#Trash talker meaning

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Trash talker meaning

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She also found that players were feeling both anger and shame. She says while observing the video game competition, she found both auditory and cognitive distraction but it was specifically the cognitive distraction that was affecting competitors' motivation to perform, affecting their ability to focus on their task. The game was played under controlled conditions by 200 men and women ages 18 to 35, with some hearing verbally aggressive insults and some who did not during their competition. McDermott's study, "Emotional manipulation and cognitive distraction as strategy: The effects of verbal insults on motivation and performance in a competitive setting," used the racing video game competition "Mario Kart" as the test model and found that the ability of trash talk to negatively affect the game performance of a competitor was confirmed.

Trash talker meaning professional#

There's always that mental component and trash talk is another form of offense that athletes have to play defense against."įrom baseball catchers jawing at batters awaiting fast balls and Muhammad Ali's aggrandized bragging and taunts toward his opponents in the boxing ring to NFL linebackers taunting runners just tackled and NBA players exchanging rude comments after a thunderous dunk, trash talk has been part of competitive sports from neighborhood playgrounds to professional arenas. "Plenty of coaches will tell you to 'get your head in the game' because having that mental edge and being mentally focused is incredibly important, especially in sports that require hand-eye coordination. McDermott '19 Ph.D., whose recent doctoral dissertation in communications is one of the first studies to statistically show the specific effects of trash talk on competitive performance. "We always think of sports as being very physical games but they are absolutely mental games," says Karen C.P. Yet few studies have been done to determine whether trash talk does affect competitive performance. Trash-talk has become a debatable term especially in North American sports, with the greatest trash talkers being acknowledged for both their trash talking skills as much as their athletic and mental abilities.The purpose of trash talk during competition is to cause a loss of focus by elevating emotion to the point of distracting an opponent and decreasing their performance. The Wealdstone Raider, a notorious fan hailing from Wealdstone, is known for trash-talking the opposition and opposition's fans. Although the practice of trying to distract opponents by verbal abuse is common to virtually all sports, other sports sometimes have their own terminology for verbal abuse: for example, cricket calls it sledging and in ice hockey it is called chirping. UFC Lightweight Champion Conor McGregor is a more recent example of a prominent trash-talker, while former UFC fighter Chael Sonnen is considered by some to be the greatest trash talker in UFC history. However, in amateur sports ranks, trash talking is generally frowned upon as unsportsmanlike conduct (especially in youth leagues). Since then, it has become common for boxers, wrestlers, and many other sports competitors to use trash-talk. It was entitled I Am the Greatest!, a phrase that became his signature line. In 1963, Ali even released a popular full-length record album consisting largely of trash-talk poetry. Trash-talk was commonly used by the heavyweight boxing champion Muhammad Ali in the 1960s and 70s. Trash-talk is often characterized by use of hyperbole or figurative language, such as, "Your team can't run! You run like honey on ice!" Puns and other wordplay are commonly used. It is often used to intimidate the opposition, but can also be used in a humorous spirit. Trash-talk is a form of insult usually found in sports events, although it is not exclusive to just sports or similarly characterized events.

#Trash talker meaning

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Trash talker meaning

#Trash talker meaning code#

#Trash talker meaning free#

#Trash talker meaning crack#

Your a piece of trash,you make stuff up to make yourself feel better because your a waste! Made crazy nonsense off the wall lies about me that one one believed anyone who knew me knew the truth and I’ve never me you a day in my life THEN you had the balls to tell me I was beautiful and you were sorry you couldn’t take it off ha! What a loser! pray I don’t run into your dope witch. Paige bish ⬅ (not scared) Februat 6:15 PM some day you WILL run into someone bigger then you and they WILL f u c k you up you tub of fat goo you ain’t tough you ain’t bad you don’t fool anyone,beating kids and woman doesn’t make you a bad ass You got in a fight was getting your ass kicked so you stabbed the guy what a Pusey! Couldn’t even fight like a man! You’ll answer on this earth and I’m heaven you sir will get what you deserve and it will be a glorious day always remember that ! So go ahead do what you do talk trash and make up lies your day will come one way or the other idot You will die fat,alone,broke and unhappy you should do us all a favor and pull the trigger now make the world a better place without you spreading your lies and fifth. you can sit here and talk tough and try to act cool but everyone knows the truth about you NOONE had your back nor ever will because the way you are one day you WILL need help.

