#honestly fuck plain white cakes for a wedding

[localforecast]

My vaporwave wedding cake 💜 6/17/22

[moeyy-writes]

Bucket of Snakes

Zak Bagans x Reader, Billy Tolley x BestFriend!Reader

Warnings: brief mention of blood, other than that it’s just goofy shenanigans. Oh, and poorly edited as usual. Haha.

Word Count: 1,649

A/N: I had a few ideas for this theme, and I might make it a drabble collection. I haven’t decided yet. Also, who wouldn’t want to set up a prank with Billy?

My Full Master List

You danced in the passenger seat of Billy’s car, hoping to set your plan in motion before Zak returned home. For now, Aaron and Jay were keeping him occupied with yet another game of golf, which allowed you and your best friend just enough time to set up your latest prank.

And this one was your best yet.

You held your phone up and started filming your excitement. Billy was already planning on having Jay film the entire prank but having a silly little intro wouldn’t hurt.

“Heading to the Bagans Manor with a bucket of snakes,” you sang to your phone. Billy chuckled beside you.

“I hope you aren’t on Instagram live or something. We need to keep this a secret.” You rolled your eyes, still filming, and turned to the driver.

“Dude, how many pranks have we done so far? I’m not going to spoil it,” you scoffed. “That’s a rookie move, Tolley.” You stuck your tongue out, then turned back to your phone. You wiggled your shoulders and smiled. “Heading to the Bagans Manor with a bucket of snakes,” you continued with a giggle.

You turned the phone back over to Billy, who just smiled, Starbucks drink in hand. He cheered the camera. “The saga continues.”

As Billy pulled into the driveway, your body hummed with excitement. The moment the car stopped, you leapt out and raced for the truck. You opened the door and grinned at the plain white bucket.

“He’s going to hate us for this one.” You reached for the bucket, then skipped up the driveway to the door.

You unlocked the door and waited for Billy to grab the rest of the gear. You peered around him and stared at the car, which was parked dead-center in the middle of the driveway.

“You think we should move that over a little? Jay is going to text me when they’re on the way back, but I don’t want to have to worry about parking on the street.” You reached out for the bucket that Billy was carrying and nodded towards the car.

“Yeah, probably a good idea.”

While Billy went to move his car, you made your way to Zak’s favorite room. It didn’t really have a title, but it best resembled a creepy, fucked up mancave. It looked like a partial library with a grand table in the middle, like where vampires would meet and have a blood tasting party or some shit. Right before leaving for a lockdown, Zak, you, and the crew and would all gather in there and go over travel plans.

And this is where Billy, Jay, and you usually went over evidence after a lockdown.

You gently placed the buckets onto the hardwood floor and smiled. It was going to be a piece of cake to get that bucket overhead. You knew there was a ladder in the garage, and Billy was surprisingly knowledgeable in rigging traps like this.

Once Billy got back from moving the car, he started unpacking the tools while you went in search for the ladder. You knew last saw it on the wall next to where you parked your car. And, luckily, that’s exactly where it was.

Lugging that ladder to the other side of the huge house wasn’t an easy feat, but you managed to do it without breaking anything. Honestly, that alone was deserving of a medal. Zak wasn’t exactly a sparce decorator.

“Okay, I’ll hold the ladder and you can—”

“Oh no,” Billy interrupted, his eyes narrowing. “You’re younger and far nimbler that I am. There’s no fucking way I’m getting on that thing. I’ll break a hip.” You rolled your eyes and sighed.

“Fine, old man, just hold the damn thing still. I don’t want Zak coming home to a broken fiancé.”

“It’s beautiful. Our best work yet,” you boasted as you stared up at your handy work, hands on your hips. Billy chuckled beside you.

“It’s pretty genius,” he agreed. “Have you heard from Jay?

Shit. You hadn’t looked at your phone in ages.

“Uh, hold on.” You pulled your phone out of your back pocket and studied the screen.

Two New Text Messages: Jay Wasley

Jay: Hey, we are leaving now. Do you need us to buy you more time?

Jay: We’re five minutes out. I hope you guys are ready.

“Shit, Jay said they were five minutes out three minutes ago. They will be here any minute!” You rushed to your usual spot, in the living room. You turned the TV on and tried to look comfortable while Billy plopped down into the leather chair beside you.

The moment you two settled, you heard the sound of car doors slamming. The sound sent a shock wave of nervous tingles through your body. There’s no turning back now.

“If he gets pissed off and calls off the wedding, I’m blaming you,” you whispered as the door opened. Zak’s distant voice filled the air.

“He better not. I already bought my groomsman tux—”

“Hey there, couch potatoes. How was your day?” Zak greeted as he entered the room. You beamed up at him and smiled.

“Hey!” He leaned down and kissed the top of your head.

“Did you get through any of the footage?” Zak gently rubbed your shoulders as he stood behind the couch.

“Uh, no. Not really. We went to get lunch, then went into a food coma. Plus, it’s a shit ton of footage. We thought all of us could go through it together.” You stared up at Zak, who just smiled.

“I mean, sure. It was a two-part lockdown, so I’m sure there’s a lot to look at.” He glanced over at Billy, who was staring down on his phone. “You guys almost out of your food coma?” You nodded, then slowly lifted off the couch.

“I’ll go set up the computers,” Billy announced, stepping in front of you. “Jay, you wanna help real quick?” You watched as Jay nodded. He was nominated to film the plan in motion.

“How was your game?” you asked, trying to distract Zak are a moment. Aaron immediately start laughing.

“You mean other than almost falling into the pond?” You laughed with him.

“Wait, what?” You turned and stared at Zak, who rolled his eyes.

“Dude, they definitely moved that pond! I don’t remember it being there before!” Zak scoffed. You raised an eyebrow.

“Wait, the pond by the eighth hole?” You turned back to Aaron. You had been invited to play with them a few times, not that golf was your best sport. Usually, you and Aaron tried to beat each other on who could have the worst game.

