#taw&toe

[thisisrealy2kok]

Taw&Toe x Low Classic platform flip-flops in silver

[unholybacon355]

I tawt I taw a puddy tat!

Chaeryeong x G!P Yeji

Word Count: 4.2k

A/N: Another story I wrote a long time ago (almost three years ago). I'm posting it here now because I haven't been able to write anything new because adult life keeps me busy, and don´t wanna let you for months without posting another story. Finally as I always say, I hope you enjoy it.

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Yeji was on all fours on the living room carpet, but not trying to pick something up from under the couch or to exercise. It was actually because of something more wicked and mischievous at the same time, partly because of the outfit she was wearing. She was wearing thigh-high stockings, which had sponges like those cats have on the soles of their feet, a thong that was barely able to cover her penis, and which at the back opened into two straps; giving free access to her ass. And right on her butt she wore a plug in the shape of a feline tail. On her chest was something that looked more like a strap than a bra, it was just thick enough to cover only her nipples. The hairstyle and makeup also perfectly emulated a cat, accentuating her already feline features, in addition to the fact that she had grown her nails to be of a more catlike length. And of course there was the necklace she wore around her neck.

Of black leather and covered with velvet by the part that touched the skin of the sweet neck of the girl. The collar has spikes that protrude outward, but ended in a blunt point so as not to harm anyone. And in the center of the necklace a ring, to which a thin metallic chain was attached; a chain that ended in Chaeryeong's hands.

The younger girl was sitting cross-legged on the couch, watching carefully as the other girl licked and sucked on one of her milk-soaked feet. Next to them on the floor was a plate with milk, in which every so often Chaer would put one of her feet to cover it again; and thus give her kitten more to eat. Yeji meanwhile avidly cleaned everything she could, while from time to time emitting little purrs to show her mistress that she was enjoying it.

“Hmm, you're being a good kitty. That's right, clean it all up. " She put her foot back on the plate and when she lifted it, she watched with amusement as the older one ran her tongue from the heel to the tip of her toes, to catch a rebellious drop. The girl knew that if she stained the carpet she would be punished, and that was what she wanted the least now. All she could think about at this moment was enjoying her feet that she kindly offered to her, and how she would be rewarded if she left them clean.

"Kitten, do you want a prize? You've been good so you deserve it. " Chaer asked, removing her foot from the pet's mouth. All the girl gave in response was a meow, which she interpreted as an affirmation. So Chaer threw a towel to the kitty to dry her feet, and when she had finished she pulled on her chain to get her closer to her, staying between her legs now open. "You want this?" She asked her gently, patting between her crotch barely covered by her underwear.

All Yeji did was open her eyes eagerly and shake her head in affirmation. She was going to play her role perfectly, not for nothing had she spent hours putting on makeup and dressing for the occasion. No, she wasn't going to screw it up; and she was not going to speak unless her mistress told her expressly.

At the expression of the kitten, Chaer raised her hips, allowing the pet to take the thong by the straps and slide it down her thick thighs, until she brought it to the ground. Then she lifted her right leg and put it on the elder's shoulder. "Come." It was all she needed to say to get the pet to lick her lips before starting to place little kisses on her left thigh. Yeji adored the girl's thick and perfect thighs, she loved watching her dance and watching her move them. Every time they were on stage it was difficult for her not to admire her, as if she were a goddess to worship. But what she was really worshiping at that moment was the perfect sight she had in front of her. Chaer's beautiful lips parted slightly for her, radiating warmth from her anticipation. The small clit swollen with the hot blood that ran through her entire body, and a patch of hair neatly trimmed in a triangle.

Slowly the kisses approached the center, where, thanks to the caresses, the girl's natural humidity began to be present. She then placed a soft kiss on her lips, before tracing her vulva from the bottom up with the tip of her tongue; as if she were a kitten grooming her mistress. Immediately the musky taste and pleasant aroma of Chaeryeong flooded her senses, clouding her mind and causing her to lose some of her self-control. So she plummeted to eagerly devour the sweet delicacy that the girl was offering her.

She only used her hands to caress the girl's fleshy thighs, since the center was skillfully attended to by her tongue; and she didn't need more to drive her crazy. Judging by the moans coming out of the younger’s mouth, Yeji's abilities were more than enough to make her touch the sky. The kitten traveled the entire vulva with her tongue, without forgetting any corner. Her lips were well cared for, and the sensitive bundle of nerves that was her clitoris never failed to receive its dose of pleasure from her. The sweet nectar that emanated from the girl was greedily devoured by the older woman, but even so her fluid began to run down her chin.

"Yes, like this." She was able to say between moans "A-a li-little faster. I-I will cum in your face. ”The order was given and Yeji obeyed it instantly in order to receive her second reward of the night. She increased the pace of her frantic licking and accelerated her pace now using her entire mouth to devour the girl sitting on the couch. The leg around her neck tensed and pulled her closer, and the girl began to lift her hips to get more friction; that's when she really knew that her mistress's first orgasm was near.

With no other warning that a louder and longer moan than the previous Chaeryeong came on Yeji's face. Not even with her mouth attached to the minor's vagina, she wasn’t able to catch all the nectar that she threw. Thick drops collected all over her face and slowly fell down her neck. She began to meow loudly as a sign of thanks, because she really loved that part of the sex, while her mistress kept panting and trying to control the spasms that still engulfed her.

“MEEEEOOOOWW !! MEEOOOOOW !! " It was all the kitten said to let it be known that she was grateful for the prize she had been given. Then her mistress pulled on the chain and she knew what was next. She climbed up the couch, and across Chaer's naked body to go kiss the girl's neck. Little by little it began to rise to the chin and then to the pair of eager lips that waited for her to share the nectar, because if for Yeji and Chaer there was something in life that was worth sharing, that was the delicious taste of the minor. The kiss was passionate from the first moment, as was usual between those two when sharing such a precious delicacy. They needed each other and sought the delicious flavor at each other's wedding, and for a second they forgot the perverted game they were playing. They stopped being the kitten and her mistress, to become two lovers who only tried to devour each other in an endless kiss. But everything has to come to an end at some point, and the girls had to part with gasping for air.

The youngest bit her lip and now it was she who, after a moment's hesitation, reached for the pet's neck to kiss the skin that the collar left exposed. With the hand that was not holding the chain she opened the clasp of the bra, freeing the small but firm breasts of the older. She then began to caress them and trace circles over the hardened nipples, as they kissed again. She was an indulgent mistress and she knew that her kitten deserved all kinds of rewards for making her feel so good, for making her came in that way. But she knew that wasn't enough, for she clearly could feel a bulge pricking her stomach.

Yeji was straddling the younger, and her hard erection was stabbing into her stomach. Her thong barely contained the girl's hard cock in an almost painful way, so Chaer untied the straps at her sides and took it off. Releasing her erection to stain the girl's abdomen with precum. The kitten's arousal was so evident that now a small thread of semen connected the younger's stomach with the older's hard cock.

Without saying anything, as the words were superfluous between them at that moment, she wrapped her fingers around her hard shaft and began to pump slowly. The moans and meows were immediate. Yeji liked what she was feeling and she let the other girl know. They reconnected her mouths in a kiss, while she increased the pace on the erection. She knew the pet would last even less than her, she could tell by the way her shaft throbbed, by how the blood pumped harder and harder under her firm grip. The way the girl squirmed and moaned, even when they were kissing. She wasn't going to last much longer, and she was determined to make it last even less.

She broke the kiss and instantly she could see in the girl's eyes that she needed her and wanted her lips back, but instead she preferred to tease her a bit. "You like it? Are you enjoying it? " She asked with a smile on her face. “Do you enjoy it, pathetic little pet? I know you love how I touch you, I can feel how hard you get. I know you want to come, I know you want to throw your cum on me. " The words were clearly fulfilling her objective, as the cock seemed about to explode “MEEEOOOOWW !! MEOOOOOW !! " She meowed again in response, for she knew that even under these circumstances she was not allowed to speak. But she clearly believed that she was getting more than she deserved for being the girl's personal pet. Maybe for her being the pet was the real prize.

“I allow it for this time. I want you to throw your load on me, ”To tell the truth the rhythm with which she was moving her hand was getting a bit erratic as she was starting to get tired, but she was not going to abandon her kitten in a moment like this. She stood her ground and even increased the sway as much as possible, because she knew she would soon be done. That was for sure because the pet had hidden its face in her mistress's neck, where she was still meowing and moaning in equal measure. And just as she had only moaned louder when she came, Yeji gave a meow longer than the previous ones and started squirting semen on Chaeryeong. Thick traces of the slimy substance found their way to the girl's chest, covering her brown nipples and beginning to trickle down to her abdomen. But even so, he did not let go of her shaft, nor did he stop masturbating her until she had completely overcome the horgasm. Then she brought her hand to her mouth and wiped the drops of semen that had dripped between her fingers with her tongue. The taste was sweet, because the girl took care of her feeding her in order to obtain that flavor, it was nothing more than a small detail for her mistress.

"Look what you did. Now you should clean it. " That was not a suggestion and Yeji knew it. So she turned her face away from the girl's sweaty neck and without dismounting her legs, she bent down to clean all the semen that she herself had spilled. Her tongue tickled Chaer wherever she passed, making her wince at the pet's licks and hickeys. But even so she didn't stop cleaning it. She made sure her abdomen and breasts were clear of any trace of her seed, taking perhaps more care than was allowed on her nipples. Big brown nipples that hardened like rocks at the dance of her tongue, but she loved them that way. She loved sucking them and feeling them in her mouth.

When she was finally convinced that she had cleaned her well she straightened up and opened her mouth sticking her tongue out, to show Chaeryeong the semen that she had collected for her. Then for the second time that night they kissed as if their lives depended on it, also sharing the fluid of one of them. The semen passed from one mouth to another and returned to the previous one, driven by the frenzied dance of tongues that was taking place between them. They enjoyed it, they savored it, they shared it and they swallowed it little by little in almost equal parts. Because if for the minor there was something in life that had to be shared, that was Yeji's semen.

