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Then There Was Three

Summary: A surprise had brought heartbreak and pain for everyone in the base. But Capt. Price would do anything to get back on your good side, one way or another. Character: John Price x F!Wife!Reader. Simon "Ghost" Riley. Kyle "Gaz" Garrick. John "Soap" MacTavish. Word Count: 6,441 Chapter Warnings: Mention of Unplanned Pregnancy. Arguments. Sad Gaz, Soap, and Ghost. Mostly Angst but Happy End. Smut. P in V. Oral (Female Receiving). Creampies.

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You carefully make your way down the base hallway, trying to conceal the discomfort from your injuries as best as you can. The mission had been tough, and the wounds you sustained were a constant reminder of the dangers you face as the Lieutenant. But that wasn’t the only thing on your mind; there was something else, something you had just discovered during your time in the infirmary.

Pregnant. Seven weeks.

It’s been days since the mission, it had left you battered and bruised as any other mission did. But this time it was different, your injury was not the main problem you had but the test result that came along with it just before you were prescribed your medicine.

The news of your pregnancy had hit you like a bolt of lightning. It was both a moment of joy and immense fear, knowing that you were carrying a new life within you, but also all too aware of the challenges and responsibilities that came with it. How could you even begin to explain to anyone how it had happened, you had been on missions and settling in the base for months now, it would bring more question than answers to anyone that would become aware of the situation.

You hadn’t truly had the chance to process it fully, with everything else going on, you were desperate to find some peace to collect your thoughts and to get the much needed strength to finally face your husband and tell him the truth you had been hiding for days.

As you walk down the dimly lit hallway, you instinctively try to avoid your husband. You know you can’t keep this news from him forever, but right now, you need some time to yourself to come to terms with it all.

Your footsteps echo softly, and you can hear the faint hum of the activity around you, but it all seems distant. You knew that the rest of the team were having their weekly poker night and you were already certain they were looking for you. Your mind is preoccupied with conflicting emotions – the exhaustion and pain from the mission mixed with the dread and nervousness of impending motherhood. Each step becomes a battle with yourself, and you silently hope that you won’t run into anyone who might ask too many questions.

“Lieutenant?”

You recognize the voice immediately—it’s John. Your heart skips a beat, and you quickly put on a stone cold gaze. He was more than capable of seeing through your lies if you weren’t careful. It was better to stonewall him in this moment.

“Captain.”

“My office.”

He requested and without a shadow of doubt, you know he already know without him saying anything.

“Yes, Sir.” You nodded, following him closely in a short walk to his office, hoping that whatever was to happened behind closed doors.

Eventually arriving in his office, you had quickly locked the door, fearing that anyone else would be made aware of whatever conversation you might have with him. You stand in the dimly lit office, the weight of the discussion heavy on your shoulder as you husband stood in front of you with his own blank face. His hips leaning against the table and his arms were crossed against his chest.

His face slowly dissolved from a stern blank look, to a look of complete sadness that broke your heart.

You clenched your fist, trying to hold back the tears that threaten to spill from your eyes. It had now become clearer to you why your emotions this past few days have been all over the place. It had almost cost everyone the mission had it not been for your husband’s quick thinking and demands for you to finally move back.

You did not want to say anything, hoping that even for just a fragment of a moment that whatever he wanted to talk about wasn’t what you’ve been fearing. The military has always been your life, your passion, and now it feels like it’s slipping away from you and you’re leaving everyone high and dry because of it.

“I’ve finally got around to read the Doctor’s report on you.” He began, his arm falling to his side before he turned and picked up a folder you already know what it contained. “Imagine my surprise when I find out you shouldn’t even be here in the base and you were advised to go home for the time being.”

“It was suggested that I don’t go on missions, Sir. It never stated that I am not allowed to be on base to handle drills and paperwork.” You were quick to respond. It was a hole you somehow find yourself digging deeper into.

“That is not the point, Rookie.” He spat voice raising a few octaves and had you standing stock still. Your husband would never intentionally raise his voice at you and this was much of a concern to him than anything else. “You have lied about your medical record to me, your superior. I could have you kicked out of this base and banned from ever stepping foot here ever again.”

You blinked, fury at the threat he was presenting to you right now.

“I did not lie about anything.” You spat, your own voice raising at his threat. “I followed what the doctor wanted. I am not allowed to go to any missions that’s it.”

“That is not the point!” He screamed walking further towards you.

“Do not raise your voice at me!”

“You don’t get to order me in my office, in my base, and anywhere that I am deemed your captain.”

You took a step back, the tears now fully falling from your eyes now.

“You don’t get to threaten me, not in this moment. Not as my Captain and not as my husband.”

He paused, a flicker of regret danced on his face before he returned to the fury that you were more than certain wouldn’t leave until he gets what he wants. But in moments like this, moments where you know it shouldn’t escalate in the way he would want, you would fight.

“You don’t get to decide about this all on your own.” He spat, moving closer to you. “You’re leaving the base and staying home. No exception.”

“No.” You said simply, to this very moment, you will fight to the very end. You were not leaving until you were good and ready, when they were good and ready.

“No?” He chuckled, amusement lacking in his voice. “Then what are you going to explain to everyone? How in bloody hell are you going to tell everyone how you got yourself pregnant then, hm?”

You said nothing, it was something you had hoped you would plan once you get to that point. Not when you were being cornered like this, not with the emotions on both sides rising more than it needs to be.

“Are you gonna open more problems than it needs to be right now?”

“Why are you treating me like I’m a liability?” You question.

“Because. You. Are.” He spat. “You are a liability to me as the Captain and even more so as my wife. I will not be able to work or handle my team if all I am thinking about is you and the baby.”

Somehow his statement further turned into a screaming match between the both of you. Accusations of neglect from both parties and you were more than certain that Poker night was ruined and the three boys would be close by listening in to the whole commotion with you and your husband missing.

“You’re leaving first thing in the morning. End of Discussion.”

“Just know that if I leave, if you force me to leave I swear to God that I will never return here ever again.”

“I don’t care if you don’t. My priority as is it is in my authority that you will leave the base and go back home—even if it means I have to drag you out of this base myself by the hair and keep you chained to the bed throughout your pregnancy.”

You gasped at his words, the anger of your husband was sometimes that of a man fighting for his life, arguments could be brutal and you had learned so early on in your relationship to never take what he said to heart. But not this time, not when his words held so much truth and brought so much trauma you had once tried to escape from.

“Just like what my father did to my mother.” You spoke.

He realize the mistake of his words. But as you shook your head, there was no getting back from it. You wouldn’t allow him.

The silence of the room was deafening, more than the actual screaming match between the two of you. He hurt you, more than you had once believed he would refused to do. You wonder if there was ever going back from his words.

How could he stoop so low just to get his point across? Of all the moments that he could hurt you, why did he choose to do it now, when all you had hoped to gain was comfort from him, a compromise, and even just a moment of control especially after the failure of the last mission you led.

The silence was broken by the sound of John’s phone ringing. Without skipping a beat, he answered the phone his eyes still glued to you, afraid that you would disappear from his gaze.

It was Laswell, she was simply inquiring about the upcoming mission. But the last statement finally made you realize that you had enough and it was better to be as far away from the man as possible.

“Rookie is out, she’ll be on leave for the foreseeable future per the Doctor’s order.”

Without waiting for the call to end, you turned and opened the door and leaving John behind, ignoring him as he tried to call for you. You ignored him as the tears continued to fall as you made your way back towards your room to pack and to never see him for the foreseeable future.

You had to stop for a moment at the sight of the three boys waiting by the Rec hall, different levels of worry lingering in their faces as they caught sight of you. Before any of them could even say a single word, you had walked further away, ignoring them as you did not have the heart to tell them that you would be gone for a while and you were letting them down.

Soap MacTavish was just enjoying Poker night with Gaz and Ghost, all three of them were waiting for you and Price to finally join them to finally get the ball rolling but still you both were missing.

“Where the hell are they?” Soap was almost pouting as his eyes looked at his cards then up towards the door, waiting still for everyone to finally be here.

Ghost grunted the same time that Gaz shrugged. Neither of them seemed as fazed as him about their mother and father being away for such a long time. They were usually the first ones here.

Before Soap could continue to press the issue on, the sound of Price’s voice echoing the empty hallways had everyone on edge and immediately standing to attention. It was the sound of your own voice that came after that made all three of them realize why the both of you were missing at that point.

“Mom and Dad are getting divorced?” Gaz asked playfully but more and more the voices had grown and had all three of them making their way out of the room and closer towards where the source of the screaming match was.

Soap could barely understand what the argument was all about, but before he could find himself walking towards Price’s office, Ghost had held him back with a shake of his head.

“It’s not something we need to get involved with.”

Poker Night was now officially over it seems and with the Lieutenant’s order, the room was cleared out and all three of them had found themselves walking just outside of the Rec hall, but neither of them wanted to head inside, waiting for even a glimpse of you and Price after the screaming match.

“We need to see what’s going on.” Soap tried convincing Ghost, but the man was not having it, allowing him and Gaz to remain outside of your room to wait instead, but nothing more.

“It’s not our place to intervene with their argument, Johnny.” Ghost began. But having known Soap for a little longer now, Soap knew the man had heard something that neither him nor Gaz did and it was bigger problem than any of them could help resolve.

“But Rookie—”

“Is a big girl and can handle herself as best as she could.” Ghost interrupts him. “This is not our battle to fight. Not this time, Johnny.”

Soap was now left to wait, there was no use in arguing in with Ghost on this, he would either continue on to deny Soap of his request or hold him hostage if he had to. It was now a waiting game, and no one had to wait for long as you stumbled out of the office, slamming the door behind you and making your way towards them.

The tears that fell from your face brought anger and panic for Soap. Captain Price might be his Captain, but if he ever finds out what reason for the tears in your eyes, he wasn’t afraid of throwing hands just to protect you.

You stared at all three of them for a moment before walking further away, to your room or office from the looks of it.

“What if—”

“She will tell us, just give her time.”

Ghost reassurance did nothing to assure him as the following morning, you were gone. Neither Price nor Laswell were able to give them a good reason for your temporary departure. The lost look in Laswell and the pained one in Price somehow says it all.

Soap would never forgive Price for what he’s done to you.

To Simon “Ghost” Riley, he would never admit that he had found a family in his team. It would make him weak. It would put a target on everyone’s back, if he gets too close. But somehow in the months of being in the Task Force, he had found a family he never thought he still deserved to have in this world.

A pair of chaotic brothers in Soap and Gaz that was hellbent of making his life a living hell. But they always meant well, protected him and cared for him more than anyone would even admit would. They’ve literally took a bullet for him in countless of missions and now he was more than willing to do the same should the need ever arise.

Then there was Price. A man that understood him in a way that he had once wished his own father did growing up. The man was everything his father will never be. He was a man that cared for him and helped him be the man he was now. To be better, both in missions and in his own retrospective life. He was an ear he could talk to at times when he was too scared to give Soap and Gaz mental scars from his own mental breakdowns. He listened, and gave him advice that he still lived up to up to this very day. It didn’t hurt that the man would affectionately call him Son when talking to him about his problems. But it also meant that he did not hesitate to give him an earful if he fucked up on missions or caused so much trauma for either Soap or Gaz. In a perfect world, where he would have a second chance in life, he would wish to have Price as his father instead of the one that was given to him.

But amongst the chaos of his team, the one that stood out the most and made him truly realize the family that he had come to love in the base was You. A woman that had refused to allow him to act formal in your presence. You were the first to calm him down from nightmares when no one, not even Price would be capable of helping him. You helped him in whatever he would need even without asking. The calm and often reassuring face always brought him memories of his mother, of the woman that had cared for him at times of trauma from his father. You did the same with his nightmares. Always being the shoulder he could cry on when he was so tired of showing the façade for everyone to see. You were only one that was allowed to see him metaphorically without his mask. The real Simon that still craved a mother’s love, freely giving it to him when you weren’t even supposed to.

This was the reason why your departure hurt him so much. You were the life of the base. With you gone to God knows where, the base was a desolation of what it usually was. The night that you left, he had never saw you, he was not even able to say goodbye to you and learning about your absence for the foreseeable future.

It hurt him and everyone in the base knows as much. Soap and Gaz had done their best to cheer him up but it did nothing to appease the doubt in his mind that he might have something to do with your absence.

“Simon,”

He had turned his attention away from the open skies, his cigarette was lit for God knows how long but he was yet to even take a whiff of it. His mind was too preoccupied about your absence.

In front of him was the Captain, a man that tried his best to keep the stress and worries away from his features but since your absence the façade was no longer in place. It had affected the man more than he ever lets on.

He grunts a response, measured as he could. The man was still his Captain and he had some few choice words that would land him in hot waters if it was put out in the open for the man to hear.

“I know with Rookie gone, things have been tense in the base.” Price began.

He said nothing, but nodded in acknowledgement. A part of him knew if it was Simon, it was Price’s fault why you were gone. The screaming match was also something to take into consideration to.

He had heard bits and pieces of the conversation. But he did not want to make his own guess in the event that it was far from what was the truth. But one thing was clear in the conversation he had heard. Price wanted you to head home but you didn’t want to—not yet at least.

“She isn’t cleared to go back for missions and it’s best she stayed home. It would be safer for her.” Price’s explanation had layers that truly wasn’t he was about to discuss. “But there is more to it and as much as I’d love to tell you lot, it’s better if she does when she is good and ready.”

“What did you do?” It was a question that was now directed at the man more than it did you.

“I made the mistake and will deal with the consequence later on.” He chuckled dryly, the meaning behind the words brought more questions for Simon but he was not in the mood to dabble upon.

