#pj fry

[yourlocalnameless]

Yall like just 20 minutes ago some parts on my phone were missing even tho I wasn't taking them out. then and I found the culprit

This silly guy was taking my stuff. Bro looks familiar but I can't put my finger on it.. 🤔🤔

[six-of-ravens]

okay, after a failed start this morning I woke up about half an hour ago, felt good enough to eat food, and I'm hoping that doing so won't make me have to lie down again...

[buyingaradspaceship]

god damn I’d kill for some mcdonalds frise right now. they always hit the spot when I’m getting a migraine, still boycotting though so will prob eat pringles

[peppermintsparker]

idk who decided that i deserve to get sick again but i’m currently suffering™️

[qirongshusband]

SFW Headcanons for Male!R being a normal person in the JJK world and just encountering Yuji every so often during normal day stuff and slowly becoming good friends with him.

୨ . ࣪ my best friend . ୨ . 🌅

Note ~ I sobbed at the end.. there’s your tragic ending though I hope you like it(*´-`)..(I screamed and cried.)

MENTIONS — Male!Reader, close friends with Itadori, Blood, Death of !Reader, shibuya incident mentioned, grieving, depression.

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— !YuujiItadori who meets you at a movie theater for another human earthworm movie! He thought it was cool to see someone around his age enjoying the same stuff as him since Nobara n’ Megumi were either too busy or didn’t want to watch a ‘weird’ movie like that..

— !YuujiItadori who makes sure to get your number so you guys can hang out more and maybe introduce you to his other friends!

— !YuujiItadori who calls/texts you daily to ask to hang out and even asks you about your day and what you did, sometimes when you were free he’d even offer to get you guy’s food, his treat!

— !YuujiItadori who considers you a best friend only after a short time of knowing him, you both know a lot about each other since the both of you would everyday and hang out with him almost everyday when you guys got the chance, you even hang out with his friend group too!

— !YuujiItadori who is a really nice guy and a great listener, if you’re having a bad day or need help with something he wouldn’t mind helping one of his best friends out. And if you were feeling bothered by something he’d insist you talk to him or at least let him listen to your struggles so he can try to cheer you up or help you out, you are his best friend after all that’s what a friend is for!（╹◡╹）♡

— !YuujiItadori who tries to get your mind off of hard things especially school, he wasn’t that bright but even if you needed some help with work or anything of the sort he sure would try!!…or use some cheating AI app and say some dumbass shit like “hey man..it gets the job done okay?” With a silly laugh.

— !YuujiItadori who tells you how much he appreciates you and how he likes hanging out with you A LOT, how you’re a chill guy and a funny one at that as well!

— !YuujiItadori who DEFINITELY made you both create a secret handshake only you two know about since you guys are such good friends!

— !YuujiItadori who would probably tease and pull a little prank here and there, nothing serious he would probably slap the back of your neck(not hard ofc!!), the ‘made you look!’ classic, play fight with you, etc. he would DEFINITELY steal a fry from you when you were looking and be like “woaaaaah..who did that..not me!! You’re definitely seeing things man..” as he’d do the crazy sign, you knew he was joking and he made you laugh so you never had a problem with him.

— !YuujiItadori who defends you if someone tries to start with you or is mean to you, he doesn’t like when people are rude to his friends, especially you. You both are close and doesn’t get why someone would be rude to you.

— !YuujiItadori who accepts and understands anything you are/do, he isn’t a judging guy. As long as you aren’t like those really mean judgmental bullies or just a strange weirdo he could care less. You’re his friend nothing would change that no matter how you are.

— !YuujiItadori who invites you over to his place so you guys can stay up late and eat a shit ton of snacks you both are sooooo gonna regret later..

— !YuujiItadori who invites you over to his place so you guys can hang out, play video games, and watch horror or scary movies then laugh about them later and make fun of each others reactions. He’d definitely wear some corny cheesy PJ’s of his favorite movie/video game, or wear a “I paused my game to be here” shirt as a joke..

— !YuujiItadori who rants to you about his interests and comics he’s into, like DBZ, Naruto, Bleach, Etc..he loves reading manga and you like listening about it you think it’s cool on how he knows a lot of characters and plots that are interesting to hear about. He even recommends you some stuff to watch/listen to and you both end up chatting about it for hours!

— !YuujiItadori who probably makes you guys wear matching shirts for shits and giggles, it would say some dumb or corny shit that would probably annoy you..not ACTUALLY annoy you but probably make you wanna punch his chest and question why you’re his friend sarcastically, he knows you enjoy being his friend and that you two are extremely close.

— !YuujiItadori who isn’t able to come with you on Halloween due to a mission he’s sent on but he doesn’t tell you that because he doesn’t tell you anything about sorcerers or curses since you can’t see or know about them..but implies you guys can hang out the next time he’s free! He uses the excuse that he has to help Megumi with some personal stuff and he’ll definitely hang out with you as soon as he can.

— !YuujiItadori who isn’t able to control the curse inside him, Ryomen Sukuna. As Sukuna is going on a rampage killing off innocent people and stuff like that he notices you, he knows you’re close to Yuuji..he kills you in the most gruesome way making Yuuji watch as his own best friends body was being sliced, punctured, beaten by something he SWORE he could control.

— !YuujiItadori who is finally able to get to be in control of his body but it’s already too late, you’re gone. Your body is cold and he’s ruined. You were his best friend, a guy he could go to for ANYTHING. He’d try to shake you awake and try to look around for a medic or anyone that could help but everything around him was either burnt to a crisp or dead. Gone. It was pitch black but the moonlight dimly reflected on your body and he saw all the blood..the wounds..how your lifeless eyes were looking at him even though you were dead.

— !YuujiItadori who has a complete break down, who curses Sukuna meanwhile Sukuna is mocking and laughing at him. Mocking the words you were screaming out as Sukuna killed you, “Itadori! Please stop! I thought we were..friends..what are you doing?! STOP!!” He kept mentioning the way you screamed and other gruesome details. All Itadori could do was scream and cry holding onto the corpse that was once your body full of life.

— !YuujiItadori who was depressed for days, weeks, and perhaps even months. He couldn’t get over you..he would seem less happy and when he’d see things that you guys would talk about he’d slightly tear up or frown. Remembering all the memories the both of you shared, how you would always talk to him and hang out with him. He’d miss the times you both would spend with each other.

— !YuujiItadori who would text your phone number daily until it went to green and not delivered, someone else had your number now and he was completely devastated. The one last thing he could contact you with was gone, he’d even try to visit your gravestone and try to talk about the good times you both had. How you were his bestfriend and how he missed you so much. How he wish he could do a better job at controlling that damned curse inside him. He swore on everything it would NEVER happen again.

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[princesssmars]

hazel falling in love with her childhood family friend is rotting my brain actually.

wc : 1383

sfw and slight nsfw? fem reader. thanking emma and rachel for making hazel rich because i love writing rich people stuff. i’d say maybe a good mix of cocky!hazel and loser!hazel because i love both so bad.

so for the first six years of her life she spends her winter holidays at a beautiful chalet in aspen with her parents, spending the days having snowball fights with her dad and falling asleep by the fireplace with her mom.

just like. she's rich, and her mom seems like one of thos wealthy women who loves to go on vacation to show off her perfect life and her perfect friends, so she or her husband definitely had a vacation house they'd visit every year.

when she turns seven they finally let her start skiing on the bunny slope, figuring it’s better than the little evil genius thing she does with the pots and the tiny snowmen. for a little kid she's pretty good at the sport already, if not taking the pizza and french fry tip a little too seriously.

about an hour in though, she's taking her umpteenth trip down the hill when a four foot mass slams into her right side, going at way above whatever speed limit was allowed in this area. she's lying flat on the ground, her right arm aching and her hound pounding and she's about ten seconds from crying when she looks over to see you, face planted in the snow and your shoulders shaking as you laugh like you're insane.

both sets of your parents rush over to make sure that the both of you are ok, and after you manage to calm down a bit and give hazel a very formal sounding apology that your mom whispered in your ear, you ask hazel if she can help you learn to control your speed on the slopes.

so after an hour of driving her crazy as she tries to teach you how to control your speed, your moms sit at a table watching over the both of you while sipping on their drinks and becoming fast friends.

ever since then, each winter was spent together. whether it was spending time in the snow, (hazel continued to excel at skiing, eventually giving up on trying to teach you), sharing stories of your normal lives over cups of cocoa at the cafe in the ski lodge, and helping each other decorate your christmas trees that you both had to beg your parents to buy.

whenever she went back home the days following new years, she’d count the days until she could see you again. to compensate for the time apart your parents let you send a horde of letters and e-mails to each other, letting the two of you share long phone calls on their phones when you were still to young to have your own.

hazels secret favorite hobby became photography. you couldn’t go twenty minutes without her shoving her polaroid camera in your face. she’ll tell you it’s because she’s using the vacation time to explore and try new things, and not that she constantly looks back over the photos of you with a big smile and a flush to her face.

(she also won’t mention that she’s addicted to the feeling she gets when pj and josie come over to her house and pj goes ona ten minute rant about how impossible it is that a girl that pretty could spend time with hazel without being insane. she ignores the insult because she’s hung up on the fact oh called you pretty.)

now i think hazel was pretty much always aware of the fact that she liked girls, if not because she realized that being obsessed with a certain scene from cruel intentions and always volunteering to play the husband when one of her friends wanted to play house on the playground was, in fact, not straight.

but at this point she’s maybe fifteen, she’s starting to grow into her looks and she’s definitely not ready to admit she might has a crush on you. at this point you both have had your own phones for a while, and she couldn’t even count the amount of times she had fallen asleep with you over facetime.

over the course of that year she often found herself wondering what your sexuality was. dumb ass stereotypes had her believing there was no way you, pretty and popular and preppy you could possibly be gay. and if you were a lesbian there was no chance that you'd like her back.

it was just made all the more confusing when once she had complained about how she hadn't had a girlfriend, let alone a first kiss yet and she was nearly halfway through high school with no experience for the hundredth time that you told her you had a solution for her on your next shared trip.

so you can imagine her shock when three days after landing in aspen you pull her into your room in your lodge and sit her on your bed before telling her you knew the perfect way to get more experience was to experiment with you.

"your first few times kissing and stuff can be pretty awkward, so why not just do it with me? i can show you the ropes and stuff.”

now on the outside she seemed normal, agreeing with an easy smile on her face, but on the inside her brain was playing the loudest tornado siren known to man.

it starts tame, the first few days consisting of you just telling her about your past experiences with girls and how to take it slow and everything. she knows its important but it honestly feels like torture. every time you talk to her she's wondering about what you'll do to start the physical lesson, if you'll set her down on her plush bed and softly touch her, or if you'll finally get fed up with the waiting like she is and press her and take her against a wall.

if you had known you would have prepared, but hazel was a freak in disguise and had decided that she was ready to take things into her own hands. you had invited her to sleep over at yours and drink hot cocoa while watching christmas movies and she had accepted in a heartbeat. what she didn't expect was for you to be wearing really cute pajamas, your legs covered in little hello kitty's and christmas trees with a plain red top and geez she could see you weren't wearing a bra.

hazel was a ticking time bomb, and when the two of you were sitting on the couch and she watched the reds and whites and golds dance across your face and you looked ovver at her with a 'what's wrong, hazie?' she exploded, smushing her lips onto yours in a mess of limbs and teeth.

she can feel your giggles in her mouth as she presses you down into the plush of the couch, her excited hands gripping your cheeks before brushing over your chest and gripping your waist, grinding her hips into yours and groaning when your giggle turned into high pitched moans.

it feels like she kisses you for hours before you reluctantly stop, your hands going to press into her shoulders when her head follows yours to resume making out. "hazel, as much as i'm enjoying this we were supposed to be taking this slowly. since when did you know how to...do that?"

