#Teen Usos

[ucetheones]

"When was the last time anybody hugged you?"

Cold Water

Jey Uso was separated from his birth family at a young age, what happens when he runs into his twin brother, randomly one day?

Will his existing relationship with Jai, his best friend of eleven years fold under the pressure of trying to find his place with them?

*the story will be better than the description, I promise!

"When was the last time anybody hugged you?"

The question was simple, one the average person could easily answer. But for Jey, it felt like cold water had been dumped all over his body. It felt like someone had pushed him out into the winter air without a jacket, because he hadn't been hugged in a long time.

Jey wishes he could say he was last hugged yesterday, or even a week ago, but that wasn't the case. 

Instead, he said nothing, he just rolled his eyes, kissed his teeth and tipped his head back. "Not everybody has mommy and daddy there to coddle them." 

That wasn't Jey's voice. The tone was softer, but always firm.

It was Jai, as usual. They were always the first one to defend Jey, or divert attention away from him. He was always thankful for them, they had a quick tongue and never backed down.

Jey could easily defend himself, he could quickly remind his friend he grew up in the system, having been separated from his birth family after a freak incident. However, he always chose to say nothing. It was easier than bringing down the whole room.

Besides, Jey aged out of the system with Jai a few months ago. It sucked never being adopted, but Jai was there too. Just as alone as Jey, but never one to show how deeply it stung.

While they ended up in the same foster home, their situations were drastically different. Jai had been abused by their birth parents for years before finally being freed of them. 

Their foster parents were nice, thankfully. They'd only been separated twice since they met.

They'd both been in less than ideal homes in their lives, but the last family they found themselves with had been kind, and inviting. They even helped Jey and Jai find a place to stay after their 18th birthdays, not to mention they stayed in constant touch with the pair.

There was a loud 'bang!' before anyone could respond to Jai. 

Jey was more than glad to grab his stuff and Jai, using the distraction to extract his best friend and himself. 

The sound was just one of the other wrestlers in training having hit the mat a little too hard. Everyone should've been accustomed to the sound by now, but it could still be alarming. 

As soon as the fresh air hit his face, Jey was tipping his head back with a small smirk. "Ten bucks says Hawks doesn't last another month."

Jai clicked their tongue, their shoulder bumping into Jey's. "Man, you know I agree with you. Why would I take that bet?" Jey gives a soft shrug, throwing his arm around Jai's shoulders, "A month is real specific, what if he only lasts another week? You just lost ten dollars!"

Before Jai can respond, Jey's body is tugged away from them, a soft 'oof' leaving the taller of the two. Jai is by his side immediately, though when they glare up at the mystery person, their eyes almost immediately widen.

"Um, Jey? Why is your face looking at me?" Their question falls on deaf ears when the person who bumped into Jey speaks, 

"Josh…?"

One look at Jey confirms Jai's suspicions, though he looks equally as confused as they feel. 

"I'm Jey." He points at himself, his brows pinched.

Jai breathes a deep sigh, their hair falling in front of their face as they do. 

"Are you fucking stupid, Jey? Seriously?"

Twenty minutes later finds them in a cramped booth at a random diner near their training center. Jey is gripping Jai's thigh for dear life, as the guy who they've learned is named Jon, or Jimmy, munches on a plate of lukewarm fries.

He spent about ten minutes trying to convince Jey they were related, but given the fact they were clearly twins, Jai and Jey both felt it was unnecessary. 

Jey had a dozen questions, but there was one question he couldn't let go of.

"Wait, why you here now? You said y'all lived in Florida, so how you end up in Ohio?" 

Jimmy merely shrugged, "wrestling, man. I start training next week." Jey and Jai share a look, which has Jimmy visibly confused.

"What's with the faces?"

Jey chuckles softly, his grip on Jai's thing loosening, "Us too, actually. We moved from Indiana a few months back." 

"We? Y'all a couple?"

Jai can feel their cheeks dusting red, and given the way Jey's fingers twitched against their thigh, they knew he was just as taken aback by the question. 

"Nah, not at all. We're just really close. Been a duo since we were about seven years old!" It was the practiced answer, the one Jey and Jai gave to anyone who asked.

Because it was true, they weren't a couple. They'd always skirted around it, but neither were willing to risk the years of friendship under their belts for a relationship that might not work out. 

Jimmy looked suspicious at the answer, but he held his hands up placatingly and took a sip from his long forgotten soda.

"You wanna know what's funny, Uce?"

Jey wanted to point out this entire situation was hilarious, but he just shook his head and motioned for the other to continue. 

"Our family is wrestling royalty in the WWE,  so the fact you gravitated towards it without knowing is like…destiny or somethin'. 

Aye, but now that I found you, we can be a family again!" 

It was like destiny, and Jey wasn't sure if it was ironic or something else.

He was taken from his parents at the age of three, the reason is still mostly unknown to him. He spent his childhood being put through the ringer, hoping one day his family would return and sweep him away. Hoping they'd save him from the hell hole that was his life growing up.

No such rescue ever came, but his 18th birthday came and went and now the universe decided to drop his twin brother into his lap. A twin he never would've known he had if he hadn't ducked out of practice earlier than usual. 

Years of crying himself to sleep, wishing for his mother's warm touch, coupled with dreams of fleeting touches he'd only known for a short while, were just supposed to be washed away because his twin brother found him, accidentally?

Yeah, right. 

Jai seemed to sense his discomfort, and immediately shook their head. "You gotta give him time, he doesn't even know y'all. I'm his family, you're a bunch of strangers to him."

Jey wanted to wince at the ice lacing their tone, but he couldn't help but agree. Jai had been his only real family. He didn't even know Jimmy, or his parents. It would take more time than Jey was sure anyone would be willing to take.

[vanityangel]

☆ ROXANNE PEREZ ☆ WWE NXT (MARCH 12, 2024)

[romanreignseater]

This Is Cinema.

Jey Uso x Black Female Reader

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut; consensual pornography & rough times 🤫.

“You know what they say about the Bloodline, them boys make CINEMA!!”

A/N: That Jimmy fic is on hold until further notice 😤 (that boy made me so mad). I do have another Jey fic, but this was TOOO good for me to not upload first!! Hope you enjoy 💋!!”

GIF: @jeygif

Another day of work, another asshole to deal with.

Or so you thought.

Working as “pornstar”, but your preferred term of “adult film star”, was something you didn’t see yourself doing when you were a teen. The idea of getting nude in front of a camera with loads of crew surrounding as you do something that seems so sacred was weird to you back then. But, once college didn’t work out, you had other plans.

One of your homegirls who started off doing porn and soon ventured into the world of OnlyFans gave you the idea to start. And honestly… it was one of the best decisions you’ve made!!

You were soon living lavishly in Tampa, Florida, with $6 million to your name, the most gorgeous mansion, a brand new bright pink Range Rover, the cutest teacup poodle named Rex, food in your fridge, and bills paid. All in under a year.

Regardless of what people may say about you on the internet… sweetheart they were paying your bills.

You were working with some of the best in the industry and millions of views on those videos. Your career seemed to be at its pinnacle, but your manager informed you that there was a group of men starting off in the industry and absolutely taking over. In a little over five months, they were rated the top pornstars in the world.

Hundreds of millions of views on each of their videos and numerous women wanting to start a career just to be able to be near them. Working with them would not only boost your career even further, but to get a chance to fuck a handsome ass Samoan, yes please. In the words of your manager, “We gotta get that dick.”

An interesting choice of words, but you trusted every piece of advice she gave you. Soon, you were on a flight to the ATL to meet up with one of the members of the infamous group.

Doing your research the night prior to your flight, there were three brothers and a cousin. Roman, the cousin, was the oldest and definitely the biggest. A set of twins, Jimmy and Jey, and their younger brother, Solo, who didn’t look so little.

Roman was the one who wasn’t the most booked, as he only worked with the best of the best. Viewers only seeing his work every once in a while. But, when he dropped a video you knew it was gonna be heat. The absolute passion in his strokes and darkness in his eyes made you bite your lip at his raw manly magnitude.

Jimmy was fairly booked, with his whole month practically full. Most of his content involved acting with a lot of backstory. Really diving deep into massive rounds of role play and foreplay. That boy didn’t play games once that time came around though.

Next was Solo. He was working with a lot of underground stars and still reaching the levels of the ones older than him. Yet, he picked up those levels quick. Reaching the heights of his family and making women reach their climax at the same time.

But, the one who really caught your eyes was Jey. He was the definition of your ideal man. His warm-looking tan skin, his beautiful curly mullet, sexy ass style, big meaty thighs and muscles, and those grills. The way he fucked made you shrivel in your panties. He was a beast with a lot of mouth, just the way you liked it. His style consisted more of an interview at the beginning with a little foreplay and then straight to business. Asking girls about what turns them on the most and what he’s gonna do to them. Making each and every woman who set foot near him blush heavily.

And let’s not get started about that dick.

Definitely a 9-incher, big and heavy looking balls that laid nicely underneath his cock. A luscious pink mushroom tip, with meaty veins that trailed down to his trimmed hair. Now, it’s getting really hot and the thoughts of what he could do to you couldn’t stop dancing around your head.

After some more internet stalking, the time flew by and your flight approached.

Knowing that he stayed in ATL made you absolutely happy. Your manager wouldn’t let you know who exactly you’d be working with, but as soon as you saw your ticket, you knew you were in for a treat and rude awakening.

Dressing your absolute best in a grey Skims shirt and matching miniskirt, that barely covered your ass… perfect.

Wig secured down by some industrial glue and an opt out for the lashes, knowing they’d come off. But, mascara is a must.

On your way there, you couldn’t contain the excitement you felt. Watching some of his work that night before and earlier that day, you knew what he liked, how he acted, and how he wanted it. All the little things that made him tick and shiver.

You were seriously on demon time.

Even though, you felt as though you were throughly experienced and quite the pro. The flashing lights and big cameras still made you very nervous. In the beginning, your parents weren’t very supportive, but once they saw you had a roof over your head and food to eat, that’s all that mattered to them. But, sometimes the days didn’t get any easier. Luckily, your manager was a real one and knew how to calm you down.