When she had already swallowed all the semen they separated but did not stop looking, her eyes were still fixed on those of the opposite, while they gasped to try to catch their breath. They looked at each other with an almost animal need, but you could still find hidden love behind all that lust and passion. Their bodies were already hot and sweaty, although the night had only just begun for them.

"Go get my toy." Chaer said smiling with a half crooked head. Yeji smiled back at her and got up with little meows, as she knew what was to come was going to be good. Then she went to the bedroom in search of one of her favorite toys, while Chaer watched her shake her butt with the feline grace that characterized her. The chain hung between her breasts and the plug with the tail brushed the walls of her butt, causing her erection to gradually get hard once more.

She came back almost instantly, carrying a bottle of lube in one hand and a strapless strapon in the other. A dildo of considerable size, which had a smaller tip at the other end. Yeji loved that toy because it allowed Chaer, who didn't have a cock like she, to fuck her ass to exhaustion and even beyond it. She couldn't help biting her lip in anticipation of how she was going to feel in a few minutes, or how she was going to be used.

She arrived in front of her lover and knelt in front of her spread legs again, before starting to lick and suck on the smallest tip of the dildo. She made sure to coat it well with saliva and warm it with her breath, before going over Chaeryeong's folds with the toy. She then introduced it into her slippery vagina, earning a moan from her mistress. Who was already ready to give her the final award. Or maybe it was Chaer's reward, you could never be sure with the two of them. The only unquestionable truth was that she loved to fuck Yeji's ass in every position she could, and that Yeji loved that too.

"You already know what to do. Where do you want it?" At least the pet could normally choose where and how it was to be fucked. So she handed the lubricant to her mistress, and without further ado she turned around and, moving a bit away, got on all fours right there. Tonight she wanted it on the soft carpet in the living room, but she was still aware that if they stained it she was going to receive punishment.

A sudden movement in the plug pulled her out of her thoughts, her toy was slowly being removed. With care of her Chaer was withdrawing it little by little, because the girl's ass had adjusted around the toy that had already been inside her for a couple of hours. When it was finally out of her she felt empty, and somewhat vulnerable without her tail; she didn't like to lose her feline look when they were playing. After all she had prepared a lot for the occasion, and she didn't want anything to ruin it. But she, too, knew that soon her tail would be replaced by something bigger, and that she was going to enjoy it even more.

"God, your butt looks so perfect like this ... So delicious ..." Chaer approached her pet's ass and in the same way that she had eaten it, began to lick from the scrotum to the girl's anus. Until she concentrated on savoring her lover's delicious ass, drawing little circles with her tongue and pressing the tip of it into her wrinkled opening. Chaer certainly loved the sweet taste of that ass, and she didn't mind eating it even though it was sweaty after practice; or clean and perfumed like now. All she wanted was to immerse herself in the taste and aroma of her kitten to make her as wet as possible, before using that ass in a different way. When she was finally satisfied and her hunger was sated, she spread a generous amount of lubricant on the area; before also smearing the part of the dildo that protruded from it.

"Open more for me." Chaeryeong wanted her open and surrendered, and that was what she was going to get from her as the obedient pet rested her chest on the floor and used her hands to spread her buttocks from her. Seeing her offer herself in that way, the child aligned the toy with Yeji's entrance and pressed a little, then moved away from her and pressed again. The first time she encountered some resistance, but then the toy's head came in aided by the lubricant. She then began to draw and insert the tip, observing how the anus remained open for a few seconds when the toy was out of her; and then it would slowly close again. So she was getting used to it until the false phallus could enter and exit without problem, then the real fun began.

Chaer took her pet by her hip and pushed the toy deeper and deeper into her. And when finally her pelvis collided with Yeji's buttocks she stayed like that for a moment, before backing away and starting to fuck that wonderful ass. The toy filled the kitten so well and its walls fitted so perfectly, it seemed as if it had been created for the sole purpose of penetrating her ass specifically. The thick phallus obeyed Chaer's movements by following her swaying, despite having no straps. But the truth was that she did not need them, because the tip that was inside her, the smallest, was all she needed to cling to her flesh. In addition, in this way both shared the pleasure, since Yeji's ass was filled and the thrusts made the toy vibrate inside Chaer's vagina. So she could also reach orgasm by fucking her pet's ass. Truly much better than a normal strapon, but not as a real dick.

Yeji could feel how the walls of her rectum fitted perfectly to the dimensions of the toy, as her flesh seemed to suck every inch with ravenous hunger. She wanted this with a growing fervor that made her seem almost insatiable, and the truth was that she could remain being fucked by Chaer for hours as it was a pleasure for her to serve her mistress. And at the same time for the youngest it was a pleasure to fuck her kitten as much as she could.

By now Yeji had released her buttocks and was now gripping the carpet with both hands, as if that would help her to resist the force of the thrusts. She could feel her entire body tremble with each blow, her chest being pressed more and more against the soft carpet each time Chaer lunged against her. All that was heard at that moment was the sound of sex, the slapping of bodies colliding, the moans and meows of both girls. They were both covered in sweat and agitated as they could, both were sore in different places but for the same reason, and both could feel their climax approaching.

Chaer took a firm grip on Yeji's hard cock and began to jerk it off, barely missing a beat. By the way her phallus throbbed and her blood pumped inside her, she could easily tell that the kitten was about to come again, so she began to masturbate her again. But they had to be careful, if she stained the carpet they would be caught, and that does not benefit either of them. So she wrapped her fingers around the tip of her phallus, ready to receive the load, and continued to masturbate her to the rhythm of her thrusts.

Certainly, even if they didn't want to stain the carpet, it was too late, since a while ago Yeji had started to drool like the cat that she was; and now a small patch of saliva had formed near her mouth. She knew she was going to be punished for it when her mistress found out, but that maybe did nothing but turn her on. She might be forbidden to wear underwear for a while, and she would have to go everywhere trying to hide the erection that Chaer would make sure she got, or if she was lucky she would make her wear a plug for a whole day. But all those thoughts drifted from her mind as she began to feel the more erratic thrusts, as the pumping on her cock became less constant to a stop. She then knew that it was her turn to act hers.

Yeji began to move her hips, synchronizing her movements with the minor's thrusts, and at the same time fucking her hand. She could clearly feel her toy pressing against her gut, and that only made her even harder. The pressure on her prostate was already beyond human limits, so with one last thrust on Chaer's hand she exploded. The semen gushed out again from the tip of her cock, and this time it accumulated in the hand of her mistress, who did not let a single drop escape her. And while she was still coming shaking she moved her ass back as hard as she could.

That last shivering movement from Yeji was what Chaer needed to climax as well. The vibrations from her toy inside her were too much to hold on, so she didn't hold it back any longer. She stuck her hips to Yeji's ass as much as she could, making the toy completely disappear inside both of them, and moaning like crazy she came again. This time she did not squirt like the previous occasion, but her honey began to drip down her thighs threatening dangerously to reach the carpet. Not giving herself time to collect herself before she started to move again she flopped back, coming out of Yeji's ass. The toy came out of the rectum of the older girl making a sucking noise, and leaving her irritated anus open for a few seconds; then Yeji collapsed onto her side, panting as if she were a bitch instead of a cat.

Now Yeji was lying on the rug and Chaer was sitting with her back on the sofa. They were both covered in sweat and panting like they had run a marathon, but they also had huge smiles on their lips. They were both sore and their muscles burned in many places, but they couldn't stay that way forever. Chaer put her hand full of semen to her mouth and cleaned it as best she could. The idea of sharing the slimy substance again was tempting, but she decided to swallow it in its entirety because she loved to feel Yeji's semen inside her body.

And so still aching and panting, they struggled to their feet and began to collect their things in silence. Chaer with her toy still inside her, and Yeji with her ass on fire from the hard fuck she had received. The latter she stared at the milk plate she was holding "Lia is going to kill us if she finds out what we did with her milk." She finally spoke to the kitten for the first time since she had started all this game hours before. Then they both looked at each other and laughed together before barely heading for the shower.

"You know" Yeji said once they reached the bathroom. "It's a shame to waste all this milk .." And without warning she threw it on the chest of a surprised Chaeryeong. The liquid covered her breasts and began to fall down her abdomen, mixing with her sweat, and finally reaching to the floor. "Whoops! Now I'm going to have to clean up this mess. " And with a wide smile the kitten started licking her mistress once more.

[auralaesthetics]

Attention Tumblr: my husband and I need your help settling a debate!

In Dune Part Two when Paul and Gurney are sitting on a sand dune in the twilight discussing the coming war, and Gurney says the line "the family atomics" does he pronounce it "uh-toe-mics" or "uh-taw-mics"? We've listened to it three times and we're both stubbornly insisting that we're hearing two separate sounds. Please help!

[mirisss]

A Storybook Love

Han Jisung x reader

Wordcount ≈ 1.2k

Warnings: Angst

Bolded words are the start of a new chapter/a skip in time. 

Just something I wrote as I was inspired by my own life 💔I hope you like it, please reblog if you did. 

Third Person POV

The rain was pouring down, drenching everything in sight. Hundreds of cars were out driving in the streets, filled with people trying to get home and keep dry. The busses and subways were packed with people, grumpy over the weather and the cramped feeling of escaping the rain if only for a few minutes. On the sidewalk, a young couple could be seen running through the downpour from the bus stop to the redbrick house on the street across from it. The couple was laughing, already drenched from head to toe. “Hey,” the boy said to the girl as he caught up with her. They lovingly gazed at each other and laughed as they simultaneously looked up at the angry grey clouds in the sky. As their gazes dropped once more, their eyes met, and the two leaned in closer until their lips met in a wet loving kiss. As their lips parted a few seconds later, large bright smiles covered their faces. “Come on, dance with me!” “But, Ji, the rain” “We’re already drenched! Come on,” With another laugh and a ‘you’re an idiot’ the young couple began dancing with the rain, the hustling of the city, and their own laughter as their music. 

