea in my head for a bit since ive always wondered how cuddling would go down with frame differences and kibble and such
(Heads up, I took this more as a Reader doesn't mind physical affection or direct contact and the crew ran away with it.)
It’s Rodimus that started it. Really. The captain is very much a flirtatious sort. Very physically affectionate, this captain is. Quite loud and absolutely bombastic. You’re genuinely surprised that neither you nor him ended up in each other’s habsuites earlier. Not surprised that alcohol was involved, though.
You and he are your newly acquired couch that’s suited for your size and comfort, complete with soft cushions and blankets, trying to sober up with varying levels of success. Rodimus is sprawled all over your lap as you surf something to binge on the current galaxy’s version of Netflix. Rodimus, under a haze of comfortable softness that’s your thighs and brain-mouth filter rendered nonexistent after pounding it hard, asks if you could rub his helm. Too amused that his very frame is hiccuping, you did just to see the results.
Somewhere after the fourth episode and your hand wandering down to his spoiler for its own pets, Roddy sprawled across your lap and knocked out, engine rumbling idling in a low purr, armor relaxed enough to fully fit your hand underneath to touch protoform. This guy is a heavy son-of-a-bitch, so you’re pinned there until morning.
You find out that mechs can drool and Rodimus is one of them. You also find out that his spoiler can flex on its own and seems to droop whenever you stop petting.
Even before the Incident that led to your acquired giant status, Tailgate is delighted over the fact you're a willing participant in social exchanges of direct contact. He's very affectionate and friendly on the physical scale compared to the rest of the Lost Light crew.
Tailgate hailed from a bygone era where a nuzzle could be a sincere gesture of appreciation. He doesn’t mind close physical contact. The mini was one of the very few mechs that allowed you to hitch a ride on his shoulders or boost you to a counter if there wasn’t a platform available. Something tells you he either has prior experience with smaller lifeforms or he’s that considerate.
Your couch seems to get far more action after the giantification process. Much less sex than you thought, but no less fun.
Tailgate absolutely is doooooown for movie nights. He has snacks, drinks, pillows, and blankets. He even managed to convince Rewind (didn’t take much) and Swerve (took less effort than Rewind) to join.
The couch is crowded. Tailgate is confused by the plot but having a blast by your side. You’re glued to the screen. Swerve is trying to play it cool but failing on your other side. Rewind is on the arm and is completely fascinated by the entire byplay.
Despite his embarrassment, Rodimus does come back to “Netflix and chill” on the couch. You pop in a marathon or a director’s cut of an already long-ass film and pat your thighs for him to lie down on them.
Humans do have an electromagnetic field. They don’t have the capabilities like Cybertronians to expand or shrink or the emotional filter. It has a chaotic rhythm and strangely pings as “honest” to them.
Rodimus manages to convince Drift to join and somehow you’re the one that’s sprawled across their frames. The captain has your legs and the TIC has a pillow on his thighs with you resting on it.
Rodimus has a thing for action comedies and isekai anime. Drift, on the other hand, enjoys horror. Rodimus is grasping your knees and calves as you and Drift casually make light-hearted bets on the characters’ deaths. The swordsmech has a tendency to absentmindedly play with your hair and is the most relaxed you’ve ever seen the mech.
Drift isn’t unaware. He’s surprised that you allow them a lot of leeway. Doubly so since Rodimus is fond of you. The neck is one of the few areas that’s exposed in some way or some form; there’s a reason why medical berths do have ways to brute force into a Cybertronian’s frame to immobilize and access their innards. No one likes being put in a vulnerable position.
Human bodies are confusing. And so are Cybertronian frames. Intellectually, you know certain appendages can be sensitive. Hell, even considered a major erogenous zone. But sometimes you goddamn wonder how the hell it works whenever Ratchet applied “blunt force therapy” to his finicky medic hands that mecha swear to their jaded sparks that sucking on those fingers could blow a medic’s processor out, or side-eye Bluestreak’s ability to bump his doorwings into objects and surfaces without screaming.
So far, you notice forged medics enjoy being the big spoon, and really, really enjoy having their servos on your belly or tucked into your side.
They can pick up your biochemistry and it's filtered as pleasant white noise rather than activating diagnostic routines. In addition to your natural warmth and softer flesh, it’s quite relaxing to simply wind down and drift away.
You find out that kibble and wings can take damage. Sensors and pressure sites and nervecircuits are dispersed in a certain way across those appendages to factor environmental variables; plus, mecha are able to control their sensitivity and sensation input.
Smokescreen and Bluestreak teach you how to massage them. Where to knead, how much force to apply, what kinds of polish and oils to use, and so on.
Bluestreak prefers a deep-tissue equivalent. While the base looks complicated (because it is) with hinges and pulleys and interconnected cable systems attached to not only plating but to their protoform as well, it’s a tricky, yet simple thing to navigate. You need the powersuit for his massage since your bare hands, even at their roughest, can’t get the right amount of force and friction. Long and strong strokes across his back. Short and sharp strokes to get out the rougher tension. Hands flat as you harshly knead or carefully punch the base to “reset” it, and carefully work your way up the panels and edges and seams to get the connected suites and sensors. Your field leaves a pleasant buzz on his doorwings as they reconfigure.
Smokescreen prefers the joints in his wings getting worked over and over by your bare hands. Skin feels like a very supple, flexible protoform. The repetitive movement and “gentle servos” make it easy for him to relax and unwind.
Trailcutter finds out you make a really great teddy bear. His insides is about 80% engex and his processor is floating away, but you’re also marinating in an equivalent amount of alien liquor as you cuddle into his lap.
You and him are so gone that Neocybex and English have no communication misunderstandings. You’re very comfortable, he says, slurring the glyphs. Yeah, you’re comfy, too, big guy, you say in a very understanding manner.
Everyone else around is flipping their shit because Trailcutter simply tucks your head under his chin and passes another shot into your hands as he takes a moment to enjoy said cuddle.
He does hold your hands because the small, yet very persistent part of his processor that’s valiantly holding all his common sense is howling that it’s a Very Bad Thing to let the wandering hands of a drunk Liaison that’s now fascinated by the “pretty lights” of his chassis biolights near said body parts.
#ask#transformers idw#transformers#mtmte#idw#reader insert#rodimus prime#rodimus#tailgate#swerve#rewind#drift#trailcutter#trailbreaker#bluestreak#smokescreen#maccadam#alcohol#these fuckers are touch starved#my writing#and it's hilarious watching two drunks talk in different langauges#but still GET each other
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♤{Never Leave Again..}♤
{Rating: "it's so Fluffy I'm gonna die!"}
【Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of Abandonment, Crying, short reunion of couple, Wrestling match injury, Blood, Kissing, Little smidge of smut before it stops.】
🚾: Around 1k
〔Pairing: Adam Cole & Rachelle White〕
《Summary: Adam Cole comes back after World's End to surprise his Girlfriend of 3 years, since he's been on the road for 4 months (I'm working on one of these with Will Ospreay) But she breaks down instead not expecting him to return until late March》
[Rachelle's POV:]
I was watching AEW replays on my TV, my apartment was a mess. I'd been hit with alot of sadness this week, I was missing my boyfriend Adam.. Roderick had come to pick him up from my apartment 4 months ago, and i had felt abandoned.. I was lying on my couch while the TV played the AEW sound, I almost fell asleep until I heard a knock at my door. I had quickly opened it to See Adam, my Boyfriend! He'd come back, without his friends too.