“Choices have consequence.” He agreed.

“But I’m sorry, to you and everyone. It’s gonna be hard for the next few months. But once everything is settled, she’ll be back. That is just how she is, no matter what I do, no matter what I say to make her leave, she will always find a way to come back to all of us.”

For now, all Simon could do was nod. He trust Price’s words for now, as the only thing that could ever truly break your promise was death itself. Nothing more and nothing less.

It’s been well over months now since you had left the base. No words from Price about your exact return, but things were slowly getting back to normal—as normal as it could be without you in the base.

Gaz was somehow the one that had it the hardest since you’ve left. He had been the closest to you and to Price, but with you gone and the notion that Price had been responsible for your absence, he resented the man.

It shows when Price that usually noticed him being the last to leave the meeting for missions would now be the first to leave without giving the man a chance to talk to him. It showed when conversation between him and Soap in the Mess Hall would die down the moment the Captain had arrived and joined them for Lunch.

It was brutal for him, it took a lot out of him that was so used to the notion of you greeting him and asking about his day and about the chaos he and Soap would somehow get themselves involved with.

He hated this, hated the feeling that it was his parents’ divorce all over again and he had no way of helping in mending the broken pieces back like when he was a kid. But this time, it was much crueler for him, to know there was no good reason why you were gone just that you were.

Then he heard it, the sound of his phone ringing. Usually he tried his best to reduce the times he checks on it while on base. But somehow he did and he was lucky enough to do so, it was you. After months and months of no answers here you were giving him a much needed call.

“Hey, Mama.” He answered after the second ring. All the emotions somehow escaped from the two words.

‘Hey Gaz, how have you been?’ Your voice was a lot chipper than the last memory of you in the base, the same familiar reassuring voice that helped him calm his own set of demons and doubts.

“Good. Just—good.” He could truly tell you about the hole you’ve left out in the base since you were gone. He did not want to put more weight on your shoulder for what happened. “But enough about me, how are you?”

There was a moment of silence before he heard you sigh through the other line.

‘Doing good, better than I would have expected.’ You respond. ‘I know I’m not supposed to be calling while I’m dealing with personal stuff, but I just had to make sure you and the boys are okay.’

“We are.” He tried to reassure, but he knew his voice failed him in the lie. “We miss you, Soap misses you, and I’m certain that even Ghost does too.” He took a chance to see if that would be enough to reassure you. “I’m sure the Captain misses you too, he’s isn’t the same without you in the base.”

He could hear the snort that escape from your lips at the mention of the Captain. Good to know that it was a sore subject to discuss over the phone with you.

‘I’ll deal with him when I come back.’ There was a promise in your tone, a promise that Gaz as much as everyone else knew well enough to know you were more than willing to keep when you get back.

“When are you coming back anyways?” He inquired.

‘A few more months, maybe after the holiday.’

“Injury was that bad huh?”

‘More or less, it’s more about the personal stuff going on back home that I need to deal with too.’ You brushed off. ‘Now I want to know what you three had been doing while I was gone.’

Somehow the call lasted longer than he expected, what he had thought would be a quick chat with you turned into hours. Talking about everything you’ve missed since you’ve left and you had supplied him all the secrets stash of snack and food laying around the base for him and the boys to share while you were gone.

But as the sunlight through his window slowly turned into darkness, he knew it was time for him to let you go and prepare for the mission.

‘Promise me something, Gaz.’ You requested.

“Anything.”

‘Don’t be too hard on Price. He did what was best for me and for the rest of the team. He made the right call and it took me a while to realize it.’

“Okay.” He agreed, he had his doubts and hesitations but if it was you that made the request, he would try to the best of his abilities.

As you both said your goodbye, Gaz could only hope that the months would finally pass quickly than anything else. He misses you just as much as everyone else did.

For the first time in a long time, John Price took a much needed leave. He doesn’t usually use it as much since the formation of the Taskforce, with his wife also in the base there wasn’t truly a reason for him to come home. But this time it was different, it’s been months since the verbal dispute between the both of you and all forms of communications had been through text. You had somehow refused to answer any of his calls and had deemed it better to communicate through email or text.

Memories of the fight that had you crying still haunted him in his time in the base. It was filled with people of different walks of life, but it was an empty void of its former self without you in it. It was also difficult to shoulder the brunt of everyone’s anger at your absences.

Ghost, Soap, and Gaz had been cold since you’ve left, colder when they had realized it was your call that you were to be sent home immediately. He truly did not have a choice at the matter, he wasn’t acting as your Captain when he made the decision, but as your husband that knew it was safer for you and for their unborn child to be at home, away from the blood and violence that came with their line of work.

He knew you wouldn’t take it well. It comes with your love for every single one of the people in the base. You were leaving them behind and John understood as much, but he did not truly have any other choice. He wanted to protect you and the baby and he wanted to make sure no questions would come your way on how you’ve gotten pregnant on the base without any of them knowing.

As he stood in front of his home, the familiar smell of your cooking brought back memories of the both of you escaping the world and living in the world you’ve both created for yourselves away from everything else. Memories of promises of a family when the loose ends were tied up and the life you had once only hoped of having when all was finally said and done.

Neither of you planned for all of this. It was too early for either of you to experience but John understood that it was something that they both need to deal with from now on. John would also be a hypocrite if he denied the fact that he was excited about this new chapter in your lives.

He had always wanted to become a father. Dreaming of being able to have a couple of kids that were spitting images of you who he would love and protect with all his life and with all of his soul.

With his key, he had open the door and the smell intensified. A fucking Sunday Roast that he had been craving for months now. A meal he had been bemoaning to you often in your time in the base. A meal you had promise to make him the moment he had arrived back home. Even with the situation between the both of you, you still kept your promise of a Sunday Roast for him.

“Welcome Home.” You spoke the moment he had plopped his back and toed his boots off.

You smiled at him sheepishly and John took the chance to get a good look at you. In a silk robe that he had hoped hid more than your naked skin, you were the epitome of every man’s fantasy combined. Your hair was longer than what he had last seen from you and was tied in a messy bun. But most prominent thing about you in this instance was the bump that was bigger than he would have ever expected when he came back to you.

All the emotions of the last few months have washed over him and he was left in tears as he made his way towards you. Wrapping his arms around you, he took in your scent, the smell of your perfume and just the smell of your skin against his nose. He was a mess of bloody embarrassing proportions as he wept onto your shoulders.

He was sorry. He made sure you knew that as he apologized to you over and over again as you cooed for him. Rubbing his back and reassuring him that everything was okay now. No longer did you have anger like you once did when he made the call.

“I was scared…” He whispered against your neck. “When I found out, all I could remember were your injuries in the mission, what harmed could it have done to the baby. I did what I thought was best for you and the baby.”

“I know, its okay.” You tried your best to reassure him now. You pulled him back and pulled him into a kiss. “You did the right thing.”

He closed his eyes, pulling you back into a kiss. He truly missed this, being able to be so close to you, to be able to have you in his arms and in his presence. No one was greatly affected in your absence than he was.

“I’m sorry.” He repeated as he pulled away and open his eyes to look at you. A reassuring smile resting on your face.

“I forgive you.” You smiled cupping his face, your free hand holding onto his hand and placing it on top of your bump. “Now let’s get you something to eat, I know you’ve been craving a Sunday Roast for months now.”

He allowed you to pull him to the table where everything was setup. Conversations had been mostly on catching up, stories about the boys’ shenanigans while you were away and your Doctors’ Appointment and everything you had to deal with during the pregnancy.

“Here.” You smiled sliding a small photo towards him mid-bite.

Taking his attention away from the food, he took the photo and the smile grew bigger at the sight before him. It was your sonogram. Slowly but surely the small little bump was forming and turning into a baby that was you and him together.

“I didn’t ask for the gender, I wanted us to find out together when I go back to the Doctor in a few days.” You explained.

He nodded looking through their shared home and his mind already planning all the needed changes to make sure you and the baby would be safe here even without him here.

“Have you bought the crib yet?” He inquired.

“No. I wanted to wait for you to do it with me. I got a few plans I wanted to do for the spare bedroom but I wanted to make sure we do it together.”

He nodded, even after everything, you still thought of him.

“I’m sorry, for leaving you here all on your own to deal with this.”

“John, shut up.” You requested making him look right back at you in surprise. “What’s done is done and it was better for me being here. If anyone finds out I’ve been puking my guts out every morning we’d have to answer more questions than we’re even ready to answer. It’s safer for me here, safer for the baby to be here in a normal home instead of the home we’ve made for ourselves in the base.”

He nodded.

“I’m sorry too. I know we haven’t planned on having a kid just yet with everything going on, but I should have told you the moment I found out about the baby and we could have discussed it better together than you being forced by your hand to do it for me.”

“Apology accepted.”

“But you still owe me for shouting at me.” You pointed out and the heated gaze was all John needed to know about what he could possibly do to make it up to you.

With the leftovers stashed in the fridge and the plates thrown into the dishwasher, John lifted you into his arms bridal-style much to your surprise before carrying you right back to your bed for the much needed apology he still owes.

Buck naked on your back, what a way for you to welcome your husband home from Deployment. His head resting in between your legs, lapping onto your juices after your first orgasm. Your hands brushed against his brown hair, holding onto his hair pulling him away as you were getting closer to your second one.

You tried to pull him away as you whimpered your protest but he continued to lap onto you. The burn of his beard against your inner thighs, his tongue and mouth that was eating you out like his life depended on him, and his eyes, his smoldering blue eyes that were glued to you all throughout brought you into your second release. The shiver run through your spine before washing through your entire body and you were left into a whimpering mess for your husband that has finally pulled away.

Your eyes glued onto him even in your daze. Watching him as he removed his clothes, one by one. His own eyes were glued to you, his beard wet from your release and his chest rapidly rising and falling in his pants. He craved you just as much as you craved him.

“Am I forgiven?” He teased.

“Just fucking me already, John.” You pleaded for him now.

“Yes, Ma’am.” With a mock salute and the last of his clothes discarded you watching him hover on top of you, making sure to push most of his weight onto his arms that caged between your head.

Your legs immediately finding their way around his narrow waist, urging him to finally make good of his promise.

Breaking from eyes contact with him, you looked down, watching him rub himself for a moment before he rubbed himself against your core, tapping his cock against your lips coating himself with your release before finally slipping himself straight into you.

You gasped, welcoming the aching familiarity of his size. It’s been so long without this, without him. Your arms found their way onto his shoulders, wrapping yourself around him as he finally moved.

His movement was slow, letting you get used to his size all over again and the cautious movement of not hurting you or the baby now.

“Look at me, Love.” He pleaded, voice whimpering in his own desperation for you.

You did, looking right at him and saw him in his most vulnerable state for you. You pulled him in for a kiss. A kiss that took the air out of your lungs and brought you back to the familiar sanity that only your husband could bring you back into.

Slow his movement becomes quick and it brought you into a whimpering mess as you felt your third release creeping in.

“John,” You pleaded for him, pulling him tighter to you with both your arms and legs. “Harder, please.” You pleaded knowing it was how you would want him.

He grunted and his movement becomes quicker and harder as you wanted from him. The climb for your release was drawing closer as his hand moved down and fingers rubbing into your well abused clit.

“Let go, Love.” He pleads from you and with just his words, you screamed onto his neck as your third release washed over you. You cried at how John was still at it as your arms and legs went limp onto the bed, he was chasing for his own release now at this point.

You watched with blurry eyes as his eyes were on you still, closing only as he stilled and you felt spurts upon spurt of his cum paint your inside. He took a deep breath before maneuvering the both of you until he was on the bed with you on top of him. He hasn’t pulled out yet, but you felt him grow softer inside of you.

“I missed you.” He whispered after a few minutes of silence.

“I missed you too.” You sighed nuzzling your face against his sweat covered chest.

“Once this next mission is over and done with, I’m gonna take my paternity leave and cash in the rest of my leave.”

You blinked knowing if he does that it would mean everyone would become well aware of this private part of his life. It would also mean your own secret would be exposed in the collateral.

“Are you okay with it?” You asked looking up at him.

“It’s better that way, I trust them to keep their mouths shut when they need to, but it would avoid this kinds of arguments moving forward.” He sighed, arms wrapped around you and his hand resting on your stomach. “I think it’s about time that we told everyone. We can’t keep this secret up for longer.”

You thought about it too, but you weren’t so sure if your husband would also be fine with it if the need was to ever arise.

“Okay. I trust you.” You agreed moving until you were laid on top of him now. “I love you, John.”

“I love you too.” He smiled kissing you in the forehead.

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Sims In Bloom: Generation 2 Summary (So Far!)

Based on the Sims In Bloom Challenge by Tasha @a-sims-garden posted here

Gen 2 - Buttercup (green, yellow)

"From a young age you’ve always loved animals of all kinds. You spent your childhood playing in your parents’ garden, fascinated by the wildlife all around you. As a teen From childhood you were gifted a laptop for your birthday glued to the family computer and you spent most of your time attached to it, competing in video game tournaments. Your love for animals persisted however, and you used the money won from video game tournaments to start your own vet clinic! (Plus extra help from the Bank of Mom & Dad.) ‘Romance’ and ‘marriage’ are things you never saw didn't necessarily see in your future, but most importantly, you would still like to raise a child raise your children with love and care like you were."

Immediately revising the challenge description to suit where this generation has gone instead. Daisy's gen started at YA and went pretty much to the letter, but Heather was adjusted early on.

