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rebeccccccaaa · 3 years

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𝙊𝙣𝙡𝙮𝙁𝙖𝙣𝙨.𝙘𝙤𝙢/𝙎𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙍𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙎𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡

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sᴛᴇᴠᴇ ʀᴏɢᴇʀs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ᴘᴇᴛᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴋᴇʀ

ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: (ANON) a part two of OnlyFans where Steve takes them up on their offer would be 🥵🤤

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: Smut 18+minors dni, threesome! (my first time writing one im scared), also it’s uh… it’s a lot. it’s probably the filthiest thing i’ve written; so out of my comfort zone so go easy

ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ’s ɴᴏᴛᴇs: i got a lot of people in my inbox asking about a part two but holy shite balls ive never written something like this omggg i can’t believe it aviajbgvi8gahahaha, anyways plz don’t let this flop i worked really hard to write this and imma cry if it does

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Steve sat on the bed nervously. He had no idea what came over him agreeing to this.

“Are you ok?” you asked him softly as Peter set the camera up.

“Yeah, just out of my element; very out of my element.”

“You can always say no; at any time. Even after we film and take pictures, you decide that you don’t want this out there we’ll delete it right away. I promise,” you reassured.

“Thank you, but I want this. I don’t trust anyone more than you two to do this with.”

Peter looked up from the camera and smiled at you both; he wasn’t gonna lie, he was really excited when Steve came up to them saying he wanted to be a part of this. He was expecting you and Steve to do something together but when he asked Peter to also be a part of it he was very ecstatic and aroused about it.

“Ok,” you cupped his face.

“Well the camera’s ready if you want to start slow, maybe some pictures first?” Peter suggested.

“Sure, you’re the experts,” Steve shrugged.

“Ok, Pete, what should we do first?” you turned to your boyfriend.

“Well, maybe we can shoot some of just you guys, and then just me and you, and after all three of us,” he said standing behind the camera.

“Sounds like a plan,” you went up quickly to Peter and kissed before turning back to Steve holding a mischievous gleam in your eyes and made him feel wanton.

You slowly walked closer to Steve, your hands reaching for the tie that held your silk robe together and unveiled the most sexiest lingerie set that Steve’s ever laid his eyes on. His eyes could help themselves staring directly at your nearly exposed chest. You noted his inner battle to not reach out and touch without permission and Peter chuckled from behind.

“You can touch her, Steve. She doesn’t mind, do you princess?”

“Not at all,” you whispered sensually.

Steve reached out and pulled you close to his body. He sported simply a pair of black boxers and a black leather choker with a silver ring in the center. You curled your finger over the silver ring and pulled him closer to your face. Peter saw this as a great shot and the shutter of the camera alerted Steve pulling him out that momentary spell you have on him.

“It’s ok,” you whispered against his lips.

Steve swallowed audibly shoving his nerves down before bringing his large hands up your thighs. You smiled beautifully and teased him barely brushing your lips against Steve’s. As Peter continued snapping pictures, he was embarrassed to admit that he was growing hard at the sight of you teasing Steve; biting his lip having to remind himself to keep snapping pictures.

Steve was slowly getting the hang of things and trailed his hand up your front to wrap harshly around your throat. You giggled at the feeling making direct contact with the lens putting on, which wasn't hard at all, your sexist face before all three of you bursted into giggles.

“Too much?” Steve chuckled.

“No, it was perfect,” you giggled.

You took some more pictures; you sat between Steve’s legs looking innocently into the camera and you could see the visible tremble in Peter’s legs. Another was you sitting with your back against Steve’s chest, his lips pressing faintly to your skin and his hands wrapping around your body closely both looking into the camera seductively.

“These are fucking hot, guys. People are gonna lose their shit,” Peter told you guys.

“How ‘bout one more,” you winked at Peter.

You crawled over Steve straddling his waist and pressing your hands against his pecs. He leaned back on his elbow, his expression taken back yet aroused and excited. Peter watched carefully, his finger resting on the button to snap the perfect shot. You rubbed your nose along Steve’s and you could feel his breath quicken.

You pressed your lips against his and lightly grinded down on his crotch feeling his large member poking your center. Steve fluttered his eyes closed as his lips moved against yours softly moaning. You pulled away to find his cheeks reddened and his eyes blown out with lust. You crawled off but Steve pulled you back in already addicted to your taste.

“Alright hands off, it’s my turn,” Peter walked up, making you giggle.

Peter practically pounced on you once Steve stumbled his way to the camera; waddling from his raging erection.

“You look so fucking sexy; I haven’t gotten to tell you,” Peter whispered in your ear.

“Thank you; you still ok with this?” you asked him.

“Of course I am,” he grinned.

“I figured, considering you’re hard as a rock under these,” you pressed his erection firmly with your hand making his groan lowly and shifting his hips.

He kissed you ravishly and Steve snapped the shots quickly. He shifted from side to side attempting to take his mind off of his painfully boner but the sight you and Peter practically devouring each other’s mouths was incredibly arousing.

Peter’s hand cupped your breasts squeezing the flesh softly pulling soft barely audible moans from you. Peter laid you down on the bed and kissed down your body softly looking sensually at the camera. You arched your back and pointed your toes for effect but that didn’t take away from how Peter’s lips felt so good against your burning skin.

“Hey Stevie,” Peter practically purred.

“Why don’t you start recording and come help me please our little princess,” Peter’s words made your skin break into chills.

Steve practically skipped to the bed after pressing record and you made little grabby hands to pull him into a kiss. He came over your head and pressed his lips against yours placing his hand on your breast while Peter’s resting on your other one. Your lips tasted so sweet and they felt so velvety Steve could spend eternity against your lips and not complain.

“Fucking hell, so pretty,” Steve whispered.

Peter’s one goddamn lucky kid, he thought.

He lifted you by your shoulders and sat behind you as Peter continued to kiss down your legs pulling your panties down your legs. Steve rubbed your arms softly before circling your waist and nuzzling his face in your neck.

As Steve pressed kisses to your neck Peter pressed kisses to your inner thighs and you could do was breathe heavily and indulge in the attention. Peter slowly licked from the bottom of your entrance grazing your clit with his tongue and you tossed your head back on Steve fluttering your eyes closed. Steve’s hand moved up to wrap firmly around your throat and nibbled on your ear.

“Look at him baby girl. I want you to look at him as he makes you fall apart,” Steve said, his voice laced with lust and domination making you whimper pathetically.

“You sound so fucking pretty for daddy, don’t you,” Steve spoke smoothly; you hadn’t thought of him much of a talker, let alone any other kinks and honestly it make your knees weak.

Peter on the other hand, was having way too much fun. He brought his fingers and circled them teasing you just a bit. You always made the prettiest whines when he did and he knew your viewers loved it too.

Painstakingly slow, he pumped his fingers in and out of you and sucked harshly on your clit making you squirm and wiggle under him. It took him a while but he realized your moans and cries sounded muffled and when he flashed his eyes open he saw Steve’s thick fingers in your mouth as you sucked on them lewdly.

Your eyes were still trained on Peter and he moaned against your core; the vibrations stimulating you more, tightening your muscles and tears brimming your eyes. Your toes curled and your legs squeezed Peter’s head but he didn’t stop his assault on your core. Your legs started shaking and you could hear Steve’s dark chuckled low in your ear. He took his fingers out from your mouth and you practically screamed from the overstimulation. You pushed Peter off you, tears falling down your cheeks. There was a prominent wet spot left on the silk red sheets and Peter’s chin and mouth were covered in your arousal.

