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lanadelreyscokewhor3 · 5 months ago

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COOL FOR THE SUMMER- L. HOWLETT

pairing: older! dads best friend! logan x fem! reader

word count: 3.7k

summary: your dad urges you to come back home for the week he has all his college buddies back, and eagerly you agree because it means you get to see your crush, and your fathers best friend- logan howlett. little does anyone know your goal: to get logan to fall for you as hard as you've fallen for him

warnings: FINGERINGGG!, squirting, heavy praise kink, heavy size kink, innocence kink, daddy kink, manhandling, pet names, age gap (reader is 27, logan is mid/ late 40s), teasing, swearing, drugs and alcohol used, mentions of voyeurism

"i just wanna play with you too/ even if they judge, fuck it, i'll do the time, i just wanna have some fun with you/ got my mind on your body and your body on my mind/ got a taste for the cherry, i just need to take a bite/ don't tell your father, kiss one another-die for each other/ we're cool for the summer"- cool for the summer, demi lovato

It had been years since you had seen Logan Howlett.

And yet, when his eyes met yours- it was like he had never left.

The same gooey, sticky and sappy honey like feeling churned in your stomach when you saw him, making you feel all warm and giddy. You felt like ice cream melting under his heated gaze, just like the soft serve that was dripping down your fingers as you eyed him up from under your little heart shaped sunglasses.

It was hot today, the July heat showing you no mercy.

It had taken countless hours of whining, practically begging someone in the house to go with you to get ice cream.

It was fully packed this week, your dad doing his annual hosting with all his old college buddies- where they’d all drink beer and smoke by the firepit at night, and shoot darts during the day.

He had invited you home for the week too, to hang out with your mom and “keep her company” (whatever that meant), and she had left you for her bed and a bottle of wine.

You didn't blame her.

But it was 3pm, it was so hot you had your head in the freezer.

There was no ice cream to be found, even when you had pleaded with your dad for the keys to the car- and he had insisted there was some already at home.

What a little liar.

After countless pleads and begs, you had finally gotten his closest friend's attention- Logan.

You had always had a schoolgirl-like crush on the older man, it was deemed impossible not to. Everything about him was just so… manly.

Primal and hard edges, with a quick tongue and little tolerance for whining.

But somehow, you managed to play him like a fiddle. He caved, grumbling something about your brat like attitude, practically picking you up by your flimsy skirt and dragging you to his truck.

Now you were here, in the passenger side, sensually licking the dripping vanilla soft serve that trickled down the cone onto your fingers- eyes refusing to leave his body.

You perched your bare feet up on the dashboard, displaying your pink painted toenails skirt hiking up even higher on your thighs.

His grip tightened on the wheel, knuckles flexing as he stared at the road ahead, watching the pine air freshener swing side to side dangling from his mirror.

You knew he wanted you too. But he was too stern to cave into his urges, and you were determined this week to make him snap.

It had been years of this back and forth teasing, little touches and snide comments made whenever you came home to visit and he was around.

You weren't home very often, but when you knew he would show…

“You finally shut up now kid? Stop your whining n’ all that?” he grumbled and you giggled, hand slipping over to fiddle with loose change in his cup holders.

“Yeahhhh… thanks Lo. I really appreciate it. It’s just so hot ya know and I needed to keep my mouth occupied. S’boring.” you teased, licking your lips before taking another large lick of ice cream, savouring the cool, sweet treat on your tongue.

His apples adam bobbed, knuckles practically turning white.

He whipped into your driveway, nearly ramming into the dozens of other vehicles parked along the gravel, slamming on the breaks. It was enough to make you let out a little “oof” as he parked, turning the key in the ignition.

“You’re a spoiled princess. You know that?”

You raised an eyebrow, unbuckling your seatbelt to lean in closer to him, so close you could smell his cigars and sweat.

“Well I’m only home for so long, you know. And besides, I think you like that.”

His eyebrows furrowed, lines of annoyance creased across his forehead as he shook his head- as if he was trying to break free of some sort of trance.

You looked down, noticing a tent in his pants, and couldn't help but smirk before licking your ice cream again.

“Don't start with me kid. It won't end well for ya.” he warned, sticking a finger out to scold you, as if you were nothing more than a stupid child.

Slamming the truck door behind him, you watched from your seat as he stormed off into the house, and bolted to the nearest bathroom in the entry hall.

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The first attempt got you somewhere with him.

He got all hot and bothered, refusing to even be in your proximity for the next few hours. It was later in the day, and yet the heat hadn't dwindled.

It was sticky and you were sweaty, groaning into your pillows as you fanned yourself. It was unbearable. The windows cracked open didnt help, and your dad rarely put the AC on.

But you had the perfect idea to break the dry spell.

You smiled mischievously, scampering over to your open window. You had the perfect view of the backyard, where your dad and his friends were lounging around outside, on the porch near the pool.

And there was Logan, with the perfect view of your window- and he was the only one turned towards you, as he cooked something on the grill, a cigar in his mouth- off in his own little world.

Bingo.

Your eyes zoomed in on your target, and as if he felt your gaze, his own flickered up to your window, gaze clashing with yours.

You licked your lips, slowly taking your (already sorta revealing) top off, leaving nothing to the imagination.

His eyes darkened, zoning in on you as if you were his prey, taking a long, sharp inhale of the cigar. He couldn't look away.

You let your hands trace your hardened nipples before fishing out a skimpy bikini from your dresser, tying it up in front of the exposed glass.

He shook his head, eyes fluttering closed as he flipped the food over to keep from burning, trying his best to appear focused on your dads conversation he would oddly be brought into some of the time.

Next was your shorts, then you tugged up the bottoms. Sending him a flirtatious little wave, you trotted down the stairs, snagging a clean, dry towel on your way to the pool.

You were desperate to get cool in the water- and to mainly- get Logan pent up again. It brought you such immense joy knowing his braided rope was uncurling, the pieces becoming thinner and weaker with each innocent smile and remark you sent his way.

Of course, no one else thought anything of it.

You were your dads good girl, charming and sweet and helpful.

But Logan knew. He always knew. He could sniff you out like a hound.

So when you walked out in your tiny little bathing suit, swinging your hips as you walked by him with not much more than a little glance, you knew he was about to lose his shit.

His fingers curled, tightening on the flipper as he looked over and noticed Bucky Barnes eying you up behind your fathers back, as if you were fresh meat.

Something like a growl escaped his lips, unknownst to you as you had already made your way over to the deep end, and dived in. A shirek left your lips as you splashed around in the cool water, basking in the sun as it started to slowly set behind the trees.

You looked over at Logan as he resumed his grilling, taking a slow sip of his beer, watching you as you treading over to the edge, resting your arms on the stone side, looking over at him with puppy dog eyes.

“Lo, could you pass me a beer?” you asked sweetly and he scoffed.

“No way kid.”

“Logan I’m twenty seven, I’m a big girl. Hand one over.”

He rolled his eyes and shook his head, ignoring your protests.

“Come get one yourself then princess.” he growled through clenched teeth, cigar close to sputtering out.

“That's too much work.”

“Well? You want one?”

You huffed, rolling your eyes right back at him. “Fine. Be like that.”

You paid him no mind as you swam over to the other side of the pool, perched over to give Bucky that same sweet, sickly look that drove him head over heels.

He had a nice view of your ass though, from this angle. He couldn't complain about that, even if you were talking to a man who wasn't him.

“Mr. Barnes? Could you pass me a beer please?” you asked gently, and it wasn't even two seconds later before he was rushing over to hand you one.

“Course sweetheart. Just dont spill in the pool, or your dad will have my head.” You giggled, turning your head over your shoulder to give Logan a wink.

“Thank you Mr. Barnes.”

“Honey, Bucky is just fine. None of that formal shit okay?”

You nodded obediently, coaxing out a Yes Bucky before taking a long swig of the amber liquid.

Bucky leaned back in his seat, trying to re- engage with the conversation, his eyes darting constantly to stare at your figure as you floated, taking small sips of the liquid.

They were then met with Logan's heavy gaze, pupils so blown out and black he was lucky the BBQ wasn't thrown at his head at this very moment.

------------------------------------------------ You nodded your head along with the old dad rock as you took a puff of your joint, letting the warm, fuzzy feelings cloud your judgements as you sunk deeper into the lawn chair, watching the flames from the bonfire grow higher as your father tended to it.

You knew he wasn't pleased with you smoking- but what the hell was he going to do about it? You were an adult. It's not like he could tell you you weren't allowed, anyways.

You felt Logans gaze from across the fire, the flames licking his pupils as he stared you down, while you were blissfully in your own world.

Your little sundress had his eyes wandering places they shouldn't have, and it didn't help that when the sun went down, the slight chill had found its home on your breasts, hardened nipples poking out of the soft fabric.

The more hits you took, the looser you felt, and before you knew it- you were dancing and spinning around to

“I Was Made for Lovin You” by Kiss after you had begged them to put it on- joint dangling out of your mouth.

Logan couldn't help but chuckle as you spun and clapped each time the drums hit- giggling to yourself as you watched him carelessly.

“Does anyone want another drink? I’m gonna go n get one.” you slurred slightly, resting your hands on the back of Bucky's chair as you tallied the requests.

Time was blurring back and forth, so whoever hadn’t requested one was getting one anyways. You stared off into the distance with a dazed look on your face, coming back to reality when Bucky had turned, placing his hand on yours.

“Hon? You all good?”

“On clouds. I’ll be back. Bye!” you waved, giggling uncontrollably as you skipped back to the house.

You weren't expecting company, not hearing Logans muttering about going with you to keep you out of trouble to the group, eliciting chuckles from his friends.

Shaking his head, he rolled his eyes as he jogged to catch up to you, slipping into the kitchen right after you. You were giggling to yourself about god knows what as he entered, your red, heavy eyes sliding up to meet him from where he stood.

You were bent over the counter, rocking your feet up and down, swaying yourself- no intention of grabbing any beer.

“Hi Lo.”

His eyebrows raised with amusement.

“Whatcha doin here?”

