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LESBIAN ART ATTACK WHOOOO

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Pairing: Vampire!Taehyung x Human!fem reader

Word count: 2,080

Note: This imagine is from my Wattpad so there won’t be any extra parts or continuations

You'd like to think you were a patient person, however, what little restraint you had left was beginning to wear thin. Your leg bounced tirelessly as you waited for your boyfriend, Taehyung, to show up for a much-anticipated date night. It had been a couple weeks since your last date which was a lovely trip to a local art museum. This time, the both of you decided to have a cozy movie night at your place. Something fun and relaxing. Neither of you would have to dress up and look nice for each other, though subconsciously you did put on your nicest loungewear.

A knock on the door brought you to your feet and sent you running to answer it. Grabbing the knob, you yanked the door open to reveal the man you had been waiting for. Taehyung was dressed in comfy sweats and a t-shirt that was about three sizes too big.

"Hi, beautiful."

"Hi." You greeted enthusiastically, throwing your arms around him and squeezing him as tightly as you could.

"Easy." He chuckled, gently patting your back.

"Oh, come on. You can handle it."

And he could.

He could handle the suffocating strength of a boa constrictor. He was a vampire, after all.

Sure, your relationship was unconventional, abnormal—maybe even weird, but neither of you saw it that way. In fact, you liked the unusualness of your relationship.

Taehyung spilled the beans just before the two of you started dating. The both of you confessed to each other, but before making things official, he insisted that he tell you something very important. Of course, you never expected him to say he was a vampire. Despite that, you didn't bat an eye when he told you his big secret. You were intrigued and somewhat giddy about the idea of having a vampire boyfriend. You felt like you were living in some supernatural romance novel.

Now this was all normal, or at least your version of it.

"I feel like I haven't seen you in ages." You confessed, your face pressed into his shoulder, muffling your voice.

"I missed you too."

You pulled away, staring up at him. "I hope you're ready for movie night."

"I'm always ready for movie night."

"Oh. For snacks, I've got popcorn and candy in the pantry if you're in the mood for that. I also considered cutting up some fruit, maybe even some strawberries. We could even melt some chocolate to dip them in. Does that sound good?"

"Yeah. You know I love strawberries." He grinned. "I can help out if you'd like. After all, two is better than one."

"That'd be great." You grinned, leading him to the kitchen.

"What do I need to do?" He asked.

"You can start melting the chocolate."

"On it."

Taehyung got a bowl of hot water and set a smaller one inside where he emptied a bag of chocolate chips into it.

Meanwhile, you got to work pulling different fruits from the fridge and started cutting them up. There was a variety to choose from: kiwi, mangoes, apples, and you even tossed in some grapes.

"You doing alright over there?" You asked, looking over at Taehyung after a while.

He was stirring the chocolate contently, watching it melt in the bowl.

"Mhm." He nodded.

You scraped the cut-up fruits into a bowl and went to the fridge to retrieve a couple containers of strawberries, which you began to rinse off. Once they had all been ran under water, you transferred them into a separate bowl. By the time you finished preparing the fresh fruit, Taehyung had all the chocolate melted and ready to go.

"Ooh that looks good." You gaped, leaning over the bowl of melted chocolatey goodness.

"You have to wait until we're watching the movie, Y/n." Taehyung scolded you playfully.

"Okay, okay. I guess I can hold back." You chuckled. "For a little while, anyway."

You grabbed the two bowls of fruit and headed into the living room with Taehyung following behind. The both of you set the fruit and chocolate down on the coffee table before dropping onto the couch.

"Do you want popcorn or candy?" You asked.

"The fruit is fine for now."

"Alright." You reached for the remote only to stop when you realized you forgot something.

"Oh! One second. I forgot to get drinks." You jumped back onto your feet and scurried off into the kitchen.

"Is Coke okay with you?" You asked from the other room while opening the cabinet.

"Yeah."

You stood on your tiptoes to grab a couple glasses, reaching out to get a hold of them, but they were just a smidge too high. You stretched a little more, finally able to pull them off the shelf. Right away you could tell you didn't have a good grip on the glasses so you started to reach up with your free hand and take one of them, but it was too late. They slipped from your fingers and went plummeting to the tile floor. You let out a yelp as you tried to catch them before they fell, but it was no use. They collided with the floor, shattering to pieces upon impact.

"Y/n?" You heard Taehyung's concerned voice from the living room. "Are you okay?"

"Ye—" You stopped when you saw something red out the corner of your eye.

Lowering your gaze, you spotted a rather sizable cut on your forearm.

What?

You didn't feel anything cut you. The glass must have bounced off the floor.

When you looked up, you saw Taehyung standing in the doorway of the kitchen, his eyes blown wide.

"Y/n?" He uttered your name quietly. "What's that on your forearm?"

"Nothing. It's fine." You moved your injured arm behind your back so he wouldn't see.

Something wasn't right, that much was obvious. The mood shifted immediately, the change so sudden it was almost palpable. This was the first time something like this had ever happened, so you were unsure how Taehyung would react in a situation like this.

If you could keep your arm hidden and try to get to the bathroom to wrap it, maybe everything would be okay. Taehyung never really told you wether he was good at controlling his thirst or not, so you didn't want to risk anything.

"You cut yourself?"

"I'm fine." You assured him.

He gave no response and started walking towards you.

"Taehyung, everything is okay." You backed away, putting some distance between the both of you.

"Just let me look at it." He insisted, his tone eerily placid.

"No." You shook your head.

He was in front of you in a flash, giving you no time to react. His fingers wrapped around your wrist as he gently pulled your arm out from behind your back, his eyes staring unblinking at the cut on your arm. His tongue darted out to wet his lips, his coffee-colored irises swirling with a dark red hue.

"You smell so good." He sighed out. "You wouldn't mind if I had a taste, would you?"

"I don't think that's a good idea." You tried to pull your hand away, but his grip tightened and he jerked on your arm, pulling you back to him.

"Just a little taste, Y/n." He murmured dazedly, his crimson eyes not leaving the wound on your arm. "Please?"

"You're not yourself right now. Just let me bandage it up and everything will be okay. We can get back to our movie night."

The fact that the cut was continuing to bleed made the whole situation worse.

"I need it." He growled.

"No." You used your free hand to attempt to push him away, but that only made him angry.

He seized your other wrist and held you firmly in place.

Unable to move, you had no choice but to watch as he brought your arm up to his mouth, licking away the blood that dripped from the wound.

"Mmm. You taste divine." He mumbled against your skin sending chills down your spine.

His lips wrapped around the injury, sucking on the cut trying to get as much blood from it as he could.

"I need more." He whispered lowly.

"You don't. Let me go wrap my arm."

"No." He growled, pressing you against the kitchen wall.

His face was buried in your neck, his nose pressing against your skin as he inhaled your sweet scent, feeling your pulse under the tip of his nose.

"Taehyung." His name was uttered shakily.

He pulled back to look at you, hunger swirling in his scarlet irises. He placed his index finger on your lips to silence you.

"Everything will be okay. That's what you said, right?" He asked with a grin, showing off his fangs that gleamed under the kitchen lights.

"No." You shook your head violently.

Before you could say or do anything else, he sank his fangs into your neck, piercing the sensitive skin and sending a wave of pain throughout the area. You yelped in response.

Taehyung's arm wrapped around your waist and held you tightly against him as he greedily drank your blood, gulping it down without any signs of slowing. The only thing you could do was squeeze your eyes shut and cling tightly to his shoulders, silently hoping he would somehow come to his senses.

It didn't take very long for you to start feeling weak and lightheaded, as you were on the verge of passing out due to how much blood Taehyung was draining from your body.

"Tae, stop it."

He didn't listen, too caught up in bloodlust to focus on anything but quenching his thirst.

"I said stop! You're going to kill me!" You shouted with all the strength you could muster while trying to push him away.

The plea you cried out reached Taehyung's ears and he pulled away, finally getting a hold of himself and realizing what he had done. His eyes were wide in horror, your blood staining his lips.

Your wobbly legs were too weak to hold the weight of your body and your knees finally buckled. Taehyung was quick to catch you before you could collapse.

"Y/n." He croaked, his eyes welling up with tears as they frantically searched your face.

He did this to you. All because of a little cut.

"Taehyung?" You slurred, trying to keep your eyes open.

"No. No, no, no, no. Come here." He lifted you into his arms and took you to the bathroom where he rummaged through the medicine cabinet in a panic, throwing items to the floor that weren't bandages or ointment.

You were slumped against the toilet, struggling to sit upright but everything was still a little hazy and your limbs felt like jello.

Once Taehyung located the first aid items he needed, he started slathering ointment on your arm and neck, bandaging up the cut with a nonstick pad and gauze, doing the same to your neck. All the while he was apologizing profusely and choking back sobs.

"I'm so so sorry. I saw your arm bleeding and after that I... I lost control. I didn't really know what I was doing, everything was such a blur. I'm so sorry." He blubbered, a tear breaking free and trailing down his cheek.

"It's okay." You murmured, wiping away the tear. "I'll be alright. I'm just weak."

"And it's all my fault."

Yeah, you felt like crap, but you were sure Taehyung felt even worse. The guilt-ridden expression on his face said it all—he felt terrible for what he had done.

"You wanna know how you can make it up to me?" You asked, hoping to lighten the mood.

"Yes, please!" He responded desperately.

"Have our movie night like we planned."

"Okay." He nodded, wiping away whatever tears brimmed his eyes.

"Clean yourself up first though."

"Right. Of course." He turned on the faucet and started rinsing his mouth, watching the red-tinted water swirl down the drain.

Afterwards, he helped you back to the living room and made sure you were comfortable on the couch before going to clean up the broken glass in the kitchen. He popped his head into the room to ask if you needed anything, to which you replied with a simple, "Water will be fine."

For the rest of the night, Taehyung took care of you while you watched movies together and enjoyed delicious snacks just like you planned.

Jungkook ♱ Jimin ♱ Yoongi ♱ Namjoon ♱ Hoseok ♱ Jin

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[dionegm]

Eu sei que isso pode parecer um pouco inesperado e eu não quero lhe incomodar, mas vc pode desenhar PaperFresh? eu sinto que a comunidade odeia eles por causa da Rouge, sendo que o shipp original não tem nada de errado 💔 Aliás sua arte é INCRÍVEL!

Oii, muito obrigado pelo elogio!! Eu sei como é a sensação que te ocorre agora. Papefresh realmente é um shipp mal visto pela comunidade, por boa parte dela sendo os que mais viram o lado de rouge e suas atrocidades. Como ex shipper desse shipp, posso afirmar isso kkakk, não tiro a raiva de quem desgosta do shipp, mas tbm n tira a alegria de quem gosta do normal kkk

Sinto em dizer que não shippo mais, mas posso te oferecer alguns desenhos deles sendo amiguinhos, e fresh sendo quase como uma figura paterna pra PJ na minha visão, então acaba sendo meio difícil de desenhar eles como casal depois disso kkkkk, e obrigado mais uma vez pelo elogio ❤️✨

[eunbitchh]

studio lethality

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part 2 of 2, find part 1 here

pairing: piercer/tattoo artist eunbi x fem!reader

word count: 4.8k

warnings: mentions/usage of needles (only mentioned as tattoo gun), mention/usage of a razor (shaving), suggestive, SMUT; thigh riding, oral, fingering, nipple play, reader gets off to pain, degradation (slut/whore etc), reader has a hand kink, marking, dumbification.. lmk if there’s any more!