“Come here, handsome,” Steve reached for the back of Peter’s neck and kissed him sloppily, tasting you on his lips; both moaning in arousal. You could feel Steve’s sizable erection poking your back firmly as you stared up to the boys who kissed beautifully. You felt yourself calm down a bit and Peter and Steve pulled away before Peter attached his lips to yours.

“Holy shit,” you said, making the boys chuckle breathlessly.

“You did good, baby. But I think you can do more yeah? You gonna be a good girl for daddy?”

“Yes,” you whimpered.

“Yes, what?” Peter said, pulling your bottom lip from your teeth with his thumb.

“Yes, daddy.”

“Good girl.”

You leaned forward again pressing a brief and chaste kiss to your boyfriend. You rubbed your hands all over his chest and whined like a brat before you felt Steve’s hand strike your cheek suddenly. You and Peter never dove into the spanking territory so it caught both of you by surprise; a good surprise though.

“Hey Petey, you gonna let daddy fuck your little girlfriend? I’m dying to feel how good this pussy feels.”

“She’s perfect,” Peter said looking lovingly into your eyes. You smiled shyly at him and felt yourself grow bashful at the compliment. You peered behind you quickly shooting Steve a wink before you wiggled your ass. Steve chuckled, smacking your ass playfully making you gasp before giggling.

He pushed his boxers down and gripped his aching cock desperate for attention. You felt his tip brushing against your hole and you whimpered clenching around nothing. You scratched your nails over Peter’s abs, digging harshly when Steve pushed himself past your folds.

Although Peter was already big and you loved it so very much, Steve did feel substantially bigger; almost too much. You hissed, breathing sharply through gritted teeth and Steve rubbed his hands gently over your back. Peter also soothed you pressing soft kisses to your cheeks and whispering praises.

“You’re taking him so well baby.”

“Such a pretty girl, aren’t cha.”

“You look so fucking sexy, princess.”

“Fuck,” you cried.

You practically clawed at Peter’s boxers pulling his dick out. You wrapped your hand around it and pumped up and down his shaft pulling quiet grunts and sighs of pleasure. You leaned down finally wrapping your lips around the tip of Peter’s aching cock making toss his head back in pleasure.

“Fuck, you’re sucking my cock so good baby,” Peter rubbed your head softly.

You moaned softly around him resting your hands on his thighs. Steve continued his languid thrusts in you pulling soft moans from you that stimulated Peter even more bringing him closer to his release. Steve’s pace sped up little by little until his thrusts became sloppy and wild practically jostling you around like a rag doll.

“Holy shit, Pete. Your girl feels amazing.”

“She really does; my little angel,” your stomach fluttered at the compliments.

“She’s so warm, and wet. God, such a perfect little pussy,” Steve smacked your ass making you shudder under his touch and moaned around Peter’s dick.

Peter’s legs began to shake and not long after you felt the hot ribbons of cum spurting down your throat. You released his dick with a pop before pressing lights kisses to Peter’s tip and down his shaft to his hips. You look seductively at Peter who carried a blissed expression but your own expression didn’t last long.

Steve grabbed your hair harshly pulling you up flush against his front. Peter chased you, standing to his knees in front you pressing kisses and nipping at the skin along your collarbones. He snaked his hand down and swiftly circled your clit making you scream.

“Fuck!”

Sweat lined your forehead lightly and you breathed unbelievably heavily; whimpering pathetically in both their arms. Steve groaned lowly in your ear, chasing his orgasm as yours approached quickly too. He whispered obscene things in your that only you and Peter could hear, almost like he wanted that to be your little dirty secret.

Eventually, your body spasmed between two bodies and you damned near screamed in pleasure. Stars clouded your vision and your eyes rolled back from euphoria. Your back arched pressed your hardened nipples against Peter's chest.

“Come on, princess; one more,” Steve grumbled. He quickly tore his boxers off his body as did Peter hardly giving you time to recover from your shattering high.

“I can’t,” you whimpered.

“Yes, you can, pretty girl. I know you can. You’ve been doing such a good job for me and Stevie,” Peter soothed.

Your knees rested on either side of Steve thighs; your back against his chest as you faced Peter. Steve pumped his cock quickly circled it around your tight hole making you shiver with anticipation. Peter wedged his legs between yours and Steve somehow before lining his own dick with your folds.

You felt Steve’s hands resting on your hips and Peter’s on your waist right above Steve’s. They peppered skins and whispered praises to you waiting for you to give them some kind of signal that you were ready.

This was completely new territory to you and you didn’t really prepare much prior to now. You steady your breathing and relaxed against the bodies that pressed softly against you. You briefly nodded your head and Peter pushed himself into you knowing you could at least handle him like you have hundreds of times before.

This was of course very familiar to you. You and Peter had sex many, many times and you love the familiar feeling. His cock stretching you out just right, the pressure already building with how big he was. But when it was Steve’s turn, your body instinctively tensed.

“Relax, princess. I gotcha, I’m gonna make you feel so good,” Steve nibbled on your ear.

“I know,” you bit your lip.

Peter pressed his forehead against yours and whispered softly so only you and Steve could hear his voice.

“You can always tap out and we’ll edit the video, ok? Your comfort and pleasure is most important to us.”

“Yes, I’d hate myself if I were to hurt you,” Steve whispered too.

“Ok, I’m ok.”

Steve undid your bra that you still wore and Peter tossed to the side. Steve kissed between your shoulder blades cupping your breasts from behind; he played with your nipples, pinching and twisting your perked buds. He gathered the slick that oozed from you and his own precum circling your puckered hole. He slowly pushed in making you gasp and hiss sharply. Peter kissed you softly and as Steve slowly bottomed out.

The two boys stayed still as you adjusted to the extremely new feeling. Your stomach fluttered from nerves but also arousal. You eventually couldn't take the stillness and whimpered, begging for someone to move.

Steve and Peter moved in rhythm with one another and you moaned loudly feeling overwhelmed with pleasure. Your bit your lip harshly; probably enough to draw blood. You were beginning to feel tired at this point but the pleasure building in your stomach felt like none other.

“Feel so fucking good, princess. So tight,” Steve mumbled.

“Feels so good, daddy,” you moaned.

“Yeah? You like daddy’s cock fucking that tight hole?” Peter mocked.

“Yes! Ugh!” you cried out.

“How she feel, Steve?” Peter asked.

“Fucking perfect,” he breathed out. Steve leaned over your shoulder to press his lips briefly to Peter and you watched closely with pure adoration for the boys. That quickly subsided when Steve and Peter shifted your hips slightly hitting new angles making you moan loudly again.

You moved like a ragdoll becoming exhausted, whimpering and whining. Steve groaned loudly biting your shoulder and Peter crashed his lips against yours. Everything became sloppy and messy. The sound of skin slapping against each other echoed in the room. The pleasure was too distracting; all three of you forgot about the camera.

“Fucking shit, I’m gonna cum! Fuck!” you squeaked.

“Let go, baby girl. Cum all over Pete’s cock,” Steve practically growled in your ear.

Tears brimmed your eyes and you suddenly became hyper aware of everything at once. The feeling of fours hands rubbing everywhere all over your body just right. Both cocks stretch you perfectly drastically and you feel like you were being split in half. The delicious feeling of both their lips trailing your hot skin. It was all enough to push you, no throw you off the edge.

