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The Best ATV Dealers in Louisiana with Baton Rouge Powersport

Are you in the market for an ATV in Louisiana? Whether you’re an off-road enthusiast or a first-time buyer, finding the right ATV dealer is crucial. At Baton Rouge Powersport, we pride ourselves on being one of the top ATV dealers in Louisiana, offering a wide range of options to suit every need and budget.

Why Choose an ATV?

All-Terrain Vehicles (ATVs) provide a unique way to explore Louisiana’s diverse landscapes. From dense forests to expansive wetlands, an ATV offers the freedom to navigate terrains that are otherwise inaccessible. They are ideal for recreational purposes, hunting, farming, and even for work on large properties. Understanding the benefits and uses of ATVs will help you make an informed decision.

What to Look for in an ATV Dealer

When searching for ATV dealers in Louisiana, there are several factors to consider to ensure you get the best service and value for your money. Here are some key points to keep in mind:

Reputation and Reviews: Look for dealers with positive customer feedback and a good reputation. Online reviews and word-of-mouth recommendations can give you insights into the experiences of other buyers.

Variety of Inventory: A good dealer should offer a wide selection of ATVs from reputable brands. This allows you to compare different models and find one that fits your needs.

After-Sales Service: Reliable dealers provide excellent after-sales services, including maintenance and repair. This is essential for keeping your ATV in top condition.

Financing Options: Check if the dealer offers flexible financing options. This can make it easier to afford the ATV you want without straining your budget.

Knowledgeable Staff: The staff should be well-informed and able to answer all your questions about the different models and their features.

Baton Rouge Powersport: Your Trusted ATV Dealer in Louisiana

At Baton Rouge Powersport, we tick all the boxes when it comes to being a trusted ATV dealer in Louisiana. Here’s why we stand out:

Wide Range of ATVs

We offer an extensive range of ATVs from leading brands. Whether you’re looking for a high-performance sports ATV or a reliable utility model, we have something for everyone. Our inventory includes both new and used ATVs, providing options for every budget.

Exceptional Customer Service

Customer satisfaction is our top priority. Our team is dedicated to helping you find the perfect ATV that meets your needs. We take the time to understand your requirements and guide you through the selection process.

Comprehensive After-Sales Support

Our commitment to you doesn’t end with your purchase. We offer comprehensive after-sales support, including maintenance services and repairs. Our experienced technicians are here to ensure your ATV remains in optimal condition for years to come.

Flexible Financing Options

We understand that purchasing an ATV is a significant investment. That’s why we offer flexible financing options to make your purchase more manageable. Our finance team is ready to work with you to find a plan that fits your budget.

Knowledgeable and Friendly Staff

Our staff is knowledgeable and passionate about ATVs. They are always available to answer your questions and provide expert advice. Whether you’re a seasoned rider or new to the world of ATVs, we’re here to help.

Exploring Louisiana with Your New ATV

Louisiana offers a myriad of trails and outdoor areas perfect for ATV riding. Here are some popular spots to explore with your new ATV:

Forest Hill: Known for its challenging trails, Forest Hill is a favorite among ATV enthusiasts. The area offers a mix of terrains, from muddy paths to rocky trails.

Bonnet Carré Spillway: Located near New Orleans, this area features a network of trails that are perfect for both beginners and experienced riders.

Sandstone Trail: This scenic trail in Kisatchie National Forest provides a great ride through diverse landscapes, including pine forests and rolling hills.

Muddy Bottoms ATV Park: This park in Sarepta is designed specifically for off-road vehicles. It offers a range of trails and mud bogs for a thrilling ride.

Conclusion

Choosing the right ATV dealer in Louisiana is crucial for ensuring you get a quality vehicle and excellent service. At Baton Rouge Powersport, we are committed to providing our customers with top-notch ATVs and unparalleled customer service.

Visit us today to explore our wide range of ATVs and find the perfect match for your adventures. Experience the thrill of off-road riding with confidence, knowing you’ve chosen one of the best ATV dealers in Louisiana.

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could u explain ur ocs and ur uviverse? theyre pretty cool but idek what their names are💗

DW I GOT YOU! I know my posts aren’t very organized so I’ll try to make this sort of an overall guide.

GUIDE TO MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS:

1. You Ate My Heart 🎀

This was an idea for a graphic novel I started in high school. The premise was a bit ridiculous (involved love spells, multiple dimensions and very abstract existential ideas) but I still am very fond of the characters and the themes of friendship, romance and depression, so I might eventually make something with them :)

Characters:

Kitty Chau/Zhou 🐈

She is the protagonist. She’s a Malaysian-Chinese student who immigrates to the USA in order to live up to her own academic expectations. She is honestly kind of a depressed and irrational person, but she also feels a lot of empathy from others. The premise begins because in a lapse of judgement she eats two hearts and ends up casting love spells on two others.

Winghead 🪽

He is one of the most popular guys at Kitty’s school. He is absolutely normal aside from the fact that he has wings on his head and no one knows his real name except for his family. He is well liked for being nice and chill to everyone. He used to date a girl named Inez (shown below) but they broke up at the end of Junior Year, and he still seems torn up about it. He is one of the people Kitty casts a spell on, and because he knows everyone in town, pretty much everyone knows when he starts acting awry.

Veel Abigail Drake 👹

She is a demon princess lol?? Kitty is jealous of her ability to express herself unflinchingly. She has some magical abilities like breathing ice and fire. She comes from another dimension (that is well known in the world, it’s just treated as like another country) and has a belligerent and extreme temper. She has a strong moral code that doesn’t really apply well in delicate situations. She is another person who Kitty spells, and bc she’s a princess, it messes up generations of politics LOL

The story seems SO serious but to be honest 90% of the time I draw these guys, it’s for the shits and giggles

2. Driver OCS 🏎️

I got really into motorsports this year (NASCAR, Le Mans, F1) so I started working on a story just to enjoy researching and writing a realistic + fun character within the world of racing!

Characters:

Santana Marsh 💥

He is half-Spanish one-quarter-Catalan and one-quarter-Irish. He was born in Louisiana but moved to North Carolina as a kid. He is 27 years old and I have written an entire backstory starting from when he began go-karting at age 8. He’s pretty much been driving his whole life. He’s competed in the Allison Legacy Series, Xfinity Series, Nascar Cup Series, and the WEC/Le Mans, and in 2024 he was signed onto the Scuderia Ferrari Formula One Team.

He’s very calm, jokey, and drives like no one else. However he also doesn't like to examine his own emotions due to his difficult relationship with his father after the death of his mother, which is something he needs to work on.

So if I were make a comic or something about him, it would be about his 2024 season, where he meets my other F1 driver characters, etc.

Logan Abujhaad 🌊

He is a rookie - two years into his F1 Career on the Mercedes Petronas team. He is 23 years old and Franco-Marocain. He has had a much less lucrative career than Santana and has a wealthy background - he grew up in Marseille. He competed in Formula Renault, Three, and Two with the support of his family.

He is polite and charming and has a lot of female fans. He’s ruthless on the circuit, and is quite promising as a rookie from his determination alone. His story follows his rivalry with his teammate and his friendship with Santana, as well as his personal struggles with his nervousness and regrets.

I also have other Formula One characters but these are the main two. You can see my other characters in this post.

I think my dream outcome for this project is to make an animated film. Who knows!!

If u have other questions or just want to add a comment feel free to send an ask!

[pxnsneverland]

Beauty and the Boss | austin!elvis x oc (part 5)

plot summary: Laura Jean Walker is the daughter to Louisiana’s most powerful mafia boss, but to her, he’s just her jail warden. When she sneaks out to the Louisiana Hayride with her friend she sees Elvis Presley perform and instantly knows something is special about this boy. Especially when he saves her from being assaulted by a townie. She thinks she’s on cloud 9 until she gets kidnapped in the middle of the night by the Memphis Mafia led by Elvis himself. Will Laura Jean try to free herself or will something hold her back from finding her way home?

Part 1 | Part 2  | Part 3 | Part 4

pairings: austin!elvis x oc

word count: 3490

warnings/notes: I finally had time to write a new part! I was literally at the front desk at my job writing this fanfiction today for my whole shift while doing my work lol. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy it and I'm hoping I'll be able to post another part before the week is up...fingers crossed :)

Chapter 5

               A month had gone with no news from my father and no money returned to Elvis. I didn't mind too much. Graceland was starting to seem more like home than my real home. Ms. Gladys was treating me like the daughter she never had, even teaching me how to prepare her family's recipes. The Memphis Mafia's other members began to act more like brothers. They were only all business while they were doing business, it turned out. The remainder of the time, they were wild boys running around, tossing footballs, racing in go karts, and generally having a good time. I even got to meet Colonel Tom Parker, Elvis' music manager. I didn't care for him. He reminded me of my father: all smiles on the outside, but sticky and shady on the inside. But Elvis trusted him, so I didn't express my worries. Still, I tried to avoid him as much as possible, especially when I accompanied Elvis to his performances. I spent most of my time with Elvis, and I quickly understood that the only thing monstrous about him was that he was a mafia leader. He was a boy with a golden heart, a profound love for his family and friends, and a passion for music. We'd go for walks around the Graceland grounds or simply relax in his room and listen to music. He would sometimes play me tunes on the grand piano in his living room and I would sing along, which always made him smile. Even though I didn't leave the property without Elvis, I didn't feel as confined as I did with Daddy.

I descended the stairs after hearing Ms. Gladys' voice all the way upstairs. I crept into the living room and saw Elvis slumped on the piano bench, forlorn. I could see he was still upset over his last performance. The Colonel dubbed it "The New Elvis." A family-friendly Elvis in coats and tails. An Elvis who appears to make a fool of himself on live television while singing to a hound dog. I'd heard all the headlines about Elvis's shows being too lude, his music being too rebellious, and how he was corrupting today's youth on the radio and television. That was all nonsense from the tabloids, but the Colonel reasoned that pandering to the skeptics would be simpler than having Elvis ignore them. I wished I could ring that man's neck for removing the brightness from Elvis' eyes.            

Gladys shouted, pacing in the kitchen, “She just went on and on about the damn dog.” Elvis looked like he was barely listening. “And I said, “Neighbors shouldn’t speak like that”. And then she said…”

              I entered the living room and sat on the arm of the sofa close to Elvis's head, which was dangling off the end of the piano bench. I offered him a little grin as he gazed up at me. “The bit with a dog wasn’t that bad, was it?” I was attempting to cheer him up, but even I could see how horrible things really were.

              “It was the most embarrassing performance of my life, darlin’,” Elvis said quietly. He moved down the seat till his head was in my lap and one of his hands was clutching the bottom of my skirt.

Elvis had developed feelings for me, and I knew I had feelings for him. We weren't dating or committed, but we were something, and everyone at Graceland knew it. I ran my fingers through his hair. “Your real fans will still be by your side. Like the ones outside the gate every day.”

              “You mean the ones beggin’ me to go back to my old ways? Sounds more like protestin’ than admiration.”

              Ms. Gladys entered the living room from the kitchen. “She wasn’t the only one who said it. All the neighbors did.” Elvis tensed up beneath my touch. “Those New York people were using you to poke fun at the whole South. Getting a laugh out of putting a hillbilly in a tailcoat and singing to a dog.”

              “Ms. Gladys, ain’t no one thinkin’ we’re hillbillys.,” I remarked, “Especially not Elvis. He ain’t never been ashamed of where he comes from."

              “Exactly, Mama.” Elvis didn't lift his head from my lap, and Ms. Gladys acted as if seeing us cuddled up together, me comforting him, was the most natural thing in the world. “God damn it; besides it was either that or I get canceled. Then that’s it for television. Colonel says I’m runnin’ out of states I’m welcome in. And I don’t need no one lookin’ deeper into anything I’m doin’.” I knew he was referring to the Memphis Mafia, but I had no idea what Ms. Gladys thought he was referring to. “And they don’t pay unless I can perform!” He took his head off my lap. “So, Colonel says I play the charity concert tomorrow night, as the new family style, then everybody calms down and we get back on track. Someone’s gotta think about keepin’ a roof over our heads.”

              Gladys scowled. “Roof over our head? Elvis, we have always managed to keep a roof over our head!” She began to storm away. Elvis followed her, and I wondered if I should intervene in their discourse.

              “Mama, Colonel is my manager. It’s his job and he ain’t never failed us before.”

              “We was doin’ just fine before that man came along!”

              “Colonel has got us all of this!” Elvis extended his arms, indicating the big mansion and many acres.

              “I don’t want all of this! You’re unhappy! I don’t like seein’ you unhappy! Laura Jean doesn’t either!” She yelled this as if it were going to aid her case. Maybe it would, since he returned his flushed gaze to his mother after a brief glance back at me.

              “I am not unhappy!”

              Gladys smacked her palms on the table, causing the cutlery to clatter noisily. She returned her attention to him. “You’re losing yourself, Booby!”

              Elvis shook his head. “Aw, hell, Mama, I---”

              “Satnin knows.”

              She approached Elvis, putting her hands on his arms and leaning in closer. “The way you sing and move, it’s God-given. So, there can’t be nothin’ wrong with it.”

              Elvis appeared to be about to say something, but Billy rushed in, saying, “Hey, EP! EP! Can we close down the movie house and watch Godzilla tonight?!” A swarm of other boys followed him, dashing through the house like madmen, generating an even bigger commotion than the one that was already going on.

              Elvis' face had turned even redder. “Don’t tramp mud in the house, Billy!”

              “But you said we could watch the movie!”

              I watched something erupt in Elvis. He appeared to be the frightening, deadly mafia leader who would have killed that redneck boy if I hadn't stopped him. Billy was shoved out the front door. “Get out! Get out of my goddamn house! Trampin’ mud in my house and doin my damn head in!” He took a few steps before pulling his jacket from the rack. With irritation, he put his palm over his eyes. “Mama, you ain’t never happy. No matter what I do, no matter how much I give you, it ain’t never enough!” Gladys had already taken the half-empty whiskey bottle from the cupboard and had begun to drink the rest. Elvis' gaze was drawn to it for a brief while. “And I wish you would not drink so goddamn much. It’s not good for you!”

He took my hand and drew me outside with him. I scurried behind him, trying to keep up with his big strides. Gladys was calling to him from inside, but he didn't stop or turn back. The boys began shouting to him as well, but it seemed as if they were yelling at walls. He seated me in the passenger seat of his purple convertible before immediately going into the driver's seat, starting the car, and driving away.

“Elvis, where are we goin’?” I inquired but received no response. The radio began playing his music as we approached the gate, where there were still fans outside. He changed stations, but each station seemed to be playing different increments of Hound Dog, taunting him until he finally turned off the radio as the gates opened. Girls grabbed the car in the hopes that he would look at them or stop and talk. His gaze was fixed on the road in front of him. His white knuckles gripped the steering wheel. I heard cameras clicking and people asking who I was and why I was in the car. We soon passed through the crowd and were on the open road, driving into the setting sun in complete silence. I wanted to ask where we were going again, but he hadn't even acknowledged that he had brought me along.

It was night by the time we reached someplace, and the street we were on was filled with lights, people, and music. This was unlike any other street I'd ever seen. There were a lot of black people on the streets, in businesses, and in restaurants. It seemed as though the street itself was giving these folks life, and it was enthralling. The car eventually came to a halt when it approached a curb.

I cast a glance at Elvis. “Where are we?”

He shut off the automobile and leaned back, exhaling a long breath he hadn't taken since Graceland. “Beale Street. I used to spend a lot of time down here. It’s one of my favorite places, one of the places that inspired me.” He finally looked at me with remorse. “I’m sorry I just grabbed you and left. I just…I don’t know what to do. Everybody wants somethin’ different from me. I feel like I can’t make anyone happy.”

I grasped his hand in mine. “You need to make yourself happy, Elvis. That’s all that matters. And anyone who really loves you will be okay with that.”

Elvis kissed the back of my hand with a smile. “You really are a wonder, Laura Jean Walker.” He flung open his door. “Come on, there’s somewhere I wanna take you.” He hopped out and came to my side, opening the door and assisting me in exiting. He held my hand as he proceeded to the sidewalk, which was immediately encircled by a throng of people. While hauling me along, he respectfully greeted and thanked everyone.

Then, a voice from above yelled, “EP!”

Elvis and I both turned to face the voice. A black man stood on a fire escape outside the 'Club Handy' building, waving to Elvis. Elvis's face brightened. “BB! Hey!”

“Get over here!”

