#and I'm trying something new with the makeup so hopefully it works

[delaneytalks-tostatues]

Now that I have you Mechanisms enjoyers attention, I will be Cosplaying The Toy Soldier again this weekend bc my girlfriend is Cosplaying Jon Sims (TMA) and thought it would be fun for the bit and as you know I can never say no to her--

[wwilsonbarness]

i can't do this anymore

pairings: bucky barnes x y/n reader  

summary: You overhear Bucky’s conversation with your friends and assume the worst but you couldn’t have been more wrong. 

warnings: ANGSTTT, fluffy ending, mention of marriage, more angst “I’m sorry i can’t help it), miscommunication. 

word count: 3665

a/n: I’m in serious need of miscommunication fics (I'm a sucker for angst) so I’d be grateful for any recommendations!! Enjoy <3 

Feedback, likes and reblogs are much appreciated :) 

I do not give permission for my work to be copied, reposted or translated on any other platform.

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“Buck? Can you pass my clothes?” You had just stepped out of the shower and realised you left your clothes in your room, but Bucky didn’t answer. “Buck?” He still didn’t answer so you wrapped your towel around you and headed through to see the room empty. You begin to get dressed before you hear Sam’s voice from the living room, he wasn’t supposed to be here for another half hour. Every week Bucky and Sam took it in turns to host dinner for the three of you and Sam’s girlfriend, Olivia. This week was yours and Bucky’s turn to host and you were super excited to serve your new recipe. Hearing the voices made you even more excited, but stressed as you still had some cooking to do before they were supposed to be here. You finish getting dressed and apply a little bit of makeup as quickly as you can. These dinners weren’t formal so it didn’t take long to get ready, they were mostly just so Sam and Bucky had some comfort after their missions, especially recently with them having to deal with John Walker. You take one last look in the mirror before heading through, until you hear something that stops you in your step.

“I mean I can’t say I’m surprised.. one look at you two and it’s obvious,” Sam tried to whisper but failed. “how are you gonna do it?”  Do what? You were confused what they were talking about, part of was tempted to interrupt but your curiosity took over. 

“I don’t know.. It’s just..” Bucky was stuttering which he only did when he was nervous, this really made you worry about what they were talking about. “It’s just she’s different from other girls, you know? And I know we haven’t been together that long but I can’t do it anymore. Do what anymore? “It’s not like I don’t love what we have but I just feel like I need more” More? You couldn’t help but overthink what you were hearing. They were talking about you, you weren't enough for him. I mean sure you’d thought that about yourself so many times but hearing it from the man you truly thought was the love of your life hurt. 

“I know what it’s like when you find the one, it’s the best feeling in the world.” You couldn’t see this but Sam had kissed Olivia’s head after his words. “This is gonna be good for you man, I’m happy for you.” 

You couldn’t bring yourself to hear anymore, the tears were already fighting their way out. You quietly walk back into your bedroom and try and calm down, you just had to get through tonight, just tonight and then you and Bucky could talk. You were at your happiest with Bucky, you thought Bucky was too but.. you didn’t even want to finish that thought. Bucky’s happiness was the most important thing to you, and if that meant he wasn’t with you anymore you would have to find a way to get through that. No matter how hard it would be for you, you just wanted him to be happy.

You took a few minutes to compose yourself,  your eyes were red and a little puffy but not enough for anyone to notice. You hoped anyway. This time when you left your bedroom you made sure to close the door loud enough so they could hear you coming and hopefully change the subject. 

“Hey guys, you’re early.” you said as you walked in, Sam and Olivia both stood up to give you a hug as you came in. 

“Yeah sorry we were just a couple blocks over and it didn’t make sense going all the way back home just to come out again,” Sam replied with a smile. “Buck said it was okay.” 

“Of course it is, you guys are always welcome, you know that!” You were surprisingly good at keeping how you really felt hidden, but with your words you couldn’t help but think you would lose Sam and Olivia as friends when Bucky ended things between you, they were technically Bucky’s friends first but you’d grown to see them as practically family as your relationship grew. You tried to push that thought away, you just had to get through tonight you kept repeating to yourself in your head. 

“You okay doll?” Bucky asks as he wraps his arms around you. You plaster on a smile hoping he wouldn’t sense anything being wrong. 

“Course! Just need to check on the food.” Normally Bucky’s touch helped you in situations like this but with what you heard his touch was only making you feel worse. You manage to untangle yourself from his arms and head to the kitchen. You notice that the ingredients and glasses were still laying out for the drinks you’d planned to make. “Do you guys want any drinks?” 

“Yes please!” Sam and Bucky replied at the same time. 

“I’ll help you.” you heard Olivia say through the wall. It only takes a couple seconds before she’s standing next to you in the kitchen. You and Olivia were like best friends, and she’s the reason you and Bucky were together. You had worked together for a few years, you drifted a little when she left that job but it only took one reunion dinner to get your friendship back to normal. That was 2 years ago, and from that night on she had insisted on setting up you and Bucky. It took a while for the meeting to actually happen but once it did you knew he was the one for you. Was. Not anymore. 

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Olivia asks quietly, she was aware of Bucky’s super soldier hearing and wanted to talk to you alone. 

You nodded and forced another smile. “Just a busy week, my boss is still being a dick.” 

“Ugh, you deserve so much better than having to work for that guy. He’s a creep.” She said at a normal volume now. “You should send Bucky after him, make him know he can’t treat you like that just cause he’s the boss.” She brings her hands up to put air quotes around ‘boss’, as he’s only technically the boss for the month while your real boss was on vacation. 

“I’ll manage.” You tried to play it off, you wouldn’t have Bucky there to help you soon, and you needed to stand up for yourself. 

“You know he would do anything for you.” 

“You think?” 

“Yep. I mean have you seen the way he looks at you?” 

“Hmm.” you mumbled. “Here,” You pass her two glasses with drinks in it. “take these and I’ll bring the other two once i’ve checked the food.” 

“Okay,” She starts to walk about but turns at the last minute, “It smells good by the way, I can’t wait.” 

“Thanks” you laughed as she walked away. She could tell there was something different with you tonight but she couldn’t figure out what was wrong, it felt like it was more than just your boss being a dick. 

You tried to take as long as you could checking the food without it being too long that someone would notice. After just under 10 minutes you walk through. “Dinner should only be a little longer.” You pass a glass to Bucky and keep one for yourself, normally you’d sit close to Bucky but tonight you kept your distance, opting for the armchair in the corner. Bucky thought this was weird but he kept it to himself. 

“So, what did I miss?” You hoped they would somehow be able to explain away what you heard but your hope didn’t last long as they started to talk about Sam’s plans to get a lizard. 

“Sam, we’re not getting a lizard,” Olivia replied, “if you insist on getting a pet why can’t it be a normal one like a cat or a dog.” This only reminded you of the plans you and Bucky made to adopt a cat, this was torture. Everything was reminding you of what you were about to lose. 

“I’ll look after it babe, you won’t even have to touch it.” Sam tried pleading. 

“And when you’re away on missions?” Olivia argued back playfully. 

“Okay, you got me.” You laughed a little at Sam releasing this was one battle he was going to lose. “What about you guys? You still planning on getting a cat?” 

Bucky looked at you as Sam asked the question, how were you supposed to answer this when you didn’t even know the answer anymore, luckily Bucky notices the panic on your face and jumps in to answer.” 

“Yeah man, we just have to find the time to get to the shelter.” 

“See,” He turns his head to his left, staring at his girl, “Y/n let’s Bucky get the pet he wants.” He was only teasing, he knew logically he couldn’t get a lizard but it was fun to pretend. 

“Lizards and cats are not the same thing.” 

“Y/n/n help me out here please” Sam pleads to you. 

“Sorry Sam, I’m on Olivia's side here.” You reply whilst laughing. 

“Traitor” he mumbles under his breath making everyone laugh. Bucky noticed it wasn’t your real laugh but he wasn’t sure why. Normally you loved bantering back and forth with them. 

You kept on chatting for 20 minutes before the oven timer went off, just in time as Bucky was about to tell an embarrassing story about you.

“Ah! Saved by the bell” you joked. 

“Don’t think I won’t forget to tell it after dinner!” Bucky shouts through, and you can’t help but laugh before thinking about it deeper. Was that one of the things he couldn’t do anymore, was he really embarrassed by you? 

You tried so hard to push those thoughts away and focus on getting through the dinner, you started plating up the food you were so excited about only an hour before. But you got lost in your thoughts again and picked up the hot tray with your bare hand, burning yourself in the process. “Shit.” The tray fell to the floor, luckily you had already plated everything and you were just moving it to the sink. Bucky rushes through and sees the tray on the ground and you gripping your hand towards your chest. 

“What happened?” He comes towards you but you walk back away from him. “What’s wrong?” You could see the worry in his eyes but all you could think about was his words earlier. I can't do it anymore. 

“I’m fine, Bucky.” You didn’t mean to but you snapped back at him. 

“You’re not fine.” he moves closer and tries to reach for your hand but you pull it closer to you, he notices and steps back. “Y/n?” You don’t say anything. “Look please just run your hand under some cold water at least, please?” 

“Can you just take the food through, I’ll be there in a minute.” You tried to hide the shakiness in your voice but he could hear it. This brought him back to the start of your relationship, you both struggled to open up to each other but he thought you had both gotten better at it, which is why he was extra worried.

He nodded, you hated yourself for being the reason he was sad, he didn’t deserve that. “I’m sorry.” 

“It’s okay doll, just know I’m here for you okay?” You nodded but kept your gaze to the floor. He first grabs the tray with his left hand and puts it in the sink then picks up the plates and brings them through, having to make two trips. He doesn’t want to leave you but he wants to give you the space you asked for. You run your hand under the cold tap for a couple of minutes before drying it off and making your way to the table. 

“You okay y/n?” Sam asks as you sit down next to Bucky, there were only 4 seats at the table so sitting next to him was your only option. Bucky turns to you, concern filling his eyes, he sends a smile your way and you try to send one back. He went to put his hand on your thigh but you see him stop himself and bring it back to his leg. 

“Yeah, all good, just burnt my finger on a tray. How’s the food?” 

“It’s amazing as always.” Olivia answers.

 “Thanks again for having us over.” Sam adds

“It’s a new recipe, and no need to thank me. You know you are both welcome here anytime.” You reply, happy that they like it. 

“Tastes great Doll.” Bucky’s voice was quiet, almost like he was scared to speak, he had a slight smile growing as you turned to him. 

“Thank you Bucky.” 

The rest of the night went just like that, the four of you spoke about planning a trip to New Orleans, you felt yourself get excited about it but then grounded yourself, reminding yourself that it probably wouldn’t go ahead. Well, it maybe would, you just wouldn’t be there. Sam and Olivia stayed for a couple more hours, they couldn’t stay as late as usual as Olivia had picked up an early shift at work the next day. When they left you saw Sam and Bucky whisper something to each other, but you were too far to hear anything. 

Now you and Bucky were alone, it had just been the two of you for 10 minutes and none of you had broken the silence until now. 

“Y/n?” Bucky asks quietly, testing the atmosphere. You took the shakiness in his voice as a sign he was angry, when it was really because he was worried about you. You don’t say anything but bring your head up so you could see him. “Can we talk?” Oh god. This was it. He was gonna do it right now. You weren’t ready, you never would be but you couldn’t do this right now. 

“Bucky, I’m really tired, could we talk in the morning?” You were desperately hoping he would say yes. 

“Yeah..” He stands up and walks towards the bathroom, stopping slightly at you but speeds up again after a moment. “I’m gonna quickly shower then I’ll come to bed.” 

“Okay.” Almost a whisper but he heard it. 

You go through to your room and get changed, ignoring the mess in the kitchen. That was something you’d worry about tomorrow. You crawled into bed, facing the wall and tried to force the sleep to take over. It doesn’t take long for Bucky to come in next to you, you feel him hesitate but he wraps his arms around you and brings his mouth around to kiss your forehead. “I love you.” 

You hoped he’d think you were sleeping, and not know you were pretending. You tried to find comfort in his touch but it only reminded you that this time tomorrow you probably wouldn’t have him wrapped around you. You could feel your eyes growing wetter as you thought about this but you forced yourself to stop before it turned into a full meltdown. That would for sure wake Bucky up. So you sat there in silence, sometimes you could hear a quiet mechanical murmur from Bucky’s arm, and sometimes the one big deep breath he takes every few minutes. By the time morning comes you only got about an hour of sleep, you were exhausted and anxious for what was going to happen today. 

“Doll?” he pauses for a minute waiting for an answer, “Are you up?” 

“Yeah, I'm up.” You don’t turn around to face him like you normally would, you keep your eyes on the wall. 

“I was thinking we could go to your favourite cafe today? The one with the-” You interrupt him and turn around to face him, sitting cross legged. 

“It’s okay Bucky.” He’s confused about what you mean so he stays quiet hoping you'll continue which you do. “I heard you talking with Sam and Olivia..” Bucky’s eyes nearly pop out of his head. 

“You heard us?” Shit. He wanted it to be a surprise. 

“I did. So can you just do it now? Get it over and done with, so we can both move on.”

“What? You want me to do it right now?” 

“Yes. Please, just do it.” You knew you were coming across harsh but you needed this torture to end. 

“Erm. Okay..”  He stood up out of bed and walked over to his dresser, and started to dig through one of his drawers. “This isn’t really how I pictured doing this and I thought you’d be more excited but..” Excited? Why would you be excited over losing him? Once he finds what he was looking for he walks back over and brings himself down to his knees beside the bed. 

“Bucky what-” 

“My turn to talk doll..” What the hell was happening. “Y/n, you have been the best thing in my life since the very first day I met you. It might sound cliche but you’re the missing piece I always thought I’d never find. I know this might seem fast but..” He pulls a small box from behind his back. Oh my god. He was proposing. What. You wanted to stop him but the words wouldn’t come out, it was like your mouth was glued shut. “.. I don’t think I could ever feel happier than I do right now with you but It would mean the absolute world to me if you-” 

“Wait!! Stop!” Bucky’s smile dropped. He’d been scared to ask you but he didnt think rejection was actually a possibility. 

“What?” You stood up and started pacing back and forth, panic setting in. 

“Oh my god Bucky. Stand up!” He stood up slowly and closed the ring box, the loud click making things even realer. “Bucky, what were you talking about with Sam and Olivia?” 

“I thought you heard me? I was telling them I wanted to propose, I want to spend the rest of my time with you. This definitely isn't how I wanted it to go. I’m sorry if I.. I thought you’d want this too.” 

“Oh my god Bucky. I am so sorry. I’m so sorry, I messed up.” You were beginning to lose control of your breathing and your eyes were starting to burn, you were still pacing back and forth. “I thought you wanted to end things, I thought you were done with us.”

“What?! Why did you think that?” He had never been so confused in his whole life. 

“You told them you wanted more, and.. that I wasn’t like other girls.. and..” The tears had escaped now and it was hard to talk properly. “and you said you couldn’t do this a-anymore.” 

“Oh baby.” Bucky walks over to you and pulls you gently to the bed, he sits next to you but keeps one of his arms wrapped around you. “I did say those things but not in the way you think. Did you listen to the rest of what we said?” You shook your head, which only made your growing headache worse. “When I said I wanted more I was talking about marrying you, in case you haven't figured that out by the -I don’t even know if i can call that a proposal- but doll, I want to marry you, I wanted to show you how much I love you and how serious I was about us.” He tries to turn himself slightly so he can see your face properly. 

“I was right when I said you aren’t like other girls, I don’t want you to be like anyone else. I want you to be you, my girl. The girl I fell in love with the first day I met you. I’ve been planning to propose for a while but I couldn’t keep it in any longer, that’s what I meant when I said I couldn’t do this anymore. I couldn’t wait any longer to ask you. I love you so much, doll.” 

Oh god. You were so embarrassed. You had gotten everything so wrong. “Bucky, I'm so sorry. I didn’t, I don’t want things to end with us. I’m so sorry.” 

“It’s okay baby, really it’s okay. I just wished you’d talked to me about it. You can come to me about anything, you know what right?” 

“I do, I promise. I just panicked. I thought I was going to lose you.” Your breathing had started to slow down and you felt like you had control over it again.

“Nope. You’re never getting rid of me. I love you too much for that,” He brought his face down to yours and brushed your noses together before wrapping his arms tightly around you. “And I missed you way too much to ever let go of you again.” 

“I love you too, Buck, so much.. but you’re squeezing me.” For the first time since you heard their conversation you had a real smile on your face and you laughed at him holding you so tight. You were happy. Bucky was happy. 

“There’s the laugh I missed so much. Oh and,” he pulled away just for a second to look into your eyes, placing each of his hands on your shoulders and with a serious voice spoke again, “don’t for one second think that’s how my real proposal will go, I’m gonna make it special, just like you deserve.” he pulls you into his arms and lays you both down.

“I can’t wait, but before you do that..”

“Mhmm?”

“Can we go to the shelter today? I think it’s about time we got that cat.”

“You have no idea how happy that makes me doll” 

Maybe it wasn’t healthy how much yours and Bucky’s happiness relied on each other but for you two it worked. Things were perfect. 

[mostlymarvelsstuff]

Surprise Guest Star

Summary: Actress Wanda has to record a short makeup tutorial/interview for Vogue, but while doing so a certain redhead makes an appearance

Authors note: I know absolutely nothing about make up or get ready with me type of things lol, so hopefully this all sounds right

Authors note 2.0: Hopefully I did your idea justice @aliearte (I'm sorry its so short 😭)

Word count: 622 Marvel Masterlist Works Without Reader Masterlist

   Wanda situates a small camera on her vanity before making sure she has everything she needs. Satisfied she has everything she sits down and presses the record button.

   “Hi Vogue, Wanda Maximoff here to walk you through one of my favorite looks. But first it's important to do some skin prep”

   She starts to walk her fans through the proper steps, making sure to mention each product she uses by name along with how long she's used it and how it benefits her skin before she moves onto the next product and step.

   Honestly, she feels a little self conscious doing this for an audience to enjoy, as she knows she tends to make some odd faces while applying things. But she supposes that a little bit of light hearted teasing wouldn’t be a bad thing.  