Your orgasm ripped through you and you shook between their bodies. The boys grunted and with closed eyes rutted their hips in you one last time simultaneously, coating your walls in their hot white cum.

You looked lazily into the camera before smiling tiredly and relaxing completely in the boys’ arms. They breathed against your skin heavily, desperately catching their breaths. You brushed your fingers through Peter’s hair, lightly scratching his scalp. Your other hand traced small shapes into Steve’s hips behind you, bringing goosebumps to his skin.

Eventually, after what felt like hours, Peter removed himself slowly from you and turned the camera off swiftly.

“I think that was a great shot,” he said, tiredly making you and Steve chuckle.

“Take care of our princess; I’m gonna get some things to clean up. And you, just rest. You did so amazing,” Peter kissed you before disappearing into the bathroom.

Steve’s hands ran over your skin softly before carefully lifting your tired body off of him. He moved extremely slowly, extra careful pulling himself out to not hurt you although you hissed from the soreness that was already apparent in your body.

He flipped you delicately so you rested on your back and he pressed soft kisses all over you making you giggle and squirm a bit under him. Peter came out and picked you up bridal style to carry to you to the bathroom where he ran a bath for you; something he always did after a recording. Steve was preparing to leave with a waddle in his step when Peter stopped him.

“Don’t leave before she gets out. Here, help me with the bed and putting things away.”

They quickly put their boxers on and Peter put the camera away, setting it on the desk for later. He ran to the closet as Steve removed the sheets placing them in the laundry basket by the closet. He helped Peter change the sheets to a light color that was a complete contrast to what was there before. It was definitely more fitting for you and Peter though.

You bathed yourself basking in the afterglow of the most amazing sex you’ve ever experienced. If you were being honest with yourself, you really hoped that Peter and Steve would be up to the idea of doing this again, even without a camera or for anyone. You’ve always thought of Steve as a very attractive and amazing person; someone that you and Peter often gushed over together.

You couldn’t bother to think about it anymore as the tiredness was becoming too much; unable to think much about anything but a comfy warm bed. You struggled to get yourself out from the tub wary that Peter would scold for doing so but whatever. You wrapped yourself in a warm robe that Peter left for you and walked slowly to the doorway watching Peter and Steve practically giggling like teenagers as they changed the sheets.

“I thought I told you you were supposed to wait for me to help you. What if you got hurt getting out? You could’ve slipped.”

“I’m sorry,” you pouted, walking over to Peter who just couldn’t be mad at you.

“You ready to sleep baby?” he asked you, and you nodded.

You undid your robe opting to stay nude tonight. You noticed Steve wasn’t joining you in bed and seemed like he felt out of place.

“You want to stay here tonight?”

“I don’t want disturb-”

“You’re not,” you interrupted, making grabby hands at him. He smiled softly before climbing in bed with you and you snuggled between both of your boys.

“Thank you, Stevie,” you pressed your lips to his before finally shutting your tired eyes.

Steve and Peter held you closely between them tracing patterns onto your silky skin. Steve kept his eyes trained to the ceiling and he could tell that Peter wasn’t asleep yet.

“So, when’s the video gonna come out?” he asked quietly.

“Well, usually we take the night to recover but after just now we might need a couple days,” Peter chuckled as did Steve.

“But then, we’ll edit the pictures all week and the video or videos. And after a couple weeks of promotion and letting people know about the upcoming release, we publish and let the money rack up. If you want we can give you fifty of the profit we make from this. It really means a lot that you did this for us,” Peter turned to look at Steve.

“It’s nothing. Was something I wanted to try being in this new century and all; you guys gave me the perfect opportunity and wouldn’t have trusted anyone else,” Steve said sincerely.

“You know, we wouldn’t say no if you wanted to keep doing this. Without the camera, you know?” Peter said shyly.

“I wouldn’t want to intrude on your guys’ relationship. Besides, I’m an old man. You guys don’t want that,” Steve chuckled.

“Nothing about what we just did says old man; you’re far from that. And like you said it's the new century, but if it’s not something you want we respect that.”

“And if it is?”

“Well, then we can talk tomorrow morning; I’m more than sure this one isn’t gonna mind not one bit. She never stops talking about you, granted neither do I but-”

“You two talk about me?” Steve smirked.

“Uh- maybe once or twice,” Peter stuttered, suddenly feeling shy.

“What do you two talk about?” Steve teased.

“Fuck off, man,” Peter defended making him chuckle.

“Goodnight, Peter,” Steve said, reaching over to intertwine his fingers with Peter’s.

“Goodnight, Steve.”

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jadedxrealityw · 4 years

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-I Only Need You- Draco Malfoy x Female Reader

A/N: My male reader flopped harder then my life, so imma stick to female lmao.

Summary: It’s a regular trip to Hogsmeade when Draco comes across a girl he has never met before.

Warning: Soft Draco and shitty friends, also a bit of cursing.

House: Gryffindor

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“Hurry up Y/n!” shouted Hermione from outside your door. You chuckle quietly and you pull your black knitted cardigan over your white turtleneck. You stare at your outfit one last time, hoping it would keep you warm enough against the harsh cold outside. “I’m coming out, hold your horses” you replied back with a soft laugh. Hermione was always so punctual.

You grab the handle of your door and twist it, pulling it open. You were greeted with the sight of Hermione crossing her arms as well as Harry and Ron standing a few feet behind her “Ready?” she asked and you nodded in reply. She smiles and turns to walk out the common room with the rest of the group.

“Any minute more and i think she would of gone mental” Ron commented, making both you and Harry laugh. “You know how she is with our Hogsmeade trips” you shrug as you talk “Yeah because she loves Butterbeer” “You are right about that Ronald”

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“so what do you guys want to do first?” You asked, rubbing your hands together to create some warmth. The snow fell around you, as much as it was freezing you couldn’t deny that fact that it was beautiful. The snow laying on the ground like a thick white blanket was a sight to see. “We could go to Honeydukes and get some candy?” Ron suggested.

Hermione rolled her eyes in annoyance “We always go to Honeydukes. I think we should go to The Three Broomsticks and get-” “Butterbeer” you three said in unison. Hermione’s face heated up in embarrassment as the rest of you laughed. “Shut it!” she huffed and crossed her arms. You put a hand on her shoulder “Lets go get some Butterbeer” she had a pout on her face, but nodded nonetheless.

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As all of you walked into The Three Broomsticks, you looked around for a empty table. As you all made your way over Hermione was giggling with excitement. You smiled at her child like behaviour for a drink. You all sat down. You and Hermione sat next to each other as Ron and Harry sat across from you too. A waiter came over and Hermione spoke up “Can we have four Butterbeers please” the waiter nodded and left.

“Hermione calm down, your shaking in your seat” Ron laughed. You smiled lightly as Hermione huffs like last time and looks away. After a couple minutes the waiter came out holding a silver tray with there drinks. They placed each drink in front of them and smiled “Enjoy” they said politely and left. Hermione instantly started to drink hers “It’s still so good” she hummed.

You smiled and took a sip of your butterbeer. She was right, it was still a good drink. As you all chatted away and drank Butterbeer you notice Harry stare out the window for a moment before turning to ron and Hermione “Padfoot” he says. You stare at him with a confused expression. Hermione and ron nods and stand up, as well as Harry “we’ll be back in a bit” Hermione said, gazing at you.