I hugged him and began to cry.. I couldn't control myself
"Dove... Calm down" He said
"I'm sorry, I've just been going through alot.." I sighed
"It's fine, I'll call Taven and Bennett, you go shower and I'll fix this place up." He said
"Ok." I hummed
I began to start the shower and began to shower, I had felt so much better than before.
MEANWHILE:
『Matt Taven's POV:』
Me and Mike were called over to Rachelle's Place by Adam, we've been there a couple times. But not really in a weird way, most of the time Adam just wanted to stream games with us.
But Adam needed our help this time, He got a bad injury 3 months ago and broke his Ankle, so it's still healing up. I had no problem with helping Adam, but Mike clearly did. He complained the entire drive there until Roderick Slapped his face.
We arrived at The house and walked inside, We had to Help Adam with a couple random dishes that were everywhere, I was lucky I had brought Adam that Blanket He'd gotten specifically for Rachelle, So I while I was busy with the dishes, Mike was Vacuuming the floor, and Roddy was busy scrubbing and deep cleaning the table.
<After Rachelle Gets out of the shower>
[Rachelle's POV:]
I got out of the Shower and went to my room, I grabbed one of Adam's old Tees and threw it on with a pair of shorts.
I went into the living and was shocked at what Adam accomplished with the boys, I felt so bad for Mike and Matt though, since they got cut a couple times and were now bleeding a smidge.
I sat down on the couch and Adam put on some random show, he then decided to jokingly grab my ass while everyone was looking.
"Adam!" I slapped his hand playfully
"What? They've heard us before." He smirked
"Why!" I blushed heavily "How could you?"
"What. Sometimes my match doesn't drain my adrenaline. You help." He chuckled
"They probably wish they could have you like me Dove~" Adam Whispered against my neck
I shivered in instinct.
"You two should kiss!" Mike joked
Adam Captured my lips and trapped me in a heated kiss
"Got anything to say boys?" Adam Joked
"Can We never leave again?" Roddy Joked
"I mean if it's Ok with my Rae-Rae." Adam Said
I nodded yes as I was still blushing from the kiss mere seconds ago
"Well, I guess welcome home guys" Adam joked again
They've been with us for awhile and are fine with the occasional no night of sleep or locker room being locked after a match. Heh.
Guess they are best friends after all..
「The End」
#{♡}delilah's fics{♧}#aew#aew drabble#oneshot#aew fanfiction#aew smut#all elite wrestling#adam cole x reader#ocs#drabble#<3#Will Ospreay is Next! <3
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Hetalia Rare Pair Week Day 3 - Celebrity
Pairing: Netherlands/Ukraine (NedKraine)
Words: 1,166
@hetalia-rarepairweek
After Sour Candy had rehearsed their set, their manager, Roderich, spoke to them.
"Kateryna, I have something I need to tell you." Roderich explains.
"What is it?" Kateryna asks quietly, curling a blonde strand of hair around her finger.
"I've hired a bodyguard for you. It's for your own protection." Roderich smiles.
"Roddy, you know that Mhairi, Shannon and I can protect Katy." Erzsébet smiles at her fiancé.
"Yes, I know the four of you are close, but I don't want anyone hurt." Roderich tells them, "Anyway, I want you to meet Lars."
"You must be Kateryna, Erzsébet, Mhairi, and Shannon." Lars smiles politely.
"Yes, I'm Kateryna." Kateryna smiles back, "Erzsébet is the brunette, Mhairi is the redhead, and Shannon is the strawberry blonde."
"Anyway, Lars is here to protect you from anyone that could harm you, and Gilbert suggested him, so if there are any problems, talk to him," Roderich explains.
"Don't worry, Katy. I know Lars, and he's a great guy. We're both friends with Gilbert." Mhairi smiles.
"And he's Mathias' best friend." Shannon smiles, "You're in good hands."
"Roderich, are you sure this is a good idea?" Erzsébet asks.
"Lars is the best in the business, and both Mhairi and Shannon trust that Kateryna will be safe." Roderich reassures, "Just to let you know that Lars will be living with you, Kateryna."
"Okay." Kateryna smiles softly.
"Don't worry, it'll be like I'm not even there." Lars smiles.
"Yeah, like you won't notice someone that is six foot five and built like a bloody tank." Mhairi laughs loudly.
Lars then glares at Mhairi.
"Sorry, but it's true." Mhairi giggles, and Erzsébet and Shannon both try not to laugh.
"Ignore them." Kateryna smiles at Lars.
Later, after Sour Candy had performed their set, Kateryna hugged her bandmates goodbye before leaving with Lars.
"I have a guest bedroom that you can use." Kateryna explains as she unlocks the door to her three-bedroom apartment, "Is there anything I can get you?"
"Just a glass of water, please." Lars responds, sitting down on the cream couch.
"Sure, and please make yourself at home." Kateryna smiled as she walked into the kitchen.
Kateryna soon emerges from the kitchen with a glass of water for Lars and a box of chocolate chip cookies. Kateryna hands Lars the water and offers him a cookie.
"Thank you." Lars smiles taking a cookie, "So, I need to ask, what has happened for you to need my protection?"
"Well, long story short, my ex-boyfriend threatened me after a messy breakup. It wasn't a great relationship, and he was violent with me. That was why we broke up." Kateryna sighed, trying not to cry, "Roderich has been worried about me for about six weeks, and he's also worried about Erzsébet, Mhairi, and Shannon, as we're so close, and they'll have no qualms about protecting me."
"Kateryna, please don't worry. I'll protect you, and if he tries to hurt you, he has to get through me first." Lars reassures.
"Thank you." Kateryna sobs.
A couple of months later, Sour Candy finished their show when Kateryna's ex-boyfriend, Corey, tried to shoot her. After realising Kateryna's danger, Lars jumped in front of her, pushed her out of the path of the bullet, and took the bullet in his arm for her.
"Lars, are you okay?" Kateryna sobs, holding Lars in her arms.
"Yeah, just a bullet in the arm." Lars laughs it off.
"I know first aid." Mhairi tells them before running off for a first aid kit.
"Lars, I can't believe you would endanger your life for me." Kateryna sobs.
"Katy, I didn't just do it as your bodyguard; I did it because I love you." Lars smiles.
"What?" Kateryna gasps.
"I really do, Katy. You are an amazing woman, and I would do anything to make you happy." Lars smiles at me.
"Oh, Lars." Kateryna smiles and then gently kisses Lars on the lips.
Mhairi returns with the first aid kit and wraps a bandage around Lars' arm.
"You need to hold still." Mhairi scolds, "Katy, can you hold Lars and ensure he doesn't move."
"Right, lovebirds." Erzsébet laughs, "There are two detectives who want to speak to both of you."
"Can you ask them to wait until Mhairi has finished bandaging up Lars' arm?" Kateryna asks.
"Yeah." Shannon smiled as she went out of the room.
Once Mhairi is finished, Shannon returns with two detectives, Mathias and Gilbert.
"Hello." Mathias smiles softly.
"If you don't feel up to answering any questions, please say, and we'll stop." Gilbert smiles at Kateryna and Lars.
