#ss is beautiful but only if it is written right

[neowinestainedress]

hello!!!! I'm not sure if you're taking requests rn but I just wanna let this out of me or I'll go insane. I've been watching a lot of diggity haechan fancam and man really know how to hip thrust. It's just that haechan's thighs are so muscular...I-I—just wanna ride it😳😳

w!: unprotected s*x, thigh riding, light degradation, (kinda mean) dom!haechan, two *ss slap and one cl*t slap, rough s*x

a/n: someone: haechan’s thighs—  me: FINALLY SOME GOOD FUCKING FOOD. i’ve written about thigh riding with him already but will it ever be enough? no. ALSO diggity!haechan? supreme haechan, coming second to better than gold!haechan only. also, hard hours are open, and i’ll either write drabbles or blurbs depending on the inspiration (this was supposed to be a blurb and turned out longer than a drabble but yeah… yall know what happens when I write about haechan)

Imagine Haechan sitting on the couch, tired after a long day. He’s so tired he doesn’t even change into his house clothes, still wearing the white blouse and tight black pants, watching the tv because when he got home you were in the shower and he is waiting for you. 

You’re wearing his favourite nightwear when you sit next to him on the couch, kissing him and running your fingers in his hair to welcome him home, but by chance, there’s his favourite movie on tv, and he’s barely paying you attention. So in a second, you’re on top of his thigh, you’ve been thinking about this since he left earlier in the morning, drooling when he walked past you to bid you goodbye, wearing those black pants that wrap his beautiful thighs so perfectly. But now he looks even better, with his black hair crowning his face messily, the white blouse with the sleeves rolled up, showing the veins of his arm, and the first three buttons undone. Your hips start moving on their own, grinding on his thigh that flexes immediately as an innate reflex, you might do this so often that he’s not even fazed anymore. 

But this time he’s tired, even annoyed about some things that went wrong at work, and you distracting him, ignites a fire. 

“What are you doing?” Haechan groans, bouncing his leg, catching you by surprise before he calls your name sternly when you don’t reply right away. 

“What you should be doing instead,” you reply resolutely. “Didn’t even spare me a look.” 

“Oh, I did,” he coos, hand running on your nape to turn you toward him. “I know exactly what you want when you get all dolled up for me.” 

A victory smile curls your lips but it fades as soon as his attention goes back to the screen on the wall. “I fear you’ll have to work for it harder.” 

You groan annoyed, but don’t stop. You honestly don’t care much, the obsession with his thighs is crazy and unhealthy and you’d ride them forever, you’d rather feel his skin than the fabric of his pants, but this will do anyway. 

“Hyuck,” you breathe out when he starts bouncing his leg, it’s a small movement but it makes you shake every time your sensitive clit hits his leg. 

“I’m watching the movie,” he shuts you before a smug grin blooms on his face when you grunt in disappointment. That still doesn’t stop you from rolling your hips on him, and even bravely reaching down to unbuckle his pants. His eyes skim down briefly, but he lets you continue, even if he fakes nonchalance his dick is hard and begging to be freed from his tight clothes. 

“You really can’t fucking listen, uh?” He groans when you struggle pushing his pants down, harshly grabbing your chin and blocking your wrists together. 

“I just wanted to take your pants off, want to feel you,” you try to pout and pity him, it works for now but you know Haechan always has something up his sleeve, so you don’t know what awaits you after. He lets you go, getting rid of his pants only, and roughly lifting you up to put you right where you were before once he’s done. 

“Come on, get off only with that, show me how pathetic you are,” he mocks before pulling you into a messy, wet kiss, slapping your ass to silently tell you to move. Your body reacts naturally, grinding on his muscular thigh, now feeling his smooth skin and not the thick fabric of his clothes. Haechan lets out another groan when you move again, this time to push your clothes down your legs, but doesn’t say anything else, only pushes you down and guides your movements. His attention is still on the movie, but you hear his occasional shaky breaths when your thigh brushes against his throbbing cock, or when you moan louder, and you feel his hand tighten on your hip when you start whimpering his name. 

“Fuck,” you yelp when his hand hits your ass harder than last time. “What was that for?” 

“You’re slowing down,” he says, dark eyes meeting yours, and you know you’re fucked. “You started this, you will finish this. Come on, don’t stop.”

You gulp, nodding weakly before placing your hands on his shoulders. This time you’d be so close to reaching your orgasm, but right when you’re about to, the sound of the tv turns off and the lights flashing in the room stop lighting it up. You freeze on the spot when Haechan groans your name. 

“I’m sorry,” you mumble, seeing you turned it off by mistake with your knee. You try to act fast to grab the remote and turn it back on but the pleasure is still fogging your brain. 

“Drop it,” Haechan orders, voice low and eyes sternly looking at you. “You want my attention? You’ll have it all.” 

Your lips part but don’t let out a sound, and your eyes snap open when his hand wraps around your neck, rubbing your jaw before reaching your chin and squeezing it. “Ride my thigh and come. Don’t make me waste more time.” 

You don’t hesitate, humping him embarrassingly fast to chase the orgasm that slipped through your fingers. 

“Jesus Christ,” he groans, “you can’t possibly be so wet just from this,” he mocks when his free hand moves between your legs, not that he needs that to feel your cum dripping out of you, it has been sticking to his thigh since you started, he just wants to mess with you and tease your sensitive spot while watching his skin glisten with your arousal.

“It feels good,” you justify. “And your thighs — fuck, your thighs,” you mumble, head thrown back and lower lip trapped in your teeth when he slaps your clit once. “They’re pretty and thick and feel so good.” 

“Uh, really?” Haechan snickers, throwing his head back because he can’t believe you have no shame. “Maybe I’ll always make you come like this if you like it that much. My thighs only.” 

“Yeah,” you cry out, bouncing and grinding, struggling to keep a rhythm and just wishing to quickly come. “But I also — fuck — I also want you.” 

Haechan chuckles, shaking his head. “Thought my thighs were enough?” He teases, moving your head side by side in a mocking manner as he pouts close to your lips. “Need more?” 

“Yes, yes, please,” you beg as one hand reaches for the back of his head and tangles in his hair. “I — I… oh, fuck,” you cry out when the orgasm washes over you before you can even say anything, hips and legs trembling as you move weakly to ride it before you collapse on him. 

You don’t have time to take your breath that you find yourself with your back on the couch seat, Haechan harshly flipping you over and trapping you underneath him. 

“Greedy, dumb baby, always playing with fire, not caring about what she gets herself into,” he mocks, pushing his sleeves up on his arm before placing you like he wants you with another rough tug. “Look at how wet you are, and all this just for my thighs?” 

You nod, wetting your lips with your tongue, as you stare into his eyes before they skim down, watching him get rid of his underwear. 

“You are a brat, and yet I always give you what you want. What am I gonna do with you?” He groans, shaking his hair out of his face as he leans down, rubbing the head of his cock on your wet pussy. 

“Fuck me?” You ask nicely, blinking your eyes innocently. 

Haechan groans. “Yeah, it’s the only way to teach a lesson, isn’t it?” He doesn’t wait for an answer, his dick is into you before you can even formulate a thought in your brain, taking your breath away from the first thrust. 

“Fuck,” you curse, hands wrapping around his arms to hold onto something. His thrusts are hard, hitting you deep with every single stroke. 

Haechan grins when your nails dig into his arms, and your head lolls back, eyes rolled in the back of your head and mouth wide. “Is it too much for you, baby? You don’t like my thighs so much anymore when they help me fuck hard into you?” 

You’d glare at him if you’d have anything coherent running in your brain, but it’s filled with nothing but lust and need. “I can take it,” you still mumble. 

“Oh, I know you can, that’s why you’re my favourite girl,” he hums, grabbing your legs and pushing them as flat as he can — and you can bend — to your chest. Your back arches in response, feeling him even deeper with each precise, hard thrust. 

When his fingers make contact with your clit, your eyes snap open, throat closing for a moment as you feel like you’re slipping farther away from reality. 

“Messy girl,” he taunts. “So wet my fingers are slipping. You planned this all day, didn’t you?” He says, breath uneven as pleasure starts overwhelming him too, your pussy gripping him tight, making it harder to move out of you, your chest heaving while your boobs look so pretty in the lace of your nightwear, and your moans filling his ear. “Couldn’t wait for me to come home to fuck you on the couch after riding my thighs like a needy, desperate thing.” 

You nod swiftly, eyes closed as you feel the familiar knot in your stomach. 

“Fuck, then come with me, babe,” he says, pushing you closer with a harsh tug on your hips as his hands wrap around your waist tightly, fucking into you with force. “Gonna fill you up, fuck, just like you like.” 

Your back arches more, while your hands reach for his shoulders to pull him in a heated kiss that seals your orgasms and traps the loud whimpers and moans that are coming out of your mouths. You feel weak and dizzy as he keeps thrusting into you at a quick pace, filling the room with the lewd sounds of his cum spilling out of you, and whispering dirty words to your ear. 

“Fuck babe, you’ll be the death of me,” Haechan huffs, kissing you and caressing your forehead to wipe away the sweat before pulling out of you and pulling you into his arms, trailing kisses on your neck and shoulder. 

You chuckle, turning around to face him, tangling your legs with his. “Was this better than the movie?”

Haechan rolls his eyes. “You know you’re better than the movie, I just like teasing you.”