#Trash talker meaning crack#

The best part of you ran down your moms ass crack and ended up a brown stain on the mattress to bad she didn’t abort your mentally retarted ass,if I was your mother you’d make me sick to my stomach a disgrace,she’s probably a crack head anyways don’t matter. To learn more, see the privacy policy.Your a piece of trash garbage,you make poop up to make yourself feel better because your a waste! Made crazy nonsense off the wall lies about me that one one believed anyone who knew me knew the truth and I’ve never me you a day in my life THEN you had the balls to tell me I was beautiful and you were sorry you couldn’t take it off ha! What a loser! Hope I don’t run into your dope witch.

#Trash talker meaning code#

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#Trash talker meaning free#

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#Trash talker meaning

[deadghosy]

HAZBIN HOTEL X CAELUS! READER

prompt: you were found digging in their trash and they took you in

(I got covid😭 so me posting xreader will be kinda slow)

You were digging for some food ever since you fell from heaven because you kept fighting people over trash…I mean damn reader…

You fell with a blank look as you had a rotten banana in your mouth as you looked down to see pentagram city…so what did you do? You pulled out your fire sword and slash the ground to soften your fall which worked. You changed it to a bat for protection as you found a dumpster!

CHA-CHING✨ MORE TRASHHHH

You dig in the dumpster not hearing a person whistling. The person dropped the garbage bag shocked to see a….? Whatever you are digging in the dumpster. Your face was completely dirty as you lift it up to show you found a cool old watch.

Charlie didn’t know what to do. Are you homeless? Is what she thought as she takes you out the garbage as you blankly stare at her “•_•” “uhm sweetie are you okay?” “……” “not much of a talker huh…” you just stayed quiet as Charlie introduced herself and shook your hand bringing you to the hotel so you can have a place to stay.

I feel like you were a new angel and only stayed for like 1 month…(free trial ass shit…) and so when you didn’t act holy and proper. That’s why you mostly got kicked out

Vaggie will know you are an angel because of your angelic look and golden eyes as you just stand there minding your business. You tell her you fell because you fought over your treasure….your trash practically. So Vaggie tells you what happened to her and you hugged her making her feel safe about herself a bit.

You two have matching bracelets you made from an exercise Charlie did.

Okay I headcannon that Lucifer is already in the hotel living with his daughter. And he felt your presence and he would be like. “Fuck are you doing here”🤨 “I fought for my life.”

Vox one time put you on air with him because of your golden shining eyes….i think he was flirting with you as you ate some gift cookies he made for you…

Velvette tried to make you a model, but you kept wandering off somehow. Literally she got tired of you but never of your face as she at least posted you wearing some nice 2000 makeup

Carmilla had a gut feeling about you being an angel. She wanted to kill you but then you gave her a ring you found in a dumpster because you said she reminded you of your earth mother/parent. Yeah she wanted to adopt you

You help sir Pentious, or who you call penny for his project builds. You dig in dumpster’s, trash bins, and garbage dumps

Angel dust and you sometimes just be on your phones all the time which is obnoxious. But hey, I don’t make the rules. Being on your phone makes it seem like you don’t want to be talked to which is true.

Lucifer made you a duck as he notciced how lonely you are….(you don’t give a fuck, you only need trash as your friends) so Lucifer made you 20 ducks that are based on your favorite things or like idk just ducks

The egg boiz follow you around as you literally calling you the, “TRASH BOSS!” Not in a bad way more like in admiration as you give them stuff from the garbage.

Your golden eyes shining in the night scaring husk as he didn’t even see you in his hind sight. Like he is a cat, but he didn’t even see you?!

You and alastor’s both eat weird things, like he is a cannibal….and for you..either trash or just normal weird food combos

Alastor would definitely try to get you to eat cannibal meat, but to be honest you can tell the difference between human and regular meat. You always know.