"No, we'll be fine." Kateryna smiles.
"So, to let you know that he's been booked into custody and that you're safe." Mathias explains, smiling softly.
"I'm glad." Kateryna smiles as Lars nods.
"So, could you explain your relationship to the shooter?" Gilbert asks.
"Well, he's my ex-boyfriend. It was a volatile relationship, and he was abusive. I left him about six months ago, and he didn't take it so well." Kateryna explains, sobbing.
"So, that was why Roderich asked me if I knew anyone who could protect you, as he never specified." Gilbert sighs, "I'm glad I mentioned Lars to Roderich."
"He's been amazing. The first night, I had night terrors and screamed; when Lars heard, he ran into my room and threatened whoever was hurting me, even if it was just a dream." Kateryna explains, smiling.
"Please don't worry, we'll get you justice." Mathias smiles, "But Gilbert and I need to leave and get back to the station."
"Thank you so much." Kateryna smiles at them.
After Mathias and Gilbert leave, Lars pulls Kateryna into a hug and kisses the top of Kateryna's head.
"How are you feeling?" Lars asks.
"Still in shock." Kateryna starts to sob again.
"Lars, you should go to the hospital to get your wound looked at." Kateryna sobs.
"If you come with me, I'll go." Lars smiles.
"I won't have you go on your own." Kateryna smiles.
The next day, after Kateryna had taken Lars to the hospital, Lars had the bullet removed from his arm and then it was stitched up and bandaged; Erzsébet, Mhairi, and Shannon visited Kateryna's apartment.
"How's the bullet wound?" Mhairi asks, sitting down next to Shannon on the couch.
"I've had the bullet removed, and it's been stitched up." Lars explains, "But Katy's been looking after me, and we're going out for dinner tonight."
"And you're not going as her bodyguard?" Shannon asks, giggling.
"Nope. It's a date." Kateryna explains.
"How exciting." Erzsébet giggles.
"I'm so excited, but we'll take it easy." Kateryna smiles.
"So, where are you going for dinner?" Mhairi asks.
"We're going to the fancy restaurant not far from here." Lars explains, "Kateryna suggested it."
"We love that place." Erzsébet smiles.
"We wanted to check on you both, but we'll let you prepare for your date tonight." Mhairi smiles before leaving with Erzsébet and Shannon.
After Erzsébet, Mhairi, and Shannon left, Lars pulled Kateryna into an embrace, and he felt her relax.
"Are you okay?" Lars asks, concerned.
"I'm fine. I'm just happy to be with you, my hero." Kateryna smiles.
#hetalia#hetalia rarepairweek#aph rarepairweek#rarepairweek 2023#hetalia fanfiction#hws netherlands#hws ukraine#netherlandsxukraine#nedkraine
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FicTober: Day 7
Prompt #7: "Do you recognise this?"
Original Fiction: Broken Mirrors Series
Rating: G
Warnings: N/A
Characters: Alice Sweeney, Roderich Klein, Gilbert Lehmann, Baltasar Klein
Ships: N/A
Alice smiled brightly as she and Gilbert buzzed with excitement, they had been planning this surprise for months.
“Do you think he’ll like it? He’s been really upset since the divorce…”
“Alice, he’ll love it. I promise. I think it's just what he needs.”
Alice straightened her back, leaning up from polishing the ivory keys, “I hope so. He’s been avoiding everyone since he kicked her out.”
Gilbert smiled, pulling the black cloth over the piano to hide it, “He’s probably embarrassed about the situation. He loved her and trusted her, he didn’t even believe me when I told him about her. I’m sure he just doesn’t want an I told you so.”
The two jumped slightly as Baltasar excitedly dragged Roderich into the room, “Come on Dad!”
“Balt, relax. Why are we rushing? It’s-”
Roderich stilled when he noticed the two standing in his living room, “Alice? Gilbert? What are you two doing in my house?”
Alice smiled sheepishly, “Well, we’re here to surprise you.”
“We were worried, Rod. You’ve been avoiding everyone and even your kid was getting worried about you. He helped us plan a little surprise for you to force you to come to the annual get-together.”
Roderich huffed in annoyance, “And if I refuse?”
Alice smiled, quickly pulling the cloth off of the piano, “Then this will go to waste!”
Gilbert smirked as he watched Roderich’s wide eyes take in the piano beside them, “Do you recognise this, Roddy?”
Roderich hesitantly approached the large piano, “I…I can’t believe it. Where did you even get this?”
Alice gently placed her hand on his arm, “I saved it from the castle. Gilbert’s been working on fixing it up for years, and we finally got it working right again.”
Gilbert smiled proudly as he pointed to the keys, “The keys are from the old one, everything else I had to hand carve to match the burnt one.”
“You remade it?”
Gilbert nodded, “Yeah, you said it was your father’s. I couldn’t leave it to rot with the rest of the castle.”
Alice stifled her giggle as Roderich suddenly hugged Gilbert tightly.
“Dad, could you teach me how to play it?”
The three turned to the small boy who eyed the piano with awe, they had forgotten about the boy while they were caught up in the moment.
Roderich quickly wiped his eyes from the brimming tears, “Of course, I’ll show you just like my father taught me.”
Alice and Gilbert couldn’t hide their smiles as Roderich quickly sat beside his son and began to explain the different piano keys. He would recover from leaving his wife and so would his son.
#fictober23#day 7#broken mirrors#original fiction#alice sweeney#gilbert lehmann#roderich klein#baltasar klein#Roderich Marcel Klein#roddy klein#rod klein#roddy#rod#Baltasar Manu Klein#balt klein#balt#baltasar#Gilbert Hendrik Lehmann#gil lehmann#gil#gilbert#alice#Alice Eilwen Sweeney
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Sims 4 Fontenot Legacy - Toddler Troubles and Restaurant Renovations
Back after a long break! Life got pretty crazy and I wasn't playing my game at all, but I'm finally back! So, let's get to the updates, shall we?
As the twins' first full day as toddlers emerge, Alma is the first to wake up. It seems although she was a good sleeper in infancy, her days of sleeping well are behind her for now. She wakes up in a mood, and with it being so early in the morning no one else is awake. This allows her to quietly get into mischief.
Alma ends up occupying her free time with exploring the toilet, the adults blissfully unaware in their slumber for a while. However, eventually, someone enters to use the bathroom and discovers the scene.
Scarlett: Oh ho ho, what do we have here? Getting into trouble this morning, are we? Come on, let's find something else for you to do, eh?
Alma's parents eventually wake, but Scarlett insists she's got her. While Sabrina gets ready for the day, Juno wakes and is a little fussy so Sigrid grabs him.
Robin: You're so good with him.
Sigrid: Yeah, he's my little buddy.
Sigrid sighs.
Sigrid: I know the girls only just aged up, but I already miss them at this age. So sweet and cuddly, just wanting to be loved.
Robin: Yeah. It was great.
Sigrid: You know... I wouldn't mind doing it again, you know. I know I said I was done but... maybe, you know? I don't need it, I'm perfectly happy with just our girls, but maybe...
Robin: Well we have time to think about it. Maybe it'll be nice to add one more to the mix. But I agree, Alma and Audrey are more than enough for me. We'll just see where life takes us, yeah?