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[underratedandoverit]

handle me so right

519 words chris brookes/zack sabre jr

brainworms have been strong lately. and this was before we watched the match from april fool where they smooched lmao. this was also written for a private au but since it doesnt say anything linking it up to that you'll just get it as it is, as a standalone piece

a very non-explicit spice warning. lots of implied things, but nothing is shown. chris is just a good little slut that enjoys pain (but i dont enjoy writing acts ssoooo). i still hope this is anything cause i really like it ;;

@midnightpretenders0 @stormbornpirate (i think you wanted to be tagged into everything i dont remember ough) @ss-trashboat

on ao3

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Chris felt his back hit the bed, a soft moan escaping from him as Zack’s arms unwrapped themselves from around his waist, reminding him that he needed to be carried into this position. He felt the blond’s hands running down his bare chest, over his abdomen, brushing against his hips, the touch making Chris wince a little as he heard his own breathing hitch.

“Zack…”

The voice was quiet, but the blond replied to it with a quiet hum, the rest of his reply drowning under the first, almost obscenely loud moan Chris let out as Zack’s lips connected with the skin on his hips, right where the bruises were slowly forming from their previous encounter of this nature. Zack’s smile was obvious against his skin, his lips taking care of the parts he had decorated for Chris moments earlier while the brunet had been begging Zack to give it to him harder and faster than he had probably ever begged in his life.

“You’re so beautiful,” Zack mumbled between the kisses, Chris barely registering the words over the almost nauseatingly euphoric sensation of pain shooting through him as Zack’s lips made contact with his fresh bruises, making him moan loudly. “Absolutely stunning. Gorgeous.”

New praise and word of love between every kiss, Chris felt his head already swimming. He had barely had time to come down from the previous high, already being pushed on the edge again by Zack. By his own request, obviously, this was absolutely what he wanted, craved, yearned for, but hearing it was still making his head spin, his heart beat just a little bit faster at every syllable.

He didn’t even notice his hands grabbing Zack’s hair, trying to guide his mouth just where he wanted it to be so desperately. Only after Zack stopped leaving soft, teasing kisses on his hips, slowly afterwards pulling up and pulling Chris into a real kiss on his lips, his awareness was back on the situation at hand.

“You look amazing all flustered up.”

If Chris could have blushed deeper, he would have, but he knew that task to be impossible. Eyes still closed, just enjoying the feeling of having Zack close, hovering above him, leaving little kisses on his face, his lips, the corner of his mouth. Knowing how obviously aware he was of Chris’ desperation over him was just making it so much harder to resist him.

“Just give me a bit more time to admire you. Everything in due time, darling.”

Darling.

Chris slowly fluttered his eyes open, that one word echoing in his mind as his hands tightened their grab in Zack’s hair, pulling him into another kiss. Deep, heated. Full of nothing but love and adoration for the man that had decided to show him the kind of love and respect Chris yearned so deeply that he could barely put into words.

Darling.

As they parted for air, Chris inhaled deeply, darkened lustful eyes landing on Zack as his lips turned into a craving smile.

“I can be so pretty for you if you just fuck me right, right now.”

[mars101]

Act 10: -> Scene 1: i did the unthinkable.

WRITTEN PART -> (0.3k) -> no ss after text

yin woke up with a pounding headache. as she wakes up, the events from last night burst into her mind. a groan leaves her mouth while her hand goes to rub at her forehead.

“morning beautiful,”

“jay? you're not supposed to see me right now it's bad luck” yin sits up and sees jay walk in through their bedroom door with a glass of water and a small plate of food.

“my wife fainted in my arms last night, im not leaving her alone.” he places the items in his hands onto their bedside table so that he can slip back into the covers next to yin. “also theres no such thing as bad luck when im with you”

yin picks up the glass of water, taking a large gulp, making an audible noise. jay's arms are welcoming her body as she goes to lay back next to him. he starts to trace circles around her waist as she eases into his hold.

“what's been going on in that pretty head of yours? is there any last minute warnings before we get married?”

“jay, do you ever regret following me here?”

the tracings stop for a minute before continuing, “never. i've always liked to travel, you know. coming with you was just a beginning of one big adventure,”

“one big adventure where we're on the island all the time- there's only so much here that we can explore.” yin takes a small breath in before asking another question, “should we really be getting married?”

“what..?”

“its just, maybe we should've explored the world first and actually figure out what we wanted to do with our lives before going straight into marriage..”

jay rests his head atop yin's, “maybe.. but the one thing we are sure about is that we want to be together. right?”

“of course.. jay can i tell you something..?”

“yes..”

“and promise not to be mad.”

“yin come on, you're scaring me hon…”

"i did the unthinkable.." she takes another deep breath before looking into his eyes. her own shaking due to the nerves throughout her body.

“i invited my dad.”

synopsis = a day before her wedding day, Yin decides to find her father so he can walk her down the isle, the problem? There's three candidates: Lee Juyeon, Kim Younghoon, and Lee Hyunjae.

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@boomhoon , @sanasour , @loonaluvz , @jaerisdiction , @cowsmicwu , @jundundun , @piripurora

[sueske]

You know the level of desperation to possess sasuke or anything even remotely related to him was massive for miss cherry blossom girl when you sit down and think about how she taped a photo of her 30+ year old self over the photo of Karin right next to 16 year old Sasuke....... and yet stans defend this creepy obsession of hers because they wanna see their "kWeEn" be *cough* *cough* "desired", even though sasuke couldn't give less of a damn about her during blank period too until she chased him down and harassed him to like her back till he got worn out

it's not a good look by any means you can tell sasuke's younger too. anw I think sakura did it more for sarada's sake - after all what does it say to not even have a photo together? oh right... ahem moving on. I just think it's funny that sakura never stopped chasing sasuke, in the blank period she chased him, even in gaiden her daughter and then sakura herself had to chase sasuke again cuz he was just uhhhh resting his teleporting eye while meeting up with naruto instead. anon tbh idk how sakura and sasuke got together and what went down between them (besides the obvious need for end game pairings for a sequel), pre sakura chasing him in the blank period we got sasuke putting distance between them and not returning her romantic advances, and then post sakura chasing him in the blank period we got him not meeting with her at all for over a decade (besides that time in the leaf for the mission) and the dumpster fire that is gaiden. obviously kishi left it vague on purpose, the only thing that was written about how they got together was karin's 'there was a time sakura chased after sasuke' line, writing the reason for sakura's feelings for sasuke would 'be too contrived' but what about sasuke's romantic feelings for sakura specifically lol he'd never write that (cuz there are none) much less how sarada came to be 😂 the closest he got was saying their "feelings" were connected cuz of their kid which I already talked about here. we got 2 beautiful monologues about sasuke's feelings for naruto in 698 and 699 about how naruto weighed on sasuke's mind even when they were young, how now they can merge each other's pain and how sasuke will take on naruto's feelings as his own just like he did his family's, about how sasuke thought of naruto and the times they had together often while he was traveling and seeing the world did sasuke think of naruto while sakura was there after she chased him dkaslfjds so kishi could've elaborated on ss' relationship with a sasuke monologue at the end of gaiden to describe his so called 'HiDdEn FeElInGs cUz hE's jUsT nOt eXpReSsIvE!!' but kishi didn't write that and the reason why is simple. because he didn't want to.

[sneezemonster15]

I realised it doesn't seem Esaka has written anything else but Naruto novels and one One Piece novel. Did someone at SJ just hire their niece to write these novels?? Because she certainly isn't a professional writer.

Lol. She certainly doesn't have a long list of credits. As far as I know, she has written three novels for Naruto. One of them is going to be adapted into manga. Of course not by Kishi, and apparently no one can make him, lol. It's not canon, of course.

From what I have read of her, she reads like a fanfic. Because that's where I see such ooc renditions of Sasuke and Naruto, and a clear willing intention to interpret Sakura as worthy when in reality, at no point was Kishi portraying her as such. The lengths he would go to, to show Sakura and Hinata down. Like wow. Kishi is committed, as evidenced by Boruto and for heaven's sake, GAIDEN.

And it cannot be helped that her work, even if original, will be compared with Kishi's. He established the characters in the first place. She is only using them.

Because on the one hand, you see Sasuke conjuring a fucking 'ring' out of the elements to give to Sakura, (because Sasuke really is a person who would learn such a skill and not think of it as a waste of resources, lol) and on the other, you see Kishimoto draw Sasuke and Naruto holding bloody trails of hands etched like a heart right on top of the broken statues of their world's historical keepers, symbolically defying them, as they lie almost dead on the ground and yet smiling because Naruto told Sasuke that he hurts when Sasuke does, and that anything is better than feeling like that even if it means surefire death. And at that precise moment, Sasuke realizes one thing. The one that to me, is one of the greatest and most memorable moments in the manga. That he is not Alone. That Naruto is right there with him, if it means living together, or dying together. Because Naruto would still be utterly alone in a world where Sasuke isn't there. Because he hurts when he does. It's that simple and yet, that complex. So utterly beautiful, that it breaks your heart and mends it at the same time. That makes the whole story count. And it means so much to those who get it. Honest to fucking God, you can't imagine the impact it would have on you if you really truly get it. I am not even a romantic but even I get it. And I am humbled. Me. How fucking dare you to malign something like that?

You think Esaka can write something like that? She can dream. Lol.

Kishi's caliber is way too high for ordinary writers to replicate or even understand in depth. So she will stick with SS stans' favoured painfully unoriginal, tropey ring giving and kissing schticks because that's what the novel was written for. SS fandom. That's what they expect, that's what they understand, and like, that's the product they will buy and so that's what will be sold to them.

I won't be surprised if she really was specifically brought in by the publication to tap into SS's mind and make them money lol.

[deiliamedlini]

Okay. I have thought about this long enough and since I don't do very well at coming up with requests I'll just send you an idea that I have written down and don't know what I was trying to do with it. "Zelda's mother is imprisoned demon"

Congrats on 400!

Lou........ what on earth is this prompt 😂 I did my best LOL!! <3 Thank you for tossing it to me!