18+, MDNI

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it had been a handful of weeks since you had gotten your tongue pierced, you went back to get your jewelry changed not too long ago. unfortunately eunbi wasn’t there that day so you didn’t get to see her.

this time it was certain you would, because you had scheduled an appointment with her to get a tattoo on your chest, or more specifically your sternum you were getting a spider lily tattoo, both for their beauty and for the meaning they held.

Eunbi’s art flourished doing intricate work, her social media’s did an amazing job at showcasing that.

that’s how you knew she was the perfect candidate to do this piece for you, that and well.. it was her. you couldn’t exactly pass up on the opportunity to have her etch a piece of art on your skin.

this appointment was far more nerve-wracking than the last, the proposition she had made to you hadn’t left your head from the moment she spoke it.

In fact, it was pretty much all you could think about. the thought of her having her way with you, using your tongue for her pleasure sent your nerves running wild throughout the whole process of healing you underwent for your piercing. remembering the way her eyes scanned your form, lingering a little too long on the swell of your breast, your lips, your tongue…

you snapped yourself out of your spiralling lustful thoughts, splashing cold water onto your face in hopes of grounding yourself before leaving your cozy apartment to ride the cab you had called to Lethality. you couldn’t keep yourself still the whole ride, fidgeting around with the rings on your fingers in hopes it would helps ease your nerves. once arriving at the studio your nerves increased tenfold. see, the thing about getting your sternum tattooed meant that you had to go fully topless.. even a bra could interfere with the tattoos appearance, which did no help to calm you down.

you had considered wearing nipple pasties to your appointment to help you feel more comfortable but opted out of it in fear of it effecting the jewelry you adorned there, despite knowing that wouldn’t be the case as they had been fully healed for 5 years.

opening the door to the studio you were greeted by the same woman as the past 2 visits, you had learned her name was Chaeyeon.

“welcome back y/n, she’s just finishing up with her client but she’ll see you shortly.” of course she already knew why you were here. she ID’ed you and had you fill ou the paperwork just like the last time, and you sat back in the familiar plush chair of the waiting room. you admired the various art pieces across the walls of the studio, showcasing the different art styles of the people who worked here at Lethality. your eyes catching on the pieces that you knew belonged to Eunbi. how could 1 person have so many talents to put out into the world? you wondered.

10 minutes later a woman left Eunbi’s room, a fresh tattoo adorning her ankle up to her knee; an illustration of a boa constrictor wrapping around that region. it was breath-taking. you wondered how long it had taken, it certainly wasn’t all done in 1 sitting considering the highly detailed realistic style it was done in. you knew Eunbi would have to clean up her space before she brought you into her room, it would take at least another 5 minutes. it was finally hitting you that this was about to happen. she was going to be permanently etching her art onto you, she was going to mark you. something about that thought brought you back into the lustful headspace you were in back at your apartment.

you were snapped out of your daze when you heard her smooth voice call your name from in her doorway. you lifted your head to look at her. god. you thought. how could she possibly be more attractive than last time. you thought. she beckoned you over with a quick gesture of her fingers, in which you rose to your feet and quickly made your way into her room. you could feel her eyes burning into your back when you took position onto the seat and waited for her shut the door and begin her work. she did so after a second, the door clicking shut.

“well its great to see you again y/n” she spoke cheerfully. you smiled sheepishly responding in agreement. she sat on her chair and wheeled closer to your spot. “so, what is it that i’ll be putting on your skin today?” she asked, excitement clearly evident from her bright facial expression.
“i was thinking spider lily’s, on my sternum.” you answered showing her a couple inspiration pictures you had. she nodded in approval. “those flowers are beautiful, they’ll suit you perfectly”. you flushed at her comment, rubbing the back of your neck in embarassment.

“thanks, I’m looking forward to it. i really enjoy your art style so i figured you would be the perfect person to do it.” a grin broke out on her face at your compliment.

“thanks! okay, just give me a couple minutes and i can make a quick sketch of it and let me know what you think. if you like it i can get to work right away.” she was bubbling with that same excitement as before, different to when she was cool and collected when piercing you. maybe the idea of permanently marking you as hers also did something to her the same it did to you. her hand moved in quick, fluid motions, you could now really understand how her tattoos translate so well onto skin after watching her so effortlessly make the perfect design in such little time. you felt yourself getting distracted again with the way she held the pencil, her dainty fingers wrapped so elegantly around it you couldn’t help but wonder how they would feel inside of you. you shook your head, as if to shake the thought from your mind before turning back to gaze at her. her motions stopped for a moment as she looked up at you through her lashes, a small smirk written on her lips. shit. she saw that.

she said nothing of it and resumed her work for another moment before turning around the page for you to see.

a quiet gasp escaped your lips, it was everything you had hoped for. she perfectly captured the vision you had, as if she climbed into your head for a moment and took a snapshot of what was there. her voice broke you out of your internal dialogue. “I’m hoping that’s a good gasp and not a bad one” she joked

you looked at her like she was insane “are you kidding? its perfect! i love it!” you exclaimed, causing another one of her bright smiles to grace her face.

“awesome!! i’ll just prepare everything i need to get this onto you, give me a couple minutes to gather the supplies and we can get started. in the meantime, please remove your shirt and you can place it over here while you wait.” she gestured to a spot across the room. you followed her instructions, removing your shirt and folding it neatly before placing it down and going back to your previous seat while you waited for her to finish prepping.

the cool air of her room caused your nipples to grow erect. natural, yet still embarrassing in the moment. she made her way back over to you, latex clad hands and the sterile supplies coated her work table just beside you and her seat. her gaze dropped to your chest for a moment, drinking in the sight before her biting her lip slightly. she cleared her throat and reached for the razor beside her. “i just need to shave the area before we begin, i need a completely smooth surface.” she spoke gently. you nodded your head and with that the razor came into contact with your skin, making quick work of removing any stray hairs from the region. you couldn’t focus on that at all however, you could only focus on the sensation of her arm occasionally coming into contact with your boobs. although unintentional, it still set your skin ablaze.

when she was finally done with the tattoo prep she placed the tattoo stencil onto your skin, giving a satisfied nod upon seeing the traces it left on your skin.

“alright I’m going to begin now, let me know if you need anything, a break, water, to use the washroom..” you nodded in acknowledgement.

“will do”. with that she grabbed the tattoo gun into her dominant hand and got to work.

“have you ever gotten a tattoo before?” she asked curiously.

“i haven’t, you’ll be the 1st.” you answered. she grinned proudly at that.

“so I’m taking your tattoo virginity?”

your face flushed at her comment. “yeah..” you responded shyly. there it was again, her making you shy. it was so weird how you were so comfortable in your own skin and yet all it took to get you acting like this was a couple looks and suggestive comments. you hated it.

you couldn’t maintain a single train of thought while she was working away at your skin, distracted by her furrowed brows, her biting the inside of her cheek, the occasional glances up at you to make sure you were still okay. that and the pain from the tattoo gun was electrifying. is it normal to have this sort of reaction? shouldn’t you be wincing in pain? you asked yourself internally, feeling your skin growing hot and the arousal beginning to pool in your panties. could she tell the effect she was having on you?

you risked glancing down at her, only to meet her eyes. shit. you thought. she totally knows.

“do you need to take a break?” she asked.

“n-no” you struggle out, voice breaking and doing nothing to give any illusion of composure you hoped you had.

“alright well, we’re halfway to being done so just sit tight.”

you almost wanted to laugh in that moment, but held back nonetheless. you chose to nod instead of embarrassing yourself any further with your own words.

she resumed her work and that same delicious pain spread through your body again, you couldn’t help but clench your legs at the sensation. you might as well have been fighting for your life with how hard you were preventing any moans from slipping out.

you prayed to any force in the universe that her work would come to an end, completely certain you had ruined your panties beyond saving. they had to be soaking wet at this point. somehow your prayers were answered when the sensation came to an end and you felt something wet hit your chest. you looked down to see what it was, seeing it was a solution from the spray bottle that had been on the table beside her the entire time. you must’ve been too caught up in the moment of the sensation coming from the tattoo gun in her dainty hand to notice it being used any prior time. she wiped up the solution with a paper towel, humming in approval upon seeing her finished work.

she reached for the handheld mirror beside her, rising from her seat and joining you on your chair, before turning it to face you awaiting your reaction.

you gasped quietly, smiling widely when you saw it. it was exactly what you wanted.

“i love it! thank you!” you spoke excitedly to her.

she clapped her hands twice at your response, clearly happy with your praise. “I’m so glad to hear! this piece if so beautiful, much like the new owner adorning it.” she shamelessly flirted with you. “you were the perfect client too, you barely needed any breaks.. plus, your reactions were quite interesting.” she teased.

you face flushed in embarrassment, turning away from her heavy gaze.

“don’t get shy on me now, not after you put on that show for me.” she said grabbing your chin, forcing you to look at her again.

you held back a moan when you met her gaze, her pupils were completely blown out with lust.

she stared at you silently for a second, clearly having some sort of inner turmoil. she hesitated before speaking up again.

“would it be okay if i kissed you?” she asked you, voice barely above a whisper.

“please..” you whined pathetically in response.

you held back a moan when you met her gaze, her pupils were completely blown out with lust.

with your verbal approval she finally leaned in and connected her lips with your own. her lips were so soft, and they fit your own so perfectly it was as if you were made for each-other. she pulled you onto her lap in a swift motion, deepening the kiss. you couldn’t help but moan against her lips, which clearly brought her great amusement.

she pulled away for a moment, allowing the both of you to catch your breath.

“do you remember the offer i made to you last time?” she asked, searching your eyes for an answer.

“it’s about all i could think about this whole time..” you answered honestly. she laughs for a moment, pleased with your answer.

“would you like to make that happen? right here and now?” she asked.

“here? in your studio? won’t people hear?” you answered her, slightly worried about exiting the studio with every pair of eyes watching your every move, knowing exactly what had happened behind the closed door.

“the studio will be closed in a couple minutes, plus the others have finished up with their last clients already. it’ll only be chaeyeon, and you and i.” she spoke softly, hand absentmindedly rubbing along your forearm leaving goosebumps in its trace.

you nodded for a moment, silently weighing your options out. “i don’t see why not” you finally responded

“if its ever too much just tell me and i’ll stop.” her voice was so soft, holding nothing but a genuine concern for your comfort. you nodded to answer this time, which didn’t satisfy her like previous times.

“no. i need your verbal consent here. promise me you’ll tell me.”