I started with video gaming younger than the guidelines because I didn't think I'd actually make enough to buy the clinic (I didn't) and I wanted a good start on the video gaming skill. She entered a few tournaments before teenhood, but not weekly.

Enter in a video game tournament at least once a week from when you are a teen

Earn money by owning and running a vet clinic

Always own at least one cats *the original rules say at least two cats and I decided one is fine, but since the Nesbitts adopted Boomer in Gen 1 and they already had King Tut, Heather has always owned at least two cats anyway*

Never get into a relationship or marry (you can attempt to date for fun but they never work out) *if you've been following you know this rule has been broken and I'm fine with it. I love love!*

Adopt or have a science baby at least once *acting as a surrogate for Everett and Spencer with the birth of baby Jett fulfilled this, though she isn't raising this child so I plan to bring this requirement back in a future generation*

*Complete the Feather Collection twice

*Gain the Techie lifestyle

Bonus (My own additions. I might use cheats to help complete these if I feel like it because I'm just piling on stuff to do, but I'll try to make it plot or give it some kind of difficulty.)

The Feather Collection was a breeze with so many curious pets, so I decided to go for it twice - once for the statue, which currently stands out front of Buttercup Pet Clinic, and once again for the framed feathers to hang on the wall (in Heather's bathroom because they fit). I have almost every framed feather except the puffin. One left to go.

Raise 175,000 simoleons to buy out the clinic from the Landgraabs. *when this happened, I renamed Brindleton Pawspital to Buttercup Pet Clinic. A rebuild of the clinic is scheduled for spring.

Befriend and adopt Mayor Whiskers

Befriend and resurrect/adopt Captain Whitaker

Get clinic to 5 stars and maintain it, gain all vet perks *I honestly think I'll fail this one and I'm coming to terms with it tbh*

Complete the Jungle Explorer aspiration with a secondary character *working on it with Spencer (Kim-Lewis) Pancakes, though I want Heather, one of her closest friends since childhood, to help out*

Things I Didn't Plan For: Heather and Malcolm's relationship and raising the heir to the Landgraab's business empire, nor Heather's relationship with Conrad. When I started Gen 2, I honestly thought she would remain single forever (or at least until Everett was divorced or a widower) and have a child using his sperm donation. But then I fell in love with Everett's wife, Spencer, and changed the whole trajectory of this generation. Maybe even this legacy!

Once I added Conrad and Gord, I started thinking about incorporating Brindleton Bay's ghost lore into the storyline, but I didn't plan for things to get as paranormal as they did, let alone as fast as it happened! But when I made an on-the-spot decision to send Heather and Conrad on the quest for ambrosia with Reaper Rewards and commit six weeks of storytelling to it, things got spooky and mysterious pretty quick. A whole new challenge in keeping all the paranormal stuff rooted in some realism (until some later generations which go more for full fantasy), has revealed itself!

I'm not counting Gourmet Cooking as one of Heather's maxed skills until she completes it in the main save, but I should have added gardening to the chart before the screenshot.

I just love this generation and have rarely spent more time with a legacy heir than this. I can't wait to see where Heather's story goes from here, and Lavender, our Gen. 3 heir, is developing her own personality more every day!

LEGACY TOTALS

Aspirations Completed: Freelance Botanist, Super Parent (Daisy Nesbitt), Outdoor Enthusiast, Eco Innovator (Neal Nesbitt), Whiz Kid, Friend of the Animals (Heather Nesbitt), Mind and Body, Angling Ace (Holly Bell), Rambunctious Scamp (River Nesbitt), Social Butterfly (Hazel Moody-Nesbitt)

Careers Maxed: Gardener - Botany branch (Daisy), Civil Designer - Eco branch (Neal), Veterinarian (Heather), Deep Sea Fisher (Holly)

Collections Completed: Gardening Society collection plaque (all base game plants - a full and complete garden collection eludes us until perhaps a generation with a much bigger lot); Fishing Club collection plaque (all base game fish - a complete fish collection eludes us until I decide to fish a bunch again, and have a sim willing to mount endangered Sulani species on the wall); the Feather collection

Lifestyles Gained (first listed only): Outdoorsy, People Person (Daisy), Techie (Heather). Daisy had but lost Close-Knit and Energetic at different times, Heather had Single & Lovin' It but lost it obviously, and Conrad also had Close-Knit for a short time. Close-Knit is basically impossible to keep with the way I play legacies with all these interconnected families. This means I've already changed the lifestyle requirement for Gen 3 (it was going to be Close-Knit, I changed it, but I won't say to what until I get there).

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NOTE: Jett Pancakes has actually aged up to a child in game and I noticed his photo isn't updated on the family tree. So this is Jett, the biological son of Heather and Everett Pancakes.

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Imagine thinking you have the perfect relationship but then out of the blue your boyfriend Hongjoong dumps you! Ateez are just as shocked as you and San and Seonghwa take it upon themselves to find out what’s going on with their captain.

To you, it was just a normal Friday. You finished work and headed home to do some food shopping and get things ready for your weekly dinner with your boyfriend Hongjoong. You'd only been home half an hour when the door went, you weren't expecting Hongjoong for another hour so were surprised when you opened the door to find him there. "Hongjoong! What are you doing here I thought you had work until late!" you cried hugging him and you didn't notice but he hardly hugged you back. "I came by because I have to tell you something...you haven't started cooking dinner yet have you?". You shook your head "no but if you're hungry I can go get it started?". Hongjoong shook his head "no that won't be necessary, Y/n I need to tell you something so can we go sit down?". You nodded leading Hongjoong to the living room and turned to face him "so what's up?". "Y/n we need to break up" Hongjoong said and just like that everything changed. To you, the past few years had been happy and fun. You worked as a dancer and danced with Ateez several times which is how you met Hongjoong. He asked you out after your second time working with Ateez and you'd been together ever since. You were just one year older than him, both loved music and were from towns really close to each other. You got along well and were very compatible. Hongjoong claimed nobody could make him laugh like you could and you told him nobody made you feel as loved as him. That's why this was all such a shock, to you everything was fine but Hongjoong said it wasn't about you. "The truth is I've met someone else and I was to pursue it" Hongjoong told you and you struggled to process what he was saying. "Oh...okay" you found yourself saying and Hongjoong carried on "it's nothing you've done wrong I just don't want to hurt you so want to end it". "Thank you?" you asked confused and it came out a lot more sarcastic than you meant it. That was the only time Hongjoong looked you in the eye, to see if you were angry at him. When he realised you were just confused he quickly wrapped it up, grabbed some of his stuff and passed you a bag of things you'd left at his. He left wishing you well and you stared at the door confused, wondering how everything had changed in the space of 15 minutes.

You of course felt very rejected and upset by what happened. Your confidence was shaken and even though Hongjoong said it was nothing to do with you all you could do was wonder what this girl had that you didn't. It must be pretty special to make your boyfriend of nearly 3 years leave you so suddenly and it took you months to get passed that. 4 months after your breakup you were finally feeling a little better and threw yourself into your work. You worked for a dancer agency where companies would hire you for music videos but it had always been your dream to work for one of the big three companies as a dancer and you finally accomplished that. SM hired you as an official dancer and you couldn't be happier! It would further your career so much and also meant you would never have to run into Hongjoong. You were offered a job dancing for Ateez a few weeks ago and turned it down realising you could never dance for Ateez again. So this made you feel so much more stable and powerful. You had your own company now and felt protected by that! However, idol interactions were becoming more and more common and it didn't take long for some familiar faces to appear. When they told you Seonghwa and San would be coming to do the Rover challenge your initial feeling was excitement because you knew how much the boys idolised Kai. Then you began to worry as the situation dawned on you. You hadn't spoken to any of Ateez since you broke up which was sad because you'd become close friends with the guys over the years. You missed them and did feel their loss as well as Hongjoong's. You'd never get to find out if Yeosang liked that book you’d discussed and you thought of Yunho every time a new superhero movie came out. So you'd be coming face to face with 2 of Hongjoong's members for the first time since the breakup with all these unfinished feelings in the mix. It would be awkward to say the least but you just hoped the boys wouldn't refuse to work with you or do anything that your new boss might see as a red flag. The boys entered the room and you and the other dancer clapped and bowed. Judging from the look on their faces they'd been warned it would be you and they bowed back awkwardly. You were one of the more experienced dancers so took the lead teaching them the choreo. San and Seonghwa were in professional mode and listened to you dutifully. They got the choreo pretty quickly and the manager nipped back asking if you could take the boys to Kai. Your fellow dancer asked if you could do it alone so she could go rest and you agreed knowing she'd done a long shift. So it was you and the boys. You walked in awkward silence until you reached the room. "Kai will meet you in here” you said showing them to a small office "you'll do the dance on the steps outside". San and Seonghwa nodded. You noticed San was a little more friendly towards you whereas Seonghwa couldn't even meet your eye. You were sat in silence for a few seconds before San spoke "so how are you Y/n?". "I'm good, enjoying being at SM". San nodded "it was your dream job right?". You nodded thinking of how many amazing groups you'd seen already "yes...I still can't believe it". "Well you deserve it" San said with a kind smile and you smiled back. "How are both of you?" you asked "excited to be performing with Kai I imagine". At that both boys laughed and nodded. "Very excited" Seonghwa said and San nodded "but nervous!". You smiled "don't be, you're great dancers and he's super nice. You'll have fun". The guys nodded and Seonghwa finally looked at you. "I'm sorry we've been distant...or that I've been distant. It's just awkward you know?". You nodded "don't worry I get we can't get friends but I still think of you all fondly. I have no bad feelings towards you guys, him or the other girl". The guys nodded when the door opened and Kai appeared. You bowed to him and then left, considering the day a success. It was only when the boys were in the car heading back to practice that they thought about your words. "What did Y/n mean by other girl?" San asked and Seonghwa paused "I was just thinking that...maybe she meant the other members?". "But she said girl not guys" and Seonghwa nodded "yeah you're right, I have no idea what she meant". Both boys were confused by it but didn't stress over it too much. That weekend all the guys got together for some drinks and after a few San mentioned they'd seen you to Hongjoong. "Oh really?" he asked "how is she?". "She looked good, right Seonghwa?" San said. Hongjoong looked over to his friend and Seonghwa felt guilty. "Yes, she's enjoying her new job there". "That's good" Hongjoong said and went to change the subject but San wasn't done. "She said the strangest thing when we were there. "Oh and what was that?" Hongjoong asked. "she said she had no hard feelings towards us, you or the other girl. "Other girl?" Yunho echoed "what on earth does that mean?". Seonghwa watched Hongjoong as more guys got involved and he saw how uncomfortable the boy was. Something was up. "Who else could she mean? Our partners? Our mothers?" Wooyoung asked. "No she said girl specifically!" San said and Hongjoong sighed "can we stop talking about my ex please? Who knows why she said that but we don't need to sit around discussing it!". Everyone went quiet at Hongjoong's sudden outburst because it had been so unexpected. One minute he was casually chatting about you and the next he was upset? The guys just nodded though, guessing it was a sensitive topic and moved on so as to not upset Hongjoong but that didn't stop them being suspicious. Afterwards, when all the younger members had headed off to bed Seonghwa and Hongjoong were tidying up. Hongjoong was in a pretty good mood so Seonghwa thought he'd broach the subject. "So you really don't know who Y/n was referring to then when she said the other person? You're not seeing some other girl?". Immediately Hongjoong's posture changed and Seonghwa saw the smile leave his face. "No" he said harshly "why do you care anyway?". "I don't I was just wondering" Seonghwa shrugged and Hongjoong nodded. They cleaned the rest of the room in silence. After that Seonghwa was even more convinced Hongjoong wasn't telling them something and he told San as much. "Okay so he's keeping some secret about Y/n, so?". "So don't you want to know what it is?" Seonghwa asked. San paused "I don't know, they've already broken up and what use is there in bringing up the past". "You're right but come on there's been something dodgy about their breakup from day one! They were so happy together and next Hongjoong has broken up with her and won't tell us why". "Didn't we all think it was cheating or something like that?" San asked. Seonghwa nodded "yes but I never believed Y/n would ever do that and when we saw her she didn't look ashamed or embarrassed just more nervous". San nodded "that is true...but why else would Hongjoong break up with her so suddenly?". Seonghwa paused and San noticed his expression "no Hongjoong wouldn't be the one to cheat". "I know that but it would explain why Hongjoong was so cagey about their breakup and why Y/n said other girl". San sighed "I just can't believe Hongjoong would do that". "I know which is why I think there must be something else we're not thinking of" Seonghwa said. San nodded"I don't know but something's not right". Seonghwa agreed "and we need to find out what". On their next day off, San and Seonghwa lied to the guys saying they had plans and then came to the SM building to find you. They told the person at the desk they knew you and had something to give you. Luckily they recognised them as the idols from the other week and let them in. Once in the building they both wandered around hopelessly lost and were arguing quietly when who found them but their idol, Kai. "Hey!" Kai said and then it seemed to dawn on him these two weren't usually here. "What brings you guys here?" he asked and as all the best lies had some truth in them, San was honest. "We're looking for Y/n, when we were here last time she lent us this great fitness book and we want to give it her back". Kai nodded "no worries, do you want me to give it to her?". "No!" Seonghwa said and then paused as Kai was getting more and more suspicious, luckily San's quick thinking saved them again. "What Seonghwa means if he'd prefer to give it her as an excuse to see her again, I'm sure you can guess why" San said smirking at Seonghwa whose eyes widened and his cheeks went pink. That confirmed it for Kai who smiled "hah I can, Y/n is probably downstairs in the dance studio" Kai explained "if anyone asks say I sent you". The guys thanked Kai and quickly hurried to the studio. They spotted you immediately and worried about disturbing the practice but luckily it seemed like a pretty chill one. So the guys stood by the door waving to you and you spotted them and came outside "hey what are you guys doing here? Is everything and everyone okay?". San nodded "yeah everyone's fine we just had a question for you". "And you came all the way here to ask it me?" you asked and Seonghwa nodded "we're sorry to disturb you but couldn't think of another way to contact you. Y/n what did you mean the other week when you said you didn't hold any hard feelings to us, Hongjoong or the other girl". You paused "to his new girlfriend of course" and their jaws dropped. "No!" San said still in disbelief and Seonghwa went pale. You noted their expression and paused "are you two okay?". "Y/n did Hongjoong really cheat on you?" San asked and you shook your head rapidly. "What? No! Atleast I don't think so...he told me he had feelings for another girl and broke up with me to be with her. You didn't know?". "No!" San said and Seonghwa frowned because this still didn't make sense. "You're sure he said that?" Seonghwa asked and you nodded "trust me I wish I could forget him telling me he's leaving me for another woman". "Well that's odd" San said "we haven't met any new partner". You shrugged "maybe they've broken up or he's keeping her a secret. Either way I just meant I don't hold anything against her...sorry that's the choreographer that's just walked into the room. I've got to go" you said and Seonghwa and San thanked you for talking to them before watching you go. "What the fuck?" San asked and Seonghwa shrugged "I have no idea". Seonghwa knew he'd annoyed Hongjoong with his comments about you but figured one more wouldn't hurt. "So did you lie to Y/n about having a new girlfriend or...?" he asked the second he and San got home and both boys froze. Hongjoong looked at him "you spoke to Y/n?". "Yeah because you were clearly hiding something" San said. Hongjoong shook his head "I can't believe you'd go behind my back like that. What about trust?". "Well we weren't really betraying you" San said "Y/n said it to us and we asked her what she meant when you clearly weren't being honest. You want to talk about trust hyung honesty is included in that?". "You want honesty? Fine but you're not going to like it!" Hongjoong said "yes when I broke up with Y/n I said it was because I'd met someone else when I hadn't". "But why?" Seonghwa asked. "Because of this" Hongjoong said scrolling on his phone until he found something and he pushed it towards them. There were a series of photos of the two of you clearly on some sort of date. There were photos of you sat at a table together, walking hand in hand and kissing. "I was shown these by our manager a few months ago. They'd been approached by a magazine and they managed to pay them off but imagine if they didn't. These could've ruined Y/n's career!". "So you broke up with her to stop it from happening again?" Seonghwa asked and Hongjoong nodded before turning to San "which I know you'll have a problem with..." he started and San nodded "you bet I do! Some stupid paparazzi is no reason to throw away someone who makes you happy". "Even if it will protect them?" Hongjoong asked and San shook his head "the threat was stopped and even if it wasn't you could've got through it together. That's what couples do! They support and stand by one another!" San said but Hongjoong didn't look convinced. "The thing is San you're romantic. You think everything is simple and love fixes everything but it doesn't. You don't live in the real world". "I don't?" San asked "you're the one who ran away from your problems instead of facing them". "Ran away" Hongjoong asked and San nodded "I don't think this is so much about protecting Y/n as you being scared! You were scared this would hurt her or that something would damage your relationship and instead of dealing with it decided to throw in the towel and run. You broke up with a woman you love without even telling her why! I call that immature avoidance". Seonghwa could tell the conversation was escalating and tried to calm it down. "San, don't be harsh. I'm sure Hongjoong considered all the options". Hongjoong shook his head "I didn't because there were none to consider. I thought what can protect Y/n and went for it". "But did you even ask her if she wanted protecting?" San asked "maybe she'd be happy taking the risk for you". That idea had honestly never occurred to Hongjoong and he blinked confused at the idea "but why would she?". "Because she loves you" San said "nothing's without risks but loving someone is a really good reason to take one...but you didn't give her that choice". "No because even if she said she wanted to take the risk, if we got caught and I ruined her career I'd never be able to forgive myself. I'm happy being the villain as long as she's safe". "Are you though? Happy I mean?" San asked "hyung I'm not trying to be mean just I think you made a mistake and underestimated Y/n. She deserved the right to fight for her relationship and you didn't give it to her...". Hongjoong had never thought of that either and he rubbed his brow. "Okay that's a lot for tonight how about we take a break?" Seonghwa asked. San nodded and gave Hongjoong a hug "I'm sorry if I upset you". "No you didn't...thanks for caring. I've got a lot to think about". After you finished work that day and you finally had some time to think your mind went to San and Seonghwa and why they came all the way here just to ask you to elaborate. They'd clearly been surprised with Hongjoong's breakup reason and you didn't know if that was bad or good. If they didn't know who the new girlfriend was then was there actually a new girl or had it just been a convenient excuse for Hongjoong to end things with you? Had he just wanted an out and lied to discourage you from trying to get him to keep trying? The only explanations you could think of weren't good and once again you found Hongjoong on your mind. It seemed to be better when you were at work as you had something to distract you so you started coming in early and staying late. You were there late one week when you heard a group of idols finish for the day. It was EXO and they all greeted you wishing you a goodnight before Kai appeared at the end and smiled at you. "Hey are you going this way?" he asked and you shook your head "no, my car's in the shop so I'm just going to walk. Kai frowned "no you're not, it's late and dark just let me drive you home". You tried to disagree but Kai insisted and you found yourself in his very nice car trying not to admire it too openly. You chatted about your days before, with a smile Kai turned to you "so how's Seonghwa?". "Seonghwa?" you asked "from Ateez?" and he nodded "yeah he came to see you the other day right?". "Oh yeah" you nodded "how did you know that?". "I spotted him and San looking lost and pointed them in your direction. He a good-looking guy huh?". You nodded smiling "yeah I guess..." and Kai shrugged "just if a guy like that asked you out, I'm sure he'd be worth giving a shot". You smiled "me and Seonghwa? no!" and Kai pouted "aww why? He's a really nice guy!". "He is but I...I broke up with Hongjoong a few months ago". "Shit really?" Kai asked "how long were you together?". "Nearly 3 years" you said and Kai gasped before frowning "so is Seonghwa trying to put the moves on you or...". "No! He was asking me about Hongjoong" you laughed before going serious "apparently Hongjoong's reason for dumping me isn't the same one he gave them". "That's so weird...even weirder than him breaking up with you". You shook your head "the weird part was I didn't see it coming. There was no build-up or arguments or tension. He just came home one day and told me there was someone else". Kai winced "I'm sorry Y/n that really sucks". You shrugged "it's okay it happened a while ago now". "Then why are San and Seonghwa investigating it?" he asked and you shrugged "I have no id...." before the sentence died on your lips. "Is that your house?" Kai asked stopping where the satnav told him to and you nodded. "Want me to come get rid of him?" Kai asked and you shook your head "it's okay, I'll see what he has to say" and got out of the car to head towards Hongjoong who was waiting on your doorstep.