Elvis dragged me across the street, the mob behind us. Hands were shaken as we approached the entrance, and I overheard several of the ladies complimenting my clothes and hair. Elvis came to a halt to sign a few autographs. As the performer's entry to Club Handy opened, BB was waiting there with a huge security guy in a suit. “Get him! Get him in here! EP! EP!”

Elvis eventually made his way into the club, dragging me along with him. The shouting fans outside were muted when the security officer locked the door behind us. I wasn't afraid; in fact, I could feel the adrenaline surging through me, making me want to bounce off the walls. I was generally off to the side backstage, watching Elvis' concerts with Gladys and the Colonel. I'd never been so close to the action and the spectators who showered him with affection.

BB and Elvis hugged in the way that only an old friend can. Elvis's previous worry was gone, and the brilliant smile was back on his face, and the light was back in his eyes. “Oh, it’s good to see you, BB.”

“You too, EP. What you doin’ slummin’ it down here again? I would have thought you would have been too busy.”

“Well, I needed to clear my head, and this felt like the right place to do it.” BB's gaze was drawn to me, and he nodded to Elvis for an introduction. “Oh, Laura Jean, this is BB King. BB, this is Laura Jean Walker…my girl.”

I swear I felt my heart cease beating. My girl. I was so excited that I almost missed BB taking my hand and shaking it. Of course, I had no objections to being his girl, but we hadn't discussed it. We hadn't said anything else to anyone. We'd just fallen into these roles with each other as if we didn't have any other choice. I instantly felt the urge for a glass of water. “Um, nice to meet you, Mr. King.”

“BB, please. I’m too young to be called mister anything. So, you been keepin’ EP in line?”

With a tiny giggle, I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t think anybody could keep Elvis in line. He’s too rebellious for his own good.”

Elvis rolled his eyes but wrapped his arm around me and laid his lips to my brow. “Watch yourself, darlin’. You still gotta come back home with me,” he said, making me laugh even more.

BB just nodded. “I’m glad you’re doing well for yourself, EP. Or are you…?”

Elvis released me when he saw BB was ready to get to the bottom of why he had gone to Beale Street in the first place. “It’s my mama. She keeps going on about the “Hound Dog”, and the Colonel’s got me wearin’ tails, and everybody just wants somethin’ different.”

BB rested his hand on Elvis' shoulder. “Hey, listen, man, if you’re sad and you want to be sad, you’re at the right place. If you’re happy and you want to be happy, guess what? You’re at the right place. So just do me a favor…” He fixed Elvis’s jacket. “…let it all hang out. Let it all hang out, EP.”

Elvis chuckled and nodded. “Let it all hang out, baby.”

BB led us into the club, which was packed with people dancing, drinking, and partying as if tomorrow didn't exist. Everyone seemed to be caught up in the music and atmosphere of the club. It was like freedom personified, and I couldn't help but want to join in. On the stage, a black singer was playing the piano and singing into the microphone as if his life depended on it. He had Elvis-style eye makeup and a pompadour on his head.

“Whoo! Man, he’s cuttin’ it,” Elvis yelled to BB over the din of the crowd.

“He’s amazing,” I said as the artist began to move away from his keyboard to dance with the audience.

“Sister Rosetta found this kid in the backwaters of Georgia,” BB explained.

“You should get the Colonel to book him on Steve Allen. I bet he would love that.” Elvis laughed at himself. “They would love his moves.” We worked our way through the crowd until we located an empty booth in the corner where we could sit and watch the performance. “Man, he sings the hell out of that song. I would love to record that.”

BB nodded. “If you do, you’ll make a whole lot more money than that kid could ever dream of.”

It was a terrible fact, but it was the reality, nevertheless. Even while Elvis did his share to draw attention to black musicians, there was still a racial barrier that many refused to cross. Yet it didn't mean he'd give up trying. And it was time for me to give it a shot with him. I took his hand in mine and dragged him out of the booth. “Come on, I wanna dance.”

Elvis beamingly grinned. “Really? You don’t feel out of place here?”

“Why would I? You’re with me and it looks like fun.” I took him to the dance floor and began dancing to the music. He was stunned at first, but soon joined me, drawing me closer. The heat of the crowd around us energized us both as we laughed and danced to the song together. I was performing dancing moves I'd only seen on TV, motions that Daddy would describe as obscene. But I'd never had so much fun in my life. I felt liberated, I was myself, and I was with someone who appreciated who I was as much as I did. We also danced with some of the other clubgoers and drank wine purchased for us by several fans.

It was later than I had ever stayed out by the time we were sweaty and tired. We were smoking cigarettes on the fire escape with BB. BB flung his ashes over the gate's side. “That’s a nice ride you rode up in tonight.”

Elvis shook his head. “It ain’t like your ol’ BB King bus.”

BB laughed. “Big Red. Yeah, well, I can go where I want, play what I want and if they don’t like it, I can go somewhere else.”

“Sounds like a dream,” I said.

“It is. You’ve got to be in control.”

“Yeah, well, it ain’t easy when you got someone hell bent on controlling you. My Daddy barely let me leave the house.”

“Is that why you moved in with EP over here? Childhood rebellion?”

My hands were on my hips. “No, that ain’t the reason. And I’m not a child. I think I more than proved that by bein’ here tonight.”

BB chuckled as I playfully struck Elvis on the arm. “She’s got fire in her, EP. You chose a good one, one that can probably keep up with you.”

Elvis bit his lower lip. “Yeah, well, she just kind of fell into my lap. But I’m glad she did.”

My face became heated from the blush that had appeared on my cheeks. I was pleased I had as well, regardless of the circumstances that had brought us together. In some ways, I suppose I didn't want Daddy to satisfy Elvis's demands. Would I be forced to leave if he did? Would Daddy make Elvis do it? I didn't want to leave. I was content with where I was and who I was with for the first time in a long time. The prospect of returning to Daddy's prison made me nervous.

For a little while, all was quiet before BB declared, “EP, you should have your own label, like me. You don’t do the business; the business will do you.”

Elvis sighed. “Man, I just leave all that to the Colonel.”

“So, it’s his idea? This new Elvis?”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t get it, man. Cats buy your records because they like what you do, not because you’re dressed up like some butler. You really think those kids want to see Elvis the butler at the Russwood Park gig?”

“BB is right, Elvis.” I felt compelled to speak up. It was really bothering him. “I know you trust the Colonel to do what’s right. But you didn’t sell records because you stood at a microphone in tails and a tie. You sold them because you gave the young generation what they wanted. You gave them music and dance moves and performances that spoke to them, spoke to their freedom.”

“Well, I ain’t wearin’ no tails.” Elvis bowed his head. “I just…gotta lay off the moves, is all.”

“Your moves are you, baby. They’re apart of you as much as the music is.”

“Colonel says if I don’t, they’re gonna put me in jail. And not just for dancin’.”

My breath became stuck in my throat. “They can’t prove you did nothin’. You’re makin’ honest money now. Ain’t nothin’ bought through dirty means at Graceland.”

BB cast a glance between the two of us. “She knows?”

Elvis nodded. “She knows everythin’. And, Laura Jean, it ain’t just about things I’ve bought. The Memphis Mafia deals in much more than shady money, you know that. Daddy got sloppy once and they threw him in jail for it. If I make the same mistake, everyone I care about looses everything and I get sent packin’.”

“Come on, man. They’re not gonna put you in jail. They might put me in jail for walking across the street, but you? You’re a white boy and a famous one at that. You’re more than the mafia now, EP. Too many people are making too much money off you to put you in jail.”

Elvis was paying close attention, and I could see his mind working. “You think so?”

“I know so. Colonel’s a smart man. There’s gotta be another reason.”

Elvis looked at me for reassurance. “My feelings about the Colonel don’t matter, even I agree with BB. You gotta listen to yourself. Don’t let nobody tell you what’s best for you. Only you know what’s best for you and I’ll be there too. No matter what.”

Elvis pulled me up onto his lap. “Well, then, darlin’, I think it’s time for a change.”

Stay tuned for part 6!! Click HERE to view!

[gender-not-found-404-ao3]

My insomnia is a bitch but my blorbos hold me strong so have this 3am-sleep-deprived induced thought

A Table meeting, but Gov realizes in horror that Arizona, Florida, New Hampshire and Ohio are gone. They all realize that this might be the day where all hell breaks loose and a few of em even pray in fear.

They return in pristine condotions and surprisingly not a single law was broken between the four (not even a minor one!). They just wanted slushies. So they went to the store.

The Table is flipped off and God is dead. Everyone's screaming and California bit someone. Gov is passed out and Louisiana and Massachussetts are trying their Ouija board to talk to him. The South is about to secede and the Midwest are beating each other up with corn cobs. Greg grabbed a chair and some popcorn and is recording everything and promises to send everything to Florida later.

FL, NH, AZ and OH leave the room slowly to go play Mario Kart in the game room. They're gonna have a blast watching that video later.

[aceontheline]

CaliYork Fic (Pt 16)

New York wasn't sure what Massachusetts could want him specifically for, but he saw Mass just lounging on the couch by himself. York walked in front of the man, looking for answers immediately upon arrival. Mass smirked as he stood up, handing York the T.V remote. "Pick a movie. Nothing too lame" Mass responded, going to the kitchen and making some popcorn. York was still confused but just went along with this. York picked out a Comedy movie, sitting down on the couch comfortably.

Mass came in with a big bowl of popcorn for them to share. "Why'd you wanna do this anyway?" York asked, taking a small handful of popcorn.

"It's been a while since we've hung out. Kinda missed having you around. Who else could I shoot the shit with so easily?" Mass replied, placing a firm hand on York's shoulder.

"I guess, but... Maybe ask if Cal can tag along next time?" York replied.

"Hey, if he wakes up, he can feel free to join us for the movie" Mass said, his hand leaving York's shoulder.

York still felt weirded out by this but went along with it. Sure enough, the two managed to riff through the whole movie. Like they used to... York felt a strange sense of comfort from this experience. Him and Mass continued hanging out, going back to Mass' room. It was fairly clean, just as he always kept it. York sat down on Mass' bed before being given a game controller. Mario Kart time. York picked Bowser & Mass picked Mario. Rainbow Road Circut.

After a rigorous amount of racing, York emerged victorious. Mass congratulated York half-heartedly, asking for another round. But York got a text from Cali, asking where he was. York said he had to go, but that he had a decent time. "Same. We ought to hang out again soon" Mass responded.

York thought about those words as he made the quick walk back to his own room. Cali was waking up still, but got excited once he saw York walking through the door. He hugged York close to him, making the man giggle a bit.

"Hey, hey! I'm here! Calm down" York managed to get out, all while laughing.

"See, I would. But, I want you to spend the rest of the night with me. Please?" Cali asked, giving "those eyes".

York chuckled, agreeing to the time with Cali. The two spent the rest of their time surfing through the rabbit hole of YouTube videos & cuddling. Once they finished watching videos, Cali put on some Lo-Fi music to relax to.

The next morning, York was still up rather early, despite staying up so late. He went to the kitchen and made some coffee. Mass came out along with Virginia, greeting York briefly as he also got some coffee. York went into the living room to watch some of the weird early morning programming. After a while, Florida and Louisiana saw him sitting alone and decided to sit with him. The three of them watched some "Trash T.V," which York admitted was his guilty pleasure. Louisiana actually made all three of them breakfast, and it was a lovely dish.

Eventually, Cali dragged himself out of bed. He got up and got ready for his day. He walked out and heard Louie, Flo and York all talking. Cali walked over to York and put his head on his shoulder. York chuckled. "Can I help you?" York asked in a teasing tone. Cali, with that adorably sleepy voice, begged for attention. York smiled softly, pulling out a seat for Cali. Cali ignored that and sat in York's lap. Flo and Louie teased him a little, of course. York's face was practically frozen in shock.

Just then, Mass came back from Virginia's room. He stated that he smelt some good food, asking who made some. Louie said it was him & that there are leftovers if Mass wanted some. Mass agreed, taking some leftovers and sitting next to York and Cali. Mass reveled in how good the food was before switching topics. They all enjoyed some food and conversation before Gov was calling for an individual meeting with York. They teased him as he got up to leave. York smirked knowingly while rolling his eyes.

York went in to speak with Gov. Turns out it was just to establish & explain any other news he might not have had time to cover. York gave Gov the details and then left. As York walked back to the NE side, he saw the four of them still at the table. He joined back in and kept talking.

Dishes got done & Cali and York wanted to go for walk through the town. York got on his comfortable pair of Timbs & some "chilled out" looking clothes. Cali went for a similar look. They went to town &... Somehow, Mass knew.

-------TIMESKIP: 2 WEEKS LATER-------

This was becoming a bit of a pattern. York noticed it. Wherever Cali and York went, Mass somehow appeared & asserted himself into doing activities with the couple. Mass was even throwing more subtle, flirty digs at York. York didn't do anything with this information, except... Relish in it. He sort of liked the extra attention, but he obviously couldn't make anyone else aware of this.

Cali, however, was very irritated at Mass. He knew what Mass was trying to do, so Cali went to confront him. He knocked on Mass' door & waited. The door slowly came open and Mass smiled upon seeing Cali. He accused Mass of playing mind games with York & demanded he stop.

"Um, you got any proof for this?" Mass asked.

"Yeah. You've been hanging out with my boyfriend alone a lot. Saying vaguely flirty things to him-"

"Vaguely flirting, or are you reading too deeply into this? Honestly, it's a free country. I can hang out with & say what I want to, so long as it don't hurt no one" Mass interrupted .

Mass shut his door behind him and left Cali to think more about this. Nope, Cali was thoroughly convinced after seeing Mass make any excuse he could get to touch York in a "friendly" way. Cali stormed straight over to York, explaining the interaction that he just had with Mass.

York explained that Mass could be a bit forward in his approach, so he would know if Mass was flirting. York kept making excuses already, so to hear this was infuriating for Cali.

"Oh, so you're okay with Mass TRYING to get with you?! It's so obvious!" Cali said through gritted teeth.

"I know, it's fucked up. I shouldn't keep leading him on just cause I like the extra attention. Makes me feel more... Wanted" New York slips out, immediately regretting his choice of words.

Cali didn't say anything. He just stared at New York angrily. He grabbed his stuff and said, "Then go. Go to HIM" and slammed the door behind him. York felt feelings of panic and confusion arise. He didn't truly know what he wanted, and that messed with his heart. But then, after some thinking, York came to a conclusion... Mass TRULY hadn't changed. He just wanted options in case flirting with Virginia failed. He felt like such an idiot. York angrily went over to Mass and confronted him. Cali bore witness to this, as he forgot a few things & came back to get them.

"What the fuck are you trying to do? I don't want anything to do with you anymore. The hangouts and all that flirty bullshit needs to stop" York yelled.

"I know you enjoy it-"

"Shut the fuck up. I enjoy it when it's CALI. Not YOU. You just want options in case your pursuit with Virginia fails. I didn't like it... I was just still confused about my feelings. Now I know. Leave me alone, MASSHOLE!" York screamed, shoving Mass back into his room & marching off.

Just as York started marching off, he saw Cali. Cali actually looked like his anger had quelled a bit. He sighed, stating that while he commended York for cutting Mass off, it took him too long to do it. York sighed & genuinely apologized, stating that what happened was wrong. Cali's trust in York remained wavering, but York clearly needed someone by his side right now. Being emotionally manipulated in such a manner could really hurt... Made evident from York crying.

Cali hugged York. "Just know that I love you. I'm here for you" Cali said gently, stroking York's back as he sobbed. The two remained like this for a while before York tired himself put, falling asleep while cuddled in Cali's chest.

Although, before York slept, he promised that he was going to treat Cali tomorrow. Whatever he wanted, York would make it happen.

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[cryptidsurveys]

Wednesday, August 28th, 2024.

What type of milk do you like to drink? I don't normally drink milk by itself, but if I was going to drink plain milk, then it would be whole.

Do you have a first aid kit at home? I don't.

What’s the absolute bare minimum in terms of facilities when you’re camping? As someone who used to do a lot of backpacking, I don't require any facilities. I'm even cool with cowboy camping (in a sleeping bag right under the stars) if the weather is nice enough.

How many places have you lived in your life? As far as states go, I've lived in Louisiana and Colorado. In Colorado, I've lived in a house, an apartment, and two duplexes.

Are your parents dog or cat people? Is that different or the same as you? My dad is more of a cat person. He's somewhat fearful of dogs. I think my mom is more of a cat person as well. She lives with a roommate and they have four cats and two dogs, but I believe the dogs belong to the roommate and are not her preference.

What’s your favourite flavour of potato chip? It's so hard to choose… I like jalapeno, salt and vinegar, lime, bbq, cheese, sour cream and onion…

What’s the longest your hair has ever been? How long is it now? I think the longest it's ever been was slightly past my shoulders, possibly approaching mid-back. It's very short now because I just gave myself a buzzcut.