Niffty is the kind of person who would give you a trash flower crown, kinda like how she made a crown for Alastor ✨🦆

I headcannon your angelic/demon form to be a raccoon 💀

You send dumbass memes in the hazbin hotel gc…

You are quite the feral person tbh, but who didn’t know when you literally fought people for your damn trash.

You definitely had bit Valentino once as Angel dust brought you to a club and you were digging in trash to find something cool. But Valentino found you adorable in the face and wanted to make you a sex worker. And what did you do when he tried to hurt Angel?

YOU BIT HIS FUCKIN HAND ALMOST OFF AS ANGEL WAS TRYING TO PULL YOU OFF😭

Yeah..you definitely had blood dripping from your mouth when Angel dragged you out of the club

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[sanyu-thewitch05]

Yandere Jock X F! Bookworm! Reader

Pt. 2 Pt.3

TW: Non-con, dubcon, spankings, mention of isolation, bribery

A/N: I’m excited to write my first smut like this. It was a much needed writing exercise.

Kofi: Wanna buy me a coffee?

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You were always a bookworm. You didn't like talking to other people much, but you value the few friends you have. That was until he came along. The school jock, the lightly tanned skin with sun-kissed hair boy, with six-foot stature. Along with muscles to match his build. He rarely came by you, but that day fate decided to let his eyes shine down on you in your corner of the library.

He grabbed a book about muscle mass and sat next to you in the blue bean bag.

"Have I seen you around anywhere? You look familiar," He asked, looking at you as you focused on your book more. "Not a talker, huh?"

You refused to give this guy the time of day, especially when you didn't want to be a one-time hookup. You close your book and leave the library, not paying attention to the football player behind you. If only you knew how much he wanted you.

Eventually, as the day went on, he would try to talk to you, but to no avail. You simply didn't want to be one of his sexual conquests. Then, the pep rally came for the big game, and that's when your life changed forever. As usual, your bookworm self skipped the pep rally to head out to the library. You didn't like the noise and screams of other students, and you especially didn't like being crowded in a gymnasium during a hot day.

You grabbed a shiny blue book from the middle shelf and settled into the bean bag near a dark and quiet corner. The librarian had already gone home but left the keys under the doormat since she knew you liked to come after hours. Although, it was a pain having to lock up before going home.

The last bell rang, but unfortunately, you couldn't hear it due to falling asleep from reading Caraval. But that wasn't unusual for you. You'd just wake up and walk out of the library minutes to hours later. Unfortunately, your absence at the pep rally had caused the final straw to break in this poor jock's mind. He had been trying to get your attention for days. Flowers in the locker you hardly visit, notes that ended up in the trash, and even $500 cash in your backpack. Nothing got your attention. You were always more interested in your damn books than him. But when you were nowhere to be seen during the pep rally, something broke inside of him. You obviously needed help noticing him, and he knew just how to fix it. He knew how you’re a virgin but still had the urge to touch yourself until orgasm. He was going to give you better than that. He was going to fuck your brains out. He was going to give the best fucking of your life. He was going to be oh so soft and gentle as he took your virginity away. That is if his testosterone-fueled rage didn’t make him overdue it.

He walked into the library and found your sleepy figure about to leave. Everyone had gone home, and the sun was starting to set. No one was going to help or catch you with him.

Like a predator in the dark, he made his move and slammed you into the brick wall, slightly tilting your glasses. He held both your hands above your head with one hand and used the other to grab your face.

“You’re going to pay attention to me. Not your books, not your phone, just me. Me!” He growled, his body twitching with rage. “Do you know how long I’ve tried to gain your attention? Your affection? Only for you to ignore me or brush me to the side!”

“I’m sorry! I truly didn’t mean to ignore you! I just thought you were messing with me!” You cried, tears streaming down your face as your glasses fogged up.

“Oh, but you did! You ignored me earlier today in this very library! You’ve ignored me whenever I tried to talk to you! Fuck! All those other girls I’ve let taint my body were for you! All for you! Your affection! Now it’s time I showed you how I feel since you won’t notice me without help!” He barks out, slamming his lips on yours.

His tongue didn’t even fight for dominance just took over your mouth. Occasionally, he’d wrap his tongue around yours, but his tongue was mainly greedy.

“Screw these! You don’t need them for this!” He growled, throwing your glasses off. “Perfect.”