“alright, alright. i promise.. just, please touch me.”

she did just that. placing open mouthed kisses along your neck, biting and sucking between each movement. a string of quiet gasps and moans falling from your mouth as she marked up your skin. your hands sat alongside your body, unsure if she wanted you to touch her as well. your thoughts were cut off when she grabbed at your wrists to move your hands to rest on her boobs.

“you can touch me too, you know. i want you to.” she whispered, lips brushing against the shell of your ear. feeling her breath as she spoke sent a shiver up your spine. now with her confirmation you gave her breasts an experimental squeeze, causing a quiet moan to fall from between her swollen lips.

gaining a burst of confidence from her response, you reconnected your lips, a more feverish desperate pace to this kiss. her hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you deeper into her lap. you couldn’t help but instinctively grind against her, moaning helplessly against her.

she pulled away, breathing heavily chest heaving attempting to catch her breath.

“you getting off on my thigh now? like the slut you are?” she challenged you, gazing up at you with her eyes glazed over, completely entranced by your every move. your head fell into the crook of her neck nodding wordlessly in response, too encapsulated in the delicious friction your needy pussy was finally receiving.

she hummed in approval, watching you work yourself on her. those hands you had been ogling the whole time reaching up to play with your nipples, twisting and pinching them eliciting desperate high pitched noised from your mouth in response that only further spurred her on.

“you never told me you had these pierced. had to try so hard not to take you the second i saw them. you filthy whore, keeping dirty little secrets from me already.” her words shot a similar electricity to your core as the tattoo gun from earlier. you certainly weren’t going to last long. not with the friction from her thigh, her skillfully playing with your nipples, the biting on your neck, and the powerful degrading words she kept uttering.

“you gonna cum from me already? make a big mess of yourself before I’ve even taken my clothes off? before I’ve ridden your body completely of your own clothes?” she spurred you on, drinking in every move you made. you were a breathtaking mess and she couldn’t get enough of this view. although impossible, it was as though she was tattooing your every move into her brain. never wanting to forget the sight before her.

“cum for me pretty girl, show me how pretty you are falling apart.” with that 1 of the strongest orgasms you’ve ever experienced hit you like a tidal wave. your vision went black, mouth open in a silent scream, walls clenching desperately around nothing. the rolling of your hips coming to a complete stop.

“good girl, did so well. so pretty”. she whispered, leaving gentle kisses on your shoulder as you came down from your high.

“but we’re not finished just yet, we’re just getting started.” she nipped your shoulder playfully after she spoke, giving her words further emphasis that you were in for a long session. you almost couldn’t grasp the fact that this was real. the woman you deemed unreachable wanted you. was ravishing you. in her studio. it made you feel so good, so wanted.

“you with me?” she asked, checking to see if you were ready for more.

“i’m with you.” you answered back

“good, because you made quite a mess of my jeans.” she said pointedly, making you look down in wonder. your cheeks flushed in embarrassment upon seeing the large wet spot that had spread on her leg.

“hey now, don’t get all in your head about it. its actually pretty hot i did that to you.. but i do wanna take these clothes off before we do anything else.” she teased you.

she really loved to make you feel shy.

you both stood for a moment, to strip down fully. it wouldn’t exactly be the easiest to do that while sitting on that chair. you eyed each other like predators hunting its prey, drinking in every inch of skin revealed. clothes carelessly being left on the floor, making a mess that would only be thought of later.

before you could process it she shoved you against the wall, taking your lips between hers once again. you shamelessly groped at each others now nude forms. your movements were both sloppy, minds too lust clouded to make carefully calculated motions. she pulled back, placing a chaste kiss on your lips before dropping to her knees before you.

“what-?” you began to question her, only to be quickly cut off.

“i need to taste you, i might die if i have to wait any longer.”

she gazed up at you like in what felt like all too long ago when she was inking your skin up, through her heavy lashes and hooded eyes. the sight was truly more beautiful than anything that even the most talented artist could dream of creating.

your chest heaved in anticipation as she placed short, soft, kisses along your inner thigh. close to where you wanted her most, but not quite reaching there.

thats when you felt it. a long, experimental stripe being licked across your slit. your head fell back with a loud moan. she was practically grinning like a cheshire cat into your core, clearly proud to elicit such response when barely even touching you.

she drank you up like she was stranded in a desert without water for miles, as though you were the last drop of water on this earth. your head was so empty, 1 single thought passing by; if chaeyeon was still here you would definitely need to give a tip specifically to her to make up for the all too loud noises you were making right now. but something about the idea of her sitting out there, hearing your pornographic sounds turned you on further.

that thought was quickly tosses out of your brain when you felt a finger enter you, hearing the groan that fell from eunbi’s mouth.

“god you’re so wet, sucking me in like it’s nothing.” her filthy words sending a shockwave of pleasure through your body, along with her actions.

her lips wrapped around your clit, sucking harshly as she slipped another finger in, and then a third. her pace was fast and harsh, but so so perfect. before long you felt that familiar pressure building up inside of you, loud, long moans falling from your open mouth.

she pulled you further into her touch, maintaining the pace she had set before, drawing another strong orgasm out of you. your walls clenched erratically, this time around her fingers. she moaned into you, you almost flinched away at the vibration it sent straight to your already oh so sensitive clit. it almost caused your legs to give out.

she slowed her pace gradually to a total halt, pulling away from you, but not before placing a kiss onto your clit. you hissed at the sensation, still too sensitive from the orgasm she just given you. her face was totally ruined, your cum coating the lower half of it and she couldn’t help but grin up at you because of it.

“you taste so good. i could eat you eat every second of every day in the week. its completely addictive.” she had quite a way with words, thats for sure.

you reached to push any stray hair out of her face, admiring her beauty as you regained feeling in your legs again.

“are you still doing alright?” she asked you again, maybe you had been staring at her silently for a little too long. you couldn’t help yourself, you couldn’t get enough of her.

“you know, you don’t need to keep asking me that. if i wasn’t okay i wouldn’t still be here.” you teased her this time. thats a first.

“maybe that’s true but i just want to make sure you feel good.” you couldn’t help but laugh at her this time.

“are you serious? good doesn’t begin to cover it. you’re perfect.”

it was her turn to grin at your praise.

“you flatter me.” she joked back. you helped her get to her feet again, before it was your turn now to push her back like she did to you before. her knees hit the back of the chair you were seated on earlier, and you pushed her to lay flat on her back.

her eyes questioned you, but she did nothing to stop your movements.

“what’re you up to?” she questioned.

“i’ve already came twice, it’s my turn to make you feel good” she smiled softly at your words.

“babe. making you feel good DOES make me feel good, i could probably cum untouched if you kept making such pretty noises for me.” there she goes again, making you feel shy, and just when you thought you were getting the control.

“.. but, who am i to stop you?” she grinned up at you.

you took her lips with yours to shut her up, she’s far too smug for you me liking right now. you wanted to make her fall apart for a change. you moved your kisses further downwards to her neck, marking her like she did to you earlier. her skin was intoxicating, you could really love yourself with her.. well. more than you already were.

you continued trailing your kissing down further, leaving gentle bites and pretty purple bruises in your path. you stopped at her chest, places a kiss to the swell of her breast before taking the nipple into your mouth, sucking gently. while one of your hands held her hip, the other kneaded the flesh of her other breast, relishing on the softness of it. sighs of pleasure fell from her lips, spurring you on. a particularly higher moan came when the metal of your tongue piercing came into contact with the erect nipple you held in your mouth. oh. right. you forgot about that for a moment. the reason any of this was happening in the first place. how could that have happened. you gave a quick pinch to the one nipple while removing your mouth from the other, leaving a soft kiss to it.

“more..” she uttered, gazing at you. you understood now why she liked watching you fall apart those 2 times now that you got to see her doing so for you. you hadn’t even fully had your way with her yet and she already looked a mess. you dragged your kissing, sucking, biting down lower. pushing her legs apart so you could finally get to give her what she truly wanted from you. you gave a barely-there kitten lick to her clit. she gasped at both the sensation of your tongue and the cool metal that adorned it. the metal she put there. she placed her hand to the back of your head, forcing you to make further contact with her soaked core. you definitely weren’t complaining though. far from it.

you were a desperate moaning mess as you ate her out, if you were capable of thinking of anything other than making her cum you would be embarrassed beyond belief right now. you were definitely making more noise than her at this moment. partially because you were so far gone in your own lust that you didn’t think to hold back any more, and also because she was trying to keep more quiet so as to hear your sounds. she definitely wasn’t quiet though, the steady stream of pretty moans proved that.

she whined every time your piercing came into contact with her clit, tongue flat against her running along it while you sucked harshly. you inserted two fingers, dedicated to the job of making her scream for you, satisfying her completely. you pumped them in and out at a good even pace, constantly hitting her gummy walls and reaching the spot that made her lose her mind more with every thrust. she reached her free hand down to interlace fingers with your own free hand. a very intimate gesture, your chest swelled in pride. you were making her feel this good. moan this loud. crave your touch. just like she made you crave her.

inserting a third finger made you wonder what it would be like to be her girlfriend, you would do anything for her. she could ask you to jump off a cliff and you would do so in a heartbeat. she was too good for you, and yet here she was moaning your name over and over again before you. it felt like a dream. the way her walls fluttered around your fingers also was too good to be true.

“y/n i’m so close. please make me cum. please, please!” she exclaimed. you followed her command, quickening your place.
“oh- oh god” she struggled to speak this time, you could tell she was just teetering so close to the edge, it was getting hard to continue thrusting your fingers into her. your wrist was getting sore, and she was clenching around you so tightly.
“y/n i’m cumming!” she warned, before screaming your name repeatedly when her orgasm finally hit her.

you moaned onto her, the taste of her cum leaking onto your tongue driving you completely wild. her breathing was heavy when you finally removed yourself from her abused hole. you finally got to get a good look at her, totally fucked out. you wished you could take a picture to remember this moment forever.

“c’mere.” she spoke softly, gesturing for you to join her on the seat. you did so, giving a quick kiss to her lips before laying down and resting your head on her plush chest. she hummed, satisfied with the position, although it was cramped due to the size of the chair, it was perfect.

“that was amazing.” she told you, breathlessly. you agreed with a short hum.

“so.. how about we go on an actual date? as amazing as this was i would love to actually like, get to know you.” she asked you, a little afraid you would reject her.

you smiled up at her in response to her new offer.

“i’d love that.”

[dark-elf-writes]

Harry sees how badly being stuck in Grimmauld Place is affecting Sirius and does what Touya had him do the second he got back from his third year with the sound of his mothers scream playing on repeat.

He takes him out of the prison of his childhood to walk around London at night under glamour charms. He takes him site seeing and recites the information Touya is reading off to him for every stop. He drags Sirius into all the stores open that late and collapses in a heap of laughter when Sirius throws on a bright purple boa with a cowboy hat to make him smile. Piles band T-shirts in the basket if Sirius so much as looks at one and covers his ears when he says he doesn’t even know the newer bands. Sirius acting so offended when Harry says he doesn’t listen to music much and drags him to a record store to hear the “classics.” Harry sneaking in records matching the album art on the band t shirts because Sirius sounded sad when he said he hadn’t listened to the new ones. Didn’t get a chance when he was in prison and facing his demons in the worst of ways. Sirius staring at Harry’s mess of wild hair as he’s dragged into a gift shop and promptly has a mug in the shape of a dog shoved at him. Harry looking just like James but acting so much like Lily when she took him, James, Remus, and Peter out to muggle London and refused to here their denials as she bought them all tacky tourist shirts.