I went with SS Zelda here, and you can read this on Ao3 instead!!

"My mother is dead!" 

"You'd like to think that," Demise cooed to Zelda, his finger tipping her chin up tauntingly before she could snap it away. He haunted her dreams for thousands of years while she waited in her amber stasis. Night after night, his presence loomed all around her. Tonight, she'd given in. 

"I don't need to think anything!" Zelda whipped her head defiantly, her bangs falling into her eyes. "My father is no liar." 

"Oh, but he is. He has you fooled. He sought to conceal his mortal folly, his arduous affair. But mistakes are unhidden after time passes over them. Have you never wondered why you were chosen as the reincarnation of Hylia? Why now? Why your body? Magic runs strong in these lands, and I am not the only demon." 

"You're saying my mother is a demon?" she scoffed, crossing her arms as she floated in the nothingness of slumber. 

"I'm saying she's my demon. I'm saying I control her, and I always have. And your precious Link keeps trying to kill her true form." 

"What?" 

"Did you think The Imprisoned was me?" he laughed. "You're naïve and you only see what you wish to see. The Imprisoned charges towards you, Zelda. Not towards Link, not Impa, not the temple. She follows you. Her human form has long since died out, and her soul remains in the beast. She's so good to me, serving faithfully to try endlessly to reach you until your Link seals her away again. But she's too strong to be held back for long. How many more times can the Hero cast her away before she learns all his tricks and outsmarts him? How long until her demon strength outlasts his mortal strength and he is defeated through exhaustion alone?" 

"You're a liar, and a coward. Trying to instill fear because you know Link will defeat you."

Demise shrugged. "If that's what you wish to believe. But I could call her here. She could tell you herself."

Zelda hesitated. The promise of seeing her mother for the first time was enticing, so so enticing.  

"I can see you wish for it. Come, Enna." 

"Enna," Zelda whispered, the name she'd heard her father speak of so often. The woman with raven hair that he'd described to her, piercing blue eyes he'd reminisced over. That woman stood before her, looking far more like Zelda than she'd ever imagined possible.

"Darling," she said with a smile. "I've watched you from my own slumber. But to see you now? Beautiful and grown? You are stunning." 

"I look like you," Zelda said dumbly. "Father misses you. I... miss you." 

The words came out before she could stop them. Before she could notice the eerie similarity in the way her hair fell down her back in layers to the scales of the Imprisoned. The whiteness of her skin the contrast that the beast bore between shades. 

"I miss you too, Zelda. I'm so proud of you." 

"You are?" 

"Of course." 

Zelda glanced at Demise. He was watching expressionlessly, unreadable in all ways. 

"My mother is dead," Zelda repeated, looking away so she didn't have to stare down the eyes that were so identical to her own. "Wake up, Zelda!" 

"I'm right here. Give me your hand, let me show you." 

"No!" 

"Give me your strength, Zelda. I need you. Now more than ever. We can be mother and daughter again." 

Zelda tried to move away, but in the vast nothingness of slumber, there was nowhere to go. 

"Please! Now!" her mother cried, her arm extended. 

It took everything in Zelda not to reach for her. 

And when her mother let out a screech, Zelda watched in horror as her form melted away into the false sky. 

"A pity," Demise said, watching. "Your boy killed her. Remember who tried to bring back your family, and who destroyed it." 

"Who is 'my boy'?" 

And then, just then, the darkness began to crack and shatter and light spewed in until she was engulfed in it. 

And Link stood before her, smiling. 

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Saturday, December 2nd

BUFFY: Now gimme, gimme, gimme! (Tara hands her a gift. Buffy begins ripping off the paper.) ANYA: This is extremely suspenseful! I want the presents. Buffy pulls out a dress. BUFFY: Ohh ... it's beautiful. Thank you, guys. TARA: Well, we thought you'd get lots of crossbows, other killer stuff. WILLOW: Yeah, so we figured, less killy, more frilly. ANYA: Gotta look. (Grabs the dress from Buffy) Oh, it's just so lovely! Oh, I wish it was mine! Everyone gives her a look. ANYA: (quietly) Oh, like you weren't all thinking the same thing. (puts the dress down) GILES: I'm fairly certain I wasn't. (whispers to Xander) I've got one just like it.

~~Blood Ties~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Predator by veronyxk84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Two Hot Whiskeys by Liana_Medea (Buffy/Angel, T)

An Aspect Of by GraceNM (Buffy/Angel, M)

It's Just That I Stayed (Too Long) by buffytargaryen (Buffy/Angel, not rated)

the girl and the ash by claddaghrings (Buffy/Angel, T)

Six Times Angel Lost Buffy And One Time He Didn't by aboutafox (Buffy/Angel, T)

Can It Be Right to Give What I Can Give? by asoulofstars and blackdragonhellfire (Buffy/Angel, T)

Look How Sharp It Is by NotASlayer (Faith, Buffy, Xander, T)

The Night of the Unpunctual Living Dead by Leata (Angel/Spike, T)

The Coma Chronicles by emerald447 (Wesley, Xander/Faith, T)

escape by voices_not_echoes (Drusilla/Spike, T)

Love (and time) is a gift by sweetbutnutty_RalphSpockSr (Buffy/Spike, G)

Luck by Jaspergirl (old_fashioned_gal) (Giles/Ethan, T)

A Cure For What Ails You by holetoledo (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

20 for 100 by Julikobold (Buffy/Spike, G)

The Spark by JSBirsa (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Always Jingle All the Way! No One Likes a Half-Ass Jingler! by honeygirl51885 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

[Chaptered Fiction]

Buffy's Pack, Chapter 14 by red_jacobson (Buffy/Xander, E)

With Arms Wide Open, Chapter 18 by jaybird023 (Buffy/Giles, E)

Moments that Make You: The Hero and The Princess, Chapter 99 by myheadsgonenumb (Cordelia/Doyle, T)

Lest This Bond Be Broken, Chapter 6 by Dynapink (Buffy/Giles, M)

Dawn Rising, Chapter 24 by Luna_delCielo (Buffy/Finrod Felagund, Silmarillion crossover, T)

Breaking Broken Hearts, Chapter 5 by Jess_Ann_Perreault (Jenny/OC, T)

New York, Chapter 25 by drsquidlove (Giles/Xander, M)

With You, Chapter 10 by Bobbie23 (Giles/Jenny, M)

Halloween Horrors, Chapter 3 by AJ Fields (myfanfiction) (Ensemble, T)

Christmas Cheer on the Hellmouth, Chapter 2 by QuillBard (Buffy/Faith, T)

Advent Calendiles, Chapters 1-2 by HAL1500 (Giles/Jenny, G)

love-in-idleness, Chapter 1 by CallMeVampy (Giles/Jenny, E)

Drive, Chapter 20 by Holly (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Written in the Dust, Chapter 26 (complete!) by Indi_Shaw (Buffy/Spike, R)

Stab in the back, Chapter 16 by MelG_2005 (Buffy/Spike, Adult Only)

Dead End Plots, Chapter 24 by Melme1325 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

A Darkened Night of the Soul, Chapter 21 by In Mortal (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

A Very Summers Winter, Chapter 2 by VeroNyxK84 (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Spuffy's Little Helper, Chapter 2 by Alyot (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Slay Bells Ringing, Chapter 2 by all_choseny (Buffy/Spike, PG)

Prayers of Amara, Chapter 1 by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, R)

The Life Before Us, Chapter 1 by ClowniestLivEver (Buffy/Spike, R)

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[DCMK SS] Another inquiry for you! Could you please share some of your headcanons for Kaito/other DCMK characters you enjoy? Things you might like to see integrated into a fic written for you (no promises that I WILL integrate them, but I'm still heavily in the idea generation stage).

Mmmm, head canons, let’s see. Most of mine are garnered from the fandom, and it’s to the point that I don’t have an original one, but I do have quite a few!!

In terms of bigger ones:

High-key, I’m one of those who loves AroAce Kaito. I can’t really explain it, only that it feels right. Wish I had a way to explain better, haha.

I also strongly head canon that he has Inattentive-Type ADHD. The former because it feels right, like it fits him, and the latter is sort of the fault of projection. I have Mixed-Type ADHD, and a lot of what I see him do (such as doing other activities in class, whether that be thinking to himself or reading a newspaper, to getting easily bored and moving on to a different subject/not really paying attention to people) I find myself associating with a lot I do. I see where people can see the Hyperactivity-Type, but it feels more deliberate than an actual compulsion he has no control over.

I like to head canon that Kaito would oversleep and miss classes if it weren’t for Aoko. Sometimes she’ll just break into his house and wake him up so he won’t be late.

Kaito’s incredibly introverted and his only admitted friend is Aoko. Like, sure, there’s Saguru and Akako, but he seems to have very little interactions with any other students and is more content to sit by himself. He has to be adopted rather than being the one who is adopting (I know the manga kinda disproves this, but seeing as he doesn’t have any prevalently named friends I pretend I do not see)

However, I am also a fan of “Knows no boundaries” Kaito who is not afraid to get close to others physically. Yes, I have read many fluff fics–

Also, sort of based on canon, but I like to think Kaito doesn’t open himself up to others because he just doesn’t want to deal with the consequences of a relationship that might be taken away. Uses masks to make everyone think he’s okay, but never really opening himself up.

Kaito is not a morning person. His job aside, he seems to be the type who would get distracted and then not go to bed until later at night. Hence, he ends up oversleeping.

Aoko will often come into his house just to hang out. She rarely asks permission, just walks on in, plops on the couch, and starts movie-watching. Kaito’s had to start making excuses as to why he won’t be home because she ends up coming over a lot when her dad is working and she isn’t hanging out with friends.