What video games remind you of your childhood? Rollercoaster Tycoon, Children of the Nile, Mario Kart, Starcraft, Moraff Games (they had a bunch of different games - mahjong, tetris, pinball, puzzles, etc).

What does your body wash or soap smell like? Strawberries and cream.

Are there are sounds that bother you on a visceral level? There are sounds that annoy me (obnoxiously loud ads, high pitched beeping, etc), but as for something visceral…the birds at the pet shop where I used to work. One day they got to screaming and squawking so badly I almost blacked out with rage.

What was the last thing you bought online? Pretty sure it was an e-book.

Name something you always have in your fridge. Almond milk, yogurt, sriracha sauce, jalapenos, cheese…

Have you ever had to hire a lawyer? Why? I haven't.

Have you taken a walk today? Did you see any dogs? My dad and I went on a short hike at the Mountain Park. I didn't see any dogs. I saw some deer, though - not on the trail itself, but on the drive in/out as well as at the picnic site.

What vegetable do you really hate? There aren't any veggies I really hate.

Does your family have any traditions or rituals? My dad and I have some corny little traditions related to hiking trips.

If you could learn any language, what would it be? Japanese.

What was the best thing that happened today? Something that seems minor can still be awesome. Visiting the Mountain Park. The faintest whisper of autumn was in the air. It might have been subtle, but the nostalgia that overcame me was quite profound. That's one of my favorite things about nature and the cycle of the seasons - the way they evoke memories and emotions I can scarcely put into words. I was just happy to be there with my dad and to have that experience with him.

Have you ever donated money to a charity? Which one? At some point.

Did you have a large circle of friends in high school? I guess I had a decently large group of friends/acquaintances.

Would you ever get a matching tattoo with someone? My mom and I have matching tattoos, but it wasn't originally planned that way. I don't remember exactly how it went, but I got one for myself, she liked it too, probably asked if it was cool if she "copied me," and then got it for herself.

What time do you usually go to sleep? Soooo early.

Do you have a job? Not a paid job, but somewhere I basically work full-time? Yes.

What colour are the plates in your kitchen? They're not all one color.

What was the last gift you received? Easter chocolates from my mom.

What is your Chinese zodiac animal? Snake.

Are you inside right now? If you’re home, what room of the house are you in? I'm in my bedroom.

Are you good at remembering faces? I'm okay at it.

What will you do after this survey? Listen to something on YouTube until it's time for dinner.

[twilightfansofcolor]

Black!Bella (New Moon edition)

wc: 1.7k

So the summer is here and Bella is on cloud 9

Without a doubt one of the best summers ever

When her leg healed up, Charlie took her hiking just like when she was little, or they’d go to La Push to look at the tidepools or they’d just go to Seattle to visit the aquarium

Sleepovers with Jessica and Angela where they’d stay up watching Studio Ghibli movies, binge watching the Vogue and Harper’s Bazaar YouTube channels, giving each other makeovers and giving each other recommendations about skin care products

Long conversations with Renee about college

Renee thinks Bella should try a school in New York

Charlie wants her to go an HBCU

She never told Charlie that she filled out applications for NYU and a school in Louisiana that she liked, and that she was expecting to hear back from them soon

Bella and Edward would spend hours at their favorite bookstore chain in Port Angeles looking through the summer releases

They went there so much they were offered membership cards where they’d get 15% off every purchase

Sleepovers with Alice where Bella would constantly ask her what she saw in that C*nfederate 

Bella’s first few weeks of school fall around the same time as her birthday

She doesn’t have that many classes with Edward or Alice which she finds odd since Forks High is a small school

 Bella’s birthday is pretty much canon

Renee gave her a gift box of her favorite Godiva chocolate, makeup and skincare products while Charlie got her a Nintendo Switch with a few games so they could play against each other on Mario Kart.

The birthday party is still the same and ends in disaster 

Edward starts distancing himself from her, and so does Alice

Alice doesn’t wait for her outside her art class so they could walk to physics 

Something is wrong, Bella can feel it in her bones even though Angela and Jessica tell her that it’s probably nothing

Bella is bracing for whatever is coming. Could it be Victoria seeking revenge and Edward doesn’t know how to tell her?

Something worse, much worse

Bella listens to him tell her that they have to leave Forks and it takes her a minute to realize that the Cullens have to leave town without her

“In the hospital, you said you’d stay!”

“As long as it was safe for you, and after what happened at the party, it’s clearly not safe for me to be around you, Bella.”

Edward kisses her on the forehead one last time before he leaves, probably forever 

Charlie isn’t home from work so she just works on dinner in a daze with the television volume up as loud as she can stand it, NCIS blaring from the living room

Charlie confronts her when he finds out that the Cullens left town and that’s when she just cries, acknowledging it for the first time in hours

The following weeks after his departure are touch and go. 

She goes weeks without getting her hair braided, and just keeps it in a bun/poof 

Bella doesn’t wear makeup no matter how many times Charlie tries to entice her with the Vogue YouTube channel

“C’mon Bella, you love Saweetie,” Charlie said as if she were a toddler again, trying to get her to eat Cauliflower 

It isn’t until Charlie calls her mom that she snaps out of it and Renee tells her what she needs to know

“Bella, I know you’re going through a hard time, but you have other things you need to be worrying about. It hurts, I know, but moping around ain’t gonna bring him back, and you’re not the first person to be dumped. You’re getting ready to graduate high school in less than a year, and you need to start thinking about your future.”

Renee had never spoken to her like that before but she realized her mom was right, she did need to start thinking about her plans for the future

After giving herself two more days to cry it out, Bella gets right back to business

She’s blasting Flo Milli while she gets ready for school, gets a new wardrobe and is now tutoring kids in school and La Push for some extra cash

Which is how she runs into Jacob again

She helps him with biology which turns into Charlie coming home and finding the two of them watching Guy's Grocery Games and arguing about which contestant they think is getting the boot next

Not that he’s complaining. He’s secretly hoping they’d get together

One Friday night in February, Bella invites him to the movies with a few friends from school

And it starts to go downhill when Jacob threatens Mike, who got sick halfway through the movie

Jacob reveals his feelings for Bella but she has to reject his advances

She loves Jacob, he’s been so sweet to her, but she cannot handle another relationship when she’s barely over the first one

When Bella calls him on Saturday morning to apologize, he doesn’t pick up the phone or answer any of her texts but she thinks nothing of it, chalking it up to him being sick

The next time she calls, she calls the house and Billy tells her Jacob is feeling better but that he’s not up for visitors, so she takes matters into her own hands

She spends the entire morning parked outside his house waiting for him

Bella doesn’t recognize him, he’s a lot bigger, his hair is shorter and his usually warm brown eyes look cold

Jacob tells her to go home and not to come back and Bella knows that Sam finally got him like he did Embry and he proceeds to tell her how he’s not good enough for her like the Cullens and alludes to the fact that he knows the Cullens’ secret

“You’ve been lying to everyone. Charlie… but you can’t lie to me, Bella. Go home. Or you’re gonna get hurt.”

She just stands there in the cold rain, getting soaked from head to toe, and she can’t tell if she’s crying or if it’s just the rain hitting her face

She has a strange dream involving a brown wolf the size of a horse, Jacob, and surprisingly, Edward

Bella confronts Jacob again, this time almost getting into it with Paul who turns into a wolf right in front her

Embry and Jared take her back to Sam’s house where she meets Emily

Bella and Emily get along well, and she finds out Emily is from the Makah tribe in Neah Bay, but she’s an elementary school math teacher’s assistant at the tribal school

She’s relieved when Jacob comes back to the house, safe and free of scratches and they walk along the beach and catch up

Bella is just happy that her friend is back and she vents about what’s really been bothering her: the encounter with Laurent, saying that Victoria is still looking for him

“You don’t have to worry about them. We took down the one with the locs easy enough.”

It doesn’t register for a minute so she just stands there, trying to make sense of it. “Y-you… killed Laurent?”

At this point, Bella is crying with tears of joy, her mascara smearing with tears and Jacob just holding her

Their friendship is back to normal in no time and pick up right where they left off

Bella has to remind Charlie, Angela and Jessica several times that she’s not dating Jacob 

Not that she hasn’t thought about it

It would be so easy, and both of their dads would be happy, and she wouldn’t have to lie like she does with Charlie and any of her friends

One day they’re just driving around, goofing off when she sees a group of kids jumping from the cliff

She’s getting her phone out to dial 911 before Jake stops her and tells her that they’re just cliff diving

Jacob offers to take her sometime, maybe when it’s warmer out, promising they’ll start at the lower level

It’s dark when they pull up to her house and Bella starts to invite him in for dinner when she notices a familiar car parked down the street

Bella remembers everything about that car, the quiet engine as she sat in the back seat while his C*nfederate brother drove them to Phoenix, the feel of the leather seats as she slept.

They go in anyway, and Bella is surprised to see Alice sitting on the couch reading a magazine, but she needs Bella’s help because Edward is in trouble

The audacity. The sheer fucking audacity

“I haven’t heard from you in almost a year. You avoided me in the halls, you blocked my number and my email, but now when you reappear from thin air I’m supposed to help you? What do I get out of this?”

Alice insists that Edward needs Bella’s help, that she can’t do this without her

At this point Bella knows that Charlie put a tracking device on her phone, and she’s not going to risk it

Jacob begging her not to go, and she really doesn’t want to go either

Instead she writes a quick letter telling Edward not to do what he’s thinking of doing just because they’re not together, saying that she’s happy with how her life is and she gives it to Alice to pass along

Despite EVERYTHING that happened, she wants him to be safe, so Bella gives Alice the letter

“What does this mean? Would they come back?” Jacob asked after Alice had left.

Bella knows what would happen if all of the Cullens came back: more young Quileute kids turning into wolves, and she doesn’t want that to happen, but she can’t stop it from happening either

“I really have no clue, but that’s their decision, and I have no hand in that game.”

It takes three days before the Cullens return to Forks, and she’s facing Edward again one day in the woods behind her house

Bella just tells him everything she’s been feeling since he left and more

“There isn’t any hope for us, there probably never was, and we can’t pretend any of this never happened, Edward. You know that. We can’t go back to normal, because it wasn’t normal in the first place. You were right the first time, and I should’ve listened.”

It goes without saying that Bella is going to keep the secret, but she’s also going to move on with her life, and wants Edward to do the same

Alexa, play “Clean” by Taylor Swift

[dominusfero]

I see you want to do a self-ship challenge and can't choose between David, Daniel, and Jasper. I dare you to do all three.

Okay.

1. 

David: His personality, his long arms perfect for hugging and his gorgeous smile

Daniel: His beautiful eyes, his talent at violin/fiddle, his charisma

Jasper: His humor (no doubt he’s a memer), he’s got the cuddliest bod, his sense of fashion (as horrible as it may be, it’s amazing to me)

2. 

David: My baking skills. I love baking and I’m betting David has a serious sweet-tooth. We always have too many cookies, cakes, brownies in the house.

Daniel: I have magic hands (not NSFW, I took massage classes). I always manage to melt the tension out of his back and neck muscles, and he becomes a puddle when I do his thighs and feet. He’s very tense.

Jasper: (Not revealing my gender but--) Jasper likes my body, but not in a creepy way. He likes every little minor thing about my body, from my own scars to the heart shaped birthmark on my inner thigh. Plus, he says I’m soft.

3.

Since we all live together, it’d be a bunch of different pets. Daniel gets his own pet rat called Snowflake, Jasper and I share a little Dasypeltis named Scramble, and David has a German Shepard that we call Kino.

4. Raised ranch with a pool, big veggie garden and a nice patio. Stuck between bordering on a forest for the animals or set in a giant field so Jasper and I can go ATVing.

5. Do I need to? David and Daniel are both adults, their voices won’t change. Jasper’s, however, is definitely deeper than it was as a child. My best guess is: he sounds exactly like Griffin McElroy.

6. Everyone assumes it’s David, but really, it’s Daniel. He’s only ever known the forced version of love due to the brainwashing, never genuine. The first time I hugged him and he hugged back, I ended up falling asleep because he wouldn’t let me go.

7. Also Daniel. Romantically, I think it’s rooted in potential abandonment issues / possessiveness but it’s never egregious. Any other kind, it’s the same reason why David gets jealous: absurd competitiveness. Can’t ever be the worst at something, otherwise it’s Tantrum Time. Fortunately, kisses make this go away.

8. 

David: Counting Stars by One Republic (country-ish vibe fits with his aesthetic)

Daniel: The whole of “Love Like You” by Rebecca Sugar

Jasper: Blackout by Breathe Carolina (Party vibes man)

9. Yes! Okay, so the guys change all the time but I’m usually in the middle (or close to it). Daniel is a clingy s.o.b. If he isn’t latched onto me, it’s either David or Jasper. I always end up in somebody’s arms, though. It’s really nice. Jasper’s chest hair tickles.

10. 

David: One jab in the ribs and he squirms and squeals like a child

Daniel: Dude has 0 resistance to the tickles. I do not understand.

Jasper: A fucking rock (pun intended). He feels nothing.

Me: Ehh...kinda? I don’t think so.

11.

David

12.

We’re thinking of somewhere either in southern Italy or, if we had to stay domestic, probably New Orleans, Louisiana for the cuisine and culture.

13.

David: Forest cottagecore wedding

Daniel: Believe it or not, he wants a fairytale theme complete with toadstool cupcakes, pastel colored lights and simple grassy vibes. He likes the fantasy aspect of it because it feels so freeing.

Jasper: He’s stuck between Star Wars and an 80s bowling alley theme.

Me: Beach wedding so I don’t have to wear fancy clothes. Just a white swimsuit so I can go swimming right after.

14. Yeah, but the amount changes depending on who you ask. David wants two: one boy, one girl. Daniel, coming from a rather large family, wants no less than four and prefers boys. Jasper says he’s cool with one, has his fingers crossed for a girl but says if we end up with a boy, that’s just as dope.

15.

Daniel is the poet, Jasper is the cheesy love song writer.

16.

I guess my affection comes out in my cooking, but I also just snuggle/cuddle the fuck outta my boys.

David, for sure, is grand gestures. Flowers sent to work, buying candy/snacks when you’ve had a bad day, etc.

Daniel is more subtle, like meticulously folding the laundry or organizing your messy ass desk so you can actually find shit or tuning the guitar.

Jasper shows his love through bad puns and lots of hugs.

17.

To David: On cheek, forehead, lips

From David: My nose because he thinks it’s funny

To Daniel: On the back of his neck because it makes him weak in the knees

From Daniel: Knuckles because he’s a gentleman

To Jasper: His tum is fun because it makes him laugh but his lips are so much better

From Jasper: Wherever he can get to, he does not discriminate

18.

Since there’s four of us, we cuddle in a big pile on our lovely, humongous bed. Or in a pile split between the couch and floor while watching TV or movies.

19.

David: If he’s near somewhere to sit, I grab him from behind and pull him down and force him either into my lap or on top of me. Then I hold him until he feels less crappy. Kisses are involved.

Daniel: I brew him a cup of his favorite tea, give him a kiss and shoulder rub.

Jasper: He’s easy. Sneak up on him and squish a whoopie cushion with a straight face. Or kick open the door to wherever he is after blasting the Monsters Inc. Opening Meme track.

Me: I don’t have too many bad days but I do, being around my boys is enough to fix my mood on its own. But for those days when it isn’t, my boys usually make me some kind of fix-it meal (that usually isn’t very good but I ain’t gonna say anything).

20.

David: Gardening, well, veggie gardening. We love hoe-ing around together.

Daniel: Drawing and writing together. Daniel writes poetry and I design covers and illustrations to go along with it.

Jasper: Video games and meme sharing / making

21.

David: He took me out to this nice little hidden oasis deep in the mountains of the forest and we gazed at the stars. He started talking about something relating to the area we were in, but I fell asleep on him. Literally, we were laying down and I was on his right side and fell asleep with my face in his chest.

Daniel: We binged a bunch of horror movies and spent the night laughing at the stupid ways people died (or let themselves be killed). It was fun!

Jasper: I whooped his ass in Mario Kart and then we played Minecraft. I accidentally (not really) blew up his house.

22.

Camp (I was working for Camp Corp. and was sent to relay marketing information and a potential budget for the coming year, as well as mockup any infrastructure changes that may need doing)

23.

Daniel, though I will cut a bitch if anyone hurts my boys in any way. Daniel will actively murder, though, so we try not to let that happen.