Your hair was a mess, and drool trailed down your chin. His eyes began to stare at the baggy plain shirt covering your pretty ass. He roughly flipped you onto your stomach and lifted your ass up by the leggings. Despite your ass being small, it was still a cute bubbly round that he could pound into euphoria. He didn’t care you didn’t have a standard beauty body. That just meant more people would stay away from you. It was less work and bribing for him.

“Your choice, spankings, oral, or fingering? Though if we do fingering, we’re going straight to sex afterward,” He asks, slowly rubbing your ass.

“Spankings,” You answered immediately, wanting to stall him for as long as possible.

“Haha, I see you like my hands on your ass. Very well, I’ll spank you, but I’ll sneak in some kisses to ease the pain,” He said, slowly peeling your leggings to your knees.

His massive hands began to spank your ass roughly, occasionally slapping your sex to get more juices to spread around on your ass. It was only the beginning of the pleasure. You didn’t want to feel so good from him spanking you, but you were finding it hard to hold back your moans. He delivered the final slap to your ass, then dove straight into your ass to kiss your clothed pussy.

“I’m so glad you wore such thin lace panties today,” He moaned, beginning to kiss your sex more. “I don’t mind that you’re a jungle down there. It only means that everything will stay longer.”

You didn’t pay attention to a word he said as the pleasure from his praise was beginning to get to your head. Your eyes began to get unfocused, and eventually, you came in your underwear as his kisses quickened.

“Ah!” You moaned, realizing your mistake. He began to feast on the delicious cum served. “Agh! Ha! Fuck! Don’t slurp on it while you’re near me like that!”

He finished the last of your cum and peeled off your underwear. He gently flipped you onto your back and took your baggy shirt off, revealing a beautiful chest. He smiled and kissed your chest until he met your bra.

“You’ve got to show that rack more, darling. It suits you. I’ll buy you a matching set in your favorite color. Of course, I’ll only be able to see it, though,” He proposed, taking off the bra with one hand.

Your arms immediately went to your chest, but he stopped you from covering them up by gently rubbing a nipple.

“Sh, sh, sh, it’s ok, dear. Your chest size doesn’t bother me. It’s beautiful,” He cooed, kissing each breast. “Let me worship your body. You need to learn how much of a goddess you are.”

You nodded yes, but everything about it seemed wrong. But the kind words, the way he complimented you, made you feel loved. It made you feel the way those boys in the novels did. He had done all this work for you. Maybe you should give him a chance.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle. You’ll only feel a bit of discomfort,” He said, lining his member up with your vaginal opening. His member matched his height and proudly displayed its six inches.

You wanted to look at him, but you couldn’t. Not only had he thrown your glasses across the room, but you couldn’t look him in the face. It felt so humiliating being in this position in your sacred space.

“It’s your glasses, isn’t it? I shouldn’t have thrown them. I know how protective you are of them since your last pair got broken by that reckless freshman playing football. Here, I’ll get them for you.” He got up and grabbed the glasses from the floor. He gently placed them on your face, letting you see the adorable face full of love and concern. “Is that better, beautiful?”

“Yeah, it is better. Thank you,” You said, earning a soft and gentle kiss.

He returned to his original position and gently wrapped your legs around his waist. He stuck the tip in and waited for your approval to move further.

“You can move more. I’ll be ok,” You said, trying not to let tears out.

“I’ll be slow,” He put his whole length in and waited for you to adjust.

Your legs tighten around his waist, and he begins to thrust in and out of you. Each thrust released a wave of pleasure, pleas, and moans. Both fed off each other’s arousal and pleasure, until the poor jock got pushed over the edge. He lifted your legs as far back as they could and straddled you, beginning his rapid-fire thrusts. Your genital hairs tangled with his causing more friction and tension with each thrust. Your moans for him and his moans for you echoed through the empty library.

“Hah, oh fuck! I’m cumming!”

“I know, darling! So am I!”

He put both hands on your cheeks and looked at you as his climax approached.

“Let’s cum together!”

He thrust one last time, and you both came. Although he came inside of you, you couldn’t care less. You were his now. Besides, you were taking the pill, and you were always perfect with following the schedule for it.