“Keeping you out of trouble. Someones a lightweight, if I’ve ever seen one.”

You rolled your eyes. “Am not.”

“Don't deny it. It's cute.” He bit his lip as he looked you up and down, eyes lingering on the swish of the flowy fabric against your soft, plush thighs, and your breasts that were taunting him.

“M’supposed to get beers. But I don't know who for.” you sighed, turning around to face him.

You were so innocent, so adorable it made his heart shatter into a million itty bitty pieces, and his dick hard as a rock.

“Is that so?”

“Mmm. I think Steve wanted one.” you nodded to yourself, feet padding on the hardwood as you walked over to a cupboard, opening in and frowning in confusion.

“Kay I don't see any beers.”

Logan couldn't help but laugh, walking up behind you to place his large hands on your hips, guiding you over to the fridge.

“Don't laugh at me!”

“M’not laughing honey. Just giving my princess some help, yeah?” The word my slipped out faster then he could catch it, and he was thankful you didn't.

He’d never hear the end of it.

You opened the fridge and let out a squeal as he picked you up with ease, as if you weighed absolutely nothing, letting you scout out the whole fridge- grabbing the cold beers on the top shelf.

“Steve, n Bucky, n Logan… who else?” you murmured, wrapping your arms around the bottles to try and carry them all.

“That's all honey. Good job.” he cooed, placing you back down on the ground, shutting the fridge doors behind you as you set the bottles down on the counter, before perching yourself up onto the granite.

You swung your legs, parting them slightly as you watched Logan watch you.

Intensely.

You bit your lip, feeling your panties dampen even more than they already were- which was saying a lot.

You had rubbed and squeezed your thighs together so much because of the older man in front of you, and you weren't even ashamed. Anyone would, in your position.

“What are you thinking about Lo?” you asked, nickname rolling sweetly off the tongue.

You were the only one who called him that. You were the only one who was allowed to call him that.

“Nothin you need to worry your sweet lil head about honey.”

You bit your lip, batting your eyelashes up at him as he dared to inch even closer. The gap was slowly closing between you two.

You smiled softly, spreading your legs, your dress draped over your thighs so he had a clear view of the wet patch on your lacey pink panties.

He audibly growled, clenching his knuckles at his sides so hard they turned bright white as he let out a breath.

“I’ve been really wet for you all day Lo. And I really need your help.”

He took a deep breath. Shut his eyes. He could not do this.

It broke every rule in the moral code book. Seeing and thinking of his best friends daughter like this- what the fuck was he thinking?

But he was in too deep now. He didn't think he could part from you, from that little wet patch.

He could smell you. Practically hear your little clit throbbing.

“You always need my help. Don't think you could do anything yourself- even if you tried princess.”

You cocked your head innocently, slipping your fingers down to your inner thighs.

“I did do things by myself- all by myself. I touched myself to the thought of you filling me up and keeping me full of your cum n…” you broke off, giggling like a schoolgirl.

“And I just couldn't do it as well as you could Lo. You’re so big n strong, and your hands are so much bigger than mine, I’m sure they’d feel amazing.”

“Fuck. FUCK baby you cant-” he panted, slamming his fist down on the countertop.

You didn't even flinch.

“You can't say that shit. I can't- fuck- your my best friends daughter for fucks sake. Fuck.” he swore, and yet he was even closer to you.

Filling the gap between your parted legs, breath mingling with yours.

“And you’re high and just-”

“M’not super high. Just really fuzzy.”

He snorted. “Yeah, I’m sure. It's so wrong baby, but fuck I can't stop thinking about you. About this tight lil body I could just use and fuck the shit out of.” he groaned, head falling as he took another deep breath, restraining himself.

His words made your clit pulse even harder, and you were desperate for release.

“It's okay Lo. I won't tell anyone. Pinky promise.” your fingers reached out to fiddle with his dog tags as he lifted his head, hungry eyes staring at your lips.

He licked his own.

“I’m just- jus hurts really bad and I need some help. Please. Please, please I’ll be so good, not a word. Just a little touch, anything- please Lo.” you begged, puppy dog eyes staring up at him.

And how could he deny you? You just begged so pretty, your bright little eyes wide and hazy with admiration as you looked at him, making him feel like the most handsome, wanted man in the world.

He was caving, and caving until he caved.

His lips crashed down onto yours, full of want and need, the sweetness of your lipgloss giving him the balance he needed to fuel his fire.

His hands harshly gripped your inner thighs, holding them open as you whined and moaned into his mouth, trying to wiggle from overstimulation. He kissed you until your lips were swollen, gloss smeared as he peppered kisses down your neck, digging his fingers even deeper into your flesh, hard enough to mark.

“Lo-”

“Yeah, you need my help baby? You gonna let daddy take care of you now? Such a big girl, tryin do everything on her own- but she just needs daddy to do everything for her, doesn't she?”

You nodded dumbly, going into a trance like state as he cooed down at you mockingly.

“Fuckin driving you around all day, watching you in that skimpy lil bikini… now you just want some touches to your pretty lil princess parts, don't you baby? You're such a greedy girl.”

You whimpered at his words, feeling his large fingers trace your inner thighs, teasing you as he inched closer to your cunt.

A moan escaped you, your head lolling back against the cupboard as the pad of his thumb brushed the wet patch on your undies.

“Please, please daddy I’ll be so good. Jus please.”

“Awh baby, you sound so pretty when you beg. You're such a fast learner, aren't you? Such a bright girl, but youre going all dumb now hmm? Gonna let daddy touch you all nice n sweet?”

You nodded frantically as he pressed his thumb down on your clenching hole, the fabric getting sucked in as he pressed.

Finally he pushed your thong to the side, air hissing through his clenched teeth as he saw just how wet you were for him.

You were practically dripping right on the counter. Your juices glistened in the pale kitchen light, and you gripped his wrist as his finger brushed through your folds before entering you, curling inside.

“Feel so good-”

He chuckled darkly, watching your little reactions as he worked his finger before adding another one, stretching you out.

Fuck you were tight.

He wondered how you'd fit his cock. He watched every little move, when you gripped his wrist harder, when your little pants and moans slipped out of your pretty parted lips.

“S’big.”

“Sweet girl, am I touching all those parts you couldn't reach yourself? Feels good?”

“S’good.” You were already cockdrunk and he hadn't even put his cock in you yet. Drool was practically pooling out the sides of your mouth as your eyes rolled back in your head as his coos and praises.

“Don't have very long angel, the guys are gonna wonder where we’ve been.”

You nodded, gasping as his thumb came up to rub gentle circles on your clit, making you quiver and shake.

“And we don't want that, now do we? Daddys friends all seeing you perched up on the counter for me, spreading your legs like the sweet lil girl you are.”

The idea of you guys getting caught somehow brought you even closer to your release, as his fingers quickend their pace. The wet sounds of squechling brought heta to your cheeks, and fuck he loved it.

He loved how flustered you got, under his thumb- how you completely gave yourself over to him, so he could take care of you.

“Daddy I’m gonna-”

“Go ahead baby. I’m right here, I gotcha sweet thing.” he cooed, and that was it for you.

You weren't sure if it was the weed or simply Logan Howlett finally appearing where you wanted him most, between your legs- but your release came hard and fast, knocking the wind out of you as your juices squirted all over his hairy arm, some drips landing on his white tank top.

His eyes widened in surprise, a moan leaving his lips at the sight of you, making a mess all over his fingers.

He was aching in his pants, cock leaking with precum- but he knew he couldnt fuck you now. Not now, not here, and not when you were this dazed.

Instead, he planted a kiss and a praise to your forehead, grabbing a rag to clean you up with, leading you upstairs to your room. As soon as your head hit the pillow, you were out like a light, body still shaking slightly in your sleep.

He smiled to himself softly, enjoying this quiet moment of peace as he watched you- so vulnerable and at peace yourself in your bed. Draping a blanket over you, he kissed your forehead again, not once but twice as a promise, brushing the strand of hair that fell over your face back behind your ear.

Knowing the boys would be wondering where the hell he had been, where you had been- he rushed to the bathroom, relieving himself as quick as possible before grabbing the beers and rushing back outside, lying outright through his teeth.

But for you, it was worth it.

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rosyblooom · 1 year ago

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chicken shop date | cl16 smau

pairing: charles leclerc x fem youtuber!reader

summary: y/n hosts a popular youtube channel where she invites various celebrities to have a 'chicken shop date'. in this upcoming episode, she welcomes famous formula 1 driver, charles leclerc.

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The YouTube video begins with a series of clips showing Y/N and Charles laughing, with intermittent shots of Y/N looking directly at the screen. The familiar tune of Y/N's 'chicken shop date' videos begins as stop-motion hearts flutter across the screen, transitioning smoothly to a scene featuring two dolls seated in a miniature chicken shop date setting, seamlessly leading into the main content of the video.

"Charles Leclerc," Y/N warmly greets, resting her elbows on the table. "Welcome to our date."

Charles responds with a smile, settling back in his seat and gesturing around. "Y/N Y/LN, thank you. I'm very happy to be on our first date... here... with all these cameras," he remarks jokingly.

Y/N narrows her eyes slightly, briefly glancing around before refocusing on Charles with a hum. "I'm not sure what you're implying. This location is a solid 10 out of 10," she says, gesturing to their surroundings. "Besides, do you see the chicken?" she adds, plucking a single fry from her meal box and waving it in the air, awaiting his response.

"You mean the fry?" Charles chuckles, pointing. "That's not chicken."

Y/N takes a bite of the fry, pausing to swallow before clearing her throat. "I'm aware," she says with a dramatic tilt of her head and a tight-lipped smile. "I just grabbed it because I fancied a fry."

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"Well, actually, it's yes or yes," she corrects herself with two affirmative nods, before redirecting her attention back to him.

Charles responds with a smile, though his expression betrays his confusion, evident in the different angles of his raised eyebrows. "Yes, I see it, Y/N."

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"I haven't yet..."

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Charles chuckles as he sits up in his chair and leans forward, rummaging through the food before pulling out a chicken nugget. As he dips the piece in some ketchup, his eyes meet Y/N's once more, her wide-eyed nod urging him on.