24. 

YES

I miss my boys so much! David cries a lot and it hurts me in every conceivable way.

Ask me a freebie, I’ll answer it!

[lizzy-williams]

𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 2

🔥Warnings: slight angst, drug references, drug dealing, language.

🦎Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9tC-FOXioDo

In Your Arms by Sunbeam Sound Machine

((He do be vibin tho))

masterlist

𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘏𝘈𝘋 𝘉𝘌𝘌𝘕 taking care of Newt for weeks now after he was released from the burn unit, his burns getting better slowly, soon enough turning into scars. You took over his drug dealings, partly because Newt didn’t have the strength, but mostly because he didn’t want to scare away customers from the product. 

But there was something that Newt insisted on having. He wanted to have the apartment as hot as hell, heaters in every corner of his place. Without the heaters, he would say he was freezing, and it would bother him enough to where he wouldn’t sleep. 

You were getting used to the intense heat that went through Newt’s apartment. He was excited about it, mainly because it was an excuse for you to wear less clothing.

You were usually the one to tend his wounds, and take care of him. You ended up just living with him.

Finally, after 4 long weeks of restless nights and illegal transactions, he was finally fully healed, the burns and blisters turning into smoothed over scars. But he looked similar to two-face from batman. 

But even after he was healed, he insisted on keeping the heaters on, and you didn’t mind. What happened to him would most likely cause PTSD, so whatever made him comfortable was fine with you. 

You pulled up to the apartment building, people outside enjoying the nice weather. It was an especially warm day in Woodmere, Louisiana that day. You waved to a few people that waved your way as you brought the groceries up the stairs. Of course, it was nothing substantial. 

Cups of noodles, hot chocolate, waffle mix, anything and everything warm or served hot. That’s what he liked. But it was also nice for you to also get out, so you didn’t get heatstroke, but your body was slowly getting more used to it. 

You walked to the door, the black one with a white painting of a newt on it, giving the secret knock. Seconds later the door opened, stopped by the chain lock. As you caught a glimpse of his face, his eyes went soft. The door closed and was reopened. 

“Anyone follow you?” he asked, the heat brushing over your body like a hairdryer as I entered. 

He looked out the doorframe, closing the door once again, locking every lock. You went into the kitchen, setting the bags down, Newt follows, the red silhouettes, and shadows covering the area. 

“Heard from your cousin lately?” you asked, knowing he followed you. 

“Yeah, I gave her some more product. She’s got some good connections.” he leaned up against the kitchen’s doorframe. 

“That’s good,” you smiled, putting the groceries away, “How you feelin’?” you asked, looking back at him.

“Good. But I would be better if you stayed here for the rest of the night,” he sighed. 

“Newt, honey, you know that I gotta go into work today,”

“But it’s not like you need the money,” he objected, walking closer to you, now leaning against the counter. 

“I know...,” you thought about it. You really didn’t need to. He was right, “I guess I could just...,” you turned to him, your body inches from his, “Call in sick...” as he smiled at your words.

“Give me a kiss...,” he muttered, pulling you closer, his arms pulling you by your waist closer to him. 

You were only recently starting to kiss him again, but the burns didn’t bother you. You were happy to be able to touch him... love him, be close to him. Hell, even sleep in the same bed. 

“Mario Kart?”

“Hell yes,” you responded, dragging him to the couch. 

******

After you played Mario Kart, you ended up watching a few movies. You eventually ended up laying together on the couch, his arms wrapped around you from behind you as you heard him dozing off. 

You shifted more towards him. You missed this. Being able to touch him, kiss him. You also loved getting closer with Robin, you two actually spent more time together. 

You did research while he was recovering, and actually found out what was going on, and the technical name for what happened with Newt... what his “superpower” was. Spontaneous combustion. Otherwise known as extreme heat thermoregulation. 

You couldn’t explain it. But you wouldn’t dare go to anyone professional. He would test on him, and then you’d never see him again. And you didn’t think you could bare that. 

“Newt? You still up?” you muttered.

After a few seconds without a response, you sighed, picking up his scarred hand, tracing over the bumps and cracks of the scars. Normally with third-degree burns all over the body, it would take close to a lifetime to heal all the burns. But at least the pull kinda saved him from that. And you were somewhat thankful. 

But you couldn’t help but want to try it for yourself... what was your power? Newt said it himself... everyone was different. But after he got burned, he also told you one of the deadly side effects... which was that one hit would kill you. But on the other hand... superpowers. 

You slowly got up, doing your best not to wake your boyfriend as you did. You were never really one to try the product. You only ever did weed. Heavy drugs were a no-go. Were these pills really drugs though? There were no laws against them yet, and yes they were lethal, but so are knives, and they weren’t illegal because everyone has some in their home. 

You went into the back room, jumping over the large hole in the middle of the floor. You opened the door to the backdoor, making eye contact with the freezer. That’s where we kept the pills that were for you two, just in case something went wrong. 

You took a frozen pizza box, shaking a case of the pill into your hand, putting the box back in the freezer, closing it. You opened the case, taking the pill between your fingers, looking at it. 

“Curiosity killed the cat,” you joked to nobody but yourself. 

You twisted it, flinching back as you did. Your nerves were racing. It was like the first time you were about to smoke weed. You were about to be introduced to a whole new way to look at things.

You took a deep breath in, putting it between your teeth. Here we go.

“STOP!” you heard Newt yell from the end of the hallway, making direct eye contact with you, “Don’t fucking move.”

Now or never.

You suddenly downed it, the feeling of the pill going down your throat making you shiver as Newt raced towards you. 

You began to twitch and convulse just like Newt did when he took Power. You felt your insides burn and clench, the most mind-splitting headache you had ever had take over your brain. 

“FUCK!” You yelled out in pain. 

But soon the pain died down to a dull ache as your head started to fill with words that weren’t your own. 

“Fuck, what did it do to her,” you heard Newt’s voice say and you looked over, shocked to find that his lips weren’t moving.

“What?”

“Fuck, I can’t tell what her power is... at least she didn’t die. Thank fuck, I couldn’t stand losing her” you watched in awe. 

You were telekinetic. 

“Babe... I can hear you...”

“I didn’t say anything...?”

“No, no,” you muttered, walking over to him, putting your hands on his face, “I can hear you...” 

“What the fuck are you talking about, baby?” 

“Think of something. Anything. Doesn’t matter what it is, just something.” you demanded, Newt skeptical but compliant. 

“Weed. Robin. You.” 

“Aw, that’s really sweet,” you commented.

“Holy shit, you read minds!!” he exclaimed, pulling you in, hugging you, “You’re gonna be okay!” 

“Yeah, yeah I am,” you laughed.

“Thank fuck, thank fuck, thank fuck” he repeated in his head over and over and over. 

“This could actually be... really useful,” he said, out loud, making you look up at him in confusion. 

“How so?”

“Well, we’re drug dealers. It would be really useful to see what our customers are thinking. It would also be easier to tell a cop from a druggie. We could really use this...,” 

“Alrighty then. Whatever you say, captain,”

******

You had been using the pills all week. And it was really starting to take a tole on your body. And the extreme heat that filled Newt’s apartment really wasn’t helping. 

You were now planted on the couch, taking as much Advil as you could, taking just at the suggested dose. 

“Hey, baby,” Newt said gently, bringing you a bowl of soup in the kitchen, setting it in your lap, “How you feelin?”

“Tired. Sick. Tired.” you grumbled after mumbling a ‘thank you’ for the soup. 

“We can give you some of my leftover pain-killers? Maybe those would help your head calm down.”

At this point, you were willing to try anything just to get rid of the throbbing of your head. You nodded quietly, gently rubbing your temples. Newt leaned over and gave you a kiss on your bare shoulder (seeing as you only had a bra and underwear on due to the extreme heat) and stood up, most likely to get the drugs. 

He soon returned, a glass full of water with ice and 2 pills, handing them to you. He then sat down on the couch with you, your body scooting over and placing a pillow on his lap before laying down your head, Newt beginning to watch the movie you had on for background noise, playing with your hair, gently gliding his hands over your scalp. His other hand was rubbing up and down your back, making you drowsy, the pain pills already starting to set in. 

“I love you, Newt,” you muttered. 

“I love you too, baby”

And with that, you began to fall asleep, comfortable in your lover’s arms. 

((Ahhaha, I love writing Newt stuff, I’m obsessed with Project Power, go watch it so you can get some of the references I hid in both part 1 and 2. I’ll continue to make more stuff on him, blurbs, and stuff. Some will be connected to this fanfic, some will not.))

[necromaniackat]

Dare

It started with a dare. That’s all it was. That’s all it was supposed to be. A dare. Not even a good one at that. Although, it wasn’t a bad one either.

It started one uneventful Saturday night, after dinner someone -Tony- convinced the team that playing games was how they’d spend their night off. His drug of choice was Monopoly, but everyone protested against that idea, saying he was too good at that game and by the end of it he’d have all the properties and money, leaving everyone broke and pissed with him. Plus, that game could go on for hours and nobody had the patience for that. Eliese, the mind master 2.0, suggested Mario Kart and that won by popular vote. Steve and Bucky sat the first few rounds out, learning how to use the controllers and understand how the game worked. Eliese made a snide comment about how their ages were showing, this earned a playful headlock from Steve and a spirited tap on the wrist from Bucky. Mario Kart turned into Jack Box after about two hours of watching Steve and Bucky drive off the edges of Rainbow Road a billion times. Then regular Jack Box turned into drunken Jack Box very rapidly. Steve left the room very quickly when a game of Tee K.O became overly sexual after Eliese’s shirt was presented reading ��More anal, more power’ with the abstract drawing of something nobody could quite make out. The conversation then went ass over handlebars down the rabbit hole of sexual experiences. 

“I think ‘Liese has us all beat when it comes to the amount of experiences,” Tony announced from one end of the sectional sofa, tipping his drink back against his lips. Eliese cocked an eyebrow at his comment. A pale pink covered her already rosy cheeks as she was soon thrown into the deep end of the conversation after spending the majority of the time silently listening to the others ramble on about their good and terrible experiences.

“Why do you say that?” She piped up curiously from her spot on the ottoman beside the sectional sofa. Natasha scoffed, almost choking on her drink.

“Because we live here too. And we see the people trying to sneak out without being noticed the morning after,” She laughed into the opening of her beer bottle.

“People?” Bucky emphasised on the word with an arched eyebrow. This caused Natasha to giggle into her beer while the rest of the team looked at the hundred-year-old super soldier as though he was way behind the learning curve, and it was the most amusing thing to behold. Eliese’s face darkened in redness and she groaned to herself, knowing where this was headed.

“Boys. Girls. People who we can’t quite figure out their genders,” Tony listed the genders of the people who’ve left the newest Avenger’s bedroom for a fun time. The pale red colour on Eliese’s rosy cheeks deepened into an almost maroon colour. She bowed her head down between her shoulders, letting her thick dark hair hide her away from being seen. This earned an awe and a pat on the knee from the red-haired assassin. Bucky turned his attention to Eliese with a puzzled expression.

“So, you’re gay, doll?” He quizzed, almost sounding disappointed. Eliese snapped her head up at his inquiry and shook her head with a goofy smile. Never in her life did she think she’d ever hear the words gay and doll put together in a sentence. It was rather amusing in her mildly drunk mind.

“No,” She drew the word out slightly. “–Gay is liking the same gender as you.” Eliese corrected the super soldier, still holding her goofy grin as she did so. This did not clear things up for him in the slightest. He held the puzzled expression, if anything the creases between his furrowed brows deepened. Eliese figured out quickly she was going to have to spell this out for him. She turned her body to face him, he sat on the other side of Natasha at the end of the sectional while she sat on the ottoman on the opposite side of the feisty red head and clasped her hands together in her lap with a heavy sigh.

“Bucky,” She uttered his name in a monotonous way. “–I’m pansexual. This means I like having sexual interactions with people of all genders. Basically, if you’re game, I’m game. I don’t care what you identify as.” The redness of Eliese’s cheeks died into a pale pink colour once again. She’s usually okay with educating people about the different sexual orientations and gender identities, but for some reason having to explain it to Bucky made her feel exposed and vulnerable. It was easier to explain this stuff to Steve than it was to explain this to Bucky. Why was this so difficult to explain to him? She’s gotten the same responses from the whole team; she knew they were accepting and understanding. But for some reason, spilling the beans about her sexual escapades to Bucky, even in the least amount of detail, made her feel extremely exposed. Like she was just caught being naked in public.

“So, you date all sorts of genders, doll?” Another uncomfortable question from the ex Winter Soldier. Eliese was all for explaining these things to people who wanted to know, as long as it didn’t include her orientations. She was always afraid of judgement, coming from a very religious State where she was a Pastor’s daughter and attended church every Sunday as well as Sunday school. This was before she high tailed it out of there when she was eighteen and headed to New York to pursue a career after university of course. New York was a far better suit for her, all things considering.

“‘Liese doesn’t date!” Tony exclaimed in a bout of hysterical laughter. This earned an even more confused look from Bucky.

“But you…”

“–Hook up sites.” ‘Liese cut the question from Bucky short. “–I don’t usually date people. It’s not my thing.” Her face was now beet red, even her neck and ears were glowing like the embers of a campfire on a hot summer night.

“Hook up sites?” Bucky drew the words out with an arched eyebrow and a grim line drawing his lips.

“Websites or apps where you can meet people for meaningless sex, Buck.” Bruce answered hastily, sensing ‘Liese really didn’t like all these questions being asked about her and what goes on in her private life. She could only nod along with Bruce’s very clear explanation about what a hook up was.

“Oh,” Bucky breathed as though he hadn’t taken a breath of air in a long time.

There was a small bout of silence as the blue-eyed man processed the information he’d been given. He had a lot of questions, but he didn’t want this to turn into an educational night seeing as Tony would probably kill him for being a buzz kill. And boy, was Eliese glad he didn’t have anymore questions. She could feel her heart beginning to beat a bit faster than usual making her body heat up exponentially. Her head fell back down between her shoulders and she pulled the draw strings of her black hoodie to castle her reddened face behind the scrunched-up fabric. The sudden rush of heat radiating off of the young woman sitting next to her caused Natasha to sit upright and glance over at a red faced Eliese.

“‘Liese!” Natasha exclaimed with a mock Louisianan accent. ‘Liese jolted her head up in sudden excitement, throwing the hood of her sweater back.

“Truth or dare,” She added completely out of left field. This made everyone sitting in the living room swift with an antsy feeling. Eliese drew her eyebrows together at Natasha confusedly. She wasn’t sure if she heard the assassin correctly.

“Excuse me?”

“Truth or dare,” Nat repeated herself, knowing full well which one ‘Liese was going to pick. Eliese was a feisty master mind, and mind master, from bible thumping Louisiana who couldn’t pass up a good dare, even in her junior years. Unbeknownst to Eliese, this was a trap and the smirk that curled half of her face evilly said dare me.

“Dare,” She replied, leaning towards the assassin cockily. Natasha shared an equally evil smirk as she matched Eliese’s body language, leaning towards the twenty-four-year-old. Nat wiggled her finger to pull Eliese closer so she could whisper the dare. ‘Liese followed the untold instructions and leaned in real close.

“I dare you to show Terminator over there what your sexuality really is,” Nat whispered to Eliese in broken Cajun French. Eliese cocked an eyebrow curiously.

‘How so?’ Eliese planted the question in Nat’s mind, intrigued and giddy to see how and where this will go.

‘Show him everything you’ve ever done or wanted to do with someone.’ The words were cooed into Eliese’s mind in response. Eliese’s onyx coloured eyes found the super soldier, he was curious as to what was being said even though he could hear it, he had no idea what was being said. His icy gaze was trained on Eliese’s face with a look of trepidation.

‘Like plant the thoughts in his head or?’ Eliese questioned mentally. She pulled away from Natasha who was nodding with an evil smile writing devious all over her face. This made ‘Liese smirk at her knowingly.

‘And the purpose of this is?’ She asked curiously, wanting to know why this was such a big deal. Eliese was sure he’d just ask her to help him Google all of this, or even ask Steve for some education.

‘Super soldier hasn’t gotten laid in an exceptionally long time. This is just to get under his skin a bit. Y’know, show old school the new school ways.’ Natasha was evil, she really and truly was. ‘Liese guessed she’s been wanting to do this for a while now. Now she has a weapon slash accomplice, a motive, and a plan. Truly evil.  

“Now?” She asked out loud, realizing they hadn’t said anything out loud in a few moments. Natasha laughed and shook her head, waving a hand at the young woman.