Zak sighed. “It wasn’t there before!” He was adamant and he wasn’t backing down.

“Okay, babe. But, if you really want to go swimming, we can always just go to Aaron’s place. The last thing you need is to get E. Coli from all that goose crap.” You had to tease him one more time. He was so adorable when he got embarrassed. “Now, let’s go see what Billy and Jay are up to.” Zak just sighed and nodded.

The three of you headed up to Zak’s favorite room. You led the way, wanting to look back as the whole thing played out. Zak was right behind you, followed by Aaron.

Butterflies filled your stomach as you neared the hall. You turned into the first door on the right, then gave your signal, before spinning on your heels. The moment you turned around, Zak passed through the doorway. In an instant, Billy pulled the rope, emptying the large bucket of snakes onto the unsuspecting target.

“What the Fu—Ahhh!” Zak shrieked and nearly leapt into Aaron’s arms. You, Billy, and Jay all immediately erupted in laughter, followed by Aaron. Zak grasped onto Aaron’s arm for dear life, staring wide-eyed at the dozens of plastic and rubber snakes that now littered the floor.

“Oh my god, look at the terror in his eyes!” Billy cackled as he doubled over, holding his stomach.

“Zak, man, I can’t feel my arm. It’s okay, Z.” Aaron pulled away from Zak, but Zak barely moved. You peered back at Jay, who was still recording, then back at Zak.

“Babe?” For a moment, you were afraid that you had given him an aneurysm or something. Zak’s widened eyes slowly locked on you.

“Fuck you, Y/N.” His voice was low and stern. He slowly loosened his grip on Aaron as he studied the snakes on the floor. “This is why you fuckers haven’t looked at any evidence yet.”

You burst into laughter. “Yeah, well, it was worth it,” you retorted. Billy nodded beside you, agreeing.

“Is this what I have to look forward to now?” Zak finally caught his breath and stepped cautiously over the snakes, towards you. “Am I always going to be looking over my shoulder?”

You grinned. “You knew what you were in for, babe.”

“Dude, we’ve been pranking you since before you two started dating, and you still proposed,” Billy defended, patting Zak’s shoulder. “Don’t call off the wedding now. That tux was expensive.”

Zak laughed, then wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “Oh, I’m not calling anything off.” He yanked you tightly against him and leaned in, his lips hovering just inches from your ear. “But I’m not the only one who should be looking over my shoulder. Revenge is swift, and someone in this room may just be a double-agent.” Your eyes widened and you peered over to Billy, who shared the same look.

“Haha, well, good luck pranking the masters.” You tried to hide your nerves, but Zak was good at surprises. He planned several surprise parties for you and the guys, and had planned his elaborate proposal for months without you suspecting a damn thing.

Well, this was going to be interesting.

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #276

“all the other kids with the pumped up kicks, you better run, better run, outrun my gun.”