While I think making it explicitly supernatural saps a little bit of the fun out of it, I do love Kaito being incredibly lucky and then Shinichi/Conan being incredibly unlucky. Just the idea that Kaito is surviving because luck as an entity is keeping him alive? The fact that Shinichi will never be out of work because said entity hates him, I guess? Beautiful.

And then there are a few smaller ones such as:

Saguru boxes (because if Shinichi is willing to play soccer to stay fit like Holmes, why wouldn’t the #1 fanboy himself do it, too?). It’s also a sport often seen associated with Europe, and I think the Ekoda gang needs a martial artist (even if it isn’t technically considered martial arts).

Shinichi and Mitsuhiko are autistic, because no child hyperfixates like that and is neurotypical.

Vermouth knows about Kaito and Chikage but wards any dangers away from them out of respect for Toichi. Whether or not that’s obeyed, however…

Chikage left Japan because without Toichi she didn’t feel comfortable sitting around and possibly being labeled as a target due to her past as Phantom Lady. Why she left Kaito? Now that, I’ve yet to figure out…

Chikage and Yukiko will sometimes hang out in person and get coffee together (bonus: they talk about their respective sons, but they’re super cryptic about what their sons are actually up to).

I’ve posted it before, but I love the idea of Saguru being the oldest, followed by Shinichi, then Kaito, and then Heiji being the youngest of the boys.

Those are the ones that come to mind! I hope some of them you might be able to use, or maybe even inspire you! While we’re here, what are some of yours? I do love seeing some of the head canons offered by the fandom and I’d be interested in the one you might have, also.

Thank you for the question and take care!!

[joylinda-hawks]

In the Tian Chuang archives, it is only written that "The Sanbai warrior Zhao Jing married the only daughter of the previous Zhejiang Observer and is very rich, but I didn't think he was that rich. WOH, episode 5, part 4. ZZS mentally states that in the Tian Chuang archives, it is written that ZJ married the only daughter of the previous Zhejiang Observer and is very rich. ZZS himself did not think he was that rich. He adds mentally that it is no wonder that people say that he is like Meng Chang. ZZS calmly drinks wine. Meanwhile, ALZ and a group of young students run through the streets of the city at night. The old man tells them to rest. ALZ coughs and the students are worried, and the man sits down on the ground exhausted. One of the students asks if he is okay and ALZ replies that he is fine. Another young boy says that the Five Lakes Alliance is a sect with a good reputation. Although the SS is still pressuring them, they are right. The boy adds that they wouldn't dare to publicly kill powerful warriors from Jianghu. ALZ points out that publicly maybe not, but quietly yes. He adds that even if SS doesn't do it, he asks if the boy doesn't remember what the older couple said. ALZ says that since the information about Glazed Armor has come to light, Jianghu won't know peace. Since the storm has started, there will be riots in Jianghu. Everyone will suffer because of it. ALZ explains that life and death are not as important as keeping promises, that's the duty of his generation. ALZ says that his life is not important. The master states, placing his hand on the shoulder of the student, that the students should lead a good life and continue the legacy of the Tai Peak Sect and the Danyang Sect. The students listen to the master carefully. ALZ explains that if they bring glory to his sect, the leader Lu and he himself will smile even after death. The students ask the master not to say that. The boys' attention is drawn to some rustling, a gust of wind is heard that swings the lanterns. Fog gathers at the end of the street and ALZ asks who is there. The master and students stand up and take a defensive position. ALZ and the boys run forward, and from the distance comes the voice of a young man calling for help. At the end of the street appears the silhouette of a man calling for help all the time. ALZ warns the boys to be careful. The young man approaches ALZ's group. Terrified, the young leader of the Court of the Broken Sword Mu Jun Ge falls to the ground. ALZ tells the students to retreat. MJG runs further calling for help. He runs up and grabs ALZ by the arms. He begs ALZ for help, and the master recognizes which sect the young man is from. MJG explains in a terrified voice that a ghost is chasing him. ALZ is surprised and the man confirms that it is a ghost. ALZ asks what ghost. At that moment, a terrifying laugh is heard, and yellow pieces of paper fall from above. ALZ and the others look around. The party at ZJ's is a moment when ZZS doesn't have to say much, he can just observe the surroundings and the people there. He tries to remember what he knows about ZJ as a leader. He is surprised by the wealth of their host, but he doesn't show it. ALZ and his young students slowly understand that their decision to wander alone was wrong. ALZ has his principles and wants to follow them even at the cost of his life. However, he also cares about his students and doesn't want anyone to hurt them. He also wants to pass on his values ​​to them. He doesn't expect that Ghost Valley will appear on their path, and an attempt to defend MJG will end tragically for him and the students. ZZH even in the disguise of a hobo ZZS looks beautiful. This disguise cannot hide ZZH's beauty. His posture, body movements, gaze - all of this attracts attention.

[castle-dominion]

let's watch the version with only two ppl bc I think it will be easier when I'm exercising (tho I always like listening to the executive producers & I'd love to get some other crew ppl at some point)

gosh there are 9 caption options with all the languages & audio versions dang

"didn't talk much" Yeah plastic bag over the head didn't get a chance to meet him? Gah that's sad

talking about how hot susan sullivan is lol she was flirting with us cuz she's hot & she's allowed JH always acts like we haven't seen the episode yet. if we are watching the commentary, we have PROBABLY seen the episode already babes "a prom date? isn't she like eleven?" SD: do you think nathan will ever have kids? JH: he just needs to quit bossing me around like he's my dad

I like how all the other audio commentaries are like "talking about stuff, sometimes conversations are sparked by the show" but this one is just "shush don't talk over us this is our scene!"

SD: Good scene, I want a still of that with everone's autograph JH: Do you want me to sign that for you <3? SD: SD: No, 'cause I can sell it JH: I sell most of my stuff on ebay SD: You sold all the stuff I gave you 🥺?

poor guy, plastic bag, heat, holding breath, playing dead...

SD: Without me🥺??? JH: I like looking at dead bodies

JH: I do the Barack walk, it's like, part of my character SD: ???? JH: My obama walk

SD: A little young for him? JH: He's 35 on the show SD: Oh my Gahd! JH/JE: I'm a detective, I know these things

SD: Poeple roll on the floor in grief

JH: Nathan ask her out? SD: Did he??? JH: I'm asking SD: oh, no he didn't. But damn look at the jawline on him. Not right now that's her.

Poor guy couldn't find his light

SD: That (if you step on nathan's line/light, you, dever, can get fired) was in my contract from day one, written in red ink I remember.

what the f are they talking about XD XD XD JH: You know, my mom, in the 70s, she went to canada...

Yo that was the SOUND STAGE??

bro. WE HAVE SEEN THE EPISODE. JH PLEASE. IT'S OK. SD: we play well in a two-shot ; ) SD: See what's tucked under my arm there? (castle book) JH: Yeah. Woah soup coolers! SD: . You don't even want to talk about it

HOLY CRAP THAT'S SPECIAL practical EFFECTS MAKEUP Like what would you tell your agent? "WHat do you mean I'm auditioning for obscene faced woman?" The special effects are great & do a lot of work

Oh good for him! "He's available for parties, bat mitzvahs, bar mitzvahs, he brings his own jumpy castle," he's going to kill me when he sees this

Sal the wardrobe guy! My beloved!

SD: "You're gonna give her a complex" MR: She already has body image issues both: *cracking up* JH: I remember when I was her age I had body... Me: wow real full of yourself JH: ....... image issues too SD: would u describe SS as "brassy"? JH: I already described her to you. the word was "hot" JH: I hope she watches this & knows I think she's hot

JH: sh, great scene coming up SD: Our last two scene : ( *both fake laughing* SD: I laughed genuinely there that entire set, beautiful place, ONE scene? It shows that they love us SD: we have to fill out those forms after hours. ...You don't? JH: Not part of my job, that's part of yours I like the dynamic they put on, the "you could get fired" & "you need to fill out forms" & stuff they play with JH: it's bc you're the New Guy

SD: Look at you there. Steamy. JH: My attitude or my look? SD: The way I feel when I look at you XD bruh

SD: She's not here JH: SD: SD: Everybody has seen this before so we can say: She's the killer! It's called hide the killer. Nobody watches the commentary first. You watch the episode first & then you're like *in a voice* "that was intriguing; jon huertas; I saw him on generation kill. I'm going to see what he has to say about episode 1:10" JH: Wait nobody watches the episode with the commentary on first? I can't tell if he's joking SD: Noo! You're not supposed to! & when you do you go "Oh I don't want to hear this first it'll ruin everything." They Know that. JH, wistfully: That's what I've been doing wrong all these years (I think THIS is a joke tho) SD: There are spoilers!