   “Okay, now we’re ready for the actual makeup part” she chuckles, “And hopefully I’ll pull it off without embarrassing myself”

   She starts off with her foundation, again being sure to once again mention the product by name along with why she likes it as she applies it. Next she moves onto her concealer and repeats the process. This continues for several minutes as she goes through the various steps of her routine until she's ready to move on to her eye makeup.

   “I’m going for a bit of a smokey eye look today” she explains, refraining from adding that she's doing so because Natasha goes absolutely wild for it.

   She continues on, telling her fans what brands she uses as she starts appling and pretty soon she's so focused that she doesn’t even register the faint sound of keys jingling in the distance. Meaning she also doesn’t register Natashas footsteps as the redhead makes her way back towards the bedroom 

   “Hey detka(baby)” she greets as she enters, oblivious to what she had just interrupted. She doesn’t even register the camera as she wraps her arms around Wanda and places a kiss against her lips

   Wanda can’t help the large grin that takes over her features now that Nat is there, “Hi dorogoy(sweetheart), I missed you today”

   But before Nat can say anything in response she notices the small blinking red light, indicating that her girlfriend had been in the middle of filming something, “Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt.” 

   Natasha takes a step back, intent on giving the brunette time and space to finish up whatever she had been doing, but Wanda had immediately missed the warmth of her presence and had quickly grabbed a hold of her hand to prevent her from retreating further

   “You aren’t interrupting, I can finish this up after I see you”

   Nat gives her a sheepish smile, “But I’m in your footage now, which means you’ll have to do some editing before sending it off to them”

   “Or, I could always just leave it in. Let all my fans see my beautiful girlfriend”

   “You don’t have to do that” she stresses, trying her best to ignore the way her cheeks were burning at just the mere thought of everyone finally knowing they were together

   “I know I don’t have to, but I want to” she reassures, “I’d love for everyone to know who has my heart”

   Natasha feels her heart swell as she sees the sincerity in her girlfriend's eyes, “You're sure? I mean, I doubt everyone will be happy with the news”

   “I’m happy with you. So I don’t care what anyone else thinks. Well, anyone other than you of course”

   “I’m happy with you too, and I don’t care what they might think either. I love you”

    Wanda smiles, “I love you too, and in a few days, everyone will know just how much.”

[gaybananabread]

@pocky-dragon Hello there! First of all I really enjoy your fics and headcannons and I was wondering if you have any headcannons/thoughts on Casey from rottmnt?

(I'm dumb and deleted the ask again-)

🏒Casey Jr Tkl Headcanons💚

~AN: Eergejehhesh my BOOOOOY! Pocky you have no idea how long I've been wanting to do something for this mans- Now that events are done, hopefully I can get back up and running! Thank you for requesting!~

Gen:

Things weren't totally serious, totally crazy all the time in his timeline

Before Raph and Donnie…moved on, everyone was fairly optimistic. I mean, sure, it was the apocalypse, but they had hope.

When Casey was little, all four brothers would take turns playing with him. While each one had very different interactions, they all universally loved doing one thing: tickling him.

After all the sadness, Big Leo still tried to keep things uplifting for the boy.

He rarely full-on tickled him, but a few light pokes or squeezes here and there were the perfect thing to put a smile on the teen’s face.

Big Mikey would abuse his powers and sneak up behind Casey, squeezing his sides or teasing his neck.

Occasionally, when the boy was really down in the dumps, holding his arms while Big Leo cheered him up with some tickles.

Lee:

Let's all be honest here: he's a lee. No matter how hard he tries, he always ends up getting his ass handed to him.

Not that he doesn't adore it, of course.

He sees it as a fun way to bond with his new family, even if they do tease the shell out of him.

Worst spots are his hips, belly button and armpits. He likes all of them, though his melt spot is his palms; the best snorty-giggles stem from there.

Bushiest boi, will turn red as fresh cherries if you tease him right~

While he loves tickles from the whole Hamato fam, his favorite lers would have to be Raph and Leo.

He never really got to know Big Raph, but young him is a giant, compassionate teddy bear. A teddy bear that also happens to have a night job as a professional tickle monster!

As for Leo, he'd always felt close to the blue-themed turtle. Besides the obvious connections to his Leo, the guy’s just fun to be around.

The jokes get him giggling, and he feels safe around Leo.

Reigning loser of every tickle fight ever.

He's won maybe twice. Once against a very sleepy Leo, and again with a partner.

Self-conscious about his laugh, but the fam works daily to try and help him jump that hurdle! -♡

Little pill bug: his first response to anything tickly, from pokes to full-on tickled, is curling up into a tiny ball.

Adorable to watch, and even cuter to hear his little squeal when you get to his spots anyway!

Ler:

Rarely happens, but he's still not bad!

Really giggly ler, likes to laugh with his lee.

Definitely gets flustered when someone asks to be tickled by him.

Again, rare, but it does occasionally happen.

He's afraid of hurting them, so only the gentlest of tickles and little scritches unless/until they ask for more.

When he does tickle someone, it's usually Leo, Mikey or April.

Leo is a sorta-undercover angst lord, and Casey likes to hear him laugh when he's bummed or overthinking things.

Mikey is just playful. He'll annoy Casey, mostly on purpose, and get what's coming to him. Other times, he'll be attempting to help the artsy turtle with his makeup and tickle him with the brushes. Intentional or not, I'll let you decide…

With April, it's almost always circumstantial. Dragged into a random tickle fight, Raph asking for backup, Donnie needing someone to do his dirty work.

April tickles him more than he ever gets her. Very few times does it happen, but he's capable of giving revenge tickles.

Doesn't usually tease, but he will compliment his lee's laugh and/or reactions.

“I love your laugh, it's so happy!” “Hey, don't be ashamed of the blush. Red's a good color on you!” “Was that a snort? No, don't hide it, that's adorable!”

It took a while to get to that point, but with self confidence and a whole family of support, he can finally start putting himself out there. Even if it is with something as goofy as tickling.

[ahgasegotarmy116]

Still With You | A Jeon Jungkook Series Chapter 2

Summary: Jungkook comes over and makes dinner for a very sleepy Luna Pairing: Luna (reader) x Jungkook and Jimin, f2l love triangle Word Count: 5.9k~ Warnings: No real warning since I don't wanna spoil it 🤭 Start from the beginning

Trudging down the hall I punch in the access code and open the door to my apartment. I take my shoes off, set my stuff down, throw myself on my bed and scream into my pillow letting out all of the pent up anger and frustration I'm left with as a result of my shift today.

I flip over onto my back after letting out a heavy sigh and stare up at the ceiling, "There's no way there are that many stupid fucking people in this city" I say aloud. From drunks, pda obsessed teenagers, to perverts and really anything in between that can be labeled as a nuisance, I've dealt with. And that just in one day.

"I really need to get a new job" I huff rubbing my eyes, not minding the fact that I still have makeup on and sit up. Letting out another sigh I walk over to the kitchen to start making dinner. Or more like a late night snack at this point since it's already midnight. I still can't believe uncle made me stay this late, I guess it's just further punishment for being late today.

Looking inside my fridge I see that I have absolutely nothing to eat, "Great". I should've just picked something up at the store before I came home but I was too tired to even think about staying there another second. Picking up my phone to figure out what stores might be open at this hour I end up being interrupted by a FaceTime call.

"Hey Kook" I mumble, "Hey! What's wrong?" he asks, going from his smiling face to a concerned one. "Nothing really, just tired is all. I was thinking about walking over to the corner store near me to grab something for dinner real quick since I forgot to go grocery shopping the other day." I admit.

"This late? No, you stay home I'm coming over" he says getting up to grab his stuff. "No it's fine don't worry I'll figure something out" I say touched by his offer but feeling guilty at the same time. "Nope I don't care I'm coming over, any special requests?" he asks, picking the phone back up after putting his jacket on.

"You can pick" I say, happy at the thought of spending some time together. "Okay, can I spend the night?" he questions looking around his room for what I can only assume is his wallet.

"Do you even have to ask?" I chuckle, shaking my head. "I'm just checking" he laughs "I'll be there soon okay?". "Thank you, you're a lifesaver!" I breath out, feeling bless to have someone like him in my life. "Anything for you" he says and quickly ends the call. Smiling at his sentiment I turn my phone off and start getting ready for bed, it's just him so I don't feel the need to get dressed in anything other than comfortable clothes. 

I decide to take a quick shower as well to hopefully get rid of all the tension and irritation I still have built up in my body from all of the madness today. Luckily tomorrow I have the day off so I don't have to worry about going back there until the weekend. Although I'm working long shifts, at least I get to hang out with Jungkook again later on. 

I hear the door to my apartment open and close signaling his arrival, "Luna?" he calls out, trying to find me. "I'm in the shower, I'll be out in a sec" I yell hoping he can hear me over the running water. "Okay" he shouts back. I rush to finish up and walk out while still drying my hair with a towel, the atmosphere feeling so much lighter with him around. 

"You really didn't have to do this for me" I say walking over to him. "It's okay I wanted to, plus you looked tired so I didn't want you to have to worry about going out" he responds, bringing me in for a hug. He lets go after a while and nods towards the bathroom. 

"But I wanna eat first" I say pouting. "I don't care, go dry your hair. It's cold and I don't want you to be shivering all night because you're 'too lazy' to do it after we eat. Plus, I just brought some soup so it'll be easy to reheat. Now go!" he says raising his voice a bit at the end in an authoritative but playful manner. I roll my eyes and make my way back into the bathroom to do as he says not without protest again.

By the time I'm finished he has everything set out, ready and waiting for me. I look up at him in astonishment realizing he actually bought all the ingredients to make the soup and not just take out. 

"What's this? I thought you were just gonna pick up something quick, you didn't have to do all of this" I say, looking over all that he's brought. "I wanted to get you a few more things as well so it just seemed easier to do it this way" he says putting in the final ingredients and cutting the heat. 

He brings the pot over to the table and makes sure to place a hot plate underneath before setting it down and then stands back up looking over at my shocked expression with an amused smile. 

"So are you gonna sit down or what?" he teases. I roll my eyes as a result and sit down, him following after grabbing a bottle of soju. I glance up at him surprised yet again, "Looked like you needed it" he says, yet again amused with my reaction. "You know me so well" I say smiling back at him.

After we finish eating we move over to the couch and he decides to get down to business, "Okay what's wrong?" I look up at him confused as to where this is coming from. "What do you mean?" I question, genuinely confused. "You just look like you're hiding something. Like you're more on edge these days" he explains. 

The fact that he can clock these things about me before I even start to realize it is sometimes scary. Looking back I seem to realize that there has been a lot on my mind lately. 

"If there's something you need help with or if you want someone to talk to you know I'm here right?" he reassures me. 

"I didn't really realize that something might be wrong until you just mentioned it. I guess I've been subconsciously avoiding it" I start trying to sort through the many things that might be contributing to my change in demeanor. "And what would that be?" he questions, encouraging me to continue.

"I would say mainly money. I've been thinking about getting a new job or even just working two jobs because of how expensive things are with me living on my own. I'm already tired as is so juggling two job is just too much to think about let alone actually go through with. Just when I think I'm getting ahead and feeling like I could survive off of one, something goes wrong" I say verbally processing it all. 

"What's been going wrong? Is it your brother?" he questions, placing his hand on top of my knee. "No he's fine. Well, he's stable for the moment so that's all I could ask for right now. It's just, I don't know, I'm starting to slack off at work these days and I've been showing up late almost every other day and the only reason I still have this job is because my uncle is the owner" I say, hating that I have to admit this to him. 

"I just can't find the motivation to get up and get out of bed most days. Even when I do wake up on time I'm still dragging my feet until I'm out the door. Then as soon as I step outside the panic starts to settle in and I'm stressing trying to get there on time, knowing damn well I'll be late anyways" I continue and take a deep breath before continuing. 

"When I finally get there I'm anxious so it makes it difficult to focus and then I get in trouble on top of that and, I don't know. It's just been really difficult for me to stay afloat in all aspects of my life if I'm being honest" I let out. 

He pulls me closer and rests my head on his chest and I wrap my arms around his torso. "That's a lot. Do you how long you've been feeling like this?" he asks while rubbing my back, keeping his emotions level in an effort to keep me calm. 

"I guess I just never had the time to really stop and think about it. I mean I would've told you sooner but we've both got our own lives and struggles that we have to deal with. I don't have as many opportunities to spend time with you so when I do, I don't want to put a damper on the mood. I wanna have fun when we're together so it would make me feel selfish if I was to take away from that" I say feeling sad at the realization. 

"We made a promise to not grow apart and still be there for one another remember? We promised to tell each other everything" he argues. I pull away a bit to look up at him "But that was when we were kids and we practically saw each other everyday. We had plenty of time together so I didn't feel bad telling you when I was sad or stressed or angry or anything because it would almost feel weird not to" I explain. 

"I don't care about any of that" he says leaning towards me to brush a strand of hair behind my ear. "All I care about is you. You're my best friend and I want to be there for you, especially in those moments when you need someone to lean on. It's okay to ask for help, you don't have to be so strong all the time. Sometimes you need to feel weak and I want to be that person you can come to when you feel like that" he says cupping my face.

I close my eyes and lean into his touch, I start to feel tears welling up in my eyes so I go back to resting my head on his chest in an effort to hide them. "Thank you" I say, "For what?" he laughs. "For being my best friend. I just, I don't know what I'd do without you" I say bringing myself closer to him. 

"I don't know what I would do without you either. I need you to tell me when you're feeling like this okay?" he urges, "Okay" I agree, nodding into his chest. "Promise?" he says holding up his pinky finger. "Promise" I say as I wrap mine around his. 

"So what do you wanna do now?" I ask standing up and going to grab some more soju in an effort to break the ice and change the subject. "I don't mind, I'm here for you so whatever you wanna do is fine by me" he says. 

"Norebang?" I say with a smile on my face. "Norebang" he says smiling back. We spend the rest of the night singing, dancing and drinking in my apartment, helping me escape from reality for just a little bit. When I'm with him, it just feels like the rest of the world just fades away, like nothing else matters. It's just me and him against the world.

Once the last song plays we decide to sit down and take a breather while I start scouring the list to find the next one. "Luna" he says trying to get my attention. "Hm" is all I say in response still too focused on the task at hand. "I'm really glad I came" he admits while looking towards me with a fond smile. "Me too" I say mirroring his sentiment, taking my eyes off the screen. 

While I'm still looking over at him I can't help but see his eyes dart down to look at my lips and in turn I decide to glance down at his as well not knowing what kind of urge this might spark in him. He scoots closer to me and I can't help but widen my eyes in response. 

He settles next to me and I start to feel my heart rate pick up. He leans in and I shut my eyes, anxious as to what might happen but all I feel next is the remote being snatched out of my hand. I open my eyes realizing what just happened and reach out to take it back. 

"Hey! You said that I could pick the next song" I protest leaning up against him trying to grab it back as he stretches his arm out, making the remote out of my reach. "I changed my mind" he teases laughing at my effort. I in turn end up climbing onto his lap still trying to reach for the remote not really paying attention to what I'm doing and just focusing on my goal.

Then in a blink of an eye I find my back against the couch and Jungkook hovering over me. I can't help but feel confused with what his motive might be. "What are you doing?" I say feeling breathless. He looks down at me with a strong resolve and a mixed set  of emotions hiding in his expression but I can't quite tell what it is. 

I let my eyes wander, admiring each of his features. His rounded slightly hooded eyes, his strong brows, furrowed to match his intense gaze, his eyebrow piercing that he got over the summer, I never really liked them on guys but for some reason I can't help but think that it suits him well. 

Wandering down from there I take a second to glance at his scar which although he hates I can't help but adore since it's something that he's had since I met him and I wouldn't want to change a single thing about him. 

Ultimately my eyes wander and settle on his soft cupids bow, he hates how small his top lip looks but I think it's adorable and balances out with his full bottom lip but I tease him about it anyways and I end with staring at his lip rings for a second. Realizing moments later that we've been in this position for a while, I feel dumbfounded, not really know what to say or if I should say anything.

I glance up finally making eye contact with him again after taking in the view from his close proximity and I continue to let my question linger. 

"Can I kiss you?" he asks barely above a whisper. "I- what" I say feeling surprised by the request. "I said, can I kiss you?" he chuckles, repeating his question. "Why would you want to kiss me?" I question back. "I don't know, I just want to kiss you" he says settling on that explanation and not really wanting to elaborate on the subject further. 

I hesitate for a moment still not fully understanding how this happening and seeing my hesitation he backs off, giving me space to breathe, "It's okay just, just forget I said anything". 

Regaining a bit more awareness as to what just happened I sit up with a still perplexed expression and prod further. "No Jungkook why did you do that?" I say determined to get an answer. "I just, I don't know I've just been thinking about kissing you for a while and I wanted to see if you would let me" he says, looking down at his hands. Looking almost too embarrassed to meet my gaze. 

"But I'm your best friend, why would you wanna kiss me?" I say still not satisfied with his explanation. "Haven't you ever been curious about what it might be like to kiss me?" he questions finally looking up at me. "I-" I start not really knowing how to answer.

"It's okay you don't have to answer that" he says backing off the subject. "Well-" I start off after a period of silence. I can see his interest peek a bit hearing that I don't necessarily want to drop the subject. 

"It's just we're best friends right? So best friends shouldn't think about each other that way" I can see him start to wilt a bit, excitement starting to dwindle. "But I would be lying if I said I haven't thought about it before..." I say letting my voice get softer with each word. 

"So, would it be okay if I kiss you?" he questions trying to test the waters again. "But what would that mean for us?" I question not wanting to have a misunderstanding after the fact. "It doesn't necessarily have to mean anything. Unless you want it to" he finishes letting his voice trail off at the end. 

My heart starts beating faster and I feel apprehensive, still not sure if it's a good idea. One kiss won't hurt though, right? I think about it for a few more seconds before I respond "One kiss?". "One kiss" he responds. I then nod my head in approval and wait for him to make the next move. It was his idea so I want to see how he goes about carrying it out.

He turns towards me and studies my face making sure that I'm still okay with it. Once he sees that I haven't tried to back away he brings his hand up to cup the side of my face. I freeze a bit at the contact not really realizing the fact that this action is far more intimate than I had initially thought as he had done it so many times before. 

He takes his time and caresses my face looking at me with a kind of love that goes far beyond friendship. It scares me but at the same time I can't bring myself to look away. He looks down at my lips again seeing that I am unconsciously biting them, a habit of mine that he has grown to love. 