Favorite dried fruit? Dried fruit is fucking disgusting. Would you rather wear a dress or a suit on your wedding day? A dress. If you chose dress, will it be long or short? I prefer longer wedding dresses. If you chose suit, will you wear a bow or a tie? Hypothetically I’d wear a tie, probably. Have you ever wanted to be a police officer? No. Do you have a nut allergy? No. Do you accessories with chains? Put chains on fucking EVERYTHING and it is an improvement. How often do you cook dinner? If you’re excluding the microwave, like… never. What have you given up on recently? Nothing important; the only thing I can think of applies to a game. I was after the way-too-fucking-expensive dinosaur mount that is very soon going away in World of Warcraft, but the stress it was causing me wasn’t worth it. The time investment and how it was only a “maybe” of getting it in time Favorite condiment for fries? Ketchup. Ever had bangs? I did as a little kid. Do you know any Italian people? Well yeah, people of Italian descent are common in the U.S. I don’t know like, someone straight from Italy though. Have you ever dated someone LGBTQ+? Yeah, a demisexual. What color would you like your future bathroom to be? Uh… I don’t really care. It would depend on the house. Do you add sugar to plain cornflakes? No. Are skeletons cool? Skellyboiz are dope. Favorite Selena Gomez song? I don’t know any. Do you like coffee flavored cake? I don’t like coffee, so guess. Is that even a thing, though? Do you still watch your favorite kid shows/cartoons? I don’t watch TV. I would though, sure. Do you like going on walks? What's your favorite thing about them? How far do you normally walk? Ugh this question is gonna be embarrassing considering I went through muscle atrophy in my legs from being so sedentary. When we move (HOPEFULLY the start of October, a wrench was kinda thrown in our plans), I intend to absolutely start walking in small intervals now that we’ll be in a nice little neighborhood with a sidewalk. And a PokeStop nearby to bait me lmfao. Plus the weather will be cooler, so I intend to make a lot of progress. BUT ANYWAY I like just listening to either music or the sounds of what’s going on around me. Last time you had a hot drink? That’s a good question. Idk. Have you ever lived in a city? Was it crowded? Never like… a “real” city. Just small towns or in the middle of nowhere. Would you prefer to live in a big city or the woods? THE WOODS!!!!!!1 THE WOODS!!!!!1!!!!1111!! GIMME THAT SHIT!!!!!!11!11!!!! Have you ever climbed a mountain? No. Do you hear owls or crickets at night where you live? LOADS of crickets and toads during the summer. Ever run away from home? When I was a stupid pre-teen. I was mad at my mom and she wasn’t home, so I took Teddy and left. I had my phone though and Mom – when she got home – threatened to call the cops, so yeah, I came back. Are you scared to ride public transport alone? Why? No. Is marriage on your mind? No time soon. Did you own a dollhouse when you were younger? I didn’t, per se, but my younger sister did, and we would play together. Does the room you're in have a tiled floor? No, it’s carpet. How many pairs of earrings do you own? Not that many, not too few. Are you looking for a boyfriend/girlfriend? I’ve never thought *looking* was a good idea, so no. I think bonds of any kind need to come naturally to avoid lack of genuineness, force, or rush. I don’t think me having an s/o is a smart idea right now anyway. Do you prefer a call or a text? Don’t call me unless you’re dying or something. Do your parents drink coffee every morning? Mom almost always does. I don’t live with Dad, so idk. Have you ever donated blood? Yes. One song that's meaningful to you? UM a LOT. Most meaningful, probably “Stairway To Heaven” by Led Zeppelin. I physically can’t listen to it. Like I refuse to. Are you addicted to anything? Technology, big oof energy. What were you last listening to in the car? Something on my iPod, idk. When was the last time you sang out loud? I don’t recall. I rarely sing. What did you have for breakfast? A microwaveable sausage, egg, and cheese biscuit. Mom is currently out of state with her mother because she’s literally on her deathbed, so she STOCKED ME THE FUCK UP on groceries. The freezer is literally jam-packed, so I’m focusing on eating food from there. Did you have a nap today? Yes. I almost never, ever make it through the day without one, especially now with having nightmares every fucking time I sleep. Are you named after anyone? No. Well, not my first name, anyway. “Marie” is a middle name theme in my family, though. What kind of music do you like? Metal, rock, alternative, indie… stuff like that. What’s one hobby that you’d like to take up? Ugh, I miss a LOT of my old hobbies. I’ve lost interest in so much. I wish I drew way more than I do, which is almost never. What did you think you wanted to be when you grew up? The first job I ever wanted was a paleontologist. I was obsessed with dinosaurs. Still love ‘em. What’s the biggest project on your to-do list right now? It’d be great if I could finish designing Ashley’s cancer tattoo, but again, yeah, drawing motivation. ;_; If you weren’t in your current job, what would you want to be doing? I’m unemployed. Is the last person you kissed older than you? No. Are you happy right now? No. Haven’t been “happy” for a while now. Who makes you happiest right now? Probably my cat tbh lol. Especially being home alone for so long, he’s keeping me company. In school did/do people put a label on you? If so, what is/was it? I was considered one of the “emo” kids. Do you laugh every day? lol wow no. What is the last thing you laughed at? This Spongebob meme I saw on Facebook got me fuckin good. Have you cried today? If so, why? Nah. When was the last time someone saw you naked? Been a long time; even when I’m going in or coming out of the shower I do all I can for Mom to not see me because I hate my body a fucking lot. What is the greatest loss you've endured? My first boyfriend. When was the last time you did something you were embarrassed by? WOW I do this like every fuckin day, fam. What was the last thing you lied about? I’m not sure. What type of a drunk are you? Never gotten to the point of drunk, but I was more talkative the closest I got. What is your philosophy on life/how do you generally choose to live or conduct yourself? What a big question. I personally think you should do all you can to make a positive impact on the world – make it better than when you entered. Don’t contribute to the bad, treat people how you want to be treated… all that jazz. When was the last time you were up all night and why? I can’t remember quite why, but I remember doing that with WoW some time ago. Idr what I was doing that had my attention that long, though. That’s rare now. What is the worst thing you've done to yourself? What is the worst thing someone else has done to you? Part one: hand over all of my worth to someone else. Part two: show me exactly why I shouldn’t have in a very unhealthy way. What is the most personal thing you're willing to reveal? I dunno??? Can ya give me a topic?? Is there a situation or person you haven't been able to get over/forgive/what have you? I honestly doubt I’ll ever be entirely over Jason. Who was the last person to yell at you? Did you yell back? Probably Mom, and idr. Doubt it. Just probably raised my voice. Where did your last injury come from? My cat, rip. What is the worst thing you have said to another person? Something along the lines of “thanks for sending me to the ER (or mental hospital?) again.” Fucking disgusting. Do you wear your seatbelt in the car? Without fail, always. Please wear your seatbelt. Are you scared of flying? Not really. What do you sleep in? Men’s pj pants and tank tops. Who was the last person you kissed? Sara. What are you listening to? I am fucking HOOKED on 3TEETH's cover of "Pumped Up Kicks." Do you prefer soupy noodles or noodles without the broth? Without. Have you ever missed someone but felt like they had other friends and didn't miss you as much as you did? This. Is the story of my motherfuckin life. I feel this all the time to a very deep level. Who, out of all your friends, do you hang with the most and could never get tired of him/her? Sara. Do you like the taste of white chocolate or does it taste kind of fake? Nooot a white chocolate fan. Too sweet. How would you react if you just found out your mom had an abortion before? I would be VERY surprised just given who she is and her adoration for children. Are your pets spayed/neutered? Yes. Hottest guy you know and actually talk to? I don’t regularly talk to any guy I consider “hot,” but the closest to that would be my friend Leon, whom I’ve always seen as very attractive. It is fucking UNCANNY, his resemblance to Leon Kennedy from the Resident Evil series. Like he’s dressed as him before and it is astonishing. Name sharing is a coincidence, too. What time of day do you like to shower? I don’t have a favored time anymore. I just do it when I feel like it at some point during the day, but pretty much never night anymore. I do think starting the morning with one though is great, though. When you go out to eat, what sides do your order with your food? Fries are almost guaranteed, but of course it depends on the type of food, too. What do you spend more money than necessary on? I don’t and never have had a stable source of income to answer this, really. What video game or computer game are you best at? Uhhh I’d probably be rusty with the Shadow of the Colossus controls by now, I’ve don’t have the maps or every puzzles memorized from the Silent Hill games, so I guess my answer’s World of Warcraft if I’m on my hunter. Not to flex but I’m a bomb-ass beast mastery hunter. Been my main in the game since I started in MoP. What do you keep your keys on? They’re in my purse on a keychain. Is your favorite color different than your favorite color to wear? Oh yeah. Do you buy books or get them from the library? Buy them. What section of the food pyramid do you neglect the most? Veggies for sure. What do you use your stovetop for most? Well, I don’t ever. Can you focus on studying if there's music on? No, I need silence. In what types of situations do you demand absolute silence? Well, see the above answer, for one. Also going to sleep. Well, maybe not, as I have a fan as kinda like white noise, but I can sleep without it. Did you do well at fitness testing in grade school? I didn’t score bad, but I wasn’t exceptional either. Do you own more shoes or less shoes than the average person? Less, I’m sure. Do you still have anything from when you were a baby? Yeah, up in the attic. I think my mom has some stuff that’s super important to her in a case somewhere. Do you use hairspray much? I never do. Are art museums interesting or boring to you? I enjoy them. What subject in school do you feel is the least necessary? Well, this is a difficult question to answer when you consider I think depending on your career focus as well as personal values and interests, this answer changes from person to person. Like for me, I could say I don’t give a shit about complex math, but advanced math courses would be valued by certain people down specific paths. But anyway, I’ll bite and say least necessary for *the most* people, in my opinion anyway. Gym. It’s very discriminatory towards people with more limited physical capabilities (and I don’t just mean literally disabled), and it’s also just very uncomfortable and/or embarrassing to some people. Like I’d fuckin cry if in my current state, I was forced to “run” a mile, because I physically couldn’t come even close. A person, a younger one especially, should never be subjected to humiliation at the hands of a class schools deem “necessary” when it absolutely is not. Okay I’m in a talkative mood and this is turning into an essay so I’mma move along now. When you were a kid, what games did you always play on the playground? I think for as long as I had recess, my go-to was ALWAYS the swings. I fucking loved swingsets. I loved playing 4 Square or whatever it was called. And then of course there was me digging tunnels in the sandboxes because I wanted to feel like a meerkat lmfao. Do you enjoy power outages or do you get annoyed? For some reason, I still have this childlike excitement *early* into a power outage. Especially when it’s dark and we have to get out the candles, and I might play my old GameBoy or Nintendo DS, or I’ll probably just chill talking with Mom. However, that phase is pretty short nowadays, being a snake mama. My mind very quickly goes back to “Venus needs her lamp,” so as time passes, I get more anxious than annoyed. Basically, I’d rather not have one. Do you know how to use an ATM? … no lmao How about write a check? No. Are you pretty politically correct? To a degree I consider reasonable. Personally I find political correctness as having gone too far by now, but it’s certainly appropriate in some instances. What is one fashion trend you'll never understand? I… don’t really care to think much on this. Wear what makes you feel confident in yourself. There are things I think don’t look good, but they may look great to you, and it’s on your body, so guess whose opinion matters. What do you wear when you exercise? Oh yeesh. Just sweatpants and a tank top, normally. What is usually the last thing you do before you go to bed? I turn the brightness on my phone waaay down. I’m always going to wake up throughout the night and check the time, but I don’t want to be blinded.

