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"HUNT AND PECK"

Hunter x Reader Supporting Character Smutty One Shot

(With comedy mixed in)

(Credit for Pinterest photo: mishusheadache)

FIRST IN THE SERIES: "TALES FROM THE GUMMI"

(Divider credit: @cafekitsune and @4gelic-wh1spers)

BACKGROUND: Hunter converses with his anatomy. We get to be in BOTH heads at once!

WORD COUNT: 1.3K

WARNING: Swearing, references to sexual organs, sexual sounds, reference to the sexual act, mentions of body fluids, angst, sexual pining, dirty humor, wing men, unspoken consent to the sexual act.

Inspired by a post about Hunter typing "Hunt and Peck" style by" @im-no-jedi

Link:

https://www.tumblr.com/skellymom/743260093984997376/this-also-speaks-to-how-none-of-the-batch-have

AND

This silly movie scene from the 1980's flick "Real Genius"

The Batch finished up their latest mission, picking up a new passenger along the way. Y/N was a Force sensitive hitching a ride to a planet they would be passing on the way to Kamino. She would only be staying a few standard days on the Marauder, and the crew made sure she had a comfortable stay. 

Within two days Hunter was smitten. He usually kept himself from developing any attachments to nat borns. But...well, this one was different...and difficult to ignore. Of course, he still engaged with her politely. Being a Sergeant and host on this transport, he kept some distance. 

Y/N was attractive. Not conventionally, as he wouldn’t consider himself attracted to just ANY pretty face. But she had that...thing. An essence? Something that just took him out at the knees. It was elusive... 

...and she smelled SO GOOD. Hell, even when she was sweaty, dirty, just got woke up in the morning...heady scent of her body odor with the slightest tang of her sex... 

Hunter shifted in the pilot’s seat. His armor codpiece felt tight. Dammit, he NEEDED to stop getting distracted. He was supposed to be sitting watch on the ship. 

Technically Echo was to stand this shift. However, he was under the weather and now lying down like the rest of his brothers. 

Hunter could hear Crosshair breathing, Echo’s ticking mechanical heart, and smell Tech’s drool...as he slept face down with mouth open. Wreckers' snores were like a power tool, until his sleep apnea kicked in. Hunter would count the seconds unconsciously holding his own breath too...until Wrecker finally inhaled. 

Hunter inhaled deeply just thinking about it... 

...until Y/N sighed in her sleep. The sound brought his attention back to the heat and tightness in his groin. 

Cut it out Peck! Hunter internally warned his cock. 

Yes, Hunter nicknamed his pecker. And he admitted it to NO ONE! Although, he came close one time when Echo confidentially revealed to Hunter that he named his scomp. 

Oh Broody...you’re such a tight ass PRUDE! 

Hunter shot up from the chair looking around the cockpit. He SWORE he heard a whisper so close...unsure if it was outside or INSIDE HIS HEAD!!!  

KRIFF, I’m hearing things. Although, it was his THIRD consecutive day of chronic insomnia. Was he hallucinating? 

Listening again, Hunter could perceive everyone was asleep and accounted for. He sat back down. 

Broody...it’s me! Peck!!! In a strangely soft but high-pitched voice. 

Then the voice started clucking. 

Hunter spun around in the chair. He felt for CERTAIN there were NO CHICKENS on the Marauder. Shit...he REALLY needed to start taking that nasty tasting sleep medication Tech concocted.  

Finally lost my mind...was bound to eventually happen. Lack of sleep, having to look after his bonehead brothers, save Echo, and... sitting here alone in the starlit darkness. Running his hand down his face and resigned himself to having an internal discussion with his own cock. What would it hurt? Besides everyone was asleep. Let’s just go with it and see... 

Peck? Hunter called out with his mind. 

Yeah Broody? 

I’m NOT a prude. Just polite. 

Y/N is a grown ass woman, Hunter. You CAN talk to her. 

What would I say? 

She needs MORE than those furtive glances and puppy dog eyes. Show her the WOLF you are, Hunter. 

She’s our guest NOT a sex object! 

Oh...so she’s NEVER had an impure thought about YOU? 

A very feminine moan and a sigh wafted from the pallet Y/N was sleeping on the bunk room floor. She must have been having a hell of a dream...as Hunter could smell her wet arousal. 

Hunter’s cock was now becoming painful with an intense pressure against his codpiece. 

Clucking...C’mon ole boy. Would you deny yourself the opportunity of a grown woman’s consent? 

You DON’T KNOW if she even thinks about me THAT WAY! 

Oh YES I DO! 

Hunter ripped the codpiece off and threw it behind him. His girthy engorged cock staining through his blacks...and leaving a wet spot. 

Ohh...THANK FORCE you let me out! Suffocating in there!!! Clucking... 

SHUT UP! Hunter pushed his pecker down between his legs, then crossed them tightly. 

Mmhmm, hmm, mhm mmm... Muffled speech. Clucking intensified. 

DANK FERRICK! She did look at him a lot and smiled. He could sense her body reacting to him MUCH differently than his brothers. The thrumming of her presence on his senses. Something he guessed was her Force sensitivity. It would tickle his nerve endings and make him shiver...in a VERY good way. Was Y/N flirting with the Force? Hunter wasn’t exactly sure. 

But he didn’t want to take advantage and come off as a creep. 

Hunter was so caught up in his head he barely registered a rustling... 

...and swung the chair around to face... 

...Y/N standing there, blanket wrapped around her shoulders, eyes hooded in desire. 

Hunter sprang up out of the chair and his cock sprang up from between his legs. His expression was of dumb embarrassment due to all the blood rushing away from his brain. 

Her gaze lingered on his cock. Then she stared him straight in the eyes... 

...and dropped her blanket. She was buck naked. 

Hunter’s jaw dropped. Y/N giggled seductively, strolled over to Hunter and pressed everything she had up against him. 

He almost died of heart failure but managed to gently slide both hands up her back in a tender caress. 

“Are you sure???” 

“Yes, Hunter...PLEASE EAT me and FUCK me!” With that she grabbed two handfuls of his luxurious hair and devoured his mouth. 

Hunter, ever the gentleman who could follow directions to the letter, obliged her. 

“Permission to FINALLY stop drooling upon the sheets? Feel like I’m still on Kamino...” Tech whispered. 

Quiet moaning from the cockpit area. 

Echo whispered back on the comm channel ��Everyone, the coast is clear. Target engaged.” 

Everyone received the order via earpiece. They could now relax and drop the ruse of being asleep. 

Tech sighed, “Now I can FINALLY get in the refresher. He was spending an abnormal amount of time in there lately...”   

“Look who's talking, Mr Clean. Wrecker piped up. “Shiniest dick in the galaxy.” 

“At least Hunter cleans the cum off the shower walls.” Tech shot Wrecker a baleful stare 

“Ey, can’t help I got a big dick.” Wrecker smiled like a shithead, nodding at Tech’s crotch. “Can’t help making a BIG splash...and miss some at times.” 

“ARE YOU IMPLYING MY REPRODUCTIVE ORGAN IS LESS THAN SUFFICIENT SIZE???” 

Echo interrupted on comm, “Will the two of you QUIET THE FUCK DOWN! Our target will disengage...and Y/N will not acquire the asset!” 

Wrecker giggled, “Oh, she’s definitely acquiring that ASS-ET!” Getting louder again. 

Echo and Tech shushed him again. 

Clucking continued over the coms... 

Echo slid to the edge of his bunk and looked up. Crosshair lay on the top bunk, pillow pressed savagely over his face. He was shaking and clucking like a deranged farm fowl. 

“If I had known you’d carry on so much, would have been the voice myself. Plus, you SERIOUSLY veered off script!” Echo sneered. Wondering if he was the only one on this ship, save their guest, to have at least one brain cell. 

His musing was interrupted by much louder moans, sexual swears, and the wet slapping of flesh. 

“Engage ear protection. Sound cancelling level 10. NO eavesdropping, men. We may be feral and efficient commandos, but we STILL have some semblance of morals!” 

The clucking turned to coughing. “That’s what YOU think!” Crosshair finally got a hold of himself. 

Echo rolled his eyes and threw the covers over his head. Thankfully N/A being Force sensitive was able to help them by dampening their ambient noise to Hunter's senses and... 

...OH!  

Echo’s eyes popped open realizing...she ALSO had to give CROSSHAIR access to the mental conversation in Hunter’s head to be as effective a voice as possible! 

And... Crosshair laughed all through it like a fucking MANIAC! 

Echo sighed. That boy ain’t right.... 

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*Bone-us content: This vintage tune from my young adulthood (1990's) popped into my head...and thought I'd share. Hunter diggin' that bad girl and how she smelled.

[veradune]

My 2024 in 10 fairly random photos.

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Please don’t use science to justify s-

Senku x Fem Reader

WARNINGS: : SMUT!!! NSFW!!!!! ITS FILTH!!

W/C: 1631

AGAIN! ITS SMUT!!!!

FIC INCLUDES: hand-job, oral (male-receiving), thigh fucking, edging, swallowing bodily fluids, dacryphilia, overstim?...If I missed anything let me know!

A/n: I havn't written smut in almost a year so sorry if it sucks! This fic is sort of a porn without plot. I originally wanted to have plot but I forgot how hard it is to write smut. 🥲

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If you were being honest, you didn’t think teasing Senku would lead to this. You were only joking that you knew a way to help relieve his stress and fix his mood. Surprised he even agreed to your suggestion. Not that you were complaining. Although your wrist was starting to ache.

“haah…s-stop looking,” Senku whined, turning his head to the side to avoid your gaze. You felt his hips buckle when you squeezed his balls in your hand. You slowed the pace of your other hand and let your spit fall onto his cock. You smirked at his reaction; his face was flushed with sweat pouring down his forehead, his eyes dazed.

“But I love the look on your face.” You teased. Your thumb rubbed the tip of his cock, your fingers gently squeezing the base. You repositioned yourself, dropping onto your knees so that you sat between his thighs and your mouth hovering over his tip. “I wonder what expression you’ll make when I take you into my mouth”

“Heh, guess we will find out.” Senku looked down at you with anticipation. You looked back at him with a large smile on your face. You wrapped your lips around his tip, gently sucking to torture him. “Is that all you can handl- “Senku’s words were cut short when you take him fully into your mouth. You can feel him hitting the back of your throat, your eyes tearing up. You pull back, your drool connecting you both.