After meeting all members of the crew, and the camera and director you and Jey would be working closely with today, you got touched up as you awaited Jey’s arrival.

“Nervous?!” The makeup artist asked you. Laughing slightly, you nonchalantly ignored your jitters and told her you were fine. All that anxious behavior would only arise and the man of the hour arrived.

He looked absolutely scrumptious in a pair of white joggers and a white Nike Tech with no shirt on underneath. His Cuban link chains shining in the sunlight and his cross earring dangling from his one ear.

Your cunt just throbbed at the sight of him. “Hello Ms. Y/N?! Is anyone in there?!” Completely zoned out and you didn’t even realize it, Jey waved his big hand in your face to catch your attention. His dimple prominent as he was quite amused by your expression.

“Hey Jey nice to meet you. Sorry… I just zoned out for a second.” Reaching out to shake his hand, he kindly refused. “It’s no problem, but I don’t shake hands I’m more of a hugger.” Flustered by his comment you arose from your chair and were soon enveloped into his burly arms.

His arms were thick and wrapped around your waist securely, his warm chest pressed against yours, as you felt your nipples harden. The feeling of his semi-hard dick rest against your thigh made you bit your lip and hold your arms around his neck tighter. “You out here showing out, I see you and your little miniskirt.” Spinning you around at 180 degrees, he stopped when your back faced his front.

Obviously entertained by his comments, you decided to show out a little more. Bending over slightly and giving him a little shake, Jey took the opportunity to give your ass an ample smack. “Uh oh, we got a lotta chemistry over here, don’t we?!” The producer of our film walked over to us as we were sharing a moment.

Both of us blushed at the producers comments. Damn right we have chemistry, but we really are gonna see once those cameras turn on. “But, we need more of that on the screen, so let’s get filming.” Turning back around to you, Jey gave you a wet kiss on the cheek and winked at you as he headed to the living room.

He is something else.

————————————————————————

“In 5, 4, 3, 2… 1.”

“Alright, well look at who we have here. We got the Queen of Screams, Y/N in the building. And the Leader Beater, Jey.” Both of us have a wave and proper introduction to the camera as we laughed at the names the producer gave us.

“I just gotta say you guys just sitting next to each other is already a movie.”

“Maybe I need to move a little more closer to him then.” Snuggling up by his side as gave you a gentle kiss on the forehead.

Jey’s arm was placed on the back of the couch with his legs fully spread, giving a beautiful of his already hard dick. You crossed you legs to staf off that feeling of what he would do to you tonight.

“You already know what it is Uce. I got one of the baddest in the game next to me and I’ve been waiting to get my hands on that ass.”

“Ooooo, Jey got all the smoke about you Y/N. You know that ass is viral!!”

Rolling you eyes slightly, you casually smirked as you began to open your mouth. “I got all the smoke behind him too. I’ve been waiting to dig into him for a while.” Your hand left your right thigh as you palmed him through his white sweats, feeling all of his girth.

“Okayyy, Jey how we feeling about that?!!”

“I’m feeling real good about that Uce. Like the feeling is only rising from here.” Removing your hand from his length, you put your head down as you laughed at his comment.

“She bout to be a REALLLL problem Uce!!” Jey’s hand traveled from the back of the couch to your ass as he palmed and massaged it. Returning the favor, you returned your hand back onto his dick.

“Tim, you need to speed this up a little don’t you think?!” Biting your lip and looking Jey dead in his chocolate brown eyes.

“She’s on demon time Jey.”

Jey simply nodded his head at the camera with a smile on his face as you threw your head back in laughter. “But, you gotta show me a little something bae.”

“What you wanna see?!”

Jey intently stared at your chest, barely taking his eyes off of them. “I think he wants to see my tits.” You giggled as you sensually removed your top, letting your breasts out on full display. Jey took a sharp intake of his breath as he admired your ample assets. You played with them first as you stuck your tongue out of your mouth, letting your saliva drip down onto them.

“Why yo ass so scared Jey?!” He quickly snapped out of your trance and gave you a questioning look. “I ain’t ever scared.”

“Prove it.”

Jey dove straight into the middle of your breasts, motorboating himself. You giggled as you took the back of his head into your hands. Things took a sharp turn when he massaged both of your sensitive breasts in his hands and began sucking on each nipples. Covering them in the upmost amount of saliva.

Bringing himself back into an upright position, he sat back and played with your tits. In awe of the dangly Hello Kitty nipple piercing you had on your right tit. “That fuckin’ piercing go crazy Uce, get a closeup on that.” As the cameraman went in to get a closeup, Jey shook your tits from side to side giving himself and the viewers a show.

“He’s having a lot of fun.” Jey gave the camera another sly look as he continued to play with your breasts. “But, I know he’s gonna have more fun with this.” Removing his hands from you, your chest now faces the back of the couch and your knees now pressed up against the seat cushion. You could hear a whistle coming from Jey’s mouth as you gently shook your ass, letting your miniskirt rise showcasing your lovely pink thong.

“This what I’m taking about baby.” Jey bit his lip as his head neared your ass, giving it a wonderful spank, kiss, and caress. “I’m done with this. I’m ready to get in the field.”

“Wow Y/N, I don’t think we’ve ever seen Jey skip over the interview so fast. We got only about four minutes of footage.”

“Four minutes is enough, come baby.” You yelped as Jey took you into his arms and walked to the bed placed off camera.

“I guess I just got the magic touch.”

“Damn right she do. Take that shit off for me mama.”

Tossing you onto the plush bed, you followed his orders and removed your skirt and panties. Your cunt on full display: wet, warm, pink, and soft. You began to play with your pearl as you stared into Jey’s now dark eyes. He slowly started to undo the ties in his sweats. “Keep playing with it baby, I need that pussy real wet when I fuck it.”

Him telling you to continue masturbating in front of him already drove you over the edge, but wanting you real wet when he fucked you, sent you to the moon.

“Unhhh… my pussy’s so wet for you daddy.” Jey was now in his PSD boxers, playing with his clothed cock at the same pace as you. You both stared sensually into each others eyes as Jey finally became nude. Your eyes couldn’t help but to trail down to his massive length, taking in all its magnificent glory.

“Yo ass looking at it real bad, come give it a taste.” Swiftly, you positioned yourself ass up face down as you took his dick into your small hands. Licking at his swollen head, you captured his bead of pre-cum. Closing your eyes and savoring the taste.

Jey’s head leaned back as you enveloped his entire cock into your mouth, all the way to the base. “Fuckkk, that throat ain’t no joke for real.” Not only were you known for your ass, the way you seemed to swallow a dick up so easily was also a topic of discussion.

You sloppily cover his entire length in your saliva, balls and all. You barely even gagged as he reached the back of your throat. Jey’s head lolled back as he revel in the feeling of your throat swallowing him whole like it was nothing. Bobbing your head up and down, twirling circles around his dick, and playing with his balls. “I-I-I-I c-an’t.”

Jey immediately pushed you away as he shivered at the immense amount of pleasure he was receiving, that he had to stop you. “We can’t be going too crazy so fast now. Stay bent over like that baby.” Arching your back even further, Jey assumed the position behind you.

Massaging your ass oh so heavenly. “That ass is something dangerous mama.” Blushing, you began to shake your ass back reaching to feel his dick. He just stood still as he admired your lewd attempts to fuck yourself against him.

Your pussy finally found his cock and you moaned as you gently pushed it into yourself. “Oooo Daddy, that feels so good already.” Jey grabbed your hips in order to get himself inside of you faster. “That pussy so tighttt.”

You bit your lip and looked into the camera as Jey bottomed out into you and began fucking you slowly. “Hey Jey, I swear you got more than that. Give the girl what she wants.”

Jey paused as you looked back at him. “Many girls can’t handle this and then they tap out.”

“I don’t tap out sweetheart. Do your worst.”

Jey pushed your head down into the mattress, as well as pushing your back down slightly more. He spread your legs further and held your juicy hips. He whispered to the camera, “She ain’t ready.”

Jey soon began to absolutely berating your cunt into oblivion. Your nails almost broke as you clawed at the sheets so roughly. Your ass bounced off of his taut abs as if a basketball was being dribbled on a court.

Your screams muffled into the mat as he didn’t cease his ministrations. His hand stayed trained on the back of your head as your nails scratched up his forearm.

“I told you yo’ ass ain’t ready. Tell the world your ass wasn’t ready!!” He pulled your head up as your face was covered in mascara stained tears and forced you to stare into the camera. The cameraman moved to get a closeup. “Tell the world yo’ ass can’t take it.”

Eyes rolled all the way to the back of your head and a big smile on your face, you proudly spoke. “I ca—n take i-i-it wo-rld.” A moan in each break of your sentence as you took Jey’s dick like a champ.

“She lasted longer than the rest, I ain’t gonna lie.” Your head fell back into the sheets as pulled both of your arms to your lower back. You soon began squirting and screaming like a mad woman, nearly as if someone was murdering you.

Well… you were definitely getting murdered in a different way.

“Fuckkkk, baby I’m about to cum. Keep squeezing me just like that.”

Your cunt never stopped clenching as Jey’s cum soon entered your quaking pussy. Jey beat seven hard strokes into your cunt, ensuring that he got every single drop into you.

You shivered as he left the warmth of pussy. You lied back against the bed and but your lip as Jey gave you a sloppy wet kiss.

“How was that guys?!”

“That was cinema.” We said in unison.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

THE END.

I actually think this is my longest fic to date. Why are all my Jey fics so long?!?! I wanna do a Roman fic give some ideas for Big Uce 💝💝🤪!!!