"i dont know i just," she sighs as she tries to catch her breath, starting to get embarrassed about what a virginal mess she must look and be acting like. but you seem to like it, so she starts to not care all that much. "i just really want you. i wanna do everything with you."

you smile and hold her cheek in your hand, her eyes fluttering shut at your touch. you look at the gentle expression on her face, the slowing of her breath, and how her hips still occasionally stutter downward looking for yours, and you cant find it in your heart to deny her. you never really could.

"ok, hazie. we can do whatever you want-"

you're cut off before you can finish, the girl quickly rejoining your lips together and groping at your body once again.

when she gets back from vacation, hazel is less single, less unexperienced, and more than ready to throw this in pj's face.

i kinda lost inspo for this can you tell :,(((( but i thought the idea was cute so take this thing. bye.

[cevansbrat0007]

Indecent Exposure Pt. II: Reality Bites

Summary: REPOST! After a night of hiding in your room, you're none too pleased to find your Dad's best friends, Bucky, Andy, and Steve waiting for you in the kitchen. Too bad they're more excited to see you than you are to see them. Read Part Three!

Warnings: Mature Themes, Bucky Being A Menace, Brat!Reader, Unwanted Touching, Dad's Best Friend Themes, Older Men/Younger Women Themes, Brief Reference to Spanking and Discipline, Panty Sniffing, Semi-public Masturbation, Allusions to Breeding Kink, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: "THIS CHAPTER IS A REPOST WITH EDITS* Please heed all warnings. Part of my Indecent Exposure Series. If you'd like to be added to the tag list, please let me know.

You roll over in bed with a groan. Using your pillow to shield your face from the early morning sunlight, you reach for your phone to check the time. Squinting at the screen you’re surprised to see that it’s just past 9:00am. 

As if on cue, your stomach rumbles, reminding you that you hadn’t eaten anything since lunchtime yesterday. Last night you’d been so determined to avoid Bucky that you’d chosen to sequester yourself in your room. 

At some point you must’ve fallen asleep before you could even place your DoorDash order. It was a testament to just how upset and uncomfortable you were about your current predicament.

Sometimes reality really fucking bites.

But you were a big girl. You were going to figure out a way to navigate through this mess – uncles or no goddamn uncles. You were going to make sure they gave you the space you needed this summer. Which meant it was time to set some boundaries. 

Easing your way out of bed you pad over to the bathroom to quickly wash your face and brush your teeth. Once you’re feeling appropriately refreshed you head for the door. If you were being honest, you were kind of surprised that Bucky had left you alone last night.

Not that you were complaining or anything.

You take a second to put on your slippers before opening the door. As soon as you step into the hall, you’re greeted with the smell of frying bacon. Your stomach rumbles again as you begin to make your way down the stairs. 

Guard up, you pause just outside of the kitchen. You inadvertently bristle at the sound of several male voices floating out into the hallway. Apparently you had company. 

Fucking awesome. 

FInally ready to make your presence known, you breeze into the kitchen acting completely unbothered – making a point of ignoring the men who are taking up entirely too much space in your favorite room of the house.

Unfortunately, it’s too little, too late when you remember that you’re wearing nothing but a pair of hot pink sleep shorts and a matching Shortcake tank top. Had you actually thought about it, you would’ve donned your most modest flannel pjs, complete with a robe, before you set foot in a space with these men.

You could almost swear they had x-ray vision or something based on how hard they’re staring at you. Of course, you also knew that that couldn’t possibly be true. It had to be your imagination.  

“Good morning, sunshine.” One of them coos. Casting a quick glance over your shoulder you assume the greeting came from the handsome blonde on your right. 

Welcome to the party, Uncle Steve.

He looks different than the last time you saw him. His hair is longer, and he’s also rocking a beard. You begrudgingly have to agree that it looks good on him. Of their own accord, your gaze briefly strays to his massive biceps before you force yourself to look away. 

“Yo.” Your voice comes out a little rougher than usual, reminding you that you could use some coffee. 

“Clover.” Another voice is quick to admonish with a soft cluck of his tongue – which most likely belonged to Bucky. “Is that really how you’re going to greet your Uncle Steve? And you completely ignored Andy.” 

“Sup dawg?” You fire back as you feel your face heat. 

This is why you didn’t like engaging with other humans before you had your coffee. A fact that was especially true since you were doomed to entertain a group of annoying interlopers for the next several months. 

You go to reach for the pot, intending to pour yourself a healthy cup of joe, only to jump when you feel two hands come from behind you to grip your forearms before forcibly turning you around to face both of the men who were currently sitting at your kitchen table. 

Andy looks even better than you remembered. You vaguely recall that he was supposed to be an attorney or something, which was probably why he was rocking a suit and tie. You watch as he quirks one tawny brow at you, his bearded face making it clear that he doesn’t appreciate your not-so-subtle show of disrespect. 

“Let me go.” You growl, squirming against Bucky’s hold as your t-shirt rides up, exposing your belly. “Now, please.”

“Clover.” He hisses, his warm breath caressing your ear. “Apologize to your Uncles right now. I would hate to have to call Daddy to inform him that his precious “pumpkin” is being so blatantly disrespectful.” One brawny arm wraps around your middle, making it clear that there would be no escape.

Feeling helpless all you can do is mutter a defiant “bite me”. 

“You’re breaking my heart, sweetness.” Andy hums, politely stirring his coffee. “I canceled all of my morning meetings to be here with you, and I can’t even get a proper greeting?”

“Right?” Steve chimes in, his eyes hard as he agitatedly runs his thick fingers through his hair. “We all have places we could be, Clover. I get your Daddy went on tour and left you home all alone, but we’re sacrificing quite a bit to make sure you feel loved and supported.”

“Is this really the thanks we get? You being a brat?” Bucky’s voice is pure silk as he continues to reprimand you. “We love you, but I think I speak for all of us when I tell you we can only tolerate so much.” 

Your mind goes blank when he shifts his hold, allowing his muscled forearm to graze the underside of your breasts. Once again you try to break free, hating the way your face burns when you feel your nipples involuntarily pebble beneath the thin fabric of your t-shirt. 

Fucking hell! You really should’ve put on a fucking bra before you came downstairs. 

To make matters worse, you can tell that you’re not the only one who’s noticed your brand new predicament. You watch as Andy’s nostrils flare in surprise. Of course he tries to play off his interest by scrubbing a hand over his neatly cropped beard.

Meanwhile, Steve remains perfectly still, his face unreadable. But his white-knuckled grip on the edge of his chair lets you know that there’s something going on beneath the surface.  

“Apologize, Clover.” Bucky rasps as his large, calloused palm comes to rest on the exposed skin of your belly – the very same belly that was currently filled with a million unruly butterflies. “I promise you good girls will get to have a hell of a lot more fun this summer.”

“I–I’m sorry.” You respond hoarsely. Meanwhile, there’s also something hard pressing against your lower back. And it only seems to get harder the more you wriggle. 

Must be his keys. 

“That was okay, but I think we all know you can do better.”

Forcing yourself to take a deep breath you decide to try again. Because at this point you were pretty much willing to do anything to bring an end to this uncomfortable interaction. “I’m sorry, Uncle Steve. A-and I’m sorry, Uncle Andy.” 

“Good girl.”

Now that you’ve made a proper apology, you’ve apparently earned yourself a kiss from your would-be captor. Really, it’s nothing more than a chaste brush of his lips against your temple. But it’s enough to spike your blood pressure in a way that makes you more than a little nervous. 

You send up a silent prayer of thanks when Bucky finally decides to let you go. Your need for coffee remains all but forgotten as you skitter away in the opposite direction. Now that you’ve managed to put some distance between you and him, you can finally get a good look at the man who somehow managed to turn your legs to jelly. 

He’s wearing gray sweats and a white tank, giving you the impression that he must have just finished working out. The dark haired man then crosses his arms over his chest, showing off his impressive biceps. Say what you would about the men your Dad called friends, but you could not deny that they were all in amazing shape.

Built like fucking gods. Too bad they also happened to be self-righteous assholes. 

Feeling both outmanned and outgunned, you decide to beat a hasty retreat to the one place where you knew you would be safe. 

Your bedroom. 

“I��am just gonna go get changed for breakfast.” You tell them, wishing to God that the floor would just open up and swallow you whole right now. 

“Sounds good, princess.” Steve rises from his chair and heads toward the stove. “I was just about to make my famous scrambled eggs before you came downstairs. You still like cheddar cheese don’t you?” His once clouded blue orbs are now shining with an emotion that you can’t quite name.

Honestly, you’d rather snack on a plate full of drywall than eat breakfast with any of them. But bowing out of the meal no longer feels like a viable option. Which meant it was time to regroup. 

“Uh, yeah. Sounds…yummy.” You offer him a thin smile in return before spinning on your heel and beating a hasty retreat back upstairs.

“Hurry back, princess.” 

The moment they’re convinced you’re out of earshot, all three men break out in a fit of laughter. It lasts for a good thirty seconds before they manage to regain their composure. Bucky is the first to speak.

“Didn’t I tell you? We’ve got ourselves a little fucking brat.” He smacks his palm on the counter. 

“God, this is gonna be an amazing fucking summer.” Andy sighs before undoing his tie. Because who the fuck was he kidding? He had no intention of going into the office today. “I’ve already come up with half a dozen ways to put that smart mouth to good use.”

“I’m pretty sure Ari already called dibs on being the first one to make our little Clover warm his cock.” Steve reaches for the carton of eggs, cracking them into a bowl with learned skill. 

“He can’t have her pussy and her mouth. Tell your brother he gets to pick one. He can’t have both.”

Bucky can’t help the lecherous grin that slowly spreads across his features while he watches his buddies argue over their girl. And while he was pretty sure that you didn’t suspect a thing, he couldn’t wait to bury his head between your thighs. 

He planned to spend hours eating the holy fuck out of your pretty little pussy. And if his pals wanted to watch, then the more the merrier. Sergeant James “Bucky” Barnes had never been the type to shy away from an audience. 

After all, they’d shared women before and it had been amazing. The only difference between then and now was that they actually cared about you. 

“What are you over there dreaming about, Buck?”

“Spreading our girl out on the kitchen table and devouring her tight little cunt until she’s crying and begging for me to stop.” He replies without missing a beat. 

“Oh fuck.” Andy rears back in his chair as if surprised by the other man’s answer. “Now I’d pay good money to see that. I bet it’d be even better if we could get Ari to tie her up. Maybe keep her like that all day.” He reaches down to adjust his growing erection.  

“As much as I enjoy the direction of this conversation, I’m going to have to ask that we talk about something else.” The blonde begins to whisk the eggs, only pausing long enough to add a dash of salt and pepper. 

“Why?”

“Because I’m hard as fuck, you punk. Plus, she’s gonna be back down here sooner rather than later. And we don’t wanna spook her. Do we?” He tosses a meaningful glare over his shoulder. 

“Fine.” They both concede, palms raised high.

The conversation briefly lapses into a comfortable silence before Steve pipes up with one more question. “Alright, this is the absolute last thing I’m gonna say.” He promises as he dumps a small bowl of cheddar cheese into a skillet containing the eggs. “The last fucking thing.”

“Sure it is.” Andy snorts, disbelief in his tone.

“I bet Ari $20 that Clover was going to earn her first spanking by the weekend. But he has faith that she’ll make it a little longer.” 

Bucky sucks in a breath as he tries to process what he just heard. “Oh, I want in on that one. You game, Andrew?”

The man in question simply rolls his eyes before rising from his seat. “Eh, I’m with Ari on this one. I’ll give her another week too.” He takes a moment to stretch his arms over his head, cracking his back as he does. “Our sweet little Clover doesn’t seem to like rules all that much. It’s obvious that Daddy Dale is an absolute pushover. But for now, I get the feeling she’s going to continue toeing the line. See how far she can push before she gets in trouble.”