"Hongjoong...are you okay?" you asked as you got closer and he nodded "I'm okay just can we talk?". You thought if you said no he'd surely burst after coming all this way for this purpose and so nodded "okay". Hongjoong followed you inside, literally following you as you walked around switching lights on. So much so, you nearly bumped into him when you came out of the kitchen. "Why don't we sit?" you suggested and Hongjoong nodded "yeah yeah let's sit". You sat across from him and Hongjoong took a breath before beginning "so I know San and Seonghwa came to see you". You nodded "they did, to ask about you". Hongjoong nodded "so I might not've been completely honest with you and San's convinced me that's wrong and you deserve the truth". You nodded holding your breath and then Hongjoong said it "so there was nobody else, I didn't break up with you because I wanted to date another girl". You tried to just nod and act like it didn't hurt he'd come up with some reason to ditch you but it didn't work. “You know you could've just told me if you wanted to break up" you said "there was no need to make a fool of me". Hongjoong paused "that wasn't what I was doing". "Wasn't it?" you asked "I feel like such an idiot saying that to San and Seonghwa. What did you think would happen if you told me you no longer wanted to be together? That i'd refuse or be some crazy stalker? You didn't need an excuse to get out of our relationship Hongjoong!". "That's not why I said it, I didn't want out of our relationship and it wasn't an excuse. It was something I had to do to protect you" he replied and you froze "what?". Hongjoong explained the photo and why that meant things had to end. You were quiet and he asked if you were okay. "I just don't understand" you said and Hongjoong nodded "well my company had paid the paper off..." but you shook your head "no I get the blackmail but why did you decide that meant we had to end things? Without even telling me either?" you said and Hongjoong sighed. "It was the only way I could think to protect you". "But who said I wanted protecting?" you asked and it was almost exactly what San had said. "So if I'd have told you, what would you have said? Wouldn't you have been worried?". You looked at him "honestly no? Hongjoong I know what I got myself into dating you and that the worst case scenario would be seeing photos of us all over the newspapers but your company handled it and we might never have had another instance like that". "But there was no guaranteeing that and if it did get out you could've lost your job". "Do you did all this based on a potential potential?" you asked annoyed and Hongjoong sighed "I guess yeah". You took a deep breath unsure how you were feeling when a question occurred to you. "Okay so why now". "What?" Hongjoong asked and you looked at him "why tell me now?". Hongjoong paused as if he genuinely hadn't considered this question. "I don't know I guess after speaking with San I felt it was my duty to tell you" he said but sounded very unsure. You took a breath "right well honestly I think I would've preferred to think you had some new girlfriend instead". "Really?" Hongjoong asked "instead of knowing I cared for you enough to leave? To protect you?". "What use is protecting me if you're gone? Instead of leaving to keep me safe I would've wanted you to stay so we can face it together...that would've done more for me" you said and Hongjoong went quiet. "I guess I got everything wrong" he said "I thought I was helping...even tonight and all I've done is make things worse". You didn't know what to say to that because yes he had but you knew Hongjoong. He was smart enough to know this wouldn't be a sunny conversation and he wouldn't have hurt you for no reason. "What else do you want to say?" you asked "why else did you come here?". Hongjoong looked at you about to deny it when he saw your expression and sighed "I forgot you know me, I guess I was...hoping you'd change my mind or something" he said. "About our break up? You dumping me?" you asked. Hongjoong raised his hands "I know that sounds bad, I've caused all this and then come to you to fix it but I genuinely thought there was only one option to keep you safe from my life. Then when San started speaking about how you might've wanted to fight alongside me and stick with me, I was very confused and really sad. The idea that I could've had that and then threw it away" he sighed "so that's why I'm here" he said looking at you and that's when you lost it. You shot onto your feet and shook your head "no Hongjoong! You don't get to come here and ask me to fight for our relationship. Not after you lied and dumped me, ghosted me for weeks, then reappeared and told me the painful truth. How is it now my responsibility to save this?". "No it's not!" he said also rising to his feet "I guess I'm asking if you would still like to fight for us? If you'd take me back?" he asked. His question hung in the air unanswered and you didn't know what to say. "I think I need time to think about it" you told him "it's a lot to take in" and Hongjoong nodded "of course! Just call or text me when you want to talk again. Or if your answer is no I guess you don't have to see me, you can just text me...unless you want to tell me face to face. Basically just let me know" he said and you nodded "okay". Hongjoong nodded "okay, thanks for speaking to me, I'll leave now. Bye Y/n" and he rushed from your house. The next day at work Kai saw you pull up in the carpark and waited for you. "So how was it with Hongjoong?" Kai asked "are you two back together again?". You frowned "who told you that? Has Hongjoong been telling people?". "Wait shit it's true?" Kai asked "Y/n I was just guessing, is that seriously what happened?". You took a deep breath of relief realising it wasn't everywhere and shook your head. "Well kind of, he asked if I would take him back I just haven't decided yet". "Oh" Kai said "why do you not love him anymore?". You shook your head immediately "no I do" surprising yourself at your instinctive response. Kai noticed and smiled softly "okay so what's stopping you?". You sighed "you don't want to hear all the drama" but Kai shook his head "are you kidding? I live for this!". You chuckled as he said that and nodded "okay but it's long and boring". Kai nodded "well let's do it right then". Kai came with you to your studio, walked over to the manager and told him you were going on a coffee run with him and would be back later. Your manager nodded and just like that you were both heading to a coffee shop. "Perks of being a veteran idol" Kai smiled "now tell me everything". You explained the whole story and what Hongjoong had broken up with you for. When you finished Kai's face was in a serious thinking expression. He nodded "I get your predicament I do, logically there's no reason you should take him back". You blinked at Kai's abruptness "you think?". Kai nodded "you have no proof he won't do something similar again and he was reckless and a bit of a coward...but I think you should take him back". "What!" you cried "you just said I shouldn't take him back". "No I said there's no logical reason why but logic isn't everything. Emotions and the heart matter too and I can tell you want him back". "Well of course I do!" you agreed "but just because you want something doesn't mean it's fated or something that's good for you". "And just because someone did something bad doesn't make them a bad person" Kai argued back "Yes what Hongjoong did was wrong but he came back. He's back now doing the right thing and I think that bodes well. Do you know how much courage that must've taken him to show up at your front door? To tell you everything?". "But I...don't know what will happen if I take him back" you said and Kai nodded "I know and that's scary but regret is way scarier. Plus Hongjoong lost you once, I don't think he'll make the same mistake twice. If you genuinely want him go and take him". At Kai's final sentence, you stood up abruptly and nodded "you're right, I'm going to go get him!" and headed for the door. Kai jumped up too "well I didn't mean right now we have work" but when he saw the look in your eye he shook his head "you know what go and I'll make up some excuse". You nodded "thanks Kai you're the best! I'll be one hour" and you ran out the door. The Ateez HQ was a short 15-minute walk away or a 5-minute one if you were walking as fast as you were. The doormen recognised you and so waved you through without any challenge and you hurried up to the Ateez floor. You had no idea where Hongjoong would be on it but headed down one of the corridors hoping to see him. You rounded a corner and heard a familiar laugh. Wooyoung was messing around with Yunho and who was behind them trying to get them to stop but Hongjoong? Wooyoung and Yunho saw you and froze and Hongjoong nodded "yes thank you for listening to me, can we be adults now?" when Wooyoung pointed. Hongjoong turned around and saw you "Y/n?" he asked jumping "are you okay? Are you looking for me? Is this about what we discussed?". "Yes!" you said and Hongjoong nodded "okay yes to which questions?". "How about the one you asked me at my house?" you replied and Hongjoong paused "wait do you mean...". You nodded "my answer is yes Hongjoong" and that beautiful smile you'd missed so much appeared on Hongjoong's face. "You mean you'll take me back?" Hongjoong asked coming towards you and you nodded "I missed you". Hongjoong finally reached you and gathered you into his arms. "I missed you so fucking much!" he cried hugging you and soon you were both crying holding onto one another. You both had your eyes closed so didn't realise the whole of Ateez had gathered until you heard a sniff. You looked up and saw all the boys gathered by the doorway and San, Seonghwa, Wooyoung and Mingi were all genuinely tearful. "Are you crying?" you asked and Wooyoung nodded "so? You are too!". "But it's my relationship" you laughed and Wooyoung cried "so?" loudly, making everyone laugh. "You're just too sweet" San said and Hongjoong shrugged "I guess that's true" making you smile and look at him. "What?" Hongjoong asked and you shook your head "I just never thought things would be like this again". Hongjoong nodded "me either but Y/n I promise I'm not making the same mistake again. I'll never leave your side to protect you again". You smiled "good, we're always stronger together" and Hongjoong nodded "fuck yes" and kissed you making all the boys squeal/scream. You broke apart laughing and Hongjoong shooed them "are you off work today?". "No I've got...34 minutes" you said checking your watch "want to spend them together?". Hongjoong nodded "definitely, come on" and he led you out of the door and into the sunshine. Hongjoong never let anything drive the two of you apart again.