“Take your time. Whenever you want to do it, do it.” Natasha just made things very interesting. Very interesting indeed.

After an extremely exposing game of truth or dare that lasted until the wee hours of the morning, everyone packed up shop and went to bed. But not before ‘Liese imbedded a tiny innocent thought in Bucky’s head before they parted ways in the hallway. It was nothing over the top, nothing that would make him think she was the one who put it there. Just the image of her holding hands with another girl which slowly switched to the image of her holding hands with a boy. Bucky had looked back over his shoulder at her, she saw his reflection in the doorknob. She felt his eyes scanning her up and down, taking in her appearance from behind before he scurried into his dark room. Eliese didn’t go to bed right away. She sat cross legged on her bed for an hour or so, scheming away cunningly.

The next morning Eliese was one of the first ones awake. She went down to the kitchen and made herself a bowl of multi grain Cheerios with a cup of coffee. The racket she made woke most of the team up and they came trickling in, in search for coffee and food to help cure their hangovers. Steve, on the other hand, was just fine, even though he had his fill of beers last night. Hell, he even went for a run that morning. He and Eliese made pleasant conversation about several things including the next week’s training schedule. Somehow, his schedule was changed when he wasn’t looking –Gee I wonder who could’ve done that– and put ‘Liese and Bucky in the gym to train together, alone.

Speak of the devil and he shall appear! Sauntering in was a freshly showered Bucky. His wet dark hair was slicked back from his face and he seemed to glow a very clean glow. Like polished silverware in sunlight. The Sargent sported mildly baggy grey sweatpants, a white wifebeater underneath a black hoodie that was halfway zipped up.

Eliese was mid way to her mouth with a spoonful of cereal when he came in. Her dark amber eyes watched him like a hawk, almost forgetting the clever plan she had put together when she went to bed last night. But the moment his brilliant blue eyes fixated on her; she threw the image into his head of her lustfully kissing an androgynous looking boy, or girl. Eliese couldn’t remember that person’s actual gender. His eyes immediately fell from her to the countertop between them. ‘Liese so badly wanted to smirk at his reaction, but that’d give her away to him.

The rest of the day was filled with doing an ungodly amount of paperwork. Eliese had a fair amount of paperwork to do, mainly sorting through bills and budgeting for the next few weeks. ‘Liese hated relying on the government for her funds to live. So, she did freelance podcasting for some extra cash in between saving the world and training. For most of the day, Bucky loomed by Eliese with his nose a few hundred pages in a protocol handbook. Whenever ‘Liese felt his gaze on her for longer than a few seconds, she’d imbed innocent images and thoughts of her and various gendered lovers in his head. His eyes would evade her quickly soon after.

Monday was your typical Monday. Everyone was up at an unreasonable hour of the morning, weaving in and out of the kitchen and living areas. Bucky actually avoided being in the same room as ‘Liese most of the morning. He wanted to avoid having the thoughts he’s been having and the only salvation he’d get was when he wasn’t around her. Although, he couldn’t avoid her when she came into the empty gym early that afternoon to do some training with him. Luckily, his laser focus kept him from thinking about her in such ways. But that didn’t save him from the thoughts and images that invaded his mind during dinner and the hours after dinner before bed.

Tuesday Natasha pulled Eliese aside and asked if she could amp up the antics a bit more. Eliese took that as the green light to unleash the wrath of her desires and her past experiences. So, after breakfast Eliese scouted Bucky out. She found him swimming laps in the pool outside. ‘Liese went to the poolside and began doing some yoga on her plush mat, wearing a pair of loose black short shorts that flared out around her thighs and a matching loose black racer back tank top overtop of a purple sports bra. Bucky nearly drowned when she implanted a very NSFW scene in his head. He, in a very fast sequence, escorted himself from the pool, muttering curses under his breath as he tied a towel around his waist and stomped his way back into the tower. Natasha was so pleased to have been there to witness this. She hysterically laughed into a decorative pillow on one of the lounge chairs. The rest of the day was uneventful. Eliese did not want to over do it and blow her cover.

Wednesday Eliese left Bucky well enough alone, even during training and especially when the topic of sex came back from the grave, the same way Church the cat did in Pet Semetary. With revenge and pure inhumane evil. This time, Eliese excused herself from the group to avoid having the topic becoming directed towards her again. But it didn’t stop her from thinking about past experiences and hopeful future experiences. This time, Bucky was the one to get into her head. It only made her more vengeful to get under his skin.

Thursday started with Eliese waking up much earlier than everyone else. She quickly got dressed and then tiptoed her way across the hall to the super soldier’s door. She silently hovered outside as she fed the unconscious man a very sexual dream. Not too long after she began feeding him this scene, she could hear the faint muffled groans and moans through the door. Soon after, Natasha woke up and came out of her room, eyeing Eliese outside the man’s room, holding in her giggles. She smiled to herself and pat ‘Liese on the back as she wandered past on her way to the kitchen. When Eliese heard Bucky jolt awake, cursing to himself, she scattered away and went back to her room as quickly and quietly as she could.

Unbeknownst to Eliese, Bucky was cursing to himself because he woke up when he spoiled his newly cleaned bed sheets. But she got the hint that he did in fact enjoy the dream when the two of them opened their bedroom doors in unison, coming face to face with each other. Eliese’s face became a pale shade of red, the same shade as Bucky’s. He was holding his balled-up bedding in his arms. The two of them walked side by side to the kitchen, Bucky dumping his dirty bedding into the laundry shoot on the way. Eliese couldn’t help herself. She had to replay snippets of the scene she had fed him in his head as they walked and chatted about that day’s plans. Eliese had to admit it though, he could keep his composure very well. But she was unrelenting and amped up the images and scenes, adding her wildest desires which included him binding her hands and feet together with her own clothes and spanking her until her ass was red and bruising before he face fucks her and makes her gag on his engorged manhood and finally for the big bang of a finishing act, edging each other into a tailspin of pure jubilation.

Bucky cracked under the pressure, avoiding her for the entire day after breakfast. He didn’t even show up to their training session. Which frustrated and aggravated Steve since Eliese needed a training partner and according to the schedule Bucky was supposed to train with her. So, he was upset and rather confused when he saw her in the gym all alone, beating a dummy to a pulp. When Steve found Bucky later that afternoon, he chewed him out about it. Bucky could only say he got caught up with something else, which wasn’t a complete lie. Bucky did get caught up in something else, after he went to the gym and saw Eliese doing pre warmup warmups in tight black shorts that rode up in places he hasn’t been able to keep out of his head the last few days, a loose fitting black graphic tee shirt that also rode up her stomach and back as she stretched into extremely flexible yoga poses. He had to leave after seeing that. The images and sounds that have taunted him since Saturday caused him to flee to the privacy of his room. Eliese didn’t even know he showed up, so she didn’t get the chance to plant more thoughts in his head. And she didn’t see him all afternoon.

He only showed his face at dinner, silently praying he could keep his mind elsewhere. But his efforts were fruitless. The moment he saw her sitting at the table his breathing hitched, and unfortunately for him, the last spot was right next to her. This time, when Eliese implanted images in his head, they weren’t as heavy handed as this morning. They were sweet and sensual. Bucky didn’t stick around after dinner; he had his third cold shower of the day and then went to bed early.

Friday, Bucky was up earlier than everyone else, including Eliese. He had his breakfast quickly then went into hiding, staying as far away from Eliese as he could possibly get. The team was beginning to think they had some sort of falling out about something. Natasha and Eliese knew better. Their plan was coming together rather nicely. To be honest, ‘Liese thought it’d take much longer than a few days to even begin to get under his skin. He mustn’t have gotten laid in a long time if it’s this easy to get his blood rushing. But her heart would break a little whenever she’d find him in one spot, he’d immediately get up and leave to go somewhere else. Avoiding her because he was flustered was one thing, but this wasn’t that thing. He was avoiding her out of anger now. He was angry, and it made her feel incredibly guilty for playing with him like this.

Eliese let out a heavy sigh as she entered the gym, setting the heavy bag down on the floor by the wall and giving the empty gym a once over. She couldn’t see or hear anybody else in there. Bucky wasn’t there. She doubted he’d even show up.

‘He probably has Steve or someone else coming to train with me.’ She thought sadly. When she got the training schedule, she was happy that finally she was having some alone time with Bucky. Dare or no dare. She just wanted to feel him close to her. Not just in a sexual way either. That revelation scared ‘Liese half to death. She isn’t one for romance. Lust is her game, and romance is her biggest fear. But with him, she wanted him to woo her and she wanted to woo him too. She’s begged Steve to let her train with Bucky for months but Steve didn’t think it was a good idea considering their size differences. He was scared Bucky might get a little too into it, like he usually does, and seriously hurt Eliese by accident. And then on Sunday when the schedules were given out, ‘Liese knew Nat had tampered with it so she and Bucky were in the gym together alone. But that didn’t stop Eliese from being elated with the idea of being that close to him. Dare or no dare.

Eliese squatted down and pulled her phone out from the pocket of the gym bag. She opened the text messages she shared with Natasha and frowned.

Okay. I think I’ve gotten under his skin enough. Do I win the dare yet?

Immediately her phone pinged, signalling a new text.

Not yet. Just a little longer and we should be good. 😉

‘Liese let out exasperated sigh as she examined the empty gym. She didn’t like this. Yes, this was fun in the beginning but now it’s not. Bucky’s her friend and teammate. She didn’t want to lose him at the expense of a damn dare.

“It wasn’t even a good dare,” Eliese whispered to herself harshly, throwing her phone onto the bag in frustration.

“What wasn’t a good dare, doll?” A raspy male voice asked from behind her. ‘Liese jumped to her feet, spinning around to see who was there. To her dismay, it was Bucky. He was standing a few feet away tying the draw strings to his loose-fitting grey sweatpants. Eliese looked from Bucky to her phone then back to Bucky in a quick succession with her mouth hung open, flabbergasted.

“Ugh.” ‘Liese was at a loss for words. “–Nothing,” She added then rethought that answer. Clearly it was something and he’d pick up on that. Eliese closed her eyes for a moment, trying to come up with something to say.

“A friend. Back in Louisiana was dared to do something extremely stupid and now she and somebody else are suffering.” She opened her eyes to see a bemused Bucky standing in front of her.

“What was she dared to do?” He asked curiously, crossing his arms over his puffed-out chest. As if his shoulders and chest could get any bigger!

“Lead somebody on.” The words fled Eliese’s mouth in shame. She pursed her lips and looked down at the floor in disgrace. ‘Really? That’s what you came up with? Why not just tell him that Natasha dared you to implant those thoughts in his head and play with him like a goddamn toy? How mad can he be? You know, not having control over his own mind for seventy years and all. Oh god, he’s gonna be pissed. I’m gonna die. He’s gonna kill me.’ ‘Liese thought to herself cruelly.

“Yeah, that isn’t a good dare. Playing with some else’s emotions is a very dangerous game,” Bucky mumbled, nodding in agreement. ‘Liese nodded as well. She jumped when Bucky clapped his hands. Her ochre coloured eyes found his again, a playful smile was spread across his face as he rubbed his large hands together.

“Let’s train, shall we?” Bucky was eager to get this over with. ‘Liese nodded again.

The two of them began with stretching and warmups. A few laps around the gym, Bucky taking the lead in front of a much smaller Eliese. Her eyes couldn’t help but wander his form from behind as he jogged, taking in the way his hips moved with each step. Then came a harsh round of push ups and jumping jacks. Again, her eyes couldn’t seem to pry themselves away from the way his dark grey tee shirt rode up his torso with every jump which had his arms hanging above his head for a brief second. Or how his shoulder muscles flexed and relaxed with every push up.

Eliese was done with this dare. She wasn’t going to put anything else in his head, if anything she wanted to undo everything she’s done. She was completely and utterly finished with getting to his head. But now, he was getting to hers. Especially now that they’ve begun stretching and most of the stretches required physical contact from the partner of some kind.

‘I deserve this.’ She thought gruellingly as she raised her hands above her head and leaned back as far as she could. She nearly toppled over when she looked over at Bucky, his shirt had ridden far up his upper body. His sweatpants hung extremely low on his hips, showing even more skin. A small trail of dark hairs led up his abdomen and under his shirt from the band of his sweats. Eliese had to look away and tightly close her eyes, scrunching her nose.

‘I deserve this! I deserve this! I deserve this!’ Eliese repeated this like a mantra to herself. She hated this but she also knew this was karma coming back to bite her in the ass.

‘I deserve this.’ She kept repeating to herself over and over again. Deeply and desperately believing this was true. She deserved the cruel merciless punishment karma was serving icy cold on a silver platter.

If Eliese thought warmups and stretches were torture, when they finally got on the mat to begin hand on hand combat; she was really in for it. Bucky was in no way gentle with her which caused ‘Liese to think that maybe the others were going easy on her and she really wasn’t that good of a fighter. This only egged on her need to prove herself as a rightful part of this team. But Bucky was not going to make that an easy task to do. He continuously threw her to the floor and he even chuckled about it.

Eliese scrambled to her feet after being thrown to the ground for the hundredth time. She was huffing and puffing but it wasn’t from the intense workout, it was out of pure frustration. She was sweat soaked, making the thin material of her tank top almost see through and her dark hair to cling to her skin. Her already rosy cheeks were a very deep shade of red now.

“Give up yet, doll?” Bucky asked in a mocking tone. He could only stand there looking down at Eliese with his signature smirk tugging half his face. He had barely broken a sweat. ‘Liese snickered at him and shook her head.

“I don’t give up that easily,” She replied, throwing her right leg forcefully up at him, aiming for his waist and lower ribs. There was no way she was going to aim for the shoulders, she’d break her leg against those things! To Eliese’s dismay, Bucky didn’t even blink even when he grabbed her ankle. His entire hand was able to wrap around it. ‘Liese braced herself for the inevitable fall to the floor. But it didn’t come. Instead, Bucky strode closer to ‘Liese with her ankle still in hand. His blue eyes only left her amber coloured ones when he stood a few inches away from her, holding her ankle perpendicular with the floor. He gave the view in front of him a once over. His eyes greedily eating her alive as he licked his lips. His eyes found hers again, sharing a glimmer of artfulness with another half smirk.

“Oh, I know.” He drily said. “–You’re a merciless little dame.” A shiver was sent screaming down Eliese’s spine as his came out as a raspy half whisper.

“And you need to be put in your place.” Bucky gave a swift kick to her other ankle, taking it out from under her as he let go of the one he’d been holding. Eliese landed on her back on the floor with a loud grunt. A cunning plan hatched in her head the moment her body hit the mat. She coiled her body into a ball on the ground, hands holding onto her hip as she cried out in pain. A weight crashed into Bucky’s chest as he gazed down at her rolling onto her side in anguish. His nerves became shattered as he dropped to his knees in a panic, quickly examining her for any obvious broken bones. He didn’t mean to hurt her. He didn’t think that would hurt her.

“Oh shit, ‘Liese. I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean,” His apologies were cut short when Eliese twisted around, propelling her legs upwards until they wrapped around his shoulders and she thrusted her weight to the side. Bucky didn’t know what happened, one second she was crying in pain and the next she was straddling his upper chest with his arms trapped at his sides between her legs.

‘Liese shot him a cocky smile and settled her weight down on him, pinning his much larger body under hers. Although, her cocky smile was wiped away when a low growl erupted from Bucky’s chest, sending reverberations rampaging through Eliese’s lower body. This caught her off guard. Unwillingly, her eyes tightly squeezed closed, she hummed in enjoyment at the sensations and fell forward, her hands caught herself before she ended up smothering Bucky with her chest. When Eliese shifted her weight so the majority of it was off his chest, Bucky hooked his arms around her legs and pulled himself into an upright position.

‘Liese didn’t even notice this, not until her back was gently laid down on the cool mat. Her hips had slid down his torso until their hips were pressed together. Eliese opened her eyes slowly, widening in mortification when her gaze landed on the obvious wet spot on his shirt where she was once settled. The look on her face caused the super soldier’s brows to fall together confusedly. He followed her gaze down to the very obvious wet spot on his dark grey shirt. The air got caught in the back of his throat when he realized what had happened, or rather, why that happened.

He let out a nervous chuckle and looked at the red-faced girl laying on the ground between his outstretched legs. Eliese snapped out of her horrified state and met his gaze. Her heart was racing inside her chest and the words she wanted to say slipped away before she could say them.

“Buck...–I’m sorry. That wasn’t,”

“–Ah, that’s okay, doll. Nothing to be ashamed of,” He confidently supposed with a chuckle. Before she even could do or say anything, he tucked his legs underneath him and leaned forward. His arms still wrapped around her now shaky legs, bringing her hips up until they were snuggly pressed into his as he loomed over her. He lowered his face down, stopping beside Eliese’s ruby red face.