Just Harry and Sirius having a night together where they have fun and bond over crappy karaoke singing and greasy dinner food. Harry wheezing at Sirius’ singing and just barely getting out that he sounds like a husky “talking” before breaking out into laughs again. Harry having a running stream of commentary going on in the back of his head as Touya cracks jokes.

Harry slipping into Sirius’ room after one of his many screaming matches with Molly (understandable, really. Harry would be angry if he had finally escaped Privet Drive and had to go back. He was angry every summer he spent locked away in that house. That prison. If it hadn’t been for Touya…. Well Harry didn’t want to think about that.) with mischief in his eyes and a wand that wasn’t his twirling between clever fingers.

“I’m breaking you out of here.”

It was a stupid plan. A terrible stupid plan that could end with him in Azkaban and Harry dead if they weren’t careful but…

James had always had the same smile when he was thinking of a new prank. Lily’s eyes had always glinted the same way when she got them back with no one being the wiser.

And Sirius…. Missed them.

Missed his friends. Missed being young and stupid without a care in the world. Missed fresh air on his face and the realization that he had forgotten how his mother’s face twisted when she yelled at him. Missed freedom.

So he took Harry’s hand and let his godson lead him down the path of mischief.

(How exactly Harry had gotten so good at glamours and notice me not charms was probably something that a reasonable adult would be worried about but…

Sirius remembered how thin Harry had looked at thirteen. How he had stopped to help a stray when he looked half starved himself. He remembered too how he had snuck around himself as a kid, slipping care packages and letters and dirty magazines under his parents noses.

Survival for kids like him and Harry came in many forms and few of them were palatable to the people who had grown up with loving parents and the idea that people were inherently good.)

So, wearing different faces and laughing under their breaths with excitement, they left Grimmauld Place and the shadows it held for a night on the town.

[moodooivy]

Salt AUs

(I apologize for the lack of posting. I have been lacking in motivation for awhile and a suffering art block. I've been busy with stuff like school and have been trying to get back into the habit of posting more frequently again But for now, I present to you all a complete list of the Salt AUs. AKA, my list of female Sans AUs. I'm only giving names for some because I don't have ideas but still want to share their name) Peace is fem Passive. 3' 2'' She is shyer than Passive. She is delicate and demure. She loves to make little flower crowns. Her colors are of a much softer and brighter purple. Like a lavender shade. Nightshade is fem Nightmare. 4' 0'' She hates men and anyone that looks traditionally masculine. She dislikes owls and likes cats. Her tentacles have little suction cups along the tips. Sass quen. Erratum is fem Error. 3' 7'' She wears sunglasses and a feather boa. Crucifix is fem Cross. 3' 11'' Dusk is fem Dust. 3' 3'' She wears a cat hoodie. She is secretly very cutesy. She likes bright colors like purple and pink. Total dandere. Pegasister. Kibbe is fem Killer. 3' 6'' She wears a bunny hoodie. Horary is fem Horror. 5' 6'' She wears a dog hoodie. I imagine her as being the only Salt that is tall enough to be able to look her Sans counterpart in the eye. Shuttered is fem Shattered. 3' 11'' Dawn is fem Dream. 3' 3'' She is the most emotionally driven Star Salt. She's afraid of cats and likes owls. Ivy is fem Ink. 3' 4'' Loves to use ribbons and bows. Loves to draw plants and flowers. Has a little ink wig. Beryl is fem Blue. 3' 0'' Beryl is the smallest out of everybody, including the Sanses. Pegasister (Her fav is Fluttershy). Petite queen. She likes to make churros. Never wears makeup, still looks perfect. Switch is fem Swap. 3' 4'' Lulu is fem Lust. 3' 5'' Fang is fem Fell. 3' 5'' Sassy lady. Clarity is fem Classic. 3' 4''

Chiato is fem Ccino. 3' 2'' Sometimes wears a maid outfit.

Gael is fem Geno. 3' 5'' Realm is fem Reaper. 3' 7'' Fresco is fem Fresh. 4' 8'' She is nowhere near as tall as Fresh, but she is tall compared to the other Salts. Error totally thinks she's hot. Scilla is fem Science. 3' 2'' Total nerd girl. (As per usual I don't care what you use them for. These Salts are only partially my creations. I just took the original characters, made them female with a new name, and gave them my own personal spin to them. I will post their designs later) Undertale: Toby Fox Blue: Popcornpr1nce Fell: Undertale community Ink: Comyet Dream: Jokublog Nightmare: Jokublog Geno: Crayonqueen Error: Crayonqueen Fresh: Crayonqueen Horror: Sour-Apple-Studios Killer: Rahafwabas Dust: Ask-Dusttale Lust: Nsfwshamecave Reaper: Renrink Cross: Jakei95 Ccino: Black-Nyanko Science: HolyTraitor

[lithuanianking]

Someone said my art reminded them of family guy yesterday. I don't quite understand. I'm not taking any offense to it I don't necessarily understand?(they claimed this about the first one) I think it might he because it's a cartoony art style but it still has all basic humanoid features (except the hands which are 4 instead of 5) to elaborate,in cases like eddsworld and such they don't have noses or how some animators on YouTube don't include eyes or mouths. But it still contains cartoony elements and the features are still slightly exaggerated. Not sure that's just my interpretation.

I will no exsplain each drawing

1.

Indented to be characters Spike and Darkstar from epithet erased. I picture them being close friends because they allways are kinda near eachotther on missions and in fanart. I didn't draw them in any cannon outfit because for Darkstar it's just a hoddie and I find the hoods somewhat difficult to draw and there's so many characters whith hoddies in media's I confuse. I wanted Darkstar to be way under dressed and Spike to look way cooler than him because I have a joke of slandering Darkstar (which I will not elaborate on for the time being) so I took some elements from different subcultures for her outfit but tonned it down a ton so it doesn't necessarily look like she's really apart of any kinda? Not sure.Darkstar looks like he's wearing pajamas kinda. Someone really enjoyed these disigns exspicly the skirt and mismatched socks they were very happy about that skirt.

2.

I have a human disign of fresh sans because he's my favorite and the second image is a rough sketch of it. I definitely need to draw a new version whith the mustache because previously he didn't have it.

3.

He's my dungeons and dragons character. Like most of my characters that are modeled affter me he's a ragging asshole. Not that I'm that much of a jerk at all its just more fun to play those charcthers. He originally had a pink boa,but gave him a Shakespeare collar instead.

4.

Steve martin as orin scrivello In little shop of horrors (the 80s one) I did not make his nose sharp enough or his jacket correct.

5.

Jack fain from bendy and the ink machine humanized.granted he should be much older but I decided anyone who wheres that hat everyday does not deserve to live past the age of 30,so he's about 25 in my interpretation.his nose ended up being hooked because I thought it looked super nice on him,Aldo I really like drawing hooked noses and could use the practice due to not having the best skills in general.im just starting to learn to draw hats so it looks slightly wonky. I made his outfit bright and colorful because frankly all the otther studio workers were boring be whith their sad bage baby colors(and yellow) they all just ended up blending in together even sammy lawernce who is my favorite and usually I try to make my favorites stand out more ended up looking bland. But there was no need to fix what wasn't broken considering it was perfect for that time period. But I needed a pop of color that's where jack comes in. If he's gonna wear that hat everyday he's more likely to wear fun colors and such. Probably not accurate to the time but I don't care,I gave sammy a nose ring I'm not to worried about being realistic.

That's it.wont post art for a long while most likely

[strykingback]

(Since I don't follow RWBY, I do have a general fantasy AU we can explore!)

Foraging was a common part of Megumi's life as a potion seller. She enjoyed it too, it gave her an excuse to get some fresh air outside of town. With her foraging gear, she was deep into the woods collecting the wild herbs and plants so far.

Kage was a snake faunus that followed one thing. Proper order, but at the same time he was on duty patrolling the forests that led to the Neo-Shinbaori village or any sacred ground held by the Neo Shinbaori in the case of Bandit tribes or Grimm. Which he kept to himself in a tree... noticing someone foraging for plants and the like, to which the faunus crossed his arms keeping a silent vigil over them.

A forager was incredibly important as well, creating all sorts of medicines even for the Shinbaori when away on missions that require them to be in the forests. Yet it would only be until a Grimm Ursa would slowly begin to sneak up behind the other did Kage take action... jumping off from his tree perch and immediately unsheathing his sword.

"Snake Style, First Art." He said quickly landing and dashing towards the Ursa who roared at him weaving in and out while striking the bear grimm across their body. "Boa Constrictor Crush."

[str1ped-b0a]

LESBIANS IN GRANDFEST FITS :0

this is a wip, just posting so ppl dont think im dead (inkling is not mine, she belongs to a friend)

[bboyplankton]

2023 Hip-Hop/Rap Albums

Killer Mike – Michael

Larry June & Cardo – The Night Shift

Nick Grant – Sunday Dinner

Don Toliver – Love Sick

TOBi – Panic

2 Chainz & Lil Wayne – Welcome to Collegrove

El Michels Affair & Black Thought – Glorious Game

Reason – Porches

Belly – Mumble Rap 2

Key Glock – Glockoma 2 (Deluxe)

Dave East – Fortune Favors the Bold

Conway the Machine – Won’t He Do It

Nas – Magic 2

Lloyd Banks – The Course of The Inevitable 3: Pieces Of My Pain

Armani White – Road to CASABLANCO.

BigXThaPlug – Amar (Deluxe)

Mick Jenkins – The Patience

Larry June & The Alchemist – The Great Escape

Bas – We Only Talk About Real Shit When We’re F****d Up

Nas – Magic 3

Jack Harlow – Jackman.

Premo Rice – Portrait of the P

IDK – F65

Noname – Sundial

38 Spesh & Conway the Machine – Speshal Machinery

Doe Boy – Really Doe

Big K.R.I.T. – Regardless It’s Still Timeless – EP

Westside Gunn – And Then You Pray For Me

Boldy James & ChanHays – Prisoner of Circumstance

Statik Selektah – Round Trip

Moneybagg Yo – Hard to Love

Deanté Hitchcock – Once Upon A Time

Grafh & 38 Spesh – Art of Words

Busta Rhymes – BLOCKBUSTA

Offset – Set It Off

Doja Cat – Scarlet

Shy Glizzy – Flowers

Juicy J – Mental Trillness

Lady London – S.O.U.L.