“Sorry, what was that?” you ask feigning innocence. You pecked kisses on his cock, each kiss receiving an airy gasp from Senku. You took him back into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks and bobbing your head on his length. Senku moaned at the feeling of your warm tongue running up and down his length, his hips occasionally bucking. Enjoying the sounds of you gagging when the tip of his cock hits the back of your throat. You can feel his hands settle on the top of your head, lightly gripping your hair.

“C-can I?” he asks, almost begging. You hum around his cock, agreeing. The hold on your hair gets tighter. Senku pulls at your hair, pulling you flush to his hips. You grip his thighs while lightly whining at the feeling of his cum running down your throat. When Senku’s grip finally falters, you pull back to catch your breath. Senku slides down next to you, breathing rapidly while he covers his eyes with his forearm.

“I underestimate the science of hormones…”  Senku laughed while falling to his back. “Sucked the stress right out of me”

“Next time I’ll charge you,” you joked.  

“Are you trying to bring back prostitution?” Senku asked, smirking at the idea.

“Depends on the pay…I wonder how much dragos this is worth” you mumbled. Senku laughed at your response. He was finally feeling the lack of sleep catch up to him. His eyes grew heavy, before he let his sleep consume him, he thanked you.

“You know where to find me if you need me.” You said before you left him alone in his hut.

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The very next day you hadn’t seen Senku all day. Not like it mattered to you anyway… It wasn’t until the sun had set and you were prepared to go to bed that Senku arrived at your hut. When you opened the door, you couldn’t help the smirk on your face. You knew exactly why he was here.

“Back so soon?” you teased as you allowed him inside. “Am I that good?”

“Good or bad doesn’t have to do with anything.” Senku explained. He averted his gaze from yours, rubbing his neck as to keep his cool demeanor. Although the light blush on his ears gives him away. “Sexual activity has been proven to help reduce stress and well-being due to the hormones that are re- “

“Please don’t try to use science to justify a blowjob.” you interrupt him, not wanting to hear a long lecture as to why he wants his dick sucked.  

“I’m not.” Senku says with slight annoyance. He has his arms crossed as he finally decides to match your gaze. “But I need you do to it again…”

 “Need or want?” you ask whilst getting closer to him. You tilt your head to the side as you place your palm against his chest. You can feel him stiffen under your touch and yet he doesn’t pull away. Instead, he grips your waist to pull you flush against his chest. He leans down to whisper against your ear, “Need.”

“That’s too bad…My jaw still aches…” you whined.

“Don’t take more than you can handle.” Senku retorts. You feel Senku’s palm rest on your jaw and you lean into his touch. The tips of his fingers tug at your bottom lip, and you comply with his silent demand. You part your lips just enough so that his fingers find the warmth of your mouth. You lightly suck at his fingers. “Your mouth looks fine to me”

With his fingers still in your mouth you mutter, “What if I gave you something better than my mouth?” Your words amuse him. He studies your face looking for any hint as to what your suggesting…

surely you don’t mean…

“And what would that be?”

You don’t answer, instead your hands wander to the strings holding his tunic closed. You untie his tunic and push the tunic of his shoulders. You raise your hand to your mouth and let some of your saliva fall onto your palm. With the same hand you begin to rub his cock.

Senku’s breathing comes to stop at the warmth of your hands stimulating him. He let his head rest between your shoulders, soft moans escaping his lips. He feels his knees buckle every time you slow your pace and squeeze, gasping at your harsh treatment. He can feel it. The same sensation you gave to him when he was deep inside your throat. The throbbing of his cock, the rapid beating of his heart. He was close.

And then he wasn’t. You pulled away. Feeling the loss of your warmth, he pulls away from your neck. You’ve never seen him so needy. You almost felt bad for him. The way his eyes pleaded with yours.

He watches as your hands moved under your dress, noting the removal of your underwear. His gaze doesn’t leave you as you turn around and press your bottom against him. Your forearms find rest against the wall. You position his cock between your thighs. The base of his cock rubbing against your wet folds. Senku places his hands on your waist to steady himself.

“Just the thighs” you mutter. You can feel him hesitate, the tip of his cock barely disappearing before pushing back. At first, he only gave shallow thrusts until he heard you whine. Whining at the feeling of the tip of cock brushing against your clit. Hearing you gave him confidence he needed. He tightened the grip on your waist before his mouth found its home between your neck once again. Senku parts his lips, his tongue swirling the exposed skin on your neck. Your breath hitches at the feeling of Senku gently sucking on your neck.

“Senku...” you moan. He doesn’t pull away, instead he hums against your skin. Littering kisses just as you did to him. He begins to quicken his pace, the slick of your arousal spilling onto his cock made it easier for him to thrust against your thighs. He can feel you trembling against him, almost pulling away.

Not again…

Without a second thought, Senku pushes you both to the ground. You found yourself with your stomach on the ground, your back arched as your moans got louder and more frequent. He has you caged to the ground, one arm over your head and the other slithering under your dress. They travel from your stomach just until they-

Your eyes jolt open at the feeling of his fingers rubbing your clit. “S..Senku” you whine.  You were supposed to be pleasuring him, instead you found yourself at his mercy,

“Don’t like the taste of your own medicine?” Senku teases. He lightly tugs at your clit, alternating from gently squeezing to rubbing. It didn’t take a genius to know you were reaching your end. You were squeezing your thighs far tighter than before. Your hips trembling, and were you crying?

“mhmmm, I-I’m…cum” you stutter. You felt your eyes roll back, your body convulsing as you felt yourself closer to the brink. Your nails scratching the ground, as you felt yourself bucking against Senku. You felt Senkus’ hands find yours, his palm resting on top of yours and squeezing back. You lift your head enough to look back at Senku. He catches your stare and leans towards you. The feeling of his lips against yours was enough to break you. Before you knew it you were squirting. Drenching Senku’s thighs and the floor beneath you.

Senku continues to thrust against your thighs as he feels you cry into his mouth. Feeling you cum against him was enough for him to find his release that you had denied him. With a final thrust, he lays plush against your back as he pumps his cum against your stomach. His cum dripping down below and mixing with your juices. With his last ounce of strength, Senku pulls you up and moves you away from the mess you created together. You lay next to each other, attempting to regain composure. It was quiet except for the sounds of the shallow breathing, both of you trying to catch your breath. Quiet until Senku decided to speak, “I think I’ll be stressed tomorrow as well…”

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A/n: So......how did I do….👁️🫦👁️

Part 2? 🫣

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Summers In Pandora 🌸 Day 5 - Jealousy 

Paring: Neteyam x Fem!Omatikaya!Reader

Summary: Neteyam wants your attention but you’re too busy giving it to someone else

Warnings: MDNI 18+, established relationship, jealous neteyam, rough sex, explicit language, orals (f receiving), p in v, neteyam getting mad he keeps getting interrupted,

Word Count: 2.5k

Index: kelku - house, sevin - pretty

Disclaimer: All my characters are aged-up! If this makes you uncomfortable feel free to scroll and don’t read!

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“Baby come on, just the tip” Neteyam’s hands roamed your body as your stood in front of the mirror of your kelku fixing your top while you get ready for your daily clan duties. Neteyam should always be getting ready but he seems to rather rut against your ass begging to fuck because he woke up with a ranging boner.  

“Nete, we have to leave I’m gonna be late for class.” you loved your job in the clan, it mainly consisted of teaching young healers but you like to help out wherever you can. You and Neteyam have been in a relationship for the pass 3 years, you both just turned 19 so you thought it was bit immature to mate so soon. Even thought you were not opposed to the idea; both your parents told you to wait until you turned 21.  

It has been about a year now you and Neteyam moved in together and it has been wonderful, you never realized before how horny he is until you started living together, not that you’re complaining. He is so active during the day and still he tries to fuck you every chance he gets. “Baby please I won’t take long” his hands squeezed the skin on your waist as he kissed your neck trying to convince you to get naked with him.  

You almost gave in before you head a knock on the wood next to your kelku doorway flap. “y/n are you ready? We're gonna be late” you heard Neteyam hiss at the voice on the other side of the tent. One of your newer students has taken it upon himself to follow you around like a tail. Which often meant he walked you to the healer's hut and back every day.    

Neteyam hated every part of it, why is this boy walking you around like you don’t have a man to do it for you. He doesn’t like it one bit. Neteyam was so tired of him showing up at your shared kelku as if he doesn't know Neteyam also lives there. He let go of you and threw on his towel on hastily around his hips matching towards the entrance flap, neteyam swings it open coming face to face with the man himself. “Why do you keep coming here? Can’t you give her space and wait until she gets to the fucking healers hut then see her? I am very much capable of walking my woman to and from her working station boy.”  

“When she tells me to leave her alone then I will until then you can’t tell me what to do” he sounded like a spoiled child. 

“Boy don’t make me pull rank on you, that is my wife-” 

“Girlfriend, that's your girlfriend. I still have a shot” 

Neteyam was about to knock him on his ass when you ran out of the kelku towards him, “Neteyam no, don’t hurt him he’s harmless” 

“Harmless? You call this harmless? He's basically a stalker.” Neteyam tries to walk around you but you place your hands on his chest, “No no stop baby come on, I have to go I’ll come by and see you a little later, ok? Go get ready for training” every pause in your sentence you kissed his both cheeks so he would calm down. With a sigh you know he was going to let you go.  

Neteyam wrapped his arm around you and kissed you deeply on the lips, he tilted his head sticking his tongue in your mouth as if her was stacking claim in front of the other man, you melt into him so easily, you always loved it when he kissed you, when he did anything to you.  

You pull away from and breath and gave him one last peck before saying goodbye for the day, you send him a sweet smile as you walked away with the boy trailing behind you like a puppy. Neteyam watch you walk your perfect figure away from him, sighing before walking back into the hut to get ready for the day. 