JH: There he goes trying to make you look stupid SD: You didn't know it either! Nor did stana! Well Beckett didn't. Stana knew bc she read the script Uh yeah that's how it works

SD: the bullpen uwu, look at the floor-- wait I love this scene JH: you're not supposed to stop talking SD: me & castle bond really quick here

Do y'all usually watch it more than once? I mean you read the script & act the dang thing & yeah you watch the final episode, but do u usually watch these things more than once? JH: You don't watch it over & over again like I do? SD: no, I don't. Once, & then I burn it

KR: checked my wallet for condoms & showed me his gun collection. My hands were shaking so bad I could barely put on the corsage. JH: did that actually happen to you? SD: no. improv: "yes and" SD: I mean yes SD: I mean no

I like how actors get together & talk about building the scene rather than just reciting lines & movements. JH, sounding like he's leaning back, crossing his legs, & folding his arms behind his head: Ladies & gentlemen, it's not on the page, this stuff has to be cultivated. [...] SOMETIMES directors /j

KR: Ask "Hard Candy"? Good luck. RC: "Hard-- hard Candy"? JE: Assistant U.S. Attorney Candace Robinson. She makes mobsters cry. JE, cut & improvised: & she's hot too KR, " " whispered: No she's not JH: but she IS hot SD: no yeah she is I know but yeah, but we have to have-, a lot of times what we do with esposito & ryan, (or at least idk if we've made this consciously as a choice, but) we sort of make opposite choices, which is fun. Subconscious? These two have great on-camera chemistry, they really seem to work well together SD: Like you feel one thing, I sort of check in we're like "what are you thinking during this scene?" JH: Yeah it's true. I feel the right thing, you kind of feel the wrong thing /lh (oh wait there's more after this) SD: Yeah no what I do is I go after the wrong thing. that way there's a foil &, I look stupid, yeah. *JH laughs* No we just make a choice of like I think she's hot, you think she's hot, no I think she's mean JH: but you're doing that just to, just to do the opposite of what I'm doing SD: well that's so there's conflict JH: you, your character actually thinks that she's hot (cause who wouldn't...) SD: conflict is the nature of drama (maybe that's why she's hard candy: mean but pretty) JH: That DA right there was hot SD: She is!but she's mean to me JH: That's the hottest DA we've ever seen SD: but she's mean to me I can't look past the facade of that (ok is that "me" or is that "me as Ryan"?) SD: so this is the example of the kind of things that we like to choose. I like the insight into the characters but dang this was just a funny argument JH: ladies & gentlemen, pay attention to seaon two, I'm lobbying to get her as my love interest for season two SD: let's see if that happens JH: pay attention to season 2 SD: like a kid in a candy store: jon huertas.

JH: u probs know we shoot this in LA SD: WE DO??? JH: this street looked so much like new york I thought I got left out *SD casually drops that this was where the french dip snadwich was created*

yeah I love good use of lighting *in souther accent* he talks like this, *starts repeating his lines but with an alabama accent*

SD: why do they have to make jimmy the rat moran irish? Bro moran is of irish origin but also a hella spanish name so when spain colonized the americas it became a native american hispanic name too... context again, I LOVE the tech props, they make this stuff real, you can actually scroll & stuff! JH, with heart eyes: I love our crew JH: abc <3 beacon <3 SD: u'r kissing up to them JH: I'm trying to get the DA to be my love interest!

*talking about bailey chase & his pretty jawline & killer talents* SD: I think he gets embarrassed when we talk about him like this I hope he watches this JH: he doesn't watch the commentary SD: I'll tell him, I'll text him right now

yk sometimes I can't tell who is talking, huertas/esposito or dever/ryan. With their faces it's ok bc I can often lip read (supplementally, I can't read lips alone,) but in the commentary I can't see their faces. A least with the commentary they usually say which one is talking. They probs do with the regular ep too, I just rely more on the lips during the real episodes than the captions. It's times like this I realize I really am hard of hearing. I sometimes forget I'm HOH bc I can still hear, but then I realize in situations like rn that, well, full hearing ppl don't have these issues. suspense, drama comedy-- *interupts* & horror! (castle with the severed head)

both: uwu molly. She has really grown up! JH: now I'M feeling protective of her. who is this kid, Who Is This Kid? Hold up, who is this kid let me see this kid. Don't say the wrong thing [or] I will come through this microphone [& beat u up] laughing silently trying not to laugh for real & disturb my family

SD: I think I had that tie when I sang in show choir in sophmore year in high school

both: I live in castle's loft. SD: I bring a cot upstairs JH: I sleep in his bed. that's right nathan I sleep in your character's bed *NF+SD doing christopher walken impressions* ngl I love the captions. HUERTAS: (IMITATING CHRISTOPHER WALKEN) Seamus, & that's IT for this line of subtitles, they can only fit ONE WORD on that he actually said SD: Nathan & I were doing it, Jon kind of felt left out he's like "why can't I do a christopher walken?"

good morning I'm back & WOW this ep is taking a long time & I actually didn't have a good workout bc they're so funny I quote every funny line but everything they say is funny argh

WOAH HOLD ON captions said that was dever but DANG that was SOME VOICE

I'm p sure we DO see his face?

JH: bc you're mean to people SD: People are mean to ME!

SD: I was ordering chinese, do you remember? JH fondly: yeah I do SD: wasn't scripted tbh I was /wondering/ what he was doing on the phone. They probably have each other's favourites written down on a list on their phones so they can order enough to share, like my mom-- ooh that would be a good plot point in a fanfic, they find out valuable information by seeing people's food orders in the notes app. maybe they find out who the next-of-kin are if they don't have an identity (they could get that from the phone number-- UNLESS IT'S LIKE ME UNTIL I WAS 19: DIDN'T HAVE A PHONE PLAN), they could find out who the killer is by whose favourite is at the crime scene or the ginger beef sauce around the vic's neck from strangling them, they could go to one of the restaurants & the waiters probably heard smth abt the conspiracy or they could get descriptions of each of them or they could get pics from security footage, idk I think it would be a fun plot point

both: those two mess up & WE are STILL the ones doing the legwork

what? IS THIS WHAT USA HEALTHCARE IS LIKE? YOU GET KICKED OUT OF YOUR ROOM & THEY WORK ON YOU IN THE PARKING LOT SO A SHOW CAN FILM THERE??? oh btw espt's jacket & ryan's shirt, both rly nice. patterned.

SD: "You have to take that axe to my door? I understand, it's for hollywood." We get some very understanding people in this town JH: I think they're understanding because we usually pay them about ten thousand dollars a day

Apparently that thing I hate is called rack focus. it kinds sucks Bill Roe, DP. I love a good dp, I wanted to be a DP at some point, but mister roe PLEASE chill with the focus tricks, t' hurts me eyes.

JH: if he does anything wrong seamus I'm going back thru this microphone Don't you... GET YOUR LIPS OFF... *gasps* Aw that was quinn's fist onscreen kiss ever! Good for her *both clap for her*

u right, I'm glad they are talking abt the music

Oh AM himself wrote this script. Three days!

SD, half an episode after joking about going upstairs with a cot: is there anything up those stairs? I'm awlways scared to go up. JH: I think she actually has a bedroom up there SD: I think she does I think she lives there bc she's underage she's sort of JH: yeah SD: that's where she gets homeschooled

HOLY CRAP MOLLY QUINN IS A VIOLINIST? HECK YEAH! & SHE PLAYS ELECTRIC? OOF THIS IS SO GOOD I NEED TO GO VISIT MY FAVE MUSIC SHOP NOW BC HHHHH I WANT AN ELECTRIC FIDDLEOLA but every electric violin gets bought immediately. oof. Plus I'm probably more likely to get an acoustic electric fiddleola/5stringed violin. I have my eyes on a mandolin tho. Once, dad called a mandoline slicer a "banjo" but fun fact a banjo is another name for a spider, like for deep frying things. I said this to him over text & sent images & then he just sent me a pic of an arachnid.

you're right there ARE many people for a saturday morning... SD/KR: see what happens when you buy an espresso maker? it gets ABUSED castle

SD: is this the last scene we shot together? JH: DON'T MAKE ME CRY IN THIS

SD: nice cup i have there JH: barack obama walk

I love these two bc they KNOW things, they know themselves best so they can point out what was going on in their head during scenes as well as stuff like lighting & music & another actor's first kiss & stuff. wait was that line improvised? did you really make JH have to hold back a laugh on set? "how come he's drinking & sayin his line at the same time?" Glad they're talking abt the mug bc I HAVE noticed that ryan has a specific mug! he DOES change it up for season two JH: that cartoon character on your mug reminds me of you SD: I'm like a clown to you????

SD: Look at that. I like when we're smart. JH: Finally. You know why this is my favourite episode? 'cause you/ryan & I/espt close this case. SD: that's real police work JH/JE: now go get em beckett, we told beckett to go get the guy. SD/KER: that's true. "Go get them, guns drawn. I mean we'd do it but we have a knicks game to go to." I think is what... the line that got cut JH: that's what was going on. SD: that line is gone now JH/JE: we know what happens when we go get people. we tackle them. SD/KR: YOU tackle them, I pull my gun. & then-- but you tackle them really well so I don't.. I don't encroach on your territory JH/JE, chuckling: well thank you SD/KR: yeah JH/JE: You can next time [if] it's a big guy. SD/KR: I might tackle JH/JE: if it was this guy? (onscreen is a somewhat tall, fit, somewhat buff, def strong, like fbi trained man) SD/KR: uhhhhhh I don't think I'd tackle him JH/JE: we'd both need to tackle him SD/KR: I think we'd both need to. He's a tall feller. *silly voice* that's a tall drink of water. JH/JE: I hit him high, you hit him low SD/KR: hit him high, hit him low

jacqueline geary never would have suspected this librarian

Oh wait he DOES have a mask but it's an oxygen mask

SD: I wonder if that sound is post JH: *ASMRs his mic*

**Emotional** JH: so the episode is almost over; are you...? SD: am I feeling weepy JH: Yeah r u getting sad? SD: yeah a little bit. Were you? just now? too? JH: I was SD, voice high+soft: that's amazing. I'm feeling that same thing. it's like that pull of like uh... **emotional...?** JH: we're like the Corsican Brothers SD: yeah. .. What? JH: we can feel each other (right?) SD: oh is that what they did? **yeah nice segue from emotional to whatever the heck this is** JH: cheech & chong's.... SD, laughing: ya oh god you just referenced cheech & chong? JH: come on man who doesn't love cheech & chong? SD: everyone's going to hear that now, & they're going to like, "that's what they do? (watch cheech & chong?)"