"Go on."

"Okay, okay," he says, taking a bite. "Mmm," he nods, almost as if someone were holding a gun to his head, compelling him to do so.

"Oh," Y/N purses her lips and shakes her head, "I don't like it when people make noises while eating."

"Uh," Charles swallows and chuckles, "sorry?"

Y/N shrugs. "It's okay, I forgive you."

"Anyway," she inhales deeply, "what do you think? That's some good chicken, right?"

"Yeah, actually, it is really good," Charles nods as he speaks.

Suddenly, the video cuts to a staff member in chicken shop attire standing behind the counter, wearing a smile while staring at the camera, unmoving.

Then, the video returns to Charles and Y/N.

As Charles takes another bite of his chicken nugget, Y/N casually asks, "Do you think our children will like chicken?"

Coughing sounds interrupt as Charles drops his chicken into the box, knocking his fist against his chest until the sound clears. His voice croaks as he speaks, his brows furrowing, "Our children? We're talking about children already?"

Y/N's composure cracks slightly as she chuckles, clearly amused by his reaction, and observes him reaching for a glass of water, taking large gulps. However, she quickly regains control, shrugging nonchalantly before continuing, "Well, yeah. I don't know about you, but I date for marriage—I want a little family of my own someday. Don't you?"

Charles rubs his eyebrows and places the glass back on the table. "Yes, I do want to have a family one day. But this feels like it's moving very fast, don't you think?"

Y/N shakes her head. "Not at all. To be honest, I want one boy and one girl. What about you?"

At Y/N's continued forwardness, Charles releases a laugh, visibly bewildered, before scratching at his beard in deep thought. Propping up his elbows on the table, he finally responds, "I think I want a boy."

"—And a girl," Y/N interjects, smiling expectantly.

Charles blurts out a laugh, clearly taken aback, before nodding. "Yeah, a girl too. I don't really mind."

"Great, so we're on the same page then."

The video cuts off again, this time to the entrance of the chicken shop, slowly panning into the empty and bright interior with multiple tables and chairs. The camera stops on the large menu, featuring pictures of chicken and fries, lingering for a few moments before cutting back to Charles and Y/N.

However, this time Y/N is holding a piece of paper in front of her.

"So, I hear you're French?" Y/N glances up at Charles, noticing the grimace on his face. Quickly realising her mistake, she corrects herself, "Oh, hold on, no wait, don't kill me please. You speak French, but you're from Monaco—you don't claim France at all."

Charles laughs and nods in agreement. "Correct. I am Monegasque. Those are separate countries, yes."

Y/N purses her lips, her eyes flickering from side to side. "I know, I literally just said that." Clicking her tongue, she exhales a long breath and continues, "Anyway, what a coincidence. I'm actually trying to learn French."

Something flashes in Charles' eyes as he suddenly leans forward in his chair, his expression filled with keen interest. "Oh wow, tu l'es ? Comment vas-tu ?" (translation: "Oh wow, you are? How are you?")

Y/N freezes, her mouth parted slightly in a half-smile. For a moment, she just stares, clearly startled, before scratching the back of her neck and humming deep in thought. "Oh, okay, straight into the deep end, huh?" she chuckles and then blurts out, "Oui, oui?"

Charles tosses his head back, laughing, while Y/N folds her hands together, waiting expressionless for his laughter to subside. When he finally regains his composure, his eyes back on Y/N, she says, "Great, thanks."

"I'm sorry," Charles waves his hand in the air, "I just thought you'd know the basics already. My mistake."

Y/N narrows her gaze at him for a few moments before taking a deep breath. "Well, that's what I've got you here for." Clearing her throat, she tilts her gaze down at the paper and asks, "Let's start easy, shall we? I'm going to give you a few sentences in French, and you translate them back to me in English."

Charles furrows his brows. "Wouldn't it make more sense the other way around?"

"What can I say, I'm special," she shrugs, "I actually learn better this way."

"Ah, of course you are."

"Alright. Je t'aime."

"I love you," says Charles.

Y/N places her hand across her chest. "Aw, Charles. Dropping the L-bomb already, are we?"

Charles drags his teeth across his lower lip while shaking his head. "Next one, please."

“Veux-tu m'épouser?" (translation: "Will you marry me?")

Charles tilts his head sideways, an amused expression spreading across his face. “Seriously?”

Y/N clicks her tongue and shakes her head. “No, that doesn’t quite sound right. I think you might need to brush up on your French, Charles, because I’m pretty sure ‘Veux-tu m'épouser’ does not mean ‘seriously.’”

Exhaling a long breath, she rotates in her seat and straightens up. “Don’t worry though, I’ll give you another chance.”

Charles rolls his eyes playfully before releasing a whistle. Rubbing his hands together, he begins, “Will you marry me. That’s what it mea—”

“Charles!” Y/N's jaw drops as she interrupts him. “Well, I’m a hot commodity, you know? But I want to know, how would our marriage work? I mean, how long are you planning on racing, anyway?”

Charles smiles, slumping into his seat as he reaches for a fry and tosses it into his mouth. “I’m not sure, to be honest. I love racing and I want to be a world champion, so we’ll just have to see how long that takes.”

“You want to be a world champion, yet you extended your contract with Ferrari?” Y/N's brows furrow inquisitively. “That’s an interesting choice.”

A couple of chuckles escape Charles as he runs his hand up and down his neck, his gaze fixed on the half-empty box of food before him. After a moment's pause, he replies with a casual shrug, “They're like family to me. And honestly, when I see myself winning, it’s always with the Ferrari team by my side.”

“Fair enough,” Y/N exhales, her eyes widening as she claps her hands together. “I suppose I'll have to stock up on red outfits.”

Noticing Charles’ puzzled expression, Y/N theatrically rolls her eyes before explaining, “For our next date, silly. I’ll be your lucky charm, and then you can finally start winning and have a real shot at the World Championship.”

“Wow, how nice of you, Y/N,” Charles responds with a lazy smile. “Merci.”

“Oooh,” Y/N points at him, nodding in satisfaction, “I know that one. You’re welcome…”

“…Boyfriend?” she asks, narrowing her eyes at him. “What—what are we?”

He ponders for a moment, swaying slightly from side to side, then relents, “Okay, sure… girlfriend.”

The video cuts to the outro, displaying various polaroids of Y/N flashing by, accompanied by a text reading, ‘If you enjoyed the video, please don’t forget to like and subscribe for more! xx’.

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f1gossipofficial Y/N L/N and Charles Leclerc have been spotted entering the Paddock together. Numerous sources have also confirmed seeing them exchange a few kisses.

As always, wishing the drivers all the best for today's race!

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owololcat · 11 days ago

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Slugcat Dashboard Simulator!!!

💥 scavslayingchieftain

what in void’s name are these fucking thingies? /pos

⦻ vultureculture-deactivated119023

those are yeeks! They're normally native to outer expanse, though you may occasionally find a few in farm arrays if you're lucky! :3

💥 scavslayingchieftain

I love em gimme like 20

🍯 gourmdan-ramscug

I just saw a pup get carried into the treetops by a squidcada. Their mom was able to grab em before they could get hurt but now I'm wondering how many squidcadas it’d take to lift me…

🍯 gourmdan-ramscug

clerik dem

🎭 long-live-4pe

I think catboy pebbles would kill a wildscug.

🐁 the-johndoe

Wildscug from Outer Expanse here, can confirm. I only got one second to process the glory of an iterator in a catboy costume before I got my brain nuked and woke up back in The Wall.

🎭 long-live-4pe

… Not what I meant, but this is most certainly funnier than what I intended.

👁️ ripples-and-reflections

heyyyy sorryyyy your mate went down to the void sea and became an echo. yeahhhh he’s stuck between life and death with no escape to either. his attachment to his worldly desires was just too strong, sorryyy.

🌀 ur-getting-eepy

OE scugs, today is the day we finally decide...

🍯 gourmdan-ramscug

This is actually a fun way to gauge the colony's opinions on my antics. I’ll be keeping tabs on this! Thanks, Hypnotist!

🌀 ur-getting-eepy

OH HI DAD

🐟 moons-secret-lovechild

I just found 2 dead noodleflies with their needles shanked into each other. Can any nature-smart scugs explain why they do this?

🌼 fren2all

actually it's just a simple territorial dispute, which are always battles to the death in noodleflies. but what's really interesting is that if there's a winner left alive, they'll actually adopt the baby noots of the loser!

🐟 moons-secret-lovechild

Huh. Talk about a custody battle, am I right?

💥 scavslayingchieftain

my iterator just gave me a pearlreader and a cluster of pearls with a graphic novel series called “Spinning Top’s Folly” on them and WHERE THE FUCK HAS THIS BEEN ALL MY LIFE???

🪡 slash-srs

A new face to share brainrot with is always a welcome sight.~

💥 scavslayingchieftain

oomf, you don't get it.

i used to be a wildscug.

this is my first taste of iterator entertainment.

i can never go back.

🪡 slash-srs

OH SHIT, THAT IS A BIG DEAL. Anyways, your iterator picked a great first series for a creature who's unfamiliar with the benefactors and their history! If you're interested in fanfiction, I recommend trying to get your paws on some of the “Eternity Confluence” pearls by The Werelizard! Its this really silly canon divergence fic where Howlite Skies follows Spinning Top when they run away from the creche, resulting in extra shenanigans and a happier ending for both.

🦎 da-littlest-lizor

imma lizardcat, actually, but ty for the shoutout! I had a lot of fun expanding upon the sibling dynamic they had in the early chapters :}

🪡 slash-srs

H-HELLO?????

🐁 the-johndoe

I stole an egg with plans to eat it the following cycle but oops looks like I'm a dad now. forgive the shitty quality but meet batnip bread everyscug

🌼 fren2all

Pretty fucked up lookin slugpup

🐁 the-johndoe

monk ur supposed to be the nice one, don’t insult ur niece! >:T

🐁 the-johndoe

#so this is the fabled found family

@gourmdan-ramscug MOOOM HYPNOTIST AND MONK ARE BEING FUNNIER THAN ME ON MY OWN POSTS AGAAAAIN!