“Seriously you need to stop doing that, I’m not gonna be there to save you one day and Neteyam will knock you on your ass with his little finger.” you express to the boy. His ears pinned back as he nodding to your words, he never intended to make up upset, but seeing you with another man just makes him angry. 

“I’m sorry...” he said in a small voice, “It’s fine but you need to watch your behavior around him, it’s bad enough as it is” you told him as you walk into the healer's hut to start your lesson. After it was over you make your way to the training grounds to see Neteyam. 

When you get there, you watch him spar with another warrior and you say hi to his father and his brother, “Hey Mr. Sully, Lo’ak how’s it going?” they turn towards you and greet your back, “y/n how many times have I told you that you can call me Jake, or dad. You're my daughter in law.” 

“Oh, not yet dad, he has competition now” Lo’ak raised his eyebrows at you making jake raise a questioning eyebrow you. You turn back to look at your future mate sparring with the other warrior, “What did you hear?” you asked Lo’ak. “I hear that Neteyam is deeply frustrated about the puppy dog that follows you around.” his comment made you laugh.  

“Lo’ak please, I don’t want anyone but Neteyam he has no competition.” you turn your head to admire you boyfriend’s godly figure. “Why don’t you just tell him to leave you alone?” Jake asked, “Well dad, I don’t want to hurt his feelings, or make it weird he is one of mt students, I’d hate to have to teach someone who resents me” you sigh and Jake nodded. 

“I mean, I can see where he’s annoyed even now, I hate it when my wife has to associate herself with other men” Jake told you. “Oh, so he got the jealousy from you?” you laugh then Neteyam walked up to you three, “hi baby” he wrapped an arm around your waist to pull you close and kiss you. “Hello bro, we aren’t also standing right here”  

“Shut up Lo’ak, so baby lesson’s over? Wanna go home and have lunch?” he asked you. “Sure, let’s go” you held his hand as he led the way to your shared kelku. He walked in behind you closing the flap and pulling you close to by your waist and kissing you, “Neteyam hm, I thought we were having lunch” you said in between kisses. Neteyam picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his slim waist, “yea baby I’m gonna eat”  

He laid you down on the hammock that sat in your common area, he didn’t want to wait to make it to your bed. Neteyam got down on the floor between your legs and pushed your loincloth up taking in the view of your pussy. You had a blush on your face looking down at him between your legs and without warning he just buried his head into your pussy flicking your clit with his tongue. 

Neteyam slid his tongue up your folds while he ran his hands up your body under your top toying with your nipples. The sensation drives you mad and you throw your head back with a moan of his name, “fuck nete-” he sucked on your clit in the way he knows you like it, “yea sevin, you taste so good” Neteyam laps up all your juices, flicking on your clit you were so close to coming when your kelku flap burst open. 

“Y/n? Are you here? Tsahik said she needs yo-” your puppy dog says as he walks in seeing Neteyam’s head dipped between your thighs. You scramble to pull the throw blanket over your legs and Neteyam’s head hiding him from view. Neteyam slide out from under the blanket menacingly, he turned his head to the boy standing at his kelku entrance. “I’m giving you one second, run away or I will hurt you.”  

Neteyam’s lips glistened with your juices even while he spoke to the boy and sent him running away from your kelku. When neteyam turned back to you, you had the blanket up to your nose and you were crouched up under it looking at Neteyam. He was pissed he had enough if this situation, for weeks you have been saying that puppy dog was harmless but it seems you were wrong. Neteyam had no idea he was so comfortable barging into your kelku. How often does he do that? 

“Baby, was that the first time he came in like that?” you hesitated before shaking your head ‘no’. “He did it before, while you were training, but I promised nothing happened.” Neteyam straighten his back and gritted his teeth, “It doesn’t matter if nothing happened when did he get so fucking comfortable to burst in here like that? And only when I’m not around, I bet he thought I wasn’t here when he did it.” you shrug your shoulders not knowing if talking would make the situation better or worse. Truthfully you didn’t know what brought on his behavior, but you didn’t want Neteyam to get upset so you never told him. “And you didn’t think to tell him to stop coming into your private space?”  

You heard it in his voice, he was pissed about this, he had every reason to be as well, “why didn’t you tell me?”  

“I didn’t want you to get upset”  

“Fuck Y/n did he ever see you in any kind of intimate positions when he bargained in?” his voice was strained but you decided not to lie. “Uhm well, not really, the first time I was making lunch for when you would come home to eat and I wearing that robe you made for me, the silky one. After that he kept coming back every couple days, he never ventured in he stayed by the doorway.”  

Neteyam rubbed his hand over his face, you liked that robe, ever since he made it for you, you loved to wearing it, but you usually did so without any clothes underneath, and Neteyam loved coming home to his naked girlfriend only covered in the thin piece of silk. He thought your nipples looked so cute against the cool fabric, the way they printed out sent him mad. 

It wasn’t your fault, you didn’t know you were accidently flashing the boy, it was his fault so not respecting your space but he’ll teach him a lesson right after he does you. For keep secrets. Neteyam ripped the blanket off your body and stood up tossing it to the side, he took a step back and ordered you, “stand you, strip”  

He watched you get up and strip off your clothes for him. Your hands moved to cross over your chest but he stopped your quickly placing his hands on your wrist and pulling them apart, “no don’t hide these from me.” Neteyam walked up to you and places his hands on your tits playing with them and he brought his mouth to yours kissing you. 

You whimper into his mouth as he kneads the flesh of your tits, he tugs at your nipples making them hard and sensitive. You thought he might take you to the bedroom but instead he picked you up and sat on the hammock seating you in his lap. Neteyam didn’t break the kiss though, his hands move down your body touching everything he can.  

He always was such a passionate lover; always make you feel loved when he touched you. “Neteyam-”  

“Shh baby, I’m tired of being interrupted, I want some time with you, need to show everyone who you really belong too” his lips moved down to your neck sucking on your skin, he leaves deep purple marks and pulls away to admire his work every time before moving on and making another one. He kissed you down sucking on tits flicking his tongue on your nipple.  

You squirm in his lap and thread your hands through his braids keeping him close to you, Neteyam takes one of your hands out of his hair and brings it down to his cock, you didn’t even realize when he took off his loincloth. You gripped his thick cock squeezing it before bringing your other hand down to stroke it with both hands. Neteyam whimpers feeling your soft palm on his cock. 

He moved away from your nipples and back up to kiss your lips twirling his tongue around yours. He pulled away from the kiss but his lips still touched yours as he said, “spit on it”  

You tilt your head down spitting on his cock rubbing your slit over his length. Neteyam lifted your hips up and over his cock lining you up before he slowly lowered you down on his length. Your jaw was slack as you looked down at him but he wasn’t looking at you, he was looking down at his cock disappearing inside your cunt. “Always so tight baby” 

His eyes dart back up to your face when you bottom out and moan, he gives you a minute to adjust before he is lifting your hips up and down on him. Neteyam loved watching you on top, it’s probably one of his favorite positions. He loved watching your tits bounce in his face. Neteyam quicken his pace bouncing you faster on him listening to the way your moans got louder and the way you stuttered out those pretty ahs for him.  

“Listen baby, you listening?” he said as he sets a pace for you. “You. Will. Not. See. Him. Again. Do I make myself clear?” Neteyam said every word each time bouncing you in his cock. You clenched down on him at his words, you always did love it when he got possessive for you. 

“Oh-okk, ok” you chanted. “Let me hear you say it you’re not gonna what?” 

“Not. Gonna. See. Him” you stutter out on his cock. Neteyam smiled at your submissive nature knowing you’d never get like this for anyone but him, “good fucking girl.” Just then he saw a figure outside his doorway flap, someone was peeking through. He recognized the boy immediately and decided to have a little fun with it.  

“Oh Eywa fuck, fuck yea” you moan getting close to your orgasm making Neteyam smile watching you lose yourself on him.  

“Tell me baby, who owns you?” he smiles up at you even though you weren’t really in your right mind. “Yours-you Neteyam!” you screamed his name while cuming hard on his cock gushing your juices on his thighs. “One more time baby say it again who owns you?” he said, his voice was strained he was getting close too. “You Nete- you!” you mewl in overstimulation as he cums deep in you. Your jaw went slack once more as he held you down on him to take him seed, he drops his head on your shoulder kissing your neck as his dick pumps cum inside you. You felt him twitch when he bites down on your neck softly feeling the way you clenched down on him.  

With his tongue on your neck, he looks over your shoulder and saw the boy was gone. He really hopes he got his point across this time as he plays with the end of your tail that’s wrapped around his forearm.

🌸 I hope you all enjoyed reading! I have tons of fun with this one! If you didn’t know before I’m a Neteyam girl at heart!

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[boopiemadz]

wanted to do a quick write about Travis's biceps 💪 (so hot) so here it is. legit got flustered writing the last one 🤭 lmk if u like this.

WARNINGS!

Suggestive themes, Injury

[Four times Travis’s biceps made you lose your train of thought]

---

The hut you and Travis stayed in was originally built for one, you used to share with Mari but ever since your relationship with Travis started to blossom you slowly transitioned into his hut. This wasn't a problem as his hut was already pretty spacious, but there were a few casualties when it came to sharing the hut. 

Last night was… steamy. Let's just say you didn't get much sleep. Travis had gone out to the lake in the morning which left you at the camp. Unfortunately his hut wasn't the most structurally sound, all the… movement last night kinda caused the doorway to come loose. So in the morning after checking on the garden you'd set up you grabbed some sticks and twine to attempt to fix the sagging doorway. 

Standing on your tippy toes holding up the sagging sticks while trying to tie them together with only one hand wasn't working very well, just as you were about to just give up and toss everything to the floor you felt a warm body approach you. 

“Need a little help?” Breathed Travis towering over you. His hair wet as he reached his hand up to hold the askew sticks in place. 

“Oh your back” You smile, “Yeah don't think construction is my strong suit” As you step to the side he gives you a quick peck on the cheek before telling you “Don't worry I got it”

As you stepped back to watch you couldn't take your eyes off him. The way his short sleeve perfectly fell down to display his biceps as he reached up and tied the sticks together. You Can't lie, the way he moved and the way his muscles were perfectly displayed, his wet hair falling into his face and him wiping his hair away from his face oh so perfectly giving you a display of his muscles. 