[loveforpreserumsteve]

Begin Again (Mortician!Steve and Baker!Bucky Modern “Moving On” AU)

Twenty-Nine:

Back in the kitchen, Steve went back to his original task of mixing the colorful dyes into the liquidy batter. He didn't want to think about Brock, let alone see him. It had been six years. Six years since Steve had discovered the man he wanted to spend the rest of his life with had no desire to do the same with him. Six years since Steve sat crying in his living room trying to think of a way to explain his newly broken nose to his mom and especially how he'd explain it to Natasha. Six years since Steve entered into therapy for the first time. Six years since Steve vowed to never let anyone else close enough to break his --

Jesus, Steve rolled his eyes, I sound like a broken record.

As Bucky divided the new batch -- chocolate, it looked -- the same way he did with the white cake batter, he worried his lower lip with his teeth. The tenth time Bucky glanced up at him, Steve wondered if Bucky was ever going to, "Ask already."

The directness surprised the brunet, and he tripped over his words, "Did you, did you know that he was going to... going to... ya know?"

"Leave?" Steve supplied, dying his last bowl of light batter a vibrant green. Mutely, Bucky nodded. Steve pursed his lips as he reached back to the memories he had been trying to suppress for the last half decade. "Hindsight is 20/20."

"Right," Bucky agreed and weakly teased, "I've heard that before."

"I bet," Steve smirked. Then sighing as he settled, "There were little things that added up to big things. Honestly," Steve shrugged, "I should've realized it sooner. What with his internalized homophobia and how he never wanted people to see us together because of it."

Jaw briefly clenching, Bucky said, "That's just plain awful."

"That's not even half of it," Steve chuckled self-deprecatingly. Since he was thinking about it, he revealed, "I mean, for the first three months or so, whenever we were out together, he would still make it a point to pretend that we weren't together while he flirted on waitresses."

Shocked by this, Bucky just looked at Steve for a moment, not being able to do anything but blink at him. After a moment, Bucky stated, "Seriously, that's fucked up."

"Yeah," Steve nodded in agreement. "Of course, that's nowhere near as bad as the emotional abuse that I just shrugged off as, 'Sometimes My Boyfriend's a Dick.'"

"I don't even know what to say," Bucky admitted, "I kind of feel like crying."

"I've had six years to come to terms," Steve reassured.

"Six years?" Steve could almost see the way the gears were working in Bucky's mind. The brunet glanced over towards the front of the shop and vowed, "I'm never baking him or his family another cake."

Steve was the shocked one now and he quickly argued, "You don't have to do that. Really. I don't want to mess with your livelihood. I mean --"

"Steve," Bucky held up his hand to stop him. Steve snapped his mouth closed and Bucky reasoned, "It's my business, and I have the right to refuse that business. Why would I want a shitty person to promote my baking to his probably equally as shitty companions just so I can have more shitty customers?"

Worrying his lower lip with his teeth, Steve decided, "Yeah, when you put it that way…"

For a moment, the pair was quiet until Bucky sincerely asked, "If given the chance, would you still go through with it?"