Sigrid: Yeah, I think that's a good plan.
Renovations to the restaurant have been going well, so today Sabrina makes a visit to the space to check on the progress, which looks really good much to their excitement.
Sabrina: Yeah Mom, the place looks great! Looks like they're almost done, definitely ready for our Saturday opening!
While Sabrina's on the phone, some other familiar faces make their way in.
Lakshmi: Hello, Chef!
Sabrina: Laks! So good to see you girl!
Lakshmi: Great to see you too! I pulled someone else along with me.
Sabrina turns to Nyla.
Sabrina: I see! Hey there stranger, can I get a hug?
Nyla smirks, chuckling.
Nyla: I suppose I can manage one of those.
The trio sit to chat.
Lakshmi: The place really looks great Sabrina! So your style.
Sabrina: Thanks, I think so too. We're just about ready for our grand opening. I'm nervous, but hopefully, it'll go well.
Lakshmi: Well in other news, how's Juno doing?
Sabrina: He's getting so big and learning so much! He's not much younger than the twins so he's going to age up soon! We'll have to start arranging playdates with him and Roddy!
Nyla smiles: I think Roddy will like that! It's so great that he'll have a little buddy to hang out with!
Sabrina: But enough about me, what's going on in your lives?
Nyla: Just focused on being a good mom over here, but I think Laks has got some news to discuss.
The two turn to her, a grin spreading across her face.
Lakshmi: Well... I met someone.
Sabrina: No way! That's huge Laks! Congrats!
Lakshmi: Thanks, it was a surprise to me too. We've just moved in together and are getting settled in, but I think we're about ready to have our first guests over. I'd like to invite you both over for dinner tomorrow night, if you're free.
Sabrina: I think I can work it out with my mom, she loves caring for Juno.
Nyla: It's been a while since I've gotten out for more than an hour or two without Roddy... might be nice.
Lakshmi: You should bring Alex too! Parents' night out!
Nyla: I'll see what he says.
Lakshmi: Sabrina, you should invite Beau too.
Sabrina's eyes widen a little.
Sabrina: Beau? Why should I do that?
Lakshmi: Come on, Sabrina, you've got to face him. The restaurant is almost off the ground. He's given you the space you needed. You shouldn't leave him in the dark like this. A night out together could be what you both need.
Sabrina: I'm not sure. Beau was pretty adamant about things. And... I'm not sure if I know what I want right now.
Lakshmi: Please, just ask? I'd love to have us all together again. It's been so long.
Sabrina: Alright, I'll ask if he's free. And I'll try to keep it together for a night, for you.
Lakshmi smiles.
Lakshmi: Thanks.
While Lakshmi uses the bathroom, Nyla and Sabrina are left alone and have a moment to chat.
Sabrina: So... about our last chat. Look, I'm sorry. You and Alex have been through a lot. I just didn't want you to make a rash decision.
Nyla: You were right, Bina. I was scared. I'm trying not to let my emotions cloud my judgment. Alex and I are in a good spot right now. We're trying to reconnect, trying to see each other as people and not just Roddy's parents. It's taking some time, but I'm hopeful. I think you should try and do the same with Beau. I know it's not exactly the same circumstances, but he wants to be there for you. Don't push him away.
Sabrina nods.
Sabrina: Yeah... I'll try. Maybe Laks is right. Maybe tomorrow will be good for all of us.
Nyla: Guess we'll just have to wait and see, yeah?
Nyla sighs, looking at her friend.
Nyla: I've missed you, Bina.
Sabrina: I missed you too.
#sims 4 fontenot legacy#sims 4 legacy challenge#sims 4#sims 4 legacy#sims 4 modded#simblr#ts4 simblr#ts4
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Blood, snap, and smirk?
Blood:
9-1-1 Genfic with Buck and Bobby:
Because it was his fault that at his own welcome back party, Buck started choking on his own blood on the patio and again had to wake up in the hospital, unsure how he got there.
Slow Horses:
Roddy was a lot of things, and despite what he told people, he was not a god. He couldn’t track information that wasn’t there. He could tell Lamb the last place it was on, which was of little help. Just an average corner of an average street, nothing and nowhere of interest nearby. Not even a bloody bus stop.
Hudson & Rex:
There was just…so much blood. In the dog’s fur, on the man’s hands, on his suit jacket and white shirt.
And then the dog whined, briefly trying to lift its head, but unable to rise higher than a few inches before dropping back down.
“What happened?” Linda demanded, snapping her fingers to Bailey. “Call Dr. Katz, tell her it’s an emergency and they need the OR.”
The blood welled up between Jesse’s fingers even as he pressed down hard enough to make Charlie yelp, and Rex immediately pushed his head against Charlie’s, whining.
Jesse always thought ‘blood drained from their face’ was a literary phenomena. An exaggeration, at the very least. Charlie paled so fast and so completely, he looked like a corpse, and Jesse could see the exact moment Charlie conceded to himself that maybe he wasn’t doing too well.
Charlie looked surprised to see her, his brow furrowing. “When did you- I told them not to bother you.” If Charlie had any blood left in his face, Jesse was sure he would be a violent crimson right now.
Magnum PI 2018:
“Shut up!” the man with a harpoon gun snarled, jabbing the pointed end of the spear gun at Magnum’s arm, drawing blood.
It wasn’t fine. He knew it wasn’t fine. His head was killing him, and he could barely see out of one eye thanks to the blood covering it.
Smirk:
9-1-1
Bobby smirked, ignoring the half hearted complaint as he picked up another piece of fruit, gently testing the firmness with a few quick squeezes. Deciding it was unripe, he placed it back on top of the pile and continued searching. “I’m not saying that you can’t cook well enough to keep yourself alive. Clearly, you can. But you’re missing the point.”
He hadn’t meant to get lost in thought, the memories making him smile absently as he perused the vegetables on display. Hadn’t even realized he’d done it until he caught Buck staring him, mouth caught somewhere between a frown and a smile that came off more of a smirk even as his brow furrowed, and Bobby assumed he must have missed a question or comment while reminiscing.
Hudson & Rex
Charlie clenched his fist, pulling it up to rest over his heart, and Rex shot to his feet, jumping up with his paws on Charlie’s chest to get a quick kiss and a hug.
Sarah tried not to laugh - because Charlie really did need to work on his speech - but it was hard not to. “What’re you going to do when you need to interrogate a suspect?”
Charlie smirked at that, and signaled for Rex to get down.
Umbrella Academy
“I’d rather lick battery acid,” Five growled.
Diego sighed, scratching at the raised scar tissue on the side of his head. “Trust me, Five, you’re not my idea of a good choice, either. You’re not my first choice. You’re not even my last choice. You’re literally the only choice.”
“Guess it’s not happening then, huh?” Five quipped with a smirk, blinking across the living room and back to the bar for his abandoned drink.
Magnum PI 2018
Thomas stared at him. He didn’t hear a single word the man said. The world faded around the edges, tunneling his vision until all he could see was Jahingir. The confident smirk on his face. The pristine white of his perahan turban, the fine embroidery of his coat along the chest. Everything about him was perfect. Pristine.
And in that moment, Thomas wanted him to be as ugly on the outside as he was on the inside.