�� fren2all

Fuck kinda dad runs to the grandparent to solve his problems? lol

🐁 the-johndoe

I will suplex you into a patch of protorot grrr

🎭 long-live-4pe

Guess who finally got their title? The Gentleman, at your service.~

🦎 da-littlest-lizor

holup i thought u were a messenger how tf u get a title?

🎭 long-live-4pe:

I actually reside in a colony atop Four Painted Easels. I am a messenger by employment rather than by purpose!

As for how I earned a title in the first place, the scavengers took a pearl that was of great importance to 4PE, so I swiped it back from right under their snouts. Apparently I greatly resembled a gentleman thief from some old novels from the benefactor era.

🦎 da-littlest-lizor:

oh those scavs are gonna send they best elites after u lmao. i can def see how a colony would see you in that way tho, congrats! u earned it!

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heartyluv · 4 days ago

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thoughts are being thunk rn. thought about birthday sexy time with caleb (WAKEY WAKEY CALEB FANS, IT'S JUNE 1ST in my time zone at least 👀. HAPPY CALEBRATION 🎉🎉🎉) and my mind instantly went to giving him a lap dance for his birthday.

but i got a feeling homeboy won't last a second 😭 he'd be grabbing mc the second she steps into the room wearing their — yes, their. because anything mc likes by extension caleb likes — favorite set of lingerie.

mans is handsy, unless mc ties him up first/orders him to just sit like a good boy 🫣

but then that got me thinking, which of the lads men do you think would last the longest and get to see the end of the performance? 🤔

AHSHSHS IM SORRY IF WHAT I SAID IS MESSY AND MAKES NO SENSE. I TEND TO YAP

Note: BABE YOU WON’T EVEN BELIEVEEE WHAT I SAID LIKE TWO WEEKS AGO —click here— BUT YES I AM SO DOING THIS!!! Now in the future I could do a full fic or headcanons, but here’s a simple list in order from who I think will last the longest to who just can’t wait for the whole performance. AND WE LOVE A GOOD CALEBRATIONNN (i’m letting him get me pregnant)—too much? (he can lick his cake off of me)

Warning: A little explicit, but we’re all adults here.

!!MDNI!!

1. Zayne - This man is the EPITOME of discipline, cmon now. He’ll wait because not only does he like what he sees, but he wants to give you the opportunity to fulfill something you specifically planned for him without interrupting. I definitely think he lets you take complete control. Everything you say, he’s doing it. So if you say don’t touch, he won’t. But when he gets that green light..? HE’S INNITTTT!!!

2. Sylus - He’s going to let you complete the whole dance, but it won’t be without him teasing you. Maybe gliding his fingers along your skin to send shivers down your spine and kissing parts of you that get close enough to his lips. That deep breathy chuckle he does because he knows what he’s about to do the moment you stop..? YEAHHHH!!!

3. Xavier - Very patient man, but he’s struggling. Every time he gets a chance to inhale your sweet scent, when you grind on him, put your tits in his face—he’s rock hard and flushed. He moans too…just because he starts to get super needy. I think he kisses your body a lot while you dance since he just can’t help himself. I don’t think you’ll get to finish the whole song, though. Maybe you’ll have a specific amount of time left—like 36 seconds or something LOLLL. He was sooo close, but he couldn’t hold on.

4. Rafayel - He for sure joining you. I don’t think he’s just sitting there just watching tbh. I feel like he gets up to kiss on your neck and his hips are moving with your hips. When you’re trying to be all sexy, he’s already prepared to fuck the absolute hell out of you LOLLL. Like he’s literally peeling your lingerie down because he was neverrrr listening to that whole “be good and don’t touch”. And when he’s deep in you, he mocks you for even asking him such a thing—playfully, of course.

5. Caleb - You’re lucky if you get a whole minute into the song without him tackling you to the floor. Zero patience, zero discipline, he’s about to impregnate you LOLLLLLLL!!! Now for the sake of giving him a little more detail, let’s say he does listen to you and keeps his hands off at first—just know that it won’t be long. The moment you sit on his lap and your tits are right there—your pussy grinding on his cock? THE LINGERIE BARELY COVERING ANYTHING?!? He’s picking you up to give you some dick, but he appreciates the sentiment and your faith in his patience. That whole routine is longgg forgotten.

(no taglist because it’s not just for caleb and i don’t want to be blowing up peoples devices/inbox too much LOLLL)

#love and deepspace #love and deepspace x reader #love and deepspace caleb #caleb x reader #caleb x you #love and deepspace rafayel #love and deepspace zayne #love and deepspace xavier #love and deepspace sylus #rafayel x you #rafayel x reader #zayne x you #zayne x reader #xavier x reader #xavier x you #sylus x reader #sylus x you

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celli-ohs · 2 months ago

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and then i'll leave without a trace (teaser)

pairing: choi soobin x reader

genre: collegeau!, parenthoodau!, angst, nsfw, fluff

synopsis: your relationship with choi soobin is not a normal one. one might see you two out in public and assume you are lovers. his mother thinks you two are soulmates. your friends keep telling you to just date the guy already. but how can you bring yourself to date a total stranger? well maybe you should have thought about that before you decided to have a baby with him.

warnings: mentions of drinking alcohol, intoxication, foul language, stds and other sexual diseases, depression, postpartum depression, parenting struggles, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, sex while inebriated, sex while pregnant, oral sex (m&f receiving), and breeding kink (for now)

note: so this has been in the works quite literally since soobin has been on hiatus, so yeahhhh,,, this is my first attempt at angst, and please bare with me on the smut I'm still not the best but I try! this is a teaser! i;m basically posting this to create a taglist for when the real deal comes out, bc I'm still in the midst of writing the final draft. also!! this is going to be a two part series: part one (aka this one) is from the reader's pov, part two will be soobin's pov. also i plan to pair a playlist with this guy once it fully comes out!

comment/reply for taglist!! ✗♡✗♡

“You made all of this for me?” You question, still in disbelief that Soobin, a man who favored sleep over most, would wake up early to make breakfast.

“Well,” Soobin shrugs, smiling sheepishly. “For you, and for him.” He points and you look down at your bulging belly.

Yesterday you found out the gender of your baby. You were having a boy. A baby boy.

You unconsciously run a hand over your stomach, it’s warm, the skin smooth. You were going to have a son.

Your heart skips a beat, and you have to physically pinch yourself back to reality.

“Thank you,” You try not to seem too happy. “Yeah,” Soobin seems to follow suit. “Here, I made you a plate already, I also got sugar-free syrup.” He drizzles some over your stack before placing the plate in front of you.

You carefully take your fork and chop yourself a bite, surprised at the burst of flavor and how not-burnt it tasted.

“Are there blueberries in here?” You ask inquisitively. Soobin seems delighted you realized. “Yes!” He grins. “I thought plain wheat pancakes would be boring, so I added some blueberries. They’re good right?”

“They’re delicious,” You hum, taking another bite. You must have been enjoying the pancakes too much, because you randomly feel a fluttering feeling in your stomach, almost as if-

You suddenly drop your fork, it clatters onto the floor and Soobin spins around. “What? Does it taste bad now?” He’s so confused as you look up at him for your seat with wide, shocked eyes.

“I-I think- I think he moved.” You point to your tummy, and you look down as if to confirm what you felt.

“What?” Soobin also is surprised he suddenly is on his knees, crouched down to match the level of your stomach, placing a gentle hand on top.

You two wait in silence, waiting patiently only for nothing to happen. Were you wrong?

“Maybe he’s shy, we're putting him on the spot,” Soobin jokes, though you notice the sad look in his eyes. You suddenly get an idea.

“Hold on,” You say, and direct Soobin to lean in and press his head against your belly, allowing him to hear and feel intensely. “Keep your hand here,” You instruct. He listens obediently.

You go back to your plate of pancakes, rip off a piece using your fingers, and begin to eat again. You chew, swallow, and wait one more time. It’s so quiet in the apartment that you could hear a pin drop.

Then it happens. That fluttery feeling again. It’s like a tickle on the inside. But the second it happens you and Soobin both gasp, looking at each other with pure joy.

“He moved, oh my God he moved!” Soobin laughs with joy. “He moved!” You repeat. “He moved, he moved. God, he moved.” Soobin rubs his hand over your stomach excitedly as you giggle.

You two stay like this for a moment, before you make eye contact once more, and it serves as a reminder of the reality of the situation. Your chuckles die down, and Soobin stands up, going back to the kitchen counter to finish and clean up the mess he’d made. You turn back to your food at the table.

“It almost felt like we were dating there for a second.” You try to make a joke.

Soobin is quiet for a moment, you can hear him flipping a few new pancakes on the stove.

“But we’re not, right?” He says flatly.

You decide to not answer that as if it wasn’t already obvious.

and then i'll leave without a trace (complete)

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heartfullofleeches · 5 months ago

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[talk/threats of suicide, Dark Humor]

Laughingstock [Slasher Yan] with a Darling who also threatens to off themselves when thing go awry. Whether they're legitimately suicidal or it's all morbid human is a constant plague on his mind, but depending on the circumstances LS would do a complete one-eighty and try to fix whatever's wrong.

"If we run out of cereal again, I swear I'm going to jam this spoon in my eye."

"Aw.. Don't talk like that, Cupcake- If you need someone to talk to, I'm always here."

"...You do the same thing all the time."

"Yeahhhh, but- I wuv you and I want you to be okay.🥺"

"If you keep ignoring me I'm gonna hang my noose outside your bedroom so the first thing you see next time you try to escape again is my lifeless corpse swinging in the doorway!"

"....okay, let's do it."

"You're always so fuckin' mean to me even though I- ...Huh?"

"Murder-Suicide right now. I'll choke you to death then I'll be right behind once I've watched the light drain from your eyes.. Sound good?"

"....."

"Fuuuuuck, that made me hard. Maybe we can skip the dying part for now and you can strangle me a little until your head's clear."