“I love you, darling, more than you realize.”

You couldn’t help but lay on the floor, naked, next to him and say, “I love you too.”

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[erraticalart]

Preferences

Well... ummm... Happy Late Valentine's Day, guys! :D

I hope you enjoy this somewhat erotic comic featuring the lovebirds, Heavy and Medic. This is technically part 1 because I just found out that you can post up to 30 images at once and I made 32 images in total, so whoops! I had to find a way where I perfectly separate the images, so it fits in part 1 and part 2 without losing context. I think ending part 1 with Spy remarking Scout's Ma was a good placement as to make this scene funny.

Also, I had tons of fun and enjoyment drawing Heavy and Medic's fantasies of each other with the color and lighting, and of course, the positions they are in. They both have nice preferences for good reasons. I mean, come on, look at Medic's chest and Heavy's ass. They both were made for each other. But Medic's ass and Heavy's chest are also nice as well. They both love everything about each other. And boy, are their fantasies wild! (Or maybe they aren't fantasies, what if they're memories of past nights?... shhh... who knows...) ;)

I also made this because I thought that this might be a funny idea as to how Heavy learned some English swearings. It would make sense that it's due to miscommunication, confusion, and naivety. Hopefully Heavy is a little cautious about what to swear next time. Though from Heavy's dialogue, he prefers saying "ass" and "stupid". Hmm, guess he likes saying that a lot in battle, but we know Heavy isn't much of a trash talker as some of the other mercs. After all, he's a very polite man!

Well, with all that said and done, Happy Late Valentine's Day and we'll see how long I'll disappear again till I come back to post again!

Until next time, bye for now!

#tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #heavymedic #red oktoberfest #tf2 scout #tf2 spy #suggestive #nudity #partial nudity #TF2 #Team Fortress 2 #TF2 Fanart #TF2 Art #TF2 Fancomic #TF2 Comic

[crazyunsexycool]

My little love

Chapter 24

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x enchanced!reader

Word count: 5.7k

Warning: angst!!!!! Some fluff, scared kids, crying kids, mad Charlotte, implied/mentioned sexual assault

A/N: I’m sorry… 😬😬😬

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Swish.

“Nothing but net! Look at you go, little man.” Sam smiled as he dribbled the basketball. “If you keep going like this you might end up playing in the NBA. Just make sure you get me courtside seats.”

Henry giggled as he caught the ball Sam had bounced his way. He shifts his weight from foot to foot as he bounced the ball. The court was empty except for Sam and Henry who started spending some time together in the afternoons.

“Alright little man, let’s see what you got.”

Henry fakes a move to the right before turning and going left, side stepping Sam. He runs closer to the basket before launching the ball and again there’s nothing but net.

“That’s how you do it!” Sam raises his hand for a high-five. “Now how about first to 10 points wins?”

“Ok. But when I win I get to brag that I beat you.”

Sam quirks an eyebrow. “Is that how it is? Don’t make me have to kick your butt in basketball.”

“Can’t kick it if you can’t catch it.” Henry quips back before moving around quickly and making another basket.

“You’re a trash talker just like your dad.”

Henry laughs before Sam manages to make a basket himself.

****

“Alright sugar, you have heightened senses now. I think the serum also gives you more strength when it comes to your ability. So we need to figure that out.” Bucky’s hands were on your hips and he squeezed lightly before turning both of you away from the target he’d prepared. “Now, I want you to close your eyes and focus. I’ve hidden a few pieces of metal around here. Try to find them and use them to hit the target. The challenge will come in you not hitting me.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m going to stand somewhere in the room and you have to avoid me. But you can’t look and to make sure you don’t, I'm going to blindfold you.”

“Uuhhh, kinky.” Say over your shoulder.

“Yeah well if you do a good job maybe I’ll keep it for later.” He whispers in your ear before trying the piece of fabric over your eyes. “Take a deep breath and concentrate. Take your time.”

“Ok.”

You hear him move away from you. His footsteps echo within the otherwise quiet room. You take a deep breath and concentrate. Bucky was right, with the serum your sense is heightened. It’s easier to attune your ability to detect metals better. You can pinpoint where he is based off of his metal arm. The screws holding together the glass panels that separate the room from the hallway and the small chunks of metal Bucky hid.

