#uhhgh yeah !

[asoupyferretnamedfar]

First little animation of the sillies I've made !!!! :D

Audio is from CIVAI-LIVE episode 6 :}

Honestly pretty proud of it considering I drew and edited the entire thing in 2 hours

Gay men my beloved :3c

[glossykissies]

Thinking about soldier boy lowkey choking you out while he fucks you. Not enough to seriously hurt you, or anything, just enough to get you a little dizzy

he likes doing it because it gets you to shut up for once !!!!!!!!!!!! :( sometimes you resist him a little especially on days he’s really pissed you off, but as soon as he gets your ass in the air, dick in your guts and hand around your throat — you go all limp, drooly, only able to make little “uhhmh — uhhgh— mmph” sounds as he uses you like a lil sex doll :(!!

“yeah that’ll do it, huh? wanna do all that unnecessary talking but the second i get my hand round that throat you’re reduced to a dick obsessed bimbo. thats gotta feel good, don’t it?” he rasps, not even close to sounding wounded by the pace he’s going at. it was nothing to him, taking the whole weight of you and fucking you on and off his cock like you weighed nothing.

in any other situation, you would have called him a name for talking to you like that— but then and there you couldn’t care less. he could say what he wanted when he was hitting your spot the way he was.

[sugoi-writes]

F!Reader x Hashira : Bedroom Shenanigans

The following is VERY VERY filthy indulgence/hcs about the Hashira wanting to c*m inside you... and it's not SUPER polished/long!

Per no request, but I HAD to write this!!!

This excludes Muichiro, Shinobu, and Mitsuri. I still find myself struggling to write for Muichiro;;;

TW: concerning pregnancy; both the reader and Hashiras below are wanting to/plan to have a family.

You've been warned!!

❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Rengoku

You look so pretty, bouncing up and down on his cock with renewed vigor, your climax close at hand. He has one hand on your chest, the other gripping your hip to keep you balanced. He could tell that you were seconds away from losing yourself to the pleasure.

You glance down at the fiery eyed man, with your own glazed-covered eyes," I-Inside... ahhn! Kyo, do you--? Nnn, I need you to c-cum inside!"

A sudden thrust upward has you squealing, Kyojuro's pupils blown widely,"...are you sure about that, love?"

You're honestly babbling by this point, tongue threatening to loll outward as you roll your hips," K-Kyojuro... PLEASE..."

With a swift movement, your positions are shifted. You could barely register what happened as your legs are pressed to your chest. Rengoku wastes no time, and mercilessly thrusts into you. He's panting as you wail for him, toes popping from how violently and rapidly they curl.

"...careful when playing with fire, my love..." He grunts as his rhythm becomes erratic, his high rapidly approaching," I-It'll be hard to put out this blaze...!"

A thundering ecstacy overcomes the both of you, but your heart skips a beat in mild panic. Your eyes mirror Kyojuro's blown out pupils, as you realize that his cock hasn't wavered in the slightest.

"...I'm sorry my dear, but once is simply not enough... I MUST have you again. And again...," he articulates his motives with deep, slow thrusts, sending you and your throbbing cunt reeling.

"A-And again... so I can see you with my children..."

You gasp as Kyojuro picks up the pace, stammering," Ch-Children???" You repeat, to ensure he meant the plural version.

Kyojuro grins, deviously fired up," C-Could we really stop with just one?"

Tengen

"F-Fuck!!" You cry out, the slapping of skin on skin making you see stars. Your partner, Uzui, mercilessly pistons into you with reckless abandon. You glance back at his furrowed brows, face knit with concentration. You know he's holding out for you.

"U-Uuuu... uhhgh~ Uzui, you can--"

You feel your cheeks getting pinched by Tengen's large fingers, as he forces you to look back that the mirror before you. You gasp as you take in the sight of your man doubled over you, doggy style. It was enough to make make core's tension threaten to snap.

"What's that, Y/N~? You'll have to be louder than that- hah--f-for me to hear you!"

You clamp down around his cock, making him slow down and groan from how tight you were.

"C-Cum...," you pleaded quietly," C-Cum inside, please... I-I want you, Lord Tengen..."

Tengen blinks, pausing for a moment as he takes in what you said. He looks across the room to his other 3 spouses: Suma, Hina, and Makio. The three women look just as surprised, before Hina sits up. Intrigued, she smiles genuinely.

"Lord Tengen, do as you wish... but we'd love to see that, too." Makio is just as interested, her legs squeezing together as she watches your display heatedly," Y-Yeah, Uzui... you should--"

"K-KNOCK HER UP, LORD TENGEN!!!," Suma practically shrieks, making Uzui snort and Makio slap her back.

You didn't get a chance to laugh at the antics before you feel Tengen move again. You felt like your knees were gonna give out before your husband did!!!

Without any further prompting, he relentlessly gets back to business, approaching his climax.

"W-Well, if the four of you want children so badly-- I'll be sure to knock each and every one of you up, until you're plump and full with my-- agh, fuck!!"

Uzui couldn't finish his rambling before painting your insides white. And you certainly weren't complaining about that...

Sanemi

"...you want me--"

"Yeeeeesss~?"

"--to come inside of you?" Sanemi says incredulously, holding you firmly in a mating press. You were biting your lip, nodding enthusiastically. Sanemi's expression shifts from that of his normal mischief to something more serious. His hands tremble before gripping your thighs tighter.

"...then say it. Say it again." The tone shift catches you off guard. You're surprised, as you swallow dryly. Between the change in him physically and vocally, you felt a little sheepish.

"I-I... I want you.... t-to..." You gasped as you felt Sanemi's hot length grind against your bare cunt, his tip brushing your clit.

"Say it so I know you mean it." Sanemi says firmly. Though he was trying to save face, you could see the crack in his facade: he wanted NOTHING more right now than to make a family with you. And it was taking every ounce of restraint to not sheath himself inside you without confirmation.

You pleaded louder, practically begging him to cum inside of you, before a quick thrust disrupts your rambling. Sanemi, winded, repeats himself.

"A-Again... fuck, baby! Tell me what you want...!" You were practically wailing his name as your arms wrapped around his neck, holding on for dear life.

"K-Knock me up, 'Nemi!!!"

Repeated, heated mantras erupted from the both of you as Sanemi did as you pleaded. You'd be if you could stand tomorrow.

And neither of you could be happier.

Obanai

"N-Now now, you're getting too-- excited, Y/N," Obanai teases, his widened grin betraying himself. The both of you were fairly worked up, Obanai's tenacious thrusts making the two of you more than desperate for release. You braced your hands against the wall as you were claimed from behind, knees buckling.

" Hah-- you are too!" You choke back, a wanton trail of moans following your back talk.

" Ahh-- O-Oba...nai!!" The serpent pillar looks all too pleased, relishing the sounds that your voice and body made as he fucked you. But, it's what you said next that made his hips stutter to a halt.

"Mmm... inside...? Obanai, do you... w-want to cum inside?"

The man looming over you freezes, seemingly reeling from your question. How could you ask something so innocently, when that could hold so many joys and consequences behind it... It was enough to make his heart beat faster, his mouth hanging open silently.

You instinctively reached back, straining to grab a hand that tightened on the flesh of your ass. You smile back at him, head falling against the wall," I-It's okay... if we aren't ready for it..."

When Obanai pulls out, you're suddenly pulled backward, leaving you no time to whine or register what's happening. You're stumbling and stammering as you're dragged away towards Obanai's room. Your hastily moving partner, with flushed cheeks, hisses something quietly... but you don't sense any venom behind it... but more of a feverish, excitable energy.

"I-If I'm going to claim you like that-- I'm going to do it more properly."

Gyomei

Gyomei, though he was chasing the familiar feeling in his gut, was still so tender with you. He had let you be on top, allowing you to fully controll the situation (and how much you could handle).

Your head was tossed back in ecstacy, a quiet mantra of his name falling from your lips. From the way your skin glistened with sweat, to the way that tears were streaming down your own cheeks... he was totally enamored with the sight before him.