You go to stand up as well, but Harry shakes his head “Alone, you stay here” he says “What why?” you question. “Just stay here Y/n. okay?” Harry said in a rather harsh tone. Y/n’s smiles sadly and nods “Yeah sure” and soon enough they left.

They always left you out of things. They went on the adventures and always left you behind. They were the golden trio and you were just a side character in there big story. You sigh and take another sip of your Butterbeer. You questioned if you were really there friend sometimes, like you were now. You looked up from your drink to gaze around the room when your eyes make contact with cold grey ones.

You tensed up slightly as the eyes bore into yours like they were studying your soul and everything about it. You tear your eyes away soon after. Draco Malfoy. Why was he staring at you? Why did you stare back? You shake away your thoughts as you finish the rest of your Butterbeer.

“Is this seat taken?” you heard a low voice speak, looking up you see the blond Slytherin staring down at you. You feel small under his gaze, he was indeed intimidating “Um no, not anymore.” he takes a seat across from you where Ron sat and shuffled a bit “I couldn’t help but hear your conversation with Potter” he started. You raise a brow Had he been watching you? “i just wanted to say sorry” he says, a genuine smile gracing his lips. You blink a couple times in shock.

“Oh, its quite alright. I’m used to it” You replied, being casted out by your own friends had become a normal thing you no longer questioned. “How come i’ve never seen you before?” he asked. You shrug your shoulders “If your not part of the golden trio and going on dangerous adventures, you fade into the background at Hogwarts” bitterness laced your tone, which Draco could definitely hear. “That i agree with. Why don’t they ever take you with them?”

“I wish i knew as well. Maybe because i’m not like them?” You replied, not really sure of your own answer “What do you mean by that?” he asked, genuinely interested “I’m not smart like Hermione, i’m not brave like Harry, i’m not. I don’t know what Ron is actually” “Annoying?” Draco suggested, making you laugh slightly. He wasn’t totally wrong. Draco smiles as he hears your sweet laugh.

“I think you should ditch them.” Draco suggested making you shuffle in your seat “I don’t know, i don’t want them to be angry with me” she frowns slightly. Draco reached over to grab your hand with his. You feel the cold metal of his rings on the skin of your hand. He rubs his thumb in circles on your hand in a soothing manner “You don’t deserve to be treated like that..i just realized i never asked for your name. How rude of me” Draco chuckles.

You smile and shake your head “No its fine, Im Y/n” he smiles as you say your name “That’s a beautiful name” he says as his hand continues to hold yours “This is gonna sound strange, but do you want to go for a walk around Hogsmeade with me?” he asked, he looked slightly worried. Fearing rejection. You nod slowly “I’d like that very much”

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It had been months since that Hogsmeade trip. You and Draco continued to hang out, growing closer and closer. It was inevitable for you two to grow feelings for each other. You unfortunately had not listened to Draco when he said to drop the golden trio, you were to nice for that even if they had been ignoring you for two weeks now. Currently you were walking around with Draco, taking a stroll out the outskirts of the forbidden forest was something you two did often.

“Y/n!” you both heard from behind you. You turn around to see your ‘friends’ looking at you with a smile “Hey Y/n, we were wondering if you wanted to hang out?” Hermione asked, her eyes landed on Draco and she scowled “What’re doing with him” Draco rolled his eyes “We were having a nice stroll till you three came along” he snapped back. You put a hand on his arm. He visibly calmed at your touch.

“You shouldn’t be around him Y/n he’s a dirty Slytherin. We’re your friends come on” Harry scoffed. You looked at them in disbelief “Friends?! You only hang out with me when it’s convenient for you! You leave me in the dust to go on adventures or some shit! Oh, but please tell me how i’m your friend?!” you shouted at them. The trio looked hurt at your words “We are your friends Y/n! There’s just some things we have to do alone” Hermione exclaimed back.

“Oh cut the bullshit. If i really meant anything to any of you you would have told me a long time ago. I’m done with you three” You turned your back and began to walk anyway, wiping harshly at the tears that came down your face. “Y/n!” Draco shouts as he runs in front of you. He grabs your face, tilting it up to look at him “Hey, don’t cry” he cooed and and wiped a few stray tears with his thumb.

“I’m proud of you for standing up for yourself” He smiles, you give him a quick smile and put your hands over his. “I really couldn’t have done it without you, Draco” You reply, making his face flush lightly. Your eyes gaze around his face, surprised to find yourself leaning in. Draco does the same. You close your eyes as his lips land on yours. He was soft yet forceful with the way he kissed you.

Draco’s hands let go of your face and travel down your back, pulling you flush against his chest. You gasp in surprise and your hands land on his chest. He pulls away, leaving you breathless from his kiss “Wow” he muttered making you laugh “Yeah wow” you repeated. “I’m sorry about your friends Y/n” he says in a saddened tone. “It’s okay, want to know why?” “Why?” he asked.

“Because, I only need you”

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A/N: That ending was kinda trash ngl. Anyway, make sure to check out my profile to request something for a Draco x reader

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mc-slowwalker · 3 years

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MULLET MULLET MULLET YES

philza being 100000 years old is something I can get behind tbh. my least favourite age hc, which I think I actually hate with a burning passion, is the tommy and tubbo were 9 during the first l’manberg wartime actually ignites a visceral rage in me

yeah!! I managed to make it to pink’s bedwars stream the other day and it was great. yeah lol I was lowkey upset too when foolish was added cause I had no idea who he was but he’s super fun so that’s cool! I like high energy stream more too cause I zone out super easily. unless it’s dream, he can stream anything and I’ll try my hardest to pay attention the whole time

ooooh vet that’s cool. oh my god c!dream going into the dentist after months in prison😭😭😭 I’m imagining c!techno as a beefy pig sitting in the kind of small couch/seats we have in the waiting room. Tommy would 100% bite and then get really mad about getting a toy that we give to little kids after their treatment lol

omg the pet wars 😔😔😔 so sad. everyone in the dsmp is emotionally attached to their animals than anything else and what can I say, I’m the same

oh yeah I also tend to take c!dream criticism to heart more idk why. I’m definitely way more defensive of c!dream apologists than any other they get so much unnecessary shit. though from your other anons it looks like c!sam apologists are getting more shit too which sucks but solidarity ig. oh man I get you I have to tell myself to like take a step back and not take everything so personally. another thing on twitter is that people who vehemently hate c!dream will sometimes just refuse to use /dsmp /roleplay tags like it’s not that hard, tweets without that have already been misinterpreted to hate on cc!dream which just pisses me off like you can have your shit opinion just tag it properly. and like when people tell them to include it they’ll be like “ohh the dream apologists harassed me.” and yeah people genuinely go around calling c!dream apologists abuse apologists and it’s terrible. like I don’t care if you have your bad takes and aren’t willing to discuss them, just tag it properly and don’t shit on c!dream apologists it’s not that hard. though it’s funny the other day, the first time I replied to some shut take on twitter, in a lighthearted manner too, I got instantly blocked and there’s this on person on twt, they’re also on tumblr, that blocks anyone that even slightly disagrees with them. oh well ig

also did you see about that lore that foolish did? it was certainly something

sorry for the late and shorter reply I got halfway through writing this then went to do something then just fell asleep and I just got a notification that ponk is live! and I’m awake so Imma go watch them

Jack Mulletfold I’m on my jack manifold mullet truther arc

The 9 year old thing was bad and I also hated the c!dream was 13 during the l’manburg war thing too like no this is all so much funnier if they are the ages that they are now. And like father like son fundy tried to set a timeline up too (his it’s been a year comment) like no dude stop time doesn’t exist unless it’s real world