Snap:
Hudson & Rex
“What happened?” Linda demanded, snapping her fingers to Bailey. “Call Dr. Katz, tell her it’s an emergency and they need the OR.”
Magnum PI 2018
“Hey - hey, doc!” Magnum was suddenly shouting, snapping his fingers to get the nearest corpsman’s attention. “Sarge - Rick - this is important, and I need you to focus. When did you get your rabies vaccine?”
“I am not going.” He enunciated each word with such force she felt herself take a step back. “End of story. And I promise you, Robin wouldn’t make me go.”
“Magnum -”
He didn’t wait for her to finish whatever thought she had in mind to share, turning abruptly on his heel and marching out across the lawn, headed straight for the boat house. When one of the Lads growled at him passing, he snapped something at them to make the doberman back down almost instantly, and he continued on.
“I’ve survived worse,” Thomas snapped. He took another step and, of its own volition, his leg gave out on him, wobbling for a moment before folding like a cheap chair. He half managed to catch himself, putting one arm out to break his fall, but the jarring impact sent another spike of agony through his head.
Sometimes mere seconds passed. Other times, half an hour. He was jittery and anxious and that just made him angrier. He snapped at people for no reason. Walking too close. Talking too loud. Not having the right coffee in the lounge down the hall. For asking how he was doing. He snapped at TC for asking what he wanted to watch on the TV in his room, and then was angry over being angry for nothing.
“You can’t ask that of me,” Rick snapped, pointing a finger at him. “You don’t get to ask that. It kept me alive. It’s why I’m still here, and it’s why I have to stay, and you cannot even begin to understand how much I need it.”
Whew. That's a lot, and none of it where I expected to find it. Niiiice. Thanks for playing!
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AEW Revolution 3/3/24
I think Revolution will always be my favorite of AEW's PPVs. It was the first wrestling PPV I ever bought back in 2020.
YOU'VE GOT THIS, DANIEL, YOU ARE IMMUNE TO CHRISTIAN'S EVIL WILES
Pike Trickleg has snuggled next to me to watch
@weareallkosh is home and I am abandoned by the cat
What if Luchasaurus leaves Christian and bonds with Daniel as his new designated twink
DADDY MAGIC BEST DAD
BOO but also I do kind of want Christian to stay champion until Father's Day
Eddie, King of the Bums, is the only royalty j will acknowledge
YES EDDIE YES
Did Wardlow just roll his eyes as Judas started playing? Lol
Roddy you fuckin dork
NOOOO
KYLE
Oh lol the Road Warriors gear
Dang Mox isn't the first one to bleed
OH SHIT CLAUDIO TURNED DAX INTO A BLOOD SPRINKLER
One of the two most homoerotic matches I'm expecting tonight! Let's go, women!
MARIAH LOL
I was hoping Deonna vs Toni would be hornier, but still fun
WHY ARE THERE NO BATHROOM MATCHES ON THIS SHOW
I'm really gonna need more wrestlers to embrace the JRPG antagonist maximalist look in their entrance gear.
I've just been screaming at the TV. These motherfuckers are crisp.
THIS MATCH FUCKS SO HARD
Aww that hug
HERE COMES THE HORNY MATCH
"Has absolutely lost it" amazing
Hangman and Swerve's gear are fantastic
All the little moments between Hangman and Swerve and then Joe like "FUCK YOU THIS IS MY MATCH"
HANGMAN GOING FULL HEEL I LOVE HIM
TWO REFS???
IT IS AS I HAVE FORESEEN
Oh god I'm gonna cry before this match is over
JESUS CHRIST THEY'RE USING THE CODYVATOR
FUCKING BUSINESS CARDS
Those robes, I'm gonna die
His sons 😭😭😭
The tears started when Schiavone said "for the last time..."
You know the Bucks wanted the glass lol
JESUS DARBY
JESUS STING
"WE'RE NOT SORRY, WE HATE YOU" I am shrieking
Huh, really thought they'd lose
The tears are back
Damn, that was good
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Adam Cole x Reader
First published October 15, 2020 on Wattpad
I yawned while I concentrated on mixing the batter for the waffles. Adam had returned last night from his two week tour across Europe. I missed him so much. We spent the whole night making up for lost time. And let's just say sleep was not at the top of our list.
I just filled the batter for the first waffle in the waffle iron and was about to slice some strawberries when two strong arms wrapped around my waist.
"Good morning baby" said Adam with his rough, deep morning voice. He sounded so damn sexy, it made me dizzy. I really had to concentrate to avoid cutting my finger.
"Hmm... Good morning, handsome. Coffee is done. What would you like for breakfast? Waffles or would you rather have some eggs?" I asked Adam. He kissed my shoulder before parting from me to get coffee.
"I'll have the waffles, too. I need carbs. You were all over me last night and you wore me out," he said with his infamous smirk and turned to the closet. He was not wearing a shirt, just sweatpants.
"Me? I didn't hear you complaining, mister." I turned to him and that's when I saw it. Adam had his back turned to me because he was about to take a mug from the cupboard. His whole back was all scratched up.
"Oh my God... your back!" I said, horrified.
"What about my back?" Adam wanted to know. I took my phone and took a picture to show him.
"Oh wow, you must have missed me a lot, huh?" he asked laughing.
"I don't find this funny at all, Adam! You can hardly wrestle like that without a shirt. What will people think?" I felt my face turn red.
"Oh, come on, baby. That's not so bad. It'll heal in a few days. It's no big deal. Let's eat. Roddy will pick me up in an hour for a workout." He gave me a kiss and turned his attention back to the coffee.
A few hours later, Adam came back home accompanied by Roddy. I was just turning off the vacuum cleaner when they came in the door.
"Hey Babe. Be right back. Roddy wants to borrow a game from me so I'm going to get it for him," Adam said and was gone again.
"Hey Roddy. How are you doing? How was your workout?" I asked him.
"It was good. Pretty demanding and exhausting. So maybe you'll give Adam a break today," Roddy said with a smirk and winked at me.
Before I had a chance to respond, Adam was at my side again.
"Roddy, I told you to shut up!" Adam snapped.
"Oh, that's okay, baby. He's probably just jealous. I mean... when was the last time a woman scratched your back like that? When was the last time you made a woman scream, huh?" I asked in a challenging tone. If I just kept my mouth shut now, the guys would tease me about it forever.
"Um..." was all Roddy said.
"Here's the game, buddy. Thanks for the ride and I'll see you tomorrow," Adam said and he obviously had to hold back his laughter. He walked Roddy to the door and then came back to me.
"Damn, baby, you clapped back hard. I'm proud of you for not putting up with his teasing," Adam said as he hugged me.
"Well, what can I say? I learned from the best," I replied and stood on my toes to kiss him.
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pre-show ritual
fem!reader x kyle o’reilly
Kyle goes to visit reader in her locker room before his match. After a little teasing, courtesy of the reader, her and Kyle have their own little pre-show ritual that doesn’t include the other UE boys ...
word count: 1.8k+
warnings: light teasing, sex in a semi-public area (dressing room), smut
— idk what made me this of this but here we go. also, kyle with his title guitar makes me smile every time so you’re welcome —
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Y/H/C = your hair color
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You are sitting in your private dressing room, getting dressed to walk with your boyfriend, Kyle O’Reilly, to the ring for his match.