A late summer day, the young couple could be found sitting on a cozy blanket on an empty beach. The waves of the ocean in front of them crashing against the sand and some rocks scattered here and there. The once bright sky began darkening as the sun was setting, moving closer and closer to the horizon to soon be out of sight. The young couple sat cuddled together on the blanket, whispering loving words to each other, telling stories of their day, and sharing memories from their childhood, from a time before they knew one another. “These are the moments I want to keep in my heart forever,” The girl said to the boy as just a tiny bit of the sun could still be seen. “Whenever I look at a sunset, or the sun itself, I’ll think of you,” “Han Jisung, you sweettalker,” Just as the sun slipped beyond the horizon to bring light and day to someone else, the young couple shared a passionate kiss as they welcomed the night. 

The snow had tawed and flowers were now sprouting from the ground. The streets were slowly being covered in color as the white and grey of winter was being washed away by the gentle spring rain. A young boy could be found walking along a field early in the morning, the spring breeze slightly to cold, and the morning dew still wet as his cold hands carefully inspected and picked flowers to make a bouquet. At 8 am, he stood diligently outside the young girls door, flowers behind his back, waiting for her to come and let him inside. “Happy anniversary, my love!” “Happy anniversary, Jisung, I love you,” The girl took the flowers from his hands, she brought the bouquet closer to her nose, smelling the fresh scent omitted from them. “They’re wonderful, Ji,” “Just like you,”. The girl put the flowers in a vase, placing them on the windowsill in the kitchen, letting the flowers bask in the spring sun while she and the boy were to spend the entire day together doing the things they loved. 

“Merry Christmas!” The young woman loudly said as she uncovered the eyes of her boyfriend. The young man gasped as his eyes fell on his gift, his best friends and family whom he didn’t think he’d be able to see this christmas as he lived on the other side of the globe from them. “Darling, this is amazing! I love you, I couldn’t ask for a better gift,” “This isn’t your only gift, Jisung, but it’s the most important one,” The young man leaned in and kissed the young woman on her forehead as his friends and family cheered for the couple. 

The weather was crisp as the snow fell, covering the land in a white cold blanket. Thousands of people gathered outside their houses, waiting for the clock to strike 12. Waiting to welcome a new year with new possibilities. In the midst of the large families, a single couple stood huddled together trying to escape some of the cold. The young man more nervous than ever, prepared to ask a very important question to the young woman beside him. He looked at his clock seeing that it was just one minute left to the new year. “We have been together for 5 years now, and these have been the five best years of my life. Being able to call you my girlfriend has been my dream since I first met you, but from now on, could I call you my fiancee?” He got down on one knee as he brought out a box, lifitng the lid to uncover the engagement ring of the young woman’s dreams. “Yes, of course, Jisung!” Just as the woman said yes, the clock struck 12, hundreds of fireworks were set off as the young couple shared a happy kiss while happy tears fell down their cheeks in beautiful rivers. 

To love someone so unconditionally, could it be real or does such a love only exist in the books? Han Jisung is a man like no other, he must have been written by a woman who dreamt of a prince charming. He is proud of who he is and he always loves with a 100%, never letting his partner question his love for her. Whether it be dancing in the rain, watching sunsets on a beach, gathering flowers at six in the morning, or proposing in a magical way, he does it all. Just like the boys and men from the books. 

(Y/n)’ POV

And that’s just it. To me, someone like Han Jisung does not exist. Han Jisung is very real, and he does all these things. But he does them for someone else. He gazes lovingly upon her, as he smiles as bright as the sun itself, he envelopes her in a warm hug as he whispers ‘I love you’ in her ear. He does it all but not to me. 

The only love I will ever feel is the love I observe in the world and the love I read about in the books. I am not the main character who everyone has a crush on. I am not the side character who has a side plot where they fall in love. No, I have a storybook love. I am the one who loves. I fall for those who smile wide and happily. I fall for those whose eyes sparkle as a starlit night sky. I fall for those who look at me for a split second, making me feel like I exist. Yet they never speak to me. No, because I fall for all those who never love me back for my storybook love is the unrequited one.

[sugarpkts]

FOOLSERRAND Hopeless task OOZE Turtles discover it's secret FHQWHGADS Come on ____ I said ____ IMNOTWEARINGHOCKEYPADS Bruce's response to "What gives you the right? What's the difference between you and me?" (2008) AGAKAKSKAGESH Violent animated nodding react SPIRITOMB Reward for speaking to 32 trainers underground LUIGI Came into possession of a mansion in 2001 DUKENUKEM He's got balls of steel POPPYSEED Pretty good bagel EXPIRE What shampoo doesn't do GOLDENEYE Brosnan's debut OMOCHAO Robotic menu attendant on GCN FUNKOTRON Toe-jam and Earl planet, but it sounds like the name of a dancing robot FINGERS Helpful in a pinch ASTROLOUNGE Album featuring When The Morning Comes, and All Star OBJECTION Phoenix's cry EGADD Inventor of the Poltergust NEPTR Ceaseless pastry tossing automaton GATESMCFADDEN Paging Dr. Crusher KRAID Corpulent, three-eyed green reptilian boss BOSSNASS Leader of the Gungan High Council, if meesa recall CROMULENT Acceptable or adequate, perfectly so DONCHEADLE Boogie Nights actor born November 29, 1964. ABANDONED What Daniel Plainview did to his boy SHAGADELIC Great word for a groovy carpet or parody spy MISTERROGERS Ultimate showdown victor NEN Gon has plenty of it SIXMONTHS Time served for stealing half a calendar NOOKSCRANNY A different sort of Uncle Tom's cabin JENOVA Source of Sephiroth's mommy issues JOCRYSTAL It gives him (38, houston) confidence at work, home, social situations, etc. TANUKI Cousin of dogs legendary for their shapeshifting (and hint for the cabin clue!) TURKISHDELIGHT Starch confection and temptation of Edmund Pevensie REVACHOL BABYPARK Mario Kart stage with extra laps ALMONDS If a Hershey's bar has these it can fuck off LANKYKONG He posseses neither style nor grace, but may handstand if required SHEHULK Alter-ego of Jennifer Walters MONSTERRANCHER Mostly forgotten anime franchise featuring an eyeball, a golem, and a kickboxing rabbit ESPRITDECORPS A feeling of loyalty between fellow soldiers, or officers of the Revachol Citizens Militia CARMELA Mother to Meadow and AJ HALF Type of A press BANSHEE Flying counterpart to a ghost or wraith ROFLCOPTER ASCII transport NUMANUMA Common name for Dragostea Din Tei

DRACULAS Vampires

THESEDAYS Useful sentence fragment for when ‘now’ is a little quick on the draw

MONEYPENNY M’s secretary

KOKOPELLI flute-playing Native American fertility deity and purveyor of fine television sets

MCNAMARA SecDef to Kennedy and Johnson, playable Nazi zombie character

HARVEST Type of moon

CLYDE Rounds out Inky, Pinky, and Blinky

SUE Clyde’s female replacement

WILBUR Caretaker for Mr. Ed

PUDDYTAT I tawt I taw one..

TONGA Polynesian kingdom with over 170 islands

REQUISITE Must have

GRIMOIRE A tome of spells

LAPITUP What racecar drivers and thirsty cats do

CHUMBAWUMBATUBTHUMPING Artist and title of that 1997 hit that can’t be kept down

BOUVIER Marge’s maiden name

[oh-three]

Unit Arrel name pronunciations:

Jurr Arrel (J-er   Uh-rell)

Loktof Shrarruk (L-oak-toe-f   Shh-rawr-uh-ck) 

(his nickname pronounced L-oak or Lock depending on how I’m feeling)

Linaleh Kartosh (Lin-all-ay   Car-taw-sh)

Tindri Lehaka (Tin-dr-e   Lee-haw-ck-uh)

Rakesh Brem (Ruh-ke-sh   Br-em) 

(his nickname pronounced “Rock”)

Vori Dyse (V-or-e   Die-se)

Brakan Mavor (B-rock-on   Muh-vor)

(his nickname pronounced “Brock”)

Trohr Cassusk (Tr-oar   Cus-sus-ck)

[georgiapeach30513]

Now that Bwade has Lo and Hawwy has Kira and Eva, how is Otto doing? Does he still get time with his Dudes or did they (briefly) forget about him? Did anyone need to step in and remind them to make some time with him?

They didn't completely forget him, but he was feeling a bit neglected, and who better to rescue him, than his mama?

🖤🖤🖤🖤

One Car Coming Back

Summary:  Otto feels wonely

Pairings:  Otto, Story, Carter, Blade, Lo, wee little baby Squish

Rating:  pitiful

Warnings: language, sad Otto, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.1K

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Blade Drysdale Masterlist

"Buddy, what’s wrong?” Story asks her oldest baby when presses his forehead against his mom’s belly.  “Otto, what’s wrong?”

“I’ve been twaded.”

“Traded?  By who?” she tussles his hair, and only then does he back away.  “I’m sorry Carter Baizen.  I touched the hair, geeze.”

“At night, mom.  That’s the only time you can do that.”

“Who traded you?” he looks at the fridge, where there’s a picture of the newest family member, Fable.  “Oh, baby they didn’t trade you.”

“Yes, they did.  Bwade nevew cawws anymowe, and Hawwy has giwlfwiends so he doesn’t need me.  And aww I got is you and my brothews, and dad.  No fwiends.  And don’t say Ewwie.  She’s a giwl and didn’t hang out like me and my dudes.  Even Wo, she’s a mom now,” he sighs and pushes his face against her belly again.  “Mom!”

“What?”

“What is that?” he gives her belly a poke, and she pushes it away.  “Another one?  Is there ever going to be enough?”

“No.  Now, I’m going to call your uncle Blade, and either he can get his hiney over here and spend it with my most precious first son, or I’m going to kick his and Harry’s b-u-t-t.”

Otto leans back and rolls his eyes at her, “Saw that son, apologize to your mother,” Carter gives a quick peck to Story, and looks down at the boy.  “Your going to your mom about the issue huh?”

“Yeah and she’s making me sound wike a tattwe tawe.  I didn’t want you to caww them.  I wanted you to wisten.”