With watching streams I’m the exact same way but I usually tune into quackity and tommy’s chill streams as well. I think it’s because I know them enough to care about what they’re saying so the lack of mental stimulation is made up for by my want to care

Wait fuck with the dentist thing would c!techno actually have to go to a vet instead because of anatomy stuff or-

C!Dream is probably missing a few teeth and after not brushing so long ugh

I would joke that c!sapnap’s done nothing wrong but I haven’t forgiven him for henry

I simply don’t user twitter I tried to post a shit post but I don’t understand the tagging system so it flopped. Stopped using it there and then. say what you want about me but you guys gotta know that I’m a petty bitch first and foremost. With the “harassment” stuff I’ve had my fair share of sending anons asking people to tag stuff right and half the time they just say why and then don’t do it. You wanna know why? Please thats why. I have a real issue with the abuse apologist stuff because like bro that’s a serious accusation and it’s overall just seems super inappropriate. It usually doesn’t get to me but if I’m in the wrong mood it can really fuck me up. When cc!wilbur said that every character was morally gray and that c!dream apologists were right & wrong about somethings I was kinda like “oh thank god a streamer I like doesn’t hate me for liking c!dream” and was hella embarrassed that I even let it get me that far skdhfk. Oh yeah about people blocking you there are so many people who have me blocked on here and while I totally encourage using your block button liberally and often I still notice and its like aw man… creeper…… so we back in the mines…….

You’re gonna have to be a little more specific I feel lije foolish has done a lot of lore, though I think I’ve missed most of it. Are you talking about truing to break into the prison? Hilarious that every character despite their opinion on c!dream has at one point attempted to break into the prison. If only c!dream knew that the only common enemy the server needed was a building they were supposed to stay out of

dont say sorry that’s illegal (/j) also the thing I like about anon is that you can come back and respond when ever is best for you? Makes me feel like an old western bar tender who is just vibing. That’s the dream social interaction tbh

#anon #ask #long post #ponk tired from the first vaccine #phizer buddies though #also how they promounced ohio is a+ I think we should all pronounce it that way from now on

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jordanlahey · 5 years

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King with No Crown (5)

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky x Reader

Summary: Y/n is just another girl in Brooklyn nothing special, she went to school, got good grades and has a well paying job in an office. She is aware that the streets of Brooklyn aren’t as safe as they use to be especially when the “King” has eyes everywhere. On a works night out she stumbles into a situation and now she can’t get out of it, she’d be signing her own death certificate if she tried.

Chapter Warnings: Language, some fluff

Word count: 1224

A/N: heheh imma leave this here cause I bet some of y’all be waiting for the next chapter here it is.

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“Barnes. I didn’t think we’d have company.” The man looked at you then to Bucky and you moved further back behind Bucky’s chair.

“She’s fine Fury.” Bucky spoke. “Take a seat, can I get you a drink?” They other guy wore a black leather trench coat and black clothes underneath, he also wore an eyepatch. Fury accepted the offer. “Y/n, would you pour us a glass of whiskey.” You knew by now that he wasn’t asking but you definitely wanted to stay on his good side even if you are catching feelings for him. You nodded and walked to the table and poured two glasses then carried them, giving one to Bucky then to Fury.

“As you know Barnes we are at peace and that you are also lucky we signed your peace treaty only because I care about protecting people. I don’t much care about how you go around your business.” Fury put the glass on the table and folded his hands. “Stark however, he doesn’t give two shits about protecting the people. Only about things that benefit him and that has to be stopped.”

“So your saying Stark has to be killed?” Bucky leaned back into his chair and ran a hand across his stubble.

“Not exactly think of it as persuasion and if that don’t work, think of something else Barnes.”

“Don’t tell me how to do my job Fury.” Bucky warned and with that Fury nodded and got up and left. “He really is a pain in the ass but he means well in his own way I suppose.”

“Are you going to kill again?” Your question lingers for a while before Bucky gets up to walk towards you. He hooks a finger under your chin and makes you look at him.

“I’ll make you a deal. I’ll only kill if anything happens to you.” You hum in response, fair enough he wouldn’t let you get hurt but it still felt strange. “And if anyone pisses me off.” You arched a brow at him and shook your head.

“Promise me then that killing will be the last thing you do.” Bucky sighed but promised then he pulled you into a kiss. The kiss lasted longer than you thought and more heated then the door opened and you jumped away from his lips.

“Damn, I got a front row seat.” Your face turned bright pink with embarrassment but Bucky only laughed.

“Get outta here Steve.”

“I’m only kidding, l just came to see how it went with Fury.” Steve made himself comfortable on the chair that was previously occupied by Fury, Bucky groaned in response and dragged his hand down his face.

“Stark is being Stark as usual and it’s pissing Fury off.” Steve hummed. “Find Natasha and get her to come see me please, we are going to need her.” With that Steve went to follow Bucky’s orders and you stood there not knowing what to do.

“Should I go back to yours or would you like me to stay here?” You pipe up, you suddenly felt awkward not really having something to do.

“Of course I’ll have Barton drive you back and I may be back later but do help yourself to anything you fancy there.” Bucky kissed your temple and headed to the door to get Clint to take you back to Bucky’s.

*****

“Natasha isn’t always like that, I’ve known her the longest and she really will warm up to you once you get to know her.” Clint broke the silence in the car.

“She doesn’t have to like me.” You reply, watching as buildings pass by on the way to the penthouse. You kinda wished you had your old life back and not have to worry about all this stuff, especially since you don’t understand what the hell is going on.

“Barnes asked me to look after you while he isn’t there.”

“I don’t need a babysitter, I can look after myself.” You say.

“Don’t worry, I won’t be following your every move, I’ll be outside his penthouse door in case something were to happen. You won’t even know I’m there.” You agree to it as long as he left you alone you didn’t care. Clint stopped outside Bucky’s building and handed the car keys to one of the guys at the door telling them to park the car somewhere while he walked you to the penthouse.

“I’ll be out here if you need me, if I’m not here someone else will be but don’t worry about anything.” Clint smiles and leaves you alone. You sigh and flop down on the sofa, there really wasn’t much for you to do to entertain yourself well, there was a massive tv screen but you have no bloody idea how to use it. You groan and head to the door and find Clint leaning against the wall.

“Could you help me figure out how to work the TV please?” You ask politely and he agrees to do so, he showed you how to use it and what Netflix account you can use which he said Bucky’s. It amuses you that Bucky uses Netflix but you have no idea why or maybe it’s the fact that he is a little lonely. Bucky is always doing dangerous work and you understand how easily it must be to not get close to anyone in fear that they will be hurt or used against you especially with a job like Bucky’s.

You scroll through Netflix till you find one of your favourite shows but before you can settle down you take a chance and go see if there was anything you could change into and to your luck the majority of your stuff had already been moved into Bucky’s room. You really are becoming apart of this aren’t you? You change into your favourite pair and pjs and go to the kitchen to make a snack and get a drink before settling down on the sofa as the marathon begins.

****

Bucky came home around 11pm to a quiet room besides the sound coming from the tv, he wasn’t worried in fact all his worries seemed to dissolve as he saw you lightly snoring on the sofa. He smiled and picked you up and carried you to the bedroom, laying you down on the bed. You stirred but settled back down quickly and Bucky went to change out of his suit down to his boxers and climbed into bed with you.