With another deep breath you will the pieces to hover and you pull them in your direction. The dance around you as you concentrate and shape them into pellets before sending them in the direction of the paper target. They swerve around Bucky, who’s standing directly in front of it, and hit the bullseye.

“Impressive but you missed a piece.” Bucky says after inspecting the paper.

“No I didn’t, the last piece is in your left hand.”

“Then why didn’t you take it?”

“Because I promised I wouldn’t use my ability on you without your consent.”

Bucky smiles as he holds up his hand and holds the last piece on his palm. It starts to hover before the shape starts shifting. It becomes a blob then a disc, a heart and finally a pellet. It flies from where Bucky is directly into the target before hitting the wall behind it and falling with a small thud.

“Show off.” He murmurs as he walks towards you.

Bucky takes off the blindfold and turns you. His lips find yours in a needy kiss.

“Are we still on for that date tonight?” You ask when you pull back from the kiss.

“Absolutely, I can’t wait to get you alone.”

“We’re alone now.” You murmur as you smile into another kiss.

“Hhmm. We should definitely take advantage of that.” He says as he pulls you into the small office that no one ever uses.

****

“If you’re going to be my assistant there are three very important things you need to know.” Tony stood with his arms behind his back, a serious expression on his face as he paced side to side. “In this lab we work hard, we create and we have a good time. Now,” he stops pacing and turns. “Your job as my assistant is simple. When I ask for a flathead you give me this.” He pulls out a flathead screwdriver from behind his back. “When I ask for a Phillips head you give me this one.” He pulls out a Phillips head screwdriver from his other hand. “And when I say rock on?”

“Wock on!” Lottie says from her place on his table. Both her little hands up in the air with her pointer finger and pinky up, her thumb holding down the two middle fingers.

“That’s right rock on. Now let’s get to work on this new suit, but first safety.”

He pulls on one of the drawers and pulls out Charlotte sized safety goggles and lab coat. She puts on the glasses and then Tony helps her with the lab coat.

“Flathead.”

“Fathead.” Lottie repeats as she hands over the screwdriver Tony asked for.

They work like this for a few minutes before Tony sits up straight, Lottie mirroring his actions.

“Is weady?”

“It’s ready. Let’s test it out.” Tony reaches for her and Lottie goes happily before he sets her down in the safety zone of his lab “Stay behind the safety glass.” He says and puts on noise canceling headphones.

Tony goes back to the table where the project he’s been working on was at and the new arm to his suit wraps around him. He moves around the lab and stands looking at the target across the room. Tony lifts his hand to test out his updated equipment.

“Hell yeah.” He says after the test is successful. “Rock on Lots.”

“Wock on!”

“Alright, let’s fix the other arm. Get over here, you’re the best assistant I’ve ever had.”

“Weally?” Lottie looks up at Tony, her eyes bright and full of joy.

“Absolutely. I might have to give you a job permanently, Lots.”

“Kay.”

Tony chuckles as Charlotte gets up on the table and sits down in the same spot as before.

“Fathead?”

“Fathead.” Tony confirms as he grabs the screwdriver from Lottie’s hand.

Lottie watches him work for a while, every so often handing him a tool or holding something for him. Suddenly she sits up and blinks quickly.

“Tony?”

“Yeah Lots?”

“Bad man is coming?” She says as she points to the glass doors of the lab.

Tony’s head snaps up and looks at the doors before picking her up.

“Intruder alert.” Friday announces. The lights in the lab dim and some of the suits that Tony has on display in his lab activate.

“Friday, lock down any main entry point to the compound and this lab. Alert the rest of the team and keep these suits in defense mode. Have any agents available gear up and be ready to defend.”

“Five armed teams have entered the building. Lockdown activated as of this moment.”

“Tony, want dada.” Charlotte whimpers as the suits move around and stand in front of both of them.

“I know Lots but we can’t go out there just yet. I’ll get you to your mom and dad soon ok. Just promise you’ll do as I say?”

“Kay.”

****

Just as Henry jumps to shoot the ball Friday announces the alert. He tenses as he turns to look at Sam.