JH: *moving the convo to his love interest to-be*

SD: Burn. Facial. ...Psych.

SD: Are we going to get to get in the interrogation room this time? I only went in there once; this whole year. JH: I was only in there once or twice yeah. SD: Don't get me wrong... JH: yeah I want to interrogate somebody. SD: That's a terrible interior there, but... JH: I want to play good cop bad cop. SD: Maybe they'll let us play good cop c- bad cop & I'll, you know... idk, *laughing* maybe not JH/JE: I think you might qualify as the good cop. SD/KR: Really? I c-- you don't think I could be bad cop? (btw I am just remembering all the extras, I like it, the one person by the garbage can is actually caught betting on a murder ordering girl scout cookies next season.) JH: hey SD: You don't know my previous work prior to castle? SD, kind of grumbly: I play a "good guy" on castle JH: I've seen you play a bad guy on... SD: yeah! JH: Ladies & gentlemen (he's said l+g like three times now), Seamus Dever. I saw him on an episode... (wait it's déver? I thought it was deever lol, bc of the e after the consonant probably, stupid english.) SD: Don't promote other network shows they don't like that, it has to be smth that's on ABC JH: another crime... *SD laughs* JH: I don't,, I don't think so JH: but it was another crime procedural; i saw him play the bad guy on there & I was impressed. SD: I used to play nothing but bad guys. I'm happy to play a good guy

sorry it just reminded me of the USOUD google forms version JH: you played nothing but bad guys? SD: yeah for a long time there. It's nice playing good guys tho!

SD, talking about story structure: it's the climax, the cliffhanger JH: r u allowed to say climax? SD: YES. IT'S A LEGITIMATE WORD JH: I just thought maybe SD: in composition JH: the censors might feel weird SD: no, No! SD: it's in english composition class! JH, softly: climax JH: idek what it means except for "climax" SD: No! I mean well maybe if you wouldn't have you know maybe If you'd gone to school a little bit more JH: pfsouhuh (I can't tell who says the first "why") SD: "Why? who needs that? I'm going to become an actor" JH: I'm like kobe bryant. I'm like the kobe bryant of the acting world dude SD: "I'm like kobe bryant, I don't need to..." He's pretty smart though he speaks like three or four different languages, I was surprised by that. (the only shocking thing is that he's american. A lot of europeans I know speak a dozen languages. Mom's first language, dad's first language, the language of the place you live, the secondary language of the place you live, english, another language just for fun... Personally I already speak fluent english & conversational french, tourist-talk in japanese, baby-talk in cree+michif, & then I know a few words in a ton of languages. I want to be fluent in eng, fr, cree+michif (michif is basically half bad cree & half bad french), ASL (I used to have a somewhat functional sign language with my friends at school, it worked for playing tag & stealing candy or complaining at my gramma's bc I taught my brother, but it was all conlang & direct translated english), japanese, & then german, spanish, mandarin, tagalog, & then all other languages too lol bc I like them, portugese, swedish, italian, arabic, hebrew, anishinabe or ojibwe (ojibwe is an anishinabe language like potowatome is an anishinabe language, but ojibwe is also v similar to cree), Gaeilge+Gàidhlig, bungee (which is gaelic+ojibwe), ukranian, dutch, finnish, welsh, inuktitut, cantonese, greek, hindi, punjabi, mauri, russian, Mohawk+Oneida+Onondaga+Cayuga+Seneca+Tuscarora & Cherokee, Mi'kmaq, Innu, Tigrinya, greek, turkish, korean, just all the languages. This list is /kind of/ in order of most important to least important to me btw. By the end it kind of devolved.)

SD+JH: How did we get to talking about kobe bryant? I don't care abt sports at all.

We were at a nice restaurant we thought we had an hour "do do-do do-do, I'll have the steak frites" & the producers were like "uh we're trying to shoot" "can we get this to go?" this really nice lunch "can you pack it up in styrofoam for us?" they were like what?

*announcer voice* this has been Seamus Dever playing detective kevin ryan! & i'm jon huertas ; ) you know who I play 😏

Well that was a lot harder to sit through. it is literally 14.20, 2.20pm, I have not even watched a single ep of castle in my solo watch yet, I was just finishing up from last night. holy fuck. This was supposed to be "you don't need to comment anything dom" but then they were hella funny all the time & I woke up late & can you believe I still need to do a bunch of lessons for work? ugh

[narhinafan]

Almost all nh fan fics writers praises sakura strength, beauty and make her useful in their plot and even romantically ships ss and always shows sasuke madly in love with sakura or sasugay being tsundre for pinky in their naruhina fics but if we see ff written by ss or sakura stan than they always degrade naruto and show weak hinata, make her crybaby, insecure and jealous and change her apperance as their flatboard self insert and even shows naruto being still attracted to their pink trash💀 nh stans never degrade her and always praise and boost trashkura in their fics which always made her oc than original manga but sakura ff writes always love to degrade nh in their fics💀

I mean a lot of NaruHina fic usually only pair Sasuke with Sakura just cause it was the canon ship. Though many also do Sakura the same as in canon and hence end up bashing her as well, but many of them also tend to try and take a neutral stance when it comes to writing Sakura.

You are right though almost all Sakura fanfics degrade Hinata and Naruto unreasonably. At least when it happens with Sakura there are canon reasons why.

[rhetoricandlogic]

A Man Lies Dreaming by Lavie Tidhar review – a noir novel about the Holocaust

Adam RobertsA Holocaust novel like no other, Lavie Tidhar's A Man Lies Dreaming comes crashing through the door of literature like Sam Spade with a .38 in his hand. This is a shocking book as well as a rather brilliant one, and it treats the topic of genocide with a kind of energetic unseriousness.That hasn't, of course, been the general approach. Personal testimonies by the likes of Primo Levi and Elie Wiesel harrow their readers, and are supposed to. Howard Jacobson may be famous as a comic writer, but when he writes about an imaginary Holocaust in his latest novel, J, the comic sparkle goes out the window and he assumes the dour demeanour of a man writing about Serious Stuff.

Latterly, though, there's been evidence of a shift in tone. Timur Vermes's Look Who's Back, translated into English earlier this year, uses Hitler to score darkly satirical points at the expense of the YouTube generation. Martin Amis's The Zone of Interest finds a grim kind of comedy in the death camps. We can trace this approach back to Roberto Benigni's 1997 Oscar-winning movie, Life Is Beautiful, a film that dared to tell a lighthearted Holocaust story. For many, of course, laughter is simply out of place in Holocaust fiction. But humour is at least ironic, and irony has a better purchase on an enormity so extreme that it defies reason and humanity. Theodor W Adorno famously claimed that writing poetry after Auschwitz was barbaric, and when dealing with the moral abyss of such a subject, "seriousness" can look like po-faced impertinence.

Tidhar's novel treats its grim theme not as a comedy, although there is plenty of caustic humour, but instead as a pulp-noir tale of seamy city streets, gumshoes and lowlifes. It is an alternate history in which Hitler's rise to power is thwarted in the early 1930s. Germany is now a communist state and former Nazis have fled abroad, many of them to London. "Wolf" (the meaning of the name "Adolf") is now working as a private detective. Hired by a beautiful Jewish woman to track down her sister, he goes to work: spouting savage antisemitic and otherwise hateful opinions at anyone who'll listen; getting beaten up by the police; visiting brothels and S&M clubs; and lifting the lid on white slavery and plots by the CIA to overthrow the Red German government. He rubs shoulders with Oswald Mosley, the Mitford sisters and even a young Ian Fleming. All the while, a sinister new Jack the Ripper is murdering East End prostitutes and carving swastikas into their dead bodies.

Tidhar gets the outre tone just right: outrageous sex and violence related in a briskly workmanlike style. And Tidhar's Hitler is a striking reimagination of that endlessly reimagined individual: twisted with hatred, doing good almost by accident. Discovering a group of Jewish women being trafficked for sex, for instance, he beats up their pimp and frees them, even as he rants about how despicable they are. Just when you think Tidhar has gone too far – Hitler with a rubber-ball in his mouth being whipped by a dominatrix dressed in leather SS gear – he goes further. At one point, Wolf is forcibly circumcised by a knife-wielding Jewish gangster. Though introduced into the story as a piece of casual torture and humiliation, by the book's end this mutilation has taken on a more profound resonance.

This, though, is only half the novel. The other half is the titular dreaming man: one Shomer Aleichem, based on the Yiddish author Sholem Aleichem. Before the war, Shomer had been the writer of lurid pulp adventures. Now in Auschwitz, he is, it seems, dreaming his revisionist fantasy of Hitler the detective to escape the horrors of his waking life – scenes that are written with expert, chilling precision by Tidhar. These sections interleave the pulp mystery, and save the novel from becoming simply ludicrous by anchoring it in the reality of suffering. It is a risk, yoking together two such tonally disparate elements, but it comes off. The book manages to provide both the guilty pleasures of a fast-paced violent pulp and the more thoughtful moral depth of a genuine engagement with what the camps meant.

Tidhar, who cut his teeth in the world of genre SF, understands how eloquent pulp can be. His Osama was also an alternate history: a world where 9/11 didn't happen, in which a private detective called Joe is hired by a mysterious woman to locate the reclusive author of pulp-fiction novels featuring one "Osama bin Laden, Vigilante". It won the World Fantasy award. I wouldn't be surprised to see A Man Lies Dreaming repeat that achievement.

Or perhaps turning so hallowed a site of human suffering into pulp fiction will scare admirers off. It is an approach more common in movies: treating weighty subjects such as nazism and slavery through the medium of schlock is, after all, exactly what Quentin Tarantino does. Like Tarantino, Tidhar may find that some people don't take him seriously. But the joke's on them. Seriousness is the least of it: A Man Lies Dreaming is a twisted masterpiece.