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clone-wars-winter-challenge · 9 months ago

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Welcome to The Clone Wars Winter Spectacular Prompt Challenge 2024 hosting by @hanaaishi and @callsign-denmark. This event runs from October 6th to January 5th.

Weekly Promots:

Week 1: *Peppermint* *"I Feel Cold"*

⭐special⭐ Alpha 17

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Week 2: *"At Ease"* *Midnight Snack*

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Week 3: *Polar Plunge* *Holiday Cookies* ⭐special⭐ prompt: Domino Squad

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Week 4: *First Snow* *Fluffy Blanket*

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Week 5: *Hanging Christmas Lights* *Snowball Fight*

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Week 6: *First Date* *Hot Cocoa*

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Week 7: *Snowman* *Sunset*

⭐Special⭐ Prompt: Captain Rex

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Week 8: *Karaoke Night* *Eggnog*

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Week 9: "Your hands are freezing" *bonfire*

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Week 10: *coffee break* *Northern Lights* ⭐ Special ⭐ 1: The Bad Batch* *⭐Special⭐ 2: Mistletoe

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Week 11: *Gingerbread house* *Christmas vacation*

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Week 12: *Gift Wrap* *Jingle Bells*

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Week 13: *Happy New Year* *baby it's cold outside* ⭐ Special ⭐ Prompt*first kiss*

Rules:

You must tag this page and use the hashtag #theclonewarswinterspectacular2024 in order for your story to be rebogged.

If you write a NSFW story, you MUST mark it as so with an 18+ warning.

You can mix and match prompts from any week, but ⭐special⭐ prompts can only be counted with the week they are posted with in order to earn a badge.

You can write for any clone in this Challenge, but if you write Clone × Clone Ship (clonecest), it will not be reblogged (it's just not a thing we do here)

Please be respectful and kind to the hosts and others joining into the challenge, this is a fun and safe place.

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ginnyw-potter-archive · 1 year ago

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Posting schedule

I've decided to start a posting schedule because posting whenever has started to become a stressful headache where I don't know how much I've written.

Peverell's Progeny 🤰🍳

Updating on Tuesdays:

13 August - Chapter 46: Newborn days 27 August - Chapter 47 10 September - Chapter 48 24 September - Chapter 49 8 October - Chapter 50

7 Scandals and a Baby

updates tbd (likely weekly)

EXCEL MASTERLIST (this one is so not up-to-date, I'm so sorry! I am too busy writing)

Finished multichapter fics

Love, I like a challenge 🧹

Knight of Mine 👑⚔️

Spilt Blood 🩸

The Silver Lining of Dirty Dancing 💃

Experimentally in love

That has a ring to it

Fuck, my enemy

Wreck my plans

Twoshots

Not a Done Deal

Wonderful Wondrous Witches Magic Match Meetings

A terrible, terrible divorce

The Get-Along Sweater

Planned (subject to change!)

Marriage by Capture Not Your Captain Ginny Weasley and the Secret Potter

#fic #ao3 #update schedule #pinned post

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marveltrumpshate · 4 months ago

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February 2025 MTH fills

The best way to see all the fills that have been shared with us is our monthly roundups tag or our #MTH-fills channel on our Discord, but you can also view them through the following methods:

Our Tumblr tags: 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023, 2024

Our AO3 collection (only has works posted to AO3; see "subcollections" for specific auction years)

Completed works tag list

To find specific content, use our completed works tag lists above which includes instructions on how to search for a particular character, gen or romantic relationship, universe, and fanwork type.

SOLO CHARACTERS

Kurt Wagner

@paintedimagery - Art of 616 Kurt with a glowing sword in his chest for @thelonebamf

Steve Rogers

@artgroves - "What thrives in the discards" (pastel painting of bloodied and bruised pre-serum MCU Steve with his fists up and ready to fight, inspired by the poem "Hope Is Not a Bird, Emily, It’s a Sewer Rat") (also on AO3) for Maiasaura (MTH 2023)

GEN/PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS

Matt Murdock & Foggy Nelson & Karen Page

raggedyred/@raggedyhive "Just An-otter Day at the Office" (MCU Foggy & Karen & Matt gen fic where otter!Matt from a world where everyone is an animal swaps places with human!Matt who then meets bunny!Foggy and swan!Karen) for @lintillathearchaeologist

SHIPS

Bucky Barnes/Erik Lehnsherr

raggedyred - "In The Meantime" (Hydra hunter!Bucky/Nazi hunter!Erik multiverse AU fic) for EvilDime

Bucky Barnes/Peter Parker

@ruquas - "Hop little Bunny" (MCU Bucky/Peter fic where dom Bucky indulges sub Peter in his hunter/hunted fantasy) for @maukree

Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson

@daisytarget - Mood board for the post-TFATWS/pre-Cap 4 Bucky/Sam fic, "Couple of guys who say 'I love you'" by @ineffable-snowman

Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers

SucculentHyena/@succulent-hyena - "A Light to Carry Your Skin" (lighthouse keeper werewolf!Bucky/selkie!Steve AU fic) for @kalika999

@zenaidamacrouras1 - "Stellate" (plastic surgeon Bucky/head of ER Steve AU fic) for thegirlsleuth (MTH 2023)

Logan/Wade Wilson

@finelydressedspacemen - "Wheel, Snipe, Celly" (Logan/Wade hockey AU fic where Wade joins the local beer league team and meets retired pro Logan) for @burdenedwithpointlesspurpose

Peter Parker/Stephen Strange

raggedyred - "All in Good Time" (aged-up MCU Peter Parker/Stephen Strange Hanahaki AU fic) for @illogicalkat

Steve Rogers/Tony Stark

oper_1895/@oper1895 - "Not a Problem, An Opportunity" (Steve feels self-conscious about his endurance in the bedroom while Tony sees it as a challenge) for @bulkyphrase (MTH 2023)

PoliZ's Stuffed Marvels/@polizwrites - A hand-sewn doll of Steve in his classic Captain America costume and a hand-sewn doll of Tony in his IM2 Stark Industries racing suit for @soliloquent-stark

@softanticipation - "Sexual Harrassment Training" (Steve/Tony non-powered enemies-to-lovers workplace fake relationship AU fic) for @nostalgicatsea, aspiring-tonbo/tonbotomoe, @sabrecmc, @ishipallthings, @magicasen, tsmk2013tsmk, Lesh, @betheflame, @hollyandvice, @t0nystark1er, @desasterdan, drunken panda, and @onlymorelove (MTH 2021)

SteveTony Weekly/@stevetonyweekly - Steve/Tony hurt/comfort fic rec list for @a10wea

#monthly roundup #february 2025 #mth 2021 #mth 2023 #mth 2024

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rayray2390 · 2 months ago

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AA Clint Barton x Reader

Part 10: Back to the Learning Hall

Clint’s POV

Today is laundry day in Avengers tower and I’m hoping I don’t get picked for it. We draw straw’s on who does the load for the week and I was picked last time. I see (y/n) come in with a bag of her laundry and sets it on the table with a frown on her face. “This is ridiculous, not to mention highly unnecessary.” She says as Hulk sets his clothes down next.

“It’s a weekly chore we share Spidey, just hope the straws don’t pick you.” I say as Tony holds out the straws to me. I pick one out and let out a sigh of relief. “Yes!” Cap draws next and he’s safe, along with Hulk Thor and (y/n).

Sam is the last to choose and he got the shortest straw. “I drew the short straw last weekend.” Sam complains.

“Cleaning helps discipline us, Sam.” Cap starts to lecture. “Drawing straws isn’t a punishment, it’s duty. But we’ll all pitch in.”

There’s a trumpet affair that rings through out the tower and I look around. “Not my ringtone.” I immediately say once it’s done.

Thor looks to me with a smile. “It’s Asgardian scroll delivery, trans-dimensional mail.” Thor heads to his room to get his mail.

Me and Hulk look at each other and smile wanting to go see what Thor received. “You coming Spidey?” I call out to (y/n).

“No thanks, you guys ave fun.” She replied with a smile while she goes to sit on the couch.

I quickly jog over to her and kiss her cheek gently. “If you say so.” I said with a smile and start to walk away.

“You guys have fun.” I hear her say as me and Hulk leave.

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Me and Hulk meet up with Thor in his room while he reads the scroll. He’s got a frown on his face as he’s reading and I have a feeling he’s not happy with whatever is in that mail. I pull out my new grapple arrow hoping to cheer him up. “New grapple arrow! Want to come watch me test it on Hulk’s face?”

Thor doesn’t respond which worries me and Hulk. “You hear us?” Hulk asks first. “We’re gonna hit stuff.”

I shoot my grapple arrow at the scroll which surprises Thor and I bring the scroll into my hands. “And it works. This the T-mail you got?” I start to read it despite Thor’s protest. “We proudly call on Thor Odinson as honorary guest of the Learning Hall Games. Cool a vacay, let me pack my bags.”

“Asguard?” Hulk takes the scroll from my hands to read it himself. “Better things to hit, I’m in.”

“I will not be attending!” Thor snatches the scroll away from Hulk in an upset mood, and turns away with the scroll clutched into his hand. “There are too many threats here.”

I raise my eyebrows surprised at his words. I smile as I try to cheer him up. “Woah Thor, you are like the prom king and football captain all rolled into one. Reunions were made for people like you.”

Thor puts his hands on his hips and mentally debates about it. He then turns back to us slightly a frown on his face. “You do not understand.”

“I understand your school reunion sounds way more fun than watching Tony talk to Arsenal’s robot head for the zillionth time. It’s seriously unnerving.” I say with a slight shiver at the thought.

Thor fully turns to us as he speaks. “The Learning Hall was no mere school. Everyday was war. People banded together and challenged their peers for superiority.”

I cross my arms as he describes what is exactly a school. “Yeah that’s school.”

“Well, I guess it is only in the banquet hall.” Thor slowly starts to consider going.

“Whatever that is.” I say uncrossing my arms. “Now come on let’s do this!” Thor smiles and holds his hand out for his hammer. Once it’s in hand he holds it out to open a portal. “This is going to be fun.” I say as we all jump into the portal.

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(Y/n) POV

Me and Natasha are in her flying car responding to an emergency, some civilians are trapped in a building on fire with no way out. Cap was getting them to the roof just as me and Nat are flying in. “How are we looking?” Nat pressed a button on her car to communicate with Cap. Tony discovered that someone is using the space stone, one of the six infinity stones, to cause earthquakes on earth. We don’t know where Hulk Thor or Clint went so the rest of us are on our own.

“Not good.” Cap’s voice comes through the speakers. “Fire’s contained to the top two floors, but it’s moments from becoming a bigger problem. That earthquake caused a lot of damage.” Nat looks around the roof and moves the flying car to the water container. She shoots two ropes to the top of the container and starts to pull with the car trying to get it to fall. I stand in my seat and shoot some webs to the container and also help to pull while Cap uses as much strength to push the container down.

We successfully get the water to pour into the hole in the building. “Hopefully Tony discovered who’s using the space stone before another quake hits.” I say as Cap joins me and Nat in her car to look for any other disasters.

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Clint’s POV

We make it to the Learning Hall after a slight hiccup with Thor’s portal, Asguard is as beautiful as Thor says it is. I wish (y/n) was here to see it. “Alright time to see where you got your learn on.” I said to Thor with a smile.