#Laughingstock my oc #yandere imagines #yandere x you #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere insert #yandere blurb #yandere x reader #yandere #yandere oc #male yandere #tw: sucidal thoughts #tw: suidice

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catzz089 · 2 months ago

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Helloooo there!!!!

I'm bored and would really love to read some Lestappen fics-preferably full of angst and sadness. Any recommendations?

Do you have any favorite Lestappen fics? If you do, what's the name of the fic?

Anyway, I love your stories and can't wait for the next chapter!

~🥔

Well well well…

You came to the right place.

Me and my 506 bookmarks have been WAITING for this

First off, my own fics!! Read them all!! I can’t live without angst, any kestappen fic of mine has some form of pain

Angst:

Basically most of IsunstreakerI’s fics, I would say ESPECIALLY Search History

Oh simple thing, where have you gone by fallingprincess (I LOVE this one, is a little bit smutty tho)

Cats emoji, question mark by loyeism (magical au, I love it, it’s part of a series but you don’t need to read the first brocedes installment to understand it)

the prophecy by saltychips16 (if you want some GOOD angst, this is exactly your place I PROMISE)

glitch by nyoomfruits (OH YEAH OH YEAH, C F1 driver/ M web designer but Max doesn’t like publicity)

Never could be sweeter than with you by lestappentrain16_33

The Lasting Effect of A Word by Wolves_lover (like OUCH)

The ENTIRE ‘Made in the A.M’ series by Chandelier_s_Notebook (SOOO good, luv luv luv)

Picture You by MackMackMack (the entire trilogy actually, a lot of angst in here)

After the Crash by Shadow_Reads (I will ALWAYS love a crash fic. Always.)

Asking nicely by Astr_alone123 (I haven’t read this one in a while, but I’m fairly sure there’s a lot of angst in there)

safe by bumblewyn (YESS LAWDDDDD IT HIRTS SO GOOOOD)

And Everything’s easier Way Out West by AvusCircuit (OH YESSSS)

Bedside Manner by WeaglesandBrobeans (probably one of, if not my fav sickfix)

you make me want to cry(in a good way) by revushe (Jos…)

(where’s the trophy?) he just comes running over to me by Lady_Something (jealousy and FEELINGS)

Tap the Rhythm by prompt_fills (I honestly wasn’t sure if I should put this under the angst section, because it doesn’t quite wrench your heart out but it’s a near thing)

Winter’s Wrath by WeaglesAndBrobeans (this one WILL wrench your heart out, lestappen vacation gone VERY wrong)

An irrelevance (in the face of the eternity of the love of those who love eachother) by sunflwrs (poor/rich and the issues that ensue)

I Know Places by Tazza1993 (cat cafe owner (guess who)/ F1 driver, love it)

it’s always roses by mariahcarreyyy (HANNAHAKI DIESEE!!! I GI CRAZY FOR HANNAHHAKI)

slowly fading away by weegreenbean(ayebydan) (LOOK! It’s not even lestappen okay!! It’s Esteban/Lance but it’s SOOO good and SOO angsty it needed a mention)

The Nights Are Long (But It’s Easier Together) by f1writingbyme (Max’s apartment burns down and he has to move in w Charles, goes deep)

Pit-Stop Heartbreak & Healing by rb19lefttire (Jos and abuse!!!)

Not a sore loser by chibyL (crash fic, Charles is stupid)

All the stars We Cannot See by WanderingBlindly (oh it hurts so bad, literal heartburn)

But I’ll know by vigilanthey(oreob1tch) (Max’s trauma!)

Speak Now (Or Hold Your Words Forever) by What_Is_Deltraz_Doing(MysticMusings) (OHHHH YEAHHHH, basically everyone is kind of judging the relationship and Max spirals bc everyone is acting like he’s evil)

You’re also free enough to hide from me by morisco (they’re soulmates, but Charles has another partner so they want to get their soulmarks removed)

the wisdom of a fool won’t set you free by Doctor_whom (stranded, life or death and nobodies feeling good)

I loved you before I knew I was supposed to by 3_33 (soulmate fic where Max doesn’t know they’re soulmates but Charles does and Rivals to lovers)

I’m a fire and I’ll keep your brittle heart warm by multi21 (like actually painful, mostly bc I love Max and he’s hurting and then being MEAN bc of it but happy in the end)

Other favs: (most of these will have angst, bc I’m just like that, but they will be more sweet than anything)

I hope you know (I will carry you home) by Liraelearil

All those good times, baby, baby, I’ve been misusin’ by youngnbeutifluv (a bit of angst, but it won’t rip your heart out, mostly quite sweet)

Will o’ the Wisps by autumnapricot (quite a bit of angst packed in there, buts it’s also long so it all balances out)

loquarocoeur’s entire page (I’m so serious, if you don’t know her CHECK HER OUT!!! She got me into writing AND my lestappen dynamics)

Cheating at Bingo and Other Christmas Traditions by WanderingBlindly (super duper lovely with angst sprinkled in)

you hold me hypnotized, i’m mesmerized by cryystal_mOOn (Lezstappen!!! With Max being scared)

four espressos (and a lifetime) by makeamends (defo some angst, super fun)

there’s nothing sweeter than my baby by lecmilton1644 (light angst, Max starts a fan account for Charles)

I bet you think about me by dalsy (GP’s POV of their relationship ship)

Misunderstanding for three (can be angsty if you look at it correctly, mostly it’s just fun and sweet)

sweet nothing by foggystars (CUTEEE)

I Can See You (being my addiction) by sucka4love (LEZSTAPPENNNN and JEALOUSY)

I Was Lighting (Before the Thunder) by f1writingbyme (angsty, not too much tho but defo there, jealousy)

You can stay one more hour, can you stay one more hour by beensinning (Charles has a toddler (Oscar) and it’s a sick fic, I don’t even LIKE kiddies but this is SUCH a banger)

you look so perfect standing there by shybear_styles (short and sweet)

no one likes to lose, know that I’ve got this by bluejay141519 (angsty, but not too much, fun and stupid)

not very subtle by bananasong (angsty, not too much)

Since we were 18. Or 16. Or whatever. By MsReyland (cute cute cute, fake dating)

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hunieday · 3 months ago

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9th Anniversary story - Chapter 9 : Blessings for the anniversary meeting.

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Nanase Riku: It’s the final showdown!

Inumaru Touma: We’ve come this far so we gotta win!

Isumi Haruka: I want to win…!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: We’re on a tie after all!

Osaka Sougo: I want to win… I want to do my best with everyone!

Kujo Tenn: We totally have a chance.

Momo: We can do it, we can!! Let’s aim for victory!!

Izumi Iori: We’re going to win, everyone!

Red team: Yeahhhhhh…!!

Yuki: It’s a tie.

Nikaido Yamato: That’s amazing. We’re doing great.

Yotsuba Tamaki: Sports festivals are super fun!

Rokuya Nagi: Amazing! Let’s keep trying! Let’s keep up the effort!!

Yaotome Gaku: Let’s go for it! Aim for the win!!

Natsume Minami: Of course! Let’s win this!

Mido Torao: We got this! Right, Izumi Mitsuki?

Izumi Mitsuki: Oh yeah! We’re gonna win, guys!!

White team: Yeahhhh…!!

Reporter: Okay, everyone! Let me explain the rules of the Cavalry Battle!!

Reporter: Each team consists of three "horses" and one "rider," making a group of four!

Reporter: The rider will wear a headband in their team’s color!

Reporter: The goal is for the riders to protect their own headbands while trying to snatch the opponent’s headbands!

Reporter: Everyone, please be careful not to get hurt! Get into position!

Audience: Kyaaaaa…!!

Audience: The Red team’s riders are Riku-kun and Haruka-kun!

Audience: The White team’s riders seem to be Mitsuki-kun and Minami-kun!

Audience: Good luck!!

Audience: Protect the headbands!!

Nanase Riku: Whoa, we’re pretty high up!

Inumaru Touma: You okay!? Hold on tight!

Izumi Iori: You should be the one giving us instructions. You're in the ideal position to see what’s happening.

Kujo Tenn: Let's set some signals. If you want us to move forward, say "advance." If you want us to move back, say "retreat."

Isumi Haruka: I wonder if I'll be okay…Sorry if they take my headband!

Osaka Sougo: We’ll protect you, don’t worry.

Isumi Haruka: So cool…

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: We’ll hold you tight so you won’t fall!

Momo: This is the final showdown! Let’s have fun and give it our all!

Izumi Mitsuki: I’m counting on you, IDOLiSH7…!!

Nikaido Yamato: Leave it to me! I’ll protect Mitsu’s headband!!

Yotsuba Tamaki: Yeah! Our teamwork’s great!!

Rokuya Nagi: Let’s show them how four members of IDOLiSH7 can fight!

Natsume Minami: If you’re in a pinch, don’t hesitate to run!

Mido Torao: Should we practice backing up?

Yuki: Won’t it be dangerous if someone falls?

Yaotome Gaku: Let’s be careful when we retreat. Let’s get their ass, Natsume!

Natsume Minami: Let’s win this!

Reporter: Here we go! Win or lose, this is the final match!!

Nana Sports President: Red team, do your best…! And be careful not to get injured!

Nana Sports Vice President: White team, fight! Just one step away from victory…!

Reporter: Ready…

Red team: ……

White team: ……

Reporter: Start!!

Whistle blows

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Audience: Fight! Fight! Reeed!

Audience: Fight! Fight! Whiiiite!

Natsume Minami: *Charges forward*…!!

Isumi Haruka: Ah…! They’re coming this way!

Momo: Should we run?

Isumi Haruka: No, let’s fight! Come at me…!

Yaotome Gaku: Go, Natsume…!!

Natsume Minami: Got it…!!

Isumi Haruka: No way I’m letting you…!!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: Hang in there…!!

Yuki: ……Do your best…!!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Nanase Riku: Move forward! Forward…!!

Izumi Iori: …!! We can’t move forward any more!

Mitsuki reaches forward…

Izumi Mitsuki: Got it…!!