The outfit you’re planning on wearing is a little more revealing than what you’d usually wear, but not my much. Usually, you’d wear a nice t-shirt and pants or a skirt. Today, you decide to take a risk.
The top you put on is a black cami crop top that hugs your chest. You pair that with a high waisted, tight black mini skirt. Black lace panties cover your intimate area so you’re not going commando.
You wear black and white converse sneakers to complete the look. As you’re curling your long Y/H/C hair, there’s a knock on your dressing room door. “Come in,” you say in almost a sing-song voice.
The door opens and you look in the mirror that’s attached to your vanity to see who’s here. You see Kyle standing in the doorway.
Kyle’s dressed in his black and gold tights and boots. He’s wearing his usual Undisputed Era t-shirt and the NXT Tag Team Championship belt around his waist.
“Hey, beautiful,” Kyle says. “Can I come in?”
You nod and he closes the door after walking into your dressing room. He comes up behind you as you sit at your vanity. You let the final piece of hair go, finally finishing your hair.
Your boyfriend leans down and wraps his arms around your shoulders, hugging you. You giggle, “Hi, Kyle.”
Kyle presses a long kiss to your cheek and mumble, “You look stinning, Y/N. Is that a new outfit?”
You look in the mirror at Kyle and say, “Mhm. Very easily removable too.” He looks up at you in the mirror and you wink playfully at him.
“Always a tease, Y/N,” your boyfriend says, chuckling softly.
You turn around in Kyle’s arms and say, “You’ll just have to wait and see how easily removable this outfit is after your match with Austin Theory.” You lean up and press a quick kiss to his lips.
Kyle’s face heats up to form a light pink color on his cheeks as you pull away. He’s flustered, as he usually gets when you talk like this to him.
He says, “That’s quite an offer, Y/N.”
You wink at him again and say, “It’s always on the table, Kyle. You know that.”
Your boyfriend stands behind you, looking down at you. You meet his eyes and you see that they’re a little wide. His pupils are blown up, which you can easily see in the bright light. His face is red. “Always?” he asks.
Nodding, you say, “Mhm. Always.”
In this moment, just to tease him, you decide to fix your breasts in your crop top. You turn toward the mirror push them up to make them look a little bigger than they actually. The top is so tight that you don’t really need a bra.
“Kyle, baby,” you say with a wondering tone. “Does my chest look too big in this top?” You look at him in the mirror to find him staring at your breasts.
He waits a second before he nods slowly. “Yeah, but you look perfect no matter what, Y/N.”
Kyle loves to shower you with compliments. Especially when you’re in an outfit that’s revealing like this one is. He likes to make it very clear that he likes the outfit. No matter who’s around.
You smile and say, “Thank you, Kyle.”
Your boyfriend stands behind you and watches as you begin to do your makeup. His eyes watch you carefully as you do your foundation.
Kyle starts to run his fingers lightly through your hair.
“Kyle,” you giggle. “You’re gonna undo my curls.”
Your boyfriend says, “You have a lot more to worry about than me ruining your curls, baby.”
As you finish adding your foundation, you watch Kyle in the mirror as he walks to your dressing room door. You hear the door being locked and you turn in your seat.
“What are you doing?” you ask.
Kyle pulls off his title, resting it on the little couch in the middle of the room. You watch as he sheds his shirt. Your eyes widen as he walks back to you.
He says, “Let’s see how easily removable that outfit really is, shall we?”
Your boyfriend grabs your hand and stands you up, pressing you against your vanity. You stare up at Kyle as he looks you up and down.
Kyle’s fingers trace the low neck of the cami crop top you’re wearing before he slips those fingers in the waistband of your skirt.
In one movement, Kyle roughly pulls down the skirt. “Kyle!” you say, giggling. “You could’ve ripped it!”
He lifts you up and sits you on the vanity desk. Kyle stands between your legs and his fingers run up and down your thighs.
Your hands rest on Kyle’s chest and you look him up and down. “Have I ever told you how sexy you look in your gear?” you say.
Kyle says, “Shh.”
“Make me,” you say to Kyle.
A flip switches in Kyle and his lips crash to yours. You let out a soft moan as you kiss Kyle back. Your hands wander up into Kyle’s short hair.
Kyle’s fingers grip onto the bottom of your crop top and he pulls back from the kiss. He looks down and watches as he pulls off the crop top.
His eyes almost big out of his head when he sees you’re not wearing a bra. You smirk and lean back on your hands, sticking your chest out at Kyle. “Like something you see?” you tease.
Kyle nods and his lips immediately attach to your breasts. He kisses and sucks them gently. You lean your head back against the mirror and sigh softly.
Kyle’s fingers trail up your thighs to your clothed area. You gasp when he runs a finger over your panties. “Kyle, there’s no time for teasing if you want to do this,” you sigh.
He says, “Relax, baby. I can manage my time well.”
You giggle and he picks you up, holding you by your thighs as you wrap your legs around his waist. He walks over to the couch in the small room, laying you on your back on the furniture.
Kyle’s lips are on yours again, moving kind of roughly. His fingers dip into waistband of your panties and he starts to pull them off.
You start to take off his tights but before you get them completely off, Kyle moves away from you and says, “Someone’s in a hurry.” He smirks.
“It’s not my fault you’re so hot that I can’t resist you,” you say, biting your bottom lip as you look up at him.
Kyle laughs as he finishes your job of taking off his tights, leaving his boots on. You lick your lips as his erect member pops out of his tights. You reach out to take him in your hand and he lets you.
You sit up as Kyle is on his knees between your legs. You lick his tip then swirl your tongue around it before sliding him in your mouth. You move your head, sucking occasionally.
Kyle sighs and groans as you suck him. He loves when you do this. He loves your mouth around him. He has since day one.
While you have his member in your mouth, his fingers slide between your slick folds, making you moan around him.
“Baby, you keep doing that and we won’t be getting to the main event before my match,” he says.
You pull back from him, using your hand to pump him as you say, “Then fuck me already, Kyle.”
He smirks and says, “With pleasure.”
Kyle pushes you onto your back and moves so he’s hovering over you. He looks down and positions his very hard member at your entrance.
You move your hips so he slides into you with ease. You both moan softly and your hands slide into his hair.
He begins to thrust into you, shallowly and softly at first. He holds himself up by putting his hands on the arm of the couch, which is behind your head.
You lean your head up to kiss him, moaning into the kiss as Kyle begins to move faster and deeper into you.
Kyle takes one of his hands and rubs your clit as he moves. You moan louder as you are pulled closer and and closer to your pending orgasm.
You move your hips slightly and he goes deeper into you. You moan louder and Kyle’s fingers speed up as they rub your clit. Your nails dig into his back and you slide your fingers down a bit.
“Kyle,” you gasp.
His lips attach to your neck and he mumbles, “I love you.” He sucks gently, definitely leaving a mark on your skin.
You smile and sigh as he moves. He always finds a way to tell you he loves you during sex. It makes you so happy when he does. It’s like he does it all the time, almost to make sure that you know that he loves you.
You both reach your climaxes at the same time. You release around him and his comes inside of you.
Kyle lays on top of you. Both of you breathing heavily. Kyle’s face is still in your neck as you catch your breath. You wrap your arms around his neck.