MY TAG SQUAD: @cyberdejos2 @thesamoanqueen @nayys-world @mzv11 @babybatlover @vogueyonce @harlem11680 @seeingstarks @thewarlordsworld @alyyaanna @southerngirl41 @christinabae @pitlissa22 @thealliasylum @fame-ass-ers @iluvthebloodline @jeyusos-girl @ah-fin3sse @solosikoasgf @msbigredmachine @rollinsland @angelicflower2020 @theogsamoanqueen @saintsvenust @angelreigns444

[afterdarkprincess]

🌟✨ Fic Masterlist ✨🌟

Sami Zayn & Jey Uso

Aftershocks Rating: Explicit Word Count: 14,595 Summary: Sami and Jey dealing with the aftermath of Tribal Combat at SummerSlam Masterpost Pretty in Pink- Aftershocks side story Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2,570 Summary: On a brief vacation from shows, Sami comes home to find his boyfriend all dressed up and waiting for him. Post

The Devil's in the Details (But You Got a Friend in Me) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 33,090 (currently) Summary: Royal Rumble AU- Sami gets injured at the Rumble and never betrays Roman. Friends to Lovers through SummerSlam Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Sweet Like Justice Rating: Gen Word Count: 660 Summary: Backstage at Crown Jewel, Jey and Sami hatch a plan to subvert the Judgement Day Post

A Moment Backstage Rating: Gen Word Count: 1,027 Summary: Sami and Jey share an interaction backstage before the Tag Title Rematch (set during Nov 13th 2023 Monday Night Raw) Post

Ruin(ed) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 729 Summary: Watching from backstage as Rhea flirts with Jey, Sami gets possessive and pulls Jey into the closest closet Post

Beauty Rating: Mature Word Count: 356 Summary: Sami Zayn reflects on the most beautiful thing he's ever seen Post

Did you touch yourself to the thought of me? Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1051 Summary:Sami finds out just how long Jey had been thinking about the two of them together. Post am I allowed to cry? Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1,556 Summary: Sami reflects on his relationship with Jey and the visions of Jey he sees in his head. Post

fuck it if i can't have him Rating: Mature Word Count: 1,514 Summary: Jey reflects on the choices he's made since the Royal Rumble and his feelings for Sami Post I love you (it's ruining my life) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 4,372 Summary: Sami and Jey realize they're in the same hotel and meet up for a late night discussion. Post

Seth Rollins & Roman Reigns & Jon Moxley

tangled up with you all night (burning it down) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3,720 Summary: Shield Era 2012 Seth has an encounter with 2023's Jon Moxley and Tribal Chief. Sexytimes ensue. Post

Seth Rollins & Jon Moxley

all you ever did was wreck me (yeah you wreck me) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 3,278 Summary: Newly returned Dean Ambrose has a press event at the WWE Performance Center and World Heavyweight Champion Seth Rollins is among those there to greet him. They find one another in a practice room long after everyone else has gone home and things escalate quickly. Post

mine Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2,083 Summary: Dean Ambrose pays Seth Rollins a visit after Smackdown 3/29/24 to remind Seth who he belongs to. Post

The Bloodline- Roman & Sami

ours Rating: Explicit Word Count: 4,990 Summary: After WarGames, Roman decides what Sami Zayn's place is in the bloodline, a willing hole for them to use. Post Roman's Pet Rating: Explicit Word Count: 859 Summary: Roman's pet Sami serves the Tribal Chief and earns his reward Post

Sami & Jey & Cody Rhodes

Can't Keep My Hands to Myself Rating: Explicit Word Count: 6,053 Summary: Things get a little heated in the bus after the Fastlane Press Conference, Sami facetimes his boyfriend to get in on the action. Part 1 Part 2

Jey Uso & Cody Rhodes

you can be rough, I can take it Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1,108 Summary: Set after Fastlane 2023 press conference- Cody and Jey fall into bed together after winning the undisputed tag team championships. Post

Jey Uso & Sami Zayn & Cody Rhodes & Seth Rollins

all's fair in love and war Rating: Explicit Word Count: 4,413 Summary: Aftermath of November 20th Monday Night Raw- Jey panics at hearing Randy Orton's name out of Cody's mouth. He's lost the advantage and feels less secure than ever in his position on their team, but Sami, Cody, and Seth are there to support and spoil him. Part 1 Part 2

LA Knight & JD McDonagh

nothing safe is worth the drive (and I will follow you home) Rating: Gen/Teen Word Count: 1,305 Summary: LA Knight waits and watches and worries as JD fights in the Wargames match and comforts him afterwards. Post

Seth Rollins & Jey Uso

dont worry, I'll be gentle Rating: Explicit Word Count: 331 Summary: Seth ties up Jey for some playtime Post

Jey Uso x Reader

can you feel how much I want you? Rating: Mature Word Count: 774 Summary: You've had one of the best nights of your life at the Royal Rumble, and you go out with the rest of the locker room to celebrate and run into your best friend Jey after a few drinks. Post

CM Punk/Drew McIntyre

i won't be denied by you (the animal inside of you) Rating: Explicit Word Count: 932 Summary: Drew McIntyre is obsessed with CM Punk. Haunted by CM Punk. Possessed by him. Post

Winner Take All Rating: Explicit Word Count: 1,778 Summary: After their encounters on the April 29th Monday Night RAW, Drew McIntyre finds CM Punk backstage. Alone. Post

Acts of Contrition Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2,581 Summary: Drew kidnaps CM Punk and cleanses him of his many sins Post

Solo Sikoa/ Sami Zayn

Leather & Lace Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2,009 Summary: Solo Sikoa finds himself as the new Tribal Chief. The Tribal Chief gets what the Tribal Chief wants. Solo Sikoa wants Sami Zayn. Post

[heyybaejjk]

SAU, LA'U TAMA AULELEI !

Pairing: teen!miguel o'hara x fem samoan oc

Summary: Miguel loved being within his own space, but he still had three friends that were persistent.

warnings/notes: I haven't read the comics, so its OOC Miguel :( mb gng. not much of reader x miguel just yettt. profanity, awkward moment

series masterlist

Everyone at school loves Multicultural day: The day where students are able to showcase a few variations from their culture, whether it be food, a dance, or a song. The day Multicultural day was announced, students who chose to participate in performing had 3 weeks to come up with something to show on the day.

Miguel loved being within his own space, but he still had three friends that were persistent. Every day since the announcement, his friends in their shared group chat sent a daily reminder to Miguel, and Miguel only, knowing his anti-social ass wouldn't show up unless they annoyed him enough to do so.

(M.Ohara_99) mahi_sniffer has mentioned you in pussy eaterssssss

Miguel groans at his phone in his hand, as he pushes the trolley in front of him even faster, speeding up so his mother that was beside wouldn't see his lit up notification. Swiftly typing with one hand.

mahi_sniffer: @M.Ohara_99 uso, you coming tmr?

M.Ohara_99: David, what the hell have I told you about our group chat name? My mum can see everything you type.

M.Ohara_99: I know what usi means. I've hung out around you idiots to know enough.

mahi_sniffer: mann 😞 it was fun when you were a plastic samoan mig

M.Ohara_99: I'm not Samoan

aluaigioukae: usi is a Tongan word stupid ass

mahi_sniffer: ohh u right

aluaigioukae: HOW DO YK NOT KNOW LOL UR TONGAN URSELF

mahi_sniffer: mb, thats what happens when im around your samoan speaking ass missus too much HAHAHA

aluaigioukae: stfu

mahi_sniffer: ilyt

mahi_sniffer: ANYWAY.

mahi_sniffer: miguel bruh, come tmr pls

M.Ohara_99: no

mahi_sniffer: pls

M.Ohara_99: no

mahi_sniffer: i'll buy you food

M.Ohara_99: no

mahi_sniffer: YOU DIDNT LET ME FINISH MF.

mahi_sniffer: as i was saying 🌝

mahi_sniffer: I'll buy you food for a week, even at our expensive and very overpriced canteen because you're my bestest friend in the world and because kiuga is a dog😞😞😞😞😞😞💔💔💔

aluaigioukae: WHAT DID I DO

M.Ohara_99: okay. see you tomorrow.

mahi_sniffer: IT WOKRED.

aluaigioukae: worked***

mahi_sniffer: fuck uppp, bet ur freshie ass missus can't spell that either

bololicker: can you both stfu

bololicker: @M.Ohara_99 I got you something to wear for tomorrow

M.Ohara_99: Nevermind, I'm not coming.

mahi_sniffer: YOU JUST SAID YES LIKE A WHOLE MINUTE AGO WHAT

Miguel chuckles to himself while smiling at his phone, abruptly coming to a stop when he feels the trolley crash into something. He looks up with widened eyes, seeing a bunch of packets and vegetables on the floor along with a basket.

"U-uh, fuck. I am so, so sorry," He apologizes instantly, shoving his phone into the middle pocket of his jumper loosely, making his way in front of the figure before getting on to his knees and picking everything up, paying no mind to who it was. Mentally cursing at himself as his knees click loudly, wanting to drown himself as he hears a soft giggle. He was grateful that whoever it was couldn't see his face, because his embarrassment grew even more and his face morphed into a little: 0-0. He grabbed everything and placed them neatly back into the basket before getting up and handing them to the person. Only to be face to face with her.

Fuck.

Manaia Fepuleai. The very girl that may have, or may have not piqued Miguel's interest since the very start of senior year. As well as year 11, 10, 9, 8, and 7...

Miguel found himself standing still in his spot like a complete idiot. This very moment was something he planned out as one of those scenarios he thinks of before going sleep. Always thinking of a plan if he ever sees her in public, that being: flirt.

"Hey, it's okay," Manaia smiled with kindness, sending a sense of relief down his body, though, he still couldn't help that little ink of a feeling of wanting to jump off a cliff.

"You okay? Hope my big basket didn't hurt you," she joked simply, covering her mouth with the back of her palm, the other hand holding the basket. Miguel looked back at Manaia dumbfounded. Looking back at the trolley he was previously pushing and the very obviously, smaller basket in her hand.

"Wh- huh?" He looked back awkwardly while she stood there with an uncomfortable silence, as well as an expecting look on her face. He stared at her for a few seconds with a straight face, braincells finally connecting and forming her words together.

"Oh- Ohhh!" "It was a joke."

The both of them spoke at the same time. She's the first one to speak, beating him and his cut-off apology.