[mars101]

Act 5: -> Scene 1: Lee Hyunjae Jaehyun

WRITTEN PART -> (0.8) -> no ss after text

june 10th, 2002.

hey travel diary, it's your favorite girl!! just saw the most hottest boy ever.. ♡♡ ok well i have seen a lot of cute boys while solo traveling but this one is different. this time… we actually talked. he sounds so majestic, a voice so smooth i think im melting as i remember the sound of it

i was feeling brave today and decided to approach him at this cute cafe, i saw him through the front window and i just had to talk to him.

his name is lee jaehyun, but i like to call him hyunjae for fun hehe. we're the same age and he's here for his studies, a semester at the university nearby. said he's deciding to go into business, you know what that means.. rich husband in the future ;)

we're going on a date tomorrow night at this restaurant by his university. the dress code is semi-formal but i'm not sure if i have anything like that in my luggage. he said that it's fine and anything i wear will be beautiful to him..

maybe later that night we'll… dot dot dot :)

July 16th: One day before Yin's Wedding.

The four were now sailing around the island. Juyeon controlling the sails and Younghoon napping on the deck. Leaving Hyunjae and Yin to talk.

“Ah, congratulations on your wedding by the way. I haven't been to one in forever, I'm honestly a little excited”

yin chuckles softly, “im excited too! i haven't been to a wedding since i was a kid”

“It's funny that Y/n now has a grown daughter, I would've loved to have a daughter. I would've spoiled her with anything she wanted.”

“do you have kids?”

“Nope, only a dog, his name's Darong..”

“hmm cute! i've always wanted a pet but i'm always running around doing stuff”

“That's perfect for pets though? Ah wait, how old are you again? I don't think I asked yet.”

“i’m twenty!”

“Oh wow! Twenty, hmm twenty years ago was around the time i met your mother..”

“how did you meet my mom..?”

Hyunjae grins as he thinks about past memories, “It was at a cafe on the mainland, I was there for a semester and honestly I should've stayed for longer if I knew I was going to meet someone like your mother.” Yin smiled softly at the sight of his gleaming eyes while talking about her mom.

“Your mom saw me from outside the window and went inside just to talk to me, the first words she said to me was,” He chuckles while remembering her past words, “hey good-looking, are you single?”

yin's mouth is agape at the idea that her mom was so bold, “no way mom said that” hyunjae smiled while shrugging, “Your mom was very charming when we first met. So charming that I decided to ask her out on a date the next day..”

“you must've really liked her”

“Of course I did. I'm going to be honest. She was the first woman to ever pursue me first. I was always the one chasing after others, which did not work at all, so to have a beautiful woman call me good looking and basically ask me out, I was going to make this a thing."

“and did it become a thing?”

Hyunjae leans back on his hands and looks away from Yin. “Well.. No? We did go on a bunch more dates and were practically stuck together all the time, but sadly, my semester had already ended. I had to go home after meeting the possible love of my life.” Yin frowns at this, “Don't worry, it was years ago, and I'm alright now, came here to possibly become close with your mom again.”

“Oh, not like that Yin, only as friends. I wouldn't want to do that to you when your dad is here. Oh, where is he by the way. I want to see who was the lucky guy to marry Y/n”

“uhm.. i don't know!”

“Oh! Uh.. I'm sorry, what?”

“i don't know who my dad is..”

june 24th, 2002.

no way… he's leaving me :( my hyunjae…

I SHOULDN'T HAVE TAKEN A GAP YEAR, maybe if i went to college right away i could've been in the same uni as him (if i did what jiwoo did and applied to every place we could think of)

i thought traveling was supposed to be fun, not heartbreaking. why does this happen to me :((

first, that beautiful man walked away after making eye contact with me for 10 seconds and now hyunjae..

what's next..? wait, im not going to say anything just in case i jinx myself

synopsis = a day before her wedding day, Yin decides to find her father so he can walk her down the isle, the problem? There's three candidates: Lee Juyeon, Kim Younghoon, and Lee Hyunjae.

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Ship Asks

This is cobbled together from different asks.

who’s the werewolf and who’s the hunter

Ren- Werewolf

Akechi- Hunter

who’s the mermaid and who’s the fisherman

Ren- Mermaid

Akechi- Fisherman

I can see them both ways.

who’s the witch and who’s the familiar

Ren- Familiar

Akechi- Witch

I can see them both ways.

who’s the barista and who’s the coffee addict

*Looks at the game* I wonder.

Although this makes good roleswap.

who’s the professor and who’s the TA

Ren- TA

Akechi- Professor

Ren rotates between correcting Akechi in class (which pisses Akechi off) and flirting with him in class (which sorta pisses him off. But he likes it). The class has a running bet on who's going to ask the other out/who's going to propose.

who’s the knight and who’s the prince(ss)

Ren- Knight

Akechi- Prince

I can also see the reverse.

who’s the teacher and who’s the single parent

Ren- Single Parent

Akechi- Teacher

I can also see the reverse.

who’s the writer and who’s the editor

Ren- Editor

Akechi- Writer

Ren jokes and flirts via edits. Akechi proposes via his latest book.

I can also see the reverse. With Akechi being the most brutal editor. Common edits would be:

"Your grammar is atrocious"!

"Where did you learn Japanese/English"!?

"How horny are you"!?

Who said “I love you” first

Ren

Unless Akechi gets the guts to confess, or gets drunk and confesses.

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background

Ren

Akechi cringes when he sees Ren's phone.

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror

Ren

Akechi finds it cute and sweet, but hates it because he has to clean the mirror after.

Who buys the other cheesy gifts

Ren, most of the time

Akechi gets better the longer they're together

Who initiated the first kiss

Ren, most of the time

Akechi gets annoyed, grabs Ren and kisses him.

Who kisses the other awake in the morning

Ren, most of the time

Akechi, the rest of the time

Who starts tickle fights

Ren

Akechi has accidentally kicked him on occasion when they get too crazy.

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower

Ren, he also invites Akechi to shower with him. Because he knows Akechi gets all shy and embarrassed about asking.

Akechi feels embarrassed to ask. He secretly loves it when Ren randomly joins him in the shower. (He will die before admitting it).

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch

Ren, most of the time

Akechi, occasionally

Who was nervous and shy on the first date

Both

Who kills/takes out the spiders

Akechi hates spiders and makes Ren take them out.

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk

Ren's the jolly/flirty drunk

Akechi's more of a sad/depressed/crying drunk

Rose; Who's more romantic?

Outwardly, Ren

Akechi has his moments and only when they're alone

Tulip; Which one gives the most gifts? Do they know the other well enough to give them something they'd like?

They both do. Ren's a little more confident in his gift-giving. Akechi second-guesses himself and worries Ren's not going to like it. Ren loves anything Akechi gets him and he shows it at night.

Daisy; Which one sings while doing chores? Are they good at it?

Ren- in English, yes. Japanese- maybe (I don't know if the Japanese VA can sing).

Lily; Who's the "fun one"?

Ren

No matter how much Ren fucks him, Akechi still has a stick up his ass.

Dahlia; Do they keep secrets from each other?

They do, but nothing relationship ending.

Poppy; How much do they trust each other?

Akechi takes a little longer, due to his past and his fear of waking up to find Ren gone. He's also not used to being loved and treasured.

Bluebell; Who's more emotional?

Outwardly- Akechi, I mean from the Engine Room and 3rd sem alone. Ren's more conserved with his emotions.

Peony; Which one is the most impulsive?

Akechi

Sunflower; Which one would go to jail for the other?

Both, I mean Akechi already does if you make the right choices.

Water Lily; Which one cares about their appearance more?

Akechi rivals Ann in the amount of beauty products owned.

Cherry Blossom; Who takes the longest to get ready for a date?

Akechi

But both can take long if they're nervous or it's an anniversary.

Orchid; Who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon?

Both, it depends on who needs it currently.

Snowdrop; How long have they been together?

In fics- as soon as possible.

In reality- Years, Akechi needs to work on himself and get used to someone loving him. Maybe 3-5 years down the road, they get together. Have their first time in year 5-7. Get married 8-10 years after getting together.

Strikers ages used are for timeline- R-18 (Birthday between 7-23/7-24 {depending on if you consider when you get introduced to Zenkichi, the first day, or the first day you get control} and 8-31, A-19 (6-2)

R- 21-23, 26-30, 29-33

A- 22-24, 27-31, 30-34

Forget-Me-Not; Are they married yet?

No

[thefairyletters]

aaaAAAHH, when you wrote abt sasusaku and reverse pining like YESSS. I couldnt exactly put it into words before reading your post, but I wholeheartedly agree. it would pose a more interesting narrative for the development of their relationship if the roles were reversed and entertaining to read sasuke going out of his comfort zone

Oh yes, Sasuke trying and fighting to get back what he had initially denied is everything that characterizes a canonically healthy SS romance.

Let's also look back to Sasuke getting welcomed back into Konoha. Now, personally I find it strange that people, especially civilians and several shinobi who didn't know Sasuke even existed within village or just knew him in the passing, didn't react to his presence back in the village. He is one of the most notorious S-class missing nins, is he not? Someone who helped instigating the war in the first place, even though he did help in ending it too? Someone who left behind his village before he even knew what his village actually did to his clan?

He is one of the luckiest characters with one of the most tragic backstories on his back.

Inspite of his long list of crimes, Sasuke was allowed to get away unscathed, something that would have gotten any other person slaughtered without a second thought. Alright, so village values his bloodline and is willing to turn blind eye to every atrocities he's committed against all five villages and whatnot. Understandable, because it's politics.