Leaning in he stops right before our noses touch and places his thumb on my bottom lip coaxing me to let it go and pushes his thumb between them in an effort to keep them apart. "Keep your mouth open for me okay?" he says in a deep tone that I have never heard from him before and I can't help but widen my eyes in shock at his request which in turn makes me widen my mouth even more. "Perfect" is all he says before placing his lips on mine.

It starts out slow and sweet, he feels how tense I am and takes that into account, leading the kiss and easing me into it. I unconsciously bring my hand up and place it on his chest trying to ground myself and I loosen up with every movement of our lips. 

He decides to deepen the kiss and I can feel him start to incorporate his tongue. I decided to let him do just that curious, as to what it might feel like. The kiss has been gentle so far so I can't help but want to see where it goes seeing that he wants more. 

He uses his tongue for a while and I can feel him retreat a bit almost coaxing me to use mine as well. I in turn follow his silent request and I get a new set of butterflies settling in my stomach. It takes a turn and gets a bit more intense when he guides me down into our previous position.

Tilting his head to the side he gets a bit more needy, wanting to switch up the pace. I start to feel a bit breathless and push back on his chest a bit to get his attention. He pull away and looks down at me in a questioning manner. "One kiss" is all I say and I can see him feel a bit disappointed but ultimately responds "One kiss". He sits up and I follow him and scoot back creating a bit more distance between us. 

After catching our breath for a bit I start to speak. "That was..." I say trailing off, not really knowing what to say. "Yeah" is all he says in response. He suddenly stands up and mumbles that he's going to the bathroom and gives me no time to respond before he goes through my bedroom and into the bathroom. 

I let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding the second he closes the door. 'What was that? Why- why did I let him kiss me? Why did I let him kiss me like that? He said one kiss so why did I let it continue?' All of these questions start circling my brain but I push away the ones that would tell me all the emotions it had brought on. Taking a few deep breaths I try to calm myself down and bring my heart rate back to normal.

He spends quite a while in there before I hear the toilet flush and the sink turn on. Once he comes out I notice how red and swollen his lips have become. Even his small upper lip seems a bit bigger now. Did I really kiss him that hard? Coming and sitting on the couch next to me he doesn't make an effort to say anything. We sit there for a second and I don't really know what to do now or where to go from here. 

"Do you wanna watch a movie?" he asks while grabbing the remote. "A movie sounds great" I rush to respond. "Okay great" he says turning on a movie that we've both seen before. Luckily he picked an action movie without any romance. I don't think watching anything to do with romance would be a smart decision right now. If anything, it would just make this whole situation seem even more awkward. 

Feeling myself start to doze off a bit as the movie progresses I can't help but fall into the habit of resting my head on his lap. Once I do I feel myself start to drift off disregarding the suspenseful nature of the current scene and surrendering to the feeling. 

I feel his legs tense up a bit at first contact but ultimately relaxes again after a second or two. He brings his hand up and starts tentatively running his fingers through my hair, ultimately coaxing me into a deeper slumber.

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As I watch Luna slowly fall asleep I can't help but feel glad at the fact that even though we might've seemed awkward after the kiss it seems like she still wants to go back to being normal. Seeing her fall into her habit of falling asleep in my lap just proves that fact. I can't help but feel a bit disappointed at that fact but I don't want to try and force anything on her.

Placing my arm around her back and the other under her knees I pick her up and carry her over to her bed and in the process she takes a hold of my shirt and shifts closer to me in an effort to steady herself while still half asleep making me smile. 

Once I place her down on the bed I still feel her strong grip on my shirt and as I go to place my hand on hers to encourage her to let go I hear her mumble "Stay with me" in her cute sleepy voice. I can't help but smile at her neediness "Always" is all I say in response knowing that she probably can't hear me but doing so all the same. I place my hand on hers and the warmth of my palm makes her loosen up a bit so I have a chance to release her hold on me.

I look at her once again admiring her from the close proximity and decide to place a featherlight kiss on her forehead. She stirs a bit in her sleep and flips over onto her side in an effort to make herself more comfortable. I laugh at her stubbornness, grabbing my clothes and heading into to the bathroom to get ready for bed. 

Once I'm done I slip into bed next to her and do my best not to wake her. She ends up sensing my presence in her unconscious state all the same and rests her head on my chest and wraps her arm around my torso. Laughing at her I shake my head and bring her closer to me. "Goodnight Luna" is all I say before slowly drifting off to sleep.

Waking up the next morning I realize Luna has already gotten up and I can smell the sent of bacon and egg which coaxes me out of bed. Doing my best to stay quiet I sneak up on her and wrap my arms around her waist like I always do. I hear her take in a sharp breath as her reaction to my sudden presence. 

"Good Morning" I say in her ear looking over her shoulder to see what she's doing. "Um good morning, breakfast is almost ready if you want to set the table" she says clearing her throat at the end. "Sure" is all I say in response before kissing her temple and going to do as she said. 

Once everything is ready and on the table we sit down and start eating. "So what's the occasion?" I ask trying to get her attention. She's been pretty silent since I came out and I can't help but feel a bit worried. 

"What do you mean? There's no special occasion" I raise my brow at her response and nod towards all the food she made. "Oh well I mean it's been a while since I made an American breakfast and you happened to bring all the ingredients so I figured I might as well make it for a change. Plus you made dinner last night so I thought it would only be fair if I-" "Luna everything looks great. Thank you" I say cutting off her incessant nervous rambling. She's cute when she gets nervous but I'll show her some mercy for right now.

"So what are your plans for today?" I ask while taking a bite of the waffles she made. "Oh nothing so far, I really haven't given it a lot of thought. This week has been pretty hectic as is so I figured I would just stay home. Do you have any plans today?" she asks reciprocating my interest. 

"I think some guys from my school wanted to meet up for drinks tonight or something like that. You should come! I've been meaning to introduce you to them for a while now but we just never had the chance" I say hoping she'll take me up on my offer. 

"I don't know Kook, I'm not really in the social kind of mood" I deflate a bit at her downright rejection but I understand she's been under a lot of stress lately. "Okay are you sure? I don't want you staying home alone and feeling sad all day" I say feeling a bit concerned. 

"I won't be sad all day don't worry. You coming over has put me in a good mood so don't worry. I've just got some stuff to take care of here at the house and I wanted to have a self care kind of day" she responds and I can see that she needs it based off of how exhausted she seems despite just waking up.

"Okay, I believe you. Just be sure to call me if you want me to come back. I really don't mind bailing on them if you need me" I say reassuring her. Seeing how close to tears she was last night and how she's acting this morning has got me worried. I might be overreacting but I just want to make sure she'll be okay and that things won't get bad again. 

"I should probably get going then so you can get started on that. I forgot I have an assignment due on Monday anyways so should probably get that out of the way before I go out tonight. Do you want me to help you clean up?" I question letting her know I have time to help her out. 

"No it's okay don't worry about it. I'll be cleaning all day so I don't mind doing this as well" she declines, granting me a genuine smile. "Alright well I'm gonna go get cleaned up and then I'll head out. Do you mind if I take a shower?" I question getting up and putting my plate and cup on the counter as well as placing the juice back in the fridge. 