Little did you know you had been, staring. Staring hard. Once he finished his work you still stood right there, eyes glued to his upper arms almost without blinking. 

“You okay there?” He crosses his arms and giggles 

“Oh yeah..” You snap out of your trace to him approaching you wiping off his dirt covered hands with a cloth. He gives you a smirk and walks up to you tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear and saying “You know, if you ever need me to fix anything again, let me know and I'll give you a seat so you can observe.”

---

The second time you noticed his biceps starting to become a fixation was when he returned from a hunting trip having an injury on his upper arm.

“What happened” You say running up to him and Nat seeing Travis grip his arm like his life depended on it. “He ran into a branch and got a pretty nasty gash on his arm” Nat says, wincing as Travis takes his hand off of the wound. “Oh my gosh Trav, what were you running with your eyes closed?” You say in a serious yet half sarcastic tone.

You sat beside him in the dim light of the hut, your hands working carefully, fingertips grazing over his bicep pressing old cloth onto his wound to stop the bleeding. He barely flinched, just watched you with those dark, unreadable eyes. His arm was warm under your touch, solid and strong even injured, and your hands lingered longer than necessary.

"You're staring," he muttered, voice low and rough."You’re doing that on purpose," Travis said, a half-smirk tugging at his mouth. His voice was low, teasing, but you caught the little edge of breathlessness in it too.

You smiled, pretending innocence. "Doing what?"

You swallowed thickly, finishing the last loop of the bandage. "I'm just making sure it's tight enough," 

"You’re doing that on purpose," Travis said, a half-smirk tugging at his mouth. His voice was low, teasing, but you caught the little edge of breathlessness in it too.

He gave you a look, that classic unimpressed Travis look that only made you want to grin wider.

"If you wanted an excuse to feel me up," he said, voice dropping, "you could've just asked."

You huffed out a laugh, finishing the bandage and patting it, maybe a little too firmly. "Shut up. I’m taking care of you."

"Yeah," he murmured, catching your wrist before you could pull away. His fingers were gentle, his thumb brushing over the inside of your wrist in slow, lazy circles. "You always do."

And just like that, the teasing softened into something deeper. Travis wasn’t always good with words, but he didn’t have to be. You felt everything he meant in the way he looked at you.

You leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to his temple, then another to his cheek. "Always," you whispered back.

He smiled, a real, soft, unguarded smile, and pulled you into his arms, bad bicep and all.

---

The third moment started as a joke.

The group was bored sitting around the fire, throwing rocks at a tin can someone had found, when someone decided they should have an arm-wrestling tournament.You were half-paying attention, curled up against Travis's side, until you heard your name get thrown into the mix.

"I bet Travis lets her win," Van teased, grinning wide. "He’s whipped."

Travis just smirked, cocky and quiet like he always got when he was about to stir up trouble. 

You knew that look. You knew exactly what he was doing. And you were powerless to resist.

Grinning, you pushed yourself up and planted your elbow on the rough wood of the table, palm open. "You’re on, Martinez."

Everyone hooted and hollered, pounding the table as Travis shifted to face you. He grabbed your hand , warm, calloused , and you barely had time to register how smug he looked before he said, just loud enough for only you to hear:

"Try not to get too distracted, babe."

He flexed, just a little, when you tightened your grip ,and holy hell ,his bicep practically bulged under the firelight, cords of muscle shifting beneath tanned skin, the veins along his forearm popping out in a way that made your stomach flip over itself.

You knew he was doing it on purpose. And you hated (loved) how easily it worked.

"Go!" someone shouted.

You tried , really tried , but the second he leaned in, eyebrows raised like he was barely breaking a sweat, your whole body short-circuited.

He was unfair. Unfairly strong, unfairly hot.

In less than ten seconds, he pinned your hand down, grinning lazily the whole time.

The group roared with laughter, but it barely registered , because Travis didn’t let go right away. He kept your fingers tangled with his, tugging you across the table until you were practically nose-to-nose.

"Good effort," he murmured, voice rough and so smug.

You narrowed your eyes, but the stupid smile tugging at your mouth gave you away. "You’re such a show-off."

"Only for you," he said, brushing his nose against yours, his biceps flexing again as he pulled you fully into his lap, firelight catching the proud glint in his eyes.

---

It had been weeks of Travis shamelessly flexing, teasing you, and generally acting like the most irritating, and the most beautiful, human being on the planet.

You thought you were doing a good job pretending to be unaffected. You thought you were being subtle.

Until the final straw.

It was late, the fire crackled low, most of the others either asleep or pretending not to listen. You and Travis were tucked in your hut, close enough that you could feel the heat from his body.

Travis, of course, took full advantage of the moment. He stretched out, arms above his head, his biceps flexing effortlessly. His stupid, perfect muscles shifted under tanned skin, and you tried to ignore it. You tried to keep your eyes focused on the fire, but you couldn’t help it.

For half a second, just half a second, your eyes drifted to his arm. You didn’t even mean to. It just... happened.

And of course, he caught you.

Travis grinned like a cat who’d just gotten the cream, leaning over to nudge you with his shoulder. "You know," he murmured, voice low and teasing, "it’s okay to admit you’re obsessed with me."

You groaned, trying to brush him off, but he wasn’t having it. He caught your hand midair when you shoved him lightly, holding it firmly in his. His laughter rumbled in his chest, and you couldn’t help but notice how his arm felt under your hand.

"You know," he went on, completely unbothered, "some people like puppies. Some people like sunsets. You? You just happen to be in love with these bad boys." He flexed his bicep, just enough to make it impossible for you to ignore.

Your resolve cracked, and you let out a laugh, not a cute little chuckle, but a full-on, unabashed laugh that had you leaning your head against his shoulder in defeat. You were so caught.

"I hate you," you muttered into his chest, trying to hide your smile.

He laughed even harder, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, his arm slipping around you to pull you even closer. "No you don’t," he said, voice thick with affection. "You love me."

You sighed dramatically, snuggling into his side because, well, he was right.

But then, and this was your fault, your hand snuck up, just a little, and rested on his bicep again, absentmindedly squeezing it.

Travis immediately shot you a smirk, his eyes lighting up with mischief. "Oh, now you’re just making it too easy."

Before you could even react, he launched himself at you, his hands going straight for your sides, tickling you mercilessly. You gasped, wriggling in his grip, trying to push him away, but he was relentless, his laughter echoing in the small space.

"Travis, no! Stop!" you squealed between giggles, but it only made him laugh harder.

"You think you can just squeeze my biceps like that and get away with it?" he teased, pinning your wrists to the ground with one hand, his other fingers digging into your sides.

Your body jerked from the tickling, and you barely had a chance to catch your breath before you managed to twist and plant a playful bite on his arm.

He froze. "Did you just bite me?"

You grinned, still out of breath from the laughter. "Maybe."

"That’s it."

With a triumphant laugh, Travis pinned you even harder, his face hovering above yours. His eyes were sparkling with a mix of playful mischief and something a little deeper. "You’re asking for it now."

You both burst into laughter again, too tangled in each other to do anything but laugh and tease and enjoy the moment, and, just maybe, admit, you were already way past the point of no return.

———-

idea/inspo from - @s0u1-su3k3r

hope u enjoy!

[navybrat817]

Anything special for Bucky's birthday?

Something small, nonnie.

For Years or for Hours

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: Bucky is the love of your life and deserves to have a peaceful birthday.

Word Count: Almost 1.2k

Warnings: Established relationship, fluff, implied explicit sexual content, being in love, slight feels (it's me, okay?), Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?).

A/N: I wanted to do something more, but today got away from me. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

The sun had just risen outside of Bucky’s hut in Wakanda, the rays peeking in and beckoning you to wake up and venture out into the world. You weren't ready to rise and meet the day quite yet. Not when Bucky was beside you, holding you in his sleep like you he’d lose you if he loosened his grip. You wouldn't dare disturb his slumber. Not when he more than anyone deserved to rest peacefully.

So you decided to count the freckles on his nose.

“My beautiful man,” you whispered, placing your left hand on his cheek. “Love of my life.”

The wedding band on your ring finger matched his in design, symbols of the never ending love you had for each other. Time stood still and moved all at once when you said “I do”, but forever didn’t start with your wedding day. It began the day you met. Every moment after that paved a path that entwined, neither of you having to walk alone again.

“One,” you whispered, kissing a freckle on the tip of his nose. You’d never get over the sight of him. “Two…”

You didn’t know Bucky had freckles until he was in your face during a training session, the definition of up close and personal. It was right before you shared your first kiss, which was ages ago and felt like yesterday. He rolled on top of you and pinned your arms above your head, his breathing heavy and eyes stormy as you gazed up at him. Instead of trying to break free of his strong hold, you went lax underneath him and smiled.

“Are you yielding?” He asked, releasing one of your wrists when you made no attempt to move.

“Wow. You have freckles,” you exhaled, brushing his soft brown hair back that fell in his eyes. “I never noticed them before.”

It was as if Bucky removed an invisible mask and allowed you to see his true self for the first time before he pressed his lips to yours. It sparked a flame inside of you that no one could ever put out. And if being in love with him taught you anything, it was that masks hid your true selves and built walls to keep others out. You helped each other knock them down.

He was your partner in every sense of the word.

“Mmm. Tickles,” he mumbled as you kept kissing his nose, his voice throaty and low as he opened his eyes. His broad torso rolled as he arched his back and you had to suppress a shiver when he groaned. “Were you counting my freckles again?”

“You caught me,” you whispered, pecking his nose once more and not embarrassed in the slightest. “I can’t help it. You’re so pretty.”

Amusement filled his eyes as he slid a palm down your ribs to your hip. “I thought you were the pretty one in this relationship, Mrs. Barnes.”

Your cheeks warmed at the reminder that you were his wife. “We can both be pretty, Mr. Barnes,” you teased, tilting your head back so he could brush his scruff against your neck. You joked once that people called him the White Wolf because he liked to “scent” and leave his mark on you. “I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”

“Why should I go back to sleep, hmm?” He asked, placing an open-mouthed kiss over your racing pulse. It was enough to make you whimper when you tried to find your words. “Cat got your tongue?”