Russ – Santiago

Paul Wall – The Great Wall

DJ Drama – I’m Really Like That

Animé & Kaytranada – KAYTRANIMÉ

Hit-Boy & Big Hit – Surf or Drown Vol. 2

Tee Grizzley – Tee’s Coney Island

K Camp – Spin the Block – EP

38 Spesh – Gunsmoke

EST Gee – El Toro 2

Jeezy – I Might Forgive… But I Don’t Forget

Gucci Mane & B.G. – Choppers & Bricks

The Alchemist – Flying High, Pt. 2

Curren$y & Trauma Tone – Highway 600

BiC Fizzle – Clark Street Baby

Curren$y & Jermaine Dupri – For Motivational Use Only, Vol. 1

The Alchemist – Flying High – EP

Styles P – Penultimate: A Calm Wolf Is Still A Wolf

Jim Jones & Hitmaka – Back In My Prime

Logic – College Park

Lil Wayne – Tha Fix Before Tha VI

Curren$y & Harry Fraud – Vices

Smoke DZA – Worldwide Smoke Session, Vol. 2

BiC Fizzle – Chosen 1K

BigWalkDog – Playoff

Wale the Sage – Running From Time

Vic Mensa – Victor

Ace Hood – B.O.D.Y.

Gucci Mane – Breath of Fresh Air

J Rocc – Beatitudes

Swizz Beatz – Hip Hop 50: Vol. 2 – EP

Royce da 5’9” – The Heaven Experience – EP

Dave East & Crunch Calhoun – 30 for 30

Wiz Khalifa – Decisions

Jay Worthy & Roc Marciano – Nothing Bigger Than the Program

Rick Ross & Meek Mill – Too Good To Be True

Drake – For All The Dogs Scary Hours Edition

Elcamino & 38 Spesh – Martyrs Genius II – EP

Nicki Minaj – Pink Friday 2

Metro Boomin – Metro Boomin Presents Spider-man: Across the Spiderverse

Moneybagg Yo, GloRilla, & CMG The Label – Gangsta Art 2

Big Scarr – Frozone

A Boogie wit da Hoodie – B4 BOA – Single

Mozzy – Kollect Kall – EP

BigXthaPlug – The Biggest

Cam’ron – The Lost Files: Vol. 1

Gunna – A Gift & A Curse

Blac Youngsta – Blac Sheep

EST Gee – MAD

Amir Obè – after

The Trackoholics – Spirits

Big Scarr – The Secret Weapon

Dame D.O.L.L.A. – Don D.O.L.L.A.

Apollo Brown & Planet Asia – Sardines

Jidenna – Me, You & God

Quavo – Rocket Power

Lil Uzi Vert – Pink Tape

Macklemore – BEN

Kash Doll & DJ Drama – Back on Dexter: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape

Rowdy Rebel – Back Outside

Jay Rock & Rob49 – Crowd Control – EP

Tyga & YG – Hit Me When U Leave The Klub: The Playlist

Gucci Mane – 1017 Up Next – EP

Moneybagg Yo, BIG30, & N Less Entertainment – We Connected

Lil Yachty – The Secret Recipe – EP

Ice Spice – Like..? Deluxe

[danishkhan786]

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[sweetish-original-story]

Chapter 2

North Lucero's cobblestone streets whispered with the footsteps of shoppers and tourists. A green bicycle passes by and almost hits a crowd of high class artist, clad in big fat hats and sunglasses to "conceal" their identities.

Among them was Sammy, the enigmatic artist whose journey led her to the unassuming candy store, Estrella Candies owned by Dulcinea Pescado. Pescado? Who would want that name?

She wore a tuxedo made of black shimmering silk and white pleather, she thought it looked nice but her mother liked it so now it's boring, according to her. She had medium/long slicked-back hair "Because it's easier to do," with a mole under her right eye. Her sunglasses were simple, square and black, and her big fur boa with tinsel sparkled in the afternoon sun.

She gazed at the quaint little storefront, nearly empty except for one, the scent of confectionery delights filling the air. Who was this... Angel? Everything about him was wrong; he was shortish and round, his hair was covered in loose sprinkles, he was covered in scars old burn scars, all the way down to his calloused hands, his candy stripe apron and boring grey shirt along with those ugly distressed brown pants, the birthday cake pens in his pockets and the weird little party hat, WHY? EVERYTHING was wrong and tacky and real and RAW and perfect. He looked like a common candy king over a candy castle, sitting on his candy throne.

And his scepter? This mad man was making large hazelnut-flavored marshmallow stars filled with marzipan, lightly coated in citric acid dust mixed with powdered sugar, and dunked in molten candy chocolate, followed by a quick dip in a pot of ice water and a coating of hazelnuts and soft rainbow sprinkles. Insanity. Her heart skipped a beat. She MUST have this muse.

Sammy pushed open the door and stepped inside, her presence as striking and exaggerated as ever. She sauntered towards Dulce, whose hands were busy crafting "Estrella Dulce." The candy-maker glanced up, his expression a mix of curiosity and surprise.

Sammy's words flowed like a river of dreams while she gestured with an old photograph she picked up on the edge of his counter, "...I want to make you a star."

Dulce, momentarily baffled, blinked and stammered, "What? I'm sorry you might be confused. I make candy stars, I'm not a star."

Sammy's eyes sparkled with an hungry glint. "Let me show you what I see in you."

She raised her camera, capturing the magic of Dulce's candy-making in action. Gold dust flowed from his fingertips and hot molten candy bubbles may as well have been gentle soap bubbles floating on a feather. His weight hid Heraclean strength, only visual when he carried boxes stacked high with sugar and when he carefully massaged the taffies. Big, soft, strong scarred arms.

*click*

Her lens became a bridge between the mundane and the extraordinary, revealing the artistry and passion in each stroke and confectionary creation. Her nose was full of sugar. Her mouth was full of chocolate.

An hour had passed when Dulce finally saw the results, entranced by the transformation of his work into fine art. "Who are you?" he inquired, his voice touched with wonder.

Sammy lowered the camera, her eyes locked onto his. "I'm Sammy," she introduced herself with a smile. She pointed to the billboard outside the store, a captivating design for a fragrance company. "That's what I do, and I see the same potential in you."

Throughout their conversation, Sammy nibbled continuously on the sweet succulent candy, as if she hadn't eaten them in years, she hadn't, unknowingly binging and indulging herself in the aromatic and sweet delights.

When Dulce expressed concern about the price of her indulging, Sammy reached into her bag, producing an envelope filled with Sellshells: all paperback, fresh from the bank. He never seen new ones before: without the smell of sweat and food, no stains, no notes or tears. It still smelled of salt.

It resembled something otherworldly to him, he must have been dreaming. She placed it on the counter, and it was more than enough to cover the store's rent for three months, with extra to spare.

"Wait, this is more than-"

She quickly shook his hand and had already left the shop.

Dulce was left both bewildered and fascinated, holding a mostly blank card in his hand, except for Sammy's name and number. Samuela Giovanni.

It was an introduction to a world he had never imagined, one where candy-making could become an art form, and where he might find the acceptance and companionship he had always yearned for.

Maybe they can see in him what his father did. Maybe he doesn't have to be alone anymore.

"That girl is strange. I think I like her." He whispered to himself, alone in the shop again.

Their paths had converged in a way that was nothing short of magical, leaving both of them with questions and possibilities as sweet and tantalizing as the candies themselves.

[apnavaishnodhaba]

Best Restaurant in

Introduction

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In this article, we will explore the culinary wonders of Apna Vaishno Dhaba and why it has become a favorite dining destination for locals and visitors alike.From the ambiance to the mouthwatering menu, let’s delve into what sets this restaurant apart.

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Whether you are a vegetarian or a non-vegetarian, Apna Vaishno Dhaba has a plethora of options that cater to all dietary choices.

FAQs about Apna Vaishno Dhaba

Q1: What cuisines does Apna Vaishno Dhaba specialize in?

Apna Vaishno Dhaba specializes in North Indian cuisine, offering a wide range of vegetarian and non-vegetarian dishes. The restaurant is particularly renowned for its Punjabi delicacies and tandoori preparations.

Q2: Does Apna Vaishno Dhaba offer home delivery services?

Yes, Apna Vaishno Dhaba provides efficient home delivery services, allowing customers to relish Our favorite dishes in the comfort of our homes. The restaurant ensures that the delivery is prompt and the food retains its freshness.

Q3: Is Apna Vaishno Dhaba suitable for hosting events and gatherings?

Absolutely! Apna Vaishno Dhaba is an excellent choice for hosting events, family gatherings, and celebrations. The restaurant offers ample seating capacity and a pleasant ambiance, making it an ideal venue for creating memorable moments.

Apna Vaishno Dhaba: A Culinary Paradise in Zirakpur

Apna Vaishno Dhaba has undoubtedly carved a niche for itself in the bustling culinary scene of Zirakpur. With its emphasis on serving flavorsome dishes made with love and passion, the restaurant has won the hearts of food enthusiasts across the city.

The commitment to using high-quality ingredients and authentic recipes ensures that every meal at Apna Vaishno Dhaba is a delightful experience. Whether you are a local resident or a traveler exploring Zirakpur, a visit to this restaurant is a must to savor the true essence of Indian cuisine.

An Array of Vegetarian Delicacies

For vegetarian food enthusiasts, Apna Vaishno Dhaba is nothing short of a paradise. The restaurant takes great pride in its assortment of vegetarian dishes that are as flavorful as they are nutritious.

From classic vegetarian curries like Dal Makhani, Shahi Paneer, and Aloo Gobi to delectable bread like Naan and Roti, every dish is prepared with the perfect blend of spices and culinary finesse. The chefs at Apna Vaishno Dhaba have mastered the art of vegetarian cooking, resulting in a menu that caters to both traditional and contemporary tastes.

Mouthwatering Non-Vegetarian Fare

For those who savor the taste of succulent meats and aromatic gravies, Apna Vaishno Dhaba’s non-vegetarian offerings are sure to delight.

The menu boasts a wide selection of mouthwatering non-vegetarian dishes that showcase the richness and diversity of Indian cuisine. From the iconic Butter Chicken and Chicken Tikka Masala to the flavorful Mutton Rogan Josh and Fish Curry, each dish is a testament to the culinary expertise of the chefs.

Whether you prefer chicken, mutton, or fish, Apna Vaishno Dhaba ensures that you are treated to a symphony of flavors that leave a lasting impression.

Family-Friendly Dining Experience

Apna Vaishno Dhaba is more than just a restaurant; it is a place where families come together to share a hearty meal and create cherished memories. The restaurant’s family-friendly ambiance and spacious seating make it an ideal choice for gatherings and celebrations.

Whether it’s a birthday party, an anniversary dinner, or a simple family get-together, Apna Vaishno Dhaba’s warm and inviting atmosphere sets the stage for a delightful dining experience. The courteous and attentive staff add to the overall charm, ensuring that you feel pampered and well taken care of.

A Hub for Food Connoisseurs

Food connoisseurs and enthusiasts often seek out Apna Vaishno Dhaba to embark on a culinary adventure like no other.

The restaurant’s commitment to maintaining the authenticity of traditional recipes while infusing creativity has earned it a loyal clientele of discerning diners. Whether you’re a local resident or a traveler passing through Zirakpur, Apna Vaishno Dhaba promises an unforgettable journey through the flavors of India.