This was going to be one of those embarrassing thoughts that makes him unable to sleep at night, indefinitely.

"You're so funny, Miguel," Manaia laughed once again, leaving Miguel unsure whether she was laughing at him thinking he was joking as well, but it didn't matter anymore. The somewhat awkward tension was gone, he thinks.

"So! Tomorrow.. Multicultural day, yaaaayyyyy.." Miguel slowly stretches the words while making jazz hands, smiling widely as she tried her best to contain her laughter.

Oh my fucking gosh, what the fuck am I doing, Miguel thought to himself.

"You're coming this year? Normally you'd skip out. I remember the other years when you wouldn't come."

"I- uh- well, I guess since it's our last year, I see no harm in going, I guess... Never knew you were so observant of me not coming."

Manaia feels her cheeks flush, smiling heavily as she pushes his shoulder playfully. Both smile shyly at each other.

"Shut up! I've got to get going, but I'd be happy to finally see you tomorrow. Me and the rest of the girls are going to be performing tomorrow."

"I'll come!" Miguel responded a bit too quick for his liking. Taking one step back, realising his excitement and awkwardness made them both stand so close. "Sorry. I mean, I'll come tomorrow for sure. If my friends manage to annoy me enough to come." He gives her a sincere smile.

She tilts her head playfully, a sly smile painted on her face, "I thought I'd be reason enough."

Miguel grew quiet, too flustered to hide his bashful smile. "We'll see tomorrow then."

M.Ohara_99 has sent a message to pussy eatersssss

M.Ohara_99: Disregard what I said, I am coming tomorrow.

bololicker: "disregard 🥸☝️"

aluaigioukae: AINGG SAY MUMS SOUL YOU'RE COMINGG

mahi_sniffer: whose ass do i need to eat to give my thanks , my daddy is coming after a whole hundred years 😖😖

M.Ohara_99: No one's. I'll see you all tomorrow.

mahi_sniffer: you reckon it was his missus??? you kno whoooo LOLOLO👀

aluaigioukae: did ms fepuleai finally talk to you into coming to see herrrrrrr

M.Ohara_99 has left the pussy eatersssss

bololicker: LMAO IT WAS, IT FUCKING WAS SEE

aluaigioukae has added M.Ohara_99 into pussy eaterssss

mahi_sniffer: we shall thank your future missus for the wonderful magic she placed on you

bololicker: amen, amen, amen

aluaigioukae: MANAIA 🔛🔝 ‼️ ‼️ ‼️

M.Ohara_99: Of me.

bololicker: OUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

mahi_sniffer: HE UNSENT IT LMAOOO

aluaigioukae: I ALREADY SCREENSHOTTED IT GUYS, DW DW DW

M.Ohara_99: Kefe

next chapter

andddd thats all from me for now!! i actually enjoyed this a lot. dont be afraid to leave a comment :DDD <33

likes, reblogs, a comment and a kind follow are much appreciated 😊💞

[sparkagrace]

i'll take your roses (if you cut off the thorns) | @sparkagrace​ steve & bucky | 5.3k | teen

tags: smol!steve, beefy!bucky, runaway groom, florist!steve, weddings, friendship

fills: @allcapsbingo | card AC1006 | B3 - uso girls / I3 - au: florist / N3 - free space / G3 - clint barton / O3 - runaway groom || @stuckybingo | card R5007 | N4: empathy

“Your doors were open when I came out and then I just… went inside.” There’s a short pause. “I didn’t have a plan beyond that.” “… are you running away?” This time Steve notices the blush that runs all the way up the groom’s face as he nods, hands clasped tightly together as if in prayer. Steve bites his lip, unsure of how to proceed. How does he proceed? He’s a florist; he's not supposed to be a car service for runaway grooms.

[shanie]

Of Brothers and Bloodbonds (Unfinished Samijey Fic)

Rating: Teen Words: 2925 Pairing: SamiJey, Sami & Kevin (platonic/brotherly) Characters: Sami Zayn, Jey Uso, Kevin Owens, Jimmy Uso (Mentioned), The Bloodline (Mentioned) Sitting in a hotel room in Detroit, Michigan, Sami spends the night tending to Kevin's ribs while watching Jey take on Roman. When Jimmy shows up and turns on Jey, Sami is even in the building let alone in a position to help. So, after the show, when Kevin (of all people) demands that Sami go spend the night with Jey, rather than spend it mothering him, Sami can't bring himself to put up too much of a fight. After all, he was the one to tell Jey to follow his heart. How could he ever abandon him now?

STORY IS UNFINISHED AND LIKELY NEVER WILL BE

(sorry)

“I mean it, Sami, you should go to him.”

Sami Zayn was fussing. Not that he wasn’t always concerned for Kevin; Kevin was his brother and Sami loved him with all his heart. He was going to worry about Kevin whether he was trying to heal him or hurting him personally. But ever since Kevin had gotten injured, Sami had been particularly protective, if for no other reason than he felt guilty about not having stopped it.

Not that he could have. The numbers game was a bitch.

But maybe that was why, when his former lover Jey Uso got toppled by it at Summerslam, Sami had felt guilty for a whole other reason.

But Jey was in the past. Beyond that, they were in the past. They were friends again, sure. Maybe. Sort of. A little. If you could call them not hating each other and simply being on speaking terms again “friends”. But regardless of what was happening at Summerslam, Sami wasn’t about to abandon Kevin to help Jey. Not again, at least, especially considering how badly doing so had gone in the past. Besides, It was Jey’s battle and had been for a long time. Sami knew he’d just get in the way.

And then, Jey had cried.

Sitting in the ring after the match sobbing over yet another betrayal and another loss.

He’d lost his go at the titles. He’d lost his chance to be Tribal Chief. But most of all, he’d lost his brother.

Jimmy. His brother, his twin, his whole world. The one person who Sami knew Jey would lay down his life for in a heartbeat had, instead, laid Jey out and left him at Roman’s feet.

It had stabbed Sami in the heart in a way he’d forgotten could hurt so much... which was strange because usually, when his heart ached that way, it was because he’d gotten stabbed in the back by his own brother yet again.

So when said brother saw the video with Sami and told him that he needed to go pay his old lover a visit...

“Seriously,” Kevin told him, “I’m fine here. He needs you more than I do right now.”

Sami shook his head. Kevin wasn’t feeling well. The painkillers had clearly gone to his brain, although how loopy prescription-strength ibuprofen could make you, Sami wasn’t sure.

“No way, Kev,” Sami told him, “I’m staying put. I’m not leaving you alone again.”

“Sami. I’m fine. The door is locked, nobody is getting in, it’s not like my ribs are gonna get any more fucked up in a hotel room in Detroit. You need to go check on Jey.”

Kevin definitely wasn’t feeling well.

Sami shot an incredulous look. “Since when did you care so much about Jey Uso? I thought you were sick of the Bloodline?”

“I am! But for fucks sake, Sami, the guy was sobbing. When did I care? When did you STOP? You’re the one who was so preoccupied with saving him, SAVE HIM!”

“Come on Kevin, he doesn’t...”

“Sami LISTEN! I – ”

Suddenly, Kevin winced and grabbed his ribs.

“Kev!” Sami shouted and practically launched himself off the opposite bed to check on his partner... only to get swatted away aggressively.

“I’m fine, I’m FINE!” Kevin barked. “Look, are you going after him or am I? Because I don’t think he’s gonna be very happy to see me right now. You, on the other hand, he would – ENOUGH WILL YOU STOP! GO FUSS OVER SOMEONE WHO NEEDS IT!!!”

Kevin practically shoved Sami and his ministrations off the bed, pushing him away to no small amount of protest. The reaction was quick, for both of them, and Sami’s chest hurt at the look of guilt on his best friend’s face.

“Look, sorry,” Kevin said quietly, “I’m sorry. I’m just... I’ve had a really shitty couple of weeks. Even the zoo sort of sucked as much pain as I was in. And I was kind of hoping that maybe, just maybe, this would all be over this weekend. That Roman and his narcissistic bullshit would be gone and the whole fucking company could move on. But that didn’t happen. What did happen was his poor bastard of a cousin got his ass beat and his heart broken and I’m not going to leave this alone for you to change your mind sometime when I’m not around and then you get your ass beat and heart broken too.”

Kevin’s jaw clenched and Sami watched him visibly swallow the anger that was bubbling inside him.

“So do us both a favor and go to him. You know his room number, find him, and fix him. Even if it’s just for the night.”

Sami’s heart was pounding in his chest at the realization of what Kevin had suggested before, as if to confirm, his friend added, “And I don’t want to see you until morning.”

Sami’s mouth suddenly felt very dry. If there was any doubt about what Kevin wanted him to do, it had been forcefully removed with his last statement, and, with nothing else to say, Sami replied with the first thing that did come to mind.

“How... how do you know I know his room number?”

Kevin gave a small smile that was stuck somewhere between sadness and understanding.

“You always do,” he said softly.

He always did.

And, closing his eyes and letting out a long sigh, Sami realized Kevin was right. He had to go. Kevin would be fine but Jey?

Jey had never been apart from Jimmy before. Not like this.

Sami’s heart ached all over again at the thought of what Jey might be going through. At the thought and, worse, at the memory of all the times he’d gone through the same. Bloody, tear-stained nights of him and Kevin tearing each other’s bodies apart while Sami’s soul did the same inside his chest.

It was never fun and, for as much as he’d cherished the connection they shared regardless of what side they were on the ring from each other, it left him feeling empty and broken every time.

And that was what awaited Jey Uso now.

Emptiness and brokenness.

All rendered at the hands of his brother.

Sami got off the bed and, nodding with his decision, opened his eyes to gaze at his own brother.

“You’re right,” he told Kevin, “I’ll go.” .......

Kevin hadn’t been kidding about Sami always knowing what Jey’s room number was.

At first, it had been easy – The Bloodline always lived in the lap of luxury. If Sami knew what the hotel was, all he had to do was find the Executive Suite, and, guaranteed, they’d be there. He’d made a point early on to always locate the suite in the building when he arrived and, while he’d never admit it, on more than one occasion had requested a room swap to something close enough to maybe even catch a sight of his old family. He was careful, always careful, and if they’d seen him watching they’d never gone after him, but something about keeping them close, about keeping Jey close had always felt right to Sami.