“You’re so amazing. You always make me feel so good,” you praise Kyle as you leave soft kisses to the top of his head. “I’m so in love with you.”
Kyle smiles against your neck. You run your fingers through his short hair as you both lay on the couch, recovering from the round of sex you just had with Kyle.
About five minutes later, someone knocks on your dressing room door. Adam Cole calls, “Kyle! It’s match time. Come on. You’re on in five.”
That’s when the two of you finally get up to get dressed.
As you get dressed and finish your makeup quickly, Kyle says, “You’re right. That outfit is easily removable.”
You giggle and turn toward Kule. His eyes land on the mark on your neck that’s mostly covered by your hair. You say, “I’m showing everyone who I belong to.”
Kyle licks his bottom lip and smirks at you. He asks, “Can that be our pre-show ritual after I’m done with the guys?”
You giggle and nod, walking over to Kyle. You kiss him gently and say, “Of course. Is your blood sugar level okay?”
He nods and says, “It feels okay. I feel fine.”
“Alright,” you say. “Good.”
He puts his title on his waist and you leave the dressing room.
Adam, Roddy, and Bobby all stand outside the dressing room. Kyle walks up behind you, taking your hand.
“Can the two of you please remember that the walls are not that thick and we could hear you down the hallway,” Bobby says.
Your face heats up and you hide in Kyle’s chest. He laughs and wraps his arms around your shoulders. “Come on,” he says. “I have to go beat up Austin Theory.”
And beat up Austin Theory he does. In seconds.
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Top 5 wwe/wwf wrestlers. Go!
Oh this is a very evil question, but I’m gonna answer it as best I can.
5. Rowdy Roddy Piper
Look at this smug motherfucker in his goddamn kilt I want to punch him square in the face but also his hair is so cute and fluffy and he’s so viciously Canadian but no one really knows about it and so angwy and cute and smirky
4. Shawn Michaels
The opposite of Roddy and yet the same. I have never witnessed a heterosexual man with bigger gay vibes like he’s literally miming a bj in that gif complete with ball stimulation. Twunk and we love him for it.
3. Kane
Bean. Smol tall bean. Needs so many hugs and I want to give them to him. He would tear me in twain with his bare hands and I would still want to hug him. Doesn’t he have mayor stuff to do?
2. Andre The Giant
My OG Favourite. French, which is cool and I respect him for going by Geant Ferre for much of his early career. Really living the ‘one tit out’ life. Keep one tit wild, that your party tit.
1. The Undertaker
10/10 would bone in an instant. I have been thirsting for him nonstop since April 25th. I want to ride him like a horse and have him chokeslam me, daddy Taker. Literally would die for this man and it wouldn’t even matter because he’s died so many times. Literally live every day according to what I think he would be proud of
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Family Pride or Clan Trevor
Quick Tag List: @kuruumiya @spacelizardtrashboys @stupidbluegirl @enigmaticandunstable @nattinngrst
This Passage Contains Potentially: swearing, violence, blood, angst, whump, fluff and very smutty content.
Summary: Rod and Kirby talk more about what a potential future together might look like and Rod meets the rest of the Trevor Clan.
Kirby's POV:
The rest of the day was quiet, too quiet, almost as if Roddy was planning something for the get-together tomorrow. The morning of the Twenty-Ninth was quiet still, then we had to leave to go to the get together, we got in my dad's Vauxhall Firenza and I zoned out until we reached the community centre and parked in the overflow parking lot.
I spotted two of my cousins walking over, the identical twins, Mona and Meredith, with their husbands and kids not to far behind them.
"Su’mae"
"Su’mae" They repeated, in unison.
My skin crawled as I recalled all the times over the years that the twins had spooked me.
"Beth ydy eich enw chi?" Mona attempted to ask Roddy.
"Mon, he doesn't speak Welsh, this is Roddy. Rod, this is Mona and Meredith."
"Hi Ladies, I'm Rod, Kirby's boyfriend."
"Cariad?" Meredith looked up at me, my face unmasked showing flushed cheeks, "Cawsoch chi'ch hun yn gariad?"
"Aye."
"Llongyfarchiadau!"
"Thank you, Meredith, How're the kids?"
"Oh, They're fine."
"You speak English?" Rod asked, incredulous.
"Of course we do." The twins answered in unison.
Rod shot me a concerned look, I gave him a knowing but still somewhat scared look in return.
We walked into the centre and I immediately saw the 'welcome home' banner and I couldn't stop the rush of emotions and Rod noticed the change in me, seeing the softer and much more hidden side of me, the part of me that never wanted to leave my homeland for the USA. I rushed outside, sitting on the bench next to the door, Roddy following quickly behind me.
"Woah, woah. Are ya alright, baby?"
"I'm fine, just a little light-headed is all."
"Don't you go lying ta me."
"I'm just a little emotional, Rod, it's been a while since I was here and I haven't seen half of my family for much longer than that."
My cousins Pat and Rod came up to the bench.
"Hey Kirby, new fella."
"Hey Patrick, Roderick. Uhh, boys, this is my boyfriend, Roddy. Roddy, my cousins, Patrick and Roderick."
"So," Pat started, "When's the wedding?"
"What are ya talkin' about," Rod (My cousin, Roderick) added, "There's got to be an engagement party before a weddin, Paddy."
"I know Roddy, but then there's also the Hen and Stag Do's, too."
"So, How long you two been dating?"
"Not long enough for you two to be making those jokes." I chided
"Okay, we'll leave you two to your business."
They scarpered off quite quickly after that, leaving me and Roddy (Piper) alone for a while.
"Those two are weird."
"Rod, they're family, of course they're weird."
"They raise a fair point though."
"What do you mean?!" I shot him a confused look
"Well, when would our wedding be?"
"That depends."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, knowing your 'appetite' it depends on if you y'know put me 'up the duff' so to speak, before or after the end of the year."
"Well, if I get you 'knocked up' before the end of the year, you'd marry me at the start f next year?"
"Exactly."
"What if I get you 'knocked up' before the end of next month?" he teased
"Roddy, don't tease me, boyo."
"Oh come on, we'll sneak back to ya Da's Firenza, get in the back, shack up and-"
I covered Rod's mouth with my hand, "Don't be a fuckwit, Roderick," I let him speak again.
"I'm not being a 'fuckwit', I'm suggesting," he placed his hand on my thigh, close to my knee, slowly moving his hand closer to my groin, "We go, shack up, fly back before the second of Feb, if I get you pregnant, then we'll get married sooner rather than later, if I don't then we'll try again."
"Rod, I'm twenty-nine."
"So am I, until April seventeenth. Why? When are you suggesting I get ya 'Knocked up'?"
"I dunno, when I'm thirty, or in my thirties. Not now."
"So, next year. I think I can wait until then," He then whispered something to himself that I could barely hear, "If I don't get blue balls and die."
"Roddy!"
"Ya heard that, didn't ya."
"Rod, I, you, ugh."
"C'mere baby." He pulled me closer, one hand on my thigh and the other cupping my cheek, giving me a quick kiss on the lips, "I love ya baby, I would wait an eternity to have a family with you," He pulled me back into a longer and more passionate kiss, pulling away when we both needed to breathe.
"I love you, Piper."
"Do you want me to marry ya, before we have kids?"
"Preferably, I don't want you to leave me."