“You menace,” you moaned, tugging on his hair for good measure, which only made him let out that lustful groan you loved. “Because it’s your birthday and you deserve to sleep in, old man.”

His first birthday as a married man.

“And we won't say how old I am today,” he said, his hair falling in his eyes as he pulled back and smirked. “And I was kind of hoping I'd wake up with my cock in your mouth.”

“Bucky,” you breathed out, fighting the urge to laugh at his admission as the tingle between your thighs grew. Whatever thought was in your mind went away. It didn't matter. All you could imagine were his eyes staring down at you in wonder and ecstasy as you took him in your throat. “You know what? Fine. Your wish is my command.”

You’d please him with whichever hole he wanted to use.

“But I’m awake,” he teased, chuckling when you silenced him with your lips. He didn't let you pull away, feeling as if the hut tilted on its axis as he deepened the kiss you started. It was like your first kiss all over again. The promise of something more.

A lifetime together.

“Pretend you're asleep,” you suggested when you grudgingly pulled away from his sinful lips. “But if Steve and Sam ask, we woke up to watch the sun rise.”

Bucky’s eyes flashed when you smiled, your heart rate picking up. “Don't talk about those punks when you're about to go down on me,” he half growled.

“Yes, White Wolf,” you teased. They would no doubt message him birthday wishes, along with Natasha and a few others, once they were awake. He deserved all the love today and every day.

Before you could kiss down Bucky's body, he stopped you with a gentle grip. “Wait,” he whispered, his eyes searching your face. You didn't know a gaze could be so soft until he looked upon you. This was a man who knew your hopes, dreams, fears.

And loved you all the while.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You asked when he reached for your left hand.

“I just love you so much, doll,” he said, running his thumb over the ring as your eyes filled with tears. You blinked them away quickly enough to catch his tender smile. “Thank you for bringing me here.”

When you got home, you’d celebrate his special day in regular fashion. You’d take him to the new science exhibit that he mentioned wanting to see. The two of you would cuddle up to watch his favorite movie after dinner with the gang. He’d eat the cake you baked just for him. And there would be a present or two for him to open before you went to bed.

But the gift he wanted most was to have a day without a reminder of the fight. Where he could breathe in the air, take in the quiet, and feel a sense of peace with the person he loved beside him. You knew the only way to give him that was to get him out of the city and back to his hut. Even if it was only for a short time.

In his sanctuary, he’d find tranquility on his special day and you’d show him how much you loved him. Memories the two of you would carry for a lifetime. Because he gave you the world by asking you to be his and you’d spend forever making him happy. Just like he deserved.

“I love you, too, Bucky Barnes,” you promised, kissing the freckle again on the tip of his nose. “Happy birthday.”

Oh, Bucky. We love him. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

[rhiannonsknife]

mari ibarra secret relationship with user bot when?? 👀

basically she’s in denial about being into girls but their little hookups say otherwise

my bot requests are still closed, this is just me working through the ones in my inbox! info & link below <3

mari’s lips crash against yours the second she’s made it into the hut, her hands already slipping under the hem of your shirt like she’s desperate to forget the day. as always, you don’t stop her. this has become as much part of your routine as everything else out here. mari’s mouth is warm and familiar in the low flicker of the lantern you’ve got burning in the corner. the hut’s quiet, your quiet, now that melissa actually moved out to stay with shauna.

you’ve been waiting for mari to sneak in like this. every night for the past week, she’s shown up after lights-out, muttering something half-hearted about not wanting to sleep alone, but it always ends like this: her breath catching against your neck, her thigh pressed between yours, your hands tangled in her hair.

tonight, as her fingers trail up your spine and your back hits the mattress, something stubborn nags at the back of your mind. you kiss her again, just a quick peck to the lips, before murmuring, “mari…what are we even doing?”

she freezes mid-motion. the shift in her is instant, like a trap snapping shut. “don’t,” she says, pulling back just enough to glare at you defensively. “don’t…ruin it by making it a thing.”

you blink up at her. “but it is a thing.”

mari scoffs, sitting up on your lap and running a hand through her messy hair. “it’s not. it’s just- ugh, god, why do you have to talk about it?” her eyes won’t meet yours stubbornly. “we’re just blowing off steam, okay? that’s it. shauna and melissa do it too. doesn’t mean it has to mean anything!”

mari doesn’t give you time to consider this: she leans back down to kiss you again, rougher this time, clearly trying to shut you up with her mouth.

— c.ai

[sea-lanterns]

I’m very delirious right now but imagine Rooster! Mavuika with you as her Hen! Wife. Big chonky rooster Mavuika who is super protective and screams at anything she deems a threat to you or your eggs. She’ll peck at anything, claw them, but she is the sweetest mate ever and treats you so well 🥺

Chonky Rooster Mavuika scratching at the ground and digging up bugs to feed you, keeping you warm in your little chicken hut. You just sit on your eggs and Mavuika will do all the protecting <3

[phantom-playdough]

Macaque x GN!Stressed Reader: Fluffy Cuddles

It's been a while since I've written a fic, much less completed one. Especially for the LMK fandom because I've kinda fallen out of the fandom. But I miss writing fics for this show and have been needing a bit of an outlet. And what's more comforting than shadow monkey cuddles? Nothing. That's what I thought lol

Also posted on my AO3: My_inner_phantom

Things have been really exhausting lately. So many things have been pulling at you, demanding your attention that you've hardly had time for yourself. Much less your clingy boyfriend, Macaque. But every time things seem to finally be settling down, something happens that gets in the way of you being able to spend time with him. Needless to say, you're exhausted.

He's been trying his best to be understanding, and he's done a good job so far. Especially by his standards. So, when he finishes training one day, he decides he's sick of sitting around in his hut and doing nothing without you there. It doesn't feel right without you beside him, especially for this long. It's not your fault that you've been so busy, and it's hard for him to be mad at you for long, anyway.

But he misses you.

You've been working so hard lately and have been under so much stress practically every day that it's a miracle you're still holding it together. Heck, if he had to deal with everything you've been coping with, he surely would be doing way worse. But he's sick of being patient when it feels like the universe just keeps throwing things at you. And he'll be damned if he's going to let the universe keep you away from him like this, especially when you both need each other's company.

He lets out a dramatic sigh before dropping into a portal and landing on your couch in your apartment. He can tell you're not home yet, so he decides to lounge on your couch for a bit until you get back. Your scent in the room helps soothe his nerves just slightly, but it also just makes him miss you more. However, he plays it cool when he hears your footsteps enter the building and walk up to your door.

Opening his eye, he peeks over to see you walk inside and kick off your shoes. You don't even seem surprised when you see him on your couch. If anything, you seem relieved.

It's only a moment before you make it over to the couch and face plant into his chest, to which he responds by loosely wrapping an arm around your waist while the other stays behind his head. Despite his casual expression, the way his tail wraps more firmly around your leg is a clear indicator of how much he's missed you.

"Rough day?" You nod into his chest. "Need me to beat anybody up for ya?" He gently offers, which earns a small laugh from you. "Maybe later." You half-joke. His arm and tail tighten around you just slightly, showing clear restraint from pushing you for details or going on a hunt. You appreciate the effort and reward him with a kiss on the cheek, which surprises him a bit.

He'll probably never get used to your affection, and he secretly likes it that way. Every peck on the cheek from you feels like the first, and it reminds him that there's still some good left in this world. In his world.

He smiles after a moment, leaving a small kiss on your forehead in response. If there's one thing you know, it's that he's not going to let you get up for a while.

[ashley-foster-13]

Can I request a "maze runner boys × reader having their first kiss." Like what would be the scenerio and stuff. Thank you♡

TMR x Reader having their first kiss

Thomas:

- oblivious puppy we all know that

- you came up before him, so there wasn’t much time to get to know each other

- in the wicked headquarters, when Teresa got taken away and you didn’t, you were the one trying to calm him down and helped to search for her

- you almost had a heart attack when he barely slid under those doors

- kept nudging you forward so that you don’t fall behind when you were running away

- when Winston passed away, you grabbed his hand for support, squeezing hard, and he squeezed back, letting a few tears spill from his eyes

- you finally realized you’ve fallen for each other

- cold nights in the scorch were warmed by his huge bear hugs

- I mean, literally, he has large arms and super protective hugs

- always makes you feel wanted

- so back to business, you arrived in the Right Arm, everyone had a chance to finally relax, you and Thomas went to search for Teresa

- At some point you stop and take both his hands in yours

- “You have to stop throwing yourself in danger like this”

- “But I have to protect-”

- “You can’t save everyone, Thomas. And who will save you?”

- hug him tightly, as if at any moment he’d disappear

- “I just car about you all,” he says, his hands gently drawing circles on your back, “I care about you,” he adds, then pulls back

- you look at him, not really understanding what he’s getting at

- his warm hand touches your cheek, doing the thumb thing

- and then he leans in

- and you do, too

- the kiss is very gentle and soft and loving

- you are his world and he is yours

- both of you pull back, smiling sheepishly

- *beat* *both, blurting out* I love you

- laugh at your perfect timing)

- he starts kissing you again, but you step back, because from the corner of your eye, you saw a wicked berg…

Newt:

- long story short, two oblivious idiots in love

- Minho’s “lovebirds!” jokes weren’t helping, only leading both of you to believe that the feelings aren’t mutual

- spent a lot of time with him in the gardens as a track-hoe

- deep, meaningful conversations

- QuAlItY tImE

- once he accidentally hurt his bad leg

- you helped patch him up

- it triggered him, and so he decided to confide in you, just let it all out and be done with it

- let’s just say it was really sad and emotional

- since then you became even closer

- you would stay with him in the Med hut, trying to cheer him up

- you didn’t even have to do anything, you being there is a boost to his mood already

- once you were sitting together on his bed and you started falling asleep

- he tried to shake you up, but you only wrapped your arms around his neck and clung to him

- unconsciously, of course

- you were just so sleepy, and he was so cozy, and…

- he wouldn’t stop smiling, admiring the girl in his arms

- feels like the luckiest guy ever

- kisses the top of your head, thinking you’re asleep

- TA DAM you’re not.