 “Have patience, fellas. I have a feeling we’ll get the opportunity to claim our girl soon enough.” Jamming his hands in his pockets, Andy begins to head in the direction of the stairs, intending to check on just what was taking you so long. “Be back in a minute.”

Andy whistles low as he makes short work of climbing the stairs. In his defense, and he always has one, he didn’t consider himself a pervert. Now that you were legal, perhaps you’d come to realize that there was nothing wrong with enjoying the company of an older man. And what’s more, he was pretty certain that once he showed you what you were missing, you’d be just as affected by him as he was by you. 

When he reaches your door, he cautiously turns the knob, only to be surprised when he finds it unlocked. As he steps into the room he hears running water coming from the bathroom attached to your bedroom. 

Figuring he had a little time, he quietly skulks around your room, checking out everything that catches his eagle eye. The first thing he comes upon is your journal. While he’s tempted to thumb through it, he didn’t know how much time had before you were through with your shower.

Placing it back on your desk amongst the other clutter, he ambles over to a nearby wall. The one filled with pictures of you and your friends. There’s also a few of you and your parents. But none of him, Ari, Bucky, or Steve.

A fact that bothers him a little more than he’d ever like to admit. 

His mood slightly dampened, Andy steps over a pile of clothes on the floor in an effort to get to your closet. He pauses long enough to make sure he can still hear the water running before he does something he’s been dreaming about for a long time. 

He reaches into your hamper, haphazardly searching for the one thing he knew had the power to keep his baser urges at bay until your precious birthday. His eyes light up when he finally spies his prize.

A pair of used black, cotton panties. 

Andy brings them to his nose before inhaling deep, saving the unique scent that was all you. He startles when the bathroom door suddenly opens, revealing your towel clad form, prompting him to hastily shove them in his pocket.

“What the hell, Uncle Andy?!” You screech, wrapping the towel even tighter around your freshly scrubbed body.

“I…just came up to check on you, sweetheart.” He replies with a shrug. “It’s been awhile since I’ve seen your room.” Andy makes a show of glancing around your room. “It’s kind of a mess in here.”

“Will you please just get out?” Each word is spoken through gritted teeth. 

“Sure thing, Clover.” Aware that his time was up, he heads for the door. And he’s not the least bit surprised when he hears it slam shut behind him, complete with a lock.

He doesn’t take it personally – especially since he’d been the one to intrude. He’d invaded your space without permission. But since he’d gotten what he came for, he was feeling pretty good. 

Andy’s feeling so good, that he hardly even responds when his buddies, Bucky and Steve, razz him about his sudden urge to rush out of the house after checking on you. They have no idea why he’s so pressed, and he doesn’t bother to clue them in either. 

Frankly, it was none of their fucking business. They could go on their own panty raid if they felt so inclined.

Climbing in his Lexus, he throws the car in drive before heading in the direction of a nearby local park. He was too excited to wait until he got home, especially since his newly found prize was damn near burning a hole in his pocket. 

It doesn’t take him long to reach his destination. And once he does, he doesn’t stop until he finds a secluded area where he can park. Blowing out an eager breath, he quickly undoes his slacks before reaching into his pocket to pull out the tiny piece of fabric he’d swiped from you earlier. 

Andy lets out a quiet moan as he sniffs them once more, finally giving in to his dark desires. And then he fists a trembling hand around his thick cock – the same one that holds your panties. He eagerly pumps his shaft, allowing his head to fall back against the seat as he imagines what it’s going to be like the first time he’s finally able to lose himself between your thighs. 

“Fuck!” He snarls as he increases the pace, his hips now jerking in time with his movements. Christ, he couldn’t wait until he got to cum inside you. The last couple nights he’d been dreaming about filling you with his seed, over and over again. 

Fucking breeding the shit out of you until he’d satisfied the beast in his mind that demanded he claim you in every possible way. He’d fill you up so good too, make sure that they didn’t waste a drop. An image of you, your belly swollen with his child, is all it takes for him to erupt, with rope after rope of hot, white cum splashing onto the steering wheel. 

“Ahh, fuck baby!” 

Breathing heavily, Andy decides to bask in the moment a little longer before cleaning himself up. It was going to be hard, giving you time to warm up to him and the others. But he was confident that he could do it. 

He could and would be patient. 

But until then, he had a feeling he was going to get a lot of use out of your pretty little panties. Which was okay too. He was almost positive you wouldn’t mind.

Especially since he already planned on buying you more. 

END

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[moody-alcoholic]

The soldier next door part 2?

+18 content MDNI

Summary: John Price x Reader, female, she/her. 2.5k words. Fridays are when I step out my comfort zone to write porn and challenge myself a little bit. I wanted to try writing something a little ‘rougher’ and longer. Thought why not just follow it up with the last Price x reader I did.

CW: +18 content MDNI It’s straight up smut, morning sex, blowjob, throat fucking, PIV sex, spanking (like once), breath play (kinda but not really), over stimulation, cunnilingus, fingering, bit of Mdom, sir kink, fluffy aftercare..

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Enjoy ya filthy animals <3

It felt strange waking up next to a man in your bed, it has been a while, almost 8 months. You didn't want to wake him, he looked so peaceful sleeping there. You quietly slip out of bed going to the kitchen to make some breakfast. 

You're frying eggs when John materialises from the bedroom. 

“Morning,” you say smiling at him. He steps over too you wrapping his arms round your stomach burying his head in your neck. 

“Last night was perfect,” he hums in your ears making you sink into his embrace as you try to focus on your eggs. You turn the heat off as John’s hands slip under the waistband of your PJ shorts pulling you up against him.

He continues to kiss your neck, sucking on the sensitive spot. Holy shit he wants to go again. You can feel his hard cock pressing up against your back. 

“Had an amazing dream about you,” he says turning you round so you’re facing him. You press your lips to his and he moans as he presses you up against the oven. You break away as he moves back to kissing your neck.

“What was the dream about?” You ask pressing your chest up against him. Your hand lazily making its way down to the bulge in his sweatpants. 

“I had you bent over the bed screaming my name until you were left as a writhing mess and still begging for more.” He says his voice low as he leans over whispering in your ear, his breath hot on your neck.

“Holy shit,” you moan your legs squeezing shut. He pulls back studying your face as you stroke his cock over his sweatpants. His hand travels from your waist up your top brushing over your nipple making your legs shake. 

“What to make it a reality?” You say trying not to sound desperate as you feel your pussy throbbing at the thought of being fucked again. John smiles bending down to kiss you.

“There are condoms in the bathroom drawer.” You say pulling away and heading to the bedroom. You don't wait stripping naked and sitting on the end of the bed. He comes in chuckling you stand up stopping him before reaching down and pulling his shirt over his head. Your hands run down his chest and his stomach. You get down on your knees pulling his pants down releasing his cock. Your mouth is already watering as you take it in your hands running your thumb over the red tip. You look up at him using both your hands to rub down his shaft. 

“Don't go easy on me, if you want to make me a writhing mess. I know my limits I'll tell you if it’s too much.” You say smiling at him. Before he can say anything you pull him in your mouth replacing your hands with your lips. He's big, so big he hits the back of your throat your eyes water as your mouth fills with saliva.

“Don't go easy huh,” he says between moans. You hum on his cock as he grabs the back of your head bunching your hair in his fist. The next time you thrust your mouth down his cock he holds your head there pushing his hips so he's deeper down your throat. You can't breathe as he holds you there moaning. You look up at him tears running down your face. He looks down at you moving his hips back so you can get some air. 

“Look at you tears streaming down your face. Crying already? You look so bloody perfect baby.” He lets you control the speed but keeps your hair in a tight grip. You keep your eyes on him moaning round him which he seems to like pushing your head deeper each time. 

“Fuck- can I fuck your throat baby? You're just so fucking sweet looking up at me like that.” You try to smile and nod. You move one of your hands to your clit grinding on you fingers while he forces your face down his throbbing member. He fucks your mouth hard while he moans and grunts. The lack of oxygen heightens the sensation as your fingers become soaked from your desperate cunt. You're going to cum if he keeps this up, you think he can tell as your moaning round him gets more frequent. He looks down and sees you touching yourself. His head tilts back as his breathing picks up his groans sounding more and more desperate.

“You going to cum? Couldn't wait till I was inside you?” He asks through gritted teeth, his eyes burning into yours as you blink away more tears.

“Uh-hm” you moan as you stop grinding and start rubbing your throbbing clit. He's thrusting so deep in your mouth you have to fight for each breath. You squeeze your eyes shut as you cum trying to stop yourself from biting down on his cock. He pulls out your mouth as you suck in air catching your breath. Holy shit that felt amazing. He bends down in front of you pushing your hair behind your ear. 

“Breathe baby, breathe. That’s it catch your breath.” You listen to his instructions taking in big gulps of air as he helps you up to your feet. He looks down at you using his thumb to rub your tears away. He bends down and kisses you, you kiss him back and let him lead you to the bed. He gently lays you back letting go of your lips, his fingers trace your face. 

“You’re so beautiful.” He says. You smile reaching up to plant another kiss on his lips. He smiles looking round the room for the condom he grabbed earlier. You turn over before he asks you to remembering from his dream you were bent over the bed. His hand finds it’s way up your thigh, his fingers rubbing between your folds, coating them in your juices as he finishes rolling the condom on. You fell him grab your hips pulling him up to you, you feel his fingers replaced with his cock, the tip brushing against your swollen clit. 

“Please John fuck me.” You beg gripping the bedding as he squeezes your ass. He chuckles continuing to rub his tip between your folds. 

“You’re so needy.” He says in that low humming voice that makes you involuntarily twitch. He’s teasing you and it’s driving you crazy. 

“Yes I’m a so needy for your fat cock to fill me up.” You’re not even thinking about what your saying, it’s just word vomit, anything to get him inside you. You pant as you push yourself up against his stomach. 

“Easy baby, if you keep talking like that I’m not going to last.” He tabs his cock against your clit and it makes your legs shake. You hear him chuckle again as he lines himself up with your entrance. He pushes the tip in and you moan already clenching down, he holds your hips in place so you can’t press back on him and you let out a frustrated whine. He continues to tease you only letting you ride his tip, you start to whine, pressing up against his hands as much as he will let you. 

“You make such pretty noises when you’re desperate huh.” He says bending down purring in your ear. His voice deep, commanding, sending shivers up your spine. You can’t think, your body is almost shaking with desperation, you want to touch yourself but you’re holding your body up with your elbows 

“Ask me nicely say ‘please sir, fuck me.’” You can hear an edge of something in his voice, you don't know what it is but it sending vibrations through your body.

“Please sir, fuck me, please.” You nod, pleading as your voice shakes. He lets out a long breath in your ear before standing up and pushing himself inside you. You moan as you feel the air leaving your lungs, his thrusts deep as he digs his nails into your ass. You hear him grunt, almost growling as he pushes into you as deep as he can. You clench around him, calling his name as he bounces against your cervix. 

“So. Bloody. Perfect.” He says between thrusts spanking your ass. It’s not hard but its enough to make your clit tingle and crave touch.

“Perfect for you sir.” You reply desperate to feel his fingers on your clit, begging for any kind of praise. Your head and shoulders flopping on the bed, the new angle hitting such a sweet spot your moaning turns to panting as you feel yourself getting closer to the edge. One of his hands wraps round your hip, his fingers brushing your clit.

“Yes, John, please don’t stop.” You beg, you’ve never begged before but right now all you want is to feel is his cock throbbing inside you as he cums, you wish he could just fill you up. Your head pressed into the covers as you grip the bedding, he’s driving you crazy, you feel so full, his fingers rubbing your clit. John, John, John. His name leaves your lips as you cum, clenching around him as he continues to thrust inside you. His cock throbbing, his fingers pressing hard on your clit making your legs twitch from over stimulation. You feel him bend over you panting, you can feel his chest on your back his heartbeat rapid. 