Thor becomes hesitant and quickly stops me and Hulk from entering the hall. “I really must insist that we head straight through to the festivities in the banquet hall. I am the Odinson after all.” He gives us a nervous smile.

“Aw come on, just a little peek on our way by.” I said walking past him.

Hulk walks beside me a smirk on his face. “Better be embarrassing pictures.”

“B-but the banquet- wait there are cookies!” Thor sighs and begrudgingly follows us into the hall.

We get into the school and I immediately notice one thing, it’s huge! “This was your school?” I ask feeling amazed by the scene.

“Uh, yes.” Thor hesitated. “But we really shouldn’t dally. What we seek is in the banquet hall toward-“

Before he could finish his sentence I interrupt him. “Yeah, yeah, yeah just give me a minute.” I could tell Thor was embarrassed about us being here but I really wanted to learn more about my teammate, or rather embarrass him more. We stop in front of a trophy case and there are pictures like Hulk wanted. But I notice they’re all of Loki, Thor’s younger adopted brother. “Why is Loki everywhere on this wall?” I hear Thor groan softly and start reading out what’s on the trophies. “Energy manipulation first place Loki. Spell casting first place Loki. Learning Hall games first place Loki.”

Me and Hulk look to Thor who now has a solemn look on his face. “Yes, Loki was very talented in all manners of learning.” He crosses his arms and avoids looking at us. “Which makes it all the more tragic that one as smart as he is trapped in the warriors’ afterlife of Valhalla.”

Hulk looks to Thor noticing something. “Where’s your name?”

Hulk’s words make me raise an eyebrow now noticing that he’s right. “Thor, tell me you graduated crazy magic school.”

Thro sighs and uncrosses his arms and finally looks at us. “I would have, but my father he needed my strength on the battlefield, and- and-“ Thor couldn’t finish his sentence feeling defeated.

“And you didn’t graduate.” Hulk finished for him.

Thor nodded his head. “I left before the final day of the Learning Hall games. I did not in your words, graduate.”

I look over Thor’s shoulder and see a misty figure and slightly panic. “Question- is this place haunted?”

“Yes, this place haunts me often.” Thor said not noticing the ghostly figure behind him.

“Oh good, so that’s normal then?” I point to the ghostly figure behind him.

Thor looks over there shocked. “Loki? But you’re trapped in Valhalla. How are you doing this?” Loki’s ghostly figure walks into the next room calmly and me, Thor and Hulk follow after him.

“Why’re we chasing ghosts?” I say in a panicked tone. As soon as we get past the doors they close behind us. “Aw come on!”

I start to bang on the doors but Thor’s voice stops me. “It is no use. Once sealed, those doors will not open. This whole thing must be another of Loki’s schemes.”

I turn to face him. “You mean the reunion was a ruse? I was tricked into school? Man my 15-year-old self would be really disappointed in me right now.”

“He has forced our hand. There is only one way out.” Thor said in a serious tone.

Him and Hulk started walking down the hall and I followed closely behind. “I don’t like the way you said that.”

As we walk Thor starts to explain what we need to do. “A portal lies at the center of the school. However, to got to it we must complete the learning hall games.”

I look to him confused. “What do you mean we?”

“A leader is only as good as the warriors he chooses. Three are meant to compete, hence the Warriors Three.”

“Enough talk!” Hulk said in his usual angry voice. “How hard could it be?”

“I do not yet know,” Thor says. “But once we cross the threshold there is no turning back.” We walk into the next room and the doors shut behind us again. As soon as they shut there’s a low growl that comes from three large wold entering from another room across from us. “Only one warrior may compete per challenge.”

“I so got this.” Hulk says smiling as he steps in front of us. He roars at them and they each attack Hulk one at a time.

Hulk throws one of the wolves our way and it almost attacks us but we dodge in time. “Easy boy!” I yell to the wolf and draw out my bow and an explosive arrow.

Before I could shoot Thor’s voice stops me. “No, it’s Hulk’s challenge. Evade but never engage. That is the second rule of the games.”

“What’s the first?” I ask as I put my bow and arrow away.

“Don’t fail. That’s a one way portal to Valhalla.”

“Why couldn’t this be a multiple choice test?”

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(Y/n) POV

Me and the team have been helping with disasters around the city for hours with no breaks. We’re just finishing up helping two people out of a car when a semi was almost on top of them. “What happened to our big guns? And Clint?” Natasha asks once we’ve all gathered together.

“According to Jarvis Thor took a portal to Asgard with Clint and Hulk in tow.” Tony explains as another earthquake hits. Should I be upset my boyfriend left earth without telling me? Probably, but we got other things to deal with. A building starts to crumble and debris starts to fall. Sam throws some of his wings at the debris making them into smaller bits. “Quakes are intensifying. Earth’s going to shake rattle and roll out of existence if another one hits.”

“Thor’s portal has to be tied to the Space Stone. The first quake hit exactly when he used it.” Sam explains.

“And we can’t reach him. Unless someone’s got an Asgardian cell number for him.” Tony says as a portal opens in the sky.

We all look up and see Asgard moving towards us. “Looks like Asgard came to us.” Cap says.

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Clint’s POV

“Uh Hulk, hurry with the smashing!” I call out to Hulk who’s still fighting the wolves. Every time he throws one off him the other two attacks, while the one he throws is in mine and Thor’s direction. We keep dodging them and I’m getting sick of it. Once all the wolves are knocked out I stand and wipe the sweat off my eyebrow. “Besides the minor annoyance of running away, these trials should have been easy for you Thor.” Now that I think about it I probably should’ve told (y/n) where I was going. Oh well I’ll apologize later.

There’s a diabolical laugh from above us coming from Loki’s ghostly figure. “One trial down, two to go.”

“Loki, how are you doing this?” Thor asks in a serious tone.

“Oh it’s amazing what one can do when forcing realms to collide.” Loki’s ghost form floats down in front of us and hovers slightly above the ground still. Hulk tries to punch Loki but his fists go right through him. “Oh how I wonder if you’ll be able to complete what All-Father Odin sought to hide away you away from.”

Loki’s figure turns to Thor with a smirk. “Odin did no such thing. I was needed on the battle field.” Thor defends himself with some hesitance.

“Oh, years of war and that was the day Odin pulls you?” Loki’s tone is teasing and you can clearly see the tension and anger in Thor. “Coincidence is a fool’s explanation.”

“Be gone trickster and leave us to our games!” Thor tries to hit Loki the same way Hulk in anger.

“The games are just beginning.” Loki’s. Form disappears and the last thing we hear from him is his laugh.

“Ok. So how do we get to the next chamber?” I ask and just as I finished my question the fire near us goes out and the floor opens beneath us causes all of us to fall. “Stupid question!” Thor flies with his hammer and is able to catch Hulk, I shoot my grapple arrow at the wall and I’m able to swing over to a ledge. “Hey Thor, give us some light will ya?”

“Aye.” Thor lands with Hulk on another ledge and swings his hammer in the air causing a small glow lightning to light the area.

I hear a low growl from beneath me and I look over the edge hoping the small light could help me see what was there. “Uh, anyone else hear that?” I can hear Hulk and Thor discussing something but I’m too distracted by the giant serpent coming my way. I finally put it together and realize this is my challenge. “Hi buddy.” I say nervously to the serpent and chuckle nervously. In response it hisses and lunges at me. I’m able to dodge it by shooting my grapple arrow at the wall and swing away. “You wanna chew on something,” I land on a far away ledge and shoot an explosive arrow. “Chew on this.” The serpent blows fire at me and I go from ledge to ledge to avoid it. “Ok now you’re starting to get on my nerves.” I shoot another arrow at him and continue to dodge the fire it blows at me. I get to another ledge and am able to switch the arrow tips with an electric one and shoot that arrow at the serpent.

“I get little wolves, he gets a dragon.” I hear Hulk pout from a safe place above me.

“Alright scaly really hoping we have one thing in common,” I say as I get out an oil arrow. “That neither of us can fly.” Once the serpent lunges at me I shoot the arrow at the ground and jump to another ledge just as the serpent slips on the oil. It tries wrapping around a pillar but some oil is still on it and its now holding onto the pillar with its mouth. I shoot one more explosive arrow at a rock which lands on the serpent making it fall to the ground defeated.

I let out a sigh of relief and make my way to the ground with Hulk and Thor joining me. “Not bad, short stack.” Hulk teases me. “These trials ain’t so hard.”

“Only one trial remains.” Thor says as we make our way into the next room.

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(Y/n)’s POV

“Loki’s trying to jailbreak the afterlife?” I ask Tony once we regroup in the avenjet. I’ve only seen Loki once through news when he attacked New York one time and he seemed very threatening. It’s no wonder they sent him to a place with no escape.

“Loki has back doors into various realms.” Tony starts as he’s looking at a screen on the jet. “Maybe there’s a way into Asgard from Valhalla.”

Sam walks over and looks at the screen with me and Tony. “But we can’t get into Asgard unless we’re Asgardian.”

Tony thinks for a moment then pulls up a hologram of Mjolnir. “Then it’s time to improvise. We’ll get Thor’s pet, Bilgy to let us into Asgard with a hologram of his hammer as soon as the next portal is open.” We all look at each other like he’s crazy, but then again he’s never let us down.

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Clint’s POV

“You’re up butterscotch.” Hulk shoves Thor forward.

Thor stumbles a little but quickly composes himself. “I’m ready. What chamber is this Loki?”

Loki’s figure pops up from the side of the room his arms crossed over his chest. “The first strength, the second agility, the third mind. Come now brother.” Loki’s tone turns menacing once he gets to the third challenge. His figure floats over to the statue with the giant hammer in front of us. “If I can do it, surely you can too. Where’s that greatness Odin saw when he handed the keys to the kingdom?”

“Lies spill from you like venom.” Thor says as he goes to stand in front of the statue.

“What worth have you ever had to prove Odinson?” Loki’s figure moves away from the statue to float in front of Thor. “What makes you worthy of this kingdom, of that hammer?” Loki’s tone turns into anger.

“You’re about to find out.” Thor says calmly as he walks through Loki’s figure.

Once Thor is in front of the statue it comes to life and speaks in a deep voice. “If my opposite given free, you shall never know me. If given effort, you may. What am I?” Not to be selfish but I am glad I didn’t get this chamber, I’m terrible at riddles.

“Riddles?” Thor asks turning to Loki’s figure.

“Indeed. Given a little flair by yours truly.” Loki says with a smirk.

“Should’ve brought my joke book.” I say casually.

Loki uses his magic to sprout large tree branches from the floor and makes them hold me and Hulk against the wall. “Come now, no cheating.” Loki’s tone turns holds a finger to his lips and the branches move to cover mine and Hulks mouths. I struggle but it’s no use, the hold is too strong.

“Opposite given free, given effort, I may know you?” Thor muttered to himself in concentration. “I don’t- you’re failure.” The statue in front of him crumbles to dust showing he passed the first riddle.

“There may be something besides that horrid helmet weighing your neck down after all.” Loki insults Thor with a smile. Loki’s ghost form flys over to the next statue and merges into it making the statue come alive. The statue begins to speak in the same low voice. “I stand tall but fall short, worthy but disregarded, my land strong and yet home. Who am I?”

Loki’s figure appears next to Thor again and he looks to Loki like it’s an obvious answer. “Worthy but disregarded? This brother is what you think of me.” Thor looks back to the statue and answers with confidence. “You’re Thor Odinson.”

“No.” The statue answers quickly. Some branches appear at Thor’s feet and wrap around his ankles, legs and arms keeping him from escaping. He gets pulled down to his knees and once secure the statue takes its hammer and slams it on top of Thor.

“Loki chuckles as he appears to Thor’s eye level. “It’s always about you, isn’t it? Hope this doesn’t hurt too little.”

The branches disappear and Thor tries to pick up his hammer won’t budge. I struggle against the branches wanting to help him but it’s no use. “Failure, Thor Odinson.” The statue says as he continues to hit Thor.

“Odin was right.” Loki says standing over Thor. “You simply were not worthy to finish the trials. You’re dim, no brain of your own.” The statue continues to hit Thor as he desperately tries to lift his hammer. “You’re not worthy Thor. The only thing of worth are the confident lies that Odin has fed your mind.” Loki makes his way to the top of the stairs. “Your failure opened the gates to my prison.” A bright light appears at the top of the stairs and the real Loki walks out of it with an evil smirk on his face and clutching the Space Stone to his chest, along his side are a bunch of warrior skeletons. “The Space Stone could always transport me out of Valhalla. I just needed a failure like you to open a portal. Thank you for getting the door.” The skeleton army makes their way down the stairs and surrounds Thor as the statue continues to hit him.

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(Y/n)’s POV

Sam is working on getting his wing pack onto Bilgy and I attach a rope from him to Nat’s flying car. “Cross your fingers,” Sam calls out. “I’ve never used my wing pack on something this big before.”

I finishing attaching the end of the rope onto the car and get in the back seat with Natasha as Tony and Cap sit in the front seat. “Are you sure this is going to work?” I ask as I buckle my seatbelt then pull on the end to make it tighter.

“We need an Asgardian to get us between realms, Bilgy here couldn’t be more Asgardian.” Sam joins us in the car as Tony speaks. Tony brings up a hologram of Thor’s hammer. He hovers it in front of Bilgy making him go after it.

Tony turns on the jets in the car as Bilgy pulls us to Asgard and I hear Nat say “This is going to be an embarrassing way to die.” There’s a big flash of light as we finally enter Asgard.