But once Sami had reunited with Kevin things got a bit… trickier. Kevin was jealous, always so damn jealous, and Sami had to use a trip to the ice machine as an alibi to figure out where the Usos were staying.

It hadn’t taken long for Kevin to figure out what was going on and, after Kevin had caught him behind a corner watching Jey catching some air on a public balcony near the master suite, he’d gotten hell for it. To be fair, Kevin wasn’t angry about Sami’s feelings – those he’d figured out ages ago – it was more a case of Sami being stupid and creepy about following around an ex who wanted nothing to do with him when he and Kevin were ostensibly supposed to be partners.

Sami had to admit Kevin had a point about that. Even if Jey did want him around lurking in corners watching him wasn’t the way to go about seeing him, regardless of Sami’s intentions.

When Kevin asked him what said intentions were, Sami hadn’t been able to answer, but then how the hell was he supposed to tell his partner that regrets about leaving Jey behind in the Bloodline and laments about how Jey had chosen Jimmy over him were keeping him up at night? How the hell was he supposed to tell Kevin that seeing Jey, even from afar, was the only time the bullshit in his brain truly shut up? That keeping tabs on Jey and always knowing where he was and that he was ok was the only thing keeping him sane?

No, Kevin didn’t understand, especially when following Jey around kept getting him hurt instead and Sami resigned himself to asking the other superstars what room the Usos and their little brother were staying in. And, once tensions began to flare between the three of them and their cousin, Sami started asking the front desk. Sami had always felt like the trustworthy sort but the ease with which he usually got the information made Sami wonder if Jey wasn’t saying something upon check-in.

He wanted to think Jey was. He doubted he was.

But, regardless, it was another night in another hotel room and once again, Sami knew exactly where to find Jey Uso. Far from the master suite or any suite at all, just a regular hotel room that was honestly beneath Jey. Roman and Solo could go fuck themselves, Jey was the one who belonged in the executive suite.

Jimmy too. Fuck him too now.

The whole lot of them, Jey’s whole family, none of them deserved him and, really, Jey didn’t deserve them. He deserved so much more. To be loved, to be protected, to be champion.

Most of all, he deserved to not be alone. And as Sami looked around the hallway standing outside room 403 to make sure nobody had followed him, he knocked on Jey’s door, intent on making sure Jey wasn’t.

There was a moment, or rather, several. Several moments of agonizing silence where a thousand worries crossed Sami’s brain. What if Jey had gotten a different room? What if Jimmy had come after him? What if Roman had? What if Jey had done something stupid? Oh god, oh fuck, Jey, Jey, JEY…

But then, noise. The sound of multiple locks being unbolted and unlatched before the door cracked open without a word.

Not swung. Cracked.

And, a moment later, began to close again.

“Hey!” Sami said, quickly shoving his foot forward to block the door.

If there was an invitation to enter beyond the door opening, Sami didn’t get it but he also didn’t care. If Jey hadn’t wanted him in there, he wouldn’t have unlocked the door let alone opened it. That was just how Jey Uso was. You only ever got as close as he wanted you to.

Sami entered the room quickly, taking one final look around, closing the door behind him, rebolting all the locks… and almost plowing over a folding chair that had been propped against the wall behind the door.

“Use the chair too,” Sami heard Jey say. His voice was so small and broken and, as Sami saw his former lover standing in front of him, two things struck him immediately.

Jey’s back was to him, tattooed, bare, and exposed.

And Jey was still crying.

Sami made a mental note to buy Kevin an entire tray of his favorite cupcakes when they returned home as a thank you for pulling his head out of his ass. Kevin was fine, Kevin didn’t need him at all that night.

Jey, however…

Silently, Sami unfolded the chair and propped it under the doorknob.

“You know,” Sami said softly, “if there’s a fire or something, this is gonna make it really hard for the firefighters to get in.”

“Good.”

“Did you steal that?”

“Does it matter?”

“No.”

Jey didn’t respond to that, simply moving over to the bed and laying down, curling into a ball and clinging to a pillow that looked like Jey had been holding it in a death grip for hours.

Sami felt his heart kick at the sight. Jey, so proud, so strong, tucked in the fetal position over the betrayal of the twin he’d shared the womb with. It was... honestly it made Sami want to cry. But really, with as red and puffy as Jey’s eyes were at that point, it was obvious Jey had done enough crying for both of them. Instead, Sami stood across from Jey, leaning against the wall and trying not to disturb the typically bland painting of flowers that always seemed to decorate every hotel room across America.

For several moments, they stayed like that, silent beside the quiet sounds of Jey’s sniffles.

It was Sami who broke the silence first. “How’s your head?”

A sniffle. “... hurts.”

“Those superkicks hurt.”

“Yeah.”

There was a beat before Jey added, “Sorry.”

Sami smiled sadly. “Don’t worry about it.”

Another sniffle, this time accompanied by a fidget and Jey adjusting his grip on the pillow. “Nah, man. You was right. All along. Never shoulda listened to him.”

“Don’t beat yourself up over it. Roman can be very persuasive.”

“I didn’t mean Roman.”

“Oh.”

Jey’s grip somehow tightened even further and Sami sighed. He had to get Jey out of that headspace, he knew that much. Jey lived deep enough inside his own mind on his best days but when he was in the worst places, he tended to spiral. Sami had seen it happen.

He’d caused it to happen.

He didn’t want to think about that, though. Not when Jey was suffering at that moment for a whole different reason. From a whole different person.

Sami pushed away from the wall and stepped over to the bed. “Hey,” he said softly, placing his hand on Jey’s arm, “Come on, get up. Here, let go...”

Jey’s whole body twisted, pulling his arm away from Sami’s reach.

“Jey, come on, don’t -- ”

“Go away.”

“I’m not going to leave yo – "

“I SAID GO AWAY!”

“NO! I’m not leaving!”

Sami reached across the bed and grabbed Jey’s wrist, pulling it free. In an instant, Jey’s eyes blazed, his fiery temper shining through and matched only by the fire in Sami’s eyes. But, in the instant after that, Sami’s gaze softened, turning from fire to warmth and for as much as his grip didn’t loosen, the intensity of the touch shifted drastically.

The effect it had was quick, Jey’s rigid form relaxing just enough to allow Sami to relax as well.

“Sami...” Jey said and, oh, his voice. So strong, so angry, but not at him. Not really, and Sami couldn’t help but smile.

“I’m not leaving,” Sami repeated softly.

“You did once. How’m I supposed to trust you won’t again?”

Sami’s thumb absently brushed Jey’s wrist as he replied, “I left Roman, not you. I’d hoped you’d come with me.”

“I shoulda.”

Sami sighed deeply. “Well, uhh, hindsight’s...”

“Ya, I know,” Jey said, cutting him off and this time pulling his wrist away and releasing the pillow, pushing it behind him and swinging his legs around to sit on the edge of the bed. He aggressively rubbed the tears away, roughly, as if he could just scrub them and the pain they represented from existence, and added, “Hindsight’s 20/20. I got it.”

“Actually,” Sami replied, “I was gonna say it’s a bitch.”

Jey’s face lifted, just for a moment, and their eyes met, and Sami’s heart broke. They were red, sure, but the pain and anguish in them was so deep that it was rending Sami’s soul simply from seeing it.

So he couldn’t look at it anymore.

Sami quickly took a seat beside Jey on the bed, not touching him, but still close enough that he could feel Jey’s presence against his skin as if the flames that were always burning in Jey were warming him like a fireplace. Sami stared at the wall in front of both of them, not quite looking and far from seeing, but at that moment it was better than the alternative, so he figured he would focus on it anyway.

For his part, Jey’s eyes were on the floor.

And this time, the silence was broken by him.

“I never thought...” he began, his voice small again, “Me and Jimmy. We ain’t never been apart. He’s always had my back. And now... I got nothing. I got no one.”

“Not true.”

“What? Who else I got? You?”

For such a bitter statement, there wasn’t nearly enough bitterness in his voice for Sami’s taste. And he could have done without the defeat that was in its place. He turned his focus to see Jey, still staring at the floor, and let out a long breath.

“Yeah, I’ve been pretty shit about that, haven’t I,” Sami admitted. “Sorry. Maybe if I had been there. I shouldn’t have left you – ”

“Man, don’t start that shit, I ain’t your responsibility. I can handle my own stuff, Uce.”

“I know. And I’m proud of you.”

The speed with which Jey’s head spun to stare at Sami, his eyes wide with shock at the redhead’s words – it made Sami sick to his stomach as he realized why. There was no way, it couldn’t be...

“Has - Has nobody told you that yet???” Sami asked. “Nobody???”

(end of written part)

As a heads up for the end of this story... Sami convinced Jey how proud he is and that he acknowledges Jey. And that, as far as Sami is concerned, Jey is the HIS tribal chief. Jey says that he said the same about Roman. When Roman made him Honorary Uce, Sami was real quick to call Roman his Tribal Chief.

Sami corrects him by saying that he called Roman "Tribal Chief". But he never said Roman was HIS Tribal Chief.

Jey is shocked, rememebering that night and realizing Sami is right and they kiss. Sami makes a comment that, if Smackdown ever grows too inhospitable for him with his family around, there's always a spot for Jey on Raw at his side. Jey questions if Kevin would be OK with that and Sami says "Probably not, but he'll get over it."

The story ends with Jey asking if Sami wants to spend the night and Jey tells him he had sort of planned on it. They get comfortable and Jey crawls under the covers, curled up facing the door.... away from Sami. Sami is shocked, but Jey insists he gets into bed.

Sami realizes what the gesture means. Jey is turning his back on him... the last person left in the world he would do that for... and Sami turns the light off and curls around Jey, promising that, as much as Jey's family might break his heart, he will never do the same. Never again.

"I love you," Sami says.