Nanase Riku: Whoa…!! Retreat, retreat…!!

Inumaru Touma: Back up, back up!!

Kujo Tenn: Be careful!!

Nikaido Yamato: Mitsu, now’s your chance!

Yotsuba Tamaki: Grab Rikkun’s headband, Mikki! you got this…!!

Izumi Mitsuki: …Ugh…!!

Nanase Riku: Ahhh! He almost took it!!

Rokuya Nagi: Mitsuki! If you reach too far you’ll lose your balance…!

Izumi Mitsuki: …Whoa…!!

Inumaru Touma: Now’s your chance!

Kujo Tenn: Move forward!

Nanase Riku: Move forward?!

Kujo Tenn: Don’t worry! We got this!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Izumi Mitsuki: …Tch. I won’t let you…!!

Audience: Fight! Fight! Reeeed!

Audience: Fight! Fight! Whiiite!

Natsume Minami: Ah…!!

Isumi Haruka: He lost his balance! This is our chance…!!

Natsume Minami: It’s a feint! Take this…!!

Isumi Haruka: Whoa-!!

Momo: Did he take it!?

Isumi Haruka: No he didn’t!!

Mido Torao: Minami, now’s your chance!!

Natsume Minami: ……Here goes……!

Yuki: Wait, wait…!! You’re gonna drop him…!!

Yaotome Gaku: Don’t worry! I’ve got you! Go for it…!!

Isumi Haruka: I won’t lose either…!!

ŹOOĻ members: (What are we gonna do if our team wins…?)

ŹOOĻ members: (That’d be so awkward…)

Isumi Haruka: (Just kidding. This is so much fun.)

Natsume Minami: (Competing against someone I admire and respect is the best feeling.)

Inumaru Touma: (Being completely absorbed in this moment…)

Mido Torao: (Giving it our all, just playing our hearts out…)

Isumi Haruka: ……!!

Natsume Minami: ……Ah…!!

Isumi Haruka: I got it!! I took Minami’s headbaaaand!!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Momo: Yessss!! Haruka!!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: You did it, Haruka-kun!!

Osaka Sougo: Let’s go help! Corner them with Riku-kun!

Isumi Haruka: Yes!!

Natsume Minami: Ahhh…! I’m sorry…!

Yuki: Don’t worry! You did great!!

Yaotome Gaku: Big Bro Izumi, watch out!

Mido Torao: Right, right! They’re coming from the right!!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Izumi Mitsuki: Oh crap…!!

Nikaido Yamato: Can we defend against this!?

Rokuya Nagi: We must protect him! Trust yourself and your teammates!!

Nanase Riku: Haruka-kun…!

Isumi Haruka: Nanase-san…! We’re gonna corner them from both sides…!

Nanase Riku: Got it!

Izumi Mitsuki: Damn it!! If I’m going down, I’m taking at least one of you with me…!!

Isumi Haruka: ……Whoa, whoa, whoa…!

Izumi Mitsuki: Just a little more…!

Nikaido Yamato: You got this…!

Rokuya Nagi: Go! Go!

Isumi Haruka: Move back! Back, back!!

Nanase Riku: Move forward…!!

Izumi Iori: Roger that!

Inumaru Touma: Push forward!!

Kujo Tenn: Forward!!

Yotsuba Tamaki: Mikki!! Behind you…!!

Nanase Riku: …!!

Izumi Mitsuki: Wha-!?

Nanase Riku: ……I GOT IT!!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Reporter: The match is oveeeeeeer—!!

Whistle blows.

Reporter: Red team scores two points! Red team wins!!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Nana Sports President: YEAHHHHHHHH!!

Nana Sports Vice President: Ahh…!!

Momo: We did it…!!

Tsunashi Ryuunosuke: We did…!

Osaka Sougo: We won…!

Isumi Haruka: Yaaaaay!! We held on till the end!

Nanase Riku: We won! We really won!!

Kujo Tenn: Good job. Everyone worked so hard.

Inumaru Touma: We actually won!! This is amazing…!!

Izumi Iori: Let’s high-five.

Iori and Touma high five.

Inumaru Touma & Izumi Iori: Yay!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Natsume Minami: Ahh… I’m so frustrated…

Nikaido Yamato: It stings, but we put up a good fight. You did great, rider!

Yuki: Great work guys. We gave it our all. That was fun.

Yotsuba Tamaki: Ughhh! I’m so frustrated! But congrats on the win!

Mido Torao: Yeah, you guys were strong! Congrats, Red team!

Yaotome Gaku: Congrats! We’re coming for revenge next time! I wanna do another sports festival!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Nana Sports President: If that happens, please let us sponsor it again.

Audience: Yayyyyyy…!!

Nana Sports Vice President: Thank you for your hard work, everyone! That was an incredible match!

Clap clap clap clap!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Audience: Great job…!!

Audience: Everyone did amazing!

Audience: I’m glad no one got hurt!

Audience: They all looked so cool!

Audience: Thank you…!!

Reporter: Everyone in the audience!! Let’s give a huge round of applause to these incredibly brave athletes!

Reporter: …Actually, I don’t even need to ask! The applause is already roaring through the venue! The cheers for our competitors are filling the air!

Reporter: To all the participants!

Reporter: Thank you for showing us the beauty of competition and the greatness of sports!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Reporter: The Idol Grand Sports Festival results are as follow! Red team with 3 wins! White team with 2 wins! The overall champion is the Red team!!

White team: Congrats!

Red team: Thank you!!

The audience continues to clap.

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Reporter: And with that, all events of the Idol Grand Sports Festival have come to an end!

Reporter: For the finale, we have a special gift from all the competitors to the amazing audience that cheered for them!

Nanase Riku: Everyone! Thank you for cheering for us!

Kujo Tenn: From all 16 of us, we present this to you! Please listen to…

Kujo Tenn & Nanase Riku: “Welcome, Future World!!!”

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Nanase Riku: Thank you, everyone!!

Kujo Tenn: Thank you for your support!!

Isumi Haruka: Thanks, guys!

Izumi Iori: And thank you to Nana Sports!

Izumi Mitsuki: Congrats on your 9th anniversary!

Nana Sports Vice President & President: Thank you so much!

Momo: That was soooo much fun! If we do another sports festival, come watch us again!

Yuki: We’re finally back together again.

Momo: …Y-Yeah! We can go back to being the one and only Re:vale!

Re:vale: We’re Re:vale again noooow!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

TRIGGER: Thank you!!

ŹOOĻ: Thanks, everyone!!

Nanase Riku: Whether we were about to win or lose…

IDOLiSH7: You kept cheering for us all the way!!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!!

Nanase Riku: Just like today, we want you to see us giving our all, more and more in the future!

Nanase Riku: Please keep supporting us and Nana Sports!

All Members: Thank you all so much!!

Audience: Kyaaaaaa…!! Clap clap clap clap!

The End.

#idolish7 #i7 #ainana #idolish7 translation #9th anniversary story #stop not start knot

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luigilore · 3 months ago

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lu x hyperfeminine gf thoughts incoming!

I don't think he's that hard to please when it comes to having a good smell that attracts him. I personally see him being more into sweet scents or soft floral scents. Nothing to mature or femme fatale kind of scents. Think the entire Chloe perfume collection, Glossier You family, Being Frenshe (Solar Fleur scent), LoveShackFancy perfumes, you get where I'm going with this... This man loves and I mean LOVES the feel of the soft, supple skin you have after you use scented moisturizer & body oil after you shower. He's always sniffing the crook of your neck and massaging your thighs with his hands after that fresh shave. Loves to smell hair, he's addicted to that gisou hair perfume and sometimes you catch him sniffing the bottle when he think you're not looking.

Sighs internally when you leave random lip balms and lip glosses all over the apartment. He highly (but think he's being lowkey) loves catching a whiff of Summer Fridays Pink Sugar on your lips when he leans in to kiss you.

He think you look at little silly when you put on those heatless curl rods in your hair and chuckles to himself whenever you decide to put on a sheet mask. But then one day he randomly says, "Hey, can I try one of those? Are they any good?" Single use sheet masks aren't the most environmentally friendly but he'll do it because he loves the shit out of you and it gives him a chance to bond with you.

"luigi, give your hand. those cuticles need to get pushed back and I want to put some cuticle oil on them"

he'll grumble and mutter on about how pointless it is under his breath while giving you his hand in the most dramatic, sassy manner. However, when you're bent down putting the rose scented cuticle oil on, he's beaming. He knows this your way of showing him love, by taking care of the things he wouldn't even dream of putting emphasis on.

He knows that even though you take extra care of your (and his) appearance, you're not shallow or vapid. You have a heart of gold, wear your heart on your sleeve. You're his hair tossing, lipgloss smacking princess and he wouldn't have it any other way

xoxo, a hyperfeminine girlie that did a lot of self insertion here

OH ANON stop thank you for this truly🩷🩷reading this like the morning paper actually🤓 this is soooo good

i totally agree re scents like anything sweet or floral or even maybe citrusy/fresh would be his fav... and omg i loveee glossier you i also love the marc jaocb daisy line i feel like that fits this vibe <33

!!! imagine one time you forget and kiss him right after u put lip plumper on and he makes the most disgusted face like pouting with his now red lips like lmfao wiping it off immediately asking if thats normal and why would you purposely hurt yourself <//3 but yes ur little like bowl near the doorway where u keep ur keys has so many random lipglosses and balms in it

ur absolutely right like would be obsessed with thumbing over and rubbing ur skin after u put lotion and body oil on omgg... random but after u've been together for a while and ur v comfortable w e/o i do think he would enjoy randomly sniffing ur hair or the crook of ur neck :') would also sometimes just wander into your bathroom with you as you're doing your nighttime routine to look at all of your different products lol he's curious... "i didn't even know this was a thing" x 100

re face masks yeahhhh ahh he would enjoy just listening to you explain the different ones u have and u put it on for him so carefully, maybe even straddling his lap, very concentrated and he's just looking at u like 🤩

stopppp omg hed be so sassy but he'd also feel really so uniquely pampered and loved by you down to the way you hold his fingers so gently <3 also imagine getting him a curl cream like u do ur own research and u put it on after a shower all excited and again so carefully ... it kind of is reframing how he views the body not just as... almost a vehicle to upkeep but learning to enjoy the actual act of self care itself... IDK

thank u again this is truly my jam 🤗

#asks #luigi mangione x reader #luigi mangione fluff #i enjoy loveshackfancy's vibe in gen i need to look at their perfumes i have a dress from there <3 #luigi mangione imagine #🎀 &💻

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darkovergrownforestnymph · 1 year ago

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I want a Jason Todd x Ballerina fic SOOOO BADDDD. Like I need it. here me out

You are a new dancer at Gotham Ballet so you’re in corp. His eyes are on you. He loves ballet and follows the story but if you’re on stage he will find you no matter what.