“I’m not ashamed of what I’m doing to you,” He huskily alleged in her ear. The feeling of his body heavily pressing into hers and then the way he whispered to her, this caused Eliese sharply inhaled as goosebumps rose up on her skin.

“Are you ashamed of what you’ve been doing to me?” His voice had dropped an octave or two as she spoke into her ear. His hot breath tickling her skin as he spoke. Eliese was only able to manage a shameful nod. Bucky chuckled again, sending vibrations searing through Eliese’s tiny body underneath his. It was like being set on fire from the inside, a slow torturous burn that could go on forever and ever, and ever.  

“Don’t be,” He said lowly, his voice was almost a guttural growl. This was getting too much for the smaller to handle. She knew she wanted him in ways she’s never wanted anybody else, but that was just a fantasy. This was getting too real. She couldn’t handle the excited and immoral feeling bubbling in her stomach and the wildfire roaring through her veins.  

With all her might, Eliese tried to wiggle her way from underneath him. But her efforts were futile when the super soldier tightened his arms around her legs and dragged her back towards him, pulling her hips flush against his. Eliese had to bite back the staggered and, to some extent, excited squeal when she felt something big and hard press against her butt firmly. And it wasn’t his leg. Although, for the sake of comedic relief, one could say it is a third leg. A very big, hard leg. And now it was firmly nestled against the apex of Eliese’s thighs. To both of their reliefs.  

“Oh no, no, no. Where do you think you’re going, doll?” He darkly chortled, holding her firmly against him. He pressed some weight down onto her to keep her from being able to wiggle away again. She could only lay there staring up at him wide eyed, her flushed face was glowing a hell fire red and her body was throwing off the same heat.

“Bu…  –Bucky, please,” ‘Liese pleaded in shallow pants. She pleaded with her entire being to him. Her dark eyebrows were pulled together, and her dark amber coloured eyes begged him to let her go. Her mind was begging him to let her go, but her shaking body deserted her with her desires, begging him to make a move already, otherwise she was going to explode with tension.

“Please, what?” He goaded. His iron gaze never left her trembling body or her pleading face. He licked his lips as his stare stayed on her.  

“You don’t like it when people play games with your emotions?” He questioned, his voice dipping lower than before. His usually bright blue eyes were darkened with lust as they bore down into Eliese’s soul. As if he was watching every secret desire she has, like a movie on the silver screen. This made the smaller female feel exposed and vulnerable, but she’d be lying if it didn’t entice her to keep going, see how far this could go before either of them broke.

“With your desires?” He asked, again dropping his voice lower and lower. Eliese could feel tears beginning to form behind her eyes. The look of fear made itself known across her flushed face. This made Bucky unwrap his arms from her legs, giving her the option to get up and leave. But she didn’t move an inch. ‘Liese stayed half laying over his lap and half on the polyester mat that was sticky from sweat and the heat from their bodies. Bucky took this as a sign she wanted to stay, even though she was scared senseless.

“FRIDAY lock the gym doors,” He demanded in a raspy voice. He kept his eyes locked on hers, watching the fear transform into need and want; a primal selfishness that darkened her already dusky eyes. Without thinking, Bucky dipped his head down until his lips crashed against hers in a burst of needy passion. He grinned into the kiss when her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to her as the lust fuelled kiss became needier and needier. Her hand found the nape of his neck, tangling in the long strands that were dampened by the light sheen of sweat seeping from his hairline. Eliese could swear hell wouldn’t be nearly a hot as her skin felt in that moment. Especially when his hand found her hip tightly. This made ‘Liese gasp unwillingly in excitement and surprise. Bucky took this opportunity to slip his tongue past her lips as the hungry kiss became more heated.  

His large hand easily engulfed her narrow hip, his fingers curved over the round of her butt while his thumb sat in the crease of her thigh. His fingers dug into the fabric flesh of her butt headily. Eliese so desperately wished for his thumb to extend so it’ll follow the natural valley to where she wanted him the most, to where she needed him the most. To utter her dismay his hand did the exact opposite and disappeared, as did his lips crushing hers.

Oxygen flooded her brain as she opened her eyes to see where he had gone, and why he had gone. But the newly found air inflating her lungs leaped from her chest when she saw his once vibrant blue eyes were now a midnight blue and nearly overwhelmed by his dilated pupils. His dark hair had fallen from the bun, shadowing his face and his dark eyes burrowing into her soul. His broad chest heaved deep breathes, his lips parted slightly. He was now sitting upright between her quivering legs. The way he looked down at her, it was as though he was looking at her like she was his prey and there was no getting away. It both terrified and thrilled the smaller.

He carefully wrapped his hands around her hips and slid her off his lap until she laid on the mat at his side. Eliese was finding it impossible to do anything beyond laying still, staring wide eyed at him as she forced her lungs to take in any amount of air. Her body shivered noticeably when his hands moved from her hips up to the waistband of her black yoga pants, hiking up the black tank top to reveal the thick band of her pants. His darkened eyes moved from hers to the fabric wrapped around the pale flesh of her waist then back to hers. He fingered the thick band as though asking if this was okay. Eliese had lost any ability to speak so in response to his unasked consent, she jerked her hips up from the floor.

Prudently and excruciatingly slowly, he began pulling them down inch by inch. A gasp of air got caught in the back of her throat when his knuckles grazed over her thighs. A jolt of nervousness and exhilaration screamed up her spine at the feeling of his skin brushing one thigh while the cool metal of his other hand touched the other. Bucky stopped immediately and watched her face, looking for any signs that she wanted him to stop what he was doing. But there were none. So, he continued, pulling the black leggings down her jittery legs. An amused grin fell across his face when he saw the white fabric of her panties, tie-dyed with greys, purples and oranges. Obviously one of the many Halloween themed panties in her collection.

“I never took you for a tie-dye person,” He said, admiring Eliese’s charming choice of panties. “–Eat me, hey?” He cocked an eyebrow at the shimmery purple lettering on the front of the panties. Eliese couldn’t help but hysterically and nervously giggle at this moment. When she chose her underwear this morning, she wasn’t thinking they’d be seen by anyone but her, nevertheless by the super soldier she’s been playing a game of cat and mouse with for a week. But it didn’t break either of them from continuing the moment. Bucky resumed back to pulling the black leggings down until they were bunched up around Eliese’s ankles. His eyes took in the dark red and purple-blue splotches that littered the smaller’s legs. ‘Liese stifled a laugh, knowing he was wondering where, why and how the many bruises came to be.

“I bruise like a peach.” She tried to sit up on her elbows, but she fell back down with force when Bucky’s hands pressed on her shoulders, pushing her back down into some sort of submission. ‘Liese let out a squeal when her bound legs were yanked on until she lay diagonally from her previous position, and her legs were hoisted up on Bucky’s shoulder. He leered at the small woman as he leaned forward until his hands were on either side of her head and his hips loomed over hers teasingly. He tauntingly tilted his head as he looked down at her, a devious smirk curving half his face.

“You like them, don’t you?” He asked dryly. He rocked his body forward slowly, making sure not to let his hips touch hers. He wanted to tease her until she’s begging him. He loves it when she begs him. Whenever he’d tease her in a joking way; holding something she wants above her head, just out of her reach and she’d beg him to give it back; that is the first time he wondered what she’d sound like if she was begging him to make her orgasm after a long string of teasing. She didn’t need him to put those thoughts in his head, they were already there. Those thoughts are what made Bucky go to Steve and determinedly request not to put him and ‘Liese in the gym to train together.

Eliese let out a penurious whimper as he steadily rocked his body over hers, avoiding any contact between their hips. Her brows rutted as she tried to wiggle her hips for any sort of friction. Bucky darkly chuckled and shook his head.

“If you don’t answer me, I’ll keep you like this. And you know I can keep this up all day,” He began. “–I’ll ask again, do you like it when your lovers mark you, leave bruises and love bites?” He asked as he ghostly rolled his hips over hers, just enough to let her know he was there but not enough to give her any satisfaction. Frustrated and lust fuelled tears spilled from Eliese’s dark eyes as she tried to find her voice which had once again abandoned her. She could only whimper beneath him. She so desperately wanted to answer him, but she couldn’t. She could see him growing impatient above her which only scared her voice away further.

In the blink of an eye Bucky had sat up and flipped Eliese over onto her stomach. He rested his chest over her back lightly, brushing her dark hair behind her ear. He leaned his face down until his hot breath smothered the side of her face. Eliese could only let out shaky pants of air as her cheek was pressed against the blue wrestling mat. From the corner of her eye she saw Bucky’s form over hers.

“Because judging by what you showed me yesterday, you love it.” With that Bucky brought back a hand, raising it above his head before it swiftly moved through the air until it met the pale flesh of Eliese’s ass. Eliese let out a gaudy lude yelp as the cold metal met her soft flesh harshly. A vibrant red handprint was left in its wake. He waited a moment for her to answer him, and when she didn’t, he repeated his actions with a tad bit more power. Each time his hand contacted her she’d let out an equally loud and lude cry, which caused a noticeable twitch from Bucky’s untouched erection each time. Tears made puddles on the plush wrestling mat around Eliese’s face, out of pure frustration, nervousness, and needy want.

“Eliese, if you don’t tell me, I’ll leave you here. Untouched. Exposed. A mess. Horny to the point where only I will be able to satisfy you,” He said to her lowly, after bringing his body and hands away from her. Eliese let out a barely audible needy cry that was mixed with hindrance. She turned her head away from him, burying her face into the mat under her to hide whatever emotion was most prominent on her flushed face. She shook violently, begging her voice to come back so his promise went undone and she could get some form of release. Bucky hummed at the sights and sounds in front of him.  

“Yes,” She whispered shakily. She took a deep, uneven breath. “–Yes, I do.” This earned an approving hum from the super soldier before he planted gentle kisses across her shoulder blades. She could only let out shaky whimpers when his assault on her backside subsided and was replaced with the soothing feeling of his cool hand gentling rubbing the scorching abused skin. Eliese closed her eyes at the feeling, turning her face so her cheek was back to being pressed against the mat.

“Do you want me to mark you up?” He asked, gently but firmly tapping the dark red bruising skin. A wave of pain ridden but satisfactory shakes screamed through her body. Eliese’s face scrunched as she took a steadying breath.

“Mhm,” She could only hum in response. Bucky chuckled as he ran his fingertips over the dark red spots where his abuse of her ass was more evident.

“I need words, doll,” He said, giving another light tap to the purpling place amongst the redness. Eliese inhaled sharply, her body tensing at the feeling. She had to stabilize herself with quick shallow gasps.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” Bucky demanded forebodingly; his hand gently followed the curve of her backside to between her shuddering thighs. His touch ghosted over the wet, hell fire like heat between her legs. Unwillingly, Eliese’s hips jerked back to follow his trace but his other hand firmly grasped the back of her neck to hold her in place.

“Bucky,” She squirmed under his grasp.

“Yes, what?” His voice dripped with dominance and the will to drive the smaller into submission. As lightly as he could he ran his fingers the length between her throbbing clit and her desperate and soaking wet entrance. Eliese shuddered at the feeling.

“Please,” ‘Liese innocently begged as all morality began to vanish from her mind.

“Yes, what?” This time his voice came out as a sinister command. Eliese’s face scrunched at the feeling of his fingers ghosting over the drenched part of her panties. The tips of his fingers taunted her entrance lightly. And with that, Eliese snapped into submission.

“Yes! I want you mark me. Please!” She cried as loudly as her trembling voice allowed. A grim chuckle left Bucky as he rested his hand on the small of her back and removed the one from the back of her neck.

“Now,” He whirred against her ear as he rested over her trembling body. “–Was that so hard?” ‘Liese peeled her eyes open and took in the shadowy figure that loomed over her. She let out a soft sigh when his lips pressed against the shell of her ear. Without thinking she reached back to touch whatever part of him she could get her hands on. Her fingertips ghosted over his cheek, feeling the rough stubble that shadowed his jaw. He turned his face into her touch momentarily to kiss her palm before going back to pressing his lips to her ear.

He pulled away from her, causing ‘Liese to wince at the lack of contact. But she gasped when his large hands had found themselves wrapped around her waist and flipped her over onto her back again. Bucky took in her appearance, noting how the fearful expression was entirely gone now and was replaced with a heavenly semblance. Her face was still flushed and wet from tears. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, catching quick breathes between her parted lips to supply her brain with the oxygen she’s struggling to obtain. Her half-closed dark eyes seemed to be entirely black due to her blown out pupils.

He smiled at the sight of her completely consumed by the state he catapulted her into. He leaned down, placing his lips on hers gently. Eliese sighed against his lips as her hands found their way into his soft hair.

“Such a good girl,” Bucky purred against her lips. His mouth formed his classic smirk when she softly moaned against his lips in response to his praise. His smirk broadened when she stifled a whimper when his hand gently trailed down her exposed stomach to the bright orange lacy band of her underwear. His hand stayed there, curling, and uncurling his fingers gently over her skin. Unknowingly to Bucky, Eliese untangled one of her hands from his hair, letting it fall onto her torso before it sneakily travelled from her body to his. His nerves became fiery when he felt her hand linger over his flexed thigh, delicately brushing the back of her hand up it. This time it was his turn to gasp in surprise when her fingertips danced over his needy erection.

The super soldier had to pull away from ‘Liese, bowing his head down against her breastbone as his breathing hitched and his once sturdy arms shook. The steady, rushing rivers of pleasure coursed through his entire body and his mind was merely river rafting down it, with only the blind hope he’d make it out on the other side in one piece. He hadn’t realized exactly how badly he wanted to be touched until her fingers lightly skated up and down his length.

“‘Liese,” He breathed against her chest, lifting his head to look at her equally pleasured expression. “–You need to stop that.” Eliese watched his jaw clench when she curled her fingers over the obvious figure pressing against the grey sweatpants. Her dark eyebrows furrowed in playful curiosity, lighting grabbing hold of him.

“Why?” She innocently asked, flexing and unflexing her fingers around him in a rhythmical way. His entire body violently shivered at the feeling.

“Because,” He panted heavily. “–I’m close.” ‘Liese shared a quizzical expression as she continued her actions. He’d twitch in her hand with each delicate and calculated movement.

“Close? Close to what?” She questioned in an equally innocent demeanor, but it was laced with playful mischief. Eliese continued to gently touch Bucky’s erection, loving the reaction she was pulling out of him. She yelped when Bucky swiftly grabbed her wrists with one hand, pinning them down against the plush mat. Eliese twisted her hips around so her ass was facing his hips, getting ready for the inevitable. With his other hand he pulled at the waistband of his sweatpants, pushing them down around his knees. Bucky pushed Eliese’s panties aside and in one swift motion he entered her.

Both of their minds reeled at the feeling. ‘Liese loving how his large cock stretched her, pressing against her walls firmly. She couldn’t help but twitch and squirm underneath him. Bucky held himself inside of her, loving the feeling of her walls pulsing around him. He was amazed by how hot and wet she was as she squeezed him. He stayed there, letting them both get used to the physical feeling of their bodies being connected.

“Are you okay?” Bucky breathlessly asked, peering down at Eliese. Her dark eyes were practically rolling at the feeling of being filled like this. A dopey smile fell across her face, she nodded blissfully.

“You can do something now,” She said softly. Bucky nodded in acknowledgment. He slowly, pulled his hips back until the head of his erection was barely inside her before roughly thrusting back into her. This earned a low moan from the smaller. He continued his movements, still pinning her wrists down.

His thrusts began to get faster and harder. Bucky was beginning to lose himself in the moment, completely enjoying the experience and sensations overrunning his mind and body.

“Is this what you wanted, little girl?” He growled, wrapping his free hand around her throat firmly. “­–You wanted me to fuck you like this?” Bucky began to squeeze his right hand that was wrapped around her throat. Eliese’s mind was entirely vacant of any coherent thought. Feeling his cock stroking every inch of her walls with each thrust, on top of his hand firmly squeezing her throat, had sent her mind and body into a state of euphoria. Her head was lost in the clouds and her body felt like it was floating.

“You wanted me to fuck you like a slut?” He remarked through gritted teeth. Eliese let out a high pitched moan, loving the wet sounds coming from their lower regions mixed with Bucky’s growling degradation.