"I'd never leave ya, never, not me."
"Yeah, like you're Prince fucking Arthur."
"That would make you my Guinevere."
"I'm nothing like Guinevere."
The rest of the evening was quite quiet, a family meal at a local restaurant, resulting in a drunken Roddy and me getting somewhat tipsy. Safe to say, my Da did not enjoy driving us back to the house. But I had sobered up somewhat by the time we were in bed for the night, Rod not so much.
"Oh, baby, let me make love to ya."
"Rod, shush."
"But we could be havin' so much fun."
"Roddy, get some rest or you'll hate yourself in the morning."
"But I just wanna kiss ya, and hug ya, and stuff ya pretty little maw wit ma co-"
"Roderick. Shut up."
"Fine, fine. I'll get some sleep, ya bi-"
I pulled him into a rough and passionate kiss, slipping my tongue into his mouth before pulling away and shifting positions to straddle his lap.
"ya big sexy beast, c'mere."
He pulled me down into another rough but passionate kiss, using his free hand to grind my grin against his, making sure that I can feel the heat rising from his crotch, barely covered by his briefs, grinding against my own barely clothed frame. The bulge in his pants pressing into the curve of my groin, Rod letting out small grunts and groans, feeling his hand move from my ass to the front of my crotch before feeling him rub at my clit before he slipped his hand into my boxer shorts, rubbing at my clit before checking to see if I'm wet, letting out a satisfied grunt before pulling away from the kiss.
"Would you like me to get you off, Roddy?"
"How about, you give me my release and I give you yours."
"Sure, but we gotta keep this quiet."
Rod pulled me into another heated make out session.
When we woke up the following morning, limbs intertwined, Rod's body on top of mine.
"Morning, beautiful."
"Good Morning, my love."
"What day is it?"
"Monday. Thirtieth, January. Nineteen Eighty-Four."
"I gotta make some calls."
Rod tried to get up, not realising how intertwined our legs were, climbing out of the bed, pulling us both off the bed and landing on his back on the floor with a thud.
"Oh my God, Roddy, are you okay?"
"I'm alright baby, I'm ok, you?"
"I'm alright. I was scared that I hurt ya."
"Nah, you could never hurt me."
I got off of him, pulling him up afterwards and kissing him before he went off to make the calls he needed to. I did my morning routine, my Mam gave me a coffee and I set myself up in the gym half of the garage.
At least an hour passed before I saw Roddy again, I was drinking the final drops of my coffee when he rushed into the gym his concerned expression instantly turning into relief.
"Ya alright, handsome."
"I'm okay honey, I'm okay. Turns out we need to leave earlier than planned, as in before the fourth."
"Then we'll leave tomorrow, my parents will understand. My Da won't like us leaving so soon, so if I were you, I'd go build the familial bridge now so that he doesn't kill ya."
"Alright, I'll go do that. I love ya. Oh, you have a match on the Sixth against S.D Jones."
"Okay, I love you."
I spent another hour in the gym before Piper returned.
"Ya Da has said that he'll kill me if I hurt ya or break ya heart, however he knows that we need to go back to work eventually and trusts that you'll put me in my place."
"Sounds like my Da, hey Hot Rod."
"Hey baby," He got closer, wrapping his arms around my waist, "gimme some sugar."
"No, I'm covered in sweat," I tried to avoid him kissing my neck but failed, "alright, fine, fine. I give in."
He cupped my jaw with his left hand, pulling me down into the kiss, his eyebrows knitted together and my eyelids fluttered closed for a moment, letting Rod control the moment. The moment Rod pulled away I pressed my forehead to his.
"Do you wanna watch me work out?"
"You box, Rod?"
"Golden Gloves Champion. Black belt in Judo, too."
"Handsome and athletic, you are the whole package."
"Thanks for the compliment, but y'know, a strong man is only as strong as his partner."
"Do you mean me or Orndorff and Schultz?"
"You, ya dafty."
"Rod."
"Yes, Kirby?"
"Do you wanna leave tonight, red eye flight, get back before tomorrow morning?"
"Sure, if that's what ya wanna do, we'll go tonight."
"Rod."
"Yeah."
"I want … I would like," I took a second to compose myself," I would like to have a family with you."
He pulled away, locking eyes with me, his tone optimistic, "Really?"
"Absolutely," I wiped a tear away from my eye, "I want to marry you, I want to be a wife and a mother and I want to be with you."
"Do you want to live here, or in the States?"
"Well, America would mean we can work easier."
He let out a small chuckle, smirking up at me, "I love ya, I want to marry ya and be with ya through thick and thin, anything happens, I'll be by your side."
"Promise me, you won't fight with Damien any more."
"I promise you I won't. Promise me, you'll let me tell people about us."
"I promise you, you can tell whoever you want."
"Let's go make ourselves a new home, alright baby?"
"Yeah."
We packed our things and my Da drove us to the airport. I gave my parents a tearful goodbye and we got the next flight back to New Jersey, checking into a hotel in Edison and I left Piper for half an hour to pick up the D200, collecting my paperwork from a nearby DMV centre and going back to the hotel. Rod opened the door, letting me in and slumping on the double bed next to me.
"Hey beautiful."
"Hi Rod, help me with this, please." I gestured to the paperwork
"What is it?"
"Insurance stuff, getting you insured on the D200."
"Give it here, I'll deal with it."
"No Rod, I'm capable of filling it out, just help me with the details."
"Just, gimme the papers," He leaned over and kissed my neck, "let me handle it, baby."
"Not with the mood you're in."
"I can't help that you're sexy."
"Rod, stop thinking with ya dick for five minutes and help me."
"Alright, fine."
We were almost finished with the paperwork when there was a knocking at the door.
"Who is it?"
"Piper, let me in or I'm kicking this door down." The muffled voice threatened.
"Shit, that's Schultz."
"Holy shit, Piper. Are you fucking the female giant?"
That was not Schultz's voice. It sounded like Orndorff.
Piper groaned as he opened the door.
"I'm not fucking her right now, Paul."
"Hi Schultz, Orndorff. Rod get your ass back over here and help me with this."
"Pay me." Rod teased
"With what?" I jokingly responded
"With sex" Schultz and Orndorff said almost simultaneously, giving each other a knowing look.
"All three of you share a brain." I mumbled
Piper groaned, gesturing for me to give him the papers, I complied and he read through it, mumbling the words of the document to himself.
Schultz looked from me to Piper before nudging Orndorff's arm, "They look like they're already married, Paul. Piper's got himself a wife."
"I'm not his wife-"
"She's my girlfriend." Roddy interrupted
"I was gonna say that Roddy."
"I know baby, I know."
"Jeez Rod, get her pregnant or somethin' boy."
"David!" I chided
"I would, but she's got a fight on the sixth."
"Roddy!" Orndorff chastised
We spent the rest of the evening with the boys and eventually I fell asleep next to Roddy. I woke up the next morning with Roddy next to me.
"Morning Kirby."
"Good morning, Roderick, ya handsome fool."
"I love you too honey," Rod kissed my forehead, "I filed the paperwork for ya."
"Thank you. What's the time?"
"About, half ten in the morning. Do ya wanna go grab breakfast?"
"I'd thought you'd never ask."
END OF FAMILY PRIDE or CLAN TREVOR
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