- you slowly get up, any tiredness completely gone

- and you blush, and he blushes, and you’re eyes widen

- then, surprising you both, you press your lips to his

- man, he didn’t expect that

- doesn’t kiss back, scaring the bloody hell out of you, because you think you did s wrong thing

- but then his hand is on the back of your neck, another around your waste, and his lips meet yours again

- boy, he did know how to kiss. No idea how, but he. just. knows.

- so careful, yet so passionate

- both of you pull back rather quickly

- ToUcHiNg FoReHeAdS

- “I think it’s the right time to say I love you” he breathes

- you look into his chocolate eyes and smile

- rub your noses together, peck his lips once more

- and once more

- and then his cheek, making his breath hitch

- “love you, too, mister Newton”

Minho:

- The two of you are sassy, no denying that

- but before you became an official couple, you were just so shucking shy like oh my

- and he didn’t understand it at first

- then he grew to like it

- and like you

- he would sit with you at lunches whenever he had a day of, and made sure to have a brief conversation with him at bonfire

- you would always be rather timid and polite, until one day you ACTUALLY SASSED BACK

- it surprised him so much he would just open his mouth and stare at you for a few seconds

- “are you okay?”

- after that, he knew there was more to you than shyness

- he taught you confidence

- maybe you taught him to be a tiiiiiiiny bit humble

- (unlikely thought, duh)

- one day you couldn’t find him anywhere, so you went to the map room

- and yup, he was there, leaning over the table covered with maps with a grim expression

- you asked him what was wrong, and even tried to joke

- he would always laugh at your poor attempts to joke

- he was silent

- so you walked up to him and took his hand

- “what’s wrong?”

- it was the first time he was so open with anyone about his problems

- it just, like, spilled out

- and then you hugged him, because you knew he needed it

- he almost squeezed the air out of you, but you didn’t care

- “there is a way out, I promise. You’re doing your best to find it, and I know you will”

- “And what is I don’t?” you were taken aback, because he sounded on the verge of tears, “What if there’s no way out?”

- you pulled back, making him look at you

- “There is. And you’ll find it.”

- the way his eyes watered made yours burn, too

- to put you both out of your misery, you leaned down and kissed him

- he held you like you were his last hope

- his lips so soft and arms so strong

- barely audible moans made you shiver

- when you pulled back, you saw a few tears escaping his eyes

- but he stood straighter

- “thank you”

Gally:

- most people would say he’s not the type to fall in love or fall for, but actually quite the opposite

- instantly noticed you, but never thought you noticed him

- was shocked when you walked up to him and asked for help

- like, why him?

- alright, it didn’t mean anything, so he just went on and helped

- all the while you more and more understood that grumpiness is not his only face

- you got a job as a builder and so you had more time to spend together

- he was so talkative around you

- your conversations would occasionally be really, really deep

- one time you told him you weren’t sure you were beautiful, since there were no mirrors in the Glade

- it really stung him

- like, how could you, YOU, not feel beautiful? You were gorgeous

- when you walked to your hut, you’ve found something on your pillow

- a flower and a note

- “you’re beautiful”

- it actually made you cry

- next morning he came in to ask for something, you literally ran up to him with a hug

- he felt kinda awkward

- when you pulled back, he said “What was that for?”

- you saw a hint of a smile on his lips

- it made you smile even wider

- suddenly he was all serious, placing his hands on your shoulders

- “Don’t ever think you’re not beautiful. You are. If any of those shanks ever says otherwise, I’ll beat the living klunk out of them.”

- unbelievable man.

- watches you for a few seconds

- then carefully leans in, searching for any sign on your face that you don’t want to

- but you do, so when you’re sure about what he’s doing, he close the gap between you

- you have to try it to know how good it feels

- and so gally kept his promise, and you never felt not beautiful ever again

[blue-jisungs]

guard (of my heart)

# author's note … i originally wanted to write only life guard tae x reader but when i was on a beach there was such a pretty life guard :( like she was so gorgeous she inspired me to write yn as a life guard too teehee~~

# warnings … lol shirtless hyun, some jealousy, flashback in italics ^-^ taehyun calls reader pretty (it needs a warning.)

# wordcount ... 1847

stepping out of the small room, the faint wind hit you and the sun pleasantly pried your skin. you took a deep sigh, breathing in the sea breeze. the scent of sand and iodine filled your lungs. as you allowed yourself to take some time to stretch, you closed your eyes and let your limbs relax. groaning softly at the feeling, the sounds of people and waves crushing gently mixed in your ears.

“you ready, pretty?”

humming lazily in response, you crooked an eye open. taehyun, your boyfriend, stood there in all his glory in front of you.

with his full body, black lifeguard wetsuit that fit exactly on his slim figure, you could see his chest outline. he was holding two red life jackets with the white bold text ‘lifeguard’ sewed on them.

taehyun grabbed your arm gently and opened it, then did the same to the other one. he put your jacket on through your head, since it was fitted for you too. he zipped it and pecked your nose before putting on his own.

“got everything?” you asked and looked at the jet ski.

“mhm. come on” taehyun said and you helped him push the machine into the water. once it was in, he sat on it first. you took a glance to admire him for a moment before you noticed his hand reaching out.

“hop on, pretty” taehyun smiled softly and helped you get on it, starting the machine only when he felt your arms wrapping around his torso. sure, you could hold the grip handles. but why do that when taehyun’s abs are right here to touch…?

when the engine started and taehyun set out, you started patrolling the nearby waters.

even though there wasn’t any risk of big waves today, the weather was a little windy – and better to be safe than sorry. besides, it is your job.

you liked the patrolling duty – you rarely had to intervene. and it was, just for a mere moment, you and taehyun alone. and the water splashing on your face, along with the sight of an open sea behind you.

“anything alarming?” your boyfriend asked, even though he did look as well for any possible threats and dangers.

“just your handsome face” you giggled and squeezed his waist gently. even though you couldn’t see him, you just knew he rolled his eyes and smiled cheekily.

the rest of the patrol went smoothly, no people needing rescue. so you returned to the beach, where your spot was.

taehyun helped you take off the life jacket and then he did his, looking at you with a smile.

“i have the watch duty now. how about lunch later after our shift is over?” he asked and you went into the small hut. rest of your crew was there already.

“so tae takes the chair, right?” beomgyu asked, fidgeting with his red whistle.

“yup. i’m staying here. any alerts?” you nodded and took off your wetsuit. taehyun already took off his and put them outside, to dry. you wore swimming suits underneath so there was nothing to worry about. you just felt like wearing a t-shirt, so you quickly grabbed one of tae’s.

“see you soon, pretty” taehyun smiled and pecked your lips gently, tasting like sea salt and vanilla.

“gross” beomgyu grunted and reached for the walkie-talkie to toss it to your boyfriend.

he caught it and left the hut, your gaze glued to his bare back dripping with water.

“okay, stop salivating and sit down. i need to take a walk” your friend teased and you did as he asked.

“check the flags while you’re at it” you called after him and took a quick look at the console in front of you.

you were left to sit in the tower in case someone needed help or had a question. you also could see if there was a weather threat approaching or chust stay in touch with other guards. with no hazard on the horizon, you allowed yourself to daydream a bit until beomgyu came back.

“guys, listen up. y/n is gonna join our team, everyone say hello” soobin’s voice rang through the room, the four guys standing up to greet you “since she’s the only girl in our sector now please… don’t be gross”

“says you” someone snickered and reached his hand out “hi, i’m taehyun. we’ll take care of you, don’t worry”

“i don’t need taking care of. i’m here to help those in need” you grinned and squeezed his hand, looking into his ebony eyes. there was just something so captivating in them, you just couldn’t look away.

“okay, smart pants, move. i’m beomgyu” someone pushed taehyun away and even then - you had a problem tearing your eyes from him. then, you greeted kai and yeonjun.

“taehyun will show you around since we still have some work to do. welcome to our team and if you encounter any problems with those rascals, don’t hesitate to let me know” soobin smiled, his dimples poking out. you nodded, now realizing why he’s the leader of the team. “tae, maybe start on the beach and show her around the guard chair”

“got it. let’s go” he hummed and let you leave first, opening the door for you.

the beach was almost empty since the weather wasn’t suitable for tanning nor swimming. the sun was setting slowly, sinking behind the coastline in a wide palette of oranges, pinks and yellows.

taehyun talked you through their base since you didn’t need any extra explaining: you worked as a beach lifeguard before, you just moved to their region.

“what made you chose this profession?” he asked suddenly, when you reached the lifeguard chair. it was quite high but short enough to get down as soon as possible. a bright red buoy was attached to it, along with a first aid kit. taehyun leaned against one of the railings and looked at you softly.

“ever since i was a kid i loved swimming so i thought… why not turn it into something more valuable? more helpful for others, you know” you answered and saw his eyes twinkle “and you?”

“to be honest, i didn’t really know what to do with my life. but kai became a lifeguard and he loved the job so much that i decided to give it a try too… and well, i wouldn’t miss the opportunity to flex my body too” he laughed and you were caught off guard, yet smile bloomed on your face too.

“isn’t your partner jealous?” you teased and he shook his head.

“i don’t have anyone. besides, it’s a bit silly to be jealous because of that, don’t you think? i’m just helping others” taehyun shrugged nonchalantly.

“then do it with a shirt on” you snickered and he just let out a dramatic sigh.

thinking about it now, it was a weird conversation to have at a first meeting. but that’s who you two were: honest people interested about each other. maybe the lack of filter pulled you towards each other even more.

“i’m back and look, i brought some snacks!” beomgyu marched into the room, shaking a pack with your favorite snack.

after two hours, you heard a buzz coming from the walkie-talkie.

“hey, pretty! i’m done, i’m just waiting for yeonjun to show up. could you grab my bag and a bottle of water?” taehyun’s voice sounded through the speaker.

“yes sir! i’m on my way” you hummed happily and rose from the chair, grabbing your boyfriend’s stuff. you put his bag on your shoulder and looked at beomgyu “bye gyu! see you tomorrow!”