"Yeah. Love you too. And Sami? Thanks"

"Any time." And with that, Sami kisses Jey on back of the neck and the two fall asleep together.

Sorry I never got to finishing this. I wish I had. I had this and another one in my mind but they just never got done. Forgive me.

[bruuberrycc]

o que usei na sim que criei:

skin, olhos, máscara de nariz, presets, preset corpo

blush, make, delineador, batom, cílios, iluminador

cabelo, vestido, calçado, bolsa

mais indicações:

skins: https://northernsiberiawinds.tumblr.com/post/727752508937814016/update-female-cartoon-skins

presets:

presets northern siberia winds: https://www.tumblr.com/northernsiberiawinds/search/presets

2. presets obscurus: https://www.tumblr.com/obscurus-sims/search/presets

3. presets de boca: https://evoxyr.tumblr.com/post/634384785712857088/memphis-lippresets

4. presets de boca 2: https://arenetta.tumblr.com/post/667598663257882624/lip-preset-9-i-think-been-a-while-since-ive

5. preset mandíbula: https://www.patreon.com/posts/mini-preset-drop-42676424

6. presets nariz: https://simbience.tumblr.com/post/623005766207553536/d-o-w-n-l-o-a-d-patreon-free-info-ss

7. presets nariz: https://arenetta.tumblr.com/post/630238697010397184/nose-preset-2-and-3-teen-elder-female-only

8. presets nairiz: https://squeamishsims.tumblr.com/post/186125238317/two-nose-presets-by-squeamishsims-hi-i-made-2

detalhes de pele:

misc skin details,

máscara de nariz obscurus,

nose shader, blush nothern siberia winds,

máscara de olho, boca e nariz

presets miiko

detalhes nos olhos

facekit miiko

detalhes no corpo miiko

roupas e calçados

1. serenity

2. sentate

3. madlen

4. jius

aleatórios:

substituto de textura de sobrancelha

2. cílios 1, cílios 2,

3. criador de makes que uso

4. cabelos simstrouble

5. cabelos daylifesims

[dragonflycap]

What to expect from the stock market this week

Last week, the review of the macro market indicators saw with the May options expiry in the books, equity markets showed renewed strength moving to new all-time highs. Elsewhere looked for Gold ($GLD) to continue its uptrend while Crude Oil ($USO) consolidated in a pullback. The US Dollar Index ($DXY) continued to pullback in its short term uptrend while US Treasuries ($TLT) bounced in their downtrend. The Shanghai Composite ($ASHR) looked to continue the short term move higher while Emerging Markets ($EEM) built a short term uptrend.

The Volatility Index ($VXX) looked to remain very low and stable making the path easier for equity markets to the upside. Their charts looked strong, especially on the longer timeframe. On the shorter timeframe both the $QQQ and $SPY were now consolidating moves to new all-time highs with the $IWM closing in on 2½ year highs.

The week played out with Gold peaking with an all-time high Monday before dropping back the rest of the week while Crude Oil broke its consolidation to the downside. The US Dollar found support and bounced to a lower top while Treasuries fell back from a lower high. The Shanghai Composite fell back to support while Emerging Markets retrenched in their short term uptrend.

Volatility fell to a nearly 5 year low before a bounce but it remained below the teens. This put pressure on equities late in the week and they responded by selling off Thursday. All reversed Friday to finish the week little changed. This resulted in the SPY and IWM ending slightly lower with the QQQ near its all-time high from earlier in the week. What does this mean for the coming week? Let’s look at some charts.

SPY Daily, $SPY

The SPY came into the week just pennies off the all-time high, in a short consolidation. It printed new all-time highs Monday and Tuesday, but it failed to move significantly away from the 138.2% extension of the retracement of the 2022 move lower at 530. Wednesday saw little change and then Thursday it moved higher in the pre-market then sold off all day to drop back to nearly fill the gap from May 15th. It printed an outside day that was a bearish Marubozu that measured to a retest of the end of March high. Friday did not see any follow through as it rebounded and had a tight range inside day. The RSI on the daily chart has pulled back from over bought in the bullish zone with the MACD rolling over towards a cross down.

The weekly chart printed a doji, an indecision candle, near the top of the 4 week run higher. The RSI is rolling though at a lower level, creating a bearish divergence with price. Too early to act on this but something to watch. The MACD, on the other hand, is looking to cross back higher and positive. There is resistance at 530 and a target on the Cup and Handle above that to 560 near the 161.8% extension of that retracement. Support lower is at 524.50 and 520.50 then 517.50 and 513.50 before 510 and 503.50. Uptrend.

SPY Weekly, $SPY

With the unofficial start of summer Monday and just 4 trading days left in May, equity markets were mixed with tech strong, large caps flat and small caps lower. Elsewhere look for Gold to continue to consolidate in the uptrend while Crude Oil resumes a short term downtrend. The US Dollar Index may resume the short term move lower while US Treasuries remain in a downtrend. The Shanghai Composite looks to pause in the short term move higher while Emerging Markets may be confirming a failed break out higher.

The Volatility Index looks to remain very low and stable making the path easier for equity markets to the upside. The charts of the SPY and QQQ look strong, especially on the longer timeframe. On the shorter timeframe the QQQ is also strong with the SPY in consolidation. The IWM continues to be the outlier, consolidating at a higher range. Use this information as you prepare for the coming week and trad’em well.

Join the Premium Users and you can view the Full Version with 20 detailed charts and analysis: Macro Week in Review/Preview May 24, 2024

Start of Summer Annual Sale! Hi all the Start of Summer Annual Sale is on at Dragonfly Capital. Get an annual subscription for 38.2% off or pay quarterly for 15% off. Both auto-renew at that discounted rate until you decide to leave.

[ispreadrabieslikewildfire]

Please tell me about Harper and Feena!

OMEHAGUROHMEGAUR OKOKOKOKOKOKOK SOSOSOOSOSOSO (thamk yo uso much TEHE) alao im sorry if this makes NO SENSE im spilling my head into paragraphs and not proofreading rhis is gonna end HORRIBLY but i hope you enjoy😭!

Anwyay so harper and feena started when @thatbiblicallyaccuraterat asked me to draw a silly guy eating monster much and he turned into harper (ill link some pictures to show) and he felt lonely so i made him a friend called feena and theyve been a thibg since then HOLY SHIT I THINK ITS BEEN 2 YEARS?????

Harper and feena r supposed to be my silly ocs that are my go toos when i start daydreaming and drawing! Their not supoosed to have too much trauma and stuff (IM CONTAINING MYSELF) so i camt head empty and harper its also so when i draw them they make me happy they are my happyness. So becazue i cant give them trauma i make altermate realitoes where i CAN give them trauma!!

Im gonna make sections so i caj explain everthing so it can atleast try to make sense

1. THEIR RELATIONSHIP :3

Ok so when i started I made them friends ofc!! And i thought they where cool as hell so i started thinking about their relationship and i was thinking how wierd it would feel if they where a couple so their thing is that their completely platonic and are jist realy close friends that are realy comfortable with each other, i wouldnt say like 'siblings' but more like that one cousin that your realy close with. I like to think of them as denji and power from chainsaw man (however i see denji and power as more of siblings) but no matter how close they get with eachither they dont feel anything romantic :3 i have a thing that when they where 14/15 they where like fuck it lets kiss and they hated it!!!!! they wanted to die!!!!!

I also have different ages for them i draw them as for whatever mood im in! So i have toddler harper and feena (theyve met in primary school) and then children harper and feena (10-12) and then theres also teen (14-16) and preadult idk forgot what its called (17-19) and adult! (20-22) by 20-22 they have an appartment with 2 other roomates nadia and caspian i dont realy have a story for them yet however they do have designs. So basically they jsut spend their entire lives together as besties and this is their main world where their happy and have no trauma and are just silly!!

2. Sexualities n stuff

Well im nor good at this stuff since i realy have no kmowledge but i kinda just peojected me and @thatbiblicallyaccuraterat onto them...

Harper:

Bisexual, he/they. Dyslexic and/or is on the autism spectrum idk i dont think much about this

Feena:

Aro/ace or Asexual i havent decided, goes by anything. I honestly dont even know she is any and all illnesses

3. Childhood and all

So i dont wanna give them a traumatic childhood since their my silly chracters!!

HOWEVER, they do have some sort of backstories.

Feena:

Some sort of religious trauma, her family where 100% praise our lord and saviour jesus christ and she didnt feel part. Knew what she was when she was a teen and after harper came out and was more comfortable. Didnt tell her parents until she moved out, (they very obviously didnt take it well) however is still in touch with them!! Their just kinda realy uncomforable whenever the subject changes to jesus or gay stuff idk.

Harper:

Twas a bit (a lot) stupider than most people his age (austismmmmm) his parents payed more attention to their sisters so that they could have a better education instead of wasting their time on a child thatll never learn and refuses to listen (wasnt diagnosed till he was an adult so they thought he was being annoying purposefully). Tbh just whats a hug LMAO. He came out to his parents, they told him it was just a phase and theylll get out of it eventually.

So ya!

4. The cats need their own section

So ive always eanted these 2 cats, one called jester one called mariposa. So if i cant have them whats better than having my oc that represents me having them?

This is jester! (SHES PREFECT THIS IS HOW I ENVISION HER)

This is mariposa :3

5. Universes

Like i said since i dont want harper and feena to have too much trauma i create new universes for them! Other than my main ailly one theres another 3 i favour out of all the ones i make

1. I made a dystopian after apocolypse one (MY PERSONAL FAVOURITE ITS SO FUN TO MAKE!!) where the aftermath is that the world (well at leats where their living) is split into two, the privlidged and less priveledged (I NEED NAMES FOR THESE I DONT HAVE ANY) anywwy what i think i can best decribe this as is like the hunger games, where theres the 'capitol' and the 'districts' but instead of there being districts its all just survival of the fittest L lmao so yah. So after the apocolypse harper and feena are split up. Feena ends up with the privileged and harper ends up with the less. Harper finds a place he can call 'home' (FOUNDFAMILYFOUNDFMILYFOUNDFAMILY) and feena ends up on the other side where she gets her memories wiped and she then hets brainwashed to belive she was sent down as a gift from god during hard times and everyone is supposed to worship her (tehe i wont bother yiu with any more of this story)

2. Silly little 80s teen ghost busting show like scooby doo with harper feena nadia and caspian

3. detective harper and feena (havent built a lot)

6. I FORGOT TO ADD DYNAMIC

So basically feena can be smart when she wants to but chooses to fuck around with harper, quite a bitch if you guys just met. Pretty resereved when shes around people she doesnt know amd her social skills arent great. If you give her a chance she can be quite nice and passionate. Can ramble for hours on ends

Harper, guys hes trying his best. Loud, can ramble for hours on end too.