“Is that why you showed me how badly you wanted me? Wanted me to make you my slut?” He snarled lowly. He released her wrists momentarily to rip open the gym shirt and sports bra, exposing her chest to the cool air of the gym. Her nipples immediately hardened from the contact the air condition room. He gripped her throat a little tighter, making sure not to choke her out but enough to send her into a dizzy haze. His leaned down and bit her left breast hard enough to break the skin. Small pools of blood immediately showed up and a dark blue-purple mark accented the bite mark. This earned a loud cry of pleasure from Eliese. Bucky continued to thrust into the smaller at a fast and rough pace while biting down on Eliese’s chest, leaving more bite marks and bruises.

Eliese could feel it, the inevitable rollercoaster approaching the highest point feeling. The air in her body lifted as her skin cooled down. Tingles ran from her toes to her knees. Her eyes tightly closed to shield herself from the drop that was coming next.

“Mmmmmm,” She hummed as the approach was getting closer. “–Bucky…almost…there,” She murmured between heavy breathes.

“Not yet, you’re not.” Bucky smirked to himself, stopping all movement. He released her throat and wrists, sitting up with his cock still inside her. Eliese groaned in disapproval, trying to wriggle her hips in such a way in hopes Bucky’s stilled erection would hit that one special spot to send her flying into euphoria but she couldn’t find it.

The super soldier pulled out of her, earning another disapproving groan from the elfin woman. He grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her knees. He hoisted her ass up while keeping her face against the mat. Bucky, grabbed onto the hem of her panties and pulled them down her thighs, stopping at her bent knees.

Eliese had no idea what he was up to. She started to twist around to get a better view of him but that was interrupted by the feeling of a hot and wet tongue dipping into her core. Eliese squealed in delight. She fell down, face planting into the wrestling mat as her legs shook.

Bucky grinned to himself as he lapped his tongue from her clit to her entrance, probing the wet entrance confidently. With his left hand he reached between her legs and found her clit. He gently pinched it between his forefinger and thumb. Every time Eliese would moan Bucky would hum in response, probing his tongue deeper. He chuckled in amusement when ‘Liese screamed in pleasure when the metal touching her clit began vibrating. Her legs shook as she rocked her hips back against his face. Bucky removed his mouth from her entrance and watched as she kept rocking her hips back towards him.

“Mmm, you taste fucking delicious,” He told her, slapping her bruising ass with his right hand. Eliese shrieked loudly, clenching her thighs around Bucky’s hand. Bucky chuckled again, running his right hand from her welting and bruising rear to the soaking wet entrance. He gently traced her opening with his fingertips while he kept his other fingers wrapped around her clit. Sending a new wave of tingles rushing through Eliese’s legs and toes.

Finally, Bucky pushed two fingers into her core. He began slowly stroking her walls. Eliese’s moans became broken as her eyes rolled. A loud cry erupted from her when she felt Bucky’s fingers curl against her A spot.

“Please, please, please,” Eliese mindlessly begged. “–Please let me cum!” Her cry came out wobbly and desperate. Bucky thrusted his fingers into her deeper and faster, curling his fingers against her walls.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you. Can you say that again?” Bucky mocked in a low voice. Eliese gave him a throaty moan, throwing her hips back into his hand. She so badly wanted more. Her greedy cunt wanted more.

“Bucky, please!” She cried out loud. “–Please let me cum.” Eliese’s begs and pleads caused Bucky to darkly titter at her. Eliese swore her legs were going to give out before Bucky was done with her.

“You’re a greedy little slut aren’t you?” Bucky asked, pushing his fingers knuckles deep into her core and curling them against her walls. He grinned widely when he felt her walls begin to pulse around him, signaling her orgasm was near.

“Yes, I am,” She huffed. “–I’m a greedy little slut,” Eliese practically screamed. Her sore throat was somewhere in the back of her hazy mind, but she was too busy floating around in the euphoric feeling Bucky was supplying her.

“And you want me to let you cum?” He quizzed with an arched eyebrow. From his point of view, Eliese was looking like a slice of heaven on the floor. Her body trembled, a light sheen of sweat glistened over her flushed skin. Eliese’s eyes were clamped shut, brows furrowed, and lips parted slightly.

“Yes, please. Please let me cum!” She replied with a hoarse voice. Eliese let out a whine when Bucky’s fingers left her. But she was soon filled to the brim once again. Bucky thrusted his cock into Eliese without warning. His hands were tightly holding onto Eliese’s narrow hips, sure to leave dark bruises in their wake.

Eliese was completely blissed out at this point. Bucky could throw her at a wall, and she wouldn’t care. She was lost in all the sensations overruling her body. It felt as though she was floating along a lazy river. Her head was swimming. And these sensations translated to her core squeezing and pulsing around Bucky’s member.

This made him thrust into her faster and harder. He grabbed onto her ponytail and pulled it, bringing her back to meet his chest. His other hand wrapped around her throat. Bucky could feel Eliese’s heart beating quickly in the artery in her neck.

“Okay doll,” Bucky murmured in her ear. “–Cum for me,” He gravelly growled against her ear. That was all Eliese needed to hear. She didn’t even realize she was consciously holding back her orgasm until she could just let go. Warm tingles erupted up her legs into her spine. Her mind being catapulted over the highest point of the rollercoaster. Eliese’s body violently shook against his as he continued to thrust into her, riding out her orgasm and chasing after his high.

After a few more thrusts Bucky’s hips stiffened, burying his cock deep inside of Eliese. He was overcome with the feeling of warm water rushing through his groin. His entire body exploded with tingles as his mind was sling shot into the same euphoria Eliese was currently lost in. All while his cock was filling Eliese’s core with his cum, letting it drip out and down her thighs.

The pair of them collapsed onto the plush wrestling mat. Bucky, being careful not to land on top of the smaller. They both panted heavily as they came back to their senses.

“That was…”

“Ugh-huh,” Bucky agreed, knowing what Eliese was about to say.

“You were… wow,” Eliese was at a loss for words. Bucky laughed and nodded in flattery.

“You were wow too,” He told her. Eliese immediately beginning to giggle from all the emotions and sensations her body just went through. Bucky couldn’t help but chuckle along with her. Their giggles were silenced by Eliese’s phone pinging from across the room.

“Looks like you won the dare,” Bucky said. Eliese closed her eyes and nodded in agreement.

“I totally won the dare.”

[dnpdudes]

Phil liveshow #6

General chat and news

(Missed a bit of the beginning sorry it wasnt loading)

•Talking about his school uniform?

•Asked us if we pit our Christmas tree up yet.

•Had a chill Halloween

-he rewatched It chapter 1

-Celebrated Martyns birthday

•Hes in a weird mood today

-Hes snsnsn

-Dont give Phil sugar

-He fed us....

-He walked 16000 steps in his birthday

•Phil had a pogo stick lmao

•His mcr thoughts

-He doesnt know if they're fully coming back

-Hes gonna pee if they do

-"Maybe peeing if it's a whole shabang"

.... Phil shut up

•His fav switch games are Mario Kart and Haloknight

•Norman Cam!!!!Shrimp Cam!!! They had a meeting, Dad shrimp Mom shrimp Baby shrimp and Peach.....

•Talked about his video

-Ghosts are real

-Phil king of comedy fbfbfbfb

-#Gerald

-#Pherald

-HE MADE A GHOST PUN

•Might watch some fireworks on bonfire night

•Norman's fav shows are Riverdale and Drag race

-Riverdale talk God rjejje

•His favorite piece of Dan's merch is the candle

-....spon your husband

-"Its such a Dan's scent musky in a good way" djdjjddj

-Dan won the Twitter layout

•Hi to the baby phannie group chat

•Sad Starbucks drinks

-He didnt like it he didnt finish it 2 stars

•Umbrella academy

•Hair compliment!! Yes dont redye it!

-News story of the week-

-In Louisiana a lady was arrested she worked in a doctor's office and was providing a services Phil would've signed up to, she sold kids doctors notes so they could get out of various things like gym-

-Fake sounding excuses-

•Laura- "My dog might've actually ate my homework"

•Sophie- "Fell off a pogo stick so I had to go to hospital for a xray so had to cancel my date"

•Jordyn- "Had to cancel plans with friends cause my rooster broke put and ran down the road"

•Lozzy- "I had to cancel going to a party cause I had to wait for a toilet to arrive"

~Gaming time~

LIMBO

•Hes black and white to match the aesthetic

•lmao someone said the kid looks a bit like Dan and he agreed

•"Its doing a big vibrate"

•Yeet

•Oh he died already... he drowned

•He gets sea sick oof

•Someone in chat is singing Miley Cyrus

•Death number 2 to a trap

•Oh...number 3

•4

-all in the span of less than 5 minutes

•"Are you having a laugh"

•....5

•Kids name is Limbl Larry now...

•6..he drowned again

•"Chaotic" Phil would leap off the end

•hhh giant spider

•HHH death number 7 to the spider

•And 8 to the spider

•Why is there a trap in the tree lol

•"Tease it"...

•EW EW EW

•the hopping is funny

•Death 9 to being squished

Props chest time

-I got 0.0951

[batonrougepowersport]

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If you're looking to take your go-karting experience to the next level, then you'll want to check out 110cc go-karts. These high-performance machines offer an unparalleled driving experience, with speeds that can reach up to 50 mph. But how can you ensure that you're getting the most out of your 110cc go-kart? In this micro blog post, we'll explore the ins and outs of these incredible machines and provide you with tips and tricks to maximize their speed and performance.

What is a 110cc Go-Kart?

Before we dive into the specifics of how to optimize your 110cc go-kart, let's first take a look at what exactly these machines are. A go-kart is a small, open-wheel vehicle that is designed for racing on a track. Go-karts can come in a variety of engine sizes, with 110cc being one of the most popular options. These go-karts are known for their speed, agility, and responsiveness, making them a favorite among racing enthusiasts.

Understanding the Basics

Before you can start optimizing your 110cc go-kart, it's important to understand the basics of how these machines work. The engine is the heart of the go-kart, and it's what powers the vehicle. The engine is connected to the drivetrain, which transfers the power from the engine to the wheels. The drivetrain consists of the clutch, the drive belt, and the rear axle.

The clutch is what allows the engine to connect and disconnect from the drivetrain. This is important because it helps to regulate the speed of the go-kart. The drive belt is what transfers the power from the engine to the rear axle. The rear axle is what drives the wheels, allowing the go-kart to move.

Tips for Maximizing Speed and Performance

Now that you understand the basics of how a 110cc go-kart works, let's take a look at some tips and tricks for maximizing its speed and performance.

1. Regular Maintenance

One of the most important things you can do to ensure that your 110cc go-kart is running at its best is to perform regular maintenance. This includes checking the oil level, checking the tire pressure, and changing the spark plugs. By keeping your go-kart in good condition, you'll be able to maximize its speed and performance.

2. Adjust the Clutch

The clutch is what allows the engine to connect and disconnect from the drivetrain. By adjusting the clutch, you can control the speed of the go-kart. If the clutch is too tight, the go-kart will have a hard time getting started. If the clutch is too loose, the go-kart will have a hard time maintaining its speed. By finding the perfect balance, you'll be able to maximize the speed and performance of your 110cc go-kart.

3. Upgrade the Exhaust System

Upgrading the exhaust system is one of the most popular modifications for 110cc go-karts. By installing a high-performance exhaust system, you'll be able to increase the power and speed of your go-kart. This is because the exhaust system helps to expel the exhaust gases from the engine more efficiently, which in turn allows the engine to produce more power.

4. Use High-Performance Tires

The tires are what connect your 110cc go-kart to the track. By using high-performance tires, you'll be able to increase the grip and traction of your go-kart. This will allow you to accelerate faster, corner better, and ultimately reach higher speeds.

[chimerareflex]

Taken from Facebook:

It took a man 6 MONTHS to do what someone couldn’t do in 6 YEARS. Time means nothing if you’re not equally yoked and the energy is not MATCHED.

1. I told him that I had NEVER been treated to a vacation. I’m always the one treating everyone else. 2 months after I said that, he surprised me with a trip to Niagara Falls, Canada for Valentines Day weekend ❤️

2. I said that I never had a man cook for me 🥘 He cooks full course meals 4-5 times a week.

3. Never had someone to help me in my businesses. He’s helped me launch 2 trainings within 90 days and make almost $200,000 in those 3 months. (He’s an IT tech)

4. I told him that I never get massages. So he surprised me with a 90 minute massage and a 30 minute facial. And has the appointments recurring for me, MONTHLY 😫 The lady said he also left his card on file....so that I could buy whatever I wanted from the spa place after my massage was over 🧖🏾‍♀️

5. The first month we started dating he said “I love that you help and take care of so many ppl. But what do you do for Ashley? What makes YOU happy? I wanna see you doing more things to make YOU happy”. That day I made a list of 25 things that make ME happy. And he holds me accountable to do a few of those things EVERY week. I’ve NEVER had a man say to me “I wanna see you BRINGING pure happiness and joy to yourself. Outside of what you do for others”

6. I told him that I wanted 5 kids. He said he wanted 6 😩 There was no bargaining. No negotiations etc. First time I’ve met someone who wanted a BIG family just like I do.

7. He’s just as open minded as I am. Our first conversation on the phone was from 4pm-12am. First time I had EVER sat on the phone for 8 hours 😭 I told him things I wanted to do that most ppl think is CRAZY. And he wanted alllll the smoke. He wanted to do those things too. We BOTH just had never been with anyone who would even entertain the conversation.

8. He is BIG on courting. In 6 months we have been to Jamaica, Canada, LA, Louisiana (his hometown), South Carolina (where he grew up) bowling, go karts, movies, dinner, sky diving, zip lining, helicopter ride, bungee jumping, couples massages, etc He was SO adamant that we were actually gonna date. And not just “talk” or “wyd” each other to death 😂😂

9. First time I had EVER had a man pray with me before bed. Or pray with me at ANY time.

10. When I told him that I didn’t have a church home he said “We need to find US a good church together”

11. We were at a restaurant recently and I got to watch him tip $200 on a $50 bill. We were at Walgreens 2 weeks ago getting my prescription and I was there to witness him paying for a baby’s medicine because the mother was short on cash.

12. I told him that I was skeptical about getting married again because of what previously happened to me. And he said “I’ll sign whatever prenup or contract you and your lawyers draw up that says I leave with what I came with” 😭🙌🏾

I could go on and on. It was like I was literally seeing a reflection of MYSELF 😳 Someone who’s heart and mind matched mine. Like a twin flame. The male version of ME. (ALL of my friends said this in the very beginning but I didn’t see it until now. They all said “You’ve met your match now. He is YOU 😂) Business owner, goofy, fun, matches my pettiness, family oriented, outspoken, outgoing, smart, confident and CHALLENGING. This is not to say that we have life ALL figured out because we don’t. This is just to say that I like the person I’m quarantined and figuring this out with 🥰

[tydy-the-megnet]

Let's Watch Captain Marvel

Alrighty. It's definitely late, but I finally got the DVD. So, I'm watching Captain Marvel.

I've decided to make this post about it, which I will write as I go, because I've seen a lot of discussion about the movie without actually hearing about what happens in it... so uh... yeah. Here are my thoughts as I think them:

Brie Larson looks good with long hair. Also, is Carol bleeding blue...? I want to know what that's about and if it's important

Movie is said to take place in the 90s. Space still already has flying cars. I guess Star Wars wasn't not accurate

Listen Sensei dude, if there is one thing I've learned from anime, emotions only make you stronger.

"You gave me these" *shakes fists* is that literal? Like did Mr Sensei really give her fists or is that referring to her powers...? I know nothing of Captain Marvel

He's talking about controlling impulses again. He clearly hasn't seen any anime

The Skrull are the shapeshifters yeah?

... amnesia...?

Now the supreme intelligence (god ai???) Is also talking about controlling her emotions. I still don't buy it.

Mission time. Digging the banter

"I laugh on the inside. I'm not doing that now."

Hm, not sure how I feel about the helmet thing

Hard light scuba gear? That's cool

I'm digging the kinda star wars vibe

Captain listen to your CO but also dont listen to him at all

Yeah the skrull are the shapeshifters everything makes sense now

Wait is her name Veers? Or is that what she's called just because she doesn't remember who she is?

AIR FORCE YEAH

GO KARTS YEAH

GO KART NO

More of this "too emotional" stuff?

Goose!

Digging the whole mental probe thing.

*Tries percussive maintain on a person*

"I dont know any Dr Larson"

So that had me confused bc I was like "Wasnt her name Danvers?" But Larson is the actress and I guess that's just a character????

Do I have the two backwards?

Skrull: *snarls*

Captain: *snarls back*

I like her

She fights like an anime character while everyone else is an 80s sci-fi movie

Get the boots!!!

And touchdown! Planet C-53! Locally known as Earth!