“Holy shit, you’re amazing.” You breathe, your eyes closed, body shaking. He chuckles again kissing your neck and pulling out, of you. You let your body flop to the side then turn over to your back to see him, he bends down picking up a towel to clean his fingers. 

“You got a thing for people calling you sir?” You say a playful smile on your face. He smiles back and shrugs. 

“I’m used to people calling me that at work.” He says catching his breath. 

“What are you like a big boss or something?” You ask. 

“Something like that.” He smiles, tying the condom off and throwing it in the trash, you made a mental note you needed to get on birth control if this was going to become a regular thing. You expect John to lay into bed next to you but instead he kneels down at the end of the bed pulling you so you’re on the edge and he is kneeled between your legs. You look at him confused.  

“I said I was going to keep going until you were a writhing mess.” He says kissing your thighs. Holy shit, he is amazing. You smile at him letting your head fall back on the bed as you spread your legs as far apart as you can for him. His beard tickles you but if anything it just adds to the sensation as he uses his tongue to spread your juices round your clit. You’ve already cum twice but his tongue licking tight circles has his name leaving your lips again. You can tell he likes that as he moves one of his hands up inserting a finger into you. You grip the bedding again, trying to keep your hips from squirming, you want to grind down on his face. 

“Still so needy.” He says pulling a way for a second and re-adjusting his body to a more comfortable position. He pushes another finger in and you’re so desperate to cum again you almost don’t realise it until he’s hitting that oh-so-perfect spot, curling his fingers up inside you in time with his vicious licks on your clit. Every-time he moans it sends vibrations all through your body, his fingers work faster as you feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm way quicker then you expected. 

“John- I’m going to cum.” You say, he pulls away making you whine in protest, the sudden absence of his tongue is so jarring you almost sob. 

“You’ve got to ask nicely to come, ‘please sir, can I come?’” He says, his fingers not slowing but you’re desperate to feel his mouth on you again.

“Please- Please can I come sir?” You manage through your panting, the words catching in your throat. 

“‘Cause you can baby, you’ve been such a good girl.” He says before locking his mouth back round your clit. It’s like fireworks through your body when you cum. Your hand thrusting down to grip his hair as your back arches and you scream his name, you feel him chuckle as he rides you through the orgasm until your legs are clenching around his head your clit overstimulated and pulsating. You have to push his head away as your body twitches. He pulls away wiping his fingers on your clit which makes you shiver. You’re too exhausted to move your chest feeling like there’s someone sat on it as you try to normalise your breathing. 

“You okay over there?” He asks picking up a towel and wiping between your legs. You open your mouth but nothing comes out instead you just swallow. You hear him chuckle. 

“Too much?” He asks. You manage to shake your head, your eyes watching him as he throws the towel to the side. He comes round the bed and you start to get up your body still shaking he wraps his arm round your shoulders puling up the bed. 

“I’ve got it,” you say, scooting yourself up to the top of the bed. He kisses you on the forehead. 

“You did so well for me baby let me take care of you.” He says his voice low almost a whisper as he brings the duvet over you. He lays your head on the pillow going back to the end of the bed to put on some boxers. You watch as he leaves the room your body feels heavy, your throat suddenly dry as you relax back on the pillows. A few seconds later John’s back with a glass of water which you eagerly accept and gulp down.

“Easy, baby,” He says as he brushes hair out your face, helping you hold the glass. 

“Thank you,” you say when you’re done. He puts the glass on the bedside table and gets up walking round the bed and climbing in behind you. He wraps his arms round you pulling you up against his chest, your heart still racing as he kisses your head. 

“That was amazing.” You say. 

“You were amazing.” He replies in your ear, you feel his breath on your cheek as you relax into him, as he supports you, you close your eyes, taking deep breaths. 

“Shit the eggs.” You say too sleepy to really care.

“It’s alright I put them in the fridge.” He replies kissing your cheek. 

“Thank you,” you say kissing his hand, drifting off to sleep.

[yonpote]

mr. pote please explain shoe ig story for the ignorant (me)

not much to explain other than. dan posted an instagram story of their shoes pressed together

ok i guess ill share a LITTLE context. around late january to early february 2023 was when dan was having a mini-break from touring for philly's bday before he had to hit the road for the non-uk european shows. the thing is, there were kind of a lot of complications happening wrt tickets, especially problems surrounding the iceland show, which dan had hyped up as where he was going to end the tour, and pj even mentioned on stream that he and sophie would possibly meet dan and phil there and have essentially a double date holiday! the day before the Shoe Pic, dan had announced that the iceland show was cancelled. he posted the cancellation on his story in icelandic, here is the english translation:

Sorry for the frozen people. Couldn't bring this show to your island this trip, that's all I can say for now. It's on my bucket list to be with you one day. I'll see you then.

he then posted an ig story where he seemed to be out on a walk that was quite self-deprecating on the fact that no one takes him seriously "in life, business, or the industry." it was just a bummer day for dan. so a few twitter phannies (back when there was a Little peace) thought to make an encouraging hashtag for dan, #weloveyoudan to show some appreciation for him when he really seemed to need it! (this also spawned an in-joke hashtag my good friend @editingz0ne made, #giveamazingphilnukes, that phil tweeted about 💀)

so the next day, when dnp had both posted while at an apex legends esports competition thing, we all kinda inferred that this was a lil date, possibly as another phil bday present (still his bday week) or as a lil gift to cheer dan up, or both! and then. he posted the fuckin shoe pic.

listen. idk how to explain it. it just. felt like something so weirdly intimate? like, no idea what the context is, other than theyre sitting in the back of a cab and took a photo of their shoes pressed together. and like one is clearly phil's shoe and the other clearly dan's shoe, and i assume theyre the same shoe size (do not tell me wikifeet ppl i dont need to know) and so they just. fit perfectly together. and all this was after the harrowing previous day, and after all that dan just decided to let us in on this picture that is so silly and not really anything and yet feels so personal? its like when we hear their alien language in the texting vids, or that they get fries every saturday and call it "fry-day". like its not a bit its not playing up a dynamic for a camera its just. THEM! its just them!!!!!!!! anyway thank you for coming to my ted talk on the dan and phil shoe photo taken on february 5th, 2023 by dan howell.

[diorgirl444]

nice boys don’t kiss like that <3

remus lupin x fem!reader, a tiny little domestic fic loosely inspired by the ending of bridget jones’s diary, listen to sweet by cigarettes after sex when reading

the sun is just peaking through the blinds as you blearily open your eyes. consciously you notice that there is a gap in the bed which normally holds your human radiator of a boyfriend. you step out of bed and immediately feel shivery, tiny lacy brandy pjs may look cute but gosh are they cold. you hear your feet softly pad against the hardwood floor trying to find remus.

“remmy?” you speak loudly so he can hear you whether he is hiding.

“in the kitchen my love” you hear as your response.

when you walk into the kitchen you only see the back of him and notice that he’s making pancakes. as a thank you, you fondly wrap your arms around his middle. “morning dear” he says, his voice slightly raspy from sleep and he turns to face you.

you ponder before saying “you know I’m starting to think that you’re kind of mean remmy” but you’re smiling so widely that even you know that your words are pure nonsense. “care to explain how I’m mean? I’m making you pancakes” he says gesturing to the frying pan in his hands. you stare at him as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

“well” you start “number one you left me in bed all cold, number two you wouldn’t let me have a baby and…” you trail off running out of points for this silly statement you’re making. he simply smiles at you warmly

“to your first reason, I left is to surprise you. for the second we’re 20 my love let’s wait till we can provide for the child. therefore I happen to think I’m a very nice boyfriend” with that final remark he places the pancakes onto a plate and then kisses you. remus is all passion and soft lips when he kisses, his long arms snaking their way around your waist in a way that leaves you flustered and with warm red cheeks.

“see!” you say seriously. he blinks at you confused. “nice boys don’t kiss like that!” he breaks out into entertained laughter and then his face draws serious again before saying “yes they fucking do” he pulls you in for another kiss again.

you privately think to yourself that you have the nicest boyfriend in the world. not that you’d ever admit that to him right now.

[caberzatto]

a few head cannons about my favourite runner

minho headcannons

Minho is the type of boyfriend to pick a fight over anything, with anyone when it comes to you, even if it's something as small as someone mistakenly bumping into you as they're walking past.

He literally once threatened to drag Zart into the maze and feed him to the grievers himself, just cause he had cut in front you in the serving line during supper one night.

It's safe to say he is very overprotective over you, even though he knows you can handle yourself. You don't mind it though, you like seeing him stand up for you.

"Minho, calm down. It's not that serious."

"I don't care. No one cuts in front of my girl."

There's not a lot of fun things to do around the glade, so he tries his best to find ways of entertaining you.

Sometimes he'll sneak into your hut after dark, when everyone is asleep, and drag you out to the lake in the forest for a midnight swim.

Sometimes the two of you will simply stroll together and talk under the moonlight, or even play games like hide and seek, or tag, running through the trees and hiding behind the trees and bushes until you get tired.

One night he surprised you with a picnic by the lake. He'd snuck into the kitchen to steal snacks so you'd have something to eat (Fry would absolutely murder him if he ever found out). He had laid down a blanket that he'd brought from his room, the snacks sitting atop it.

You felt so special in that moment. He had done all this for you and he would do it again a thousand more times just to see that smile on your face when you first saw it.

"...Minho…oh my God. You did this all for me?"

"Yeah...d'you like it?..."

"It's perfect. You're...perfect."

He's constantly touching you, he just has this lingering need to always be close to you in any way, shape, or form. Minho was never figured as the PDA type but when the two of you started dating, he became hands-on all the time.

Whether its simply standing closely behind you, reaching for the fabric of your clothing, or holding your hand in his, he just has this need to always be around you.

That being said, he'll occasionally plant kisses and nip at your neck during conversations with someone else - just to let it be known that everyone knows you're his girl.

The moment Minho gets back from the maze, his first stop is always you. Not caring whether or not the rest of the gladers are watching, he never shy's away from peppering your face with kisses and wrapping his arms tightly around you.

"Shucking hell dude, do you have to do that in front of us?"

"No one's forcing you to watch, shanks."

When the two of you have days off, which are very rare in the glade, you take full advantage of them. Because of work, you're both very tired when a rest day comes, you'll usually just end up spending the entire day in bed together. Which he does not mind at all.

In fact, he loves it. More than most things.

When your head is laid against his chest as you take soft breaths, and your arm is laying lazily over his bare torso - due to you wearing his shirt instead, he's the most at peace than he likes to admit.

It doesn't matter even if the two of you are merely laying in silence whilst he draws shapes over the fabric covering your back, when he's there with you? He truly could stay there forever. I mean literally forever.

Speaking of you wearing his shirt - God, he can't get enough of it. He loves seeing you in his clothes. There's just something about it that makes his heart rate quicken, that makes his head feel all fuzzy, makes his cheeks warm, fills his chest with admiration.

The first time Minho discovered that seeing you in his clothes made him feel this way, was when you had first started dating. You were in his hut getting ready for bed, waiting for Minho to finish up in the communal showers, when you'd decided to just throw on one of his sleeping shirts, too lazy to go out and get your own pjs all the way from your hut.

When he pushed open the door after walking back from the showers, he found you sitting on the bed reading a book under the dim lighting of the hut - in his shirt. You looked up to find his eyes alternating between your face and the shirt that hung loosely off your body.

You quickly reacted, apologising before slipping your hands under the hem to lift the shirt over your head and take it off. But he stopped you, telling you to leave it on.

"Keep it on, you look good in it...almost good enough to eat."

"Well if that's the case, then be my guest."

The first time Minho told you he loved you was a moment you'll never forget. It replays constantly in your mind, each time filling your chest with a comforting warmth that never gets old.