“Do you want Blade and Harry to take you out, just you and them?  No Z, Archie, or Brooks?  No Squish, just the kid that made us parents?” pouting up at her he nods.  Okay.  “And since they’re kinda taken, can you three just watch a ballgame or go to the arcade or something?  Your dad has the luxury box, I’m sure that they’ll like that.”

“Mom, it’s mowe fun...” Carter narrows his eyes at Otto for starting to talk back.  “I mean, the luxuwy box is fine, but it is reawwy fun to eat the junk food and hear the cwowd.”

“Okay, now, handsome, you go finish your homework, while I talk to your uncle,” giving her a hug around her waist, and one to Carter he trots off into the school room, and Story turns to look at Carter, “Our baby feels like he’s been abandoned.  If I didn’t understand where Blade and Harry were coming from I’d be pi...upset about that.”

“Aw, my Queen, keep your filthy little mouth for the vault.  You calling?” Carter’s hand rubs over baby number five, staring at his beautiful wife.  “Or you getting your steps in by walking over there?”

“I’m walking over there.  You hold down the fort, I’ll call if I need back up in the form of a cute ten-year-old.  He really does have the best pouty face,” standing on her tippy toes, so they can pepper kisses on each, before she starts to walk towards Blade, calling Harry up on the phone.

“Princess, I already told you, I’m a taken man now, and you can’t just call whenever the King isn’t doing it for you.”

Story rolls her eyes, “That’s not why I’m calling jerk face.  Because of your kitty cats, you have forgotten one of your biggest buddies,” Harry releases a quick and quiet oh.  “No, you know that Carter has season passes.”

“And the luxury box.”

“Otto prefers the food in the other seats.  Beside the point.  I don’t want my baby feeling like he’s been abandoned.  You and Blade are going to make it up to him by taking him to the next Pats game.  And since you both have women in your life, I expect there to be no using him to get women.  Just the game.  I’ll have a bag of Gushers, Pop Tarts, Ring Pops, whatever else you desire.  I’ll make it special and have the car pick you up.  But Otto Ransom Baizen needs his dudes.  Are we clear.”

“Crystal clear, Princess.  Why do you sound like that?  Is the King fucking you?  Go on say it, say the f word.  Does he get anything out of it when he’s fucking you and you’re talking to me?  Do we need a repeat?”

“I’m walking to Blade’s so I can have this conversation with him.  No repeats, you big mouth.  From now on, if I need another cock, I’ll use the mold of husband’s.  Goodbye Harry.  Next Pats game.”

Story pounds on Blade’s house, until you open the door, holding Fable.  She instantly is making grabby hands to your daughter who giggles and coos, reaching back for her aunt Ree.  “What do we owe the pleasure, or are you just getting your steps in?”

“No, I have a sweet little boy who feels that this sweet girl has taken his place.”

“Ree, hey, what’re you doing here?” Blade says coming to the door to give his sister a quick hug and then poking her belly, “Really?  You couldn’t stand seeing a baby and not having one in you huh?” she slaps at his hand playfully.  “What’s up?”

“Bladey, Otto is feeling like you don’t want to be his dude anymore,” Blade’s face falls when he starts thinking of how long it’s actually been since he hung out with Otto.  “My baby had tears in his eyes, bub.  You, Harry, and Otto are going to take our season passes, and I want you to make this a regular thing for home games.  Lo and Fable can hang out at the house, or I can keep her, and Lo get some sleep or whatever you two want to do.  I don’t like my boys being disappointed, and I know that you don’t either.  So can you and Harry make it up to him instead of him feeling like he’s not good enou...”

“Lo, I’m going to the castle, you ready some stuff for Squish, we’re spending the day with them.  I need my scheduled cleared out for every home game.  Ree, I’m sorry.  Did you walk here or drive?  Wait, you walked.  Getting your steps in.  I’m driving.  I gotta get to my buddy fast.”

“He really didn’t mean to,” you tell her, her eyes just look down at your beautiful little baby, and she whispers an I know.  

“I get it.  Babies, they’re a lot.  It’s hard to split time with all your babies.  And you, my sweet Fable, your daddy just thinks you’re magical.  One day, when you’re old, you’re going to go with Otto to games, and he’s going to use you as bait for girls, huh?  Don’t let him have a girl though, we’ll find him one together, okay?  Come on, you can push her in the stroller, that way there’s only one care coming back.”

Masterlist

[symptoms-syndrome]

T chose a new name, it's Tomas. Not Thomas or Tommy or anything like that, pronounced toe-mahs not taw-mas.

[cashewally-sarcastic]

Hey I’ve made a curse!

This is dedicated to @echoing-sounds <3

Also I’m tagging @hyrule-kingdom-updates because I ain’t no coward and I want Quill to see the masterpiece I destroyed

Oh Goddess Hywia, heaw my pwayew. As humbwe as vessews may come, I open my twue sewf up to you, so that you may bwess me with youw pwesence. Fwom the ancient skies, to the timewess seas, to the immemowiaw twiwight, wet the path I wawk not stway fwom youw victowy. May youw smiwe be a wefwection of mine own on these watews.

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Pwease.

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…A thus stawts the houw of connection.

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I’m supposed to be you, am I not? So, if I wewe you, which I am as we just estabwished, I wouwd…speak, a bit mowe. A yes ow no answew wiww do.

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Ok, not a “yes ow no”, an expwanation wouwd be appweciated as weww.

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…Youw Gwace.

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Sowwy, even aftew aww this time, I don’t know what to caww you. Ow…me. Ow…anything.

My fathew says just “Goddess” wiww do, ow “Youw Gwace,” but…weww, I don’t know. It feews weiwd. Fow one, whenevew peopwe say “Youw Gwace,” I associate it with…peopwe. Thewe’s a face behind it. Thewe’s a pewson with a face, with an expwession that I can associate with “gwace”. “Hewwo thewe, you awe gwacing me with youw pwesence.”

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Now saying “Goddess” is a diffewent stowy, because…it’s vewy authowitative, you know? A god, divine being. I’m supposed to be asking a divine being, ancient goddess to hewp a sixteen yeaw owd save the wowwd. How absuwd does that sound…why shouwd I have to ask you in the fiwst pwace? Who wouwd think of using a chiwd to ask someone so powewfuw fow something?

Ow…ask *me* I suppose.

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I don’t feew vewy authowitative.

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But, I wespect my fathew, I wove my fathew. I’ve twusted his wowd fow so wong. Hoping...pwaying...that it wouwd be enough.

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Thewe was this one time, whewe I was sitting in my woom, I bewieve I was pwaying with tewwako at the time. Mw. Astow wouwd come in, compwiment the new featuwes. Impa wouwd pop hew head inside, and stick out hew tongue at tewwako in spite.

Then my fathew, he wouwd come inside, see what I was doing, and say nothing. Say nothing and shake his head.

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One day, I needed a new spwing, and Zawis wasn’t awound. He is usuawwy the one that finds me things. So, i decided to take the wisk that day. I said, “Fathew? Couwd you ask if anyone has a smaww spwing?”

He just waised an eyebwow. “And what do you intend to do with it?”

I answewed honestwy, “Pway with tewwako!” and...he just wawked away.

That night, I tended to tewwako as best I couwd. But he was stiww a bit bwoken. But I managed.

Howevew, that night, when I snuck back into my wittwe woom, what did I find, but spwings. Not just one, ow two, but sevewaw. A whowe piwe of them sitting on my bed.

Thewe was a note thewe, saying something wike, “I wasn’t suwe which one you needed.”

And that night, I smiwed to mysewf as I fixed up tewwako.

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That’s a nice stowy, wight?

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It’s not weaw.

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That’s a stowy I wish I had. I wish I had mowe stowies...mowe...somethings, to justify evewything. Like in faiwy tawes. Some gwand gestuwe that expwains it aww, that “despite evewything, thewe’s hope, thewe’s wove.”

But I don’t have that. I’m not wiving in a faiwy tawe, am I?

Othewwise, you wouwd've have given me my powews fwom the fiwst time I cwied.

Yeaws ago…

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That’s not to say that my fathew doesn’t wove me. I know he does, I know he is doing this fow the gweatew good. Yet...I’ve nevew seen it. I’ve nevew seen the action, the wawk that goes being twadition and duty. He’s awways stayed in his pwace.

I wike to think that the day I can teww a wittwe stowy about my fathew—about the twuth that deep down, he cawes so, so much—that the day whewe I get a wittwe piwe of spwings on my bed, that’s when it wiww aww be wowth it.

But I know that’s not twue.

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I’m not saying the gwand gestuwe is impossibwe, mind you. I’m just saying...it wiww nevew be wowth it.

I don't cawe about “deep down” anymowe. I don’t cawe about the subtweties and the cowawdice. I just want to see something now. Something consistent, something twuwy, twuwy thewe. One gestuwe isn’t enough…

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Goddess, why won’t you gwant me my powew?

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I used to sneak into the wibwawy with my mothew. I don’t wemembew hew face, but I wemembew the smeww. The touch of hew siwky dwess. We wouwd sit on this big sofa and wead about wegends of owd. Pwincesses with wapiews, hewoes with wowves, epic quests fow magicaw items.

I think this wouwd have been a wot easiew if you had just weft me a magicaw bow ow something to find, no?

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But it’s not just wegend, of couwse. It’s histowy. It’s fact. Evewy pwincess, evewy vessew befowe me has fuwfiwwed theiw puwpose. They have aww managed to unwock theiw divine powew. They have saved theiw peopwe, theiw fwiends, theiw woved ones.

And now the time has come fow me to continue this cycwe. Fow me to take on this towch. Fow me to wight the way.

Yet I have no idea whewe I am.

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I’ve been weft in the dawk, you undewstand? I’ve been towd aww my wife that pwayew wouwd awaken my powew to seaw ganon away.

Evewyone ewse fuwfiwws theiw duties with such gwace.

Why am I the onwy one who cannot wive up to hew own potentiaw?

What am i missing? What have I fowgotten?

I’ve spent evewyday of my wife dedicated to pwaying!