It wasn't until he felt you grasp one of his hands that he snapped back to reality. You guided his hand to the protrusion that his cock caused in your abdomen, smiling blissfully.

"D-Do you... would you... want to replace this bump... with a-another one?"

Gyomei's eyes widen, and instantly, tears start to flow more freely than before. He keeps his hand there, thrusting upwards gently as he takes over. You could barely think or hear as you hear a fond response.

"I-I want... nothing more!!! And I'll give it-- my everything, to you, Y/N!"

Giyuu

The raven haired Hashira was enjoying himself thoroughly, a hand placed on the top of your head to push you down just a tad more... You had taken his cock well so far; what's a little more?

You gurgled as you did your very best, knowing that Giyuu was going to approach his orgasm faster than you could keep up with. You tapped his thigh to let him know you needed air, and begrudgingly, he obliged, hand coming up to stroke himself.

"W-Wait, don't--! I want it... I want it somewhere else," you blurt out, taking your quiet-natured partner by surprise.

"Where do you need it, then?" Giyuu attempts to ask calmly, though a pleased groan breaks up his usual monotone.

You lean back, flat on your back, legs spreading," ...inside? A-And don't pull out this time... I want you... all of you... inside me."

For a moment, Giyuu's hand stills, as his face goes blank. And for a moment, you're sure that you've messed up, before Giyuu practically throws himself on top of you. He wordlessly aligns himself to your sopping, wet heat, looking to you with an intense, profound love.

"S-Sorry in advance-- too close," Giyuu grunts, before fully sheathing himself inside of you. You reel from shock, not expecting his cock to kiss your cervix so suddenly. The normally tender, sweet man was taking you like an animal... and honestly? You were more than okay with that.

And from the looks of it, he was going to take you over and over again, until he felt that you were entirely too full.

"Y-You'll be perfect-- you're so aahh-- ...'mazing!" Giyuu would praise between heavy pants," I-I'm going to make you a mother-- hah-- I-I'll make sure of it!"

[cybussy]

Little, Clueless Ayaka

ayaka is outside her brother's room, asking him if he had seen tohma, not knowing that the man she's been looking for is getting fucked by the said brother as they were speaking.

pairing: ayato x thoma (genshin impact)

genre: smut

warnings: semi-public sex, anal sex

ao3

finally getting around to posting my ao3 fics onto here. this was from 2021 before both of them were released so no info yet, purely headcanons. enjoy.

"brother? i hope i'm not being a bother but i just came to ask if you've seen tohma anywhere? i need him for training." ayaka knocked on ayato's room to ask for the whereabouts of a certain blonde, but the said brother wasn't responding at all.

"that's... unusual. brother usually answers immediately whenever i knock on his door.. has he gone back to sleep?" the girl wonders to herself, but decides to call out once more because she was hearing some sort of noise coming from the inside, and she does really need tohma for training.

meanwhile, the said brother was having a hard time keeping his and his partner's loud moans in check as to not get found out by his sister, hence his lack of response.

"h-hey, you need to answer ayaka now or she'll...aaah.. g-get suspicious.. hhnggh.." tohma told the other male, and ayato took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself down before answering his sister.

ayato gave a deep thrust and paused, finally answering ayaka, "ayaka? i haven't seen tohma at all, i'm sorry. have you asked the guards?"

ayaka who was waiting outside let out a sigh of relief as she was getting slightly worried about her brother's lack of response, "yes, they said tohma went somewhere around here so i was wondering if you saw him, turns out you didn't."

while the two kamisato heirs were talking, tohma was getting impatient, ayato paused their little sex session to talk with his sister after all. so the blonde decided to move his hips himself, if ayato doesn't want to do it.

"haahh.. please tell me she- hgghhn- left already.." tohma told ayato after taking initiative on switching positions, tohma now is sitting on ayato and is moving himself up to down on the said male's dick.

ayato struggled once again on keeping his moans down, seeing his lover look this irresistible while needing to stop himself from making loud noises because of secrecy is somewhat very painful for him. "s-she's.. aahhh t, tohma.. still there unfortunately mmhhm..."

wanting to just be able to be noisy already, tohma suggested, "tell her to- aahh- g-go ask the- aghhg.. the maids"

and ayato gladly obliged, "ayaka? have you- hggnh- asked the-dammit haahh.. the m, maids already?"

the still clueless ayaka wondered, have she? "no brother.. i-i do not think so.. i'll go ask them now, though. thank you so much for your help. hopefully i find tohma soon.."

thinking that ayaka already left, tohma started moving faster, "a, ayato aahh...uhhgh- haahh.. g-go on top again, yeah? mmmhh.."

after saying that, ayato happily switched their positions, him being on top of tohma. and even going as far as to spreading tohma's legs wider, effectively changing their positions into the mating press.

"a, haahh-! ayato?! why.. aahhnn so deep hnnggh..!" tohma moaned loudly under ayato, catching the ayaka who supposedly should've already left.

"brother?! is something wrong?? i heard you making a pained noise!"

the two men were caught surprised, but that didn't stop them from fucking each other's brains out, "ayaka? i, i'm fine but- mhmhn-! i-i just banged my toe, that's all!"

"a- hhnghh- ayato! hmnnghh s-slow down,,!" tohma quietly begged, but his pleas fell into deaf ears as ayato moved even faster.

an audible sigh came from the girl outside, "oh thank heavens. i accidentally dropped my fan somewhere and i had to look for it. i'm so glad you weren't injured brother. ah-! i have to go now for real, i really need to train."

the two men let out huge sighs as well, feeling like they were able to breathe once again, before ayato started moving faster and going deeper into tohma's insides.

tohma, feeling his orgasm come closer and closer with each second, could do nothing but moan, "haahhh- i, i'm close- hnggh!"

"hngh.. haahh- t, tohma- i'm coming as well- aahh.. c-can i come inside?"

tohma furiously nodded, feeling himself unable to utter anything other than moans, "aaahhh-! y, yeah- hgghhn- haahhnn..! i'm coming--"

tohma came after that, but ayato's orgasm wasn't there yet, he kept thrusting without giving the blonde any breaks.

shortly afterwards, ayato came inside tohma and he gave him a passionate kiss while riding out his high.

the two of them fell asleep after promising to apologize to the clueless ayaka. and that they did, after they woke. without giving any hints that they were doing something so shameless in the middle of the day, of course.

[worthlessteacherspet]

1/30

RAHH so. my fucking treadmill broke this morning AND I'm in a shit ton of pain. it took the nurse like three hours to even get me advil. so school starts with advisory and then I have a meeting with my therapist. and then finally math.

we spoke a little bit back and forth in math. I got to watch him eat, that's always fun (leave me and my weird kinks alone okay-) and he went to take his plethora of pills but dropped one and didn't notice. so I told him and he got it and was pretty thankful lol. then at the end of math we got talking about a few things like cash app and yeah I didn't talk too much but I got to stand next to him yay

lunch rolls around and its Thursday so we're short on staff so he wasn't able to go outside on the walk with me like normal so instead he just came to stand with me and asked to take a picture of me. we played around on his phone for a bit standing very close (touching arms. I could smell him. yeah I was quiet lol) and he was leaning on my desk over all a very good lunch. though he was talking a bit about his wife at the end and I was a little butthurt. we also spoke about my treadmill and possibly learning to fight!

bio sucked for a bit cus I'm in pain but once that was over it was PE we chatted a bit before class and then proceeded as normal with him playing games and me walking around with a nice eye full. same as always, I check him and my ex out while my friend checks out her own crush. I got some even better views than normal during the stretches and during the actual games at one point he bent over righhttt in front of me and fuuccckk

anywayyy lol ♡ on our way out he reminded me to get my sweatshirt and was like "ohh what would ya do without me" and I pretty genuinely told him I'd cry lmao. but I said it jokingly. he was like "nah I'm a forgettable guy" IT WAS SO HARD NOT TO TELL HIM HOW FUCKING UNFORGETTABLE HE IS. UHHGH.