He’d be there for you when you move to soloist and he’s so proud of you. He’d take you to your favorite book store to celebrate and eat sushi ( or whatever food you want).

This man may be busy every night but somehow during nutcracker season every night you dance he will be there with flowers after. Like how does he do it.

If you’re in muscle pain he has all the thing. Any and all muscle pain cream, he has the messagers, the rollers, lacrosse balls ( they slay at rolling out muscles like get them NOW!).

He will stretch with you, and first he wasn’t good at it, now he wants to be better than Dick. Like whip out a needle one day in front of him.

Have a break after performances and you get bored. No Worries! Teach Jason ballet!! It’s so silly and fun.

If you feel bad about yourself and your dancing. He’s gonna make you stop immediately. Makes you watch old dance videos and new ones (He’s always recording you dance he loves it!!!) to see how far you’ve come and how much you keep improving. He thinks you’re gonna be a principle and he believes in you enough for the both you of.

Batfam meets you the show you become a principle. It’s announced at the end of the closing show of the season. Dude he looked like when a dad’s football team scores a point. He stood up and screamed ( YEAHHHH THATS MY GIRLLL!!!). Bruce gave him a lil look but he doesn’t care. He had a feeling so he got you the biggest bouquet with little gifts hidden inside. He was so happy for you and now you had to meet Bruce Wayne… sweaty… it’s okay. They were astonished how long you guys have been dating like how’d he do it and why. Jason shrugs and takes you home.

Overall, this man would be so good for a ballerina ( ME) and pleaseeeeee

I think i’m just gonna write it myself.

#red hood and the outlaws #dick grayson #batman #batfamily #batfam #tim drake #damian wayne #bruce wayne #red robin #robin #bruce now understanding why jason always left patrol during december like he didn’t have responsibilities no mf #he had to get his girl the prettiest flowers he could find #he will pick you up from company class with like a handful of wild flowers sometimes cause they remind him of you #ballerina #ballerina reader #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #red hood x reader #red hood

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the-winter-smoulder · 2 years ago

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For The First Time

Characters: Bucky x Virgin!reader

Word Count: 1969

Warnings: NSFW, 18+ Only, fluff, smut, virginity, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), Language!

A/N: This was a request from my dear friend @Gemma. I hope this is everything you ever wanted and more 😊

You and Bucky had been dating for a few months, and things were starting to, uh, progress.

Last night, you could tell he really wanted to take things further, and you did too, but you hadn’t had “the talk” with him yet.

But now, feeling the way you did about him, and those damn urges taking over, you had to tell him your secret.

You’re a virgin.

Ugh… the dreaded “V” word. You assumed, though you did not know for sure, that Bucky was not a virgin, and try as you might, it felt a little awkward for you to bring it up. Not that there is anything wrong with it, but it’s just an awkward conversation. You never had to talk about doing hand stuff or oral, but this was different. This was far more intimate for you.

Bucky had agreed to take it slow when you first started going out, but you hadn’t had a conversation about it since, so the idea made you a little nervous.

As you waited for him to come over for your date, you couldn’t help but to start to feel anxious.

Why didn’t I just tell him before. It’s not embarrassing, it’s just a fact. Why am I so nervous about this?

Lost in thought, you jumped when you heard a knock on your door.

Fuck! It’s him.

“Come in!” you said, cheerfully.

“Hey, doll!” he smiled, giving you a kiss on the forehead.

“Hi, Bucky,” you blushed, “Um, I was hoping you would be okay with us just staying in tonight? Pizza should be here any minute.”

“Yeah, that sounds great!” he said, hanging up his coat on a hook by the door and kicking off his boots.

“Okay, good,” you said, a little shakiness in your voice.

“Everything okay, doll? You sound nervous.”

Damn his super-soldier hearing!

“Um, yeah, everything is okay. I just have something I want to talk to you about. Nothing bad, just something I need to share.”

His response was interrupted by a knock at the door. He turned to answer it and pay the delivery kid. He closed the door and placed the pizza box on the counter.

“Are you keeping secrets from me?” he asked, a coy smile on his face.

“Well, yes and no. It’s not a secret, per se, just something we haven’t talked about.”

“Is it… um… about sex?” he asked quietly.

“Yeahhhh… yes. It is,” you replied, cheeks hot.

“Oh! Doll, don’t be embarrassed. You can tell me anything. Are we going too fast? Do you want to slow down?”

“No! Bucky! Just… stop for a second!” you laughed, “Just grab some pizza and let’s sit on the couch.”

You both settled on the couch, and Bucky looked at you with concern as you took a deep breath.

“Okay, Bucky. So, as you know, we’ve been getting a little more intimate lately, and I do enjoy it. I do want to take that next step with you, but…”

You stopped and took another deep breath. You closed your eyes and blurted out, “I’m a virgin!”

Bucky’s face softened as he leaned back, letting out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding, and he just smiled.

“That’s it?” he asked sweetly.

“Yes. That’s it.”

“Okay,” he smiled.

“Okay? That’s it? Just ‘okay’?”

“Okay, doll, calm down. It’s just… that’s okay,” he said, setting his plate on the coffee table. “I’m glad you told me. I’m sure you assumed that I’ve got more experience, and I do, but it’s okay. You know I would never do anything you don’t want me to, and I definitely wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. Is that what you’re so nervous about?”

You thought about it for a minute, a smile creeping across your lips.

“Yeah, probably. I’m nervous about a lot of things. Will it hurt, what if I don’t like it, what if you don’t like it, what if I start crying…”

“Y/n, doll, stop,” he smiled, placing a hand on your knee, “None of that matters, not in the grand scheme of things. Look, we’ve done other stuff, but if it hurts, I’ll stop. If you don’t like it, I’ll stop, and we’ll never do it again. Don’t even worry about me not liking it… it’s you. I’m going to like it no matter what. And, if you cry… well, then you cry, and I will make sure you’re okay before we do anything else.

Y/n… we never have to do anything that you don’t want to do, I promise you. Absolutely no pressure, okay?”

You smiled at him and shook your head “yes.”

“Good. Let’s eat this while it’s still hot and watch a movie, okay?”

“Okay. Do you want to watch the next Lord of the Rings movie?”

“Yes! That sounds awesome!”

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You finished eating and curled up with Bucky while watching the extended version of Return of the King. You had your arm across his chest, your head on his shoulder, and he stroked your hair, kissing your forehead every so often.

When the movie finished, you looked up at him and saw the biggest smile on his face.

“Did you like it, Bucky?”

“It was amazing! I loved it” he said with a little yawn.

“So, do you want to stay over?”

“If you want me to, absolutely,” he said, smiling and wiggling his eyebrows at you.

“Race you to the bedroom!” you squealed, jumping up and running down the short hallway.

“You’re gonna get it!” he laughed, running after you. He tackled you gently onto the bed and things began the way they normally did.

Bucky began kissing your lips and neck. He slid his hands under your sweater, rubbing your back like he always did, as if to calm and soothe you. He moved to take your sweater off and began to kiss your neck again, moving toward your chest. You felt his hands slide your bra straps off your shoulders, his metal hand unclasping it from the back, his other hand pulling the fabric away from your body.

He licked his lips, and quickly his mouth was on your breast, tongue moving languidly around your nipple. You let out a moan, your fingers running through his hair. You felt him smile against your skin as he kissed your stomach, his hands on your hips. You felt his hands move around to your ass, fingertips pulling at the waistband, your leggings and panties rolling over your ass, your hips, your thighs.

Bucky tossed them aside and removed his own shirt, tossing it the way of your pants. You felt his fingers running up the sides of your calves, his palms rubbing over your knees as he gently pulled your legs apart.

He drew in a slow, deep breath, “Mmm… you always smell so sweet,” he said quietly. His face inched closer to your sex, kissing your inner thighs along the way.

You felt his warm, wet tongue slowly lick your dripping wet folds, and you let out a deep sigh. You arched your back as he placed your legs over his shoulders, his tongue delving deeper, swirling around your clit. He introduced his thick finger to the mix, sliding it slowly until it was all the way inside of you.

He looked up at you, making sure you were comfortable. When you let out a moan, you could feel him smiling against your sensitive skin, his tongue working its magic over your clit as his finger moved in and out of you.

“Another one?” he asked.

“Yes,” you whined, “More.”

You felt a slight stretch as he inserted the second finger. It felt so good that you let out a little giggle.

“Mmm, yeah, you like that, don’tcha, doll?”

“Yes, Bucky…. Feels so good. I… want more.”

“You sure? Tell me what you want, doll,” he said in a low, husky tone, fingers moving quickly in and out of you.

“Ahh, Bucky! Fuck! Feels so good,” you moaned, feeling yourself tighten around his fingers, grabbing at his metal arm. You came hard and fast, panting and moaning. Your eyes rolling back.

“Good girl. Tell me what you want, Y/n.”

“Take off your pants, Bucky,” you breathe, “I want you inside of me.”

“You’re sure?” he asked.

“Yes, Bucky. Please.”

He kissed your lips and you felt him move off of the bed. You sat up slightly, leaning back on your forearms. He met your gaze as he began to unbuckle his belt. You felt your cheeks get hot, his dominant lust-filled eyes staring you down as he unzipped his jeans.