And thats all i can think of...sorry for ramblong so much i jist realy love them. i dont expect anyonw to actually read this... Once again this is just me projecting me and @thatbiblicallyaccuraterat onto harper anf feena!

Thank you @rainbowghostcat sososoososo much i love youuahahhah <333

Ill attach drawing of them in the mprning!

[sheilareddaisy]

LISTA MOD CHE USO/USO OGNI TANTO (Sheila Red Daisy List)

Mod Building:

Better Build Buy

T.O.O.L. Mod

Mod Gameplay:

Basemental Drugs / Basemental Alcohol (DA NON USARE INSIEME)

Realistic Childbirth

Wicked Whims +18 / Wonderful Whims (DA NON USARE INSIEME)

MC Command Center + MC Wohoo

UI Cheats Extensions

Simda Dating App

Have Some Personality Please

Smarter Self Care

Eat and Drink Faster

Shorter University Degree

Choose HighSchool Classmates

More Students HighSchool

Form Group in School

Dynamic Teen Life

All Cheats

Smarter Pie Menu

Control Any Sim

ISO Love Photos

Mod Animazioni:

Pillow Talk After Wohoo

Bed Cuddle

Cute Romance

Kiss and Grind

More kisses

Brawling Mod

Passionate Gifts

Mod Pose:

Andrew's pose player & Teleport any sim

Model Poses 30 by Helgatisha

Model Poses 31 by Helgatisha

Pretty Smile

Usagi Poses

Cute Poses 1

San Francisco Street

Mod CAS:

100 Tratti v2.6

More Traits in CAS

More CAS Columns

CAS Close Up

CAS Stand Still

CAS Neutral Light

CAS no makeup no acc

CAS Tuning Mod

Mod Overlay:

Map Replacements

K-mods Overlay

[nyxelestia]

Stiles' uncle is Captain America, his father is the town Sheriff, and now his best friend is a werewolf. With threats coming from three different directions, it's no wonder Stiles is so used to danger. He hadn't expected getting too used to it. - That was probably why he was so blindsided when he found Captain America #1 in one of the boxes of old books. He traced the bowdlerized Bucky on the cover, and snorted at the cheesy cover with Steve punching Hitler in the face. Stiles remembered Steve talking about the shows and how the act included punching Hitler in the face. Mostly from Steve talking about the actor who played Hitler. As the only two men in a show otherwise made up of USO chorus girls, they'd been tight. Most of the time, Steve was just Steve Rogers, Stiles' adoptive grand-uncle, the extended family Stiles never even knew he wanted. It always felt like a punch to the gut every time the universe reminded him that his uncle was also Captain America, the First Avenger and a Hero of New York.

[sakurajjam]

SUGESTÕES DE TEMAS PARA RP!

A Joy já postou algumas sugestões dela, e ficou me irritando para postar algumas que tenho guardada, mas entendam que tenho um ciúmes das minhas ideias... Só que do que adianta guardar ideias que nunca desenvolvi - e nem vou - na gaveta? Por isso, aqui estamos. Não criei apego com esses temas, então espero que alguém crie. Caso queira criar um rp diferente, quem sabe essas ideias não ajudam!

TEATRO, CIRCO ou PRODUTORA

Locais prestes a fechar as portas, pela baixa adesão do interesse das pessoas, mas uma pessoa apareceu e trouxe a magia novamente ao local, com uma nova administração e a esperança para os funcionários, que já estavam aceitando que tudo acabaria ali. Acho que combinaria com um nxn com skeletons com conexões pré definidas, apenas para dar mais dinâmica ao plot.

SOULMATES

Tantas vertentes, mas minha opção aqui é baseado no anime Koi to Uso (Love and Lies), não é tão bom, mas a base é boa já que tem um aplicativo governamental que decide quem é o par perfeito para a pessoa assim que ela completa 18 anos, mas ia ter que ser um sistema bom para que ninguém fique sozinho, então, querendo ou não, ter um balanceamento das coisas para não dar problema no futuro.

PIRATAS

Que tal uma ilha que reúne várias tripulações de piratas, é onde eles podem descansar de suas longas viagens. Mas vivem disputando espaço porque uma tripulação quer a ilha somente para si, pode envolver pranks por meio de drops e até brigas reais. 

TEEN BEACH MOVIE, MOTOQUEIROS x SURFISTAS

Como no filme, esses dois grupos disputam o único quiosque da praia, querendo fazer do espaço seu point de encontro. Eles vivendo normalmente na cidade praiana, mas a rixa é muito nítida e toda vez que se encontram, não tem escapatória, acabam brigando. Não precisa focar só no quiosque/restaurante, tem toda uma cidade e coisas a serem feitas, uma coisa legal é abrir o leque de opções de um ambiente para o jogo.

ALTA SOCIEDADE

Já tivemos tantos rps de realeza, mas nunca usaram da alta sociedade da realeza para um jogo, ao menos, nunca vi nada parecido. Por que não fazermos um rp com lordes/ladys, condes/condessas, barões/baronesas e herdeiros ao trono? Termos as damas de companhia, os lordes dos monarcas e tudo que integra a chamada “alta sociedade da coroa”. Bridgerton e Queen Charlotte nos dão uma ótima visão de como montar um jogo, tem até abertura para uma “gossip” que espalha a “podridão” da perfeita nobreza.

Até tenho uma ideia com alta sociedade, mas ela fica escondida para que não pense muito... Mas super jogaria algo nesse tema, foge um pouco de só ter príncipe e princesa.

[ahriloosey]

Todos os mods que uso no The Sims 4

» MODS PARA O CAS:

Fundo default para o CAS:

https://ellcrze.tumblr.com/post/721970601223438336/minimalist-cas-background

CAS Lighting:

https://simplyanjuta.tumblr.com/post/668662872078974976/cas-lighting-spotlight-daylight-variants

More Columns:

https://www.patreon.com/posts/more-columns-in-27751117

Almofada Default Para Bebês de Colo:

https://simbeeez.tumblr.com/post/712337094680477696/floral-boppy-pillow-infant-cas-prop

CAS Unlocks:

https://www.patreon.com/posts/34827823

Tidy (Organizador de Conteúdos Personalizados):

https://sparrowcc.tumblr.com/

No EA Lashes:

https://kijiko-sims.tumblr.com/post/663751056760635392/ea-eyelashes-remover-mod-updated

» TELA DE CARREGAMENTO E MAPAS:

Tela De Carregamento:

https://www.patreon.com/posts/studio-ghibli-61023215

Mapas Mais Bonitinhos:

https://simscommunity.info/2023/03/02/sims-4-map-replacements/

» MODS BÁSICOS:

MC Command Center:

https://deaderpool-mccc.com

Better Exceptions:

https://www.patreon.com/posts/better-v2-03-52688481

Wonderful Whims:

https://wonderfulwhims.com

UI Cheats:

https://www.patreon.com/posts/ui-cheats-v1-16-26240068

XML Injector:

https://scumbumbomods.com/xml-injector

Mood Pack:

https://www.patreon.com/posts/mood-pack-mod-v1-43759541

Pose Player:

https://sims4studio.com/thread/2617/andrews-studio

Teleport Any Sim:

https://sims4studio.com/post/72734

Free Camera Mod:

https://modthesims.info/download.php?t=536953

Full Control Camera:

https://ravasheen.com/download/iso-love-photos-full-control-camera/?utm_content=cmp-true

Smaller Plumbob:

https://illogicalsims.tumblr.com/post/180066132834/smaller-plumbobs-randomly-found-that-you-could

» SHADERS:

Reshade:

https://reshade.me

Preset Que Eu Uso:

https://neecxle.tumblr.com/post/659526619226128384/bohodreams

» MODS DE GAMEPLAY:

Call To Meal:

https://littlemssam.tumblr.com/post/175406887453/choose-who-you-call-to-meal-this-tuning-mod-lets

Better Reactions:

https://lotharihoe.tumblr.com/post/644749389427048448/better-reactions-download-google-drive-patreon

Children Can Cook:

https://modthesims.info/d/658947/children-can-cook.html

Everyone Can Sleep Together:

https://modthesims.info/d/641369/everyone-can-sleep-together.html

First Impressions:

https://lumpinoumods.com/2020/12/08/first-impressions-mod/

Food Delivery:

https://littlemssam.tumblr.com/post/175409490398/littlemssams-food-delivery-service-order-more

Food Texture:

https://utopiamordor.blogspot.com

Ghosts Can Have Babies:

https://modthesims.info/d/602411/ghosts-can-have-babies.html

Go For A Walk With Dogs Will Fill Up Needs:

https://littlemssam.tumblr.com/post/175411275238/go-for-a-walk-with-dogs-will-fill-up-needs-going

Housewarming Party:

https://littlemssam.tumblr.com/post/175403169118/housewarming-party-instead-of-welcome-wagon

Longer Parties & More Guests:

https://modthesims.info/d/558097/longer-parties-amp-more-guests.html

Loud Noise Reaction:

https://modthesims.info/d/605017/bugfixes-it-s-a-crying-shame.html

Moveable City Living Objects:

https://modthesims.info/d/588505/moveable-buyable-city-living-apartment-objects.html

No React To Strangers Death:

https://www.patreon.com/posts/bg-no-react-to-30385184

PlantSim Lives:

https://srslysims.net/downloads/plantsim-lives/

Quick Shower:

https://littlemssam.tumblr.com/post/175406394233/quick-shower-quick-bath-this-mod-adds-new

Release all Ghosts & Get Urn for:

https://www.curseforge.com/sims4/mods/rsm-release-all-ghosts-get-urn-for

Remove Sims From Conversations:

https://www.patreon.com/posts/remove-sims-from-62823426

Science Baby Tweak:

https://www.patreon.com/posts/mod-science-baby-80018691

Slow Infant Needs:

https://modthesims.info/d/675613/slow-infant-needs.html

Social Activities:

https://littlemssam.tumblr.com/post/175408773833/social-activities-visit-friends-family-and

Spend Weekend With:

https://littlemssam.tumblr.com/post/179252225808/spend-weekend-with-send-your-kids-away-to-visit

Teen Parenting Skill:

https://littlemssam.tumblr.com/post/175409100748/parenting-skill-for-teens-more-this-mod-unlocks

Ultrasound Scan:

https://littlemssam.tumblr.com/post/175410620123/ultrasound-scan-pregnant-sims-can-do-a

Variable Default Relationships:

https://scumbumbomods.com/variable-default-relationships-mod

[stark---contrast]

Does Your Father Know?