"Yeah go ahead. You don't have to ask me stuff like that anymore Kook, my house is your house" she says laughing at me. "Hey just because you're my best friend doesn't mean that I can't be polite" I say ruffling her hair even though I know she hates it. "Tell that to Grey" she says while fixing her disheveled state. I laugh at her while walking over to her room to take that quick shower that I had mentioned before I go.

~~~~~~

While Jungkook is in the shower I let out a deep sigh and start cleaning up. I know I'm acting weird and I know he notices it but I'm just not sure how I should act after that kiss. I feel like it was more than just a kiss to him and I don't really know what to do with that information. 

After doing the dishes I head over to my room to get changed but then remember that Jungkook's still washing up. I decide to sit in the living room and wait for him to finish, taking a break from all the work I did this morning. 

I look up once he opens the door and my breath catches in my throat at the sight of him shirtless with wet hair. I've seen him like that countess times before but I can't help but feel flustered this morning. 

"Luna" he calls out for me. "Huh? What?" I say snapping myself back into reality. "I asked if I could borrow your hair dryer" he says with an amused smile on his face. "Oh uh yeah it's in the cabinet under the sink" I say looking away, embarrassed that he caught me low key checking him out. "Thanks" he responds with a slight chuckle at the end before going back into the bathroom and closing the door.

"Luna wake up wake up wake up! This Jungkook we're talking about okay, stop it!" I say aloud, careful to keep it quiet enough so he won't be able to hear. I shake my head trying to get rid of the image of Jungkook shirtless and just when I think I've managed to erase it for the time being he comes out without a shirt on again. 

"Hey I forgot to grab an extra shirt before I came here. Do you have one here that I could use?" he questions knowing that I steal his clothes half the time. I can't help it okay? He dresses well and we have similar styles, luckily he doesn't seem to mind it too much though. 

"Yeah there's probably something in the closet" I say, looking at my phone so I don't betray myself by gawking at him again. He nods and heads over and finds his grey 'Flare Up' shirt and slips it over his head. My eyes betray me and I end up checking him out from the back watching his tiny waist disappear under the baggy shirt. Man I would kill to have a figure like that man.

"Alright I'm gonna head out, call me if you need me okay?" he says reiterating his offers from earlier. I get up to walk him out, helping him grab whatever else he might've forgotten on the way there. "Okay I will" I respond with a soft smile. "And if you change your mind the offer still stands for coming out with us tonight, just let me know and I'll come get you". 

"Alright alright get going" I joke, "Don't you have an assignment to work on?" he looks puzzled for a second and then remembers the conversation we had earlier. "Yes I do! Thanks for reminding me. What would I do without you?" he says giving me a hug before bending down to put his shoes on. "Be bored and miserable?" I question laughing. 

"You're probably right, but at least I wouldn't have as many headaches" he says teasing me and booping me on the nose for good measure. "Hey!" I say pouting at his teasing. "Just kidding, all the headaches in the world are worth it if I get to keep you" he says wrapping me in a big embrace again before turning to grab the handle. "Thanks?" I question confused at whether I should take that as a compliment or not.

He laughs at my dumbfounded appearance and shouts a "Love you loser" while walking down the hall "See ya weirdo" I respond, laughing at his constant carefree nature. "What am I gonna do with this man?" is all I can say to myself as I feel another swirl of emotions building up inside of me.

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Chapter 2 "Ive been watching you for ages..."

pairing: Adam Driver x f!reader content: alcohol consumption, use of Y/n. a/n: oh gosh guys im so sorry this took SOOO LONG!! I have not had any motivation but i was determined to get this out! part 3 will not take as long!! Added a tag for all my works: #victoriassecrets!!

Endless scrolling turned into you following asleep. When you woke up, you found a pool of spit under your chin and your phone was dead. Rolling your eyes, you sat up stretching your arms before plugging your phone in and wiping your face. Today you had planned to get breakfast with Carolina today, to debrief from the past few days. It had caught you by surprise how much your co-star had been on your mind- an unhealthy amount you should say…

Hopefully this date would help clear your mind and focus on the actual movie and not Adam Driver. 

You arrived at the coffee shop shortly before Carolina did so you found a table by the window. When she arrived: she lit up instantly when her eyes met yours. “Hey girl!!!!” She let out a squeal of excitement as she frolicked over. Standing up, you embraced her in your arms. “Oh em gosh we have so much to talk about!!” Of course, Carolina couldn't wait to start talking. Sitting back down, you took a sip of hot coffee before speaking “So i want to discuss how JJ is planning on building and establishing me and- Sorry- Taylor and Johns (you and Adams characters) relationship”

“He wants you and Adam to get to know each other from the other side of the camera so that way we have something to build off of before we start filming.”  This caught you by surprise.In the past, no directors had asked you to have an actual connection that isn't just acting.

“We have 7 weeks till filming starts and I've already scheduled you and Adam a reservation at the restaurant down the road for tonight- lets get ahead yeah?” Dinner. Tonight. With Adam. It was hard to imagine what this could possibly mean. “So it's a date basically?”

“Oh gosh no silly!” She laughed, shaking her head. “Just think about it as a…” she paused. “Yeah it's basically a date.”

Oh Carolina, why would you do this to me!!

“No the red! No wait- the blue! wait - yes the red! Wait..” Holding up the two dresses and making Carolina pick was impossible. She was your hype woman and you looked good and anything but gosh this woman could not pick to save her life. “Girl, just pick! I'm going with the red-” before you could finish Adams manager walked in-”The cab will be here in an hour” she left quickly after dropping the news. Lovely, now I'm being rushed. 

“Ok pick a dress and i’ll get someone her to fix your hair and makeup-”

“No- I got this. I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

Carolina smiled, looking up from her phone and going over to hug you. “First impressions are everything” she whispered in your ear. All you could do was laugh.

Dress? Red(or blue?) No yeah red…

Hair? Down! No up!! Wait… Down!!

Makeup? Uhhhhhh…

“Ms. Y/L/N! The cab is here!!”

Crap! You quickly grabbed your purse and ran downstairs while still trying to put shoes on. After who knows how long, you finally got your shoes on and was greeted by Adam. 

“Evening.” He said, holding out his arm.

“Good evening.” You joyfully intertwined your arm around his elbow, letting him guide you into the cab. 

The flash of the cameras was bleeding. Being an actor in Hollywood meant stalkers, love letters, cat calls, and of course- paparazzis. Security did their best to quickly get you too into the car with little to no time for the cameras to catch a glance of you and your co-star. As soon as you entered the car- a woman- around the age of 20, started pounding at the window of the car. “Adam! You are so hot! Have my ba-” the car sped off before the woman had a chance to finish. You glazed over at Adam but he didn't seem fazed at all. Was he used to this? The ride was quiet. All that could be heard was the rolling on the car on the roads of LA and the faint playing of the radio. Before you could be relieved of the stress of this event, you stupidly went on instagram and your DM’s were full of pictures that the paparazzis had taken just minutes ago. The pictures were not as clear as expected considering you basically ran to the car. You could just faintly make out the scene of Adams' arm around yours. 

Once you arrived at the restaurant, the door swung open and a doorman held out his hand to you. You hesitantly grabbed it. Making sure your dress didn't get caught in the car door- you exited the vehicle and was once again escored beside Adam and security. Little to no paparazzis were around but somehow, many civilians knew you two were expected. Some profanities and obscure things were shouted but you too paid no attention to them. The restaurant lights were wildly contrasted with the dark outside. Adjusting to the lighting, you walked over to a table that was draped with a white cloth along with two wine glasses, silver wear, and a candle. Adam pulled out the seat, gesturing to you to sit down. Embarrassed, you smiled and whispered ‘thank you’ under your breath. Adam sat down across from you.

“So-” Adam began to speak, his brown eyes looked so whimsical in the lighting. Before speaking again, he cleared his voice. “Where are the menus?” He chuckled, looking around the restaurant. At Least he was trying to make this not awkward as possible.

“I was just thinking that! Have you ever been here before?” You scanned the room, it was quite empty- well entirely empty.

“No, you?” You shook your head. Right as you were going to say something, your waiter walked over, pen and paper in hand. “Apologies for the wait- what can I start you off to drink?” You both ordered a glass of red wine to start and shortly after receiving menus- ordered entries. Taking a sip of your drink, Adam asked “Thoughts on the film so far? Well, the script that is.” He brushed his hair back, still making eye contact with you. You couldn't believe you were having dinner with Adam Driver. He was so beautiful and there was something about him that wouldn't allow you to look away.

“I like it! Also- apologies for Carlonia setting this whole ‘date’ thing up- she can be really extra sometimes' ' putting date in quotes excentauted how awkward this dinner was. You hoped he would just laugh it off but- oh no.

“Carolina?” he laughed, shaking his head while looking down, “No, this wasn't JJs or Carolinas idea. It was mine.”

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Prey | Chapter Nine

Alastor x Fem!Reader

Warning(s): Homophobia, Unwanted Flirting

You knock gently as you entered the room. "Hello?" You say with a smile. Alastor, sitting in his chair, turned to face you. "Y/n! What brings you by, darling?" He asks with a wide grin.

You walk further into the room before shutting the door behind you. "Thought I'd stop by for a visit." You tell him. "I hope I'm not intruding."

"You? Never." Alastor says with a wave of his hand. "It's always a delight to have you around." You take the basket you had resting in the bend of your arm, and set it down on a near by coffee table. "I brought you a little something. I hope you haven't eaten yet." 

"Oh, how thoughtful of you my dear. Thank you." Alastor stands from the chair. "No I haven't had the time to eat much yet. I've been quite busy." You nod. "I've noticed. How are you feeling?" You ask carefully. "I'm just fine, dearest!" Alastor says, maybe a bit too quickly. 

"Are you sure? You haven't quite been yourself as of late." You didn't want to upset him by saying this, especially knowing how highly he held his self image.

But you were so worried. If there was something wrong, you'd want to help make things better for him. Even if just a little. Alastor chuckles as he approaches you. He takes hold of your hands as he speaks. 

"My darling, if there was something wrong, I'd tell you. Rest assure, everything is alright." He says comfortingly. You wanted to believe him, but you just couldn't. You decided to drop it for now, but you will be keeping a closer eye on him. "If you say so." 

Alastor brings your right hand to his lips and kisses it softly. "I am quite fortunate to have someone as caring as you in my life, Y/n." Your smile returned to you, cheeks warming. "And I'm fortunate to have someone as loving as you in my life, Alastor." 

You then turn your attention to the small basket. "Now, I suggest you eat. I don't want you becoming all skin and bones. It's not as good as your cooking, but, hopefully it will tied you over for now." 

"You should give yourself more credit. It will do just fine, thank you again dear." Said Alastor. "Anytime." You grin. "Ok, I guess I'll leave you to it. I know you're about to start broadcasting, I don't want to distract you." 

"Oh please, do distract me." Alastor smirks. You lightly hit his chest. "Behave. You're at work." You giggle. "Will I see you at tonight's performance?" You ask. 

"Ah, afraid not." Alastor sighs. "I'm going to be doing a little extra work tonight. Hopefully I'll find some new inspiration for my broadcasts while I'm at it. I do apologize, my love. Next time, for certain." 

"Don't worry about it." You wave your hand dismissively. "I'm not going to tell you what to do, but please, try not to work yourself too hard ok?" 

"I will certainly try." Alastor promises. You stand on your tip-toes to kiss his cheek. "I'll see you later, love." You say as you walk out of the door. Alastor watched as you left, and let his shoulder slump as the door shut. Another sigh left him, this one sounding more exhausted as he sat back down. 

"Y/n, you're getting a little too good at reading me..." He mutters. "Let's hope that does not become a reoccurring issue."

Tonight's show was as good as ever, you had captured the attention and adoration of the crowd once again. Now, you were in your dressing room, removing your makeup and changing back into your casual attire. Whenever you preformed, you gained a new sense of accomplishment and of course, confidence. 

It made you feel on top of the world, nothing could ruin your good mood. 

You stepped out of the lounge and breathed in the cool night air. It was soothing feeling, the light breeze on your skin. Those stage lights were no joke, you could use a nice shower once you got home. As you start off, someone calling your name caused you to pause.

You turn to see Joe and a few of his buddies walking your way. "Great show, Y/n! I had no idea you could sing! And sing so lovely at that." You smile slightly. "Oh, thank you." 

"See?" One of the men at his side slurred slightly. "I told ya, she sings just as good as she looks!" You tried not to pay him mind as his eyes wondered your body. 

"How about you join us for a few drinks, little lady? The night's still young. What do ya say?" Asked another. You shake your head and politely decline. "No thank you, I'm quite tired after tonight. I was just on my way back home. Maybe next time?" You say, though you had no intentions of doing so. 

Just as they were about to protest again and insist you go, Joe spoke up. "Ah, leave her be." He brushes off the two, and focused his attention on you. "Are you walking home all alone?" He asked.

You nod your head. "Then, allow me to take you home. I'd just hate to let a fine lady be all alone at night. It's not very safe, especially after that incident in the papers." 

Right, your boss went missing, and is suspected to be dead. As much as you wanted to decline, you really didn't feel safe walking alone right now.

So, you accept his offer. "Alright." You say and Joe offers his arm. You link your arm with his, but before you two left, Joe spoke to his buddies one last time. 

"Ya'll go on ahead without me. I'll join you fellas later." He says before walking away with you. You didn't miss the snickers and low whistling from his drunken friends. But again, you paid it no mind. 

"Thank you, Joe. Normally I wouldn't be too opposed to walking home late, but after recent events, I can't help be be a little paranoid." You sigh.

Joe chuckles. "It's no problem at all, little lady. I enjoy your company. Say, isn't Alastor always with you these days? Why ain't he walking you home?" He asked. 

"He's working late tonight." You tell him. "Otherwise he would have." 

"Working late?" Joe repeats. "Why, he left work same time I did." You look up at him, confused. "He did?" Joe nods. "Just a couple hours ago. Even left a little bit before me. I didn't see him come back, if he did." 

You furrow your brows as you look ahead once more. "He lied to me? Why would he do that?" You wonder aloud. Joe only shrugs. "Beats me. But that's quite rude if you ask me. You think he's got himself a lady friend he had to see?" 

'I most certainly hope not!' Is what you wanted to say, but instead, you shake your head. "I don't know. If he does, I don't know her." That couldn't be it. Alastor was a bit of a flirt, but that's long since stopped after the two of you got together. He's been nothing but loyal to you ever since. There was no way he had another woman in his life. 

So, what was it then? 

"Heh, nah. Nah I don't think that's it." Joe laughs. "Alastor's always been a bit of a prude. Never once have I ever seen him with a woman romantically. Women practically throw themselves at him, and he does nothing about it. I say he's one of those types."

You raise an eyebrow. "Those types?" 

"Yeah, you know. He fancies the opposite gender. A real daisy if you ask me. Ugh." Joe's face scrunches up in disgust. You tried not to let it show, but you felt a twisting feeling in your chest at his words. "What kind of man doesn't want a fine young dame on his arm?" 

You remained quiet, unsure that if you were to speak right now, you'd have nothing too kind to say to him. 

"What's more? What kind of man wouldn't want someone as breath taking as you." You glance at Joe, his eyes set on you. "Y/n, how about I take you out sometime? I'd treat you so much better than that palooka."

"You're very kind, I'm flattered, really." In all honesty, you weren't. In fact, you wanted nothing more than to just storm off from him and risk being murdered on your way home.

"But I'm afraid I must decline. I'm...I'm just not looking to be in a relationship right now." 

"So you're saying there's a chance in the future?" Joe smirks. You held back the urge to grimace. "I don't know." You say with a light chuckle. Seemingly satisfied with that answer, Joe dropped the subject. And thankfully, you were almost home. 

"So, when did you start singing down at ol' Mimzy's lounge?" Asked Joe. "Not too long ago. Alastor helped me out a lot, being good friends with Mimzy." You could catch a glimpse of Joe rolling his eyes from the mentioning of Alastor's name. "I'm not sure if I would have this job without him."

"I'm sure you would." Said Joe with a grin. "You're pretty enough, you could get a job anywhere you wanted. Just flash a smile, and you'd be hired on the spot, little lady." 

Being pretty was nice, but you'd hope you have more to offer than just looks. But clearly Joe was not the type of man to have that discussion with. So, you refrained from mentioning it. Instead, you just thank him. 

Finally, you arrived at your apartment building. "Well. This is my stop. Thank you again for walking me home, Joe." You say with a smile. Joe waved his hand. "Don't mention it, darlin'. I'll see you around?" 

You nod your head before briskly walking inside, exhaling loudly as soon as you closed the door.

And to think, you were in such a good mood earlier...

As you made your way through your living room and into the hall, you couldn't help but think back to what Joe said. 

'he left work same time I did. Just a couple hours ago. Even left a little bit before me. I didn't see him come back, if he did. '

If Alastor wasn't working late, then what was he doing? Why did he feel the need to lie to you? You hope it wasn't anything serious, you hoped even more he had a good reason to be secretive. But that didn't make the worry and suspicion disappear. 

You've already dismissed the idea of him having another women on the side. He's done nothing to make you suspect as much, even before the two of you were together. 

Was he visiting his mother? He'd go to her grave every so often to chat with her about what was going on in his life. And to just...be with her. But it was so late. Why would he go at this time? That couldn't be it. 

Maybe he wanted to do some hunting? Hunting was a hobby of his, but also somewhat of a stress reliever. You never did like the idea of him hunting, you had such a soft spot for animals. But you weren't going to make him stop just because you disliked it. 

However you did make him promise not to tell you what he was hunting. Especially if it were deer. You always loved deer. They were such gentle creatures. 

But again, it was late. How would see anything at this hour? The night would make hunting difficult, so that couldn't have been it either. Right? 

What on Earth was he doing? 

You stopped just as you entered your bedroom, turning around, you walked back into the living room. You made your way over to your telephone and picked it up, as you circled through the numbers. 

You waited for Alastor to answer, however, the longer you waited, the less confident you became that he would answer. And he did not answer. 

Now you were worried. 

You sighed before setting the phone handle back into place and went back to your room. You showered and changed into your sleepwear. You sat down onto the edge of the bed and looked down at your slightly trembling hands. 

Where was he? What was he doing? Why did he lie to you? 

"He had better have good explanation for all this." You say before finally lying down, and tried giving into slumber. 

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Animal Crossing: New Horizons | Character Creator Critique

[Previous Post]              [First Post]              [Next Post] It's been a long and tough week, so I don't think I'll have the energy for the weekly style savvy post. But hopefully you enjoy this instead.

Here's a new entry in my 'Character Creator Critique' Series Where I live-blog working through the creator in various games. So I have played this game and created a character previously. However, that was about a year ago, and I don't remember much, So let's start fresh, new character new island!

So the game starts out asking for your same and birthday. And I must say, I really love the UI in this game, the color/textures, really make it look just so inviting! Next you get to start making your character,

I have noticed that some more recent Nintendo games, (like splatoon) Have done away with specific gender labels, and they don't use any cryptic working like "Body Type A", I think this is nice, you just choose how you want to look. As soon as you select your style, you'll be randomly assigned one of the staring outfits, here's a few that I saw when restarting the game a few times:

Next up is skin tone:

(Your starting outfit is picked at random, when you reach this point) And, I think they offer a good selection, it may not be the most realistic, but I think they cover a good range, without breaking the game's art style. Next, you can pick one of the starting hairstyles:

Honestly, I find this a little disappointing. Yes, I'm aware you can get more later, But only four starting options tailored towards each gender feels slim There's not much in the way of variety, especially considering you'll probably be stuck with this look for a few real-time days or weeks. I do like the hair color options though! That shade of orange, and the pale yellow options are nice lesser seen presets. Next is Eyes:

They have a TON f options for these, it looks like the options even span a few different art styles, as I recognize some from the Gamecube entry. Some can look a little odd, in the modern art style, But I feel they all fit well enough that you could get used to them with time, and it means you could probably care over your (basic) look from previous games. I could have gone for a few more eye colors, maybe a brighter blue, or something that offers a warmer brown color, but I think the selection sticks to the AC color pallet well enough Next up, nose & mouth in one combined screen:

And wow, that's... pretty sparse. I get that eyes are important, But it feels like there are more eye options than hair, skin, nose and mouth combined! I kinda wish the nose color adjusted with the skin tone, it looks a little 'clown like'. imo. Also, what's with the mouth choices, Smile, and slightly wider smile take up half the choices. oh well, I like 'option 3', it seems like a a happier version of the standard neutral face. Next is makeup options:

And I did not expect much from this, but I'm surprised they only offer two blush colors. Neither option or color really shows super up well on darker skin in my opinion, so I'll go without. So here's the final product:

Yeah, Animal Crossing does not really cater towards the 'Rock' look, But I think it's a decent enough reimagining. (Why do I always do these comparisons at the end, lol) They then ask more details about where you live, so seasons will work properly, (it's just for norther vs Southern Hemisphere)

Next You get to pick your starting island shape:

And you're asked a question to decide your starting items:

And now we've made it to the island!

My starting villagers were Muffy and Sampson:

If you're unhappy with your starting outfit, villagers, or your island's starting fruit, you can just close the game and try again. And I think the randomness for how your island starts is pretty cool, But I really think, the starting outfit could be something we choose, Even if they only give us a few randomly generated choices, or just let us pick a favorite color. But it's not a huge deal.

My starting island had apples, (same as my main island) so I restarted the game a few times, and eventually found a good mix. Peaches and the sailor style shirt. (and villagers 'Reneigh' and 'Rowan' --- ...And in retrospect... maybe I should have waited a while before making this post. This probably came off as fairy negative, as I was just picking on the lack of options this game starts with. That was not my intention, I've missed most the AC entries, but I know the character builder as still come a LONG way. (Especially from the 'quiz based' character creator on GameCube)

But regardless, I feel this serves as a decent "Part 1" coverage of this game. If I stick with the game I'll come back for a "Part 2" when I've unlocked more stuff. I've always though animal crossing was "neat", But the linear progression the “nook miles” system offers, may be enough to keep me interested for longer. I dropped the game previously because I found it a little confusing how to unlock stuff, but after watching a few youtube video to get me started, I'm ready to give the game a second chance! -----------------------------------------------------------------------------

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No secrets without lies.

Chapter four—An interesting turn.

Aaron Hotchner X GN!Reader. (AFAB)

Summary: You go out on a date with your ex but once things get awkward and aren’t what you thought, you leave him and you ring the person who always gives you the comfort and reassurance you need. MINOR DO NOT READ.

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Warnings: Drugs, Ex, alcohol, swearing. Smut, R18 minors do not read. Sir kink. Creamie pie. Unprotect sex. Hair pulling. Badly written smut warning for that. If I've missed anything let me know. 

A/N: So the first spicy part of this series. its not great so apologizes. if you would like to be tagged to this series let me know, taglist at the bottom.

Aaron had dropped you back at your apartment, giving you lots of time to get ready for the night. Currently you’re flicking through your wardrobe trying to find something nice and sensible, but also something that shows off all your curves. Hearing your phone buzz, picking it up to see Aaron had texted you. Having sent you a cute photo of Jack, playing with two of the dinosaur cookies. With a text saying, ‘He won’t just eat them’. Making you giggle, as you imagine Aaron trying to get him to stop playing, and just eat them. Texting him back, ‘Just like his dad he's not good at following directions huh?’ Flinging your phone onto your bed laughing, always finding pleasure in teasing that man. 

~~~

Posing in the mirror, you were trying to find the right angle to take a photo, wanting to show your outfit off for Garcia. Your black jeans hugging your body, showing off your ass. You're wearing your black fading into a red top that hangs off the shoulder with long sleeves, with a V neck that shows off your chest. Wearing little to no makeup, that consists of light pink lipstick and mascara, trying to stay low-key. Having short hair meant you didn't have to worry too much about it, letting the curls fall to the sides naturally, using some mouse to stop it from fizzing up too much. You're wearing your new pair of black boots that Garica had gifted you for your birthday. Smiling softly as you feel comfortable in your body, taking a few too many photos in silly poses, sending one to Pen, with the caption. ‘Out to get some hopefully, if not I’ll come over to your’s ;) .’ 

Putting your phone down as you walk around your apartment, making sure everything is closed, and locked up tight. Picking your phone back up hearing a text come through, smiling as you see Aarons name pop up, clicking into his message. Your heart drops, freezing up, as you see the text you meant to send to Garcia was accidently sent to Aaron. 

‘Well I hope tonight doesn’t work out for you then, my doors always open ;) ’

Reading his text, you can’t help when your cheeks start burning, your heart speeds up. You know he’s just teasing you, probably knowing you meant to send it to someone else. Yet his offer was too tempting, Aaron once again making you rethink about cancelling tonight.

Your thoughts are interrupted when your phone rings. 

“Hey, sorry I know I'm running late I'm just about to leave” Taking a deep breath trying to steady your breathing again.

“Oh that's alright (Y/n), I was just ringing to let you know I was on my way” His deep voice filled with joy, making you smile, having missed the way he sounds.

“Why am I not surprised we are both running later.” Laughing along with him.

“That's always been us babe, I'll see you” Rolling your eyes at the boring pet name, hanging up on him. 

~~~

Swinging your legs underneath your chair, as you sip on your cocktail, waiting for him to show up. He chose the bar to meet up at, the one you both used to come to weekly, you decided to wait for him in the same spot you met, up at the bar by the fire. 

“Sorry i'm late (Y/N)” He breathes heavily, having walked rapidly from his car park to get to you. Jumping up quickly, smiling excitedly.

“Sean it's been too long” Wrapping him up in a hug, hearing his low chuckles leaving his lips.

“I know, whenever I'm around you're stuck at work” He slowly pulls away, his cologne lingers in the air as he takes the chair beside you. “Ah you remembered my drink” Smirking as he picks his drink up.

“You being a basic beer drinker helps” Snickering as you tease him.

“There no problem with having basic taste, better than your fruity weak drink” 

“Hey my drink has three different spirits, making it stronger and also taste way better than yours” Rolling your eyes as you scoff at him.

“Still like rolling your eyes at me huh?” Smirking mischievously, winking smoothly at you, making you laugh. You had forgotten how relaxed and more yourself you always feel around him. 

~~~

The night goes by smoothly, you have a few drinks as you two eat. Filling each other in, on what's been happening in the last year or so.

“Yeah the restaurant in New York has been going great, I'm actually being trained up to be the head chef, as our one leaves next week.” He smiles proudly as he sips his beer, your heart warming up with pride.

“Wow, I'm going to have to come see you next time I'm in your city then” Picking your drink up, sipping it gradually. “I can’t believe how much you've changed Sean, getting your act together, no longer sitting around buying drugs with your family's money” Joking lightly, as you both used to do years ago.

His smile falters slightly, cleaning his throat. “Well I’m glad you think so, I saw my brother earlier today, and he kept focusing on the negative, he doesn’t think a restaurant job is going to take me far in life” He huffs out annoyed, his posture tensing up, taking a big swig of his beer. Your smile softens, you knew their relationship was tough. You knew a little of his childhood, the abuse and disappointment he faced as he grew up. His brother grew up and found himself a promising career working with the FBI, actually at Quantico where you work. He works with the government while Sean went in a different direction. 

“I know you two have your issues, but you know he means well, he just wants you to have a good future” 

“Maybe” He scoffs faintly, his smiles returns slowly, “I'm surprised you haven't ran across him at work yet”

“Yeah me too, I thought I would have by now, what does he do again?” Smiling lightly as you study him. He was still tense, his leg bouncing up and down, something he does when he's nervous, his hand rubbing up his neck through the back of his hair.

“I'm not entirely sure, but he does a lot of paperwork and travels around, helping arrest people” He shrugs, finishing off his drink.

“That describes half the people who work there Sean” Laughing shaking your head at him. 

“That's true, i'm going to head to the bathroom really quick” His smile sliding off his face easily as he walks away, observing him closely as he goes. There was something off about him, but you couldn’t figure it out.

~~~

Fresh drinks are placed in front of you, as you wait for Sean to return. He has been in the bathroom for close to five minutes now. Tapping your foot gently as you grow a little nervous, pulling your phone out for a distraction, clicking onto Aarons name. Staring at the last text he had sent you.

 ‘Well I hope tonight doesn’t work out for you then, my doors always open ;) .’

You couldn't stop wondering if he really meant what he said. Maybe he was just teasing you, you had found out, in the last few weeks, he does enjoy making the odd dirty jokes. Biting your lip gently, as the image of Aaron kissing you, his hands running down your body, enters your mind. Those thoughts are quickly being forced away as Sean sits back down. 

“Sorry for the hold up” Smiling forcefully as he picks up his drink.

“Oh it's no problem” Your eyes scan his face automatically, trying to read his emotions. Stopping as you notice a tiny white smear under his nostril, which is slightly red. Your face dropping, your blood running cold, your anger rising rapidly. 

“Did you just do drugs Sean?” The accusation dripping from your voice. The anger takes over, your eyebrows narrow as your lips form into a tight line. Your hands clutching the table as Sean's face drops quickly, automatically wiping his face. 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about (Y/N)” His voice hardening, becoming defensive. Straightening up his body tensing up crossing his arms. 

“Don’t you dare try to lie to me, You know I don’t deal with you when you're on drugs” Scoffing loudly standing up. 

“Oh come on (Y/n) You never used to care when we dated” He snaps at you, glaring daggers.

“That was before the last time I saw you drugged up” Snapping back at him, pulling out cash, leaving it on the table, as he stares at you.

“Text me, when you get your shit together Sean” Huffing as you turn away from him, hearing his call out your name as you walk out.