I’ve pweaded to evewy spiwit tied to the ancient gods!

Yet stiww…evewything is siwent.

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It’s not even the nice type of siwence.

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You know he didn’t even want his destiny! He avoided it fow yeaws because it wouwd wuin his famiwy. Yet he stiww takes up his wowe with ease.

I want this! I want this so badwy! I want to save evewyone! what am I wacking?! What ewse do I need to do!?

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Wiww you just stand by? Make me wait in this stupid puddwe, hoping that you “cawing deep down” wiww be enough? Is that it?

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I know this is pwobabwy why you hate me. I know this is a pwobwem when it comes to me. I can’t wet this stuff go. I howd gwudges. I wet things festew. But i can’t hewp it! at weast when things get shitty, it’s consistent! Thewe’s a pattewn!

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It’s wike science. Thewe’s wuwes. Thewe’s tangibwe things you can see and howd. Thewe’s pattewn. Thewe’s pwedictabiwity.

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But who am I kidding. I can’t even fix up my own damn guawdian that I made mysewf. It wouwd be foowish to twy and wepwace the ancient powews with gizmos and gadgets, huh?

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You give awfuw advice, you know that?

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I have this fwiend. Heh. You pwobabwy don’t wike him vewy much, and I wouwdn’t bwame you. But I have this fwiend, and he once gave me this wine of wogic. It’s simiwaw to a pwocess of ewimination. You find what’s good, and what’s bad. Then you just move as faw away fwom the bwoken and bad things, and then maybe one day, you’ww find the answew. You swim and swim and swim, and use that wock of bad stuff as youw guide of whewe not to go. Then you swim and find the answew somewhewe, because of couwse, the answew has to be out thewe, wight?

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But thewe’s a fwaw with his idea, that I weawize now. Something that he was pwobabwy awawe of, but negwected to teww me. Maybe to make me feew bettew, ow maybe because he was denying it himsewf.

It’s so much easiew to watch on to the wock.

It’s so much easiew to not swim at aww.

To just sit thewe, fowevew.

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Especiawwy when you’we so tiwed.

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Do you get tiwed, Goddess Hywia?

Pewhaps you’we tiwed of me, awways tawking to you?

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I’m tiwed.

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Pewhaps that’s stwange, and pitiabwe, fow a goddess wike you. Fow someone to tiwe. Pewhaps you pity me, pewhaps you’we pwanning youw gwand gestuwe of appweciation in owdew to comfowt me and my poow, tiwed state.

But I wove it.

I wove that I'm tiwed.

I wove that, aftew aww this time, I can teww you how tiwed I am.

How tiwed I am of being in this stupid dwess.

How tiwed I am, of waiting fow my fathew’s wove.

How tiwed I am, of wooking at aww my fwaws in shame.

How tiwed I am, of compawison, of twadition, of pwaying.

How tiwed I am of waiting fow some spwings on my bed…

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I’ve swam fow so wong, Goddess Hywia.

I’ve been in these watews fow so many houws, I can’t even feew my toes.

But I’m going to keep going.

I’m going to keep going without you.

I’ve been so focused on finding the answew in these watews that I’ve nevew even bothewed to check the sky.

You see thewe was this nickname my mothew gave me…

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Youw stone statue wooks down on me. So wawge, with beautifuw wings.

But I’m going to weave you in these watews now.

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I’ww do this without you, if I must. I don’t cawe anymowe.

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Well?! Anything to say?!

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...Cuwse you, Goddess Hywia.

I hope you’we fwowning when you watch me fwy.

[the--sad--hatter]

The Things We Do For Mexican Food (Bucky x Reader)

#4 and #9 from My Avengers Prompt List

#4 was requested for Bucky by a few people, sadists... :p 

The Things We Do For Mexican Food

“Natasha, my good woman, my good friend, my favorite Avenger…”

 “I’m not giving you money.” She said immediately.

 “How did you…”

“We just walked past a taco truck and you patted your pockets, swore loudly and turned to me. I didn’t even have to use my finely honed skills to figure that one out.” She said, shaking her head fondly at you.

 You huffed loudly and crossed your arms.

 “Clint, my good man, my go…”

 “I forgot my wallet as well.” He interrupted, looking as heartbroken as you felt.

 “Damn.”

 The two of you looked of your shoulder regretfully at the taco truck until Natasha clipped you both on the back of the heads.

 “There’s food at the Tower.” She told you both.

 “Yes, but is there greasy, dubiously safe Mexican food?” You retorted.

 “Yeah, we don’t want food unless there’s a solid 80% chance it’ll give us food poisoning.” Clint agreed, offering you a fist bump in solidarity.

 “How are you both still alive?” She sighed.

 “We have you. You keep us alive.” Clint shrugged.

 “Yeah, our very own Mother Russia.” You added.

 Natasha immediately stopped walking and fixed you with a blank look. One that you knew meant you were about to die. You were suddenly hyper-aware of all the oncoming traffic and gulped nervously.

 “Bye!” You yelped, turning on your heel and sprinting away.

 You sprinted back to the tower, ahead of Clint and Natasha and wandered into the kitchen to look for something to eat. Sam was sat at the counter pouting.

 “Whats wrong with you? Did you taut you taw a puddy-tat?” You asked him.

 “You’re not funny, I don’t know why you keep acting like you are.” He grumbled.

 “I’m hilarious and you’re grumpy. What’s up?” You told him.

 “Barnes.”

 “Ah, what did he do now? Breathe?” You sniggered, opening the fridge.

 “He ‘accidentally’ broke my wings when we were training.” Sam snapped.

 “Aww, poor little flightless bird. Want me to put you in a carboard box and nurse you back to health until you’re ready to fly again?” You offered, smirking at him and pulling out a yogurt with Tony’s name written on the lid.

 “Why are we friends?” Sam asked you.

 “Because I tell all the single, pretty girls that you’re an excellent lover.” You reminded him, peeling the yogurt open.  

 “You do?” He said in surprise.

 “Yeah, I love being able to sexually disappoint people without even having to sleep with them.” You said, making a face of disgust at the taste of the yogurt.

 “That’s it, go away.” He demanded.

 “Noooo, I’m sorry. How can I help, really?” You asked, tossing the yogurt in the bin and giving him your full attention.

 “If I pay you to punch him, will you do it?” Sam asked you with a straight face.

 “How much?” You enquired, idly considering it.

 “100$?” He offered.

 It was a terrible idea, stupid, dangerous… cruel even. You liked Bucky. Well, more than liked. You had a small crush, a small, all consuming, keep you up at night, multiple cold showers a day kind of crush. But you weren’t thinking about that, there were images of taco’s, fajita’s, burrito’s and Chimichanga’s dancing through your mind.

 Somehow, you found yourself walking into the gym with no memory of how you got there. Almost like you were in a trance your feet led you towards the Brunette sex symbol standing next to a punching bag.

 “Bucky!” You heard yourself shout as you approached.

 Everything moved in slow motion as you saw him turn his head towards you, a welcoming smile on his face that faded as your fist moved towards him. Your punch landed on his jaw and the world sped up again as his head snapped back with the force of the hit. He stumbled back and looked at you with wide, confused and hurt eyes.

 Your mind FINALLY started working properly again and the consequences of what you had just done slammed into you full force.  

 “What the hell?” He asked, moving away from you and putting his hand up in case you tried to hit him again.

 “I…. uhhhh, I… Fuck you Barnes!” You stuttered, because apparently your braincells had come back, seen the mess and fucked right back off again.

 You turned around and stormed away, leaving a very perplexed super soldier standing there, rubbing his jaw.

  “You owe me 100$ and on a completely unrelated note, I need you to help me fake my death.” You yelled at Sam as you ran back into the kitchen.

 His jaw dropped and he gaped at you.

 “You actually punched him?” He demanded.

 “Yes?” You said, grimacing and wringing your hands.

 “Like, punched, punched?”

 “In the face, really hard. I hurt my knuckles. And his face.” You said, wincing at the replay of the incident in your mind.

 “Oh, he’s going to murder you. I can’t believe you did it. You punched Barnes!” Sam crowed, looking like you’d just told him the best news of his life.

 You heard Bucky yell your name from the corridor.

 “Fuck. Oh fuck. You haven’t seen me!” You hissed at Sam, looking frantically around the room for somewhere to hide.

 You dived behind the couch before realising he’d still be able to see you and stood up again, panicking. His footsteps grew closer and your eyes landed on the glass window pane….

 “Wilson.” Bucky said, nodding at Sam and looking around the room.

 “Hey. You need something?” Sam asked casually, pointing to the window.

 “No, why are you…” Bucky started to ask but Sam shook his head and pointed at the window again.

 Understanding dawned on Bucky’s face and he walked over to the window and pulled it open.

 “Hi.” He said flatly.

 “Oh, heyyyyy Bucky.” You said, waving at him.

 “Need a hand?” He offered.

 “No, I have it under control.” You squeaked.

 “So you’re intentionally hanging upside down out of the 54th floor window?” He asked.

 “All part of my master plan.” You gulped.

 Hanging upside down hadn’t actually been a part of the plan but you’d sort of tripped a little bit and managed to get your ankle hooked on the ledge. Which, painful as it was, had saved your life.

 “Alright, have fun.” He said and slammed the window closed.

 “No, wait! Come back!” You yelled, having made the mistake of looking down.

 He slid the window open again and leaned out of it with an unamused expression.

 “Want that hand now?” He offered again.  

 “Yes please.” You whimpered.

 “Why’d you punch me?” He asked.

 “Can we discuss it when I’m not about to become a pavement pancake?” You begged.

 “No, let’s discuss it now, while we’re hanging out.” He decided.

 You groaned and made a pathetic whimpering noise.

 “Sam made me do it!” You shrieked.

 “TRAITOR! DROP HER BUCK!” Sam yelled from inside the room.

 “He paid me, took advantage of my hunger driven temporary insanity. I fucked up and I’m very very sorry and I will do absolutely anything you want to make it up to you NOW HELP ME!”