It was one of your days off. The two of you were lying in Minho’s bed just like any other day off you’d spend together. Your head rested on his chest, following the movements of his soft breaths, his hand drawing circles over your back as the other one rested underneath his head.

You were telling him about some funny antic that Jeff had done at work in the medhut the other day, when he kinda just blurted it out, literally out of nowhere. It's safe to say you were definitely taken by surprise.

"So Jeff told Clint and I to close our eyes, and when we opened them he was-"

"-I love you."

"I'm sorry...you what?"

"I think...I think I love you-I think I'm...in love with you."

"Minho..."

"You don't have to say anything, I shouldn't even have said anything, it was shuckin' stupi-"

"-I love you too, you shank...I'm in love with you too."

smut time y'all

Your first time with Minho was honestly beyond any words you could use to describe. Although, it would be a lie to say it didn’t take a while to actually get there. And believe me, it did.

You were Minho’s first girlfriend, the first girl he’s ever actually had the chance to like - and he didn’t want to screw that up.

So he took his time. Not wanting to rush you into anything or to really even bring the topic up, afraid it might scare you off or make you think that he's only with you for sex. It's not like he didn't think about it, of course he did - he is a teenage boy after all. Some nights he'd fall asleep to the thought of your bare body, how he'd gingerly graze his fingertips over your torso, over the swell of your breasts, the smooth skin of your stomach, imagining how you'd tense as his fingers made his way lower and lower down your figure, until they reached the place you needed him most.

Just the image of your lying beneath him would promote a particular tightness in his pants that begged for release.

And just as the thought was in Minho's head, it was in yours too. It had been almost 2 months since you'd begun dating, and the most you'd done together were gentle strokes under shirts or against whatever bare skin was visible and some very mild dry riding.

Just as Minho had his needs, so did you.

Anytime it seemed that you too were finally getting somewhere, finally about to cross that line, Minho would make up some excuse about having to be up early the next morning - which wasn't all that false - but c'mon.

You'd had enough of the excuses so one evening whilst you and Minho were lying in his bed together you kinda just blurted it out - after having to work up the courage the entire day first of course.

"Why won't you have sex with me?"

"...I - what? what are you talking about? I just...where's this coming from?"

"Why won't you have sex with me, Minho? I mean don't you want to? Cause I definitely want to have sex with you."

"Of course I do...it's just-"

"Just what? Do you not find me attractive or-"

"You know I do. I just - I didn't want to rush you into anything, y'know."

"Minho...I want this. I wouldn't be asking if I didn't. I'm ready, okay? I'm ready for this - for you. I just want you."

"I want you too."

taglist : @minhoshotharness @stupendouscookiehumanmug

hope you guys enjoyed this. something cute and sweet. let me know if you'd like a part 2 of minho head cannons <33 cause I love writing ab my sweet boy.

[lilozzzyo3569]

Benny Miller X Female Reader

Synopsis: You are Benny’s best friend and decide to have a hang out night after his fights. Fresh off a win he comes to your place to celebrate

Pairing: Benny Miller x Female Reader 

Warnings: MDNI, cursing, implied alcohol consumption, angst, fluff, use of affectionate nicknames, size difference, reader is much smaller than Benny  

It was fight night! You unfortunately weren’t able to make the fight so you texted Benny to come over to celebrate.

You had just gotten out of the shower, when you heard your front door opening. You quickly wrap the towel around your body as you walk into your living room to see Benny taking off his shoes, as he looks over at you. You hold your towel as you say “and weighing at something like 200 pounds and standing at way taller than me, THE BEST FIGHTER IN THE WORLD and the crowd goes wild baaah” you smile as you pretend be an announcer making Benny’s face light up. He walks over to you and bends down to pick you and hug you. “Eeek Benny, you’re gonna break me” you giggle as Benny laughs as he buries his face into your hair, “Whatever short stack,” he puts you down only just now realizing that you are wearing only a towel making him slightly blush, “why are you not wearing clothes?” You chuckle “well considering I thought someone might be breaking into my apartment, I just ran out of the shower and-” you are cut off by the doorbell ringing. “Oh the pizzas here!” You open the door, overly excited since you were starving, Benny saw you open the door and take the pizza while the pizza delivery guy stared at you hungrily. Benny stood behind you giving the man a death glare making him look down ashamed, “um here” he said as he practically ran away. You turn around to pass the pizzas to Benny who was still giving a bit of a glare at the door making you look up at him confused, “were you giving him the glare Ben?” you gently hit his arm. “That guy was looking at you like you were the pizza,” Benny remarks as he goes to the couch with the pizzas. You roll your eyes as you go to the fridge to grab a couple beers and putting them in front of him on the couch on the coffee table. “I think I would notice if someone was looking at me like I was a pizza,” you stand in front of him with your hands on your hips, Benny looks up at you in your towel and still a bit wet causing him to choke a bit on the pizza he was shoveling down his throat. “You never notice because I am usually right behind you giving them ‘the glare’,” you roll your eyes and start to walk away to put on your pjs “ya now Benny I can take care of myself, I don’t need you to protect me from every man in the world.” you chuckle as you go to your room.

You come back now wearing one of Benny’s old shirts and sit on the couch next to him to snag a slice of pizza, as you see what Benny had picked to watch. You turn to see Benny looking a bit perplexed and no longer eating. “Hey is everything okay?” you ask a bit worried as you scoot closer to him and put your arm around his shoulder, Benny tended to be a bit up and down after a fight but never like this. He simply sighed “I’m fine, sorry just zoned out for a bit” he says trying to go back to drinking his beer. “Oh no ya don’t I know that look that wasn’t a zone out that was a deep thought, I know because I could little puffs of smoke coming out of your ears” you joke as you are now resting on your knees, turned towards him and holding his face to blow out the imaginary smoke. Benny starts to laugh as you almost climb into his lap, he puts down his beer and starts to tickle you, making you squeal in his hands. He ends up tumbling on top of you, making you laugh out of breath, “Benny-hahaha-you're crushing-haha-me” your eyes are closed and Benny is just looking down at you as he stops tickling you. You finally open your eyes to see Benny smiling down at you, “what?” you ask as he says “I missed you small fry.” Benny leans down and hugs you, essentially cuddling into your chest making you giggle as you two tangle your bodies together on your couch and he gets comfortable using you as his human sized pillow. “I missed you too, even though I saw you like two weeks ago” you stroke his hair making him sigh. “I know but I just missed you is all, and being around you and *cough cough*-sorry um I should go shower” and before you can respond Benny gets up and grabs his bag to shower. Benny comes back, hair wet, wearing a pair of gray sweats and nothing else, your breath catches in your throat making him laugh. “Like what you see?” you roll your eyes and throw a pillow at his head which he catches and responds menacingly “oh you’re gonna regret that” you giggle as you put down your pizza slice and stand up to look at him from across your living room and stare at him “make me.” Benny growls and charges at you picking you up and tickling you as you giggle and tickle him back in return struggling and squirming back and forth until you both end up back where you started on the couch. You end up on top of Benny straddling his hips, tickling the soft spot on his neck forcing him to groan unexpectedly, leaving you slightly shocked until he takes the opportunity to tickle you right on your hips. You laugh out loud and twitch causing you to accidentally grind down against his hips. You both let out an unabashed moan, until you both look at each other blushing. You and Benny look into each others eyes with shock and you whisper first “umm- *you chuckle* maybe I should get up,” Benny chuckles back and rasps “you don’t have to” as he gently starts to caress your sides. You lick your lips, before biting your lip making him groan and roll his eyes into the back of his head, “oh baby please don’t do that” you blush feeling exactly what you are doing to him making you blush even deeper. You chuckle and decide to flirt back with “well maybe I shouldn’t get up, considering you’re already seem …up” you giggle before looking away. Benny moves his hands up to hold your face and smile up at you. Benny licks his lips and says “would it be a bad time to admit that I have wanted this since the first time I met you?” You look down into his beautiful eyes, and respond "only if I can admit that I have felt the same way since your first fight." You smile and lean down to kiss him, as he smiles and grabs your hips to pull you closer, "maybe this would be a better conversation for your bedroom instead of the couch hahaha" he winks before picking you up as if you weight nothing. You squeak and hit his chest weakly "Benny hahaha!"

FIN

[creative-heart]

"My thoughts will echo your name"| Esteban Kukuriczka

Chapter four: "No one has to know what we do."

Lucia’s notes: First off, I’m so sorry about last chapter, might have been a bit of a downer, but I trust me, it’s gonna get better soon. We’re back to the usual POV now. BTW the playlist “my hot girl revenge era” really exists on Spotify and it’s amazing.

+18 ONLY: If you’re no interested in reading the smutty part, please stop reading at “Whatever you say babygirl”; you can go back to reading at the next cut.

Playlist: 

Bejeweled- Taylor Swift

Wildest dreams- Taylor Swift

Could you love me when I hate myself- Lily McAlpine

Love in the dark- Adele

August- Taylor Swift

Starving- Hailee Steinfeld.

Ready for it- Taylor Swift

Content Warnings: Some not too heavy smut, mainly a makeout session; Social Drinking; mention to smoking.

Word Count: 2.4k

Five days, five whole days had gone by since that night when Y/N had told Lucas to leave the apartment, not one single text or call to check how she was doing, much less him coming home and as much as the hazel eyed woman wanted to pretend like it didn’t hurt her, truth is she had been laying on the couch in her pj’s without moving, just watching Grey’s Anatomy for the fifth time. Y/N was curled up on the couch one evening when she heard the front door but she stayed in the way she was, not enough energy to move to see who it was, coming into her place. “Oh. My. God, babe….nuh, hell no, you need to get your shit together” she heard the voice of her best friend Gabriel coming in from the living room’s threshold as the tall guy made his way to her pulling the blanket off of her and turning the tv off she whined.

“Gabi, nooo. let me, I’m in the best part” Y/N protested pointing at the tv without looking at the arched brow on the black haired guy.

“You know Grey’s by heart, don’t know what this fucker did now, but I’m taking you out, you haven’t answered to my calls or texts in days, come on” as she reluctantly let her friend pick her up from the couch and walk her to the bathroom “also, you smell, and your hair is so greasy I can fry an egg on your head, you’re not this, come on, you take an all in all shower and I’ll make you something to eat, we’re going out tonight bitch” he smiled turning around and going straight to the kitchen after leaving Y/N to stare at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. As she took her image in, she rubbed her face and stepped into the shower letting the steaming water run through her body washing that week off her body, mind and soul; maybe Gabriel was right and going out would be good to her, after all, it was clear that Lucas wasn’t thinking about her, so why should she be sulking over that wanker.

Forty minutes later, she finished blowdrying and styling her hair, her staple beach waves adorning her strawberry blonde locks, she took her makeup bag out and looked at her friend who came into the room with a sandwich just as she said “Alexa, play my hot girl revenge era playlist” as …Ready for it? by Taylor Swift started playing through the speaker Gabriel handed her the plate. “This is my bad bitch bestie!” he smiled turning around to look at the outfit laid out on the bed “damn, red lace top, leather pants and jacket, you going out to eat! I love” Y/N chuckled as she ate her sandwich while doing her makeup. Once they were ready they ordered an Uber and headed out.

“Ok, so…you know how I am obsessed with Andy from La sociedad de la nieve? well, I saw he will be at this club tonight, so, that’s where we’re going, I ain’t asking, just letting ya know mkay?” Y/N chuckled softly nodding knowing that if Andy was there, there was a chance that Esteban would be and she bit the inside of her lip, because why did the thought of kuku being there made her insides flutter and the heat rise in her whole body, she hadn’t told Gabriel about the whole Esteban thing tho, and she decided to keep it that way.