What's not understandable is the extent of sacrifice Team 7 makes for Sasuke. Particularly, Sakura who was turned into some kind of homecoming gift to Sasuke. He came, poked her forehead (voluntarily!) and left (again!), it doesn't help this pair that the forehead poke doesn't have a very positive intonation to begin with. That means, he also got the girl (broodmare) in the end; the same girl he knocked out and left behind alone on a cold bench in the middle of the night.

I wouldn't deny that Sasuke may have always harboured special feelings for Sakura, but Sakura hardly ever saw him after he left and when she did, it's always an attempt on her life by him. It should be enough to make her question if her Sasuke will ever be back.

I can understand that she never stopped loving him because she fell in love with the boy who was her teammate, not the one who made attempts on her life, so she may have always kept loving him. But after everything – the war, and their angsty moments – she more or less should have just settled with focusing on bringing him back and not on her feelings for him.

If it wasn't for Kishimoto, she would have done just that – not caring for Sasuke's feelings for her and only wishing him to return home to them, instead of getting reduced to blushing mess everytime Sasuke is in her presence. Like life had always been so peaceful and pink. Like Sakura and Naruto hadn't survived a war which probably killed many people and left many more without family. Like Sakura didn't know firsthand how death can affect people. Like Sasuke almost hadn't tried to get them all killed.

Reverse pining should have been important in SS because Sasuke easily leaves everything behind and he gets everything back just as easily. There's no effort from his side – he wants to revive his clan and he gets a willing broodmare who happens to be the same girl he had left behind, he wants his Konoha citizenship back which he recieves handily and then proceeds to leave the village the next day, with only "until next time".

I personally would have preferred Sakura to keep her feelings locked behind a polite smile and only present herself in a very cordial manner to Sasuke. I would have preferred her avoiding Sasuke, if only because she doesn't know where she stands with him and is traumatised by his attempts on her life. This, if he really loved her and wanted to let her in, would have confused him, then worried him and then finally forced him to work his way to build his relationship with Sakura, starting with a tentative friendship. Even a word between them on how they should start over would have done wonders on SS relationship.

I can't stress enough how much I hate Naruto for everything that Kishimoto/SP messed up spectacularly. Sasuke and Sakura are duo embodiments of hypocrisy. In their attempts to make Sasuke look cool and attract sympathy towards his character, Sasuke ended up looking really foolish and withdrawn to the point that he could pass for a toy broken beyond repair.

I would even approve the idea of Sakura accepting Sasuke's hand in marriage only because it is expected of her. After years of pining for Sasuke and then pretend-pining (because change will raise questions), it will be well within her character to forgo her personal feelings and do what everyone expected of her. Featuring Sakura being unconditional in giving him a home, though with sad eyes and warm company, and Sasuke understanding her sadness, acknowledging how kind she was to him even after everything he had her go through, and then trying to win her love by reciprocating the love he had always denied her. That way, it would become a story of love in an arranged marriage. This arrangement would go well in Boruto considering the gratitude that Sasuke shows Sakura from time to time.

The whole idea of reverse pining would have put Sasuke's insights of their relationship into perspective and also given us an idea about his mindset during the times that involved him trying killing her. I personally think between Sasuke and Sakura, Sasuke is the more emotional person. Uchihas are particularly passionate and volatile, but all under the wraps. Sakura is expressive and wears her emotions on her sleeves but is considerably calmer of the two where it counts. Comic relief don't count.

Shippuden either shouldn't have ended without another season expanding upon the reunion of Team 7, or it shouldn't have hinted on any pairings – least of all, SS, which is easily the most complex pair I've come across.

SS is one ship that deserved its own movie than any other. period

Am I clear?

[majestyeverlasting]

These Hands Are For You

Paring: Bucky x Fem Reader (parents to be)

Prompt: Raking Leaves

Summary: The raking of leaves, muffins, and baby kicks on a fall afternoon. A very warm and fuzzy domestic piece filled with lots of love.

Word Count: 1.2 k

A/N: Written for the HBC's Festive Fall (@the-ss-horniest-book-club) because I happened to come across their page. This is a little late, but I still wanted to write a something inspired by a prompt of theirs. I love fall... 🥺

The afternoon air was crisp, and filled with distant sounds of laughter and the tinkering bicycle bells. Though the sun shone overhead, its warmth failed to hold the same intensity of a summer’s day. As you walked out further onto the wooden porch, your arms were crossed over your chest to keep your cardigan secured around your body upon leaving the toasty comfort of the house. Your lips curled into a smile at the sight of Bucky moving across the yard, raking a final spread of leaves into a neat pile. Unlike before, the green tendrils of grass were visible as they reached for the sky. Which meant that you’d be able to see dew droplets in the mornings again.

For a moment, he paused to roll his shoulders backwards. Due to him facing another way, he still hadn’t noticed you admiring him. Clinging to his body was the green flannel you bought him as soon as hints of fall had begun showing themselves. As classic as a staple it was, it had been quite some time since you’d seen him in one. The dark wash jeans he’d paired it with almost looked black, and were cuffed at his brown boots—a handsome look. Especially considering that his chestnut hair had reached the point just past his ears. He’d brought up the idea of cutting it a month prior, but all it took was running your fingers through it and whispering please don’t against his lips for him to forget he ever uttered such words.

When you started heading down the porch steps, one hand supporting the underside of your belly, his eyes finally met yours with a sparkle of interest. As you made your way to him, the quiet crunch of the plush grass sounded from beneath your slipper-clad feet.

The first words he spoke drew a sweet laugh out of you, "Aren’t you supposed to be resting?” He leaned onto the rake and took you in. “Doctor’s orders.”

“Listen,” you ran an instinctive hand over the curve of your stomach. “I don't doubt your intelligence, but you’re not a doctor. ”

Bucky chuckled and gave your forehead a quick kiss. “Maybe not. But I was the one who massaged those aching muscles of yours last night when you were whimpering like a puppy about them. And what did we conclude, hmm? That you’d overworked yourself.”

His blue eyes caught the light of the sun as you fought a guilty smile. “I wasn’t whimpering.” He gave you a look, and a harmless smirk pulled at his lips. “Okay, maybe I was a little. But only because I was tired and really wanted you to,” you said. “I promise I’m all rested now. And baby boy is happy too. He’s been moving around a whole bunch.”

“Yeah?” Bucky’s eyes drifted to your stomach.

A boy whirring by on a bike made your attention divert from Bucky for a split second. One day, the two of you would be teaching your son how to ride one on the same streets. The streets that were worn slightly from travel and lined with beautiful Sycamores. It had been the neighborhood that stole your hearts right alongside the white farmhouse-style house you were blessed to call yours. Upon turning back to Bucky, he wore a knowing expression that made gratefulness and anticipation stir within you all the more. You took a step closer and wrapped an arm around his waist to give him a gentle squeeze. Life with him became both real and more like a dream with each passing day.

Then you remembered the reason you’d come out to him in the first place.

“I have a surprise for you when you come inside.” You looked up at him.

“You do?”

“Mhmm. You’re gonna like it.”

He flashed you the same easy smile that you fell in love with. “Lucky me. I’m looking forward to it.”

When he sauntered into the house half an hour later, he sought you out before taking his boots off. They clunked against the hardwood as he entered the living room, and approached where you sat on the couch. You looked up from your phone, and tilted your head back to meet his lips when he leaned down for a tender kiss that made you relax with a sigh. His flannel carried the scent of the fresh outdoor air. In your senses, it mingled with the spicy-sweet aroma that lingered in the house.

He pulled away just enough to murmur, “Smells good in here.”

“I know.” You pecked his lips. “What does it smell like?”

He straightened up and his eyebrows furrowed a bit. Then he turned towards the kitchen and saw that there was a plastic container filled with muffins sitting on the counter. “Wait… are those pumpkin chocolate chip? Is that my surprise?”

“They are. I thought it’d be a nice treat. Consider it a little thank you for being an amazing husband.”

He smiled with a shake of his head. “It’s all you. You make it worthwhile,” he said. “I think I’m gonna go grab one right now.”

“After you take off your boots.”

He looked down at his feet. “Right,” he chuckled. “Forgot.”

You sat at the kitchen island, watching, as Bucky took his first bite. There was a loving smile on your face. He held his free hand beneath his chin in case any crumbs happened to fall. You admired the clench of his stubbled jaw as he chewed, and felt satisfied flutters in your chest when a hum rose up his throat. It reminded you of the reason why you adored doing things for him: his reactions. They always conveyed his sentiment in such a genuine and humble way. Bucky was a man who did so much for you and others that you didn’t mind the prospect of spending the rest of your life telling him I love you, I appreciate you, I see you, in a million different ways.

“So good, babydoll,” he said after swallowing. “Thank you.”

“Of course.” A small foot pressed against your lower stomach and you caressed the spot. Bucky took a couple more bites before you announced, “He’s kicking some more.”

“Is he?”

Upon seeing you nod, he fed the last piece of his muffin to you before going to wipe his hands with a napkin. Afterwards, he spun you in the stool to face him better. You guided his real hand underneath the tank top you’d layered the cardigan over. His palm was warmth against your skin. Sure enough, the baby kicked in the same spot. You wanted to hold onto the huff of laughter he released forever. More little kicks were delivered.

“I think he likes his daddy’s hands,” you said. “Which makes sense. I quite like them too.” You kissed Bucky’s chin.

The smile that spread across his face caused crinkles to form beside his eyes. “Well, you should. They’re always gonna protect you two and be there whenever you need ‘em.”

In that moment, it only seemed right to accept the overflow of your heart and allow your lips to join with his.

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