[butterscotch-goat]

City trio?

sorry I was gonna answer this sooner but after listening to the song and being insane about it I got distracted and forgot ANYWAY

aouguhhrmmm. yeah. Yep

what am I even supposed to say man. yeah. yeag. UHhgh

hmmgnjrgh :(( yeahp. This is going in their playlist. minus one bajillion hp. Thanks len

[erinthedoll]

I'm back!

hiya! my name's erica, you could also call me erin or marzz! I've finally made a new acc on here after I lost access to my old one, @ericadrws

uh yeah thats all I wanted to say uhhgh byee!

[yourlocalsilly2763]

I am cringe but I am free

Omga Judy from Fred is that you (hc design since she’s never actually shown in the series I don’t think.. also I don’t really take It’s Fred! as canon.. she will always be a pretty scene girl to me)

^supposed to be Kevin.. I’ll probably give him a hat if I decide to fully design him later bc of

This from the Tater Haters music video (btw that song was referenced in a bfdia episode before that’s so kewl 🤯🤯 and the line that referenced it was said by tennis ball he’s so real for that)

uhhgh.. yeah

Poor Fred :(

[pretty-idol-hell]

Uhhgh yeah this has been bothering me too.

I guess they meant to put Mirei in her new team coord like Laala and then they just... didn't.

Wait. WAAAAIT.

That IS the new version of her SCR. I can see the locks on the knee bows. It was there ALL ALONG?

[leverage-ot3]

notable moments from The Beantown Bailout Job

leverage 2.01

(see link for a video on this episode that captured literally all of my reactions and will undoubtedly capture yours too)

Manager: You found that stolen Monet in Florence, saved your company a $25 million payout. That identity-theft case, you saved $15 million.

+

nate sees .00005 seconds of normal life and yeets the hell out

- - - - -

(The lobby is teaming with people when Nate walks in. A sign shows that Sophie is starring in The Sound of Music. He sees Parker at the ticket counter)

Parker: Picking up for one.

Ticket Agent: Last name?

Parker: Parker.

Ticket Agent: First name?

Parker: No. Just one name.

Ticket Agent: Great. I hope you enjoy it.

(Parker turns to see Nate across the room and smiles)

Hardison: Parker?

(Parker looks to her right to see Hardison. The sound of Eliot’s laughter from across the lobby draws Hardison’s attention)

Eliot (to women): All right. After the show, then. I'll see you.

(Eliot turns and sees the others. The all meet in the center of the lobby)

Nate: Eliot.

Parker: Nate.

Hardison: Parker.

Eliot: Hardison.

Eliot: So, how have you...

Nate: Good. Good. Great. You?

Eliot: Fantastic. Six months of traveling. Did a couple of big jobs.

Hardison: eah. Me, too. Great off time. Well, I bought an oxygen tank. Cool, nice.

Parker: Yeah, super. I've been really super, too.

Nate: Yeah, she didn't tell me that you guys would..

this is that dinner scene from shrek 2 right???

also, parker’s lil smile when she sees nate, hardison’s big smile when he sees parker + hardison says parker and eliot says hardison = ot3 acknowledging each other

- - - - -

Hardison: I didn't know you could sing.

Sophie: You know. Not as well as I act, but, yeah.

Hardison: Oh

- - - - -

Sophie: Uhhgh…

Hardison: Yeah, you know, I'm sure the reviews will be...

(Sophie hands Hardison her phone)

Hardison: …on the news website already.

Parker (grabs the phone): Really? Wow. "Never before has a production of 'The Sound Of Music' made me root for the Nazis. (Hardison gestures something like ‘WHY’ to Parker and she gestures something like ‘JDJSJSJ SORRY’ back)

POOR SOPHIE LMFAO

- - - - -

Sophie: No. No, no, no. Stop it. There is nothing you can say that's gonna make me feel better.

Parker: I know what could make you feel better. We should steal something.

Nate: No, no.

Sophie: Yes! We could do it together.

Eliot: I like this. Get right back up on the bike.

Parker: Bike of crime.

Nate: Didn't you earlier tell me how great your new lives were?

Parker: Yeah, well, I stole the Hope Diamond.

Nate: What?

Parker: (Everyone looks surprised. Eliot looks like he is going to say something.) And then I put it back. Yeah, 'cause I was bored. Didn't care.

Hardison: I spent three days hacking the white house e-mail. No buzz.

Nate: See?

Hardison: But we are doing some pretty hinky stuff in Pakistan. Hinky.

Sophie: Look, I'm miserable. They're miserable. (to Eliot) Okay, what have you been doing the last six months?

Eliot: I was in Pakistan. (Parker grins)

Hardison: You see what you did? You took the world's best criminals, hitter, hacker, grifter, thief, you took us, and you broke us.

Nate: No, no. I-I, what I did, I taught you how to help people. That's all.

Parker: Exactly.

Sophie: Yeah.

Eliot: This is the problem, with being the good guy. It gets under your skin.

Sophie: Look, Nate. You have to have some poor, little lost soul somewhere who needs a little extra-legal aid.

Nate: Look, we all agreed that we'd just move on.

Sophie: Yeah, but we're... We're thieves.

Nate: Not me. Look, it was great. It was fun. It was wonderful while it lasted, but I was drunk most of the time, to be honest with you. And I… A little crazy.

Eliot: Yeah, but you were good.

Parker: You were the best.

Hardison: We were the best.

Parker: Yeah.

Nate: Listen, really, I owe all of you. And I'm very proud of what we did. I-I really am. But I got my life back, and I intend to keep it that way. And I am not a thief. (stands up) It was great to see all of you. Good night. (leaves)

BIKE OF CRIME + also bruh let them have their found family, nate

- - - - -

(Nate enters the dim room and looks around. Behind him, the Thug opens the door and comes at him with a knife. Nate sees the reflection in a pot lid and turns to block the blow. Sophie comes in behind the Thug)

Sophie: Oi! Does your mother sew? (headbutts Thug) Stitch that.

(Thug runs out of the condo. Nate runs out after him, but Thug gets away. As he reenters the condo, Sophie hits him in the head with a cookie sheet and Nate falls to the floor)

Sophie: Ah! Bugger

she tried, your honor + her tough talk and then AH BUGGER

- - - - -

(the next morning, Nate wakes up on the couch to the sound of Parker eating. Parker is wearing a Nun’s habit, smiles and moves away. Sophie comes downstairs wearing Nate’s shirt)

Nate: That's my shirt.

Sophie: Yeah. I stayed the night to make sure you were okay. You what? But don't worry. I didn't look under your bed. I know that's where guys keep weird, kinky stuff.

Nate: There's nothing under my bed.

Parker (opens cupboard): This is all coffee.

Nate: Get out of there! (sees Hardison and Eliot at the table) What are you guys doing? (gets up) Come on, get out of here. Get all this stuff out of here. You're planning something. I know it. Come on. Get out of my house.

...

Hardison: Look, nobody else is gonna help that guy and his little girl. Okay, that's what we do. We help people. By the way, I compared Sophie's description of your attacker to the accident footage from the security camera.

(Hardison pushes a few buttons on the laptop and zooms in on the Thug’s face to begin a facial recognition search through various cameras in the area)

Hardison: Do you realize, on average, people are caught on security cameras 13 times a day? ATM cameras, traffic cameras. It's crazy, man, but we can track him. We can. Well, I lost him in this.

Eliot: Yeah, well, I found this empty briefcase belonging to a Matt Kerrigan at that intersection.

...

Eliot: Yeah, well, the problem is, these two cats went down to the safety deposit boxes.

Parker: Which is the only room in every bank, with absolutely no cameras.

Hardison: Which means we up, baby. (puts on a priest’s collar) They tried to kill Kerrigan for what was in the briefcase. We're gonna steal it back.

Eliot (laughs): She was dressed that way 'cause she's doing a con.

Nate: What, you thought she was dressed like a nun for no reason?

Eliot: It's Parker.

...

(Nate walks away)

Sophie (to Eliot): So, you going?

Eliot: I'm not going anywhere. The man has 700 sports channels.