“I’m gonna get so drunk tonight” Y/N chuckled as they got out of the uber before making their way inside with the passes Gabriel had secured for them. As soon as the blonde set foot in the club, she headed to the bar to get herself a drink needing to keep her mind quiet only knowing that way to do it. Y/N rested against the bar looking out into the dancefloor as she downed her mojito, searching for her first victim, determined as she was to two things, get herself drunk, and secure a hot man to make her forget about the fact that the man she had loved for 5 years had all but forgotten about her in the last week. She knew she was the one who had told him to leave, but Y/N never thought he wouldn’t come back after that night, they might be in a horrible spot, but Lucas was still her boyfriend, and in some way she still loved him, or maybe it was just the comfort of knowing what it was like.

As soon as Esteban walked into the club with the guys later that night, he could see Y/N. She was up on a table dancing and immediately a mixture of feelings cursed through his blood. A perfect combination of lust, desire, rage at seeing how the other men around her gawked and touched her legs and protectiveness over the fact that she was clearly intoxicated, the cigarette hanging from her lips quite a sexy sight as she moved to the beat of the music. Without even hesitating about it, he made his way across the dancefloor swiftly, he didn’t give a flying fuck anymore about Lucas, if he wasn’t going to take care of her, he would. When he got up to the table where Y/N was he pushed the men aside and looked at her “Y/N can you please get down from that table?” he held his hand out for her. When Y/N heard that voice over the music she knew exactly who it belonged to, only Esteban’s voice could send a jolt of electricity down her spine straight to her center and she turned around to face him shaking her head moving down just so she was at his level.

“Now…why would I handsome? can’t you see how many gentleman are offering to get me drinks?” she smirked whispering in his ear biting her lower lip as she moved in front of her face stopping just mere inches away from his, staring down into his eyes and kuku swore she could see right into his soul, those Hazel orbs were so deep and entrancing. Before she could get away he picked Y/N up in his arms, his hands resting on the back of her thighs just below her ass cheeks and put her down from the table walking away. “Esteban put me down” the girl said in a tone she hoped to be firm and demanding but that much against her will came out breathy and whiny. Once they were far enough from that table and closer to the rest of the guys the brown eye guy let her down purposefully running his hands up Y/N’s sides which caused a new wave of electricty and goosebumps to course through the younger one’s body.

“Whatever you say babygirl” Esteban said looking straight into Y/N’s eyes his hands resting on the girl’s exposed waist. Her skin is as soft and warm as he had dreamt it would be. His eyes switching between the blonde girl’s eyes and lips as she spoke, not that he could hear what she was really saying all he was really thinking about was how much he wanted to kiss her right now, press her against his body and finally taste her lips. As Y/N kept complaining about what a killjoy he had been for taking her down from the table she found herself quite intoxicated, not only by the booze running thought her bloodstream but also by the taller guy’s perfume flooding her senses, she couldn’t think straight, his hands were still on her waist, her boobs pressed to his chest and she could see how dark his eyes were while looking at her.

Y/N didn’t know if it was the alcohol or the fact that she couldn’t deny anymore how hot Kuku was but she grabbed his shirt in her fists to pull him down to her crushing her lips to his, her eyes fluttered closed and she felt the sigh escape from the eldest lips and she took the chance to deepen the kiss as they started fighting for dominance in the kiss. Esteban’s hands slowly moved around exploring Y/N’s body at the same time as he pulled her closer to him if that was even a possibility, the soft moans escaping the girl’s lips taking his chance to tug on her lip as he pushed her up against a nearby wall her hands wrapping around his neck holding him closer to her as his lips trailed down her jaw to her neck slowly kissing all over, each touch setting a fire on her skin that lingered after he had moved on to the next. When kuku placed a kiss onto the spot right under Y/N’s ear she moaned into his ear closing her eyes as she could feel the smirk on his face right before he bit down on it gently.

Before Y/N could even stop herself she pressed her center to his, eager to feel as much of him as she could without taking their clothes off, but as soon as kuku felt her doing that his hands went back to her hips and he pulled himself apart a bit biting his lip, their breathing heavy and irregular with desire and need. He looked at the girl and leaned in whispering in her ear “as much as this is turning me on, and no matter how much I wanna take you home and fuck you right now, you’re one, quite drunk, and two, still my friend’s girlfriend as far as I know, and no matter how much of a douchebag he may be, I won’t do that” kuku rested his forehead against hers closing his eyes and while Y/N wanted to hit him for cutting of the moment like that, the fact that he was so respectful made whatever she was feeling inside her at the moment for him, grow stronger and she nodded looking at every single one of his freckles.

When Esteban pulled up outside of Y/N’s place he turned around to find her looking at him “wanna come in for a cup of coffee?” she smiled softly, her eyes still slanted from the alcohol pumping through her “I swear I won’t try to jump your bones…not that I don’t want to” she whispered the last part hopefully quiet enough to not be heard by the elder guy, but judging by his smirk, she hadn’t been successful “I just wanna thank you for bringing me home, plus I think you could use the caffeine”.

The brunette nodded getting out of the car with her and locking it before walking into her place as he looked around “so…Lucas isn’t here?” As soon as she had stepped foot into her home Y/N remembered the state of the place and hurriedly picked up around so that it wouldn’t look too messy shaking her head “no….truth is….he hasn’t been here for the past 5 days” she bit her lip hard as admitting it outloud made it all the more real. Once she had thrown everything out of sight she went to start the coffee pot and rested against the countertop looking at kuku, was that a slight smile she saw on his face?

“Have you two…broken up then?” He knew he shouldn’t be this happy over this possibility, a break up is always shitty but he couldn’t help but feel at least hopeful over the chance of things working out for him. He sat down on the kitchen island in front of Y/N.

“Well…not in so many words no, I mean, not officially, but we did have an argument, five days ago, I told him I didn’t wanna see his face around here that night and he left, hasn’t come back, texted or called since then.” She whispered the last part wrapping her arms around her own body and looked down to the floor to try and blink away those stupid tears that shouldn’t even be there in the first place. Kuku frowned seeing her upset and reached out pulling her to him gently making room for her to stand between his knees and hugged her tight kissing her head.

“Honestly….if he doesn’t see the kind of woman he has standing next to him he’s even dumber than I thought, it’s his loss, truly, if I were lucky enough to be in his place…” he mumbled cutting himself short when he realized what he was about to say when he saw Y/N look up at him with glossy eyes. He sighed  gently wiping her tears from her cheeks and took a deep breath before picking up where he left off, there was no use on denying what he felt now, even more so after seeing her cry, he only wanted to protect her and take care of her “If I were lucky enough to be in his place. I’d make sure to show you how important you are to me, I would do anything and everything in my power to help you achieve your dreams, you’re a wonderful person, gorgeous inside an out from what I’ve gotten to know you, and you deserve to have as your partner someone who sees how special you are and helps you shine on your own, who builds your light up, not someone who tries to dim you down.” Y/N kept looking at Esteban, not only could she look at him all night because he was the most gorgeous man she had ever seen, but hearing him say that, not only made her insides burn with desire, it made her heart swell with love.

That night, standing on that kitchen floor between Esteban’s knees, she understood two things, not only she didn’t love Lucas anymore and was determined to officially break things off with him as soon as possible, but she was also falling in love with the man in front of her, she was falling fast, she was falling hard, and she was falling deep in love with him and this was either gonna be the love story she was gonna tell her kids, or the break up that was gonna ruin her life. But either way, she was ready to find out.

Lucia’s notes: I told you all it was gonna get better didn’t I? and you haven’t seen the half of it! If you wanna be tagged in coming posts, please coment below. Also, no comments or likes needed but they are much appreciated. I love hearing what you think!

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[cursedcola]

I just want an emotionally content Malleus. Domestic Malleus. Enjoying-the-simple-things Malleus. With his hair messily tied in a low bun at the side of his neck - his bangs pinned back with bobby pins and a few stray hairs lingering. Lazing around in cringey ass plaid PJ bottoms and an oversized t-shirt that has a brightly colored, cartoon, tomogachi print. The shirt that he noticed on a sale rack at a nearly-abandoned human mall and instantly fell in love with. The one he bought on an outing with you, and now wearing it brings him comfort.

I want early morning Malleus, who has over time grown soft to the luxury of silence. It no longer reeks of loneliness, and is comforting. No expectations - he can sit in his room, sipping his tea,with a book, and not have to think of an advisor or servant telling him that he’s needed. His posture slumped in his armchair, relaxed, and the sight nothing like what a prince should look like. He’s readying himself for the day, at a place where nothing is predictable and he learns more than any academic lecture could begin to teach .

I just want ‘normal’ Malleus. Where people have conversations about him that don’t involved how powerful he is, or how scary he is - and he goes about his day knowing that there will not be stares as he walks by. Where he can leave his room and not be subjected to praise for the tiniest movement. Normalcy. Where he can wear ugly plaid pajama pants, run a hand through his knotted hair, snuggle in his tacky shirt that brings him comfort, and sip his tea while enjoying a book - and it wouldn’t be something difficult for someone else to envision.

-FIN-

I was working on my sentientAU and couldn’t get this out of my head >_<

Keep reading if you’d like to hear a wee bit about my thought process for the diasomnia chapter. Do not proceed otherwise.

My brain goes places when I think of modern Malleus in our world - or even just Malleus when he’s not expected to maintain a princely persona and not have people walking on eggshells when they talk to him. I feel like he’d quickly take to simple pleasures if he could break free from his label, and what better way than in a place he’s unknown? He wouldn’t be reining in any of his curiosity anymore. If something was of interest - he could do it. Not just to try either. It could become a norm.

It wouldn’t be quick. There would be a curve, but over time I can just see him soaking up these simple pleasures that we don’t think twice about. He’s the main character’s love interest in a hallmark movie who sees life in every little thing - from the bright lights at a 24hr arcade to air frying chicken nuggets at 3:30am for a snack. He’s still much more formal than anyone on earth could ever be. More cautious and a naïve towards independency (i mean, yes baby is lonely but he has always had family). He’s also the dork who spews random facts of knowledge at inconvenient times, often indulges in take-out after it becomes something more accessible, religiously wears tacky t-shirts with his suits after seeing tony stark on tv ONCE (he wishes to be a cool ‘dude’), and somehow has slotted into modern earth living like a perfect puzzle piece because he was given the chance to experience culture shock the RIGHT WAY. Meaning, fuck around and find out. Which he can’t DO in twisted wonderland because if he ‘fucks around and finds out’ then it is going to affect more people than just himself. Malleus is literally the ‘bird in a cage’ analogy over in TW. Except he already knows how to fly, and he chooses to stay pinned down for the happiness of his owner(the valley) and family.

[yelenasdiary]

My Little Secret || Part III

Pairing: Yelena Belova x Reader

Summary: You meet Kate, Yelena’s best friend for the first time.  

Slight Angst | Fluff | 1.5K | 

Translations: милая девушка (pretty girl),

AC: Finally made a little part 3 to my favourite AU!! Enjoy

Part 1 & Part 2

After meeting Natasha unexpectedly then meeting Melina and Alexei, it wasn't long until Yelena had you staying a few nights at the Avengers compound waiting for her best friend, Kate Bishop, to return from a mission. You've met everybody else from Tony to Peggy and couldn't help but feel a sense of love and support that Yelena had found herself in.

You knew after meeting the rest of the team and their families that Yelena was in safe hands, she always had been. All those nights when you worried about her on missions, it all made sense now, she was safe and always coming home to you and Fanny. 

Of course, you both couldn't leave Fanny back home alone without somebody to stop by and feed her so Yelena had to spend a great deal of time trying to convince Tony and Steve that Fanny would be no trouble, she's toilet trained and would sleep in her room with you. That she did, you were lying on the shared bed picking at a bag of grapes binge watching Friends when Yelena had returned from training, fresh from the shower. 