"I mean, if not for Brock, I would've never met you," Steve teased, earning an attractive blush from the brunet that Steve immediately filed away for later. Playfully, Bucky rolled his eyes, and Steve honestly answered, "Probably. As sad as it is now, I was so gone for him that I would've eloped after the first month."

"Wow, even with him making you a Bro and hitting on women in front of you?" Bucky solemnly huffed. Steve quirked a brow and Bucky quickly apologized, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have… That was insensitive."

Steve paused his current task to really study Bucky, "Why are you asking?"

Bucky was back to worrying his lower lip with his teeth. And Steve hated the way that his heart jumped with premature hope. He shouldn't be happy about Bucky doubting his own relationship. Yet, the butterflies hatched from their cocoons to lazily flutter around his midsection at the smallest chance that Bucky might not want to marry his fiancé.

"I love Tony, I do. It's just..." Bucky blew out a puff of air, "He can be a bit... much."

Steve brows rose high on his forehead, and he ducked his head to focus on the batter in front of him. Pressing his lips to keep a smile from escaping. This was definitely not the time to be cheerful.

No matter how happy his heart happened to be.

"Like," Bucky continued, "He's planning this really elaborate wedding and I'm not sure if it's because it's the wedding of his dreams, or if it's just an expensive way to advertise his business."

Conflicted, Steve lightheartedly added, "Well, the man does know how to plan a wedding."

Bucky winced, but before he could apologize, Steve asked, "Have you talked to him?"

"I've tried to," Bucky admitted, starting on another recipe while gesturing to the dyed batter, he instructed Steve, "Can you fill those liners halfway?"

"Sure," Steve agreed, doing as told by lifting one bowl of batter and pouring it into the rainbow cupcake liners.

"The thing is," Bucky turned on the mixer, "Tony reads too much into things and I don't want him to jump to conclusions. I mean, the last thing that I want Tony to assume is that I don't want to marry him."

When one bowl was done, Steve moved onto the next. His heart was racing as he reminded, "As someone who has gone through this -- and ended up getting left at the altar -- don't wait to talk about this."

Bucky turned off the mixer and lowered his voice to confess, "I'm just afraid that he won't take it very well."

"Take what well?" Steve asked, "Are we talking about wanting a different centerpiece…? Or are we talking about wanting a longer engagement? Or…?"

"More like," Bucky wiped some extra flour off the counter, "I might be the Chapel O' Love type..."

"Might be marrying the wrong man," slipped out of Steve's mouth before he could think about what he was saying. His eyes widened once his mind caught up with his mouth.

All Bucky did though was chuckle; taking it as a joke. Like my life, Steve internally deadpanned.

After a moment, Bucky wondered, "Do you ever think you'll give it another go?"

Chewing on his lip as he thought -- and tried not to think about how he would run away with Bucky if he said the word -- Steve shrugged, "Maybe. Who knows, maybe when I find Mr. Right and begin again, I'll go the drive-thru nuptial route."

A large grin crinkled all the way up to his steel-blue eyes, "I think that's a marvelous idea." Then, he amended, "As long as I get to bake the cake, of course."

Licking some of the batter off his forearm, Steve confirmed, "You'll definitely be there."

"I see it's still true," Bucky chuckled.

"What is?" Steve asked, wondering how the batter had splattered and dripped onto him.

"The best way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

Steve looked up at Bucky then. Just in time to catch the wink sent his way. Blushing, Steve playfully rolled his eyes and continued filling the liners. Wondering if that way still worked if it was to a baker's heart.

[plusultrabitchez]

Rooms on Fire Chapter 19: Engagement Party

*beep*beep*beep*

"Noooooo..." you groaned as you moved from your warm and cozy spot in Hitoshi's arms to hit the snooze button on your alarm. You had a long day ahead of you and you weren't quite ready for it. You and Hitoshi had been out very late last night for a mission you were both working on, and lucky Hitoshi got to sleep in. You, on the other hand, had plans to meet Ochako for brunch then help with a ton of wedding planning errands then help her get ready for her and Midoriya's engagement party later that evening.

It had been 2 months since you and Hitoshi made up and a lot had happened during that time. Hitoshi's career had blown up so he was working more than ever now and you two even got to work several missions together. He had also moved in. The two of you were surprised how natural it felt living together and combining your belongings. Cat was instant buds with Binx, Salem, and Hades. You and Hitoshi decided to get a larger bed since all three kitties and Hades liked to sleep with the two of you. However, Hitoshi wasn't the biggest fan of when he came home late from a mission and Hades was in his spot on the bed and refused to move. Trying to move a 90lb pitbull who kept wiggling out of his grasp without waking you was impossible. You kept reassuring Hitoshi that Hades would warm up to him eventually, but he had trouble believing you.

*beep*beep*beep*

"Shuuut uuup." you smacked your alarm clock again, but used too much strength and broke it. "Fucking shitbags." you grumbled crawling out from under the covers. Hitoshi was a deep sleeper and was still passed out. You looked over at him sleeping peacefully with Cat on his pillow snuggled in his hair and Salem crawling up to take the space your body occupied. "You lucky bastard." you said as you leaned down to kiss his cheek. A soft smile formed on his face even though he was still asleep. You were about to die of a cuteness overload. You got your phone and snapped a photo of sleeping smiling Hitoshi surrounded by purring cats. Your heart was so full of the love for them.

You went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. You loved the big tub your bathroom had, but you loved the shower just as much. It was roomy, covered in dark stone, and had several shower heads. After a few minutes, the whole bathroom was like a steam room because of how hot the shower was. You got undressed and climbed in letting out a satisfied sigh as the hot water rained down from the showerhead relaxed your sore muscles.

"Mind if I join you?"

You jumped as you heard Hitoshi's question causing him to laugh. "Sorry gorgeous I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's okay Tiger, and no I don't mind." You said turning around to look at him.

Hitoshi yawned and gave you a sleepy smile as he stepped into the shower. He winced when the water hit him. "Jesus, why is it so hot?"