With each dish crafted to perfection and an emphasis on using fresh, high-quality ingredients, this restaurant has rightfully claimed its position as the top amd best restaurant in Zirakpur.

A Culinary Legacy

Apna Vaishno Dhaba is not just a restaurant but a culinary legacy that has been passed down through generations. The roots of the establishment trace back to a time when humble dhabas were the epitome of authentic Indian flavors.

With a focus on preserving age-old recipes and cooking techniques, Apna Vaishno Dhaba pays homage to its heritage while embracing modern culinary practices. The restaurant’s commitment to excellence and its dedication to creating a memorable dining experience have propelled it to the pinnacle of success.

Apna Vaishno Dhaba’s commitment to delivering exceptional culinary experiences goes beyond its delectable menu. The restaurant also places great emphasis on ensuring top-notch service to its customers.

The staff at Apna Vaishno Dhaba is courteous, well-trained, and attentive, making sure that every diner feels welcome and well taken care of. Whether it’s helping you choose the perfect dish to suit your taste or accommodating any specific dietary requirements, the staff goes the extra mile to ensure a memorable dining experience.

Another aspect that sets Apna Vaishno Dhaba apart is its dedication to maintaining the highest standards of hygiene and cleanliness. In today’s health-conscious world, this is a crucial factor that influences the choice of a dining establishment.

Apna Vaishno Dhaba adheres to stringent hygiene protocols, ensuring that the food is prepared in a clean and sanitized environment. This focus on hygiene not only reflects the restaurant’s professionalism but also assures customers that ourhealth and well-being are of utmost importance.

As a hub for food connoisseurs, Apna Vaishno Dhaba continuously innovates and introduces new dishes to tantalize the taste buds of its patrons. While staying true to its roots in traditional Indian cuisine, the restaurant also embraces culinary creativity. Special dishes and seasonal delicacies are a regular feature at Apna Vaishno Dhaba, giving customers something new to look forward to with each visit.

The legacy of Apna Vaishno Dhaba extends beyond its delectable food and inviting ambiance. The restaurant takes pride in its community involvement and initiatives to give back to society. From participating in charitable events to supporting local causes, Apna Vaishno Dhaba has become an integral part of the social fabric in Zirakpur. This aspect of the restaurant resonates with customers who appreciate dining at an establishment that values and contributes to the community it serves.

Conclusion

Apna Vaishno Dhaba stands as a shining star among the restaurants in Zirakpur, offering a culinary journey that celebrates the rich heritage of Indian flavors. Its enchanting ambiance, coupled with a diverse menu, makes it a perfect dining destination for all occasions.

So, the next time you find yourself in Zirakpur and yearning for an unforgettable gastronomic experience, head to Apna Vaishno Dhaba and let your taste buds revel in the magic of Indian spices and delicacies. Apna Vaishno Dhaba stands tall as the top and best restaurant in Zirakpur, offering a delightful journey through the rich and diverse world of Indian cuisine.

From its enchanting ambiance to its array of vegetarian and non-vegetarian delicacies, the restaurant leaves an indelible mark on the taste buds of its patrons. Whether you seek a family-friendly dining experience, a place to celebrate special occasions, or simply a haven for food connoisseurs, Apna Vaishno Dhaba delivers an exceptional culinary adventure like no other.

So, the next time you find yourself in Zirakpur, make sure to visit Apna Vaishno Dhaba and let the flavors of India transport you to a world of gastronomic bliss.

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Life Without Colour -(PART THREE)

Soulmate AU: Your vision is in black and white until you meet your soulmate. You and your boyfriend, Steve Rogers, aren’t each others soulmates but you love each other. He introduces you to his friends, the Avengers, and a very odd thing happens.

Characters: Steve Rogers x Plus Size Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Plus Size Female Reader

Notes: implied sex but no actual smut/descriptions just the implication, this part is long so buckle down, kids nearly 6000 words of angst!

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PART ONE

PART TWO

PART THREE

PART FOUR

PART FIVE

PART SIX

The clock ticking on the TV unit was the only noise in the apartment as the three of you waited in the living room. You couldn’t look at him. You couldn’t look at anything other than your hands as you sat on the couch. Steve sat on the armchair across from you and Bucky was leaning against the wall. He’d overheard you in the kitchen telling Bucky that you needed to tell him and now, you had to... You just couldn’t find the courage or the words to tell him yet. Steve sat glancing between the two of you, “Well?” He asked, frustrated that he was being kept in the dark, “What’s going on?” It wasn’t like Steve to get annoyed, usually he was always so calm but he was worried that something had happened and he hadn’t been told. The look on your face made him stomach flip uncomfortably... What the hell was going on?

“Before we tell you,” you begin, voice trembling, “I just want you to know that I love you, Steve.” Honestly, you didn’t know if you could tell him. For years, you thought you were so brave and confident in your ability to speak the truth and now that the time had come to own up and be honest, you just couldn’t do it. You didn’t want to hurt him but more selfishly, you didn’t want your relationship as it was right now to change and you knew that by telling Steve the truth about your soulmate, you would be changing everything. You weren’t sure if you were ready for that or not.

Steve shook his head, more confused than ever. He had a feeling what was about to come was related to something that he’d been worrying about for a long time. He knew that this is what was bothering you yesterday and this morning. Whatever it was, it wasn’t going to be good. There would only be a handful of things that would cause an atmosphere this tense.

“Just tell me.”

“Steve... uh... At the party last night, something happened.” Your hands clenched together, trying to draw strength and courage from them, “When... uh, when you... When we...” You couldn’t. Weak. Coward. Pathetic. In that moment, you felt the guilt crushing down on top of you as Steve questioned what had happened and it was Bucky who spoke next.

“(y/n)’s my soulmate,” Bucky interrupts, having had enough of your stalling, “I’m theirs too.” So much for easing the blow. If only you had been brave enough to tell him then you could have softened it around the edges but no, Bucky stepped in to sharpen the knife before metaphorically digging it into Steve’s flesh, “We’re soulmates.” And he twists the knife before ripping it out.

Tears burned at your eyes as you stared at your hands, heart hammering against your chest hard. My god, you were terrified. Your mind raced and you almost felt like the guilt was suffocating you, wrapping around your body like a boa constrictor. What made it worse is that a minute had passed by and Steve hadn’t said anything; he was still and silent. You took a deep breath before raising your head to look at him. He was staring directly at you, face hard yet emotionless. You couldn’t read him. He had been waiting for you to look at him and look into those impossibly bright eyes, “Is this true?” All you can do is nod as tears fall down your cheeks.

His cheeks puff as he blows out a long breath. He shakes his head when you say his name, a silent signal to just stop; a signal to leave him alone for a minute. You studied his face and his reactions, trying to gauge how he felt but you couldn’t. He was frowning but didn’t look angry but you couldn’t figure out how he felt. It was another few minutes of silence before anyone moved. With a sigh, Steve stands and walks over to Bucky. He says something to him quietly, Bucky nods and says a few words back before clapping him on the shoulder and walking past you. His eyes meet yours for a split second before you look back to Steve who’s staring out of the window, looking at the busy city.

You hear the door close meaning that Bucky has left and you try and talk to Steve again, “I’m sorry.” Tears are building in your eyes again once you know that you’re alone with each other and you allow yourself to break a little.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” His voice is hard but it isn’t angry. There’s a waver of upset but no immediate burning anger, “I asked last night and you didn’t say anything. You lied, (y/n).” From day one, Steve had told you how important honesty is in a relationship and it was so important for you too. You’d been lied to before and kept in the dark before and you didn’t want to do that to him yet... in trying to spare his feelings, you shut him out and did the thing you’d promised you’d never do.

“I’m sorry... I tried to tell you but... Fear is never an excuse to lie but I was scared, Steve. I know that we’ve spoken about it in the past, we always agreed that you would be fine with it but I never expected it to be your best friend! I felt sick when I saw colour. I always wanted the first colour I saw to be your eyes and instead, it was Bu- it was his.” You can’t even say his name besides, you don’t want to rub salt in the wound.

“What were you talking about on the balcony?” Steve asks as he turns away from you, once again looking out at the city. He doesn’t want to hear the answer, fearing the absolute worst, but he has to know., “When I found the two of you outside... What happened?”

“My head was spinning from the shock, the colours; from everything so I needed fresh air. He came out a few minutes later and he said that nothing needed to happen, that he’d stay out of the way if that’s what I wanted. This is so complicated, Steve, and we were trying to figure out how to best go about it.”

“You didn’t think to tell me about it and we could’ve worked it out together?” There’s an iciness in his tone and you don’t blame him for that. You almost want him to be angry at you so that then the guilt is justified. He takes a breath, trying to calm himself down. He’s never one to anger but it hurts him. He knows, though, that you didn’t cause this. Yes, you and Bucky lied but the soulmate thing wasn’t either of your faults, he can’t blame you for that.

“I wanted to, Steve, I really did but... I couldn’t. I wanted to tell you last night but I couldn’t find the words. I wanted to tell you this morning but I was half hoping that my vision would be black and white again. I couldn’t sleep because I felt so guilty over it. If I could take it back, if I could change things, I would do it in a heartbeat.”

Steve sighs and turns to look at you. His lips are pursed and his arms are folded but his face is just sad, “I get it. I mean, it’s not exactly ideal that my best friend is your... soulmate.”

You nod, “I should have told you and I’m sorry that I didn’t.”

A bit of time passes and Steve’s sitting on the armchair again with you on the couch opposite. Things weren’t as tense but there was still a kind of unsure atmosphere. You didn’t know how to proceed and truth be told, neither did Steve. He had been dreading this moment since the two of you became serious; he knew it would happen eventually but he had hoped it be a stranger and then you’d never see that person again. It was selfish of him to want you all to himself and he knew he couldn’t; you weren’t a possession or something that belongs to him but he didn’t want to have to compete with your soulmate. Life is never easy, life can often times be cruel and unkind and that’s exactly what it was right now. He couldn’t quite believe that Bucky was your soulmate. He knew Bucky, they’d been friends since they were kids and all he wanted was Bucky to be happy... All Steve wanted was for you to be happy.

“What do you want?” He asks, quietly. Once again, he’s afraid of the answer. He knows that he can’t compete with your actual, genuine soulmate who just so happens to be Bucky. He doesn’t look at you, instead focussing on the TV which is turned off.

You look at him, confused, “What do you mean?”

He really doesn’t want to say it but he has to know, “Do you want... me or do you want-”

Shaking your head, you won’t even let him finish the question, “You, Steve. I only want you.” Steve releases a breath and you can physically see his stress relieving, “I don’t want anything else or anyone else. All I have ever wanted since meeting you is you, Steve. If I could live a life without colour, I would so happily do that with you because even though we’re not soulmates, we paved a life for ourselves and I love you more than anything in the entire world.” You’d told him all of this before but he needed to hear it now, he needed to hear it more than ever, “I don’t want Bucky... I want you, Steve.”

His eyes are glassy, full of tears, as you expel his worries, “I need you to promise me something, (y/n),” his voice is tight as he tries not to cry, “if you start to feel anything for Bucky, anything at all, you need to tell me. I can’t have you keeping me in the dark again. If we’re really serious about this, you owe it to me to tell the truth. What happens after, I don’t know.”