We crash through a building and land harshly on the ground. I stand up once I’ve gotten myself together and hear Thor speak. “You found us?” I look over to him kneeling on the ground and he looks worn out, and not the usual worn out when he finishes a heroic battle, but more so defeated.

“Looks like you could use a hand.” Cap says as he walks to stand beside Thor.

I pull my hair back into a ponytail (Sorry if you got short hair) and make my way to stand by my team. “Thor what’s the situation?”

“Everything I’ve been told is a lie. I-I’m not worthy of Mjolnir.” Thor said in a defeated tone.

A bunch of portals open up in front of us as Loki speaks. “How about you all show me how worthy you are Avengers, while I show you the true strength of the Space Stone?”

“Avengers Assemble!” Cap shouts and we all begin to attack the skeleton army.

As we fight I notice Thor still kneeling on the ground. It looks like whatever happened before we arrived really got to him. I get distracted noticing Thor’s defeated gaze I didn’t notice Loki appear in front of Clint. I run over and try kicking Loki out of the way but he quickly disappears. Clint looks over at me with a small smirk. “Thanks for trying anyway spidey.”

I give a quick nod and we fight side by side with any skeletons coming our way. “Thor, get in the game.” I call out to Thor who’s still kneeling on the ground. I see Sam go over to talk to Thor and give him a small pep talk.

I didn’t notice the skeleton by my side until Clint shoots an arrow in my direction and I see webbing come out of it. I look over to him shocked and surprised he knew the recipe for it. “It took a while but I finally was able to make web arrows in honor of you. Ya like it?” Clint asks as he shoots an explosive arrow at a small group of skeletons.

“I love it.” I say with a smile. We continue to fight the skeletons but they wont stop coming. I see Thor got his fighting spirit back and fights with Loki. While me ad the rest of the team fight the skeletons they all collapse on the ground. I look over and see that Loki is on the ground defeated. Thor takes off the necklace Loki was wearing and throws it to the side.

Tony takes the stone and holds it carefully so he doesn’t set anything off. Thor stands with a hand on Loki’s shoulders. “I will be back my friends, once I have him in his cell we can go.” Thor swings his hammer and flies off with Loki.

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One week later…

“I thought Hulk’s clothes smelled bad, but Tony’s armor is in need of serious ventilation.” Clint complains as he walks in with a mask over his face and everyone’s dirty laundry in his arms.

“I see the straws chosen who’s worthy.” I say with a teasing smile and Clint gives me a playful glare. I’m sure if it were anyone else he’d talk back so I can practically get away with anything with him.

Thor walks in a proud smile on his face while carrying a large trophy. “First place, Thor Odinson for completing the Learning Hall Games in record-breaking trial time.” He holds up a scroll as well and laughs proudly. “It’s knowledge achieved later in life, but perhaps school wasn’t so bad after all.”

Hulk walks in with his gamma phone and holds it up to Thor catching him off guard. “One for the wall, say cheese.” Hulk laughs and shows everyone the photo.

“Good job Thor, now if you’ll excuse me I’ve got some laundry to do.” Clint said as he goes to do the laundry.

I get up from my spot at the table and follow him. “Hold on, let me help you.”

“You don’t need to.” He says with a smile. “You drew the longest straw.”

“I honestly couldn’t care less. I just like being near you.” We make it to the laundry room and he sets the clothes down. “Plus I want to know how you got my webbing recipe.”

“What makes you think I didn’t steal it?” He kneels down and starts separating the whites and colors. I tilt my head and look at him with a smile knowing he’d never steal. He notices my look and chuckles. “Ok fine I might’ve…borrowed a small container of your webs and worked off of that. But I swear I returned it before you could notice. I wanted it to be a surprise.”

My heart warms at his words, it was rare I got surprises especially as nice as this. “You still could’ve asked.” I mumble and look down now feeling shy.

He stands up full and wraps an arm around my shoulders. “Noted.” He spoke softly and kissed my cheek. “Did you still want to help me?” He asks once he pulls away.

I look up and nod with a smile. “Of course.” With that we both start working on the laundry for the next hour.

#clint barton #clint barton x reader #hawkeye x reader #the avengers #clint barton fluff #hawkeye #aa clint barton #avengers assemble cartoon

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missacidburn928 · 10 months ago

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It's Tasty Tuesday!

A weekly sample of what I have to offer. Be it a WIP or a completed fic, I'm here to give you a taste.

Well enough to wet your appetite at least...

Hors d'oeuvres for the week of Sept 2nd 😈

That First Night: POC!Reader x Nomad!Steve Rogers

Why You Calling Me Tonight (Part I): Ex!August Walker x POC!Reader Walter Marshall x POC!Reader

It's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way, you're happy without me… (CH 2): Hunterverse AU, Sy, Walter, Curtis (Lumberjack & the 2 bears) x POC Reader "Havoc/TG" Ex Dean x Reader

Intoxicating. That's What You Are (Affinity Series): Alpha!Bucky x Sweet Little Omega!POC!Reader

Grand Theft Autumn (WIP): Ex! Ransom Drysdale x POC!Reader College!Eddie x POC!Reader

As all of my samples are 18+ material they can be fun under the cut. MDNI

Happy Feasting Heathens

"But there's people here all around us", he mumbles into my neck. With a light chuckle and a mischievous look in my eye, I tell him, "I know. That's the fun part. How long do you think you can last before you either A. Cum in your pants and all over my hand, B. Drag me to the first open room or bathroom you find or C. Want to leave so we can continue this at your place?"

"Challenge accepted baby". With a chaste kiss to my lips he places his hand on my hip and guides me to the wall until my back is pinned against it. His large frame pretty much hiding me from sight. I waste no time, running my hand over the ever growing tent in the front of his pants. He lets out a low groan. "Tsk, tsk there Captain. You better keep it quiet and look like we're just talking. Wouldn't want to get too much attention now would we?"

Right as I finish my question I slip my hand into his pants and wrap my fingers around his stiff length. I slowly start to play with his foreskin and begin to move my hand up and down his long, velvety soft shaft. Making sure to sweep my palm across the head every few strokes to gather up the precum leaking from the tip.

As I increase my speed, I begin to talk to him. "So, seen any good movies lately?" I giggle as he looks me in the eyes with a strained face and clenched jaw. Clearly trying desperately to stay quiet. I tighten my grip and he presses his pelvis into me. Pinning me harder against the wall, stopping my hand from moving any further.

"Ready to cum already? That was quick." He smiles, "More like, turnabout is fair play darlin."

Before I can even fully register what is happening his hand is down the front of my pants. His middle finger making small circles against my sensitive clit. I bite down on my bottom lip to keep from moaning. "Someone's playing dirty. This was supposed to be about you Steve."

To which he replies, "I just had to see you squirm for me". He sinks his middle finger in my dripping pussy, curves it and lightly strokes against my g-spot. "Now who's ready to take it someplace else?", he whispers against my ear and then pulls his hand out of my pants. Licking his finger clean, "Mmmm even sweeter than I imagined".

"If you want an even better taste we're certainly gonna have to find some place a little more private", I respond in a lust filled voice, pulling my hand out of his pants after one more slow and teasing stroke. He grabs my hand and heads down the hallway. Pushing his way through the line of people waiting for the bathroom. As we are about to pass the bathroom the door opens and he rushes us inside before the next person in line can even realize what is happening and locks the door.

He grabs me by the hips and lifts me up and onto the counter, not wasting any time. "I wanted to take it slow with you. Take you out first, but you've got me so worked up that I have to have you right now." He kisses me hard. Our tongues dancing a tango together as I wrap my legs around his waist and grind against the steel rod that's just begging to be released from the confines of his jeans. I moan into his mouth as I grab his hair, trying to get as close to him as possible.

We both come up for air, panting as we try to get our lungs to settle back down. "These leggings have got to go. Hold on to the counter and lift your ass up for me." I do as I'm told and he practically rips the pants, panties included, off of me.

He sinks down to his knees so that his face and my pussy are level with each other. He looks up at me with lust filled, hooded eyes and licks his lips. "What was that you were saying about a better taste?" Before I can even get a word out in response he licks a stripe up my folds to my swollen clit. Moaning into me, delighted with the sweetness flowing onto his tongue.

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“Still in touch with Lloyd I see.” I calmly state. “How’s Alice?”

“Wouldn’t know. I’ve been on a special assignment.”

“Hm. How convenient.” I hum.

At this point Walter takes the phone from my hand, putting it on speaker and setting it on the arm of the couch.

“Such sass. I wasn't expecting that. You were always such a good girl for me. Happy to take whatever I gave you.” August taunts.

Walter slowly begins to peel my leggings, and panties down my legs. He then proceeds to maneuver my body so that I am on all fours, facing my phone on the arm of the couch. He leaves a trail of soft kisses along my inner thighs. Blowing on my hot weeping slit before teasing my clit with his tongue.

I try to hold in my moans, but my strained voice, accompanied by Walters growls as he devours my pussy from behind, has August hanging up, and switching to a video call.

“Go head baby, answer it,” Walt commands. He places a pillow under my hips to raise them higher. So that I can remain comfortable while he fucks me stupid.

I prop the phone up, clicking accept on the call, and Augusts’ chiseled, mustache sporting face appears on the screen. Just as he opens his mouth to speak, Walter slides himself inside of me. I close my eyes, moaning out, as I enjoy the stretch his girth always provides on that first thrust.

“What the fuck is this?!” August growls, “I knew something was going on, but did you really answer my video call with another man inside you?”

I can’t seem to formulate any words, as Walter gets to work destroying my perfect little pussy. But that’s okay, he is in full control, and has no problem speaking. “She sure as fuck did. You must be, August. The asshole who fucked up and let this little vixen get away. I should really thank you for that.” He thrusts in nice, and deep, making me cry out once again.

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As you all come down from your highs and the men extract themselves with care from inside you, Curtis makes his way into he shower and over to your lax body. Ignoring his raging hard on, he scoops you up, kisses your forehead and proceeds to take you to the unoccupied side of the shower. He sets you down and begins to clean you up, taking extra care to gently cleanse your oversensitive skin. For such a rough and hardened man, he always seems to handle you with such tender care.

He leans you against the wall, holding you up with one hand as he quickly cleans away the day from his skin, with the other. Sy and Walter, having gotten their bearings back, go through the motions of cleaning themselves up as well. Now clean and satiated, Curtis picks you back up and carries you to your massive bed. His hard dick rubbing against your hip, pinned against his stomach as he makes his way. There is no way you're about to leave him to handle getting rid of it himself.

He places you in the center of the bed and turns to lay down to the right of you. As soon as he makes himself comfortable, you swing a leg over his thighs and pull yourself up to sit on his hips. He looks up at you with an arched brow. “Can I help you with something Dew drop?”

“Mmhmm”. You slowly lift your hips, notching your slick core over his leaking head and inch yourself down his massive girth, giving a little swivel of your hips as they touch his pelvis. “Fuck sweetheart, you feel so good wrapped around me, two cocks weren't enough for you tonight huh?”

You shake your head “Never enough. Couldn't leave my lumberjack unsatisfied now could I? Need to be full of all of you to be able to sleep peacefully.”

You ride him nice and slow, taking your time to bring you both up before you crash back down to the surface. He watches on with glazed over eyes full of lust and adoration. His roaming hands find they're a way to your collarbone, where calloused fingers gently wrap around the base of your throat. Pulling you down to his prone frame, he wraps a strong arm around your waist, holding you close as he takes control. Pistoning his hips, whispering filthy words laced with sweetness, until your velvety walls clamp around him in surrender and he coats them in his seed.

Body worn out and muscles relaxed, you lazily kiss as Sy and Walter, fresh from the shower, join you in bed. You lay your head on Curtis’ chest and melt into him, warming his cock as several sets of fingers dance along your spine, lulling you to sleep along with the steady thrum of the heartbeat beneath your ear.

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You let out a sigh of contentment and look up at him. “You know I love all the pieces of you right? Even the feral ones. I quite like those parts actually.” You bite your lip thinking about how he absolutely destroys you when he’s in rut and you can't wait. “With that said, I’ll happily take your sweetness this morning. Just so long as I can make it to work on time.” You run your hands through the hairs on his nape, inciting a soft purr to emanate from his chest.

“As much as I want to throw you back into bed and just take my time worshiping every inch of your delectable body; I know how much your work means to you. So that will have to wait until tonight. For now, I think I can settle for a taste before we both have to head back out into the world. What do you say, Doll? Can I feast upon the sweet honey that weeps from between your thighs? I’ll make it quick I promise. Just a taste and then I’ll help you finish getting ready for the day.” His hands have slipped under your shirt and are rubbing small circles into your back.

“When you ask so sweetly, how could I possibly say no.”

A grins splits across his face and before you know it your back hits the mattress of your king sized bed and Bucky is pushing your legs apart resting your knees on his broad shoulders. He kisses your thighs. “This is the only place I wanted to be for the last 48 hours. Couldn't stop thinking about all the little noises you make for me when I eat you out. How you squirm when I hit the right spot with my tongue. Fuck . Just look at you Omega, so wet for me you're dripping onto the sheets already.” He swipes his tongue up along your folds from entrance to clit, eliciting a moan from you. You’re always super sensitive in the morning and you haven't even touched yourself in the two weeks he's been gone. So just that little movement is almost too much already.

He wasn't kidding when he said he’d make it quick. He wasted no time thrusting his tongue inside you. The thick muscle massaging your silken walls, giving them something to clamp on to. “ Fuck, Alpha. That feels so good.” Your hands are anchored in his hair, just enjoying the ride on his tongue he is giving you. When he swirls his tongue, pulls it out and then moves it to lightly draw figure eight patterns on your clit you lose it. A rainbow of stars detonate behind your eyes and your hearing goes fuzzy as the orgam slams into you. Gripping onto his locks tighter as you writhe beneath him, back arching off the mattress before you go limp, laying in a state of bonelessness.