~~~

Sighing as you pull out your packet of cigarettes, thinking of having one as you calm down. You were tipsy and angry, these two combined can only lead to a disaster. Your phone buzzes, as you place a cigarette in your mouth. Opening up the text seeing its from Aaron.

‘How's the date going?, my offer still stands if you need ;) ’ 

His text makes you smirk, deciding to ring him instead of replying.

“Well this is a surprise” You can hear his smirk leaking through his words.

“Tonight sucks so badly Aaron, should have just stayed with you” Giggling softly, using the confidence the alcohol has given you.

“I'm sorry (Y/n/n), well Jack in bed you can come over, if you need to talk” His concern for you over taking the teasing he had planned for you.

“Maybe I should come over, but I don’t want to talk, Aaron, I just need a distaction” Biting your lip, gulping softly, hoping you don’t come off desperate.

“Well I can differently distracted you darling, I did like what your text implied early” His voice deepens, making you blush.

“Oh yeah, and what did I imply huh?” Giggling as you run your hand through your hair, trying to calm your nerves.

“Oh Doll, you know what the first text implied, don't try and act like you're so innocent all of sudden” The way he confidently taunts you, making you blush deeply, gulping for air as your heart races.

“You sound so confident Aaron, I would come over, If I didn’t think you were all talk” Smiling wide as you tease him, the alcohol running through your veins giving you confidence. You can’t help the light gasp that slips out, when you hear him growl quietly.

“Are you really trying to tease me right now, come on sweetheart, you know I always follow my words up, If you come over, I won’t let you leave disappointed” Lust dripping throughout his words. Making your breath hitch, your brain is unable to think properly.

“Aaron, I can be there in ten If you really do want me there” BIting your lip, hoping he wasn't just joking. Anxiety building, what if he doesn’t mean it. The doubtful thoughts trying to ruin this moment.

“My door will be unlocked” Are the last words you hear as the line goes dead.

~~~

Climbing out of the taxi, as you stare up at his building, heart thumping in your chest. Your mind is running with ideas of what will happen when you walk through his door. Taking a deep calming breath, walking inside the door and climb the stairs up to his level. You're getting excited at the idea of being distracted by Aaron. Reaching his door you knock gently, trying to keep the negative thoughts at bay. The door is open hastily, Aaron standing there a smug smirk on his face, pulling you inside quickly, making you giggle. 

“Well hey there” Biting your lip softly, your arm burning under his touch, he slides his arm around your waist pulling you close.

“You came” He smirks at you, his eyes full of lust.

“Not yet I haven't” Winking up at him, as his lips curl upwards into a mischievous smile.

“Oh that will change” Closing the gap inbetween you, capturing your lips in his. His lips feel soft against yours ,the kiss being full of rough passion. One of his arms stays wrapped around your waist. The other hand, travelling up to rest on the back of your neck, playing with the bottom of your hair. Your arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer while you melt into his touch. You lean into him, deepening the kiss, as his tongue slides in. His hand slides down your waist, grabbing your ass, making your groan softly. He pulls away from the kiss, attaching his lips to your neck, sucking at the skin. Your heart beating fast, breathing hitches as he finds the spot on your neck, that makes your legs feel like jelly. Tilting your neck to the side to give him more access, one of your hands running up through his hair.

“Fuck, Aaron” Panting lightly, cleanching your legs together as you feeling one of his hand sliding down your chest.

~~~

He pulls away from your neck, breathing deep.

“Wait (Y/n), we should talk about this” Taking deep breaths, trying to calm himself, while all he wants to do is touch you.

“Can we just talk tomorrow?” Leaning into his touch again, trying to take deep breaths, slowing down your racing heart. 

“I need to make sure, you want this, I am your boss after all” His smirking enlarging, licking his lips as he looks down at you in his arms. Taking in how darken your eyes are with lust, the way you bite your bottom lip as you stare up at him. Making his pants feel even tighter.

“Aaron I swear if you don’t take me into your bedroom right now” Shaking your head grinning mischievously at him, relaxing as you notice his eyes light up. He spins you around, so your back is resting into his chest, his arms wrapping around your body. Kissing your neck as you both walk, stumbling slightly towards his bedroom. The door slamming closed behind. 

~~~

Quickly turning around to face him, pulling him in for another kiss. His hands slide down your  front, playing with the hems of your shirt. You deepen the kiss, your hands slide down unsure of where to place them. You can just feel the wetness pooling between your legs. Hotch breaks the kiss making you whimper softly, as he pulls your top off. Revealing your lacy blue bra, and the upside down larged winged bat tattoo that you have just underneath your left boob. Aaron growls deeply, his hands sliding up your stomach, slowly up to your breast.  His thumb sliding across the tattoo, as his other hand unclips your bra tossing it away. Your legs hitting the end of bed, as he gently presses you down, getting on top of you. His eyes black with lust, stay fixate on your tattoo. Clenching your thighs together, trying to get any friction.

“Do you like it?” Your voice is light as air, feeling at ease under his touch.

“God, your fucking gorgeous” Licking his lips, one of his hands toying with your nipple, earning a faint groan in response. He places a tender kiss on your chest, before he takes the other nipple in his mouth. Closing your eyes as your hand, runs through his hair, focusing on the way his mouth feels. The room soon fills up with your light pants and soft groans as you tug on his hair. 

~~~

Opening your eyes, as you feel Aaron pull away, straightening up as he pulls his shirt off. Your eyes scan over his chest, checking on all of those muscles. Landing on his shoulder, seeing them flex as he throws his shirt away.

“Holy shit, you're hot” Swallowing thickly, licking your lips. Hearing a small low chuckle in response.

“Thanks doll” The pet name making your breath skip, which doesn’t go unnoticed by him.

His hands are at your jeans unbuttoning them, lifting your hips as he pulls them off swiftly.

Aaron gulps, licking his lips hungrily as he notices that the blue lacy panties you're wearing are soaked. His hands sliding up your thigh, making you shiver under his touch. Smirking as you see him stop, as he finds another one of your tattoos. A dragon twirled around two large red roses and beautiful green leaves surrounding them.

“You are full of mystery, aren’t you darling” His breathing became more uneven, his pants feeling tighter. He traces your tattoo with his finger lightly, almost teasingly. 

~~~

“Aaron I need you please” Whimpering, shiving under his touch.

“You need to learn to be patient” His voice comes out low, as he moves closer to the throbbing mess between your legs. Pulling your panties off slowly, kissing up your thigh as he does. Finally pulling them off completely and tossing them away. His finger brushing lightly between you slit, earning a quiet whimper as you lift your hips, looking for more. His hands are pushing you back down harshly, smirking at you.

“I thought I told you to be patient, doll” Sighing with playful disappointment, making you whimper even more. 

“Please I need more”  

“If you want me to continue then you need to be patient, understand?” The sternness comes through stronger, making you hold back a groan as you nod. “Words, sweetheart”

“Yes sir” You smirk up at him which soon fades, as you see his lip curling up. Gulping, taking a deep breath as you realise teasing him might not be working well in your favour.

“What a good doll” His finger slides through your slit, collecting some of the wetness. Closing your eyes, focusing on the pleasure, groaning as you let yourself enjoy it. His finger rubs circles around your clit, pinching the bundle of nerves between two fingers. Earning a soft whimper, gripping the blankets underneath you. He pulls his fingers away earning a whine from you but before you can complain he quickly replaces it with his tongue. Licking a strip up, making you shiver, trying to stop yourself from clenching your thighs close.

~~~

“Your pussy tastes so sweet darling” He grows darkly, as his lips curl around your clit, sucking and pulling at it. The sound leaving your mouth goes straight to Aarons cock, he slides his finger in you. Feeling how tight and wet you are, enjoying the way you are clenching around him. He pulls off your clit, taking a deep breath as he enjoys the taste of you on his lips. Sliding a second finger in, hearing you groan softly. 

“Damn darling those sounds you make, have got me feeling so hard” 

Hearing those words coming from him pushing you so close to the edge.

“Aaron I need to cum” Whimpering as your body shakes, arching your back, your hips lifting as you clench around his fingers. He pushes you back down on the bed, before he places mouth back on your clit. His tongue draws patterns around it, pushing you over the edge, letting out a long line of moans. His name falling from your lips so easily, as if it's the only thing you're able to think. 

~~~

Your heart is racing, trying to take deep breaths as you calm down from the amazing high Aaron had just brought to you. His fingers slide out of you, letting you have a small break, bringing his fingers up to your mouth.

“Open” The simple command making your cheeks burn, as you respond immediately. Your tongue twirling around his fingers, sucking everything you could off them.

“You're so obedient for me, aren’t you? tasting how sweet your pussy is off of my fingers” His voice is dripping with lust, making you groan softly around his fingers.

“I need you so badly, Aaron” Your whimpers making him chuckle slightly.

“You are so needy, aren’t you?” He stands up pulling his pants off, his underwear barely able to contain the tent in it.

~~~

Your eyes almost drop out of your socket as he pulls them off. His cock flicks upwards, and fuck is he big, and thick. You haven’t seen anything as glorious as him before.

“Fuck your huge” You gulp, breathing heavily as you see his hand wraps around it, smirking down at you.

“Mm I thought you would like it” His cocky tone, making you roll your eyes, pulling yourself onto your knees in front of him. 

“I want to touch it” Your words coming out sounding shy and desperate, as you wrap your hand around his cock. Your hand is barely able to wrap around it completely, biting your lip softly. Feeling how hard it is, as it throbs in your hands, making you squeeze your thighs together. His hand is quick to tangle in your hair, making you look up at him. Gulping thickly at the harsh tugs, which makes your heart beat fasten. 

“You do not get to roll your eyes at me like that, unless it's from pleasure understood?” The stern look he gives you makes everything melt from your mind. Unable to form words, you give a simple nod, which apparently wasn’t the right thing. His grip tightens in your hair, making you groan softly. An amused look on his face as he stares down at you, his chest pounding. The sight of you down on your knees, with his cock in your hand, as you struggle to think straight. Is enough to push him over the edge, and want to flip you over and slide himself straight into you.

“I want words doll, tell me what you want” He takes a deep breathing calming himself, as he

stares straight into your eyes, that are filled with want and lust. 

“I want to suck your cock, please Sir” Pleading up at him, a small pout on your lips.

“Oh so polite doll, go ahead, taste it” The smirk on his face making your face heat up before wrapping your lips around his throbbing cock. You bob your head up and down slowly, your hand stroking the parts you can’t reach. Feeling nervous that you weren’t doing a good job, trying to take more of it in. Your nervousness melts away as you hear a low groan escaping his lips. That was the reassurance you need as confidence fills you up, your hand sliding down to play with his balls. Managing to take more of him down your throat, his groans getting louder, his hand playing with your hair. Glancing at him slowly, and god are you glad you did. His head is tilted backwards, his eyes closed, his mouth agape. The pleasure he was feeling evident on his face, the way he groans out your name. Soon becoming one of the most precious things you have ever heard. The way you swallow around his cock, making him grip your hair tighter. Thrusting a few times hitting the back of your throat, feeling you gag around his cock, the vibrations making him groan louder. He knows your mouth can say snarky things, but never could he imagine how good it could feel around his cock. The way your tongue slides under it, pushing him close to the edge. Pulling you off his cock, breathing heavily as he looks down at you. Tears sliding down your face, as you breath hard trying to catch your breath, smiling proudly up at him. 

~~~

“Your mouth feels amazing, but I wanna cum fucking you” Holy fuck, his voice does so many things to you. You never thought he would be into talking to you like this, ever. Swallowing thickly as you nod before remembering the rule.

“Please, fuck me sir” He pushes you down, landing softly on your back, head hitting his pillows. 

“Good manners” He chuckles as he moves to his bedside draws, looking for a condom. “Shit” Huffing as he slams the draw closed. Turning to face you, slowly. “I don’t have a condom”

“Im on birth control” Biting your lips as you gaze up at him, the stress fading from his face. He leans down, kissing you softly as he gets on top of you. Trailing kisses down your neck, kissing just under your ear, his voice coming out low but sweetly. 

“Want me to fuck you raw doll?” Teasing you lightly with his cock.

Swallowing down a whine, bobbing your head yes. “Please Aaron, I need you” Whimpers slightly as he growls deeply, pushing in slowly.

“God you're so tight” Groaning softly, holding back from pounding straight into you. Not wanting to hurt you, as he pushes all the way in. 

Moaning softly as he starts moving, at a slow pace at first. 

“Damn those sounds you make, are so pretty darling” Groaning softly, his hand slides up your chest, playing with your nipple. 

“Sir, faster please” Whimpering softly, your eyes closing, as he picks up the pace. 

“You don't get to order me around” Pinching your nipple, making you whimper, clenching around him. “You like that huh?” Chuckling, groaning as he goes harder. 

He falls into a fast but gentle pace, making you moan louder, your hands flying up to grip his shoulders. Opening your eyes, and fuck, the pleasure on his face. The way his eyes are half closing, the sweat on his face, as he pants deeply. The sweet sound falling from his lips making you shiver. Never have you ever heard someone groan as pretty as him. He moves leaning in closer to you, leaving a travel of kisses across your shoulders. His position changing, his cock hitting deeper, finding your G spot. Your eyes roll back, pleasure filling you up quickly, pushing you close to the edge. Trying to let him know you were close, but all you could get out was an incoherent line of moans. Clenching hard around him as your orgasm hits hard. Shivering uncontrollably as you're gripping onto his shoulders hard, nails pinching into his skin. 

“Holy fuck, doll squeezing me so hard” He groans loudly, thrusting a couple more times. Pushing himself over the edge, his cum filling you up. 

~~~

The room is filled with heavy deep breathing, both of you struggling to catch your breath. Smiling up at him, as he pulls out of you gently. A groan escaping his lips as he sees his cum dripping out of you. Resting your head on the pillows, managing to catch your breath. You couldn’t believe you have just had sex with your closest friend, with your boss. Aaron lays down beside you, glancing at you. You're staring up at the ceiling, feeling awkward. What do you do now, should you leave? You both finished so there is probably no reason why he want to keep you around. Negative thoughts once again trying to ruin the moment. 

“(Y/n) are you alright?” The concern, softness of his tone, sounding completely different to what you were hearing only minutes ago. You turn to look at him nodding gently, your eyes gone soft, starting to feel self conscious. Aaron sighs gently, wrapping his arms around you pulling you into him. Relaxing slowly at his touch, moving onto your side, resting your head on his chest. Closing your eyes as you listen to his heart beat, feeling safe in his arms. His hand softly stroking your hair, kissing your forehead gently. 

“I’ve got you (Y/n), you're safe with me” The gentle caring tone, pushing the negative thoughts out of your brain.

“Thank you” Smiling lightly, keeping your eyes closed.

“You don’t need to thank me darling” His hand is playing in your hair, as you both calm down from the highs. 

~~~

Opening your eyes slowly, seeing Aaron smiling down at you softly.

“That was amazing” Smirking up at him, feeling relaxed and calm once more.

“Oh that was better than amazing” He chuckles faintly, as he watches you looking peaceful in his arms. He never thought that tonight would end like this.

“Stay here okay” His voice is calming, nodding as he pulls away, walking out. He returns quickly, holding a washcloth, and a bottle of water. 

“Drink you need to hydrate” Smiling gently up at him, taking it from him.

“You don’t need to look after me Aaron” 

“Oh I know, but I will anyway” He smirks at you smoothly. Moving between your legs, using the cloth to clean you up gently. You can’t help but wince slightly as he brushes past your clit.

“Are you hurt?” The concern and worry quickly fills him, as he stares at you, worried he was too rough with you. Giggling softly at him, shaking your head.

“No, I'm just sensitive” Blushing lightly, liking the way he wants to look after you.

“I'm sorry doll” The pet name makes you giggle again as he pulls away.

“I like that name”

“Oh I noticed that sweetheart” He winks at you as he straightens up, making your stomach fill with butterflies. “Finish your drink, then have a shower while I clean up okay?” 

“Oh let me help clean up” Standing up, your legs wobble, making you grip the drawer beside you to stop yourself from falling over. Laughter fills the room, turning around to glare at Aaron, who has a big proud grin on his face. 

“Ass” Shaking your head as he walks over.

“What was the darling?” Grinning at you as he wraps his arms around you. Rolling your eyes leaning into him. “I prefer it when you roll your eyes under me next time” Teasing you lightly as he kisses you gently.

~~~

You're having a hot shower, relaxing under the water as he cleans up the bed. Allowing the hot water run over your tensed muscles. Taking your time in the shower, when you finally get out, the bed is remade all nicely and cleaned. The bedroom is empty, looking at your clothes on the floor, not wanting to sleep in them. You move over to Aaron's wardrobe flicking through it. Trying to find something that will be more comfortable and will fit you to sleep in. Finding one of his larger hoodies, sliding it on. You're finishing pulling it on as he walks in, his eyes sliding down your body, enjoying the way you look in his clothes. 

“Really?, that's my favourite hoodie” Laughter rolling off his lips, the sound makes joy fill you up. Turning around to face him. 

“It is extremely comfy” Giggling faintly as he wraps his arms around you kissing your forehead. 

“I like this” He mumbles quietly, liking the way you fit in his arms.

“So do I, I know we need to talk, but I'm really tired” Leaning your head into his chest.

“We can talk tomorrow” He smiles softly as he leads you back to his bed. You both lay down getting comfy, his arms wrapping around you pulling you close. Resting your head on his chest, feeling at home in his arms. Closing your eyes as he kisses your forehead lovingly.

“Goodnight (Y/N)” He mumbles his lips resting against your head.