“see you, y/n! have a nice date” beomgyu wiggled his eyebrows and you just rolled your eyes playfully.

when you left the lifeguard tower, there were definitely more people than before. kids were shouting while running around and most of the adults laid down reading, sleeping or tanning.

the sand was hot under your feet so you decided to walk near the water where it was wetter but colder. occasionally the chilly waves splayed over your legs.

you saw yeonjun sitting on the chair and noticed taehyun standing on the ground, beside it. upon seeing him, a smile subconsciously appeared on your face. it took you a moment to realize there’s a girl talking to him, her chest puffed out in an obnoxious manner.

walking up to them, you heard a fragment of their conversation.

“… it must be so hard to be a lifeguard! you’re so brave!” she giggled, twirling her hair. you huffed and decided to step closer. “i have some water, you must be thirsty! i saw you ran out”

taehyun laughed politely and shook his head.

“thank you but it’s fine” he scratched his head and looked around. his eye caught yours and you walked up to him.

before she could notice you (or acknowledge your presence), she reached her hand out

“can i touch your arm? your muscles must be so–” she started.

“is there a problem, miss? would you like to report that there’s a life-dangering threat?” you chimed in, the question she previously asked making your blood boil.

“no, we’re just talking–” she frowned, a dramatic pout painting on her lips.

“he’s busy. so i’m sorry to interrupt your lovely chat but we still have duties. if you have any questions about safety, please refer to our colleague up here” you grunted and pointed at yeonjun. the girl was too stunned to speak so you grabbed taehyun’s hand and walked away.

suddenly you stopped and put the bag on the sand and took off his shirt that you were wearing.

“no more abs for you. put it on” you huffed and reached your hand out with the shirt. you had your swimming suit on and some shorts, so you would be fine without it. taehyun, on the other hand, had only his swimming shorts.

his canines poked out in a wide smile.

“jealous much, pretty?” he asked, putting on the shirt nonetheless.

you only side eyed the girl who already started chatting with yeonjun. you just grabbed the bag again and wanted to throw it over your shoulder but taehyun was faster. he grabbed the bag and put it over his left shoulder, capturing your hand in his.

“remember when we talked about that when we first met?” taehyun chuckled and squeezed your hand softly.

“i was actually thinking about that… i kinda manifested it, didn’t i?” you snickered and looked at him “i was a little jealous… only because she was acting weird”

“yeah, i wanted to run away too” he mumbled and leaned in to place a little kiss atop of your head “but you know i only have my eyes on you”

“i know” you grinned “mine are on you only. and, well, the sea in case anyone needs saving”

your giggled mixed in a cheerful melody, the sand warm under your bare feet. the sun rays brushed your skin and your heart swelled in your chest, loving this moment.

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[gunsandspaceships]

Tony Stark - Prometheus

This is the final part of the series, which unites all the separate, thematic parts (links are highlighted in blue) with evidence of the conclusion that you will find at the end of this post.

Introduction

Prophet

God of Forethought: the name Prometheus means "forethinker", "foreseer", "prophet".

Creator of intelligent life

In Greek myths, Prometheus is the creator of an artificial form of life - the humankind. "He created them looking up to the sky like gods."

"Here I will sit, forming men after my own image. It will be a race like me, to suffer, to weep, to enjoy and to rejoice" (Goethe)

Earth's Best Defender

Prometheus takes on the protection of mortals from tyrant gods who want to enslave or destroy them.

"Cover your heavens, Zeus, with gauzy clouds, and practice, like a boy who beheads thistles, on the oaks and peaks of mountains; but you must allow my world to stand, and my hut, which you did not build, and my hearth, whose glow you envy me." (Goethe)

"Beautiful is the tradition Of that flight through heavenly portals" (Longfellow)

God of Fire

He stole the fire from gods to give it to humans to protect them, keep them warm and give them light in the form of science and technology.

"All the soul in rapt suspension, All the quivering, palpitating Chords of life in utmost tension, With the fervor of invention, With the rapture of creating" (Longfellow)

The Mountains

For that, Zeus ordered Prometheus to be chained to a rock in a cave and sentenced him to eternal suffering.

"First the deed of noble daring, Born of heavenward aspiration, Then the fire with mortals sharing, Then the vulture,--the despairing Cry of pain on crags Caucasian." (Longfellow)

Heart

Every day an eagle flew to Prometheus and pecked at the center of his life.

"Who helped me against the pride of the titans? Who rescued me from death - from slavery? Did you not accomplish it all yourself, my sacred, glowing heart?" (Goethe)

The Torture

For the sake of humans, Prometheus voluntarily accepted eternal pain and chose to suffer in silence.

"A silent suffering, and intense; The rock, the vulture, and the chain, All that the proud can feel of pain, The agony they do not show, The suffocating sense of woe, Which speaks but in its loneliness, And then is jealous lest the sky Should have a listener, nor will sigh Until its voice is echoless." (Lord Byron)

Chiron

Ancient Greeks had another myth - about the father of surgery, centaur Chiron, who once saved a hero betrayed and ambushed in the mountains.

Chiron was also the one who took on Prometheus' suffering and died in his place. He was shot by an arrow and to end his own pain exchanged his life for life and freedom of Prometheus.

The Sun

For humankind, Prometheus became the image of a noble fighter against oppression, and a symbol of human progress and creative freedom.

"When I was a child I did not know in from out; I turned my confused eyes to the sun, as if above it there were an ear to hear my laments - a heart like mine that would pity the oppressed." (Goethe)

Conclusion:

Taking all of this into account, I believe that Tony was not only inspired by the myth, but he himself is Marvel's Prometheus, at least in the MCU.

Excerpts from poems used: - "Prometheus, or the Poet's Forethought" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow; - "Prometheus" by Lord Byron; - "Prometheus" by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe.

Bonus:

From axiomatiq-blog

Kaos

"Prometheus brings Fire to the Cavemen"

Familiar names

Marvel and their love for Greek mythology

Prometheus, Goethe, Schubert, and RDJ

Thanatos

Life and Death

Comics

Danko's Burning Heart

[claraswritings]

GALLY SFW Headcanons

Once again as with ANY Gally fic, characters are aged up.

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

When you first start dating it would just be little hand brushes under the table or quick hugs or pecks on the cheek but as soon as he becomes comfortable and knows you love him back, he’s always hugging you from behind or holding your hand. He’d show affection by soft touches or by making you little things.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

He would be stubborn and loyal and I think he’d be the type that you’d have to pursue a friendship with him otherwise he just would not. Not because he doesn’t want to but because he doesn’t trust easily.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Yes. You are his safe space. As soon as the door is shut on the hut, he’ll be pulling you into his arms. Gally is the definition of the big spoon but sometimes if he’s had a particularly bad night with nightmares, he’ll want to lie on you and have you hold him. You’ll obviously oblige.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He’s never thought about it. He’s committed to you and that’s all he cares about. As for “settling” in the official sense, he builds you a hut when you’re in the Safe Haven. With cooking and cleaning, he leaves most of the cooking to you (he would burn water) but you’re both reasonably neat so share the cleaning. He does all the DIY and is constantly looking for things to do.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

I think he would put it off for ages and ages and ages until he just eventually would blurt it out one day. By this point, it would be all but obvious it was over but it would still be uncomfortable for everyone.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He’s only interested in you so commitment isn’t a problem at all but he’s never really thought about getting married. If it’s something you want, he wants it too. Maybe he’d make you both rings to wear.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

I have said it before and I will say it again. Gally is without a doubt the biggest “only soft for her” guy there is. He’s so gentle to you that if anyone over hears they can barely believe it’s Gally, the stubborn hothead that would pick an argument with a wall, being sweet and gentle. If anyone points it out to him, they’ll get punched and a “obviously I’m going to be nice to my girlfriend, shank, you’d know if you had one”

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

The first time you hugged him, it was quick and brief. A thank you as such. He was immediately confused as to what exactly you were hugging him for but he found he enjoyed the closeness so next time, he held on a little tighter. I think Gally would squeeze hug. He’s not used to affection so wants to feel it as much as possible.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Oookay so I think he knows early on but doesn’t say it for a while. (Imagine the angst if he didn’t tell her before they were separated by him being speared and her going into the Sorch 😭) He waits for you to say it first but as soon as you have, he says it right back and he’s told you every day since.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

So jealous but in a really funny way. You’ll be just talking to someone else and you’ll laugh or you’ll say “oh god, Minho said the funniest thing today” and Gally will get all pouty and “why don’t you ask Minho to help you then”

You’ll of course tell him not to be silly and give him lots of kisses and affection until he cracks.

With strangers, there’s no real chance to get jealous as he’s always with you.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

He’s surprisingly very very tender. He’ll cup your face and tilt it up so he can kiss you. Gally loves slow open mouthed gentle make outs just as much as the passionate kisses. Maybe more.

He loves kissing you on the shoulder when he’s spooning you. Or giving you little forehead kisses.