What made him more happy was that you had cuddled yourself into him once you felt his body heat near you. He wrapped his arms around you and attempted to get some sleep.

Before Bucky came home he and his men were discussing how to get Stark to settle down. Whatever that was supposed to mean and Scott has the idea to use you as bait (not his words but it was the only way he could put it) Bucky was strongly against it but he knew that Scott was right and they came up with a whole plan and guaranteed you wouldn’t be harmed in anyway but it still wasn’t enough to calm his nerves so he was going to bring it up to you in the morning. If you were comfortable with it then he will go forth with this plan.

#avengers fanfiction #marvel #avengers #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #winter soldier #avengers fanfic series #bucky imagine #bucky x reader #mobster!bucky barnes #mobster!bucky x reader #mobster!au #mobster!bucky #bucky barnes fanfiction #winter soldier x reader

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ladyshandioftheendless · 5 years

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Royal Pains

HOLY SHIT YOU GUYS this is one of @ashestoashesvvi ‘s crowning achievements!! Have you ever wondered what it would be like if Steel Panther invaded the KISSteriaverse? No? WELL TOO BAD HERE IT IS ANYWAY!! So in this Michael Starr is Vince’s cousin and a constant thorn in his side. This time the Panther boiz assume to role of party crashers! Placed under a cut for length and dirtiness~

“W- We’re gonna what now?”

“We’re gonna bring some heavy ass metal to my favorite blond richy bitchy cuz! It’s gonna so fuckin’ rock, man!” Michael declared, jumping on top of their pool table in the middle of the room. He downed his open beer in one go and tossed it down on the floor when he was done with a pumped grin. “Woo!! Alright, bitches, c'mon, who’s game to party hard tonight?”

Lexxi blinked, and blinked. Then blinked again. Then he looked back at his mirror, shaking his head and fluffing up his hair. “Ahh, ahhhhh, you can go, but… but…” he paused, rolling the words around in his head. Beside him, Satchel just rolled his eyes as his bandmate’s mind was as lost as ever. “But I- I don’t think I’m for it after we jus- just snorted aaaaall, and I- I mean aaaall, the fuckin’ coke we had, dude. Kinda just wanna stay here and pet my turtle– you guys kno- know my turtle, yeah?”

“Lex, no damn turtle talk.”

“No one wants to hear where you shoved him up.”

“Guys!!” Michael groaned, “Duuuuudes, focus! Party time! Yeah or fuck yeah?”

Stix sighed, flopping down next to Satchel and Lexxi on their demolished, once lavish, black leather couch. “Eh, why the fuck not? It’s been a while since we had some fun, man.”

“Yeah, a whole fuckin’ six hours.” Michael nodded, grinning ear to ear. “C'mon, Lex, don’t you want to have some fun this weekend?”

“I- If by fun, you mean work on my highlights and fu- fuckin’ update our fashion style, then yeah. Ahhh….. What was I– Oh, yeah, just fuckin’, other than that, I- I don’t feel like going to some big party.” he said. He winced when Michael pouted then came running up to him, putting his head on his shoulder, whining and hugging onto his arm.

“Come on, please?”

“Bitch, you’re getting between m- me and the mirror- the mirror, man!” Lexxi pouted, pursing his lips out even more. He swung his mirror around in his hand to keep it out of Michael’s way and more focused on his own beautiful face.

Satchel laughed, “You’re gonna drop that, and that’s gonna break, and you’re gonna cry like a little girl in front of all of us, dude.”

“Then I’ll be careful- duh!” Lexxi sighed, wriggling out of Michael’s strong hold.

“Lexxi, you’re coming with us. It’s not a bitchin’ party until the whole band shows up!” Michael laughed.

“Mmmh…..”

“Lex, c'mon, c'here.” Stix sighed, shifting and standing to grab his taller bandmate. He forced him to lean down so that he could put his head on top of his, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. “Come and have fun, okay?”

“Wh- Wha- What’d you say?” Lexxi blinked. He tried to consecrate and think about what he was just asked, but all he could manage was a confused, cute squint.

“Come and have fun, okay?”

“Ca- Can you say the last work- word different?”

“…okie?”

“Ooh, see that’s what I th- thought you said.”

“Lexxi, stop being a dumb fuckin’ blonde– no offence Michael– for like two seconds and focus, man. Think of it, think of the tiddies! The booze! The drugs! I heard they’re importing these new blue lines straight outta Jendell! Jendell, man! I heard that shit makes electricity shoot right up your spine!” Satchel smirked, rubbing his hands together.

“Better yet,” Stix laughed, catching Lexxi’s short focus again. “Think about it, man… Prince Vince has an entire hall of mirrors in his crib~”

Lexxi’s eyes widened. He’d forgotten about that. He hummed, thinking about it now, debating on the pros and cons before giving in. “Alright, okay. I- I’ll go.”

Michael squealed and hugged him. “Fuck yes! For a second, I thought we had to bring your mother in this.”

“Y- You fuckers leav- leave my mom outta this shit–”

“Heh, she wasn’t out of this,” Satchel motioned to his crotch. “last night, dude.”

“Shuddap!!”

“Oh fuckin’ grow a pair and get over it, Lex. Can’t give her AIDS twice.”

“Or thrice.” Satchel added with a nod of his head.

“Or frice?” Stix said, smiling. “Or whatever the fuck it is.”

“Can y- you guys not gangbang my m- mom?”

“Too late!” Michael said, reaching for his microphone. “I gotta summon us a bitchin’ ride…. Hmmm… what’ll it be tonight, boys? One big limo or…?”

“Flaming limo with flames painted on the sides, and nachos when we get in. I want some fuckin’ nachos right about now, dude.”

“Annnnnnd hookers.” Stix said, letting Lexxi go finally.

Michael nodded, “Oh man, this is so tits. Vince is gonna be soooo fuckin’ happy to see us.”

“Or he’ll banish us from the kingdom again.” Stix shrugged, cracking open a beer.

“Eh, fuck that. We always come back, just like a bad STD.”

“Lexxi would know all about that, wouldn’t you, Lex?” Satchel laughed, poking him in the side.

“Stooooooop, I- I was cleared ages a- ago, man!” he pouted, sitting back on the destroyed couch as they chuckled and relaxed against each other.

XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX

Prince Vince watched his party’s performance in the palace’s throne room. Mick and Tommy sat to his left and Nikki sat to his right. Their eyes all watched as the ceremonial warriors and dancers of the Order of the Golden Pyramid from the realm of Sphynxia performed for them. They watched the sharp blades twirl in their hands and the air with ease in their finest silks and robes.

The normally rowdy court was calmed and entertained by them, and they even cleared the way for the belly dancers to take the main floor of the throne room. All the dancers in the troupe were women, and each one was catching the Prince’s and his friends eyes. Except for Mick, but he had been around enough to not fall so easily and forget that they were still warriors under those black halter tops adorned with gold jewels and beads, long black skirts with high cut slits, gold anklets and gold bangles.

As a final motion, the dancing warriors twirled and all did a ‘death drop’, leaping up into the air, doing a full turn which almost fully exposed their lower bodies, falling to land on one of their bent legs, and spinning around a few times before slowly rising and posing. The kingdom and all the entire court attending burst into applause for their performance. The members of the Order of the Golden Pyramid all gave a short bow of appreciation at the applause.