“Goodnight Aaron” Yawning softly as you let sleep take you.

~~~

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[sebastiansluts]

Anon Ask

First time requester, I love your works, even with the kinks I'm not super into! But older dom!stepbrother!Bucky with his younger (but not underage, obvi) stepsister, she's not a virgin but not super experienced either cause most guys suck. She comes to his place after a shitty date to vent & decompress, looking like a 5star meal, & it turns into Bucky eating her out, sex (reader is reluctant at first but omg Bucky's charm & sweetness would quickly win me over regardless lmao.), first time squirting, you can decide where it goes from there or how it ends, but hopefully a lil fluffy at least ? If you don't wanna do this request though, I hope you find something that inspires you. Wish ya well! ��

Thank you so much, I really appreciate that!! And this was wonderful!! ❤️

Bucky Barnes x Reader; dub!con, stepcest, oral sex f receiving, vaginal sex, squirting- first time, aftercare

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

You heaved a sigh as stood in front of your step brother's apartment door. You raised your fist, knocking quietly, half hoping he wouldn't hear you. The door opened a few moments later, Bucky standing in front of you, long and lean, in black skinny jeans and a gray henley, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His forearms were muscular, as he held the door open, your eyes trailing over him before landing on his smirking mouth.

You flushed and looked away, up into his eyes, icy blue and looking at you with humor. And that just broke you. Your eyes filled with tears and Bucky's shifted to concern, his arms reaching out and grabbing you, pulling you into the apartment. He guided you over to the couch in the main room, sitting down close to you, your thighs touching.

"Hey, baby sis, what's with the waterworks? You're gonna ruin that pretty makeup you got on," Bucky murmured, cupping your face and thumbing away your tears, tilting your head until you were looking into his eyes. "Did somethin' happen? Did some'ne hurt ya?" he asked quickly, and you shook your head, the little bit you could, sniffling.

"Bad date," you whispered, new tears welling up in your eyes. Bucky shushed you, brushing them away as soon as they fell, pulling you into his wiry chest.

You wrapped your arms around his waist, burying your face in his neck, breathing in, finding comfort in his sharp, fresh scent. You sighed, finally relaxing as Bucky rubbed your back slowly.

"Doll? You gonna tell me what happened?" he asked quietly, and though you shook your head you found yourself talking anyways.

"He said girls that don't squirt aren't worth his time," you scoffed, throat catching as the hurt washed over you again. Bucky's hand stopped against your back, and he leaned back, trying to meet your eye.

"Fucker said what?" he asked angrily, sitting you up so that you were face to face with him on the couch. Bucky's face was set in angry lines, and you shrugged, looking down, feeling awkward.

"Yeah, it's just- it's not something that I really wanna talk about, but- I can't squirt, and apparently it's the new fad that everyone's supposed to do, only I can't!" you huffed angrily.

Realizing what you had said, you glanced up at Bucky to see him studying you, eyes dark. "What? Why are you looking at me like that Bucky?"

"You wanna squirt, little sis? Hell I can getcha to do that, no sweat!" Bucky boasted and you frowned.

"You don't have to mock me," you said, trying to shove away from him, but he grabbed your hands, trapping you against him.

"Babydoll, I wouldn't tease about this. I really can get you to squirt, scout's honor," he grinned, saluting quickly. You fought back a grin, rolling your eyes as you yanked your hands away from him.

"Buck...we're, you know-" you started but he stopped you.

"We're really not and you know it," he said seriously, leaning in close for a kiss, moving at the last moment to nose at your neck. Your eyes fluttered shut, a moan escaping your lips and you swayed forwards, hands going to Bucky's shoulders.

"Thatta girl," he whispered in your ear, and you shuddered, tilting your head to the side to give him more room, his hand trailing up to your shoulder, pulling the tie of your halter dress, fabric falling and pooling at your hips, your breasts bared to him.

Bucky stayed buried in your neck, pressing wet, open mouthed kisses to your skin as his hands slid up your thighs, bunching the dress material until it was all around your hips. His hands kept going, up to your breasts, gently massaging before lightly pinching your nipples as he bit down on your neck.

You gasped, arms pulling him towards you, body rolling up in a wave, holding Bucky against you. You turned your face desperately searching out his mouth, finding it and letting your tongues meet before retreating to your mouth.

"Fuck baby, been dreamin' 'bout this, you ready? Gonna make you feel so good sweetheart," Bucky groaned into your lips, his hands squeezing your tits before gliding down your stomach to slip into your panties, stroking over your folds as he guided you back against the couch.

He slid them free, pulling your dress and panties off your legs, tossing them across the room, ignoring your protest as he stared down between your legs.

"Fuckin' gorgeous babydoll, a meal for me before, a fuckin' feast now," Bucky groaned as he got to his stomach, burying his face in your thighs, pressing kisses up and down them until you were nearly crying.

"Oh my god, Bucky, please! Eat me!" you cried, grabbing his hair, long on top, short on the sides, fingers slipping for a moment before finding purchase. You dragged him where you wanted him, right to your dripping cunt, and he moaned into it, licking a long stripe up your pussy.

"Fuck!" You shouted, thighs already clenching around Bucky's head, his tongue plunging into you, nose rubbing circles around your clit. "Bucky, fuck!" you cried as he slid two fingers inside you. You rolled your hips, riding his fingers and face for a few moments until Bucky pulled back, desperately pulling at his jeans, trying to get them undone. He got them halfway down his thick thighs before giving up, pressing down on top of you, dick feeling huge in between your legs.

"It'll fit, don't worry," Bucky reassured you, seeing the wide eyed look you had, as he coated his dick in your slick, pressing the head against your hole. "Ready?"

You nodded, and he pushed forwards, tip getting sucked in, shaft following after a moment, thick and long inside you, filling you like no other guy had done before.

You could barely breathe, overwhelmed, and you giggled, a ragged moan ripping out after, as your body adjusted. "S'so good," you slurred and Bucky chuckled tightly, rolling his hips slowly, working you up before you even knew it.

"Oh, oh fuck. Bucky wait, I feel- what the fuck is this, I can't feel this much, I'm gonna explode," you panted, heart racing, eyes flitting about.

"Yeah you can, come on baby, you are- you're gonna explode, gonna soak my cock when you do. Come on little one, soak my cock, do it," Bucky encouraged, fucking you harder, deep, long strokes that hit a spot inside you every time that made your fingers tingle.

"Bucky I-" you started but cut off as he rocked forwards hard, striking that spot again and you shattered for the second time that night. Your body practically convulsed as you came, every muscle tightening before releasing, a wave of wetness leaving you, making you think for one heart stopping moment that you'd pissed yourself, until Bucky groaned, his hips stuttering.

"Fuck yesss, so good babydoll, just right baby," he muttered against your ear as he collapsed down partially on you, pushing you deeper into the couch.

After a beat, he hauled himself up, sitting back against the arm of the couch, pulling his pants back up before reaching for you, gathering you into his arms, heedless of the wet and mess. He settled you on his lap, cuddling you into his chest, head under his chin.

"Told ya I'd get ya to squirt," he said quietly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, trying to hide a grin, but you could feel it. You rolled your eyes but settled more heavily into his body.

"Thanks Bucky," you murmured and he squeezed his arms tight around you.

"Anytime doll, I mean that," he whispered in your ear, and you shivered, then grinned.

"How about right now, in your bed?"

[voidlingduck]

Redesigning Jester

I've been working on trying to pull my story about Kings Court into something coherent and presentable, and as I've been going through that process I've been realising that I need to redesign some of the characters!

The first character I've been reworking is my beloved Jester! Here is their original design:

I did really enjoy this design! But as time has gone on there have become certain pain points, and as the story has developed there are things I want to incorporate more strongly into the design. You can see a detailed breakdown of the re-design goals and process below the cut!

The mask - it needs to be a feature, not an afterthought.

As much skin as possible should be hidden, I want to play into the Jester as an anonymous and mysterious entity.

Simplify - the four tail coats are far too unweildy, and the pants proved annoyingly intricate with repeated drawing.

Ensure that the design is fun and exciting to draw in motion! Jester flops around a lot.

Incorporate an additional motif to reflect role in the court.

I began the process by looking for inspiration and reference material, particularly for the mask. I collected a variety of reference images onto a pinterest board to use for inspiration and then got to sketching! Here are some of the initial exploratory sketches.

After the sketching process, I started working on some more finalised concepts taking what I had explored in the sketches, exploring the ways to combine shape and colour, and also getting feedback from friends.

I then did a set of concepts all next to each other taking some of the ideas I had liked from these concepts as well as trying to add in some new things.

Silhouette was a major consideration throughout these concepts - as well as experimenting with the mask design. The first and second designs proved the most popular, and also worked as my favourites. And so moving forward I decided to combine elements from them both. Namely:

Collar shape from design 1 - it's dynamic, fun, and interesting!

Hood based design from 2 - I like the framing of the hood.

Two pronged vs Three Pronged design from 1 - Easier to draw repeatedly and manipulate in dynamic ways, I think it gives a more dynamic flow to the design as opposed to the triple prong potentially being a bit more static.

Thigh high boots from 2 - my friends like them and I like the way they make the legs look long.

I also knew that I wanted to make sure that the design I came up with fit with the design of another character - Jack, and also play with poses to see it in motion, so for the next tests, I decided to work on them both simultaneously and have some fun drawing them interacting!

As you can see, I had settles fairly well on the overall shape of the design, but still made some minor tweaks between images - mostly to do with the placement of the colour blocking. I also changed the mask design here from the previous iterations as they felt too cluttered and overpowered, and I also really enjoyed the design from the makeup Jester had in his original design, and realised it could transfer effectively to the mask design! Another thing that changed is I removed the crown motif I had started to develop, and tried to focus more strongly on incorporating an eye motif. This was a change made as I sat and considered the lore and symbolic implications, and I ultimately decided it worked best if Jester had the eyes and Jack had the crowns. King and Queen will likely have both when I get around to redesigning them! I still have some more playing around to do to settle into the final design before I make a proper reference sheet, as I'm definitley finding drawing the design in context helpful to get a sense of how it operates in practice and streamlining. I'm currently working on a mini PMV project featuring Jester which will hopefully help me solidify the design! But I'm feeling pretty happy with it so far.

I want to do more discussions of my design/redesign process in future as I find it really helpful and interesting to organise my thoughts like this. It's also exciting to see the progression all laid out, I'll probably do a similar thing for Jack soon!

[fl3shm4id3n]

Hello! Hopefully I'm not bothering you or anything! So I've seen a tiktok about someone doing their makeup to look like hybrid (navi & human) so can I request a gn teen hybrid reader where scientists were trying to make humans be able to live on Pandora instead of avatars and the reader is the first one to be experienced on and the scientists think it's a fail so they abandon reader at Pandora and reader finds a family to live with? You can decide if reader is metkayena or omatikaya hybrid. And I hope you have a great day and remember to stay hydrated! :D

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐚'𝐯𝐢, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠

ɴɪɴᴀᴛ x ᴍᴇᴛᴀ-ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ! ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ), ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʟʟʏꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴍᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)

Tw: Abandonment, experimenting on a child, child abandonment, adoption, mentions of egg donating, I'm so scientists so I searched things up. Ninat is a single mother since she has no mate or at least I haven't heard that she has a mate.

A/N: You're not bothering me at all, thank you for submitting your request, I hope you enjoy this fic ^^ I'm not sure which vid you watched, but I looked up something and I came across this one, I loved it and used it for the reader's appearance. (I might even try it myself)

P.s. I know I said I was going to start tomorrow, but I needed to start somewhere, sorry that it's short, I have a feeling not many like to read long fics. I hope you have a great day/night and stay safe &lt;3

Masterlist

The scientists wanted to make things easier, since creating an avatar was expensive, they decided to try something out. Creating meta human with na'vi DNA. They had to equipment, they just needed an egg donor. One of the scientists donated her eggs then the project began.

They worked day and night, they had placed the egg in an artificial womb and mentioned it. Slowly a baby began to grow in the small womb like tank. This baby was a girl, but this baby girl had big ears, a feline like nose, stripes on her skin that were a darker shade of her skin, a queue and a tail that was the same color as her skin and markings. At night the little freckles on her body would glow. She was going to be a new species for sure.

But things got complicated, when you were officially 'born' you began to get sick, very sick. You had to be watched day and night to make sure you don't die to your illnesses. You'd spend most of your time in an incubator and left their ignored. You lacked human contact and warmth, the only time you were held by someone was to be fed or given medicine. You spend most of your time crying wanting attention from someone but nothing. You'd just be in the incubator, alone and cold.

When the war happened and the humans were sent back, you were left in the lab. You along with another infant were to young to leave the planet so you stayed. Luckily for you, both Norm and Max had found you, alone and nearly dying. The good thing was that the information were still here, so they decided to heal you back. The different between them and the scientists that had created you, they actually cared about you.

They made sure you were well fed and getting the attention you needed. You were no longer alone, you had both Max and Norm taking care of you, you had also stopped getting severely sick thanks to them. When Jake and Neytiri were informed about your existed, they were shocked to see a meta human like you, a cross over between a na'vi and a human was unusual, but when it came to the RDA they took drastic measures.

One thing that was unexpected was to be adopted by no other but Ninat, she heard about you from Neytiri and she grew interested on seen you. When she got a look at you and she had you in her arms, she felt a maternal instinct kick in and had decided to adopt you on the spot. She didn't care that you were half na'vi and half human, you were now her daughter.

Since you were half a human, you were much smaller then the average na'vi baby, so Ninat had to be extra careful with you since she didn't want to hurt you in any way. She'd always have you strapped to her chest to have a better eye on you, she also noticed how you were very touched starved. She assumed it was because when you much younger, you didn't get to have that skin to skin contact that every infant has with their mother.

When you heard her heart beat and feel her skin, you'd be calm, you just knew that Ninat was your mother. You were very attached to your mother. You'd also recognize her singing, she'd sing to you every night and morning for you to wake up. Since you're her daughter, she had a songcord for you and began to sing your song. She sang how you were born from demons but you were the most purest creature alive.

Due to your condition, you had to get checked up by both Max and Norm, they weren't fully sure about your whole progress. Since they had never dealt with anything like this, they had to be cautious about you. Who knows if you'd be able to live as long as the na'vi, but they did everything so that you can live out your life.

Ninat is very attached to you, she had loved you the moment you were in her arms. She was extra protective with you since you were half human and she knew how humans were much fragile then na'vi. She didn't mind you running around in the forest with the other children, but she feared that something could happen to you and she's not their to help you.

As you grew older, you'd get along with all the na'vi kids around your age. They'd often ask why you looked the way you did and why you were smaller than most na'vi kids, they didn't care they really liked you a lot. The kids you'd get along with the most was the Sully kids and Spider, they were like the siblings you never had. Spider was a month younger then you, he'd often question on why he wasn't born like you. Both Kiri and Lo'ak thought it was amazing how you had four fingers like them.

Just like every na'vi, you learned how to hunt, wild a bow, and bond with a direhorse and ikra. Everyone almost doubted you since you were half human, but you showed them that you were one of the people. Your ikra was both a pale pink and lavender purple, even though she tried to eat you alive while completing your rite to passage, you loved her. You weren't very creative with names, you had named her Pinky.

You had grown up to 7'7 feet tall, but you will no longer grow bigger, that was your official height. Spider believed that he would be taller then you, but he was proven wrong. When Tuk got older, she saw you as another sister, she was always curious on why you looked the way that you looked, but all that aside, she really liked you. Even though you were older than Neteyam, he treated you like one of his little sisters.

The older you got, the more you had been thinking on why you were different from the rest of the people. Yeah you had a tail and a queue, but you were also human, the demons who had brought harm to the Omaticaya. Sometimes you felt if the people even liked you, your mother had told you that even though you were born from demons, you were still pure and not responsible for their sins.

As children you and Kiri would be inseparable, you both felt like outcasts when it came to the Omaticaya, you being an abandoned experiment and her being a girl from nowhere. It may not be the same thing, but you both understood one another.

When Kiri would go visit her real mother, you'd also go with her. Seen her happy also made you happy. You also wondered who your mother was, but it wouldn't be possible due to what Norm and Max had told you about your creation, even though you may not know your biological mother, Ninat is and will forever be your mother.

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[twopoppies]

Thank you Gina, here are my prompts. Just a quick disclaimer, I've never written prompts before so I have no idea if they are too detailed or not detailed enough...

Historical (victorian) AU prompts:

Harry (his father isn't in the picture, his mother is very sick (maybe dementia), his older sister, Gemma doesn't want to marry -she's quite progressive. They are very private people) is new in town and attends a ball (he keeps to himself and stays in the shadows, so noone pays him any mind) where he first lays eyes on louis (who is an eldest son, his father passed away so he's the head of the house. Has an array of younger sisters and brothers) and falls for him. The next time he meets louis (at a ball again) he pretends to be a girl (he and Gemma are very close so he confides in her, she helps her get a dress and do his makeup and hair), and gets louis' attention. They dance, talk, and get to know each other. Louis starts courting him and then inevitably falls for him (thinking he's a girl). Since the Styles are new in town and Harry only had one public appearance when he wasn't dressed as a woman, no-one suspects anything. If his mum has dementia, she might even believe that Harry (aka Harriet) was always a girl.

Louis eventually asks for harry's hand, and he only then realised what he has done. He tries to break off the engagement but can't come up with a good enough reason, and louis doesn't let him go. Harry can't make himself leave him because a small part of him wants to believe that Louis will love him as a man as well. So they get married, only for louis to realise after the ceremony that harry is actually a man (maybe harry tells him, maybe he only learns the truth when he takes harry to bed and is surprised by what he finds under the wedding dress).

They have to work things out, but that part I leave to the imagination of the dear author, but I'd be happy to help come up with the rest too! Obviously if someone wants to use this prompt they are free to make it their own and change it however they like, but I imagine it to be angsty, moody, and a bit dark. With eventual smut, but I'm fine without it as well :)