Ship: Stony Summary: 18-year-old Tony crashes a SHIELD party. Rating: Teen Word count: 1.6k ao3 link

Steve waves goodbye to Peggy and her husband before reluctantly turning back to the party.

The jazz club is buzzing with people for SHIELD’s anniversary. Steve doesn’t recognize most of the attendees – wives and husbands of those working in the offices and not in the field – and that’s precisely why he decided to leave the suit and shield at home. And since Peggy’s the only one who’s recognized him so far, it was definitely the right call.

But with or without the anonymity, Steve Rogers still doesn’t know what to do at parties. He’s twenty-seven years old and doesn’t own a suit that isn’t military-issued, so he just wears a button-up and slacks and feels severely underdressed in the sea of tailored three-pieces and shimmering cocktail dresses.

He takes a sip of the scotch that the bartender recommended. It burns on the way down and Steve tries not to grimace at the taste. Some of the finer things in life, he'll never understand.

“Steve!”

Steve straightens his back, immediately tearing his attention away from the crowd to search for the familiar voice.

That’s when a blur of curly brown locks stumbles into him, and Steve reaches out on reflex to steady the person. Half of the man’s beer sloshes over and splatters on the hardwood floor.

“Woah,” Steve says. “Take it easy.”

The bundle of manic energy looks up at him with a lopsided grin. “Good catch, Cap,” Tony says.

Steve finally lets go of the slim shoulder. “Evening, Tony.”

Tony smiles just that much wider, his smooth skin barely crinkling around warm eyes that focus on Steve. Tony’s eighteen years old and in his third year at MIT – something his old man never shuts up about. He’s dressed in a fancy suit that looks like Tony’s been fighting with it, the sleeves rolled up and wrinkled and the tie half-undone, allowing for the top buttons of his shirt to be popped open.

“Thought I’d come over and say hi. You got a minute?” Tony asks. 

It’s like he knows how difficult it is for Steve to ever say no to him. “I can chat a little, sure,” Steve says.

Tony takes an uncoordinated sip of his drink – still not seeming to have realized that half of it’s over his shirt and on the floor – and it’s only then that Steve remembers something.

“Does your father know that you’re out?” Steve asks.

Tony makes a face and that’s answer enough for Steve.

“Tony –” Steve starts.

“I’m an adult. I can make my own damn decisions.” Tony’s expression is set into a stubbornness Steve recognizes all too well from back alley fights in the 1940’s. “Howard doesn’t need to know.”

Steve hesitates. It feels strange to sneak behind Howard’s back, but he’s well aware of the strained relationship of the Stark patriarch and his rebellious son.

“Captain America would probably escort you out of this fine establishment because he’s very aware that you’re not of legal drinking age,” Steve says.

“Oh come on, I’m in college and it’s summer break –”

Steve lifts up a hand and Tony instantly quiets. “But it’s a good thing Captain America isn’t here tonight.” Steve smirks.

A grin slowly spreads on Tony’s face. Steve’s seen that look before, on adoring fans when he’s in uniform and is showing off the shield, or in suggestive glances from the USO girls after a show.

Tony’s not here for Captain America, though. For the entire year they’ve known each other, Tony’s always seen Steve, the guy from Brooklyn who’s always ready to pick a fight, who cusses loudly at baseball, and who stands on the sidelines at every party because he doesn't know how to mingle.

And Steve sees Tony; sees the way Tony’s feelings are driving him wild, even when he’s trying so hard to play it cool in front of Steve.

Steve knows he should put a stop to those feelings. Turning down Tony would be the right thing to do, because he’s still so young and he’s a Stark and Steve belongs to America –

“Dance with me?” Tony asks.

Steve blinks. “You've gotta be kidding.”

“Come on,” Tony whines. “I don’t care how bad you think you are, you can’t go to a party and not dance.”

Steve really shouldn’t give into this, shouldn’t comply with Tony’s every whim just because he’s used to getting what he wants. But Tony’s pouting now, his plump lips drawn into a frown, and Steve knows he’s being played by a spoiled rich kid but he just can’t help it.

“Fine,” Steve relents. “I’ll dance with you, if you think it’ll be funny to get your toes crushed.”

Tony beams brighter than the sun and Steve barely has time to put his drink on a table before Tony’s dragging them out on the dance floor.

Tony puts a hand on Steve’s shoulder and grabs Steve’s hand with the other. Steve hesitantly places one on Tony’s hip, but when Tony starts swaying to the beat, Steve’s feet stay firmly in place.

“I really don’t know how to –” Steve starts.

“Shh,” Tony says. “Just follow my lead.”

Steve pauses. The few times someone’s been unfortunate enough to have to dance with him, Steve’s always been the one to lead. But of course Tony would be better at it; he was probably taught ballroom etiquette as soon as he could walk.

Steve watches Tony and slowly starts to follow him. Small steps at first, to the left and then back, turning when Tony turns, following him around the dance floor. One, two, three. One, two, three.

“There you go.” Tony’s smiling. “Having fun yet?”

“I don’t know about that,” Steve says. Yes. Always, when I’m with you. “Relieved that I haven’t broken anyone’s feet, maybe.”

Tony laughs and Steve’s heart does a somersault in his chest. Tony’s feelings may be obvious, but Steve’s are doing their best to claw their way out of his throat and tell the young man in his arms just how much he means to Steve.

Because sure, Steve can go along with some of Tony's whims. He can dance with Tony, he can chat with Tony, but, maybe, he can also flirt with Tony.

Just a little.

Steve leans in, until the curls on Tony’s temple lightly caress his cheek. “So what’s a sweet thing like you doing at a boring party like this?” Steve murmurs.

Tony chuckles and bows his head, stepping closer to Steve.

“Wanted to see you,” Tony says. His lips brush against Steve’s throat as he speaks. “Drink and dance and have fun.”

Steve hums and keeps dancing; one-two-three, one-two-three, Tony’s lips are still on his skin.

“... And maybe not go home alone tonight,” Tony says.

Steve swallows and feels heat creep up his neck. One-two-three, don’t take the bait, don’t take the bait –

“You seem pretty young to be searching for that kind of fun,” Steve says.

You're drunk, he should say, or I’m not the one for you. But the words refuse to come out, and Steve’s completely lost the beat now, too busy trying not to think about taking Tony home.

Tony just leans back and looks up at him. “I'm not too young," he huffs. "I know what I’m doing.”

Tony’s cheeks are flushed from the alcohol, his soft-looking lips parted. His eyes, the eyes that have always looked wise beyond his years, are unguarded and full of so much want that it takes Steve’s breath away. 

Steve has never wanted anything as much as he wants to kiss Tony at that moment.

He takes a big step forward, but all that does is make Tony stumble and lose his balance, and Steve once again has to catch him before he can hit the floor.

“Sorry, sorry,” Steve says, steadying Tony. “Easy, there.”

Tony shakes his head and blinks, gripping Steve's shoulders. “Fuck,” he says. They both seem to realize that Tony is more drunk than he thought, clutching Steve’s shirt and squeezing his eyes shut. “Gimme a minute, I just need to wait for the damn room to stop spinning.”

“Better slow down,” Steve says. “Let’s get some air.”

“Yeah,” Tony agrees, “good idea.”

—

Steve stands outside with Tony for nearly an hour, letting the young man smoke cigarettes while waiting for the cool summer night to sober him up. He happily listens to Tony talk about MIT and his roommate and rant about Howard, and doesn’t mind in the slightest when Tony positions himself against Steve’s side after claiming to be cold.

But eventually, Steve hails a taxi and gives the Stark manor address without getting into the cab himself.

Tony looks utterly betrayed. He’s not even giving his fake pout, his face simply falls as he stares at Steve with hurt in his big brown eyes.

“I had fun tonight,” Steve says, leaning on the doorframe of the cab. “And I wouldn’t mind doing this again.”

Tony straightens and licks his lips. “Yeah?”

“Only without the alcohol and a hundred SHIELD employees.” Steve smiles. “I could use some more dancing lessons.”

Tony beams. “I’m free tomorrow!”

No, you’re not. Howard isn’t going to let his prodigal son sneak off two nights in a row.

“I’ll schedule something for next week,” Steve says. Tony pouts. “I don’t think Mr. Stark would say no to his son learning hand-to-hand-combat from Captain America.”

Steve sees the light bulb go off in Tony’s head.

“Why, Captain.” Tony’s smirking now, his eyebrow quirked up. “Are you saying we should sneak behind Howard’s back?”

Steve smiles. “Maybe there are some things your father doesn’t need to know.”

[trenchcoatsandtimetravel]

Let's Hear It for Captain America!

❤️ Teen+, 5k

🤍 Steve/Bucky

💙 Fluff & first kisses

Love confessions post-Azzano lead to a discovery of Steve's Captain America costume and the USO girls help out when Bucky decides he wants to dress up for Steve.

(Read on AO3)