“Okay but I’m not going to develop feelings for-”

“Please, (y/n).” The look in his eyes, you realise, is desperation. He needs his promise, he needs the truth from you; he needs to know of any updates instantly. You nod quickly, telling him that you promise.

“If anything changes, any feelings or just anything, I promise I’ll tell you.” The pair of you are quiet for a moment. It’s a highly emotional, highly sensitive topic but the pair of you managed to cope okay with it. There’s a small part of you that wishes he would’ve gotten mad. You didn’t like anger, you hated people shouting, especially men, but it would’ve made you feel better if he was more heated.

Steve clears his throat and you realise that he’s standing in front of you, he’s holding his hand out to you so you gladly take it and let him pull you up. He wraps his arms around you and you tense up, it doesn’t feel like you should be having such a tender moment after lying and upsetting him but you relax into his touch eventually. He holds you gently and you wish you knew what was going through his head. Ironic since when Steve holds you, he’s wondering what’s going through your head. 

He presses a kiss to your forehead, “It’s okay,” he said softly, “I’m upset but it’s not like you could control it.” But I lied to you. I can’t control my soulmate but I purposefully hid the truth from you. I did the one thing I promised that I’d never do. How are you so okay with this? Why aren’t you mad at me? “I’m going to go see Bucky,” Steve said, “I need to make sure that he’s doing okay.” You feel like you don’t deserve any of Steve’s kindness and the guilt worsens.

“What are we going to do?” You ask.

Steve purses his lips before answering, “I suppose that’s up to you and Bucky. You’re both mutually connected through me so it’s not like you’ll be able to avoid each other. You might feel more comfortable seeing him occasionally but he might feel totally comfortable seeing you all the time. I don’t know. I’ll go talk to him and see where his head is at... What are your thoughts?”

You shrug, “I don’t know. Right now... I think it’s best to let all the tension die down before I spend real time with him again, does that make sense? He’s your best friend which means he’s part of our lives so it will be awkward but I want it to be... I don’t know... less awkward? Maybe time would do that.”

Steve nods, “Sure thing, sweetheart. Whatever you want.” He presses another kiss to your forehead. 

You looked up at him, confused, “Why are you being so nice?” His niceness is too sweet. You feel like you don’t deserve it so it makes your mouth curl in disgust, not at him at all but at you; at your actions. His niceness only makes you realise how horrible you had been and makes you realise that you don’t deserve it. 

He laughed slightly, “Would you rather I scream and shout over something you can’t control?” Yes, that’s exactly what I want. “Neither of you asked for it or planned for it so although I’m upset, I’m not mad at either of you. I know that Bucky will be beating himself up over it so I’m going to go talk things through with him; I’ll tell him what we discussed and I’ll smooth things over, okay?” You nod, “Will you be okay?” You nod again.

He leaves a moment later and it’s as you’re sitting on the couch, curled under a blanket in the dim light, you realise that you really wanted him to be mad at you. You wanted him to shout at you, tell you that you betrayed his trust and you broke a promise. You wanted him to tell you that he hated you; that what you did was horrible and that you should feel guilty for lying to him. You deserved that. You felt that if he had been angry; if you’d had a massive fight then maybe your guilt wouldn’t still be this bad... But Steve Rogers wasn’t like that; he wasn’t like that at all... and somehow, his forgiveness was worse than anger.

The rest of the day passed is a blur. You had originally planned to clean the kitchen and bathroom and vacuum the apartment but all you could do was sit on the couch and stare at the TV. It was an hour or so later when Nat called you, you answered after a few seconds.

“Did you tell him?” Was the first thing out of her mouth. Nat was never one for pleasantries, she much preferred to get straight to the point.

“I told him,” you said quietly.

She practically exploded into a fit of questions, “What did he say? Was Bucky there? What happened? Are you okay?!”

One by one, you began to sort through the questions, “After I came back from seeing you, Bucky was here and Steve overhead me saying to Bucky that we should tell him about the whole soulmate thing... God, it was so awkward but Steve was... Steve took it really well.”

“He did?”

“Yeah, I thought he would’ve been shouting and angry but he wasn’t.”

“That’s good, isn’t it?” Nat could tell something was still off. Your relationship had avoided ending and still, you sounded conflicted.

You sighed heavily, “Nat, am I crazy? He took the news so well, I mean he wasn’t happy about it but he certainly wasn’t angry. Bucky left and we spoke about it and everything’s okay... Am I crazy for not being happy with that? I feel terrible and the fact he’s okay with it makes me feel worse, I don’t know it’s like I wanted him to be mad at me-”

“Because then it all feels justified,” Nat cut in, “It’s a little crazy but we’ve all been there before.” There was a slight pause, “I don’t know exactly how you feel, I don’t know what that’s like having your soulmate being the best friend of your current boyfriend but I think that you’ve got yourself a rare one with Steve. He loves you, (y/n). He really, truly does and even though your vision says that you’re not soulmates, he believes otherwise. There’s not many people that would take that news so kindly and accept it so well. I think that you might always feel guilty but as long as Steve’s okay and you’re okay then I think you’ll be fine with all of this.”

As Nat spoke, you could feel a little weight lift off of your shoulders, “I love him, Nat. I love Steve. I just... I feel absolutely terrible.”

“I’m going to give you some tough love,” Nat said as she cleared her throat, “It’s not your fault that your soulmate isn’t Steve. You knew from the get go that you and Steve weren’t soulmates and yet, you actively started a relationship knowing this. Steve promised you, didn’t he, that he would be okay with you finding out your soulmate now I know it’s Bucky and that sucks because it’s always going to be awful but suck it up.  Steve’s okay with it, even if it means a little extra awkwardness, but he’s okay with it. You feel guilty but I think you’d rather a little guilt rather than have Steve scream at you, say horrible things and make you cry. You’d rather feel a little guilt than have him leave. It worked out perfectly for you and that’s hard right now but you have to realise that not everyone would have been that lucky to get a Steve. You gotta suck it up and be thankful.”

You were silent for a moment as Nat spoke. You knew that you could always count on her to give you a little bit of tough love; that’s why you’d only told her and not anyone else. Nat would tell you exactly what you needed to hear; that it would be okay, that Steve was better than the majority of people and he was kind; he was probably a little too kind and that only worked in your favour. Nat was there to tell you that though you felt guilty, you’d rather feel guilty than having your heartbroken had he left at the news.

“My god, we should’ve been soulmates, Nat,” you say with a laugh, “then I wouldn’t have to worry about the drama.”

“If you would be so lucky!” Nat scoffed, “How do you feel?”

“Better now, thanks to you. I would much rather feel this than have Steve hate me or have him leave. I just... It could only happen to me.”

Nat said your name and somehow, you knew what she was about to ask, “What happens if you start to feel something for Bucky? I mean, you’re soulmates for a reason and it’s not like you won’t be spending time with each other. I don’t want it to happen because I know how perfect you and Steve are but... it seems a bit inevitable.”

Whomp, there it is.

“You make me feel better, give me a false sense of security and then you snatch it from me by asking questions like that,” you groaned, “I don’t know, Nat. I don’t want to hurt Steve. I-I... I have no idea what I’d do in that case. All I know is that I would tell Steve and we’d work through it together, I wouldn’t pursue anything with Bucky even despite.” 

Nat accepted your answer and she could tell that you were stressed so she moved onto other topics like her and Bruce’s date that night, “I think I’ve picked my outfit. A simple black dress and heels can never go wrong, can it?”

“Nat, you could were a garbage bag and look phenomenal so whatever you wear will be amazing and you know that Bruce will be speechless regardless!” The two of you chatted for a while longer before Nat had to go get dressed for her date, “Let me know how it goes!” You said before hanging up.

It wasn’t long before Steve came home. You were in the middle of making some pasta for dinner when he came home, wrapping his arms around you from behind and kissing your shoulder softly, “Hey, sweetheart,” he whispered against your skin.

You relaxed into his touch, “I missed you,” you murmured as he peppered soft kisses along your shoulder to your neck, “How did everything go?”

“It was fine,” he said, planting one last kiss on your shoulder before breaking away, “Awkward at first but I told Bucky that it’s okay, I trust the two of you and if anything was to happen, feelings wise, then I know that you’d both tell me.” You nodded as he spoke, mixing the pasta as a way to distract yourself from getting upset, “Bucky felt terrible, it made me understand a little more how you felt - or how you feel rather. I’m sorry if I was rude or harsh with you earlier. It came as a massive shock and I know you can’t control it. I forgive you for lying, I know that you thought you were doing the right thing-”

Stirring pasta to distract yourself from crying didn’t help at all and instead you threw yourself into his arms, “Oh, Steve!” You wept onto his shoulder, “I don’t deserve you!”

Quickly bundling you into his arms, Steve hugged you tightly. He hugged you so tightly and pressed a soft kiss to your head, “What are you talking about, sweetheart? It’s okay, just take a breath.”

You sniffed and took a few breaths, “I just... You’re so kind, Steve, I feel like I don’t deserve it.”

He chuckled and shook his head, pulling you away to arms length. He looked at you, looked at your teary eyes and your pouting lips, “Sweetheart, you know how I know you love me?” You shook your head, “I look at you right now, so guilt ridden over something you can’t control, you thought you were protecting me and I’ve already forgiven you and you’re still upset. You care so deeply about me and it is so apparent in everything you do. I know that you love me and therefore, I know that you wouldn’t do anything to break my trust.”

You sniffed as Steve’s hands wiped away your tears, “I love you,” you sniffled, “I don’t know if I’ll ever stop feeling guilty.”

Steve caressed your face softly, “It’s okay, sweetheart, you have nothing to feel guilty for anymore. I love you.”

“You promise?”

Steve smiled as he moved in closer to your lips, “I promise you, love.” He kissed you softly and you instantly relaxed into his kiss. He held you tightly and soon, the kiss quickened and became much more hungry that it had been. It wasn’t long before you were turning off the stove and attaching to his lips again as you both stumbled towards the bedroom. Your hands gripped his biceps as his hands held onto your hips tightly, groping your sides and your stomach. Steve loved your stomach, he loved your curves even if you hated them. It wasn’t long before the two of you had fallen into bed, falling into the blissful vortex of love.

You woke up on Steve’s chest. You lay there for a few minutes before sighing and rubbing your eyes. Carefully, you moved out of Steve’s arms and sat up, you pulled on your t-shirt which had been discarded during earlier before grabbing your phone and leaving the bedroom. You padded out to the kitchen to get a glass of water. The guilt wasn’t as strong as it had been now, you felt a lot better thanks to Steve... he really did know how to make everything better and make you forget about everything. He had forgiven you, now you just had to forgive yourself.

Tapping your phone, you read the time. 3.42am. You saw a text from Nat from around midnight which read; Date went great. Awkward at first but quickly got over that. Surprising thing? Didn’t even talk about work once! Call me tomorrow and we’ll chat. Hope everything’s okay. You’d call her tomorrow, catch up and hear how her date went. You hoped that she would be happy with Bruce, they were soulmates though hesitant ones. She deserved to be happy after a life time of unhappiness and torment.