Sophie: You want to see what he's got under his bed?

Eliot: N-no, I do not.

Sophie: Icky

- - - - -

(Parker opens her Bible to reveal a lock duplication kit with a depression in the plastic of the master key)

[Flashback]

(Parker takes the key from the Bank Manager’s pocket as Hardison talks, pressing the key into the form before replacing it into the Bank Manager’s pocket)

Hardison: And the children... The children thank you. They will send you a card just as soon as we buy them tiny pencils. And teach them how to spell. It's a two-step process, you see.

[Bank Vault]

Parker: Superglue and a heat-activated polymer to set it. Seven seconds, instant plastic key. (hands Hardison the Bible) Shake it.

Hardison: What?

Parker: Shake the bible.

Hardison: This is even more wrong.

(Hardison: takes the Bible and begins shaking it while Parker picks box 5076)

they’re so competent ugh

- - - - -

Hardison: I did look for you. For six months.

HE LOOKED FOR HER FOR SIX MONTHS

- - - - -

Parker: I think people are like locks. Really complicated and frustrating. But you can't force them. You have to take time and be fiddly.

Hardison: Fiddly?

Parker: You learn to be patient, and just wait until you hear the...

(the lock opens and the door swings wide)

- - - - -

(Hardison is sitting on the couch going through some paperwork and working on a laptop. Several boards have been set up with information about the case)

Nate: Now, this is not "gone." This is "more."

Hardison: Yeah, I, uh, I scanned the documents in Leary's box, but I wanted to print out a few pages.

Nate: I asked—I asked Eliot to get rid of this stuff. Now there's more stuff.

Hardison: Did you? Oh, we-we crossed, but didn't see each other. He didn't tell me.

Nate: Oh, that's how you're gonna play this?

Hardison: Oh, man. Look... (stands up and sniffs)

Nate: What?

Hardison: Is that... What is that aroma? That's that apple shampoo that's open.

Nate: You've been up in my shower, rummaging around?

Hardison: Man's in a strange bathroom, he's got a lot of time to kill... Nate, Nate, Nat-

I CANNOT

- - - - -

Nate: Grew up in the same neighborhood. The O'Hares are mobbed up. These are all mob businesses you're talking about here.

Hardison: Mob?

Nate: Where's Eliot?

Hardison: Oops.

Nate: What?

[Warehouse]

(Eliot is going through boxes when his phone rings. He answers)

Eliot: Yeah, Hardison. This is the third place I checked. It's all the same. What do you mean mob?

Thug: Hey!

(three men approach, one of them the Thug, who has his nose bandaged and is carrying a baseball bat)

Eliot: Oh, that mob. (hangs up)

hardison’s “whoops” followed by I HAVE TO WARN MY BOYFRIEND + in this episode we have eliot using a baseball bat as a weapon which is yet another piece in the continuation of eliot using things as weapons that are not supposed to be used as weapons

+ he apologizes to the guy that just had a nose job for beating him up and punching him in the nose he’s baby

- - - - -

(Nate opens the refrigerator to find it full of Hardison’s orange soda)

Nate: Seriously?

(Nate turns to see the island covered in food and dishes)

Nate: You know, guys, there is a dishwasher here.

Eliot: You're out of ice.

he literally can’t get rid of them + also I WONDER whose orange soda that is

- - - - -

parker robot dancing in the 80s jacket and looking DIRECTLY at eliot lmfao

- - - - -

Nate: What? Sophie, how do you catch mob guys?

Sophie: Ah, two glasses of Chianti and a story about my grandma in Sicily

- - - - -

Nate: Well, yeah. I mean, if you have a body in the trunk of your car, you're gonna drive under the speed limit, aren't you?

Parker: You know, when you're sober, your metaphors get creepier

- - - - -

eliot and parker sitting next to each other? cute

- - - - -

Hardison: Mr. Leary, I'm Detective Costello, with the Massachusetts State Police. This is Detective Costigan. I believe you met with our chief, Lieutenant Bonanno

more aliases to keep track of

- - - - -

Parker: We're investigating your colleague Matt Kerrigan's (air quotes) "car accident."

Leary: So you don't think it was an accident?

Hardison: Of course not. She did the finger thing. You got that. Everybody gets that.

Parker: Did I do it right?

Hardison: No. No. This guy just... (pulls picture from his pocket)

~ a few moments later ~

Parker: I did it right, didn't I?

Hardison: It was perfect.

Parker: I knew I did it right.

Hardison: It was beautiful execution. Absolutely.

Parker: Just like you taught me. I did it. (she smiles brightly)

Hardison: Yeah. Yeah, you did it. I like it. Yeah. (gives her a thumbs up)

SHES LEARNING IM SO PROUD OF HER

- - - - -

Eliot: Hey, this detonator - If I'm around the corner, is it still gonna be in range?

Hardison: Should be. I haven't worked out all the kinks yet. Sometimes the things just go off.

Eliot: Whoa, whoa, wait. Hey. I thought you said this thing was safe.

Hardison: Mostly. Mostly safe. I was very specific. Sometimes the frequencies get messed up.

Eliot: What frequencies, man? Huh? I got these things in my pants.

Hardison: Like, you know, a garage-door opener, a car alarm.

(a car alarm chirps then goes off, making Eliot jump. He moves away angrily)

Parker: What are the odds that Eliot's crotch will actually explode?

Eliot: Damn it, Hardison! (stalks off)

chaotic ot3

- - - - -

Sophie (shows passport): Annie Kroy.

O’Hare (grabs passport): Name's familiar.

Sophie: My family does business in North London with Terry Adams, and a couple of other organizations. We handle the money.

Nate (getting up): Yeah, see, what they do is they clean the money.

some people think that annie kroy is sophie’s true identity. I think, if anything, it would be her duchess alias but can you IMAGINE mob child sophie??? also, hi. im jackie and I wholeheartedly believe annie kroy has killed a man.

- - - - -

(Eliot is parked outside of the bank when Leary comes out, looking at files. Eliot hits a remote and the sound of gunfire fills the street as the squibs go off. People scream and Leary dives for cover. Eliot laughs and closes his window.)

chaotic eliot

- - - - -

Leary: And for that, the government hunts them down like dogs. People like me, we took billions from the banks. Billions. And what did the government do when they finally caught us? They wrote us a giant check and begged us to make it all better.

that’s disturbing

- - - - -

(Parker uses a taser on O’Hare and Hardison pulls up a recorder)

I think that was the first time parker tasered someone and we love to see it

- - - - -

Nate: So, how did you do it?

Eliot (gets up): Detonator, (holds up remote, reaches into his shirt and pulls out ketchup wrapper) ketchup.

Nate: Ah, the classics.

Sophie: Oh (hops happily), I love a good death scene

- - - - -

parker in a nun costume smelling money and saying “ahhhh” is certainly a mood

- - - - -

Leary: I was tricked. I was tricked. It wasn't me, you understand?

Bonanno: Somebody tricked you into bringing a briefcase full of evidence of your own crimes straight to the police? Come on, Mr. Leary. Nobody's that smart. Get him out of here

THEY ARE T H A T SMART

- - - - -

Zoe: Thank you. There are wolves in the world. But sometimes they're the good guys, I guess.

I didn’t like that whole metaphor because it felt kinda cliche but whatever, they ARE the good guys

+ bruh why is hardison wearing glasses??? him and eliot will sometimes wear them and honestly I don’t know who actually needs them and for what at this point ???

- - - - -

(Nate enters the condo to find that Hardison has installed five of six large monitors on the wall and is working on the last one)

Nate: Whoa, whoa. What are you doing there?

Hardison: I'm running this cat 5 cable to the--

Nate: Oh, no, no, no, no. You don't understand. No, I don't want to have these monitors in my apartment. No.

(Parker opens the door and walks in carrying a large painting)

Parker: Coming through!

Nate: No, these must go. What? No! Parker, no! Not that paint--I don't ever want to see that painting.

Parker: (shaking the painting as she talks in a funny voice) “Hi, I'm old Nate, and I live here, too."