"You both look comfortable" Yelena smiled softly as she lent down and kissed you softly, "Mmm" you hummed against her lips, never being able to get used to the fluttering feeling she gave you in your stomach whenever she kissed you. "How was training with Nat?" you asked as she made her way over to the wardrobe, "Full of her being a smart arse as always" she replied causing you to chuckle, "oh, Kate and Clint will be back by 10am tomorrow. Nat spoke to Clint earlier" she added as she pulled her pj shirt over her head. 

"Oh goodie" you smiled, "I can't wait! From what you've told me, Kate sounds wonderful!" you added. Yelena pulled the covers back as she slipped into bed behind you, naturally wrapping her arms around you and pulling you slightly closer to her before Fanny could wiggle herself between the two of you. "Did Wanda put you onto this show?" Yelena asked, placing a quick kiss on your cheek as she snuggled as close as she could to you. "Have you never heard of Friends?" you chuckled, "nope" Yelena said confidently.

"Babe, Friends is one of the biggest sitcoms of all time, how have you not heard of it by now?" you looked over your shoulder at her with a raised brow. "I guess now I have?" Yelena chuckled lightly, "you're going to be the death of me Belova" you joked shaking your head. "Almost sounds like you like that idea, Mrs Belova" Yelena teased. She's been using the new name for you in secret, she says it's to adjust to the upcoming wedding, but you knew she secretly loved calling you by it, making it more obvious that you were really hers. 

Yelena woke up before you, smiling softly to herself when she slipped out of bed to take a peep at you. You had Fanny lying beside you as you cuddled her like a pillow, Fanny didn't move an inch when Yelena snuck out of the bedroom to make you a coffee. "You're up early" Natasha greeted Yelena as she walked into the kitchen. Wanda was by the stove making the compound a big breakfast while Natasha sat "looking pretty" as Wanda would say. 

"Kate's coming back together" Yelena reminded her older sister. 

"Ooo, are you nervous about her meeting Y/n?" Natasha asked in a teasing tone. "Leave the kids alone, Natalia" Wanda playfully slapped her wife's arm. "Oh, come on, I was only asking" Nat argued before taking a bite from her toast, "No, I'm more worried about how much they'll like each other" Yelena admitted. Wanda turned wave from the stove with the fry pan in her hand and scooping the bacon onto a clean plate, "well, that's a good thing, isn't is?" Wanda asked as she looked up at Yelena. 

"Yeah, but you've met Y/n and Kate" Yelena shrugged. 

"Oh, honey, you have nothing to worry about. Y/n loves you; I've seen the way you both look at each other. Besides, Kate wouldn't do anything to ruin what you have with Y/n, she's your best friend" Wanda smiles softly hoping her words would assure Yelena with her worries. 

"Come on, Lena, Y/n is crazy about you. Sure, her and Kate will probably get along really well but Y/n said yes to you" Natasha puts her 2 cents worth in. 

"So I'm not stupid for having these thoughts?" Yelena asked looking between the two women. "Of course not!" Wanda quickly places the fry pan back on the stove, "everybody has these thoughts. You've had Y/n all to yourself, you've never had to worry about those thoughts before. As much as this is new to Y/n, it's also new to you and it's okay to be nervous" she added with a soft smile as she looked at Yelena again. 

"What are you? The love guru?" Natasha looked at her wife with a glaze. "I'm just trying to help" Wanda mumbled. 

"Thanks for the ted talk" Yelena smiled as she began to pour you a mug of freshly made coffee before pinching two slices of Natasha's toast and leaving the room. 

The strong smell of coffee woke you as you turned onto your back and slowly opened your eyes, smiling tiredly to Yelena as she placed your coffee on the bedside table. "Good morning, милая девушка" she placed a kiss on your forehead while you woke yourself up more. "Good morning" you replied as you began to sip up, instantly reaching for your coffee, "How did you sleep?" Yelena asked. 

"Always good when you're here" you smiled then sipped your coffee, "you?" you added. "No complaints" Yelena smiled softly as she sat down on the edge of the bed, "So Kate will be here within the next hour and half, right?" you asked, Yelena nodding, "Sweet, did you want to take Fanny for a walk before hand?" instantly Fanny shot up from her sleeping position at your mention of a walk. "Doesn't look like I have a choice now" Yelena chuckled. 

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Walking back into the compound after a long and relaxing walk with Yelena and Fanny the laughter coming from the common room only confirmed with Yelena that Kate had arrived back from her mission was a jolly as she always has been. "You ready?" Yelena turned to you, Fanny's leash tightly wrapped around her hand to keep her form wondering off around the compound, Tony's rules. "To meet Kate? I've been waiting all week" you smiled softly seeing the hint of worry in Yelena's eyes, "it'll be okay honey, I don't know why you're so worried" you placed a kiss on her lips. 

"I'm not worried" she nervously chucked, "I'm going to take Fanny up to the room, will you wait here for me?" she added. "Sure can" you smiled softly. 

"Where's Yelena? Is she back from her break yet?" You heard a voice who you could only assume was Kate asking. "Uh, yeah, I think she went out for fresh air. She would be back soon" you heard Natasha reply. You couldn't help but feel proud of Yelena for opening her world up to you a little more, meeting her family and now getting to meet her best friend was big for her and you could see that in her eyes. You were no longer a secret she kept from those around her but now a part of her family. 

"If Kate gets too much, send me a sign and we'll go do something else" Yelena returned. "Will you stop worrying? I'm sure Kate is lovely" you smiled reaching for her hand, "come on, I heard her asking for you" you added before the two of you made your way to the common room. The woman with long brown hair smiled widely when Yelena and you entered the room, "there you are!" Kate said not even taking notice of Yelena's hand holding yours. 

"Here I am" Yelena replied, gently giving your hand a squeeze, "Is this a new recruit? I'm Kate!" she walked over to you both and shook your hand, "Actually, this is Y/n" Yelena corrected her friend, "my fiancée" she added. "Wait a minute, you never told me you were seeing somebody, are you playing a joke on me Lena? Because if so, that's not fair! You are very beautiful" Kate smiled at you. 

"She's not joking but thank you very much, you have breath-taking eyes" you smiled, Yelena squinted her eyes at her friends attempts to flirt. "How did I miss this?" Kate frowned slightly as she looked at Yelena. "I just didn't want to tell everybody, but we've been together for over two years" Yelena confessed earning a growing smile on Kate's lips, "that explains so much, it's lovely to meet you, finally" She looked to you with the same smile. 

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well" you returned the smile. 

The meeting went a lot better than Yelena thought, after dinner everybody sat around playing cards. Yelena couldn't stop stealing glances at you whenever you and Kate broke out into laughter, "told you everything would be fine" Wanda lent over and whispered to the blonde assassin, "she's still my little secret" Yelena whispered more so to herself with a soft smile as she watched how happy you were, making her fall in love with you all over again.

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[annakie]

I do not, in fact, have the power.

You may have heard there were pretty bad storms that camd through Dallas Tuesday morning.

I haven't had power until about two and a half hours ago... about 125 hours.

Warning: Very, very long.

TUESDAY

First of all, I was dumb. I was real dumb. I got woken up by the cats and a neighbor's dog at about 5am Tuesday morning, but I mean, that's not unusual. I came out to the office, did a little gaming, and was going to head back to bed around 6.

I heard a little thunder when I was about to head back, and then the warning sirens going off.

I checked text messages/phone calls/emails for any of the THREE weather warning services I use to see if I'd missed any notifications. I hadn't.

I then pulled up the actual weather report just as the winds really started slamming into my area.

A minute or two later, when it was already hitting in force, I started getting notifications. I peeked out a window and holy shit.

I grabbed Fry and threw him in the hall bath. Pemily figured out something was up and ran under the couch. I spent the next like two minutes trying to get to her. Just as I grabbed and started lifting her, the lights flickered, then went out. Plunged into total darkness.

I managed to grab her and my phone... and then in trying to get us INTO the hall bath, in the pitch black, Fry got out. And when I tried to get him to come in, Pemily almost got out and... I settled on hoping he'd run under a bed or do something safe because I could only get one or the other in there. The wind was RAGING and the house was creaking a little. I heard cracks and booms booms that weren't thunder.

I was seriously scared that the roof would fly off. It's old, and was going to need replacing soon anyway.

And there I was in PJs and no shoes with just a cat and a phone in the bathroom. Not exactly the model of preparedness.

After awhile, the wind subsided. I crept out of the bathroom and looked through a few windows. I used my phone flashlight to look for ceiling damage/water and thankfully saw none.

After a bit I put on jeans and shoes and went outside.

Tons of shingles all of my yard from my house.

Then looking up... the one remaining tree in my yard was uh... angled. Greatly. Resting on the chain link fence between me and my neighbhors yard. It had taken down a big branch on one of their trees and... oh great.. the top branches were tangled in the power wires.

In addition to this, I had a couple of lines yanked partially from my house and laying across my yard, with some of it still attached to my house.

My neighbors across the street had their big tree in their front yard laying into the street and covering one of their cars that they street park.

I texted/checked in with my neighbors, and everyone was OK. I put in a ticket with my city's utility company, though that took about a half hour to get through. I logged onto Teams on my phone and told my bosses and team what happened and sent pictures. I expected it might be awhile til I got power back.

I would have no idea how long that would be.

I contacted my handyman and he said he'd be able to get some guys to help with the tree when it was safe to do so.

I'd needed a plumber to come out for a couple of days and confirmed with them that they can't come out til we have power.

I texted the roofer my parents had used a year or two ago and he said he'd be out the next day to take a look.

Annnnd... then I waited. Ate some protein bars, didn't open the fridge. Internet sucked so I played on my Steam Deck some.

After the Great Freeze of 2021 I'd done some stuff to be more disaster prepared including buying a 500w high capacity rechargable battery, some LED headlamps, an extra phone charger, etc. I could run a small hotplate that I bought off of the big battery and recharge most anything.

Day one passed, the 5G was terrible on my phone since everyone was using it, but that's fine, still no power. Our city utilities has a power outage map that I started refreshing nigh constantly. I started playing Hades on my Steam Deck and sat outside for awhile..

Eventually it was bedtime. It wasn't too bad, though I missed my white noise. Kept the spare bedroom window open for air and got through it.

WEDNESDAY

Day two the 5G was better. I spent a lot of the time sitting outside letting my big battery recharge via solar panel.

I felt pretty genius for thinking that far ahead. It worked pretty well. Played more Hades, the roofer came and evaluated things. Helped me file a claim with my insurance.

I started trying to figure out a solution for the two lines laying in my yard, still attached to the house.

Eric helped me figure out via pictures that they were old telephone and internet lines and were no longer in use. I called the power company, they said they didn't own them and couldn't touch them.

So I called an electrician to come out and take a look. He wouldn't get there til Friday.

The other thing that happened Wednesday was that... during the storm my cattycorner-alley neighbor's fence blew completely down in the storm. And then... he just left it there.

Look, my tree was half blocking the alley, but I was told by the city not to touch it. But like... this guy's fence was laid out in the near-center of the alley. and he Did Not Care to move it I guess. Like my dude, take some pictures for insurance and then stop blocking shit. You Could drive around/next to my tree OK, it was very difficult to ignore his fence. You can kinda see it in the solar panel pic a little bit above.

There are only 2 or 3 houses that use that alley, I had driven down it maybe once or twice in the 21 years I've owned this house, but those couple of houses NEEDED IT for access.

So like, the white truck that I most often see driving by it stopped on Wednesday night, and just picked up this dude's fence and moved it himself. And he was not gentle. There was wood cracking and the fence was pretty much non-functional.

I was outside for the whole thing and heard the homeowner come out and start yelling at him.

My next-door neighbors had their generator going and it was kinda far away (and in Spanish which, well, I am not so good at anymore) but the argument was pretty clear.

Bonus appearance in the pic by my feral friend Peter.

About ten minutes later... they were laughing and slapping each other on the back. I had to leave before it was all over but it was an entertaining few minutes.