You averted your gaze, watching him as he pushed his pants and underwear down over his hips, his muscled thighs tightening to let them drop to the floor with a soft thud.

He stepped out of his pants as he leaned forward, peppering your body with kisses as he crawled up from the foot of the bed to lay gently on top of you.

“You’re sure?” he asked again.

“I’m sure, Bucky. I want you.”

His leg moved to part your thighs. You lift your legs, wrapping them around his waist.

“Let me know if you need to stop,” he said, reaching down, grabbing his hard length and lining it up with your warm, dripping entrance.

You felt yourself stretch as he entered you, feeling a slight pinching sensation. You winced, sucking in a breath as he slid further into you. With a worried look on his face, he started to open his mouth to speak, but you cut him off.

“I’m okay, Bucky.”

He kissed your lips and moved his hips so he was fully seated inside of you. You were keenly aware of how he filled you up. The sensation was odd, but not completely uncomfortable. There was a little pain, but it was tolerable. You felt him slide back and forth slowly, gently. You could tell he was holding back for your benefit. He wanted this experience to be good for you, slow and sweet.

He looked into your eyes as he continued his movements. You moaned, closing your eyes, feeling the pleasure beginning to build. You clenched your thighs at his waist, trying desperately to hold onto him as he began to move faster.

You could feel his hot, panting breath on your neck. He nibbled your ear as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Something came over you that you couldn’t describe, and you gently bit his shoulder, sucking and licking the skin as he moaned, moving faster.

Both of you were panting and moaning as you felt pressure build in your abdomen. Bucky shuddered as his hips stuttered, stopping with his cock buried deep inside of you. You moaned loudly with pleasure as your walls tightened around his thick member.

Clearly, you’d had orgasms from his tongue and fingers before, but not like this. Something about him being on top of you and inside of you made this orgasm so much better.

You felt your thighs begin to shake as you loosened their grip on his waist. You felt his entire weight on top of you, sweat glistening on his forehead, neck and back.

“Are you okay?” he asked, kissing your neck.

“Yes, Bucky. I’m fine,” you smiled, looking into his eyes, “That was amazing. Was it okay for you?”

“Doll… it was perfect. I loved it. I love you.”

“Bucky… I… I love you too.”

Bucky rolled onto his back and pulled you on top of him so your head was on his chest. He gently massaged the back of your head and neck with his metal finger tips, moving his other hand up and down your spine.

Slowly, you both drifted off to sleep, the promise of a new day ahead of you, together and in love.

#bucky #bucky barns x reader #bucky barns x y/n #bucky barnes smut #bucky fanfic #bucky x Female Reader

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loverstrings · 23 days ago

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Project Spindle (Chapter Five) - Established Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

As tensions rise and new intel surfaces, the team regroups to confront a hidden threat tied to Y/N’s past. With trust tested and roles shifting, they prepare for a mission that could change everything.

a.n - im free from my shackles of spring semester! im glad you guys are enjoying reading this series! i enjoy writing it for you! ive been writing little drabbles of her and the team :3 those are separate from this series, it was more before we introduced them in the first chapter. but yeahhhh hope you guys enjoy this one!

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“Are we ready to burn it?” Steve asked quietly, eyes fixed on the bunker—on the room full of glass ghosts and broken promises.

Bucky exhaled. “Not yet. Let me lock in the coordinates to VERMA.”

He tapped his device until a soft ping confirmed the upload. Then, with a short nod to Steve, he added, “Now we’re good.”

Bucky turned to Y/N, who was leaning on Wanda. “Hon, you ready?” Her eyes were distant, clouded with fear, but she still gave him a soft nod—a small, trembling gesture that said she heard him, and that she was holding on.

That was enough. He reached for her hand and didn’t let go as they made their way to the car in silence. They watched the bunker go up in flames from the backseat of a sedan. Smoke curled into the sky, dancing in the rearview mirror as they drove away. No one said a word until the vehicle slowed at the quinjet’s ramp.

Onboard the jet, silence filled the cabin except for the hum of the engines. Bucky sat across from Steve, one arm resting along the back of the seat, fingers tapping lightly against the fabric—restless.

“You didn’t stay with Peggy,” Bucky said. His voice wasn’t accusing. Just… searching.

Steve stared ahead for a long moment, then answered quietly. “I thought that was where I belonged. But… something pulled me back. There’s more for me here than I thought.”

Bucky nodded slowly, gaze dropping to the floor. For a second, his jaw tightened—just barely. “Yeah,” he said, voice lower now. "sometimes, chasing what we think we need just leaves us more lost." Steve looked at him, concerned, but didn’t press. Bucky leaned back, eyes on the ceiling like he was trying to keep something from surfacing.

“You being here…” he paused, then swallowed. “It’s good. Just gonna take some getting used to. You were gone a long time, man. I thought I lost you for good.”

“I know,” Steve said. “I’m sorry.”

Bucky gave a tight smile, the kind that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “It’s alright. Doesn’t feel real yet anyway.”

They lapsed back into silence, the kind that said more than words could.

Outside the window, the clouds moved fast beneath them. And somewhere behind Bucky’s steady breath and stillness, something unspoken curled tighter inside him—something he wasn’t ready to let go of yet.

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When the jet touched down on the Tower's pad, the group was already waiting inside—Yelena, Bob, Ava, Walker, and Alexei all clustered together like dogs sensing something was wrong. They followed Wanda, Steve, Bucky, and Y/N silently through the halls, sticking close without a word of protest.

The crowd thickened as they moved into the briefing room, where the air felt heavier, more aware.

Bucky took center, the rest fanning out around him.

“What we found…” he began, glancing toward Y/N briefly, “was a continuation facility. Not an old Hydra ruin—something new. Hidden. Modern. And designed specifically to extract from Y/N whatever they didn’t finish the first time.”

He paused as the words sank in. “It’s abandoned now, or that’s what they want us to think. But it was operational long after Hydra fell. The coordinates lead us to a remote lab—VERMA-12, buried in the Carpathians. We believe whoever took over the program is still out there. Finishing their work.”

Yelena’s jaw tensed, her arms folding tighter across her chest. Ava stared down at the floor, lips pressed into a thin line. Walker shifted his weight but said nothing, gaze flicking briefly toward Y/N, then away.

The silence lingered only a moment before they began to move—each of them propelled by purpose, by routine, by the need to keep going. Whatever waited for them at VERMA-12, they’d face it prepared.

In the mission prep room, the team spread out across a long table scattered with gear, weapons, and communication tools. They moved with methodical urgency. Ava checked the flow of her suit, making sure it was synced to the comms. Yelena ran a quick diagnostic on her wrist blasters, brows furrowed in focus. Walker stood off to the side, quietly adjusting the straps on his taco-shaped shield, his expression unreadable

Bucky paced quietly. Steve stood by the schematics, adjusting the shields given to him by the Wakandans. Wanda and Y/N were looking over coordinates, side by side.

Then Y/N turned, glancing toward Bob. “Bob… maybe you should sit this one out.”

He paused mid-check on his gear, looking up. “Why?”

“This mission isn’t like the last,” she said gently, but with a firmness that couldn’t be missed. “It’s Hydra. And whatever’s out there—I don’t want you caught in the crossfire.”

Bob’s jaw tightened. “I’m not asking to be dropped into the front line. But I’m part of this team. You don’t get to decide I’m not.”

“I’m not saying you can’t handle yourself—”

“Yes, you are,” he said, not angrily, just honest. “I know what this mission means. I know what it means to you. And I still want in.”

Alexei let out a huff. “He grows stronger by fighting. You coddle him, he stays soft. You let him stand, he becomes agent. Real one.”

Y/N looked ready to fire back, but Bucky stepped in. He glanced at both of them, then looked squarely at her. No words—just a steady nod.

She sighed quietly.

Bucky turned to Bob. “You’re coming. But this isn’t full deployment. You stay on the jet, run support. Eyes, comms, tactical reads.”

Bob’s response came after a beat. “Understood.”

“No weapons yet,” Bucky added. “You want to prove something, do it by keeping us alive from the backline.”

Bob nodded once. Y/N looked at him, her tone softening. “Be safe. That’s all I care about.”

His expression eased just a bit, and he reached out, briefly squeezing her hand. “Same to you.”

As the last of the gear was packed into crates, Y/N finally spoke again. “Alright. We’re going to VERMA-12. It’s a Hydra site, still active, and based on what we’ve gathered, they were trying to continue… well, me. So whatever’s left there, we need to destroy it. Not just for me, but for everyone who might be tied to this.”

The team nodded in agreement. FShe glanced at Bucky, brushing his hand. “I know this is a big deal, and not all of us have been in the same room before, so— let’s get this out of the way. I don’t expect anyone to like each other, but I do expect respect.”

“Respect?” Walker muttered, arms folded.

“Yeah, respect,” Y/N repeated, eyeing him. “We’ve all been through things, and we’re here for a reason. So let’s focus on what’s important.”

Walker shifted, clearly uncomfortable. He looked to Sam — who wasn’t there — then back at Steve.

Steve gave him a quiet nod. “We’re all here for the same thing. No one’s alone on this.”

Ava crossed her arms and smirked. “You’ll get used to it.”

“Right,” Walker muttered.

“Hey, hey!” Alexei boomed from the back of the room. “Steve Rogers! I have waited years to meet you!”

He clapped Steve on the back hard enough to rattle bones. Steve just chuckled.

“Nice to meet you too.”

Y/N rolled her eyes, lips tugging up faintly. “You’re too much, Alexei.”

“I am Russian hero,” Alexei grinned. “But I do like big strong super soldier Steve Rogers too.”

"Alright," she said, her voice firm but warm. "We need to stick together. Stay close to each other, and don’t do anything reckless. We’re not just going to destroy files; we’re erasing everything Hydra had on me."

As the final duffels were zipped and the last coordinates loaded into the nav systems, Steve pulled Bucky aside.

“Maybe we should call in Sam and Joaquin. Just in case it’s bigger than we think.”

Bucky gave a small nod. “We might need the backup.”

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