 “Sure thing doll.” He said, and a few moments passed before you were forcibly yanked up through the window and dumped on the floor.

 You flattened yourself to the ground and tried to hug it. Bucky knelt on one knee next to you until you looked up at him.

 “You really hurt me Doll.” He stated.

 “I didn’t hit you that hard.” You whispered.

 “You hurt my feelings.”

 “You have feelings?” You asked, sitting up and frowning at him while Sam snorted a laugh in the background.

 “I though we were friends.” He continued.

 “You have friends?” Sam put in and you but down your own snort of laughter.

 Bucky flipped him off without taking his eyes off of you.

 “I’ll give you 90$ if you forgive me?” You offered.

 “90$ and dinner.” He countered.

 “Fine.” You grumbled.

 “I’ll pick you up at eight.” Bucky said, standing up and offering you a hand.

 “Wait, what?” You asked, confused.

 Bucky just winked at you and left the room.

 “Smooth.” Sam said, nodding in respect at the door Bucky was leaving through.

 “Wait, no, what?” You asked again.

 “Give it a minute.” Sam told you.

 You frowned in confusion, yet again. Dinner… he’d meant you had to buy him dinner, right?

 “Wait, did he just ask me on a date?” You yelped.

 “There it is!” Sam sniggered.

 “I have a date? I have a date! I HAVE A DATE!”

 “I just need one strand of hair!” Someone protested and you and Sam glanced at each other before sticking your heads out of the door to see what the commotion was about.

 Tony was suited up in the Iron Suit and dragging someone clad in head to toe red spandex down the corridor. The red figure spotted you and pointed excitedly.

 “YOU! I want a paternity test!” He yelled.

 You looked at Sam who shrugged and handed you a $100 bill.

 “Chimichanga time.” You sighed happily.

 “PATERNITY TEST, I DEMAND A PATERNITY TEST!”

A/N 

Me: We have like six wip’s, we can NOT start a series based on this one shot...

A voice in my head that sounds suspiciously like Wade Wilson: Or can we? Because what if... 

Me: NO! 

[vannahfanfics]

Fluff Alphabet- Shimura Tae

Hello, all! This here fluff alphabet is for @theqrianana​, who was so kind to donate to my Ko-fi account. Enjoy! 

A-   Activities: How do they spend their time with their s/o?

Tae is an energetic young lady, and so she much prefers to be out and about than cozied up at home with her s/o! One of her favorite activities is window-shopping; she just loves to meander around town and see what the different stores are selling. She never expects anything from her s/o, but major brownie points if they surprise her with a trinket she had been eyeing earlier that day! Though Tae prefers to be on the town, she knows the value of a good night in, too. If the weather is rainy, she loves to sit on the porch with her s/o sharing a pot of hot tea and just watching the rain fall… It’s so just peaceful and calming. She’ll lean against her s/o, conversation growing slower and more sparse as she drifts further into contentment, until she falls asleep! She just can’t help it; she’s just so at ease!

B-    Body: What does this character appreciate about their s/o? What part of their body are they most proud of, and in reverse, what body part are they ashamed of and how do they respond to their s/o gushing over it?

Tae loves her partner’s hands. Holding them, playing with their fingers, lightly kissing their knuckles… It’s just so intimate to her. She’ll also have a thing for her s/o’s hair; she loves if her partner has nice, fluffy, soft hair that she can absently run her fingers through or play with while they’re talking. Her s/o shouldn’t be surprised to find random braids woven into their locks thanks to her!

As for Tae, she has pretty high self-esteem so she likes her body in general, but if she were to be proud of anything, it’s her muscles! Tae isn’t just some old dainty girl; she oversees a dojo, after all, and that beastly strength comes from somewhere! Because she wears kimonos all the time, most people don’t notice, but Tae is very toned. If her partner compliments her on her strength, that’s about the best compliment she could ever receive! In this age, it isn’t like women are expected or even wanted to possess such a trait, so if her partner finds that admirable and even beautiful, ya girl is head-over-heels real quick. Tae isn’t so proud of her hair, however. She just finds it dull and boring; it’s not an interesting color, and it doesn’t have much volume or overall charm to it in her eyes. That’s why she puts it up most of the time. If her s/o ever compliments her hair and especially brings it down to weave their fingers through the silky strands, Tae will get kind of emotional about it, honestly. She likes to be unbothered and strong about everything, so reassuring her insecurity will really strike this girl deeply.

C-    Cuddles: Is this character a cuddler? What is their favorite way to cuddle?

Tae loves intimacy and so of course she loves cuddling! Her favorite way to cuddle is lying in bed, with her arms and legs wrapped around her partner and her face buried into her partner’s chest (or back, if they happen to be spooning. Tae is not opposed in the slightest to being the big spoon, even if her partner is bigger!). Really, though, Tae loves any form of cuddling. Any chance she can she will be in her s/o’s arms. She just really loves the closeness!

D-   Dreams: How do they picture their future with their s/o?

Once Tae is really involved with someone, they become a major figure in her future. She dreams of finally bringing her family’s dojo to its former glory, then settling down to get married with her s/o and have several children, watch them grow up and teach them the way of the sword, and grow old with her partner surrounded by a loving family. It’s simple, but it’s plenty enough for Tae!

E-    Equivalence: Is this character the dominant force in the relationship, are they passive, or is the relationship more or less even?

Oh, boy, is this one a firecracker. Tae has a feisty, dominant personality, so her s/o better be prepared, because she’ll keep them on their toes! Tae is far from a meek, obedient housewife; she still has plenty of independence and sass in her for sure. However, she isn’t completely impossible. She knows the importance of balance in a relationship, and if any big decisions come about, she won’t just wildly do as she pleases; she’ll discuss things with her partner to ensure that both of them are on board. Tae still more or less wears the pants, though.

F-    Fights: How does this character respond to arguments with their s/o? What would they fight about, and who would cave and apologize first?

Tae’s stubborn and so this can lead to disagreements with her s/o. Although she’s physically abusive with gorilla stalkers and lazy white-haired vagrants, she would never hurt her s/o; the same cannot be said for furniture and walls, however. Tae just can’t help but take out her frustration by punching something. It’s rare that fights ever get heated enough for her to resort to such methods of stress-relief, however; Tae will shout and cry and storm off, but once she manages to cool down and think clearly, she’ll be reasonable. Whether or not she’ll be the one to apologize first depends on who she believes was in the wrong, however. Tae has enough clarity and introspection to be able to identify when she was the one to start the fight, but if she decides her s/o needs to apologize, she’s gonna wait for that apology, dammit. She’s not the type for the silent treatment; she’ll straight up tell her s/o that they’re the one who needs to say sorry. She’s never rude about it, just matter-of-fact.

G-   Gratitude: How does this character show their s/o that they are grateful?

Tae almost always expresses her gratitude with a gift! Though she tries, she knows her cooking is downright horrible, and she knows she cannot subject her s/o to that, so she does the next best thing. She always pays careful attention to her s/o’s likes and dislikes, and especially if they’ve been wanting something for a while! If she receives a random gift, she’s always liable to come back a few days later with a present of her own! It’s just how she operates. Of course, sweet pecks on the cheek are always a great way to express her thanks, as well.

H-   Honeymoon: If this character had a honeymoon with their s/o, where would they go?

Tae’s ideal honeymoon is a mountain lodge onsen! She just adores hot springs, and although there are some baths in town, there is just nothing more romantic and relaxing than an onsen secluded in the mountains. A honeymoon is a getaway, after all, and so she just wants to spend some time away from all the hustle and bustle of Kabuki-Cho. Tae will definitely be in a great mood after a small walk through the mountain trails and a good soak in the springs!

I-      Insecurity: What is this character insecure about? How do they deal with their insecurities with their s/o?

Tae has a habit of putting on a brave face. She’ll smile and pretend to be happy for the sake of others, and she is perfectly aware of this flaw. Still, when her s/o points it out in an attempt to get her to be truthful about her feelings, she can get a little down, mostly because they saw right through her. If the relationship is long-standing, Tae will learn to lower her walls around her s/o. It will take some time, but after gentle reassurance Taw will learn that it’s perfectly fine to express her emotions and that it doesn’t detract from her toughness.

J-      Jealousy: Is this character the jealous type? How do they deal with being jealous?

Tae is not exceptionally jealous. She doesn’t mind if her s/o has other friends they hang out with; she knows that people need their space, hobbies, and social interaction. She’s not possessive or a yandere in the slightest. However, when someone comes on to her s/o, Tae isn’t the type to meekly stand by and watch. Tae will start off passive-aggressive, giggling as she hugs her s/o’s arm and nuzzles into them while talking sweetly. If the person doesn’t get the picture and tries to compete with Tae, that’s it; the big guns are out now. Tae will get very adamant that her s/o is unavailable and that the person needs to leave. Only true idiots push the envelope and insult Tae, implying that her s/o would be better off with them; she’s going berserk and is going to beat the crap out of the offender. It’s both terrifying and kind of hot to her s/o, for sure. It takes a lot for her to get to that point, however; she doesn’t want the reputation of some kind of yandere or possessive monster. But damn, she just can’t stand it when people try to literally take away her s/o!

K-   Kiss: What does the character want their first kiss to be like with their s/o? How does it end up happening?

Tae’s definitely the romantic type and so she dreams about her first kiss with somebody! Tae’s ideal first kiss is like every teenage girl’s dream… Her s/o walks her home after their first date, under the moonlight and talking of simple things. She stands in the doorway while her s/o hesitates to leave, then leans in to shyly give her a soft, sweet, chaste kiss. Tae thinks that such things are simply magical! Of course, however it ends up happening is completely up to her s/o, because they’ll likely be the one to decide when the time is right… But if her s/o is a little shy, Tae may grow impatient and just kiss the damn fool herself! You can’t keep a girl waiting forever!

L-    Love Confession: How does this character first profess their love to their s/o?