Gally loves the kisses you do where you go: cheek, cheek, eyelid, eyelid, nose and then lips. You’ll peck each of them and then just give him this look before pulling him in for a proper kiss.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

He tries. Gally really wants to try and be better. He and a few of the other Builders decide the kids deserve what they never had and want to give them a nice place to play so they make the kids a swing set and because Gally is big and strong lots of the kids want him to push them and want him to be on their team if they’re playing sports

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He’s an early riser. Even when he’s not getting up he wakes up early. If he has work to do, he leaves quietly having prepared his stuff the night before. If he’s not, he’ll wake and then just cuddle you. He wants to be close to you and he doesn’t always get gentle mornings

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

In the Glade it’s either in his hut or in the hammocks. In the Safe Haven he’s build you a porch with a swing and he’ll sit on it with you and you’ll sip hot drinks and cuddle and look at the stars before going to bed.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Oooft I would say it takes time to reveal the really deep stuff. Slowly, bit by bit, he opens up. One day he just couldn’t sleep and when you asked why he made up some lie about drinking too much coffee. You let it slide the first time. The second time you gave him this fixed look and a “Gally…” The third time, you don’t even need to ask. He tells you he has nightmares as he looks more at the ground than at you but that’s the dam broken and ever since then he’ll be open. Maybe a little mumbling and shy about it at times, he still can’t believe you put up with him but still open.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Generally speaking he has a bit of a short fuse. With you however he’s able to rein it in. You’ll sometimes walk by at him yelling expletives at some inanimate object he’s building and you’ll giggle. Gally will turn around wondering who is laughing at him but when he sees it’s you he’ll instantly try regain his cool.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Gally remembers a lot more than he lets on. Like in the blurb I wrote, you might mention “oh I nearly fell off the step stool” and within a day the shelf is lowered. He’s about details and whilst he might forget something that he had to do if he was very busy but he’d always remember the significant things. I think it’s also random things that he remembers, like one day you told him you like raspberry flavour over strawberries. Most people would just hear “I like the red sweets” Gally would go out of his way to get you ones where red is raspberry.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

His favourite memory is probably when you first stayed the night in his hut. Nothing more than cuddling happened but you just…cuddled into him, your head on his chest, snuggled into his arm and he’d paused for a second, a little startled at just how casually affectionate you were and how comfortable you were with him. After a moment, he gently held you, stroking your hair and your face and back and you gave him this little sleepy look and your eyes said it all.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Oh my god. So protective. You are his babygirl. He’s always got eyes on people he thinks could be a risk to you if you’re out and he’ll move you behind him at rapid speed if he needs to. The type of protection he likes is weirdly more in words. He likes you telling people you love him and he’s your boyfriend and making him feel like he’s cherished and loved.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He’d try hard. He’s not had a girlfriend before (obviously) so he’d want to put in effort even if he’s new to it at the start. With dates, he makes things as special as he can. It’s about the little things with Gally. He’s big on handmade gifts and will make you things all the time. Everyday tasks like fixing things, you don’t need to ask him twice. He knows he shares with a girl and wants you to be comfortable.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

It takes him a little while to open up, you need to do a bit of perseverance and a lot of patience. He can be a bit stubborn and sometimes you’ll need to talk him down when he’s got into some silly argument with someone else.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not massively so. He’s got kinda built from his time building. I don’t think he knows he’s attractive. You once insisted on describing him to him as there was no mirrors in the Glade and when you started saying “big blue eyes” and “freckles” he got embarrassed and kissed you to shut you up.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Incomplete is probably not the right word. He was fine on his own and prides himself on his independence but I think he’d be a bit lost without you if he was ever forced to be away from you. You’ve become such an integral part of his being that he’d really struggle.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

He shows off for you. Fighting the new Greenie and winning even though you said to go easy on him, takes his shirt off when building so you look at him more, lifting heavy loads…he loves it. Although if you ever pointed it out, he’d deny it.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He wouldn’t want someone who would push the boundaries of his trust even jokingly. It takes a lot of get him to be open and to let someone see this softer side of him is a big deal. If someone was to get this and then push his trust, it would be a dealbreaker.

Also I think he’d want someone to at least try to back him up. If you were to take someone else’s side over his he would feel a bit put out (you could work through it but expect him to be grumpy for days).

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Window always open. Cold weather? Doesn’t matter the window is open a little. In the summer it’s open fully. Once you woke up to a mosquito in the room and ever since then he’s compromised and put up nets to stop any getting in. You don’t mind so much. The breeze is nice and you always have Gally who is a human heater to keep you warm if you get cold.

[ayeyolooo]

DRIFT

PLEASE READ THE WARNING BEFOFE INTERACTING WITH THE STORY!

Warning! Y/n is black!! I write for black readers if you didn’t know already. But anyone can feel free to read this! Connie and eren are Hispanic, and me not knowing how to speak Spanish like at alll unfortunately I have to use the translator💔. Please bare with with y’all😭. There will be an oc :) oh and please excuse my grammatical errors! <3

“Y/n will you be able to come to this race? Cause we don’t have a fourth.” Your friend begged you over the phone. “Kasa, you know ion race no more like that.” You said laying your edges down. Even though you were saying all of this, you were getting ready so that you could race.

“But y/n please please please please.” You just sighed. “Fine.” You said with a giggle. “Yayy omg when you come I’m going to literally kiss you everywhere.” She said as wind blew having the phone make noise on mikasa’z end. “Okay just call me when you get here y/n.” Mikasa said before handing up. You just sighed as you grabbed your purse and walked out the house. You checked and made sure that you had your cash on you cause you had to pay to enter a race.

You unlocked the door and walked up to your purple sports car. It was a little on the older side but that’s what made it unique and exciting. You dragged your hand across the door as you opened it and sat down in the car. You began to pray before you drove off and to the race site.

“Whew.” You sighed before pulling up. When you pulled up no one could see who you were due to your tents being dark. Your engine roared catching the attention of the other racers. Mikasa turned around quickly knowing that you were there because she knew the sound of your car. She and Sasha squealed and jumped up and down with eachother before walking over to your car.

“Kasa who is that?” Jean asked as mikasa opened your door. “One of my friends what will be the fourth today.” She simply said with a large smile on her face.

“Se van a avergonzar.” Connie said with a snort. You just smiled and ran your tongue across your teeth. Eren, ony, and armin all just laughed.

They’re going to embarrass themselves.

“Would you like to show them whose driving?” Mikasa said as she leaned over your car. “Nahhh.” You said shaking your head and smiling revealing your smiley piercing. “Okay we’ll good luck y/n.” Mikasa said taking the was of cash from your hands and pecking your cheek. She closed your door back and walked over to the boys to collect their money too.

“Bru he driving that girl ahh car. How they gone win?” Connie cackled. “Choke.” Mikasa said before taking his money. “When we beat them mikasa you gone have to give us our money back plus $1,000.” Mikasa shrugged. “Mmhm yeah that’s if y’all win.” She said nonchalantly. “Whatchu mean by that?” Mikasa just shrugged.

“When she beat y’all don’t come crying to me,cause y’all was doing all of that talking.” Mikasa shrugged and walked back to the little booth. “SHE!?” All of the boys asked in confusion. They all looked over to your car trying to get s glimpse of how you looked hut couldn’t due to your tents. “READY!” Your adrenaline began to pump. You forgot how good it felt when you were about to race.” You pressed your foot on the gas reviving your engine. You turned on your radio having TBH by party next door come to and end and welcome to the party, by party next door started playing.

The bass from the music blasted in your speakers having your seat vibrate and you just smiled at this exciting moment.

You smiled at the sounds of the other cars. “SET!” You rolled your windows down as you just kept your focus on the road ahead of you. You felt eyes starring at you on the right side of your face. They seen your beautiful brown skin and your red lace wig that complimented your skin.

“GO!” Everyone took off. You turned your music up loud as you smoothly drove past three cars. You were in second place, being that the one with E.Y on the back of his car was in the front. Hm..

There was a turn incoming you stepped on the break and grabbed the clutch having a smooth drift. Due to eren having a slight mess up you flew infront of him. You went around the track two more times before crossing the finish line, having eren after you, and ony after.

You just got out leaning on your car waiting for everyone to finish. Mikasa walked up to you and the both of you smiled and she squealed. “You did yo shit once and againnnnn.” Mikasa said as the both of you laughed. “Yk I had to show out for my gurl.” You said winking at her.

This was sitting in my drafts for a while 💀. Anyways Jesus loves you ml <3

[retropopcult]

"A Drink at the Bar" captured by LIFE magazine photographer Margaret Bourke-White, 1936. In her own words:

"I had never seen a place quite like the town of New Deal, the construction site of Fort Peck Dam. It was a pinpoint in the long, lonely stretches of northern Montana so primitive and so wild that the whole ramshackle town seemed to carry the flavor of the boisterous Gold Rush days. It was stuffed to the seams with construction men, engineers, welders, quack doctors, barmaids, fancy ladies and, as one of my photographs illustrated, the only idle bedsprings in New Deal were the broken ones. People lived in trailers, huts, coops anything they could find and at night they hung over the Bar X bar."

[svnnw]

AT MIDNIGHT — chapter 41

41) at midnight

haechan made you feel safe. there were times when it was quiet but not awkward it felt comfortable, he felt like home. looking back at the time when the both of you hung out every single day for hours made your cheeks flush red. the moments when you caught haechan staring at you or when he stroked your hair when you fell asleep made you realize that there might be a chance that he liked you back. perhaps he even has a private account to talk about you.

before you could imagine anything else haechan walked out from the bathroom while his hair was still wet making you even more flustered than before.

"haechan can i ask you something?" you asked already feeling nervous just by looking at him.

"yeah sure" he answered knowing a part of you wanted to know something about his and yunjin's history.

"are you and yunjin close?" you paused feeling bad for asking that question after he told you not to believe anything she says. "i know you told me—"

"i like you, y/n".

hearing the exact same words you wanted to tell him come out of his mouth made you realize that haechan shared the same feelings you had whenever you guys hung out.

"i've liked you ever since you wrote me that little note when i was sick or when jake commented on your post and i realized i was jealous"

"i don't want to see you with jake or jaehyun you're the only girl that's on my mind and if yunjin says—" haechan stopped when he heard someone calling out your name outside.

"y/n i thought you wanted to ski at night hurry up!!" you immediately recognized eunseok's voice and gave haechan a quick peck before you stood up to go outside again.

"i'm sorry i have to go i'll come back"

before you could hear his response you were already outside releasing a breath you didn't even know you were holding in.

"she just kissed me.."

—

at midnight you went back, standing right in front of the hut you share with haechan now.

you hesistated to go in but you knew you had to because if you didn't, when will you?

as soon as you opened the door you were met with haechan sitting on his bed while he entered himself with his phone. he immediately looked up to you after he heard the door open.

"is everything okay? i thought you wanted to ski again?—"

"i like you"

"i'm sorry for running away and leaving you here without a proper answer. i just want you to know that i like you as much as you like me—"

"it's okay y/n. you don't have to rush anything, i can wait"

"no haechan, i like you a lot. i want you to know that"

time felt slow and you couldn't even remember when his hand cupped your cheek.

"y/n do you want to be my girlfriend?"

"yes hyuck, thank you for always trusting me"

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