As the sounds of your apartment start to come back to you, you blink open your eyes and peer down at Bucky. His chin is glistening wet. A saccharine smile gracing his handsome face. Adoration shining in is icy blues. “There she is. Welcome back Omega.” He laughs. “Had me worried for a minute there. Thought I might have made ya pass out. Looks like it was just one hell of an orgasm.”

A sweet smile adorns your blissed out face. “One hell of an orgasm indeed.” You look over to the clock on the nightstand. “Looks like we still have a bit of time before the water runs cold in my shower and I certainly owe you after that performance. How about a little oral reciprocation in the shower, Alpha? Get dirty while we get clean.”

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This is a WIP set to release in the future...

“Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me.” I speak into the room. “Please don’t let me interrupt.”

“Babe-” He tries to speak.

“You no longer get to call me that. We’re done Ransom. If I never have to see your face again it will be a blessing. I hope it was worth it.”

I turn on my heel and head downstairs back to the party with my head held high. I could leave, run out with tears streaming down my eyes. But then I’d miss Eddie performing and I never miss a performance if I can help it. Plus I look hot as fuck in my costume.

I find Steve and Robin in the exact place I left them.

“Did you find him?” Steve asks.

“Yeah, with his dick down some chicks throat. We’re done. I don’t want to talk about it right now. I don’t even want to get shit faced about it. I just want to watch Eddie perform and dance my ass off. That good with you guys?”

“Whatever you need hun.” Robin assures me.

“I’ll make sure the boys run interference so you dont have to run into fuck face the rest of the night.”

“How sweet of you Steve, thanks.”

“Oh look, the bands all set up. Lets go grab a good spot up front.” Robin grabs my hand and pulls me to the makeshift stage.

They play Grand Theft Autumn.Eddie basically sings it straight to me not knowing how truly those words are hitting me. I am reminded of the boy I had a crush on in the beginning of our friendship. A crush I thought I had gotten over ages ago. Guess I was wrong. Could now be the time to explore that what if?

“Hey Robin?”

“Yeah”

“Has Eddie always looked at me like that?”

“What? Like a lovesick puppy? Yeah actually.”

“Perfect.”

#poc reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers smut #captain syverson x reader #walter marshall x reader #curtis everett x reader #curtis everett smut #dean winchester x reader #alpha bucky #alpha bucky x omega reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson

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spocks-longterm-boyfriend · 1 year ago

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Bigger Fish to Fry

This is my first time writing fic ever! Inspired by a post by @spirtkrek linked here where she headcannoned spock as having a little glowing minnow that he's obsessed with. I sat down and listened to there's something going on by frida and this is what happened! Thanks!

The ship thrummed comfortingly beneath his feet as Kirk hurried through the hall towards the officer’s quarters. He assured himself that he was in fact moving at an entirely normal pace, just with purpose, and due purpose at that. Kirk had, to no avail, been seeking out Spock since the end of Alpha shift, which had now ended a standard hour prior. After not having located him in the labs or the officer’s mess that his first officer most often frequented after a typical alpha shift, Kirk had messaged Spock to ask of his plans for the evening and been met with no response. While Kirk would normally just have been disappointed that the Vulcan had departed so quickly after shift, when they often left in a natural tandem, at the present he found himself genuinely concerned at his first officer’s rate of exit. Spock had left in a hurry, after a relatively-trouble free shift, and Kirk felt it would be remiss of him not to see what might have disturbed his typically level mannerisms– even if Uhura had wrongfully chided him for being lovesick and overprotective as he caught her to ask after Spock on the way to the mess.

As he moved along his ship’s corridors, Kirk found himself mentally searching for an answer to Spock’s rapid departure from the bridge. Kirk felt that in the past year and a half of their working together Spock and himself had developed a strong working relationship and even a tentative friendship. Although, its tentative nature came more so from Kirk’s apprehension to breach what he perceived as Spock’s level of comfort with him than any reservation of his own. He knew that Spock was more reserved than himself in regard to defining his relations, and while they found themselves together often in their off hours, and Kirk trusted him more than just about anyone other than Bones, he hesitated to label himself as Spock’s friend. Nevertheless, he felt confident that Spock would have responded to Kirk’s inquiry at his status for the evening if something were not occupying his attention, and paired with his quick exit from the bridge, Kirk found himself concerned.

Kirk rounded the last corner on the way to his and Spock’s neighboring quarters and directed himself to Spock’s door, pressing the door chime quickly and moving to straighten his command golds. If Spock were truly in distress, it wouldn’t serve either of them for Kirk to be a mess at his door. It also gave him something to do with his hands as he awaited an answer. After a moment, the door opened, revealing a seemingly undisturbed Spock, save for a nearly undetectable look of surprise somewhere between his angled brows.

“Captain? I find myself surprised at your arrival. Have we received further orders from the admiralty regarding Draylon II?” Spock inquired, seeming to bring even further severity to the angle of his posture and to begin mental preparation for another night of meeting unforeseen challenges in their journey through the stars. Kirk admired the way in which Spock dedicated himself so wholly to their crew, it often felt as though he was the only first officer in the ‘Fleet who could love and serve the Enterprise and her crew as much and as entirely as Kirk did, but in this moment, Kirk felt sorry for the almost imperceptible softness he had just scared away from Spock’s frame. It was not often that Spock let himself fully relax, and it had taken months for Kirk to see that slight relaxation in his shoulders during their more-than-weekly chess matches or time spent off shift alongside the bridge crew.

“No, no, Mr. Spock, my apologies. I’m not here on ship business– although I appreciate the reminder that I need to bother Komack about what is keeping the admiralty from giving us orders with the trade conference so rapidly approaching. Would you mind looking into any addresses made by Draylon II’s planetary leaders at the start of next Alpha shift? I’m going to see if I can draw any conclusions from intra-fleet communication,” Kirk responded, furrowing his expression, before remembering what had brought him to Spock’s door in the first place. “Anyways, Mr. Spock. I came because you left the bridge in a hurry today and I was worried that something might have caused you concern on shift– or otherwise,” Kirk inquired, quickly saving himself from seeming to concerned by joking, “Can’t have the best command team in the fleet working at anything less than our best, now can we?” Kirk shuffled slightly as he recovered, realizing with embarrassment how disproportionate his concern was beginning to seem to the situation at hand.

“Apologies are illogical, Captain. To your first point, I will search for any pertinent communications at the start of the next Alpha shift, in addition to contacting my father regarding the approaching conference. It is possible that in his role as Ambassador he has come across more information in discussion with other officials than we will find through more traditional research avenues. To your second point, I did not intend to cause concern with my exit from the bridge following Alpha shift. I was preoccupied by a development in a recent experiment and departed with greater speed than usual, so as to not miss any further development,” Spock finished, bringing a tinge of guilt to Kirk’s mind.

“Ah, very appropriate of you, Mr. Spock. As illogical as it may be, I apologize for interrupting any study you may have been making and I will leave you to it,” Kirk remarked, bracing himself for an awkward walk back towards the officer’s mess and recreation halls, where he was sure Uhura would be ready to make fun of him for his unnecessary worry-warting.

“Captain–” Spock began, raising his immaculate brows ever so slightly and bringing a pause to Kirk initiating his walk of shame. “If you have a moment, I would be available to share with you its preliminary findings.”

“Of course, Mr. Spock.” Kirk answered, confused at the apprehension that seemed to cross Spock’s face at his own offer and following the man into his quarters. As he followed Spock inside, Kirk braced himself for the familiarly comforting wall of heat. In recent weeks, he found himself offering just as often to come to Spock’s quarters for their chess matches as he volunteered to host them in his own, knowing that the heat must bring Spock considerable comfort in comparison to the comparable cold of the rest of the Enterprise. Kirk also couldn’t deny his own appreciation of the Vulcan’s quarters– they were warm in a way that he could only ever find comforting, but also tinged with a spicy aroma that was distinct to Spock, and covered in so much of Spock’s taste in interior design and personality that it felt remarkable to be allowed inside. He couldn’t think of an event in their budding friendship that had felt as vulnerable as when Spock first invited Kirk to meet in his quarters after a shift, knowing that the man kept the space primarily for his own solitary study and meditation. In all honesty, today felt no different than that first time, as Kirk found himself warmed that Spock wanted to share his findings with him, in his role as Captain or not.

As they reached a stop in Spock’s quarters, Kirk found himself brought before a moderately-sized, boxy glass structure filled with water and a number of brightly colored plants, drawn away from the beauty of the display by a tension in Spock’s frame. Upon further examination, Kirk believed the Vulcan to be distressed, but could only see a light akin to joy in his eyes.

“Dr. Tesfaye of the exobiology department was able to secure approval from the admiralty for… private study– of some of the lifeforms from Cambrius VI,” Spock explained with a tone Kirk might characterize as hesitant glee, if Spock were any more expressive in his tone.

“Wait a minute, are these the pets the Admiralty had me sign off on? Those bioluminescent minnows from that gorgeous ocean on Cambrius VI a couple of months back? The report said that they were found to be largely harmless and well-suited to solitary lives, when provided with regular periods of both light and darkness, because of the pattern of light refraction that affects the oceans of the planet, what with its angled revolution around its star. This is what you were so hurried to check in on after the shift today?” Kirk questioned, jovially.

“Yes, Captain,” Spock answered hesitantly, with a tension Kirk might choose to identify as bashfulness on any other, non-Vulcan, member of his crew. After a short, well-meaning laugh, Kirk set to put his first officer at ease, completely taken by this new side of Spock. The captain began to ask Spock about his study of the minnow, paying even more attention to the minute expressions on the Vulcan’s face than the information he rapidly relayed between questions. If Spock were more prone to emotional intonation, Kirk might label his speech a gleeful infodump, but out of respect for his first officer’s sensibility, he cataloged it in his brain as a key study in a new lifeform taking up residency on their ship.

After a time, Kirk paused the taller man to ask a question that he could not will from his brain without an answer, “Mr. Spock, thank you so much for sharing with me your study of a lifeform I was previously hesitant to approve for long-term residency on our ship and for sharing your detailed study with me, but I find myself with one important question left unanswered.”

“Yes, Captain?” Spock inquired, with a slight raise of his brow, seeming to take notice of the way in which Kirk had paused the Vulcan’s stream of information-sharing for this inquiry in particular, unlike with his other questions.

“What is your little friend’s name, Mr. Spock?” Kirk teased, delighting in the playful exasperation he found on Mr. Spock’s face, rather than the confusion or irritation that he might usually find at both his playful teasing and his assumption of a friendship between Spock and his ‘subject of study’. When had they reached this point of comfort with one another? Had Kirk been wrong to believe their friendship was only tentative? After all, only he had found concern in Spock’s behavior following the Alpha shift, and only he had been invited into Spock’s quarters to see Spock’s ‘subject of study’.

“Aristotle, Captain.” Spock responded, softly. Kirk was struck by what a feeling of trust emanated from such a simple response.

“Because of his study of bioluminescence in early terran history?” Spock gave a brief nod. “That’s a lovely choice, Mr. Spock. Thank you for sharing with me.”

“Yes, Captain,” Spock seemed to hesitate, bringing Kirk’s attention to the close stance they had accidentally assumed while leaning in beside one another to peer at little Aristotle. “I will update you on any relevant information I glean from my study of this species.” Spock finished, seeming to regain a sense of Vulcan propriety following such a period of relative excitement.

Kirk smiled softly, taking only a small step back from his First Officer, “I would appreciate that greatly, Mr. Spock. I will appreciate anything you choose to share with me about little Ari here.” Kirk recognized the natural conclusion of their meeting and his own hunger after having missed his usual period in the mess halls following his shift. “I’m afraid I must leave you to your study, as…” Kirk paused to think of a sufficient excuse, “some of my… duties after our shift today kept me from my usual dining period following our shift.”

Spock tilted his head down briefly in a nod and began to walk Kirk back towards his quarters’ exit. Pausing briefly as he went to open the door, Spock turned to the captain, “Sir?”

“Yes, Mr. Spock?”

“I would be gratified if you were to join me in my quarters following Alpha shift tomorrow. I believe that some… geologic materials I procured for Aristotle’s tank will be arriving and I plan to set them up for further study. Your company would be appreciated.”

Kirk couldn’t help the sunshine grin that overtook his face if he tried. “Of course, Mr. Spock. I would be happy to. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Leaving, Kirk felt all final tension from his earlier search exit his body. However, by his third turn on the way to the officer’s mess a new anxiety was rapidly creeping in. With Spock’s extensive knowledge of the last decade in marine exobiology findings and immense care for such a small creature, Kirk had reached his own terrifying conclusion: Spock was undeniably adorable, and Kirk now had less than a day to process that fact. Otherwise, his newly-discovered– although maybe not entirely new (that was a concern to process later)– taste for his first officer’s exobiology ramblings was going to cause him significant trouble the following evening. Uhura may have been more right than he was ready to admit.

#my favorite spirk trope? fact? is that kirk can read him better than anyone #I love the idea of them being so in love with each other so visibly before either of them have caught on #I think that theyre just two nerdy boys in love and that means that kirk is invested in spocks fish tank #spirk #k/s #pre relationship #the premise #star trek #this is very tos i think but im imagining either #tos star trek #aos star trek #spock #s'chn t'gai spock #james t kirk #jim kirk #kirk #enterprise shenanigans #my writing #spocks bf is boldly going

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