Tae’s love confession will probably occur in tandem with her s/o’s, as an answer, but not necessarily. Tae knows herself and will be fully aware of when she’s in love with a person, and if the moment calls for such a confession, she’ll do so first. Tae will be a little shy about it, but will speak honestly and truthfully, swaying lightly from side-to-side as she bashfully eyes the ground or her feet… She makes a really adorable picture that’s a big contrast from her strong personality!

M-  Marriage: How does this character view marriage? What is their ideal wedding like?

Tae certainly wants to get married! She wants her s/o to be in every part of her life, and wants to settle down and have a family at some point. Once things get really involved, Tae will actively discuss her desires with her partner, this including; she doesn’t want to waste time in a relationship where their visions of the future are not mutual. Tae has been dreaming of her wedding since she was a little girl, so she has almost every detail figured out already! Tae desires a traditional Shinto wedding, with her in a white kimono and her partner in traditional robes, then whole nine yards. She wants her reception to be the grand affair with all her friends and family invited, because celebrating her union with the people she cares about is one of the most important parts of the entire ordeal to her.

N-   Nicknames: What does this character like to call their s/o?

Tae calls her s/o traditional pet names like “dear,” “honey,” “sweetie,” and “darling.” However, she can get creative as well, preying on inside jokes or embarrassing moments to form quite unique names tailored to her s/o!

O-   On Cloud Nine: What is this character like when they’re in love? Is it obvious to others, or are they good at hiding it?

It’s pretty easy to notice when Tae is in love. She daydreams quite often about her s/o, and one will catch her staring off into space, either just sitting there absorbed in fantasies or even halted in the middle of some task. When one brings up her potential suitor, Tae will grow mildly flustered; not suspiciously so, but a trained eye can notice her shifting gaze and faint blush. When she talks about the person, she’ll grow very animated and very obviously enjoys talking about them.

P-    PDA: Does this character like PDA? If so, what kinds of things do they do in public to show off their s/o?

Tae is an unabashed female and certainly doesn’t mind PDA, but there are limits to what she will display in public. She will absolutely insist on hand-holding, hugging or cuddling, and cute little kisses, but she never delves into the racier side of public displays of affection. Tae adores walking down the street holding her s/o’s arm and cradling her head into the nook of their shoulder and neck. Tae is admittedly a little vulgar, especially if she gets alcohol into her system, so there can be plenty of suggestive lines that come out of her mouth… But if she and her s/o ever want to act on them, she’ll insist on finding a private place to do so!

Q-   Quirks: What random traits or quirks does this character have that positively affect the relationship?

Tae loves an adventure! She’s guaranteed to spirit her s/o away on some new trip or jaunt, and it’s always certain to be a lively affair, especially if the Yorozuya tag along… This lends to the relationship never growing stale or routine and therefore fizzling out. Almost every day, Tae gives her s/o new reasons to love her, or just affirms such with her infectious joy and blazing spirit.

R-    Romance: Is this character a hopeless romantic, or a bit on the low-key side? Are they cliché when it comes to romantic gestures, or can they get a little bit creative?

Tae’s a hopeless romantic on the inside, definitely! What girl isn’t, really? It takes Tae a while to show this side of her to s/o, afraid they will laugh because it conflicts to strongly with her strong, independent personality, but in time she will come to fully express her romantic nature to them. Tae’s generally a mixed back of generic or unique romantic gestures, depending on the day or situation. Sometimes she just takes a book from the tried-and-true to show her affection and/or gratitude, and sometimes there are just things she does that are just so exceptionally her! As expressed, it’s never a dull moment with this girl who is so energetic and full of love.

S-    Secrets: Are there any secrets they hide from their s/o? If so, how do they deal with it when those secrets finally come out?

When it comes to secrets, there is one thing she is going to try and hide to someone she is really pursuing… Her complete lack of talent for cooking! Though societal norms changed rapidly in Edo, cooking is still a very desirable trait for a woman, and she’s terrified that someone is going to break her heart because she simply can’t master the skill! Tae will get desperate and resort to downright comical, absurd means to prevent her s/o from finding out, but finally, when all schemes and options are spent, she’ll finally break down and admit it. It makes her really sad that she’ll never be able to present the person she loves with a home-cooked meal, and she may even cry a little about it. Hopefully her s/o is gracious and finds the trait almost endearing, and will reassure her that there is plenty to love about her otherwise!

T-    Thrill: Does this character prefer routine in their relationship, or do they like to shake things up every once in a while?

Routine? Blegh! Tae can’t stand the dullness of everyday life, especially with all the rustle and bustle of Kabuki-Cho (mostly due to a certain trio of individuals and their alien dog…). At every opportunity, she will try to invent something new and fun for her s/o to do, and she applies this to all aspects of their lives together. Tae wants her relationship to be fun, and not a tether for herself. The last thing she wants is for her life to devolve to just being a restless housewife, so her s/o better be prepared for a lifetime of adventures and shenanigans with this one! It’s truly never a dull moment.

U-   Understanding: Is this character level-headed and empathetic toward their partner, or do they sometimes have trouble figuring them out, which leads to some butting heads?

Tae’s got a good head on her shoulders, but is stubborn too, and so while for the most part she knows what makes her partner tick and can be reasonable with them, sometimes she just has no clue what’s going through their head, either! She doesn’t normally get angry about it, but blue; this is especially true if her partner is hiding something from her or doesn’t want her involved in something. Tae realizes that everyone needs their space, but she just can’t help but be a little hurt by it. If she can’t understand her partner completely and without words being said, then it means to her that there is still a lot of work to be done. As Tae does, though, she will brave the situation with a smile and internalize her feelings, because she doesn’t want her partner to feel bad about her own shortcomings and misgivings. Tae will really need a partner who understands her through and through and will force her to be honest.

V-   Value: How does this character value their relationship with their s/o? How does it hold in comparison to their goals, ambitions, etc.?

Tae holds her relationship with someone in high regard, but she has a couple of bigger priorities, like Shinpachi and her family’s dojo. These things are exceptionally important to her and if her s/o is not willing to share these parts of her life with her, then they’ve gotta go. Tae won’t abandon her little brother and her dream to revive the dojo for anyone!

W-  Wild Card: Any random fluff headcanon that does not fall within the other categories!

Tae loves to stargaze. There was always something so comforting to her about the vastness of the night sky, millions of stars twinkling alongside the brilliant moon; it made all her troubles seem so small and insignificant, and this gave her the courage to face them. Whenever she is sad or stressed, she’ll sit out on the porch and seek comfort in that glittering abyss; of course, she’ll look at them even when she’s happy, too, and this makes the perfect date! Tae can think of a billion ways to stargaze in a romantic setting and never grows tired of it, so if her s/o wants to do something spontaneous and sweet, that’s the way to go!

X-   XOXO: How does this character show affection?

Tae’s strongest language of love is “acts of service.” This can be very obvious, such as doing chores or favors for her s/o or spontaneously bringing them food or drink, or very subtle, such as storming arranged marriages or silently supporting them in their dangerous endeavors… To her, supporting in any capacity is one of the greatest ways to show true love and devotion. Besides that, “quality time” is another way she approaches showing her affection. Just being with someone is one of the most intimate means that she can show she loves someone, and if they are having a rough time, she’ll be by the side the entire time. It’s a bit less obvious than other forms of showing love, but that’s just how Tae is, and she pours her heart and soul into it!

Y-   Yearning: How does this character deal with time apart with their s/o?

Tae will be saddened by being separated from her s/o, dramatically if they are very involved. Like when she is in love, she’ll daydream, but they’ll be wistful visions of the great time they shared together, and one can tell the difference. She’ll be a bit lethargic and lose some of her spunk, though of course she’ll try to smile through the pain and insist she’s just fine. She’ll need a good friend that she can pour her heart out to and vent her frustrations about being apart from her s/o. It helps if her s/o leaves something behind of theirs that she can carry around and be reminded of their presence. Though they’re gone, she’ll have that item and know they’re thinking of her, and that’ll cheer her up a little.

Z-    Zeal: Is this character willing to great lengths for their relationship? If so, how far, and how long does it take to get to this point?

Though Tae can fall in love sort of quickly, it takes her a while to be wholly and utterly committed to someone. She just doesn’t trust and open up that easily, considering how much she has to protect and how dangerous Kabuki-Cho can really be. Once the relationship is established and true, however, Tae is in it for the long haul. She’ll approach it with a lot of zest and heart, and so of course if it ever becomes threatened, Tae will do everything in her power to protect it! If this involves her partner being harmed or threatened in any way, Tae ain’t afraid to get in there and throw hands; however, if she knows the situation is way out of her hands and she’ll only contribute to the issue, she’ll go to many of the tough individuals she trusts to get her beloved back. If the problem is between them only, Tae will do everything in her power to make it right. She’s a committed gal, for sure!

[qqueenofhades]

Flynn helps Lucy celebrate her finally becoming a doctor. Smut always a plus.

Since Flynn is actively delaying the commencement of anything romantic in TAW by… God knows how long,* because of course he is, have a small smutty bit just so we see if I remember how to get these fools laid at all.

*My judgment is real.

“So…. Dr. Preston.” It’s somewhat muffled, because his mouth is working slowly down her stomach, pressing kisses into the lines of her ribs, his tongue toying at her navel before it continues its descent. “Very impressive, mmm?”

“Yes,” Lucy agrees, rather breathlessly, because – well, obviously. She is, believe her, fucking delighted that the thesis has been submitted, the viva has been (the people said amen) passed, and that, pending the list of approximately eighty-six corrections and twelve extra books they want cited, she is finally going to be Doctor Lucy Preston. She’s twenty-seven and she’s probably worked a little too hard for this and the last three and a half years have been an extended kind of hell, but it’s here and it’s over and she did it. She is going to have her name on a doctorate from Stanford University and she finally feels something like an actual adult who might two-percent know what they’re talking about. But right now, well, she isn’t thinking about that. Not so much.