The leader of the group, Asim, stepped forward to Vince and knelt down in front of him, offering up a sword. “Prince Vince, this is a gift from the Order in honor of our alliance with Anarkia. May it be fruitful and prosperous for both of us.”

“Holy fuck, that’s a big ass sword!”

“Duuude, look how Vince is holding it like it’s his penis.”

“Nah, that blade is waaaay bigger than his tiny dick, man.”

“I- I’m confused… aaaahh, which way was the bathroom? Oh fuck it. Forget it, Imma just go over here.”

“Oh no,” Mick groaned, making a face. “They’re back.”

“Hell yeah! Can’t fuckin’ go and invite the whole kingdom to a huge ass mother fuckin’ party and not invite us! Just cause we’re on the Steel Pantherian moon doesn’t mean you get to skip out on our invite, cuz!” Michael shouted, bounding straight up to the throne. He seemed unaware of Vince’s reddening face of anger and embarrassment. Or he just didn’t care. “Oooh! Sweet! We’re cool with the Sphynx people? Awesome! Cause I need to go there to tan. See, I’m getting a bit pale and–”

“What are you doin’ here, you fucker!?” Vince growled, trying to keep his cool during his important alliance set up. “I banished you fifteen times!”

“….And?” Michael giggled, then caught sight of the lovely warrior beside them. “Oooooh~ Hello, baby~ Hey, hey, don’t get with this bratty prince, c'mon and hang out with a duke and his boys, honey. I got a real swollen member, and I really need to cum in an ass tonight~”

The olive skinned warrior scoffed, then snatched the sword straight from the prince’s hands. “Master Radames will hear of this behavior and this- this vulgar offering. He had thought you Anarkians had matured after assisting the KISSterians in battle so many times.”

“N- No! Th- This fool is not affiliated with us!”

Nikki growled, nodding in agreement with Vince. “These bastards are just a buncha crossbred, inbred fucks! C'mon! You can’t just–”

“There is a certain level of respect that we expect during such ceremonial events, and this,” Asim motioned to the long hair blonde taking a piss behind a potted plant. “This is not something I can allow to happen on my first mission of alliance.” She shook her head, signaling to the rest of her troupe to pack up and head out.

“Hey, hey,” Michael said, grabbed the warrior’s wrist. “Listen, please. I’m sorry… I guess I messed up… Lemme restart, c'mon, how about I make it up to you and my cousin by offering to let you both blow me. You don’t even gotta worry about the rest of the band. Trust me, compared to the rest of the guys, I’m less likely to cheat, too, if you wanna meet up a second time and make it a thing.”

Rolling her eyes, she pushed him away harshly. “My master will certainly hear about all of this.”

“Michael, I’m gonna fuckin’ strangle you and banish you to a damn realm without pussy!!” Vince screeched, putting a hand on his cousin’s shoulder.

“Hey, dude, fuck off!” he snapped, “I’m trying to help things!”

“You’re making it worse!” Vince growled, his grip on Michael’s shoulder growing tight.

“Hey, let go of our Michael, you royal fuckwad!” Satchel shouted, darting in from the side, swinging a fist back and punching Vince square in the nose.

The crowd gasped, and the members of the Order of the Golden Pyramid quickly fled before an infamous Anarkian battle broke out right in their palace.

Vince growled at the punch, coming at Satchel angrily. With one quick motion, he slammed the guitarist’s head toward the floor, then felt the hardest hit he’d ever had in the ribs. Stix smirked at him as he gasped, standing there frozen and a little shaken from what had just happened.

Tommy came up from behind and kicked the bulkier drummer to the wall across the throne room. “You fuckin’ assholes!! You ruined everything– again!!”

“Ugh… Fuck you! We just came for fun and a good time!”

“BAD FUCKING TIMING, FUCKERS!” Vince shrieked, recovering, then leaping to try and claw his cousin’s eyes out. Michael laughed, holding his wrists an inch from his pretty face.

“Awww, hey, I missed this!!” he giggled, staring into the blazing pits of hatred of the prince’s gaze. “Jeez, I’m just sorry we didn’t show up sooner!”

“IMMA KILL YOU ASSHOLES!!!”

“Nah! You’re just gonna banish us again!” Michael smiled at him, “Make it a tiddie beach this time, though, would ya? I get bored just jerking it off to Lexxi’s girly face.”

“D- DID YOU JUST NOT HEAR ME—!?!” Vince shouted, then cut himself off in an angry roar. “AAAAAAAARGHHHH!!!!!”

“I’m too old for this shit…” Mick growled, sinking down in his chair, glaring at Lexxi off to his side. Blue electricity protectively crackled around him as the tall blonde just stared at him like he let a hamster borrow his last brain-cell. “I’m not gonna do a fist fight, you lil’ shit.”

“Nah, I- I’m just… ahh, well… fuck, someone said something about a mirror hall…. yeah, mirrors.”

Mick squinted at him, then jerked his thumb back behind the throne. “Down the hall.”

“Thanks, old dude.”

“Ugh…” Mick rolled his eyes, watching the court explode, then actually explode into fire and flames. “There goes another perfectly good alliance.”

#I'M STILL FUCKING LAUGHING #never change Steel Panther we love you guys~#KISSteria guest writings!#A SHIT TON OF SEX JOKES #submission

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ohnoooonotthekniiiives · 7 years

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“hey nine, whatchya doin?” Juice asked out of arbitrary boredom as he walked into the still living room. Nine had been rather quiet for a while now, and he was beginning to grow a stale taste in his mouth at the silence. Ten seemed to be caught up in something else, as well, and Hubble was no where to be seen like usual.

“Nothing much.” Nine replied in monotone. Juice raised an eyebrow. He walked over to the rather fluffly couch that his friend was sitting on and circled around to the back. He leaned down, eyes squinted, and stared at the tablet in Nine’s hands in puzzlement.

Compilations of various cats flashed across the screen. Some were falling, some were playing with dogs, and some were doing simply random things that Juice had seen cats do a million times, but Nine seemed unable to tear their gaze away. They would giggle every now and then at the silly felines with a crooked, cracked smile that Juice found rather adorable. He thought it was cuter than the cats even. But what the satellite/human hybrid couldn’t understand was why Nine was so fixated on the video. Sure cats were cute, but Nine had seen cats before, right?

“why is this so entertaining to you?” Juice asked Nine with a chuckle. Nine shifted their eyes to Juice at that, but only for a split second.

“Cats are cute.” they answered simply, and Juice pursed his lips.

“yeah, but,” Juice began with the feeling of a question on the tip of his tongue. “you’ve seen cats before, yeah?” Nine’s eyebrows furrowed together.

“Yes, of course.” Nine told Juice with another shift of their eyes, only to place their attention back to the animals on the screen right after. “I just think they’re cute, that’s all.” Juice shifted closer to Nine on instinct.

“okay, but...” Juice paused. “you seem, like...extra fixated on those little guys. are you sure you’re okay?” Nine huffed on Juice’s question. They tapped their finger against the tablet screen, effectively pausing the video, then turned their body toward Juice.

“Yeah, I’m fine-” Nine started, but their eyes widened a flash later when they realized how close Juice was to them. Their breath caught in their throat, but they quickly pushed themselves back a few inches to allow some space. Juice seemed unfazed. “I’m fine.” they reiterated, and Juice took their word for it.

The blonde simply shrugged his shoulders and stood upright from his bent over position, only to step toward the kitchen for a snack. “eh, whatever you say, man. woman. friend. gender nonbinary buddy.” Juice told them, and Nine cracked a small smile. “imma grab a snack. want somethin?” Nine shook their head.