Nate: You can't just break in here and start hanging--

Hardison: Oh, yeah, yeah. For repairs or renovation, your landlord has full access to your dwelling. It's in the lease.

Nate: What are you doing reading my lease?

Hardison: I bought the building.

Nate: You bought the... You're my landlord?

Hardison: Yeah. (holds his hand out for a fistbump) Yeah.

(Nate looks away, then hears the sound of a chain saw. He turns to see the end of a chain saw come through the wall)

Nate: No, no! No! No!

(Part of the wall falls to reveal Eliot holding the chainsaw and grinning. Nate coughs and both Parker and Hardison put their arms around him)

CHAOTIC OT3 + THEIR TIRED DAD

[just-a-quirkless-loser]

In A World of Grey🎶🎼

Chapter One

Grey:

Adj: A color intermediate between black and white

Adj: Pale, as through tiredness, age, or illness

‘Didn’t even notice, no punches there to roll with.’

Grey raced down the sidewalk, popping her hips to the music in her ears, grey hair swinging around her hips. She knew she should’ve left the house earlier but, the music was so distracting.

As always, Grey danced to the beat that no one else could hear. A few people sent her dirty looks but, she was too focused on the voice. Today was the day she was going to take the entrance exam for U.A., a prestigious high school for aspiring heroes. She’s dreamed of being a hero for so long and this is her chance to make this a reality. As long as she’s alive her dream of being “Musicality”, a pro hero of sound, will be achieved.

Her breath caught in her throat as she stared up at the entrance of U.A., a few happy tears pooing in her light grey eyes. Grey walked through the entrance, looking around in awe at all the students that came. Some had mutation quirks while others appeared to be normal teenagers.

‘You’ve got to keep me focused, You want it? Say so.’

‘It’s so inspirational,’ she fawns at the lyrics. While a lot of people would hate to have music constantly buzzing, it makes Grey feel happy, almost like she’s never alone. Plus, it’s good for her quirk!

“Get out of my fucking way, extra,” she was pushed to the side by a boy with blonde spiky hair. His fists were bunched at his side as he kept going, leaving the girl to wonder what his face looked like.

“Sorry for being in the way,” she smiles brightly, waving at his back. He seems to go rigid for a second before he continues on his path to the school’s front.

Time seems to blur for Grey because one moment she’s standing outside and the next she’s inside a large auditorium sitting at a desk with a pamphlet as she stared at the pro hero known as Present Mic. She wonders if she’d ever get to train with him, wondering if her quirk can be affected by pitches of voice.

‘It’s been a long time since you, fell in love.’

“...ALSO, THAT GIRL KEEPS HUMMING! IT’S DISTRACTING AND DISRESPECTFUL TO THIS HERO,” Grey came out of a small stupor to hundreds of eyes staring at her. She cocked her head to the side, a lip stuck out to form a pout.

“Sorry,” the shouting boy, she would come to know as Iida, tensed the same way the blonde did earlier. It was almost like he could feel how sorry she was and that made him feel like a monster for yelling at the sweet girl. Before he could apologize, Present Mic asked him to sit down so he could continue with the directions for the exam.

“OKAAYYY LISTENERS! DO YOU BEST,” she looks around as people start to leave the auditorium. She giggles when Present Mic seems to get louder; a fellow enthusiastic spirit was found that day.

“Little listener, what are you still sitting there for for?” Grey waited till everyone cleared out. She was reading over the exam information since she hadn’t heard any of Present Mic’s speech. “Were you the one doing the humming? Great tone by the way but wrong place, mini missy.”

“Sorry,” she’s been saying that word a lot lately; it’s becoming her favorite. “My quirk distracts me alot but, that’s okay! I can do this! Heroes always have to adapt so this must be another step for me,” she sprinted out as she was saying her impassioned blurb. “And GREAT SPEECH...well, I wouldn’t know but I bet it was good. BYYYYE.”

Present Mic watched the girl retreat, entranced by her words and adorable presence. “I’ll be watching out for that one.”

Grey manages to make her way to her designated, her peers already ready as they face in to the fake city scene the school prepared. She didn’t know if her quirk would work on the robots but, she sure as hell was going to try.

She could still feel the music flowing through her brain; the melody had repeated so many times she now had it memorized. This was her chance to prove herself. Now, she just had to find the robots.

“Helpppp,” well that was quick! She followed the wailing voice to find a short, brown-haired girl surrounded by three of the robots. It looked like the robots were closing in quick so, she had to act fast.

‘What if it doesn’t work on the robots?!?! I could get her killed and eaten...well not eaten but killed for sure. Uhhgh no no no, I can’t think this way. I’m going to help,’ Grey runs up behind one of the robots, preparing to use her quirk.

“And we can dance all day around it, if you frontin’, I’ll be bouncing,” Grey starts busting out her funky fresh moves while she sings, the lyrics pushed to the surface of the robots. The girl in trouble notices how as she dances and sings, the robots try to copy her moves, only for them to topple over as she continues to dance and sing, having too much fun to notice how it affects the other robots.

“If you want it, scream it. Shout it, babe. Before I leave you dryyy,” Grey bops to her sound, her round hips swaying in circles, her arms in the air as she gyrates to a rhythm unknown to them all. Consequently, the girl gnaws the attention of some robots (a couple which were almost destroyed by her peers before she caught their attention), the robots trying to copy her but short-circuiting from the high energy that radiated from her, leaving the teachers that were watching the exam baffled.

Grey continues her escapade of dancing, not even noticing as the same girl she saved earlier was being saved by a green-haired boy with cute freckles that almost destroyed his entire body.

The boy smashed the top of the robot, leaving it to topple forward, moments away from crushing both of the students.

“Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment. I’d let you had I known it, why don’t you say so?” the robot freezes midfall, stuck in that position. Why? How? Well, it was all because of Grey shimmying her way up the robots back, eyes closed as she still was unaware of the sheer pressure she gave off. Her eyes were closed and her tongue was lolled out the side of her mouth as she smiled.

“Didn’t even notice, no punches there to roll with. You got to keep me focused, you want me? Say so,” by now? She was on its head, doing an 80’s American disco move as she stomped on its head to the beat of the song. She was stomping so hard, a hole caved in from her foot, the robot falling to its side.

Grey stumbled as the robot fell to the ground, not really knowing what had happened. All she knew was that everyone was staring at her and a robot was shaking its metaphorical ass behind her.

“Hehe, uhh, sorry?”

Meanwhile, the teachers didn’t know what to say. Grey literally danced all over the robot’s ass while still keeping an aura of goofiness. What in the fuck? Why in the fuck did they just witness?

“Mini Missy, definitely didn’t expect that.”

***

‘I know I fucked up, I’m just a loser.’

Grey was antsy for the arrival of the acceptance letter from U.A. It seemed like she already knew she would attend the school yet, she didn’t stop worrying over the facts.

Her eyes strained up to the ceiling, staring at nothing in particular, just listening to the music. She mumbled the lyrics out loud for the universe to hear. It was a song she created herself.

At first, Grey was hesitant to make her own music, scared that she could hurt someone. But, she figured she may as well if she even considered going to the school of her dreams. The song was upbeat yet, the lyrics echoed her somber thoughts.

Yes, she was lonely. Her father had jumped at the opportunity to ship her off to Japan once she told him that she wanted to attend the same high school that Present Mic taught at. She needed help controlling her quirk and he was the only option other than her father that she could think of to help her.

Her relationship with her father had been strained for a long time, both of them never acknowledging what had happened. He tried to be there for her but, the combined tasks of being a hero and dealing with his own emotional baggage proved to be too strenuous for the man.

For the most part, Grey was content with living by herself. She wasn’t happy (then again, she hadn’t really been happy for a long time) but, she wasn’t upset. Although, being alone took a toll on her she often forgot to eat when she got too wrapped up in the music. Sometimes, the music wasn’t pleasant, inducing nightmares that kept her in a coma-like state for hours. She’d scream at what the sounds suggested, trapped in her mind. Blood would pool in her mouth. So, yeah, it would be nice to have someone around to care for her when that happened.