And then I have some similar but less thought through ideas as well (also set in the victorian era):

1. harry and louis fall in love and want to get married, but obviously they aren't allowed to so they decide to make harry disappear. Harry reappears as a woman a couple months later, they pretend to court, and then get married. They still have to keep harry's identity a secret, so everyone thinks he's a woman. They navigate life to the best of their abilities, but the steward at their estate suspects something. They have to convince him of harry's womanhood, so they decide to announce that harry is pregnant (fake belly and everything). They maybe adopt in secret, or one of their family members who knows their secret agrees to be their surrogate etc. Obviously happy ending.

2. louis' best friend (I'd imagine the best friend to be niall) wants to play a prank on him, so he asks his cousin (harry) who is visiting town to dress up as a woman and try to seduce him. Harry ends up falling for him and asks niall to keep his identity a secret so he can woo louis. Louis reciprocates his feelings but harry is scared that if he found out that he's actually a man he would be disgusted. Louis actually knew he wasn't a real woman from the beginning (maybe when they were dancing harry got a bit too excited and louis felt it...), but is scared that harry is just pretending to like him and would be appalled by him if he confessed he knows, so doesn't say anything.

None of these are meant to be dress kink fics, but obviously if someone wants to write them that way, be it haha.

Hi, darling. Thank you. Hopefully someone looking for detailed prompts will see this!

[yeowangies]

dangerous

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Chapter I: Game

PAIRING: Vegeta/Reader RATING: PG CONTENTS: Lots of teasing, explicit sexual content in the following chapters. WARNINGS: Alcohol drinking, but not too much. WORDCOUNT: 5424

Summary: An AU in which Earth was destroyed, and you are one of the few humans left alive. The plot is meaningless once the smut comes up.

Notes: I have two disclamers:

The plot is there cause I wanted a different context that the usual domestic stuff. But I'm putting this out there now, the story actually goes nowhere and I apologize. In my head, the full story would have taken 20 chapters or so in being resolved but I know I won't be writing all that. So I settled with this little plot, particularly in the first chapter. The next two chapters will be smut.

Lastly, this is my first time writing for the dbz fandom and my first time writing Vegeta. I gotta be honest, I'm not sure if I did him justice. He was hard for me to write, especially in this context but I did my best. Hopefully I'll get better in the future.

I crossposted this on AO3, you can read it here too. This will have three chapters total, and I'll post them during the week. Thank you!

You slowly opened your eyes, blinking a few times, as you woke up from the induced sleep you were in. The pod was incredibly uncomfortable to sleep in, luckily it had only been a few days, and you were a couple of minutes away to land. Out the window, you could see a planet whose name you didn’t even bother to learn. Every planet belonging to Frieza was named after him and were numbered accordingly anyway. 

Most planets started to look the same the minute you started working under Frieza. Though working wasn’t the right word, you were mostly in it for convenience and survival, it still made you sick to your stomach thinking about it. Fortunately you weren’t that important to him to even meet him, and your job was just as a mechanic, and sometimes just simple monitoring. You were just a mere pawn, strong enough to be in his army, but weak enough to be unknown. Which was fine, you simply followed orders until you could find the moment to get away. 

After getting out of the pod once you landed, you quickly made your way to your room at the base. The mission you were assigned this time was unclear, but the order was to board one of the larger ships, departing later that day. You were wary as to why your presence was required, but it wasn’t like you could even question it. Since it was one of the bigger units, you figured they might need a mechanic, just in case something happened. For a second you contemplated not going, but considering you were at Frieza’s base planet, it wouldn’t have been wise. 

After taking a shower and changing your clothes, putting on a brand new armor, you packed a couple of clothes and other personal items, and left to board the ship.

Once you stepped into the spacecraft, you were thankful there was a bar in there. Space alcohol wasn’t like Earth’s, but it was better than nothing. It’s been a while since you even had a drink.

After Earth was destroyed, and only a couple of earthlings were saved, no one prepared you for how lonely it was to be a survivor. You missed your friends, your parents, your pet. You realized what it actually meant to be human when you learnt most people working for Frieza didn’t do much in the time when they didn’t have to work. Drinking was granted, for sure, but there wasn't even a variety of culture within the army. Music wasn’t common, let alone dancing. Food tasted all the same. Humans couldn’t be the only ones who enjoyed those things. You figured Frieza not only discouraged those practices, he also expected his soldiers not only to get rid of the inhabitants of the planets he desired, but also their culture.

Shaking your head, trying to get rid of the thoughts in your mind, you washed your face in the bathroom, once you were settled in your room. Wearing makeup was also something you missed, you thought while looking in the mirror. Not like aliens even cared about that.

Once on board, it surprised you how similar the bar on the ship looked like bars on Earth. Pubs and bars were so different on every planet you have visited. But this one had neon lights flashing, in an otherwise dark room. The lack of music was the only thing giving it away. And the people, who weren’t even people, but creatures that didn’t resemble humans, except maybe for a few aliens, whose skin was colored in bright pinks, purples or greens.

“What are the drinks here?” You asked the bartender, as you sat by the counter.

“For tonight’s special, we have fish liquor with purpberry,” The squid-looking creature who tended the bar answered, far more politely than you’d expected. “And a mix of gin, ron and vodka, with blue tint and dragonfruit.”

You must have pulled a face, because he smiled at you while handing you the menu. Knowing what the specials had certainly made you want to get out of there fast. 

When you looked at the menu, you realized not bringing your scouter was a bad idea. You haven’t really memorized the universal language yet, you had no idea what most of those drinks even had. You were about to ask the bartender for help again, when you heard someone talk beside you.

“I’ll buy you a drink.”

The man who talked was standing right beside you, smirking and imposing. He was tall, with long hair, and for a second you thought he was human, until you noticed the tail wrapped around his waist. A Saiyan, huh?

You considered turning down his offer, but you haven’t interacted with anyone who looked so close to a human in a long time. Might as well, you didn’t even know what the drinks in that place had.

“Well, my mother told me never to accept anything from a stranger,” You smiled, as charmingly as you could. “Especially if they are an alien.”

“Good thing she is not here.” 

He grinned, smug, as he leaned closer to you. You could swear he was sniffing you. 

You kept your smile, as you handed him the menu.

“You pay, you choose.” 

“Two Fire Missions.” The man said to the bartender, without even looking at the list of drinks. “What’s your name?”

You introduced yourself before asking for his.

“Raditz,” He answered, letting his tail unwrap from his waist and move around. You eyed it, curiously, while he spoke. “I’m surprised to see someone who looks so much like my race here.”

“I could say the same, haven’t talked to anyone that even looks like me.”

“Care to sit with us, then?” Raditz asked, signaling to a table near a window.

Two men were sitting by. They indeed looked human, but you knew they must have had tails, just like Raditz did. 

Had this been a situation occurring on Earth, you would have declined in an instant. But you were in a spaceship, with people who weren’t even people. And you were very intentionally hiding how strong you were, your ki being under control at all times. Saiyans were tough, you knew that much, but you could stand up to yourself, if needed. 

“Alright,” You agreed, trying not to give it too much thought.  

Raditz grabbed the drinks when the bartender handed them to you, as you stood up, walking over the table where the two other men were sitting. 

By human standards, these guys were attractive. You gazed at them as Raditz introduced them to you; the man named Nappa was bald and sporting a mustache, and he was even bigger than Raditz; the one named Vegeta had a stern look, with hair spiking upwards. He was glaring at you though, and it unnerved you a bit. Nappa, on the other hand, unashamedly looked at your behind.

“I can see you guys know how to treat women,” You commented after Raditz had introduced you all, looking daggers at him, suppressing the urge to kick him in the face. 

“She doesn’t have a tail,” Raditz commented, putting your drink in front of you. 

“So what are you?” Nappa asked, grinning.

“I’m human,” You answered.

“A weakling, then.” Vegeta commented with a scorn.

“Charming,” You commented, smiling but throwing a dirty look his way. “I might be human, but I wouldn’t trust your scouters that much.”

“Feisty,” Raditz commented, putting his own scouter on the table, gesturing that he wasn’t going to be using it. “We aren’t here to talk about power levels anyway.”

“Keep it in your pants, Raditz,” Vegeta scoffed.

You snorted at his comment, just as Nappa laughed at Raditz, who took a swig of his drink. Intrigued, you looked at your own glass; it steamed and had a bright red and pink hue. You closed your eyes before taking a sip.

“What the fuck is in this?” You asked, pulling a face. Something was incredibly acidic in it, as if it contained the juice of five lemons.  

It was Vegeta's turn to snort at your reaction.

“Five different liquors,” Raditz smirked, drinking like half of his glass in one gulp. “And hydra fruit.”

“I guess that’s the sour taste I feel,” You commented, taking a very small sip this time.

“No wonder your race got extinct,” Vegeta said, mockingly, while looking your way. “You can’t even handle the juice of a common fruit.”

“Wow, you really got an attitude, buddy.” 

“Hey, girl,” Nappa said, trying to reroute the conversation, and drinking from his own glass. “You’re from that planet called Earth, right?”

You nodded, side eyeing Vegeta, who glowered at you.

“What fun stuff was there to do on Earth?”

“Oh, lots of stuff!” You replied, content with reminiscing about your life before Frieza. “We had bars, just like this one in almost every corner. The only difference is that there was also loud music and dancing. You could dance all night!”

“We have places like those on most planets,” Raditz commented. “But it was only women dancing.”

“Ah, so those kinds of places exist even in space, huh?” You asked, drinking a little more from your glass. You were slightly over the strong flavor, but you wouldn’t order that drink again. “I guess men are the same all over the universe.”

Both Raditz and Nappa snickered, while Vegeta looked a lot more annoyed than he used to, taking a swig of his glass. 

“If all human women looked like you,” Nappa said, eyeing you up and down. “I’m not surprised Earth was filled with places like those.”

You rolled your eyes, but didn’t reply.

The night passed by more amicably than you’d expected. And while you knew both Nappa and Raditz were leering at you, they didn’t really act on it, aside from the occasional comment, so it didn’t bother you. 

It caught your attention, however, that at one point, after pulling your hair back over your shoulder to look over a table from the other side of the room (where a fight had just broken out), the look on their faces changed when you turned to them once more. It was like they were in a trance, however briefly; even Vegeta seemed affected. You registered the incident in your head, but didn’t comment on it.

After you finished your drink, you stood up to leave, not really up to finding out how strong the rest of the cocktails available were. You were positive that one glass was already making you a little bit tipsy.

“Leaving already?” Raditz asked, you could sense the disappointment in his voice. 

“You should have bought me a lighter drink, maybe I would have stayed for a second round.” You simpered.

Raditz was about to stand up to probably talk you out of leaving, but Vegeta put a firm hand on his shoulder, keeping him in place.

“Let her go,” Vegeta said, with a cold voice. “So we can talk about what’s important.”

You glared at him. You may have had one drink, but the amount of alcohol it had probably affected you a bit, because, while you were annoyed, you couldn’t focus on anything else other than the fact that he was attractive. And he would be even more so if he lost that angry expression on his face.

“You should relax a little, you know?” You said, leaning over the table, feeling three intense pairs of eyes fixed on you. “If you lose that scowl, you’re actually really good looking.” 

Both Nappa and Raditz looked completely taken aback by your words, but Vegeta looked confused, raising one eyebrow. You smiled, not really expecting him to reply to you.

“Talk to you guys later.” You said, as you walked out the room.

*

“Wow, that was something.” Raditz commented, watching you until you were out the door.

“She seems too feeble to have the guts to say that.” Nappa said, amused.

Vegeta grunted, irritated.

“Damn it, Raditz, why did you bring a female to our table?”

“You didn’t think she would say yes to sitting with us, did you?” Raditz grinned, a touch smug. “There aren’t many humans left after Earth was destroyed, she must be lonely too.”

Vegeta heard the two men going on and on about you, but he wasn’t paying attention. He wondered if you realized how your mere presence affected them. Your scent was still lingering in his nostrils, and he took a gulp of his drink, trying to get rid of it, and cursing under his breath when that didn’t work. 

Something stirred inside him that he didn’t want to acknowledge. Both Nappa and Raditz could talk about whatever basic needs they had, but not Vegeta. He was beyond that, he wasn’t an animal. Not only that, he was royalty. It was pathetic that they were even thinking of fraternizing with a species so weak like yours. Whatever urge invaded him when your smell intruded on him, he would bury it deep within, so he wouldn’t feel the need to act on it. He could definitely control it.

Vegeta shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He was going to train twice as hard as he usually did tomorrow.

*

While Nappa and Raditz seemed completely bewitched by you, there was something about Vegeta that caught your eye. 

You chuckled to yourself, thinking that a shrink might be able to tell you why you wanted the attention of someone who seemed like a total jackass, instead of other people who were clearly interested in you. 

They just wanna get laid, that’s all.

But so did you, to be fair. There weren’t many options on space, and it’s been almost a year since Earth was destroyed. And even before that, you hadn’t been with anyone for months. Might as well be a virgin again. 

Still, you had to go for what seemed like the most difficult prey out there. 

You sighed loudly, working on fixing one of the tanks in the medical bay. The inside engine had somehow malfunctioned, causing a short circuit, leaving it inoperable. It was an easy thing to fix, or at least for you it was after what Bulma taught you some time ago.  

As you adjusted the cables, putting them back in place to check if they worked, you set your mind to maybe try to get Vegeta’s attention. He might be indifferent, but he was still a man. Maybe you could stir something in him. 

You left the medical bay after fixing the tank, walking to your room with resolve, after you set your mind on your new target.

You got to the bar earlier than the day before, just to see with your scouter what all the cocktails had, so you wouldn’t fall for whatever weird taste the saiyans had when it came to alcohol. You sat by the counter, meticulously reading the menu, when you felt a familiar presence approaching you.

“Raditz.” You acknowledged him without taking your eyes off the card.

“Hey, girl.” He greeted you, standing on your right side, leaning over the counter so he could see your face. “Up for another Fire Mission?”

“No way, I’m never having that again in my life.”

“Didn’t think you’d back out that easily.”

“One full glass yesterday was enough.” You looked up at him with a smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll still drink something.”

“How about I invite you something this time?” Nappa had taken a seat to your left, and you turned to look at him.

“I get to choose my drink.”

Nappa grinned, and you ordered a Cherry Lane. You found it nice that it had the name as one of the cocktails on Earth. 

You felt a little awkward sitting in between Nappa and Raditz, who were very obviously ogling you. You also felt a little bad (but only a little), because you had no intention of giving them the time of day, even if they buy you drinks. At least not until Vegeta turned you down explicitly. But you hadn’t even made your move yet.

Standing a little farther away besides Raditz, you saw him from the corner of your eye. 

“Hi, Vegeta.” You singsang, leaning over the counter to fully look at him.

Vegeta seemed a little taken aback by the tone of your voice, and furrowed his eyebrows when you beamed at him. 

“Have you considered what I said yesterday? About relaxing?”

“Mind your business, woman.” 

“Too bad,” You hummed, pouting. “I would have helped you with that.”

Vegeta was just about to drink from whatever he had ordered when you said that, and it was a priceless moment when you saw him splutter. 

Nappa and Raditz had eyes like saucers, shocked at your unashamed attitude. You covered your mouth, trying to stifle the laugh that almost erupted. The comment wasn’t even that straightforward, you are surprised he was that flustered. 

“Who do you think you are talking to, woman?!” Vegeta yelled, pink dust adorning his cheeks. “I’m a Prince, show some decorum!”

“Prince?” You asked, confused.

“The Prince of all Saiyans.”

You couldn’t deny you were surprised. The air of superiority around him made sense now. 

“Now I get why you are so tense.” You said, smiling. “All the more reason why you should take up my offer.”

Vegeta was practically seething, his entire face red and up to his ears. You had to fight hard not to laugh. You knew he could snap his fingers and you would combust, completely ceasing to exist if he so desired. But if that was how you were going down, at least you got a good laugh.

You noticed Nappa and Raditz had taken a step back, probably bracing themselves in case Vegeta decided you were annoying enough to be killed at that moment. 

“Relax,” You spoke up, holding the drink that was put in front of you. “I’m only joking.”

“You are insane, girl.” Vegeta growled, still flushing a little. 

You snickered, pleased with yourself.

The fact that you were alive afterwards made you ponder the idea that maybe he wasn’t as indifferent to you as you originally thought. 

*

Vegeta should have obliterated you. At least that’s what he thought he should have done. 

Something primal had awakened in him. A tingling feeling in the lower abdomen. He hated it. Vegeta loved to think he had every emotion in check, but if he was being honest with himself, he hadn’t felt like that in a long time, and feeling it because of someone who was so brash wasn’t something he wanted. Especially someone who was working under Frieza, just like himself. And even worse, a human.

In the past, if Vegeta had to let out the pent up energy that overwhelmed him, he did it anonymously. In some far off planet, where he wouldn’t even have to say who he was before fucking. If he were to cave this time, he would lose that. It was risky, he didn’t know your intentions. Could you really be as indecent as you presented yourself to be? And why just for him? Two other men were obviously trying to catch your eye, so why him?

New energy was flowing within him; he could feel his blood boil, and his muscles tensed with every minute he spent in the training room. The training room in the spaceship he shared with you. It made his routine both unbearable and convenient, which he thought would actually prove to be useful if he could achieve a new level of power. But sometimes the feeling in his gut distracted him, and his disturbance would show up on his body as a bruise, courtesy of Nappa or Raditz’ attacks. They never managed to actually bruise him until then. 

Vegeta clenched and unclenched his fists, cursing under his breath as he left the training room after being in there for hours. His two henchmen must have probably hated him, since he was letting all his frustration out on them. Not that he cared. In any case, they deserved it for being so lecherous every time you were around. 

He furrowed at the thought. It did bother him how unrefined they were around you, but their attitude hadn’t bothered him that much before this situation occurred. 

With a grunt, Vegeta resolved to keep his training as intense for the rest of the trip.

*

You barely even saw Vegeta the next couple of days. Which you thought was odd, but then again, you weren’t going that much to the bar on the ship as much since they assigned you to monitor the radio for two days.

You still felt his ki in the middle of the ship, sometimes along with Raditz’s or Nappa’s. The man spent most of the day there. You wondered if he had a goal in mind or if he was simply insane. For what you knew, Saiyans were a warrior race; it made sense for him to be obsessed with getting stronger. Even so, he was the only one of the trio to spend so much time in the training room. 