I guess Captain Marvel could be called a blockbuster hit in-universe and out huh?

I'm hilarious

Honey in basically in the space-boonies now you got no service here lol

This poor confused security guard lol

She called across the galaxy on a pay phone...? Yeah okay cool cool

"[C-53]'s a real shithole" yeah give it 30 years or so it gets worse

Okay why do people not like Captain Marvel?

She's like a mix of Tony, Thor, and Steve

Is that... Coulson? Young Coulson!?

YOUNG FURY!

I don't think that was young Coulson after all...

Or is it?

Idek

TRAIN FIGHT

Why are these bystanders trying to stop Veers(?) from fighting this obviously not normal old lady?

What kinda old lady can flip like that?

TRAIN FIGHT 2, ELECTRIC BOOGALOO

oh it was Young Coulson!

Poor Coulson

Damn, Nick

*uses AltaVista*

So it's later 90s. Got it.

Lmao dial-up

I guess they're in california?

Lmao dial-up

Ah so this is the motorcycle scene I've heard about. Apparently they cut the part where she nearly breaks the guy's fingers? Disappointing.

The skrull aren't carbon-based life forms that's so cool!

Not on the periodic table...? Let's see, in the 90s... I guess stuff like rutherfordium and onward wouldn't be on there. Uh, maybe technetium? There might be a couple others but for the most part chemistry was advanced enough.

Unless it's something beyond like 118. Which is weird to think about but whatever I should stop thinking about it

Except elements like that would have to be in group 14 yeah?

Biology isnt exactly my forte but

Okay perhaps it's what we now know as flerovium?

The elements in the carbon group should react similarly enough to be the foundation of an entire life form

That's why silicon is used for synthetic stuff a lot right?

And tin

I'm getting off track the movie has been paused for a few minutes now

I'm just going to assume they are flerovium-based life forms

Oh shit they're in SHIELD

So Pegasus is a flight team, or an AF division, or....?

"I don't know if this guy is really human. I'd better ask a bunch of questions to which I don't know the answer."

A skrull could be saying random words and it would totally work

"If toast is cut diagonally I can't easy it."

Why the heck not??????

"That was a photon blast" is that what that is? Awesome

I want Peter to meet her. I think he'd have a new contender for favorite

"A skrull can't do that. " how is he supposed to know that?

Young and slightly less suspicious Fury??

"Noble warrior heroes"

J O S E P H

NASA and USAF. Sweet.

"State-of-the-art two-way pager"

Ah the old tape-and-fingerprint trick. Haven't seen that since the 90s--oh

GOOSE

Fury meeting Goose is the purest scene in marvel

"you sat there and watched me play with tape?" Lmao

"Shes kookoo" "Kree glyphs" ":O"

Veers was the pilot

I still don't know her sensei's name

"Excellent work, Nicholas" ":O"

LARSON WAS MAR-VELL!??!!!?!

(I know who Mar-Vell is!)

Okay okay okay

More of this "dont emotion" garbage. Listen Veers, DON'T listen

FURY FIGHT SCENE

COULSON NO

COULSON YES

"You know how to fly this thing?" "Uh" "it's a yes or no question"

GOOSE

They're going to LA

(Louisiana not Los Angeles)

Cool

Why do people not like this this is great!

She's got the worst part of Thor, but the best part of Tony and Steve!

RONIN!?!??!??!?!!?!??!?!?!??!??!:0!?!?!

AUNTIE CAROL?!?!?

(So it IS Carol Danvers. Which means Larson isn't her mother. Which makes since because she's actually Mar-Vell. Who's... well, not the mother.)

The Good Lady Ms. Captain Carol Marvel "I-Can-Boil-Tea-With-My-Bare-Hands-Which-Shoot-Lasers-Too" Danvers Ma'am

"You're jacket. Mom doesn't let me wear it anymore after I spilled ketchup on it."

I dont know this kid's name but I really really like her.

"Call me young lady again and I'll put my foot in a place it's not supposed to be."

... that one is more clever with context but whatever

"Am I supposed to guess where that is?" "Your ass"

Monika. That's the kid's name. She's great.

Ah, more ancient relics they call "tech" lol

FLY TIME

Do a barrel roll

She did a barrel roll!

"Your blood is uhhh blue" "yeah but how's my hair"

Ah, "Vers" bc they assumed that was her name. Interesting.

Also I want to get super power by blowing something up that's way cooler than being bitten by a stupid spider

Is she human? Is she not? I've no clue

The skrull are the good guys. Things are starting to make sense again.

... maybe I should've pushed to watch this before far from home.

... huh.

... is she human?

Okay so I'm still a little confused but I think I got it.

Though I won't say I dont want something else to blow up

"Those aren't coordinates they're orbital vectors." "It's basic physics." "Couldnt you figure that out? You're my science guy."

"I just think you should consider what kind of example you're setting for your daughter." That's it. That's the best line in the whole movie. Time to go.

Her suit can change colors on a whim!?!

That's awesome

I DIG THE NEW LOOK

I mean I saw it in Endgame but

"How do I look?" "Fresh" lmao 90s

RONIN NO

GOOSE YES

"What's a cat?" xD

"Why would I turn into a filing cabinet?"

Space lab. Cool.

Is that the tesseract??

THAT'S THE TESSERACT

She can pick it up!!

Does that mean she could've wielded the Infinity Gauntlet??????

Pinball lmao

968700!?!???!??!!?!!??!?!???!??!?!??!?!?!?

HOLY FLERKEN SHIP

GOOSE

YES CAROL

GET EMOTIONED

KICK HIS BUTT

GOOSE NOOOO

Those bastards

"Only human" HEY I RESENT THAT

THE FACT THAT YOUR HUMAN FILLS YOU WITH DETERMINATION

GOOD LADY MISS CAPTAIN CAROL MARVEL DANVERS MISS AWESOME MA'AM SENPAI SAMA

SHE'S A SUPER SAIYAN

PURE OF HEART AND AWAKENED BY FURY

(I'm still hilarious)

GOOSE DID THE THING

This is awesome why dont more people love it???

"Good kitty"

This very quickly went from Star Wars to Dragon Ball and I am loving it

She really is an anime character

Did she? Is that? Nerf gun?

Okay Carol isnt that much god mode there was just a nerd gun on the floor okay cool yeah sure

"Just like Havana" TALOS YOU BEAUTIFUL--

Remember how captain america jumped to the outside of a plane and fought through it? Yeah CM just did that in SPACE take that Steve

Still dont know how I feel about the helmet thing though

JUST LIKE BEGGAR'S CANYON BACK HOME

RONIN

Yeah, those are explosions

Ronin: O_O

Ronin: .... yeah bye

"I have nothing to prove to you."

HECK YEAH. GO CAROL. LASER HIS BUTT.

Fury lost his eye! GOOSE HE TRUSTED YOU

*thinks back to that moment in Winter Soldier*

"You were Solar and the SHIELD agent?" Omg Carol yes keep up

Fury SINGS?!?!

So like, are her powers just straight up energy manipulation? Because that's pretty cool. Really versatile, too

The way she started the engine makes it seem so

And then she just,,,,,, flies away. Into the night. Like stardust in the wind.

Dig the jacket, though

"The Protector Initiative"

It begins......

"Is it true? The Kree burned your eye out because you refused to give them the tesseract?" "I will neither confirm nor deny the facts of that story"

Lmao Fury

"CAPT CAROL "AVENGER" DANVERS"

"The Avenger Initiative"

It didnt actually show it but we know

Also, dig the music

Aaand now we see, 20ish years later, the snappening

"I wanna know who's on the other end of that thing"

First of all I love that they dont call it a pager because it's 2018 wtf is a pager amirite?

Second, I love how Carol is just there. Great reveal. 1007391861604016/10

"Where's Fury?" D:

Better question, where is Goose???

*one roll of credits later*

Oh! :D

Lmao the tesseract

God this movie is amazing

[phroyd]

... and “Yes”, she describes Trump’s Dick!  Way To Much Information, but are we surprised?! LOL! - Phroyd

In a tell-all memoir, the pornographic actor Stormy Daniels details salacious descriptions of her time with Donald Trump, wonders if he is fit to be president and claims he offered to cheat for her in his reality TV show.

A copy of the book, Full Disclosure, was obtained by the Guardian. In it, Daniels describes her mounting disbelief as Trump began to win primary contests in 2016 for the Republican presidential nomination. Former castmates whom she had not heard from in years, but who had heard her story about sleeping with Trump in 2006, would call her up to marvel at the news.

“It will never happen, I would say,” Daniels writes. “He doesn’t even want to be president.”

But as Trump kept winning, Daniels writes, she began to think she might be in danger. The story she had to tell about Trump seemed more sensitive the more he won. And she had already been threatened once, years earlier, and warned never to tell the story about Trump, she has claimed.

Those moments of fear and doubt – and Daniels’ decision on the eve of the election to sign a $130,000 hush agreement – hang around a detailed description of Daniels’ alleged tryst with Trump at a celebrity golf tournament in Lake Tahoe, California. In the book, Daniels writes in sometimes excruciating detail about the president’s genitals and describes her disgust with herself for letting the scene play out.

She continued to answer Trump’s many phone calls over the next year in hopes that he would make good on his promise to put her on his reality television show, The Apprentice, Daniels writes. Trump even suggested that a cheat could be arranged to allow her to survive through more episodes of the show, she writes.

“We’ll figure out a way to get you the challenges beforehand,” she quotes him as saying. “And we can devise your technique.”

“He was going to have me cheat, and it was 100 percent his idea.”

Whenever she saw Trump on television for years afterwards, Daniels writes, an internal monologue would play out: “‘I had sex with that’, I’d say to myself. Eech.”

Trump has denied any affair with Daniels, although he admitted to personally reimbursing his personal lawyer, Michael Cohen, for the money Daniels received in the hush agreement.

With its intensely intimate portrait of a clownish and insecure Trump, the book lands after weeks in which the White House has struggled to debunk a portrait of an outmatched and incompetent president in a separate book, Bob Woodward’s Fear, and to debunk an editorial by anonymous administration official claiming that subordinates routinely ignore and subvert the president’s orders.

The proliferation of damning narratives have been dismissed by the White House as made-up stories, floated as a distraction, Trump claims, from his achievements. But his approval rating appears to be slumping toward the mid-30s, a historic low for presidents at a similar stage in their first terms.

Opinions about Trump’s presidency are scarce in Full Disclosure, although when Daniels tells a story about Trump growing agitated about a golf course plan, she notes, “there was nothing that made him seem as petulant and prone to tantrums as he has been as president.”

The crux of the book, however, follows Daniels’ decision to go public with her story about Trump just before the election, after years of hiding the affair, she writes, from her then-husband. Going public meant that she and her daughter would be less vulnerable to attack, she reasoned. She recounts a story she has told elsewhere, of being approached by a large man in a gym parking lot in 2011 and warned not to tell the story about Trump. Trump has said the parking lot story is “a total con job.”

Beginning with Daniels’ youth as a girl named Stephanie Clifford growing up in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, Full Disclosure tells a vivid story of childhood poverty, neglect and abuse, including sexual abuse by a middle-aged man beginning when Daniels was nine years old. The stories are intercut with light moments such as her time with a beloved pet horse and a crush on Patrick Swayze so intense she kissed a hole in her Dirty Dancing poster.

“The deck has always been stacked against me,” she writes, but “I own my story and the choices I made.”

The memoir narrates Daniels’ first experiences as a stripper while still in high school, and how she broke into the porn industry, through which she rose to become an award-winning director, writer and star.

It was in that role that Daniels attended a celebrity golf tournament in Lake Tahoe, California, in 2006, where she and two colleagues greeted golfers between holes. There she first sees Trump: “He had a red cap, a Trump crest as a placeholder for the MAGA slogan not one of us could see coming.”

Trump’s bodyguard invites Daniels to dinner, which turns out to be an invitation to Trump’s penthouse, she writes, in a description of alleged events that Daniels has disclosed previously but which in the book are rendered with new and lurid detail. She describes Trump’s penis as “smaller than average” but “not freakishly small.”

“He knows he has an unusual penis,” Daniels writes. “It has a huge mushroom head. Like a toadstool…

“I lay there, annoyed that I was getting fucked by a guy with Yeti pubes and a dick like the mushroom character in Mario Kart...

“It may have been the least impressive sex I’d ever had, but clearly, he didn’t share that opinion.”

Daniels’ alleged relationship with Trump included one moment in 2007, she writes, in which she is with Trump in a hotel room watching a Shark Week broadcast on cable television when he receives a phone call from Hillary Clinton, then running against Barack Obama for the Democratic presidential nomination.

“Then, to make it crazier, Hillary Clinton called,” Daniels writes. “He had a whole conversation about the race, repeatedly mentioning ‘our plan’...

“Even while he was on the phone with Hillary, his attention kept going back to the sharks.”

Phroyd

[clearwillow]

30 Questions

Rules:

- Tag the person who tagged you

- Answer the questions

- Tag 20 people

I was tagged by @c-s-stars

1. How tall are you?

5’ 2”

2. What colour and style is your hair?

Naturally blond, currently red. It’s just past my shoulders but I need to trim it.

3. What colour are your eyes?

Green

4. Do you wear glasses?

No, but I wouldn’t rule it out in the future

5. Do you wear braces?

Nope

6. What’s your fashion sense?

Comfortable most days. If I can go barefoot it’s a good day. Jeans, nerdy shirts, and tunics are most of my closet. Warm weather hits and you’ll be doing good to get me to wear anything besides shorts and a tank top.

7. Full name?

Carra Leigh Wiseman is what’s on the birth certificate

8. Where were you born?

Minden, Louisiana

9. Where are you from and where do you live now?

Louisiana, and now North Carolina

10. What school do you go to?

Formerly Western Governor’s University at North Carolina

11. What kind of student are/were you?

One of my professor’s nailed it when he said I was an overachiever with no concept of real time, because I had planned out 27 hours of work into a regular day. Said either I didn’t sleep or I never looked at a clock, so I told him both were true. Just add big ball of stress to that and you’ve got me.

12. Do you like school?

Yeah, I enjoyed it most of the time.

13. Favourite school subjects?

Art and History

14. Favourite tv shows?

Doctor Who, Golden Girls, Frasier, Keeping Up Appearances, Are You Being Served, As Time Goes By, The Walking Dead, WKRP in Cincinnati, The Musketeers, Mama’s Family, Designing Women...

15. Favourite movie?

That’s a hard one! Animal House, Lord of the Rings, Dazed and Confused, and the Princess and the Frog are up there...

16. Favourite books?

Jane Hinchey’s Hell’s Gate trilogy is pretty good. I’m also hooked on Shannyn Leah and Kelly Moore’s The Crazy Rich Davenports series.

17. Favourite pastime?

Drawing, being outside, Mario Kart, plotting writing

18. Do you have any regrets?

I regret not doing some things differently, but if I had, I don’t think I’d have had the opportunities that I do now.

19. Dream job?

Elementary school art teacher.

20. Would you ever like to be married?

If the right person came along

21. Would you like to have kids?

The circumstances would have to be right; like marriage, I don’t take the idea of having kids lightly.

22. How many?

...2 I guess?

23. Do you like shopping?

When I have the budget, yeah. I mostly ever leave the house to get groceries anymore though

24. What countries have you visited?

Never left the country, unless you count being online. lol

25. Scariest nightmare?

Has to be the one where I go into my room and it’s covered from floor to ceiling with spiders, and not the daddy long-legged ones. We’re talking the big, terrifying mofos that come from Australia. Every inch of my room was covered. EVERY. INCH. And I couldn’t scream for help.

That tops the dream where I pushed my upper row of teeth back into the gums because I looked in the mirror and thought ‘oh hell not again’.

26. Any enemies?

Does my lack of confidence count?

27. Do you have a significant other?

I don’t...think?

28. Do you get along with your family?

Immediate family, yes. Anyone after that is like navigating a minefield.

29. Do you believe in miracles?

Yeah, I suppose.

30. How are you?

Somewhere between okay and anxious. Also just recognized that I hit burnout last month, so I’m trying to set goals for myself so I don’t sink into a pity party of depression. I’m not where I want to be or where I expected to be, but I’m taking it one day at a time and doing what I can. I am looking forward to the warm weather coming up this week.

Tagging: @thursday-adams @theflowmistress @gildin @dolithiiel @lostinfantasyland @keichanz @lilyputswirl90 @tast33cak3s @bntjammer @yokofdono I know it ain’t 20 and if I tagged you, you don’t have to do it. If I didn’t tag you and you want to, consider yourself tagged now!