"I like to practice burning in hell." You joked as you turned down the intensity of the water. Hitoshi laughed and joined you under the water giving you a hug and kissed your wet hair.

"Not that I mind, but what are you doing up so early? I thought for sure you would sleep in." You said as you got some shampoo and started to wash your hair.

"Didn't want to miss this view." he said looking you up and down and giving you a playful smack on the ass. You giggled and threw some suds at him. He chuckled and got to work washing his own hair. "Honestly, I got up because I have a hard time sleeping when you're not in bed with me."

This tugged your heartstrings. "Awww..." you gave him a quick peck on the lips and he rolled his eyes. "It's okay, same with me. When you're out late on missions I can only fall asleep if I take something." You said stepping under the water to rinse your hair. Hitoshi smirked and bit his lip as he watched the suds wash down your plump backside. He was suddenly splashed with more suds. "Enjoying the show tiger?"

Hitoshi chuckled. "Yeah, I really am. Thank you."

The two of you finished your shower and talked about the day ahead of you. While you were with Ochako, he would be with Midoriya and Iida helping them with groomsmen stuff. Hitoshi was the best man and you were the maid of honor so it was also up to Hitoshi to plan the Bachelor party and you the Bachelorette party. The two of you had come up with an amazing idea that you were going to reveal at the party later.

"How do you think they'll react?" You asked Hitoshi as you slipped on some black skinny jeans and a fitted black shirt.

"I think they're gonna freak out." Hitoshi replied while he sat back on the bed watching you get dressed.

"Good freak out or bad freak out?"

Hitoshi ran his fingers through his hair and smirked. "Depends on how tipsy they are."

You laughed. "That's fair." You walked over to Hitoshi and climbed into his lap to straddle him. "Are we crazy for doing this?"

Hitoshi brushed a strand of hair out of your face. "Oh yeah. We're fucking nuts for doing this."

The two of you laughed and exchanged sweet and playful kisses before you got up and put on your shoes.

"Okay Tiger, I'll see you at the party tonight."

Hitoshi waved lazily. "Bye gorgeous."

"Love you!" you called running down the stairs.

"Love you too!"

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"I can't decide! Hydrangeas or Peonies?" You and Ochako were at the florist trying to decide on centerpieces.

"That depends on the color I think." You said as you sipped on your third large cold brew of the day. You guys had been at this for hours. The first stop you guys made after brunch was the venue to go over the linens and place settings, then you went to the place she was ordering invitations from to go over some changes, now you were here at the florist and had been for at least 2 hours. Ochako had changed her mind about six times on what type of flowers she wanted in the centerpieces.

"Well, the color scheme is white, blush, and gold, but I don't know if the pink peonies are too pink, but I don't want just plain white flowers." Ochako scratched her head in frustration.

"Let's just spray paint them gold and call it a day." You suggested in a monotone voice and chugged more coffee.

Ochako laughed, but you were dead serious. Usually, you were incredibly patient, but your lack of sleep and the headache that the overwhelming flowery smells was giving you was making you cranky. Your phone started ringing and you excused yourself to step outside.

"Oh my god, Toshiiiiiii..." You whined as you picked up.

"Wow, wedding errands going that well huh?" He laughed.

"Dude, I had no idea there were so many different tablecloth materials and I also don't get why they're that important. And don't get me started on the huge matte vs. gloss debate. Why the fuck does it matter if the letters on an invitation are sparkly or not?"

Hitoshi let out a hearty laugh as you ranted. "Wow, you do not like wedding planning huh?"

"It's.....not my thing." You chuckled. Hearing Hitoshi's voice was improving your mood tremendously.

"At least you have cake tasting to look forward too."

You huffed. "Not anymore. We had to reschedule to do that next week."

"Awww, I'm sorry. Look on the bright side, in a couple of hours you'll be able to see your incredibly handsome boyfriend all dressed up and may even be able to sneak off somewhere for a little alone time."

You laughed as you could hear the cocky smirk on Hitoshi's stupidly handsome face. "Some alone time huh? What are you hoping for a quickie in the bathroom or something?"

"I would not complain."

"Mmm can't say I would either." You both laughed. "So what's up baby?"

"Well, I wanted to give you a heads up."

You quirked your eyebrow. "Heads up about what?"

"Well, Midoriya just informed me that Bakugou will be at the party tonight."

"Ah....I see." You replied. There was a moment of silence. "Are....are you going to be okay with that?"

Hitoshi sighed. "Eh, judging by how our last conversation went, I don't think there will be any issues. We're not friends or anything, but we kinda came to an understanding and I think we can be civil."

You nodded even though Hitoshi couldn't see you.

"I know you wanted to talk to him and smooth things over, so tonight might be a good time for that." Hitoshi said. He wasn't thrilled about you being alone with Bakugou, but that was just because of his personal jealousy. He would put that aside since he trusted you 100%. The two of you did partner together for a long time so he had just accepted that you two would likely remain friends. As long as Bakugou didn't try any more shit, he would be fine.

"Yeah, I'll try to talk to him later tonight. I just don't want things to be weird between us since we all have the same friends. And, I mean, I did knock out several of his teeth last time I saw him."

This made Hitoshi crack up. "God I'm still bummed that I didn't get to see that."

You laughed. "Well if he ever tries shit again, I'll make sure you're around to see round two."

"You're the best girlfriend."

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. Ochako and you were the first people to arrive at the restaurant. The party was going to be held on the rooftop bar overlooking the city. It was a beautiful clear night and the perfect temperature outside. You had set up a little table up front for gifts and to display pictures of Midoriya and Ochako throughout the years. You smiled looking at the pictures. They were so freaking cute together. You walked over to Ochako who was nibbling on some appetizers and gave her a big hug.