When you walked into the bar after a few days, you found Raditz, sitting by himself, and sporting a couple of bruises on his arms and legs.

“You look great,” You commented, sarcastically, sitting across from him and taking a gulp from your glass. 

“Aren’t you a sweetheart,” Raditz smiled, as smug as always, but you noticed the tiredness in his expression.

“What happened to you?”

“Vegeta wants to train more than usual.” He said, flatly.

“Why?”

Raditz looked at you, hesitant to reply.

“Something must be bothering him.”

He leaned closer to you after a beat, putting the drink he was holding on the side.

“Maybe you should help me ease this ache.”

You looked at him for a second, letting the words settle in your brain, when you felt something soft and furry running along your thigh. You saw his tail sliding up your leg, and you didn’t get a chance to say anything when a gruff voice spoke behind you. 

“Get lost, Raditz.”

Vegeta was standing right behind you when you looked over your shoulder, and you swore you heard him growl, however vague. 

The two of them stared at each other for a moment until Raditz sighed loudly before getting up.

“See you later, doll.”

You watched him walk away, and Vegeta was sitting across from you in less than a second. 

“I’m surprised you decided to sit with me.” You smiled, leaning into your hand.

He didn’t reply, only offering you a quick glance, before taking a hearty swig from whatever drink he had on his glass, and then crossing his arms over his chest.

“You’re spending too much time in the training room.”

This time, he fixed his eyes on you, brows furrowed. 

“Raditz didn’t tell me, I figured it out on my own.”

“Don’t you have anything better to do with your time?”

“Not really, you’re far more interesting than anything else I could be doing.”

Even through the faint neon lights in the room, you noticed the faint pink color on his cheeks. 

“Do you have no shame, woman?”

“I didn’t say anything inappropriate. You should loosen up a bit.”

“I do not need to ‘loosen up’, but you seem way too insistent that I do.” Vegeta cocked an eyebrow in your direction.

“You just seem like you have a lot in your mind, that’s all.” You grinned at him, absentmindedly running your fingers through your hair, and pulling it over your shoulder.

“Stop doing that.”

You eyed him, curiously. Vegeta’s eyes were closed, and his brows furrowed deeper than before. He looked at you then, almost wincing.

“What? Why?”

“You are basically letting every male in this ship know that you are available for breeding.”

You stared at him, confused.

“W-what?”

“Your smell. You are spreading it.”

You pondered on what he said for a minute before talking.

“Are you telling me that I’m practically attracting men by simply touching my hair? And that I smell?”

“Every single being has a smell,” Vegeta replied, contemptuous. “You just happen to be a fertile female.” 

You were a bit spooked, but it didn’t sound too crazy considering the things you’ve witnessed in the last year. In retrospect, you understood the meaning of Vegeta, Nappa and Raditz’s expression back on the first night you met them. You affected them without even knowing.  

You smiled at him, mischievously, and waited until he brought the glass to his lips. 

“You’re lucky I’m just coming onto you then.”

Vegeta spluttered, for the second time in front of you, and you snickered. It was funny he emanated such a hostile aggressive aura, but at the same time could be so easily flustered. 

“Do you have a death wish, woman?!”

“Maybe. But you haven’t really harmed me.”

He glowered at you, and you returned his stare, though much more softer. 

“I’m not asking you to ‘breed’ me or whatever it was that you said.” You leaned in closer, smiling. “This is just for fun.”

Vegeta was practically growling at you. Your instincts were telling you it wasn’t wise for you to rile him up so much. You knew he could kill you. But he didn’t look nearly as angry as he could have been if the situation really pissed him off. 

“And I think you want this, too.” You said softly, maintaining eye contact.

“Know your place, woman. I’m not easily swayed by a female, especially a human.”

“But you seem so affected every time I say something remotely suggestive.” You grinned.

“That- that’s because your indecency baffles me! Are all humans that shameless?” He snarled.

You shrugged, taking a swig of your own drink. 

“What an odd species…” He muttered, before drinking from his glass.

You huffed, amused.

“We might look similar, but humans are not warriors per se.”

“Obviously.”

“We did spend a lot of our time on Earth fighting each other, though. But we enjoyed ourselves most of the time. The food was a lot better there than it is on any other planet I went to, that’s for sure.”

You smiled at him, taking a final gulp from your glass. 

“If you are interested in what else we did ‘for fun’, I’m sure you know how to find me.”

Vegeta’s face remained stoic as you stood, strolling your way out.

Once you were out, you hummed, content that at least you had a somewhat normal conversation, at least as normal as you could expect with Vegeta. 

You walked a few feets, until you barely could hear the voices coming from the bar, when you were pushed against the wall. 

“Ve-Vegeta?” You gasped, bewildered. 

His hand was on your throat, keeping you in place with a strong grip, but not hard enough to choke you. His gaze burned through you, and you suddenly felt very small.

“You don’t look so feisty now.” His voice was low, and his eyes darker than you remembered.

“Well, I… I wasn’t expecting to be attacked like this…” You stuttered, as Vegeta released your neck, placing his arms on either side of you, caging you against the wall. 

“Pathetic.” He snorted.

“What do you want?” You glared at him when he insulted you, pursing your lips. 

Inching closer to you, Vegeta remained silent. 

You certainly weren’t ready to have him so close so suddenly, especially when you haven’t even felt him approaching you before he slammed you against the wall. Anyone could walk by and see you even if the hallway was poorly lit, though you didn’t feel anyone’s ki nearby; not that you trusted yourself much at the moment. But, surprisingly, you didn’t care. Especially when Vegeta was so close; you were positive he could feel that your heart was beating unusually fast.

His cheek brushed your own, as he made his way to the crook of your neck, and you never felt hotter. He runned the tip of his nose up your neck, inhaling deeply and making you shudder. Immediately you felt heat blooming in your lower abdomen, a sensation you haven’t felt in a while. You could feel his breath continuously hitting your skin, and his body so close but barely touching you, and after a beat you started feeling a little awkward, but still very much turned on.

“I thought you weren’t ‘easily swayed by a female’.” You managed to say, gulping.

“Shut up.” He was almost heaving when he replied, but it caught your attention.

Vegeta sounded like he was being restrained, like he was using everything in his willpower to not do something. It occurred to you that maybe he was far more interested in you than he let on. 

“Do you want me?” You asked, in the softest voice you could muster.

You felt his body go completely stiff. 

“I could kill you.”

Those words sounded like a threat, but something in his voice was telling you otherwise. Yet you couldn’t quite pinpoint what he meant. 

“Why haven’t you then?”

He didn’t reply, and you took it as a sign to keep talking, exploring your brain and looking for the right words to say.

“This doesn’t have to mean anything. We would just… be letting out the energy we can’t release otherwise.”

“I am not an animal.”

You snorted, starting to feel a little more on the angry side.

“And yet you are practically panting by just smelling me.”

He pulled away, glaring at you through hooded lids. He was a little flushed down his neck, at least as far as the suit under his armor let you see.

“Are you toying with me, woman?”

“Vegeta,” You whispered, exasperated. “I’m explicitly telling you I want to sleep with you, and you’re being so dense about it.”

“Vu-vulgar woman, how dare you?” The flush on his neck had extended towards his face then, and it amused you. He certainly didn’t look as scandalized as you’d expected.

“I know you must be frustrated about a lot of things, why else would you be practically living in the training room? I am simply offering a way for you to let out any kind of energy you might have, I can see that you want to.” 

You smiled at him, looking intensely into his eyes, as his face somehow softened, just a little, by your words. 

“And I want the exact same thing.” You purred, with a voice as smooth as you could manage in that moment, so he wouldn’t have a doubt in his mind that you were serious.

No matter how bold you felt when you spoke those words (maybe an effect of the strong space alcohol you had earlier), you still felt very small, pressed in between the wall and Vegeta, as if the spaceship had somehow shrunk, encapsulating you two together. 

However, looking into his eyes, you saw something much darker invade them, and you heard Vegeta’s breath hitch in his throat. 

One of his hands tangled in your hair, pulling you closer, and he kissed you. 

You gasped, taken aback. The way he pressed his lips against yours was rough, like he was starving for a taste of them. After the second it took you to fully understand that Vegeta was, in fact, kissing you, you returned it just as hungrily, resting your hands over his armor. 

Tentatively, you flicked your tongue over his lips, moaning into his mouth when he parted his lips immediately, and you shuddered when he started roaming your mouth with his tongue, as if he wanted to devour you whole. Vegeta swiftly wrapped his other arm around your waist, his hand tugging at the shirt underneath your armor, pressing you against his body, at the same time you wrapped your arms around his neck, tangling one of your hands into his hair.

It was as if you were ravenous, eagerly sliding your lips wetly across each other’s. Your skin felt like it was burning when he slid his hand underneath your shirt, and you tugged at his hair, making him groan. You were very aware that he was hard, incredibly so, when he gripped your hip, pressing you flush against his body.

You gasped for air when he pulled back, licking and kissing at your jaw instead. 

“Vegeta…” You moaned, breathless.

It took you a moment to realize he had completely stiffen after you whimpered his name, and immediately afterwards you felt cold.  

Just like that, he was gone.

[lurkingteapot]

get to know me ask game

thanks to @telomeke and @recentadultburnout for the tags!

RULES: [put square brackets around] the ones that are true & tag 10 people to do it. (the brackets are a hopefully more screen-reader friendlier modification)

APPEARANCE

blonde hair // [I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing] // [I have one or more piercings] // I have at least one tattoo // [I have dyed or highlighted my hair] // I have gotten plastic surgery // [I have or had braces] // I sunburn easily // I have freckles // I paint my nails // I typically wear makeup // I don’t often smile // I am pleased with how I look // I prefer Nike to Adidas // I wear baseball hats backwards

clothing: slight preference; if it's comfy, tight is also fine. piercings: earlobes. hair is not currently dyed but I have dyed it before. had to wear braces from 9-15. I went back and forth on the sunburn thing quite a bit – I've had sunburn maybe ten times in my life, if that often? but otoh I don't go outside much and tend to cover up when I do, plus I adapted my peers' 'sunscreen is skincare' creed at 16ish so I don't actually know how easily I'd burn if I changed the parameters of that.

HOBBIES & TALENTS

I play a sport // I can play an instrument // I am artistic // [I know more than one language] // [I have won a trophy in some sort of competition] // [I can cook or bake without a recipe] // [I know how to swim // [I enjoy writing] // [I can do origami]// I prefer movies to tv shows // I can execute a perfect somersault // [I enjoy singing] // I could survive in the wild on my own // I have read a new book series this year // [I enjoy spending time with friends] // [I travel during work or school breaks] // I can do a handstand

I speak three languages to a sufficient level to hold down a job in them, am able to hold conversations about a range of topics and do light reading in another, and clawing my way towards being that level in a fifth (currently basic convo only). trophy: it was one of those that move to the next winner next year, AND I won it as part of a group. But I suppose it counts for the purpose of this meme. recipes: I don't need them for most of my daily cooking, but I like trying new things and do tend to check when I'm making something I haven't in a while. swimming: I don't swim well, but I do know the basics. writing: I do enjoy it when I don't have to force it. origami: not very many shapes, but I can do a few. singing: love to sing, used to have a decent but untrained voice, now it's still untrained but also very out of practice. I spent years without friends and very much value the ones I have now. I used to travel a lot more, but … well. money, energy, covid.

RELATIONSHIP

[I am in a relationship] // I have been single for over a year // I have a crush // [I have a best friend who I’ve known for ten years] // my parents are together // I have dated my best friend // I am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // I have a long distance relationship // I am an only child // [I give advice to my friends] // [I have made an online friend] // [I met up with someone I have met online]

I'm in a relationship and have been for a long time. I have a few friends I talk to regularly whom I've known for more than ten years, and even some I've known for more than 20. I tend to try to offer advice/solutions even when sympathy is what's needed, and I'm working on that.ALL but one of my friends were online friends throughout high school; I'm still in contact with some of them, and one is now my brickspace best friend. I love meeting friends I met online.

AESTHETICS

[I have heard the ocean in a conch shell] // [I have watched the sun rise] // [I enjoy rainy days] // [I have slept under the stars] // I meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // [I enjoy the smell of the beach] // [I know what snow tastes like] // I listen to music to fall asleep // [I enjoy thunderstorms] // [I enjoy cloud watching] // [I have attended a bonfire] // I pay close attention to colors // I find mystery in the ocean // I enjoy hiking on nature paths // [autumn is my favorite season]

I LOVE the ocean, but I'm not sure I'd agree with the 'mystery' part, hence no brackets. I'm just fundamentally not a romantic, I guess.

MISCELLANEOUS

[I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle] // [I am the mom friend] // I live by a certain quote // I like the smell of sharpies // I am involved in extracurricular activities // [I enjoy Mexican food] // I can drive a stick shift // I believe in true love // I make up scenarios to fall asleep // I sing in the shower // [I wish I lived in a video game] // I have a canopy above my bed // I am multiracial // I am a redhead // I own at least 3 dogs

I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle but I will regret it big time (my neck and shoulders hate it). I'm the parent friend, always have been. I haven't had Mexican food often, and cannot speak to the authenticity of what I did have, but I've enjoyed what I tried. the video game thing is mostly because I wish real life had save points, walkthroughs, and freely adjustable difficulty levels.

Tagging: @airenyah @galauvant @liyazaki @kornswasianguyswag @mahuhumaling @miscellar @rocketturtle4 @sixohsixoheightfourtwo @troubled-mind @ullvide

(If you've already done it and I missed it, I'm sorry >_> also obviously no pressure to play, and lmk if you'd rather I didn't tag you in the future)

[eucidianlyendless]

Okay, how do I do this,

Let's see uh

Okay I have nothing to copy and paste really, so I'm just going to write from scratch. Bear with me.

Hiiiii I'm Edmund Endless. I'm 18, as of last February. Seems important to put out into the world.

I'm a little weirdo. Or, well a tall one according to some people (is 5'8" tall?), But either way, I fully admit that I am in fact rejecting the term normal when it comes to my identity. I'm in fact very eccentric in between the fact that I consider things like slacks to be casual pants and almost always wear some kind of Hawaiian shirt out in public because I like the design of a short sleeve button up with desgny stuff, that definitely counts.

As far as hobbies go, I've had a bit of time to accumulate some, such as being an artist on paper and digitally, a rudimentary writer in the works, and then I look cooking and playing Minecraft (I am most certainly not a gamer but that will hopefully be something I can work on)

I also like to dress super femme [though, also, I see clothing as a thing all should be able to enjoy free of gendered norms, sooo-]. So far not anything huge since I'm working on getting a job as we speak, but once I have money flowing in, I plan to do more. I think skirts, fishnets, and makeup are all amazing things, and that's not even the start of it.

Edit: I've been considering Gothic Victorian attire... I think it's also called Gothic Lolita? Outfits I've found look cute and i wish I had them now-

Anyway, as mentioned in my blurb at the top, I am neurodivergent. As far as I know I Do have an official diagnosis but I don't know where they are because I was not the one who got them- but anyway I have Autism and ADHD. I like to think of them as additional overlays over my brain (I imagine ADHD as like the weird additional RAM space over with my left hemisphere for example) that have a few drawbacks but generally make me who I am. Everyone is a unique individual and I think that's one of the best things ;]

Formerly I was a proud owner of a surprisingly old cockatiel whom I love and cherish- he got to be 31, nearly 32, this year. And throughout the last summer, I also care for two cats- neither of which have any problem with my bird. Usually it's more a concern of if he'll bite them lol

Since my birds passing I've adopted two rescues who needed a new person and while they're not fully tamed yet, we all enjoy each other and I hope to further the bond with time and effort.

Anyway it's a fair warning that because of that I may or may not understand certain social cues, sarcasm, certain jokes, etc. I definitely understand text tones a little better even before people started employing the /srs or whatever stuff, but it's better to put that out there. I can also be a little blunt, but between autism and experiences, I do try to not be harsh if I can.

Anyway I'm running out of long things to list so I'm just going to put some additional facts down here

- I currently have at least one experience working on an alpaca farm, and as a result I have a couple vague understandings of the stuff that goes on there and why they're quite profitable.

- I really really want to dye a bit of my hair hot pink. I think it would be awesome and very outside the box. [Edit: I DID IT! I'M GONNA DO IT AGAIN eventually]

- I like scary stuff and I like silly stuff, and I especially like it when both are involved. Mainly because I see a lot of the same humor nowadays and horror doesn't always phase me (I was one of those kids who got into FNAF when I was younger so a lot of the feeling of being scared over those kind of things desensitized me a little.)

- I at one point wanted to be a YouTuber as a career, but most likely that will not happen due to the ridiculousness of the platform not likely going to mesh very well with my vocabulary at least half the time consisting of Fuck here and there- which is to say I will probably still eventually get back into that because I wanted to post things on there too.

- I've been getting into baking and I really want to try to make creamy jalapeno popper stuffed chocolate donuts from scratch. I also want to make a pizza from scratch :]

- I love Legos and I like making transformers out of them when I can figure out how to do it.

- I like music that is either from the 50s jazz era, older rock, shitposty songs, and then will wood. I/me/myself babyy :D

- I have read the entire Twilight series and shamelessly admit that I used to think it was the coolest thing when I was younger. Not So much Anymore.

- I'm a big fan of books by Rick riordan, James Patterson, and other obscure artists that right strange cool stories- such as The hitchhiker's guide which I also read the entire trilogy of four books.

- for some reason my default thought to looking cooler involves spikes and leather and you know I can't entirely say why. But I think it makes anyone look instantly cooler to be dressed in at least a cool leather jacket and heeled matching boots.

- I am in fact the person behind the two projects R.O.O.T and Enduralt. The former (Root) which I work on more because that's a long-term project and an original project. The other one (Enduralt) was just something me and an old friend kind of jumped back into for fun and I figured I'd keep the ball rolling as long as I can since I felt like it deserved to have its ideas shown in some capacity.

- I have a C shaped spine last I checked. It doesn't affect a whole lot as long as I'm careful, but I think it's an interesting fact to mention.

- through very roundabout means I am related to Johnny Cash, but not by blood.

- at some point I really want to have the space to build the model of an old car but retrofitted for modern road safety stuff since nowadays you need to have at least a partially electric car to drive on the road. I'd like to have mine look nice and cool.

- this probably should have gone upwards by the cake idea but I really like mixing foods together and at some point I intend to create my ultimate burger I've always dreamed of.

- also my favorite color is magenta and I am frustrated that it is hard to find that color in the kind of clothes I like to get because if I could I would have a lot of nice sweaters and skirts and stuff in magenta and it would be amazing-

Anyway, that's all I can think of right now, so unless I something start reblogging and adding more to the list, that's everything relevant. Feel free to ask more about that stuff and I'll tell stories like the weird uncles/dad friend that I am to people.

How the hell do I pin this-