‘Shouldn’t be with ya, guess I’m a quitter.’

This was one of those times. As much as she loved the music, she couldn’t deny the price it took from her. Immobilized by something she couldn’t see, forced to feel what the music chose for her to hear.

As for friends, Grey didn’t have any.

As for family, Grey didn’t have any.

As for emotional support, Grey didn’t have any.

All she had was herself and she had learned to be happy with that; she learned it’s easier to accept the facts rather than deny them.

Eventually, the music dulled from a lion’s roar to a kitten’s mewl but, Grey didn’t move. Her own blood was choking her yet, it felt like a normal suffocating feeling. It seemed into her clothes m, sticking to her skin and assaulting her senses with a copper smell.

‘Now I’m in the bathroom crying, think I’m slowly sinking.’

KNOCK KNOCK

Grey got up to answer her front door and came face to face with the mailman. She probably should’ve tried to clean the blood from her face though.

“M-Ma’am, are you okay? Where are you bleeding from? Do you need an ambulance?” the mailman reached out to touch her. It felt good to be touched.

“Ohhhh, this looks worse than what it is,” she giggled. “I’m actually great. My quirk kinda does this from time to time! I still gotta control it. Sorry for scaring you,” she scratches the back of her neck, sheepishly grinning.

The mailman tensed as many people do when they encounter her, not really knowing what to do as the girl dazzled him. He kinda just pushed the envelope into her hands and dashed to the elevator with a red face.

‘Maybe he’s constipated,’ she thought as she closed the door.

This was it; the moment she finds out if she’s going to get the help she needs to be the hero she’s dreamt of.

“MINIIII MISSSSY, IT’S ME, PRESENT MIC. IM JUST GONNA SAY, you’ve got some moves and that voice,” hologram Mic does a chef kiss and gives her a Cheshire grin. “MUAHHH, DELICIOSO. THERE’S NO QUESTION YOU’RE DEFINITELY ACCEPTED. Between the rescue and attack points, you’ve scored 98 points!!! Some of them weren’t counted, seeing as you stole some points from others but, STILL THATS A LOT. I LOOK FORWARD TO MEETING YOU. PEACE OUT, MINI MISSY,” she blinked.

“Huuhahwhuahh,” Grey kept staring at the hologram, still not believing what he said.

Seeing as Grey couldn’t even remember what happened during the exam, she didn’t think she did good. Apparently, music once again comes to her aid.

She decides to call her dad, hoping that he’ll answer for once. The first call, he doesn’t answer; he never answers the first time. The second call, he doesn’t answer; she expects that. But, the third call, he actually picks up.

“Hello, Grey. Is something wrong?” Her mouth dries. Hearing his voice makes her throat scrunch, her tear ducts getting ready for the flood. “Grey, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Nothing at all. I just wanted to tell you I got accepted to U.A.,” she fiddles with the carpet at her feet. “I got 98 points on the exam too although, I did kinda daze out so I don’t remember much.”

“That’s good but, you need to stop blanking out. You need to be more considerate of the safety of other,” what about her? “Hopefully, you can get control of it. Listen, I have to go. I have a mission so, I won’t be answering my phone for a while.”

“WAIT...how is she?”

“She’s fine,” he hangs up.

She stared at the floor, music coming back. The phone’s still in her hand as she drops her arms to her side. She just stands there.

‘While you’re out there drinking, I’m just here thinking, bout where we shoulda been. I’ve been lonely.’

***

‘Snogglefuck, music always has to make me late,’ Grey was running down the sidewalk to U.A., dodging the reporters that stood at the entrance. It’s bad enough she can’t stay in to dance so there’s no way she wants to deal with those paid vultures.

‘Don’t we look good together, there’s a reason why they watch us all night long.’

‘Well, there shouldn’t be any harm in a little bit of music,’ she thinks as she shuffled side to side. Oh, poor adorable dancing bean.

She kinda loses track of time, somewhat aware of the world around her but still, shaking her body. She’s bumbled into a few people that give her a few dirty looks (in their defense, she is dancing with no music or humming) but, that doesn’t deter her from walking into Class 1-B, mistaking it for 1-A.

“Missy, wrong class,” Vlad tries to tell her but, she really isn’t listening. “Aizawa’s gonna have his work cut out with this one,” he corrects his mistake by gently grabbing her and placing her at 1-A’s door. He goes to walk off but sees she’s once again dancing towards his class.

“Aizawa, she’s dancing and she keeps trying to follow me back to my class,” Vlad’s tone may be gruff but, he’s amused. He has to nudge her into her assigned class, all while observing that her dancing is increasing in energy. In all his career, he’s never wanted to dance as much as he did then. “Get your little idol.”

“I APOLOGIZE FOR MY CLASSMATE’S MISTAKE. WE HAVEN’T SEEN OUR SENSEI YET. PLEASE EXCUSE HER,” the same boy that reprimanded her at the entrance exams is bowing before the two of them. Vlad just grunts, sporting Aizawa’s sleeping bag underneath his desk but chose not to mention it.

“Just keep her on track,” he turns and ruffles her hair which pulls her out of her trance. “Don’t go dancing off alone before we have to call a search party.”

Grey blushes once she understands that music once again blurred her. But, you can’t really blame her. It’s so catchy!

“Gahhh sorry,” she bows to Vlad and Iida. “The music is awesome though. I’m sure you’d throw it back to the song if you could hear it. Then again, it’s in my head so it’s not like you can unless I made it but, still it’s good. You know I-I’m just gonna go find my seat,” she scurries off.

“What’s your name,” Iida asks. Vlad left him in charge of watching her for the time being and he intends to watch like a hawk.

“Keenum Grey, yeah I see the look on your face. I’m American,” she twirls, not really for Iida but to the beat again. She’s trying to fight the urge.

“YOU OVER THERE WITH YOUR FEET ON THE DESK, REMOVE THEM,” and Iida’s back to yelling. She notes that his yelling isn’t really to be rude so, she’s knows it isn’t bad. “And Keenum-san, I apologize for yelling at you. I didn’t stop to think the humming was for your quirk. It was amazing how you fought those robots and I have noted you to be a worthy rival.”

“Huah? Rival? I didn’t even do anything,” she pouts and stalks over to her desk, slamming her head into it which effectively drives away the music.

‘Why is a saggy banana on the floor?’ she thinks of getting up to kick it. ‘Noooo, don’t do it. What if it moves? I’m not prepared for that possibility. But, I’m curious...I’m gonna do it.’

“Cutie?!” a hand waves around her face to catch her attention. “Are you ignoring me? Aw c’mon, I haven’t even done anything...yet!”

Grey turns to looks at a boy with honey blonde yellow hair, a fringe in the front with a lightning bolt design. His yellow eyes dance with mischief and it makes the music loud once again.

“Oh! No, sorry! I daze out sometimes but hai,” she waves as she sticks her tongue out for her signature greeting (she knows it’s not proper but since she literally shakes her ass every ten minutes, she might as well do what she wants). “I’m Keenum Grey. I look forward to being friends.”

“Kaminari Denki. Oh my god, you really are cute. You have a music quirk, right? Wanna be my songbird?” she bursts out laughing, making a few people around the two laugh as well. “Woooah, you can control emotions too.”

“Kaminari, you’re hogging her,” a boy with three purple balls for hair pops up on her side. He’s playing with a piece of her hair.

“You must like Dutch braids?...Aren’t they just dutchtecular?” Grey says it with such a straight face that Kaminari tries so hard not too snort. “C’mon, you like em. You wanna dutch with the dutch! Kaminari, you know you wanna laugh at the pun. Succumb to the laughter,” she waggles her brows.

“That’s not the only thing I like,” Mineta’s Hans grazed Grey’s exposes thigh.

“Did-DID YOU JUST TOUCH MY aSsEtS?” Grey gasps. Kaminari sounding like a dying whale beside her. Mineta eases away when Iida comes up to her desk, eyes narrowing in on the boy who tried to touch the innocent girl.