"Are you okay (Y/N)?" She asked. "Yeah, I am. I'm just so happy for you and I'm so thankful I get to be here on this journey with you." You both held each other for a moment and smiled. Upon releasing Ochako your fixed her hair and gave her a thumbs up. She was wearing her hair down and a long sky blue dress. She always looked so ethereal and you couldn't wait to go dress shopping with her. You knew she would be breathtaking in whatever dress she wore. You weren't feeling a dress so you decided to wear a gray suit with a black lace bustier and black heels. You felt way more comfortable in pants anyway. You wore your hair is soft waves and minimal makeup. Just a simple cat eye and basic contouring. (Reference photo: https://media.vanityfair.com/photos/5c0068301ceb5465bb016bf6/master/w_768,c_limit/Year-in-Suits-2018-SS02.jpg )

The two of you got some drinks while waiting for the boys and guests to arrive. Ochako got some Rosé and you got a Manhattan. "You look like a badass businesswoman." Ochako giggled. You chuckled. "That's what I was going for. Stone cold badass bitch." "You definitely achieved it." The two of you looked over to see Hitoshi, Iida, and Midoriya arriving on the rooftop. Iida was wearing a navy blue suit with a white shirt and navy tie. Midoriya was in a dark emerald green suit and tie with a black shirt, and those damn red shoes. Hitoshi was the only one to not wear a tie. He was wearing his black on black suit and it looked so good on him.

"Wow Ochako, you didn't tell me all these handsome fellas would be here." You said as you checked out Hitoshi and winked at him. Hitoshi smiled and gave you a sweet kiss. "God, you look so beautiful." He said quietly as he lightly caressed your cheek. "Thanks Tiger." You wrapped your free arm around his waist and took a sip of your drink. "You guys look great." "Thank you! The two of you look quite wonderful as well!" Iida said as he waved his arms around. Midoriya walked up and gave Ochako a hug and a kiss. "You look so pretty Ochako." Ochako blushed and giggled. "Thanks Deku."

"Kubo, I applauded your suit. It's quite unconventional, but an interesting choice." You smiled. "Thanks Iida." You walked up to him and straightened his tie which was disrupted with all his gestures and pinched his cheek. "You look sharp!" A light pink dusting appeared on his cheeks and he cleared his throat. "Um thank you Kubo." Hitoshi laughed at his friend's reaction to your compliment.

After about 20 minutes guests started to arrive. Most of class 1-A was there, along with other friends, and of course Ochako's parents and Midoriya's mom. All Might was unfortunately out of town and unable to make it.

You and Hitoshi were chatting with Mina and Kaminari when you saw Kirishima and Bakugou arrive out of the corner of your eye. Kirishima waved enthusiastically as he hurried over to say hey. You made eye contact with Bakugou for a split second before he looked down at the floor and made a B line for the bar. You furrowed your brow and looked up at Hitoshi who noticed what happened. "I think it may be time for that talk." You said quietly. Hitoshi nodded. "Yeah, go ahead (Y/N)." "Now, are you sure you're alright with this?" You asked. Hitoshi kissed your forehead. "Yeah gorgeous, I am. You go smooth things over and let me know if you need anything." You smiled and gave Hitoshi a kiss. "Thanks for being so awesome. I love you." He smiled sweetly at you. "I love you too."

You made your way over to the bar and walked up next to Bakugou who was staring at his drink. "Can I have another Manhattan please?" The bartender got to work making your drink and you leaned against the bar and faced Bakugou. "Hey there." He looked at you out of the corner of his eye and grunted in response. You chuckled and ordered two shots of Tequila. You nudged one over to Bakugou, but he didn't take it. "Come oooonn. You know you want tooooo." You said in a sing-song voice. Bakugou fought the smirk that was creeping onto his face. You put your arm on his shoulder. "All the cool kids are doing it." He chuckled and blushed. "Ah! There he is!" You cheered. You clinked your shot glasses together and took the shots. You picked up your drink and tugged on his sleeve. "Come on." "What?" Bakugou gave you an apprehensive look which made you chuckle. "Don't worry, I just want to talk to you for a minute. I promise I won't punch you." He smirked. "Alright fine."

You led him over to the edge of the roof that was devoid of people. You both leaned up against the railing and looked out overlooked the city. You took a deep breath and opened your mouth to speak. "I'm sorry (Y/N)." You looked at him in shock. He looked back at you, not with his normal scowl, but with genuine guilt and remorse. It was jarring, to say the least. "I was an asshole. I had my head up my own ass when I told him all those things about us." "Holy shit. Is this the real Katsuki? Apologizing?" "I was just so...angry and....jealous." You sighed heavily. "Why though? Katsuki, you're the one that ended things between us." You said softly. You weren't mad, you just wanted to get to the bottom of things. Bakugou pinched the bridge of his nose then threw back his drink. "Because I..." he gulped and then looked you in the eye. "I care about you (Y/N)." "Like 'I hope you don't die' care or like 'have my babies' care?" You were defaulting to humor because you did not know how to handle this. " 'I wish I was him' care..." He said quietly. You took a deep breath and threw your own drink back. "Fuck dude. Is that why you called it off?" He nodded. You were both silent for a moment.

"I also realize you were right." You quirked your eyebrow at him. "At the party. You said if I actually cared about you I would let you be happy. You were right. That's why I swallowed my stupid fucking pride and told mind fuck the truth." "Thank you. For doing that." He huffed and looked away. You put your hand on his cheek and turned him to look at you. He was clearly angry with himself and if you knew Katsuki, he was beating himself up worse than anyone else ever could. "Seriously Katsuki. Thank you." You traced his cheekbone with your thumb. He closed his eyes and unclenched his jaw slightly relaxing. You always managed to calm him down.

"That's why I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to tell you that I forgive you and to thank you for coming clean to Hitoshi. I know that wasn't something that was easy for you and it means a lot." He nodded and mumbled a "you're welcome" as he was melting into your hand. He allowed himself to savor the feeling of being close with you again before placing his own hand over yours and slowly pulled it away from his face and held it gently. "So do you want me to stay away from you two now?" He asked as he gently ran his thumb back and forth on your knuckles. You chuckled. "No. I actually wanted to see if we could still be friends." Bakugou looked up at you surprised. "If you want to that is! I know it may be awkward, but I mean..." you trailed off knowing he would get what you were saying.