That night I went to my buddy Eric's place. He let me store my meds in his fridge, throw a protein shake in there to cool as well. He let me leave my Steam Deck charger there to charge and lent me his phone charger.

I stopped and got fast food for the first time in awhile on the way home. Grilled chicken, but still. I was tired of plain Protein food.

THURSDAY

Thursday it was overcast. But it looked like a HUGE number of people had gotten power back in the last two days so I was hopeful.

Got some well wishes and funny memes in Teams when I didn't make our Thursday staff meeting.

And then it started raining at 10 and didn't stop til 4.

Not a lot got done that day. From the city or from me. There wasn't much to do. I mostly sat/laid in bed. Played Hades a little, but mostly scrolled Reddit and checked my city's Twitter.

Two great things happened not long after though. First, my boss told me that he and his boss had talked and told me not to put in PTO for this week. It was out of my hands, they didn't want me to stress about it. I just got the week for free. I love a lot of things about my job, tbh.

I'll be honest, I'd started feeling pretty low that day as the rain went on and I knew that not much was getting done in the city. Most people who live here have municipal power, including me, so I just kept refreshing the map and taking screenshots two or three times day so I could see progress. I cried when my boss told me that, it was so kind and such a relief.

And then, an hour or so later, the Conviction happened, 34 for 45... it turned out to be a pretty great day after all.

And our across the street neighbors got their power on Thursday night! I was very happy for them, but sad ours didn't come with it. I knew for sure the Tree was the problem.

On the way to Eric's I saw work trucks in my neighborhood for the first time. I took pictures and texted both sides of my next-door neighbors. They didn't come to my house, though.

I left my big battery at Eric's overnight to charge since it couldn't solar charge. I also went to Sonic and got a Big Bag of Ice and a little food I did not enjoy. But the ice kept the freezer at refrigerator temperatures and I filled all my smaller thermal mugs with ice, so I had cold water with no worries from then on out.

By then I'd maxed out my Data plan for the month and the rest of the data would be free, 5G was working great by then, so I just watched the Taskmaster Season Finale and TMAustralia S2 E2... ending the night on a high note.

Until it rained for several hours at night and my across-the-alley neighbor let their dog bark for two hours straight because its terrified of lightning.

FRIDAY

Surely, I thought, today would be the day.

I was wrong.

Anyway, Friday I had an electrician out to the house. The city twitter said that if there was damage to the meter, that we had to get that fixed first. I had also been hoping he could help fix the two downed cable/phone lines running through my yard and all yanked out at the house.

First, he said that my power lines are completely fine. He also took a look at my neighbors who's yard my tree is in and he said theirs are fine, too. He also said he couldn't help with the lines, but to call my phone company. I've literally never had a landline, at this house, he said to try Verizon since they serviced the area when I bought the house.

Kindly, since he did no actual work and said I had enough to deal with, he didn't charge me. I plan on giving him some work later, anyway.

Called Verizon, they no longer operate in Texas.

I called my current internet provider, they have someone coming out this Wednesday, hopefully they can fix them. And by fix I mean just remove completely.

It's a mess. And still Like That.

Well that was a project that took like half the day. At least it was something to do.

When he left, I went to Eric's and spent about an hour working. Convenient since Eric and I work at the same place. We've worked together at four jobs since 2020. Basically my career path is "Eric finds job, Eric convinces people to hire Tori". We met at the first job in 2020. He left in 2006, I stayed. In 2012 he got me a job that we were both at from 2012 to 2018. I had a job I got WITHOUT his help 2018 to 2020, and then he and our old boss got me a job where they were. Then Eric left job #3 and in 2023 got me to move over to where we are now. He also lives like a mile away.

So after working I got lunch, got to keep the leftovers in the freezer-fridge, and cleaned out the fridge a bit. I need to do more of that. It's super annoying because trash day is Tuesday and ours didn't get picked up on Storm Day Tuesday so now my trash can is very full and I don't feel like I can put any more fridge stuff in there. Bleh.

I truly cannot think of anything else that happened Friday. It was in the high 80's and I mostly just closed up the house early (because it's actually well insulated) and stayed in bed all day refreshing Reddit.

I went back to Eric's that night to swap batteries and grab a protein shake I'd put in his fridge and on the way out there were a ton of work trucks in our neighborhood. I took pics. I texted people, I showed Eric and his family, I was SO excited.

SATURDAY

SURELY, I thought, Saturday would be our day for power. The power outage map said all of the big outages were taken care of, there were just a couple of medium sized ones left and a bunch of small ones like ours... about 5 - 10 house outages. The nicer neighborhood to the west now had NO outages big or small, and there was ONE small outage in the north side of our neighborhood now (also nicer than our side. Hmmm...) THIS was surely OUR DAY.

I spent a couple of hours that day out of the house. I met my friend Stephen for lunch and to loan him a bunch of D&D stuff halfway between his house and mine.

When I left my house to meet him it just started raining.

I drove up to meet him in the rain. It rained the entire hour+ we were in the restaurant. It rained most of the way home.

Not much got done in the nearly 3 hours I was gone.

I got home and drove around the neighborhood when it hadn't been raining in awhile looking for work trucks and there were none.

I'd gotten like 4, maybe 5 hours of sleep every night that week.

I was hot, tired and exhausted. I felt very... done.

I looked for work trucks when I left to go to Eric's and only saw a couple of brush clearing trucks trimming trees in an area that had no outages.

I was tired, y'all. Real low energy when I got to Eric's. They were really nice to me.

I went home, got more Sonic ice and cried as I refilled the stuff in the freezer with it.

Pretended I felt fine when I gave my updates to friends and family that night and that all was well. Truly, I didn't feel all that well. And there was one friend kinda snarky, saying more or less that I was soft and asking why I didn't go to a hotel. I was just like... find me a nearby hotel where I can take my cats and OK. Maybe. I'd looked into a few. Then he wanted me to abandon my cats there and just go myself.

No, I don't think I'll do that. I wasn't even whining in that chat, just giving updates as to the power situation in the city and me specifically. Pretty rankled about that still.

But I didn't feel like arguing, I didn't feel like gaming. I just caught up on Hacks, glad that even after maxing out my data plan the free 5G was holding up well, and went to sleep right after.

ANNND I finally slept decently even though it was the hottest night yet (high 70s which still... wasn't bad.)

SUNDAY

Woke up around 8 and felt... better.

I just spent the morning in bed, not really hoping, watching the map, seeing that some of the outages near me had been resolved. Wondering if my job would be cool with me missing more work and now thinking about tethering my phone to my work laptop, or just seeing if I could work half the day at Eric's tomorrow.

And then around 11 I heard work trucks.

Not unusual, lots had driven by my house many times a day almost every day.

But these were close. And they stopped.

Hoping against hope I looked out my back door and... there they were.

The most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

I put on shoes and went out to ask them if they needed anything from me. They said nope and that they'd have us back up soon. I thanked them from the bottom of my heart.

I went inside. Texted people. Cried a tiny bit in relief.

About twenty minutes later, I felt a cool breeze... and heard a buzzer going off.

Air conditioning and haha.. my stove timer. I turned it off then went back outside and thanked the workers again, sincerely. I wondered if they were just happy that they weren't being yelled at.

After getting my PC and internet back up and letting just about everyone know the situation, I headed to Eric's one last time to get my meds and shakes out of his fridge and give him his charger back.

It's over, here I am, sitting enjoying the full spoils of civilization again.

So here's a few lists.

Things I'm grateful for:

Eric & family, first and foremost. This would have been a lot rougher without having him to rely on for even the small stuff and he really helped keep my spirits up.

Honestly, the Tree situation could have been worse in SO many ways. It's something I'm still dealing with and will be for a couple of days -- the workers detangled the branches IN the wires but the rest of it is still there. But it fell on the shared fence and not into the alley, not onto the neighbor's shed, not on anyone's house or other people's property except that most of the tree is, ya know, IN their yard.

The roof looks ROUGH, there are a LOT of missing shingles and damage but it's still whole, as in, no leaks into my house. That is a FREAKING miracle to me. I've checked the ceilings and see no damage and I think by now I'd know. IDK if it'll withstand another storm like that but... it's fine for now.

I have good tradespeople who were helpful and I think will do a good job when I can employ them fully soon. My parents really liked the roofer and if my dad likes him, he's a good one.

My neighbors are being very kind and patient about the tree. I am of course going to take on all the expenses above what the insurance will pay for (and will be paying out of pocket for it and getting reimbursed for a lot of it.)

TBH I've been wanting to put up a sturdy wooden fence for as long as I've owned the house. Now I have a reason to and hopefully at least some seed money to do so from insurance.

The weather could have been a lot worse. At night it was in the low 70's most nights and stayed in the 70s until late morning almost every day. Today it's 86 out but overcast... this is the hottest day we've had I think. Maybe Wednesday it was like 88? But not that bad, for Texas this time of year. We could have done without the extra rain delays but... at least the temperature was decent most of the time.

Like I said earlier my house is well insulated so it never got too bad even on the hottest days. Later this week it's getting into the 90's though. Hopefully EVERYONE is back up by then.

I had plenty of nonperishable food and water to get me through the week if I wanted... and more. But honestly, gladder it didn't have to.

Lessons Learned:

Even when you look at the tree and think "Nah it's fine, it doesn't need to be trimmed this year." maybe think again. Of course... that no longer applies to me because I now have ZERO large trees on my property. When I bought the house I had... four. I'd like to plant another one where that one went down and one in my front yard to replace that one I had cut down several years ago but just... keep them relatively small this time.

Had to order batteries for the headlamp Friday. Keep more batteries in stock. The LED Headlamp is extremely useful and maybe I should order another one or two.

Keep rechargeables charged. I mean, I did well with that this time! Also I still have plenty of candles. Probably need another lighter.

I definitely needed to be more prepared at the very beginning. I didn't really take action when I heard the sirens go off for too long. I think I could have gotten both cats in the hall bath, clothes on, shoes on, supplies and a heavy blanket in the bath much sooner. In fact, I should keep some supplies under the cabinet in that bathroom in the future, and maybe a collapsible cage so I can get one cat secured while I go get the other one.

Stuff to do:

Call Plumber. The sewer situation isn't great but it's still moving. That just added to the stress this week but it was manageable.

Get garage door serviced. I didn't realize how much I needed to. My garage door is solid wood with real glass windows and it is FREAKING heavy. It's not bad when it's serviced and the springs are tight, but nigh impossible to open when it's not... and right now it's not. I can barely lift it. And now I can't get it back on the track to lift automatically.

Have already texted my handyman to take care of the tree, idk when he's coming though. May be a day or three =\ I don't love that.

Insurance called like Friday just to tell me they got my claim and are assigning an adjustor, but since my house is habitable and I'm not in immediate distress, I'm lower priority. I get it, but I don't love it because another bad storm and I may be in distress. But for now, just deal with all that.

I need to talk to my neighbors about the fact that I'm going to get a wood fence put up to replace our chain link one. It's time. They are lovely but I want the security of having my back yard fully fenced in. I've never done much with it back there and have shitty furniture because I'm like ehhhh.. it'll just get stolen if I put anything nice out there. I want the security and privacy of a full heavy fence. Gotta find someone to do that, too.

Get the electrician back to wire up the house for a generator.

Buy a generator (and gas cans) to run the fridge, an outlet for charging things, and either a window AC unit or space heater depending on season. That's all I need.

Clean out the garage, for real. This might wait until fall when it's cooler out. I can park my car in it but it's otherwise filled with clothes and just... stuff. I need to do a major wardrobe purge soon anyway. Need someplace to store the generator that I can easily pull it out and get it to the porch next time this happens.

So yeah, there's still a lot of work to be done.

This week sucked, but also it coulda been much worse and I had a lot of people being very cool with and/or concerned about me and that made it a lot easier.

And now I'm tired of typing. I hope anyone who actually read all this had a much better week. :D