With a sigh, you grabbed a glass and filled it with water, taking a sip as you leaned against the counter. Usually, you’d take the glass of water to bed in case you woke through the night but something made you stay in the kitchen, silently sipping water and staring at your phone. One minute passed then another then another and as you went to grab your phone, it lit up and began to buzz.

You stopped, staring at it with wide eyes, “That wasn’t freaky at all...”

Unknown Caller flashed on the screen as it vibrated on the counter. You never answered unknown callers or numbers you didn’t have saved already, knowing that they’d mainly be junk or spam calls but something pulled you to answer this call; something deep within you awoke and forced your hand to pick up the call, press the green button onscreen and press it to your ear, “Hello?” Your voice was quiet, careful not to be too loud.

A long puff of breath came from the other end, “I didn’t think you’d actually pick up.” You knew that voice. 

The shock almost made you drop the glass of water, “Who is this?”

He chuckled from the other end, “C’mon, doll, you already-”

“Bucky,” you hissed, “don’t call me that.”

He stopped laughing immediately, “I’m sorry, it’s, uh, an old habit, I suppose. I shouldn’t have called, I-”

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose; it was harmless. “Bucky,” your voice was softer and much kinder, “Why are you calling me? Why this late?”

“I couldn’t sleep, the nightmares seem to be in full force since I’m stressed,” he didn’t know why he told you that, usually it was always a vague answer but he felt comfortable to tell you. It freaked him out a little that you were still strangers yet he found himself calling you at three in the morning, telling you things that he wouldn’t usually tell people, “To be honest, I don’t know why I called you.” 

You were quiet for a moment as you tried to process what was happening. Should’ve ignored the call, “How did you get my number?”

“Steve gave it to me months back. He said that if I couldn’t reach him or anyone on the team, to contact you. I saved your number thinking I’d never need it. He said that he’d give you my number as well just in case.” There was a vague memory of Steve taking your phone and inputting a number for ‘just in case purposes’, to be fair, you hadn’t really listened but you could only assume it was Bucky’s number, “Do you want me to hang up? I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or anything.”

“It’s okay,” you said, taking another sip of water, “I was up anyway. Just know, Bucky, that me and Steve we... we sorted everything out so-”

“Yeah, I know,” he said cutting over you, “Listen, (y/n), I’m not trying to get in between the two of you. I know how complicated all of this and I’m not trying to upset either of you or mess with you or anything. I know that sounds really convincing especially since I’m calling you at three in the morning but...”

You laughed slightly, a real genuine laugh, “Yeah, your case isn’t looking so good here,” you teased quietly. Bucky laughed too, instantly feeling a lot more comfortable now that the awkwardness had been broken slightly. It felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders, that he could relax now and just talk.

“I just wanted to make sure things were okay. I know we agreed to not really see each other or whatever but today was hard, even harder on you I bet so I thought I’d check in with you and see how you’re doing.” It touched you that he had reached out, although you still thought 3am was a little sketchy to call at , you knew about his insomnia and his nightmares. 

“I’m okay. After you left, Steve and I spoke about things and then he went to see you. When he came home, we put everything to bed-” literally, “-so yeah. I’m doing okay. How are you? You mentioned you were stressed?” Honestly, you didn’t know why you were carrying on the conversation, you knew that this would further complicate things but what harm was a phone call; it wasn’t as though you had feelings for Bucky.

“Stressed about the whole situation, I’m sure you understand,” you hummed in agreement, “but Steve reassured me that everything’s fine. He said it was up to us what happened whether we saw each other or avoided each other or share Steve on a joint custody basis.”

You laughed. Turns out Steve hadn’t been lying when he said Bucky was the funniest person he knew, he had a dry sense of humour, a sarcastic nature that toed the line with arrogance, “I’ll tell you what I told Steve this afternoon. I don’t really know where my head’s at honestly. I said to Steve that it would be better for me if we were to keep our distance just until the dust settles, you know?” 

Bucky smiles, a sad smile, “Yeah, I get that... I’ll keep my distance.”

“I don’t want you to take it personally or think that I don’t want you around,” you said quickly, “I just... I gotta put my relationship first, Bucky; I have to put Steve first.”

“Don’t worry, I understand,” he says quietly, “I totally understand.” It confuses him as to why that hurts him. Maybe it’s for a reason that he doesn’t want to admit yet or even think about. He puts it down to being stressed.

Things are silent for a few seconds and you take that as your signal to end the conversation, “It’s late and I should probably go back to bed...”

“(y/n)?” Bucky asks. You respond with a ‘yeah?’, “Would you do me favour just one? Would you stay on the line a few more minutes? I...” He doesn’t know how to tell you that you’re the first thing to make him feel a sense of peace and calm since the 40s without being too forward so he chooses to not tell you.

“Sure,” you say, realising that this man is very much still trying to heal; he was a soldier then a weapon against his will and now he was dealing with the consequences. To make matters worse, he’d found his soulmate, probably the one person that would make everything better and they just so happen to be in a long term committed relationship to his best friend. Luck was not a friend of James Barnes.

You hear him shuffling and you can tell that he’s trying to get comfortable as he pulls his sheets around him, “You know,” you say softly, “something that always gets me to sleep is audiobooks or podcasts.”

“What’s that?” Bucky asks. It’s easy to forget that he comes from a different time than you.

“An audiobook is a recording of someone reading a book. A podcast is a recording of people chatting, some talk about games or movies, others talk about current events. Give it a try. I don’t know about nightmares or PTSD or anything like what you’re dealing with but it might help a little bit.”

He smiles, “Thanks, I’ll try it out.”

“I really should go, Bucky... Are you gonna be okay?”

“Ah, don’t worry about me!” He teases with a chuckle, “I’ll be fine, don’t worry.” You don’t know if he’s trying to convince you or himself; neither of you believe him anyway, “I’ll give an audiobook a listen and see if it helps any... For what it’s worth, (y/n), I’m glad you’re with Steve. You mean a lot to each other and I’m glad you’re both happy.”

“Goodnight, Bucky.”

“Night, (y/n).”

You put the phone on the counter, checking the time; 4.17am. You’d been speaking to Bucky for around half an hour. Time flies, eh? You take the glass and walk into your bedroom, leaving your phone in the kitchen. There would be no more interruptions tonight.

Steve’s in the same position as when you left him. Slowly, you slide into bed after placing the glass on the beside cabinet and lift his arm over you again. He scoots closer to you, pulling you flush against him and wrapping his arm around you a little tighter. You would tell Steve about the phone call in the morning, there was nothing to hide with it, and it would be okay. You loved Steve and that was it; you had drawn the line with Bucky, telling him that Steve was your priority and that you’d rather not be around him until things were fully settled. You felt better as you closed your eyes. It wasn’t long before you were falling asleep the sound of Steve’s breathing.

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     <<<<About me>>>> 

☼ She/Her. Bisexual. Aquarius sun, Pisces moon, Scorpio rising. 

☼ Fav colors atm are Purple and Green.

☼ Loves~~~ Chicken tikka masala, Chicken fettuccine alfredo, Orange chicken, lo mein, Cake, Muffins, Watermelon, Strawberries, Grapes, Chocolate milk, Coffee, Water, Tea, Bonfires, Music, Volleyball, Art, Plants, Margaritas, Guitars, Stars, Rain, Swimming, Carnivals, Youtube, TV, Fireflies, Ladybugs, Butterflies, Praying mantis, Games, Having my nails done, Cars, Piercings, Tattoos, Parties, Cafes, Movies, Fashion, Jewelry, Animals, Candles, Perfume/Lotion, And a lot more.

☼ Fav animes~~~ Demon slayer, AOT, A silent voice, Haikyuu, A whisker away, Violet evergarden, High-rise invasion, Your lie in april, Future diary, Toilet bound hanako kun, Okkos in, Fruits basket, Assasination classroom, Sailor moon, Death note, Soul eater, Lu over the walls, Flavors of youth, Anohana, and Kotaro lives alone.

☼ Fav shows/movies~~~ White chicks, Friday, E.T, Boyz n the hood, Stranger things, IT, Bojack The Horseman, Girl Interrupted, The craft, Gilmore girls, That 70’s Show, Fresh prince of bel-air, Greece, Corpse Bride, Jersey shore, Keeping up with the Kardashians, Clueless, Ten things I hate about you, Alice in wonderland, Coraline, Suicide squad, Gremlins, Disney princess movies/Disney movies, Heathers, Modern Family, Scary movie, Mean girls, Scooby doo, Marvel & DC, Rugrats,The babysitter, Nacho libre, Terrifier, Transformers, Adventure time, I am legend, The office, Fear street, Bring it on, Jumanji, Girl from nowhere, Scream, Ridiculousness, Dark shadows, Pirates of the caribbean, Jennifers body, Edward scissor hands, Chuckys bride, The seed of chucky, Diary of a wimpy kid, My babysitter is a vampire, House bunny, Big mouth, Uptown girls, The conjuring, I know what you did last summer, Final destination, Friday the 13th, Texas chainsaw massacre, All of us are dead, and Goonies.

☼ Music~~~ Hole, Kali Uchis, Doja Cat, Nirvana, Frank Ocean, Beastie boys, Trippie Redd, Brent Faiyaz, Kanye West, Kendrick Lamar, Mac Miller, SZA, Childish Gambino, Cuco, TV girl, Cults, Don Toliver, Miguel, Tyler the creator, Men I trust, Cage The Elephant, Bruno Mars, Cigarettes after sex, Playboi Carti, Gorillaz, Daniel Caesar, PinkPantheress, Azalea Banks, Rico Nasty, System of a down, Shakira, Destinys Child, The Smiths, boa, Pity Party (Girls Club), MF DOOM, Aaliyah, Lil’ Kim, Usher, Alicia Keys, Outkast, N.W.A, The Pharcyde, The Notorious B.I.G, Steve Lacy, TLC, Cleo Sol, J. Cole, 2Pac, Ice Cube, Salt-N-Pepa, Ms. Lauryn Hill, Missy Elliott, Radiohead, Flo Milli, No Doubt, SWV, Summer Walker, City Girls, JAY-Z, Beyonce, Coco & Clair Clair, Yeat, Doechii, Megan Thee Stallion, Three 6 Mafia, Afroman, Eazy-E, Yves Tumor, Mariah Carey, 702, GoldLink, Lady Gaga, Dreamer Isioma, Ojerime, MCR, blink-182, Paramore, Metallica, Slipknot, The Offspring, Green Day, Deftones, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Lil Uzi Vert, 21 Savage, Kodak Black, Future, Big Sean, Tay-K, Eminem, Lil Wayne, Rihanna, Gwen Stefani, Fergie, Black Eyed Peas, 50 Cent, Nelly, Soulja Boy, Sean Paul, Amy Winehouse, LMFAO, Justin Timberlake, Ciara, Nelly Furtado, and Ashanti.