“Nope.” they told Juice, and then they were playing the video once more and ignoring their friend. Juice shook his head, then walked off to the kitchen a few moments later. He figured he could find something else to do, but that conclusion was short-lived.

When Juice was left with nothing to do the next day, and the next, and the next he began to grow antsy. Nine had done nothing but watch those silly cat videos for literally days, and Juice was honestly getting annoyed with that. He was a bit needy, and going so long without Nine’s attention, or anyone’s attention, really, was like living in hell. The boy needed entertainment, and god dammit, he wasn’t getting anything by sitting in his room for hours and not socializing. So, he tried again.

“you’re still watching cat videos?” Juice asked as he walked into the living room the next morning only to find his friend up and at ‘em with the tablet gripped between his pale fingers. Nine nodded.

“Yup. They’re great.” Nine responded. Juice rolled his eyes at Nine’s attempt to brush him off, but no, not anymore. He marched right over to the back of the couch and fell down on to it upside down. His hair flopped as his eyes focused on the tablet with a squint. Nine looked down at Juice for a moment, a smile present on their face. “Hello.” Juice huffed at that.

The blonde reached up and snatched the tablet from Nine’s smaller hands in one quick motion. Nine’s blue eyes widened at the loss of their feline entertainment, and that was the fastest Juice had ever seen them react to anything. Nine’s fingers curled in and created a loose fist. They shook their hands in frustration. “Hey!” But Juice only snickered at them. He quickly rolled his body back so he was off the couch and on the pads of his feet. The tablet was gripped tightly in his hands, and a shit eating grin was plastered on his face.

“come and get it if you want it so bad then, shorty.” Juice told Nine as he tauntingly shook the tablet around. Nine’s facial expression turned even more frustrated at the crouching male in front of them.

“Fine, I will!” Nine announced, and they shot up onto their own feet. Juice’s grin faltered for a moment at how quickly Nine was able to stand when faced with someone stealing their cat videos, but he recovered fast enough to stand up and jump a good ways back. His grin returned with it.

“gotta catch me first.” Juice stated, and then he was off and running down the hallway. He could hear Nine yelling from a good distance back, but he knew they would never catch up.

“Give it back!” Nine called, and boy they sounded a lot closer than what Juice thought. He looked back, and there Nine was just a few feet away. Juice’s eyes widened.

Okay, maybe they would catch up.

And then they were both tumbling.

Juice let out a very unmanly yelp as the smaller satellite/human hybrid latched onto his hoodie and pushed them both over. He was pretty sure Nine made some sort of noise as they fell, but he wasn’t quite sure with how foggy his head was when he realized that Nine was now on top of him somehow. He shook his head.

The tablet was still latched in his slim fingers, locked into a deadly grip that he created when he felt his body stumbling forward. Nine’s legs were on either side of his body, but their head was down and they were groaning like they were still recovering. Juice realized that with their position Nine would definitely be able to grasp the tablet whenever they pleased, so Juice did the first thing that came to mind. His right leg pulled itself from between Nine’s own leg prison, which made them fall to the side a bit, and he latched it around their back to hold them in place. Juice’s other hand came up and grabbed at Nine’s hip for and extra way to keep them still. Nine lifted their head toward Juice and they blinked at him in confusion.

“You-...,” Nine started, and Juice’s smirk returned. “Fuck you.” Nine said in a rare bout of anger.

“oh shit.” Juice said with a chuckle. “someone’s salty.” Nine huffed, then began to wiggle to pull themselves free. It was a failed attempt.

“Just, aaaaaaagh.” Nine said in frustration. “Just give me my tablet back? Please??” Nine pressed. The anger was leaving their voice in favor of desperation, and Juice almost cracked at that.

“dude, you have a problem.” Juice replied in good humor, his eyebrows raised and his hand and leg sat firmly in place. He made sure to keep the tablet far above his head, too.

“I do not.” Nine retorted, but Juice just rolled his eyes.

“yeah. you do.” he pressed. “I’ve never seen you so upset before. they’re cat videos, buddy. cat. videos. not some hella nice porn or some shit like that.” Nine grew baffled at that.

“Porn?!” Nine questioned, and Juice full out laughed. Nine furiously shook their head. “Look , just give me the tablet. Please?” Juice blinked away a few tears from his boisterous laughter, his laughs dying down to chuckles, which died down to breathy “hahs”. He stared at Nine for a moment.

“a’ight, fine.” Juice caved, and Nine visibly relaxed. “but!” Juice quickly added, which only made Nine nervous all over again.

“...but what?” Nine asked. Juice pursed his lips in thought and looked around as if he was thinking.

“buuuuuuuuuut,” he said tauntingly. “you...have to kiss me first.” he finished, and Nine’s face morphed into one of complete terror and embarrassment.

“Wh-! No!” Nine immediately screeched. They tried to wiggle back once more, but Juice wasn’t letting them go.

“nah fam, a deal’s a deal. gotta place your lips right here.” Juice said, and puckered his lips. Nine’s mouth dropped open at Juice’s bluntness, and all that came out were stutters and choked words.

Nine dropped their head down into the crook of Juice’s neck and their hands gripped at his hoodie in a tight hold. The freckled blonde’s smile faded, and the room fell into a short silence.

“uh,” Juice tried. “ya okay?” He could hear Nine sigh in response.

“Does it have to be on the lips?” Nine asked, voice muffled by the fabric of Juice’s hoodie. Juice’s eyes widened because holy shit Nine was actually gonna do it. He thought they would continue to say no, and he was just gonna brush it off as a joke afterwards, but Nine liked cat videos enough to actually do it???

“ah, um...sure?” Juice attempted, and Nine let out a squeak in response. Their grip tightened, and Juice almost felt bad.

“Okay, okay.” Nine voiced, slowly lifting their head up. Juice could clearly see a blush spreading across their face. “If it means I can get my cat videos back then yeah, I’ll do it.” Juice’s eyes widened at Nine’s words.

“w-whoa are you sure?” Juice tried to reason very suddenly. “this is like your first kiss, are you sure you want to give it to me?” But Nine just clenched their eyes shut.

“Ah, don’t put it that way!” they said with a raised voice. “Just let me get this over with!” Juice gulped. What had he done?

He couldn’t stop now, could he? He kind of wanted this, anyway. But was it right to Nine? They could stop any time and Juice would hand the tablet over, but they didn’t know that. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know what to- oh fuck then they were leaning forward.

And suddenly Nine’s lips collided with...

the back of the tablet.

Their eyes opened at the feeling of plastic pressed to their lips, and for a split second they didn’t know what happened. It wasn’t until Juice pulled the tablet out of the way, his stupid, shit eating grin sitting on his face that Nine realized what he had kissed.

“haha, sike buddy.” Juice said, and then he was releasing his grip on Nine and pushing them back so he could sit up. Nine sat there, one leg still straddling Juice as his brain processed what he almost did. The freckled blonde seemed unfazed though, and he simply held the tablet towards Nine with an annoying smirk. “there ya go.” he told them, placing the tablet in their hand, and then he was shuffling out from under Nine, standing up, and heading into the kitchen without saying anything else.

Nine was confused, and Juice was relieved as he walked into the kitchen only to glide down the wall and practically scream out a sigh of relief while a blush began to cover all of his own face.

Needless to say, they’re both idiots.

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