Flynn, for his part, has settled with his chin on her pubic bone, looking up at her with those puppy-dog eyes and that messy dark hair and that hint of scruff, and Lucy has to resist the urge to push him just a little lower. He’ll get there in his own sweet time, that look says, and good things come to those who wait. This is obviously the case with PhDs, but it is also so with hot European boyfriends, and frankly, Lucy is afraid to look too closely into how she managed this one. Garcia Flynn is a few years older than her, also starting his doctorate in history, and doesn’t seem to have any idiotic macho resentment that she finished before him. After everything that Lucy has been through with her mother, never being good enough, to have him be so blindingly and uncomplicatedly proud of her –

(She still doesn’t know how to handle it. She isn’t sure she ever will.)

After a long pause, Flynn runs one hand down her side, along the slim line of her leg, cupping her calf and encircling her ankle. He slides down a little further, bypassing where she really wants him, and kisses the inside of her knee, then the tender inner skin of her thigh. She makes an impatient noise and bucks toward him, but he catches her hip in his other hand and presses her back down into the bed. Even at this, he must be methodical, careful, intense. In other situations, it’s a virtue, but right now, it is making her wriggle with barely controlled impatience. She has put in the work on any number of fronts, she has done her waiting, and she damn well thinks she is entitled to her reward. But “stubborn” gave up and went home when asked to define this man. She is not getting him anywhere an iota sooner than he intends to be there.

“Garcia,” Lucy says, half a whine. “Garcia, sweetheart, come on.”

“Mmmm.” He answers this by planting an even more lingering kiss on the top of her thigh, his mouth warm and soft and tender. She is very wet, and he is being very sweet, but to hell with the considerate lovemaking. She just wants to be properly and thoroughly fucked, and she tugs at him, shifting him above her. He is six-foot-four and proportionate, which can sometime present inadvertently comic situations when they are attempting to be intimate, but she lifts her legs, arching her back. Why must he always be like this? She wants to be mad at him, but of course, that’s difficult when he’s worshiping her. Damn it. And, she has always found, he does best with clear and direct instructions.

“Come on,” Lucy orders. “I want you. Sometime this century.”

He lifts his head from his work just long enough to give her a look that makes her shiver, that she feels to the very back of her spine. He slides up her, bracing his weight on his elbows, as she grips hold of his heavily muscled upper arms. He still won’t tell her exactly what he did before deciding to go back to school, but it seems to involve a lot of working out and/or running around and shooting things, which is… not entirely a bad thing, not when he looks like this. He leans down and mouths alongside her nose, takes her chin between his teeth, traces the corner of her lips with his tongue, then shifts himself, reaches down, and pushes her legs apart. She whines as he grazes his thumb over her clit, just so. “That’s it, moja ljubav,” he murmurs. “Oh yes.”

“Garcia, I swear to God.” Lucy utters a mewling sound. “Now.”

Flynn hums against her mouth – even as he really should look less self-satisfied, considering this is technically about celebrating her accomplishment. But she wraps her arms around his neck, their heads turn, and he kisses her in that devouring, desperate, adoring way he does, the way he doesn’t even stop to breathe and her fingers slide into his hair and she just wants to pull him closer, closer, closer. Then he lets himself down on her, nudges at her, and then with a quick, soft thrust, into her.

Lucy moans, spreading her legs wider as he sinks down between them, taking her slowly and fully to the hilt. She links her ankles around the small of his back, pulling him as far as he can go, rasping against the sweet spot deep inside her. She rocks and ruts on him, urging him to start moving right away, even as he closes his eyes and she feels a shudder pass through him from head to toe (that is a well-traveled shudder). “Lucy,” he mutters, half a prayer. “Lucy.”

As eager as she is to officially be called Dr. Preston elsewhere, Lucy cannot say that she wants to hear anything else from him, the way it’s given a particular lilt in his accent, rasps low in his chest. Some of the accumulated three and a half years of tension finally seems to be draining out of her. She just wants him there, with her, in her, the two of them soft and tangled and tender in the dimness, and the way his big hand smooths her hair from her face, cups around her cheek. Tomorrow there will be more. There always is. Job applications, postdoctoral fellowships, worry about revisions, teaching preparation, essay marking, so on –

And yet. Here and now, it’s them, and him, and her, and he loves her so much that she feels it in her bones, like a bonfire or a hot bath or simply coming home, and Dr. Lucy Preston feels like she can do just about anything.

[mxtincan]

Why is everything so heavy?

Fandom: BNHA/MHA Characters: Togata Mirio, Uchida Ido (OC) Tags: BNHA Angst Week, Day 3: Empty // Scar, lots of sadness, Self-Doubt, self-Reflection, Emptiness, Slightly Fluffy Part of @bnha-angst-week​

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Summary:

The fight was over, but Mirio struggled to find true happiness... until she came along.

There was a void inside him, without a doubt. A void, so shapeless, he couldn’t tell how far it stretched. Still, he continued smiling to not make anyone else worry. Not many could muster the courage to keep smiling after such a pyrrhic victory. He had just…. lost so much, and people kept reminding him of it with what they mistakenly claimed to be 'comfort'. There still were people, hitting him with the same phrases that had his heartache with even the littlest memory of that day. Yet, Mirio would be ok. He told himself that everything would be all right. It had to be, for Eri. It was at the cultural festival, that he saw a different side. When a beautiful stranger offered her kindness without trying to remind him how hard it had been. He briefly remembered her from when he got to meet Class 1-A for the first time. At first, Mirio thought it would be the only time. That her acts of sympathy were limited to what the Cultural Festival had to offer, but he found himself entangled in her benevolence, enchanted by her shy smile, time and time again. And all of the sudden, the void took shape. With every smile, every little gift she prepared for him. With every time she took his mind off the tragic happenings of the day when he and the pros had rescued Eri, his void grew to look more like her. When he was with her, he could forget the battle scars, the emptiness within, but once she left again, it felt like they hurt more than ever before. As if her presence could contain his sadness, despair and guilt, but her absence let it pulse in the dead of the night, growing to consume him. He would spend sleepless nights, thinking about the things she managed to make him forget as if he had to make up for the happy times with a flood of sadness that came disguised as tears on his face. Those were moments he couldn’t face anyone. Didn’t want to face anyone. Where he was fighting his battles alone. Because that’s just who he was. Not wanting to make anyone worry about him. He promised Sir Nighteye he’d keep smiling.

His time at UA was running out either way, so it made no sense to move into their dorms for merely a year. But it was ok. In his apartment, he felt safe. Like no one could find him when he’s down. And so he found himself again, at the dawn of a new day, sitting on the edge of his bed with his head in his hands. He couldn’t even tell what time it was, how long he had been awake, how many tears he had shed. The emptiness inside made him feel cold, frozen in place, a feeling covering him from head to toe. A day, worse than the others he experienced. Waiting for a miracle that would lift his spirits- and a miracle came.

The ringing of the doorbell, paired with a soft knock made his thoughts come to a halt. “Togata-senpai?” The sound of her voice made his body start to taw. “Everyone’s been worried because you haven’t called the school about being late.” Had it really been that late already? Moving felt painful and his throat too dry to answer. “I just wanted to make sure you’re ok… are you there?” It was as if her voice was chasing off the ghosts in his head, helping him come back to reality. He drew in a sharp breath and focused on his breathing. Trying to get it under control. “If you’re there… may I come in?” Despite the door separating the two of them, Mirio could hear the emotions in her voice. The concern, and worry, and maybe even a little bit of fear. She wasn’t known to be an emotional person, so it touched his heart in a way he couldn’t explain. A way that made him able to collect himself and speak up again. “Please, come in.”

A few seconds passed as he rose his head to gaze towards the front door of his apartment where he had appeared, dressed in the school uniform and a concerned face. He must have looked miserable, and he knew, but seeing her face, even though her smile was absent, the corners of his mouth lifted ever so slightly. He couldn’t find words to say, and apparently, neither could she. Just a moment later, her hands had let go of whatever she was holding as she hurried to kneel down in front of him, cupping his face in her hands. “What happened? Are you not feeling well?” One of her hands moved to stroke some hair out of his face before gently running through it. He could feel the emptiness within him be filled with light. The void rapidly shrinking and his thoughts clearing. She was kind and caring and it made him smile as she wiped away his tears.

“I’m ok now… you, on the other hand, look like you’re about to cry too, Uchida-san.” His voice was raspy and quiet from crying, but he did his best to give it a lighthearted tone. His face carried a slight, asymmetric smile with an expression of deep sadness pasted over the top. But at least he was smiling. After a short moment of surprise, her features shifted into a soft and caring, almost loving, smile. “I told you to call me Ido. I was just worried about you, I promise I won’t cry.” His hands softly trailed over her arms and with a blink of an eye, her gaze was directed to them. Mirio could notice the sadness in her eyes as she seemed to focus on the scars he had collected over the years. He remembered each and every one of them. A reminder of the weakness carried in his quirk. A weakness he no longer had to worry about without it.

“Well…” he breathed out, clearing his throat and closing his eyes. “I guess I’ve spent enough time moping around like a lazy bum.” With little to no force, he guided her hands off his face, before pushing himself to get off of his bed. “I’ll just wash up and-” Cutting his sentence off as he noticed her hands around his, pulling herself off the floor to stand beside him. “It’s ok to be sad. I know you’re strong… everyone at UA, we all do. No one will be mad at you if you’d rather stay home, Togata-senpai.” As she squeezed his hand, a warm feeling spread from his chest on outwards, flooding his whole body, and he forgot all about the void inside of him once again. “You might think you’re just Togata Mirio right now, but you’re still Lemillion, and you will always be.”

Her words made his cheeks burn. Lips curling into a smile she quickly emulated. He wanted to thank her, but she suddenly gasped and turned around, back to the entrance. It was then he noticed a paper bag on the floor. “I almost forgot about this…” she had whispered before handing it over. “I found out about a bakery nearby recently and thought I’d get you a muffin for breakfast…” And just like that, Mirio felt the emptiness inside disappear. Love might not heal his scars, but it left no place for the void to return. “Thank you, Ido.”

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I pronounce it toe-zshur or taw-zshur. It depends on what my brain decides on in the moment 😂

omg sara the answer has been right there in front of us the whole time... we should call him richie toaster

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New balance NB X TAW&TOE