“Are you okay?” He asks her to which she nods. “Good, YOU CAN’T TOUCH WOMEN LIKE THAT.”

“I could’ve handled him. I was gonna yeet him out the window,” a determined look crossed her face as she smashed a fist to her hand. Iida gives her an exasperated look. “Hey, it’s yeet or be yeeted in this world. And, he was empty.”

At this point, Kaminari and another boy with black hair and unique elbows were cracking up. Hell, most people in the class had found the girl entertaining. The class had been somewhat quiet (other than Iida’s yelling or Bakugou’s yelling) before she showed up.

‘When I walk in with you, I watch the whole room change. Shut the shit down on sight, that’s right. We out here dripping in finesse.’

Grey hit her head down on the desk to drive the music away.

“Hey, hey, don’t do that. It’s dangerous,” the black haired boy told her. “Also, I’m Hanta Sero. Nice to meet you.” Grey decided that she liked his smile.

“Keenum Grey! And, sorry, I kinda gotta do it or the whole class may be dancing if I don’t,” that got the attention of the two you were sitting beside.

“I ain’t dancing to shit,” the blonde with spiky hair said. Grey can finally see his face m (there’s no way she could forget hair like that). His carmine eyes make his face seem even harsher but, they don’t hold the same malice as his voice would suggest.

“That’s what she said,” Grey high-fives Kaminari. “But, who are you? I bumped into you at the entrance exam.”

“Bakugou Katsuki; not that it should matter to you, shitty girl. I’m going to be the best,” she nods her head.

“You must be really strong. I hope you’re able to be the best,” the people in the room go steel. She’s so heartfelt and wholesome that they all want to give her head pats. Hell, even Bakugou can tell she’s being sincere.

“Tch, whatever, shitty girl,” he turns to look out the window to hide his soft eyes.

“That was manly,” the redhead behind Bakugou says. His teeth are sharp and remind her of shark teeth, making her want to touch them to see if they’d hurt her. He had red eyes too but his are a bit happier than Bakugou’s.

‘Why is everyone so good looking? And fit? It’s like being surrounded by webtoons!’ Grey thinks to herself. She’s fits as well but she’s always had a thicker frame with wide hips, making her an hourglass shape.

“...WHY THE FUCK IS HE HERE,” and she oops. She hears Bakugou yelling at a greenette that walked through the door. This is when the banana starts to move, drawing a scream from Grey.

“IT’S MOVING!!! SOMEONE PEEL IT, PLEEEEASE. IT’S GONNA...ohh wait, it’s a sleeping bag. False alarm,” Aizawa facepalms. This girl reminds his mmm of Yamada.

“EVERYONE. IN YOUR SEATS,” he proceeds to tell them not to only focus on making friends and that’s he’s going to test them. Grey, however, it too busy chilling with finesse in her brain.

“Whoever comes last, gets expelled,” gasps ring around her and she nods. Now is the time to prove herself. She’ll show everyone she’s a force to look out for. Now, she just has to ignore the jamfest in her heart.

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I’m really excited for this new series😁

Chapter Soundtrack: Say So by Doja Cat, SupaLonely by Benee, Finesse by Bruno Mars ft. Cardi B

@sinclairsamess @sakurashortstack

[xxmadsxoxo]

How to get on Santa’s nice list.

{Part Five}

Pairing: Buck Barnes x Reader

Pre warning: Fluff, Fluff, and some more fluff

Warnings: Swearing, Bucky, a small bit of masturbation but nothing too detailed, and probably bad punctuation because I’m using my phone.

Summary: you moved in with your best friends apartment around 3 years ago, and found out she has one hot neighbor. Only problem is he is a huge smart mouth, and he always has jokes. Worst thing of all is he is a huge flirt, the boy could make your face warm up with a look. One day he gave you a snarky comment (to no surprise.) but you decided in spirit of the holiday to challenge him. No, smart mouth, or dirty jokes for the rest of November lets see if he can get on Santa’s nice list.

This is for (@lovelynemesis) Sam’s rockin’ around the Christmas tree writing challenge!

Parts One, Two, Three, and Four.

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Day 4

Bucky has become way too good at keeping his snarkiness locked away. I’m beginning to worry that he’ll win, and if he wins I’ll have to dance half naked in front of him. Which is terrifying, because just sleeping next to him drove me nuts.

The morning after

The sun shines through his window, and I struggle to open my eyes. Being as cozy as ever wrapped up in his big comforter, and his body heat next to me. It was such a nice feeling, I wish it could happen over and over again. He stayed a good distance away through the night, which worries me a bit. Maybe my hair doesn’t smell good, or maybe he just doesn’t wanna take it to far. Who knows? I hear him groan, and feel him shuffle around behind me.

His rough and husky voice from just waking up is all I ever wanna hear. “Morning doll, or good afternoon. I have no clue what time it is.” He is such a dork.

I chuckle a bit before answering. “It’s 10.”

“Ah, okay so I was right the first time.” I roll over to face him, and the sight is perfect. His bed head is the best, I just wanna mess with it. He’s so relaxed, and calm. It’s definitely a new side of him, that I haven’t seen. I mean yeah I’ve seen him sleep on our couch, but he never looked this relaxed. “Well I better go get dressed, I’ve got plenty to do today.” Buck opens his eyes and looks over to me as I sit up. “What do you have to do today?” I grab my water bottle and keys, as I stand up. “Oh, well I’m going to see if tony would be willing to hire me for something, hell anything.” Bucky sits up and brushed his hair back. “Well he’s been looking for an assistiant recently, maybe you could do that.” I smile and walk towards the door. “Yeah maybe that could work, if he’d take me of course.” I open the door before waving goodbye. “I’ll see you later buck.” He waves back. “See ya doll, good luck.”

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Today 11:26am

I hadn’t seen him when I got back yesterday, so it was easy for him to pass through the day. I am going to dedicate the day with the boy, because I need to win. I miss going to clubs, I miss the music and the people. It was the only way to escape the time of year, but now it’s been ripped from me by Natasha. This has to go right.

1:34pm

“Hey Nat, wanna come with me and Bucky to get late lunch?”

She keeps her eyes on her book as she answers. “Eh, I’m good I had a sandwich not long ago.” I grab my keys and smile. “Alrighty well we won’t be long.” I open the door walking out as she says “Okay.” I close the door, and walk into buckys apartment. “Hey buck!” I don’t hear a response for a bit, which means he must be showering. I walk to his bathroom door about to knock before I hear a faint….moan? No it couldn’t be. I go to know again before I hear it louder “uhhgh, Jesus doll you’re so good to me.” I cover my mouth and try not to freak out. I just quickly run to his living room and wait for him there. He comes out not 20 minutes later in sweats, running a towel through his hair. He sees me on his couch, and looks confused. “Hey y/n/n, How long you even out here?” I look at him with a smile. “Not too long, just was gonna see if you wanted to get a late lunch.” He throws the towel over a dining chair as he reply’s “Sure doll where were you thinking of eating?” The nickname can never be thought of the same. “I was gonna ask you where we should go.” He nods and smiles at me. “Alright let me get dressed and we can catch a cab.”

2:03pm

I am becoming more, and more attracted to him each day we spend together. Which is crazy! I mean I know I just heard him jacking off, but who’s to say he was thinking of me? God I hope he was thinking of me. I like him, he’s a good guy. Why did I start this bet? Because now I like him more than I did before, and if he wins I have to get nak-

“That okay with you doll?”

I look at Bucky for an answer as to what he was talking about, is what okay with me? Was I thinking so much that I heard none of what he said??

“What?”

“Is Isabell’s okay with you?”

“Oh, yeah that’s fine!”

Isabell’s is an amazing hidden little resturaunt, that isn’t exactly a restaurant it’s more of a cafe. It’s my favorite place to eat, and it my favorite place to get hot tea before I start my day. Damn it how did he know of my favorite place? Is he stalking me? I know I’ve never talked about Isabell’s in front of him before. Bucky notices my distance from him, and squeezes my wrist lightly to get my attention. I hum “Hmm? What’s up?” He smiles and hold my hand. “You seem to be somewhere else right now Hun, are you alright?” I smile back reassuringly. “Yeah I’m Good buck, just thinking about the new job.” The cab driver stops and puts it in park. “Thank you sir” Bucky pays him, and we both get out of the cab.