He nodded over to Hitoshi who was chatting away with Kirishima and Kaminari. "What does he say about all this? Is he going to punch me again?" You chuckled. "Don't worry about Hitoshi. We talked about it and he's cool with it." Bakugou scoffed. "I don't buy it." "Katsuki, he knows you're important to me." Bakugou's expression softened. "I mean, come on. We've known each other for a long time, we partnered for almost 2 years, yeah we fucked a lot, but you also saved my ass in battle more times than I can count and vice versa."

He furrowed his brows. "Hey! You never had to save me! I-." You placed your finger over his mouth. "The Fujita bust." He was quiet before huffing. "Okay...one time." You cracked up laughing. Seeing you laugh made him smile and chuckle a bit. He realized he was still holding your hand and sighed before he let go. "So we're cool?" He asked. "One more thing." Bakugou rolled his eyes and groaned. "God woman, you fucking talk a lot." "Shut up. You love it. And I know what's going through your head and I can't let it keep up." He quirked his eyebrow. He both hated and loved how you instinctively knew what was going on in his head. It was great in battle and theoretically great in a relationship if he didn't pussy out. "I don't regret what happened between us." "Really?" He asked quietly. He felt like a weight lifted off of him. "Yeah. I mean I had fun, didn't you?" He smirked as he looked you up and down. "A lot of fun babe." You laughed and punched his shoulder. "Honestly Katsuki, I think you were what I needed at the time. You were, and are, a great friend and you were a great lay." Bakugou got cocky. "Better than mind fuck?" You laughed and shook your head. "Sorry babe. You were amazing don't get me wrong, but he does this thing with his tongue and fingers that just makes me-" Bakugo laughed and shoved you gently. "Shut the fuck up I don't wanna hear that." "Well then you shouldn't have asked." You both laughed and smiled at each other. "So are we good now?" You asked. "Yeah. We're good." You gave each other a hug and held each other for a moment before letting go.

"Your ass looks great in those pants by the way." He said into your ear.

"Aaaannnd there he is. If you keep that shit up, Hitoshi and I will take turns punching you."

"Bakugou chuckled. "That's fair. But just let me know if he is ever up for sharing because I could make that work." "Ooooh yeah, I uh-yeah no, that'll never happen."

You and Bakugou rejoined the group and you assured Hitoshi that everything went fine and would fill him in on the details once you got home. The party went on, a bunch of sweet speeches were made and people started to trickle out. You told Midoriya and Ochako to tell everyone who was invited to the Bachelor/Bachelorette party to stay behind for a special announcement.

The Bachelor party consisted of Midoriya, Hitoshi, Iida, Kirishima, Sero, Kaminari, and Bakugou.

The Bachelorette party consisted of Ochako, you, Mina, Tsu, Yaoyorozu, and Jirou.

Hagakure and Ojiro couldn't make it since they would be on their honeymoon during that time.

You clinked your glass to get everyone's attention as you kicked your heels off and climbed onto a chair so everyone could see you. Everyone laughed at your struggle.

"Alright, so everyone knows that I'm the maid of honor and Hitoshi here is the best man. Normally the Bachelor and Bachelorette parties are separate so the dudes can look at tits and the chicks can look at dicks and no one feels bad."

Everyone laughed and cheered.

"But we're all pretty comfortable with each other and the idea that Toshi and I came up with was too good so we're combining the parties."

Everyone murmured in confusion as Hitoshi and you smirked.

"I know what you're thinking: That won't be any fun. I won't be able to let loose. Bullshit! We'll have our own events, but we can party and celebrate and tear up the town."

You paused and took a sip of your drink. "And that town.......is VEGAAAAASSSS!!!"

Everyone erupted with cheers and "Hell yeahs" and fist pumped.

"We're taking all you bitches to an all expenses paid 5-day vacation to Las Vegas and we're going to have an awesome time."

Everyone spent the next few minutes cheering and thanking you and Hitoshi for such an awesome trip. You then split off into two groups, the guys and the gals so you could go over travel info and your separate events. As you walked by the guy's table to join the girls Midoriya stopped you.

"Umm Kubo, what are you girls going to be doing?" He asked nervously. All the guys looked at you curiously including Hitoshi. You hadn't revealed to each other the separate events. You smiled sweetly. "Oh yeah, just a bunch of spa days and a yoga retreat where we can talk about our changing bodies."

"Oh wow, okay that sounds nice." Midoriya looked relieved whereas the rest of the guys, fully aware of your mischievous tendencies, looked confused.

You laughed evilly and gave Midoriya a devious smile before smacking him over the head. "No Midoriya! I'm going to take her out to party at clubs, I got her pole dancing classes, you're welcome by the way, then I'm taking her to Thunder from Down Under to get a bunch of giant Australian dicks shoved in her face."

Midoriya went white as a ghost while the rest of the guys were wheezing with laughter. You put your hand on Midoriya's shoulder and smiled. "I'm going to ruin her Midoriya."

Hitoshi realized something and immediately stopped laughing. "Wait, you're taking her to the Thunder from Down Under so that means you're also going to also have giant Australian dicks shoved in your face."

You gave Hitoshi a sweet and innocent look. "Yesssssss."

"(Y/N)!" Hitoshi said in a "what the fuck" tone.

You turned around quickly and ran to join the girls. "SORRY SWEETIE! LOVE YOUUUUU!"

The guys were now laughing at Hitoshi who eventually started laughing too and shook his head.

"God she's a spitfire isn't she?" Kirishima chuckled as he slapped Hitoshi on the back.

Hitoshi smiled as he watched you from across the room. "Yup. I wouldn't have her any other way."