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We finally get our food, and our drinks. Bucky has talked about the wiring and, what he know about the works of his metal arm. It’s been great to learn more about it, and it’s actually kept me calm. By the time he’s halfway through his burger, he looks up at me chewing before he mumbles out something. “Mmso..” I chew on my fry waiting for him to continue. he swallows quickly. “What’s tony having you do?” I set the half eaten fry down, and pick up my cup. “Well he’s having me keep his files in order the first couple weeks, then I’m goin to basically be his waitress.” I take a few sips of my iced tea. “Oh okay, that’s kind of odd.” I set my cup down and tilt my head “What’s odd about it?” He sips his coke before answering. “Well I thought you’d wanna do something different.” I chuckle a bit. “When I was about 15 I dreamt of owning a bar of all things. It didn’t exactly pan out considering I got kicked out of everything. School, my house, and every job ever.” I shake my head looking at my food. “This is gonna be the best job of my life, Hell I’ve even got a good place to stay. I’d say life is going as good as ever.” Bucky sets his burger down once again swallowing what he chewed. “Well alright, if it’s good enough for you.” I nod. “It really is.” I pick up two fries at once before asking “What were your dreams?” I shove the fries in my mouth waiting for his answer. “Well I wanted to become a scientist.” I look up curious for more. “I don’t know why, but it really sparked my interest. By the time I could even start my dream, I got drafted.” He half smiles and eats more of his burger waiting for my thoughts. Except I have no thoughts, because what do you say to that. Well I’m sorry you never got the chance to live out your dream, all because you got drafted. Now your 75 or so years into the future, with a metal arm? Like honestly what should I say? “Well maybe its for the best, you know?” Oh he spoke for me. “Yeah maybe.”

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3:56pm

Walking into his apartment with Christmas presents, he runs them to his room. He says I can’t see them because some of them are for me. While we were out I got Nat some more hair products. Bucky comes back and grabs a couple water bottles tossing one to me, I catch it and set it on the coffee table to take off my coat. “Can we watch friends?” Bucky smiles chucking his coat onto the arm chair. “Sure doll.” I toss my coat on top of his before sitting next to him. “Awesome!”

6:07pm

Bucky ended up laying his head in my lap comfortably, just so he could nap. Let me tell you I’m 100% tempted to play with his hair. He moans and re-adjusts his head and his pants. I can’t help but look, and if course I’m regretting looking because now I can’t stop. I look back to the tv hoping Joey will distract me. Bucky starts mumbling in his sleep, and I can’t do it. I shake him attempting to wake him. “Hmmmmm? What?” I move my legs a bit. “My legs are falling asleep Mr. Barnes wake up.” He sits up slowly, groaning with his eyes still closed. “You haven’t watched any of this with me.” He looks at me with a sleepy smile “I don’t watch tv much doll, it’s not my thing.” I nod. “Oh okay, than it’s perfectly fine.” He nudges me with his elbow. “Oh come on don’t be mad sugar.” I roll my eyes. “I just remembered no nicknames Barnes.” He groans “Oh come on it’s not the same as me flirting and all.” I give him a stern look. “You’ve let doll slide all this time, but once sugar came out you’re mad?” I scoff “You call anyone doll.” He sits on the edge of the couch and shakes his head “No I don’t, I only call you doll.” My eyes blow wide in realization, and buck gives me a confused look. “I’ve gotta go, I’ve got papers to finish for work.” Buckys stands as I do. “Wait, what just happened?” “Nothing, just realized I have stuff to do before bed.” He grabs my coat and hands it to me. “Well alright, good luck. Don’t forget Nat’s gift.” I smile taking my coat, and grabbing the rest of my things. “Thanks for having lunch with me Bucky, see you later.”

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Maybe it was a bit too much to walk out like that, but my mind was running with crazy thoughts. You heard him right? He only calls me doll, and when I heard him in the shower the one nickname he called out was doll. I don’t exactly know how to handle this, do I tell him I heard him? Or that I have feelings for him growing stronger? No, I can’t I have to keep this in line. I finally have something going for me, and I’m not gonna screw it up because of my feelings.

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9:25pm

I finally finished all the work tony gave me to start with, and I had time to make dinner too. Now I’m laying in my room listening to old music from the 20s or so, and I don’t know why but it calms me. Helps me think better too. Nat kept to herself all day, so maybe an upcoming mission has occupied her thoughts. I won’t bug her about it, I know when she needs her space. Let’s hope work goes well tomorrow. I shut off my lamp, and try to sleep.

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10:23am

Tony had me skip filing because, F.R.I.D.A.Y helped him do it last night. He’s having me get him coffee as we speak, luckily I don’t have to go too far. His kitchen in the tower is only 1 floor down from the conference room. I finally make it back to the conference room with his coffee, and set it on a coaster. “There you go.” Tony picks it up while still reading his papers. “Thanks Hun.” I stand with my hands behind my back, waiting for any other requests. He looks up at me with a small smile. “We’re going to have a conference meeting around 11:00, so if you could stick around make sure everyone has everything to stay content.” I smile and nod understanding. “That would be great but, I’d also love if you could help me with something in the lab before hand.”

“Oh Mr. Stark, I’m not exactly qualified for anything in the lab.” I try to explain.

“It’s nothing too serious, just need a hand with a small project. You don’t need to be a rocket scientist, I promise.” He smiles and sips on his coffee.

“Okay, well until then I’ll sit here.” I pull a chair to sit beside him. I scroll through my phone waiting for things to do. It’s going to be a long morning, and it’s only 10.

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[karasflowers]

oh god oh yeah he asked people for nudes didnt he UHHGH

i mean IN MY OPINION the whole “projared has gone fucking insane on tumblr and keeps posting porn and provocative pics of himself in sailor moon cosplay even tho lots of his fans are kids” thing shouldve like been a warning that he was maybe not the best minded guy when it comes to sex

[sayakuro-remade]

💔💇💭🚫🏠👀

💔 Heartbreaking memory?

uhhgh i remember finally telling sayaka everything ahaha in painstaking detail!! funn 💇 Do you look like any of your kins?

uhhh i guess ii kinda maybe look like historia?? i guessss but idk not really

💭 Ever had a memory in the form of a dream?

yeah!! a few i think!!!

🚫 What topics do you disagree with regarding kin?

uhhh next question

🏠 Do you miss home?

yeahh i miss some of em,,like i miss echo creek a lot that place was great,,

👀 Have you ever seen a kintype and just though suddenly, “that’s me?”

OH GOD YEAH before i watched dr3 i watched the uh dub compilation video and wwhen i watched the scenes with mukuro i was like “oh shit no”

[wanted-to-do-more]

Barry pressed his hand hard into her hip, still unaware of Cisco and Wally as he thrusted. Until Luciana informed him that they had been caught. He bit back a groan, pulling out, and panted, crouching over her. The Speedster laid down on the bed next to her, groaning. "Uhhgh." He complained.

He sped off, the sound of the shower, and then he returned, fully dressed in a STAR Labs track suit. He kissed her cheek. "Go shower. I'll make breakfast...and... apologize to Wally and Cisco." He sped away again and there was a hangar on the back of the door with clothes for her.

Barry walked into the living room, stopping shirt of the couch where Wally and Cisco sat. Wally stared straight ahead, with a look of horror on his face, and Cisco was rubbing his eyes with his palms, groaning. Barry sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Uh, hey guys." He said. Wally flinched, but didn't acknowledge him. Cisco slowly lifted his gaze to look at Barry.

"We should have called." Cisco admitted.

Barry chuckled. "Yeah, you shoulda." He agreed. He glanced over at Wally.

"I think you broke Wally." Cisco commented.

"I just wanted some pancakes..." Wally whimpered.

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