“Five armed teams have entered the building. Lockdown activated as of this moment.” Friday announces.

“Is it the bad men? Are they going to take me away?”

“No matter who it is, I’m not going to let that happen ok. I need you to trust me and do as I say.”

“Ok.” Henry blinks back the tears as Sam ushers him into a hidden room made for this exact purpose.

Sam pulls out some weapons and pushes Henry into the small space before kneeling to be at eye level with him.

“I need you to stay here ok? This room is bulletproof and they can’t get to you here. The only people that can open it are you and the team. Friday won’t let anyone other than us open this door.”

“Don’t leave me in here please.”

“I can keep you safe like this ok little man. I know it’s scary but I promise no one can hurt you in here. Then I’ll take you to your parents.”

“Ok.” Henry says between sniffles and Sam gives him a quick hug before reluctantly closing the door. He turns to find a team fully armed and dressed head to toe in black heading his way. Guns trained on him.

“Put your hands up where I can see them.” One of them instructs.

“Identify yourselves. Who do you work for?” Sam says back, a gun pointed at them.

“I will when you cooperate.”

“Might as well get comfortable because I won’t follow your orders.”

****

Bucky had just shut the door to the office and pushed you up against it when you were alerted to what was happening. You both pulled away from the door and walked back out. Bucky grabbed the knife he always kept hidden in his boot and you pulled the metal that had been discarded at the other end of the room.

“Who were the kids with?” You ask as you walk out of the training room and into the hallway.

“Lottie was with Tony in his lab and Henry was with Sam in the gym.”

“We have to split up. I’ll go to Tony and you go to Sam.”

“No, we stay together.” He says in a low voice. “First to Sam. Tony has his suits and he can protect Charlotte. Sam will need the back up, he’s out in the open.”

“And you say you don’t care about him.”

He shoots you a glare over his shoulder. You both stop when you hear the otherwise quiet footsteps and you meet face to face with the intruders. There’s a face you recognize amongst the others, it makes you stop your attack before it begins.

“What the fuck is going on?” Steve had his hands on his hips and he was furious. “I want answers now.”

Wanda, Nat and Vision stood behind him ready for a fight. They had been confined to one of the shared living rooms when everything happened.

“It’s ok Steve.” You push past the group of agents that were blocking the door. “I mean it’s not ok but we’ll get answers soon enough.”

The whole compound was on high alert. Shield agents had already begun to fight back outside and some had even made it into the building to provide support to the avengers, it was a mess.

“Do you know what’s going on?”

“Not really.” Bucky didn’t have to push through, everyone stepped out of the way in pure fear. But it was the person that was behind him that got Steve’s attention.

“Sharon? What are you doing here?”

Sharon stepped into the room and gave everyone an apologetic smile.

“I’m sorry for all of this but we received very disturbing reports. It was out of my hands. I was only added to this mission a few minutes before we were set to show up.”

“What reports? What are you talking about?”

“Where are Sam and Tony?” You ask as you look around and don’t see them. “Where are the kids?”

“That’s exactly why we’re here.”

Someone else says and everyone’s attention is on the shorter man with gray hair at the door.

“Agent Ross. What exactly is happening and if I don’t get an answer we are going to have a problem.” Steve says as he steps forward.

You can hear Charlotte’s piercing cry in the hallway and you breathe a sigh of relief. Tony walks in with her in his arms followed by Sam holding Henry’s hand. They both give you apologetic looks as they get closer to you.

“DADA!” Lottie wails as she reaches out for Bucky but agent Ross stands in the way.

“Move or I will move you.” Bucky says through gritted teeth.

Ross hesitates but takes a step back and Bucky grabs Lottie who holds on to him for dear life. He soothes her as best he can.

“Mama.” Henry says quietly and runs to you, his arms wrap tightly around your waist and you can feel him trembling.

“It’s ok sweet boy, you’re safe.”

“Care to explain why you think the CIA has the right to just waltz into my property and attack us, you hobbit?” Tony was fuming. Maybe it was because he didn’t like not knowing they were able to get past the gates without him being notified. Or because the kids were upset.

“We received a distressing report saying that the Avengers were experimenting on children. We had no choice but to come investigate. This was the only way to do it. Ambush you so that you couldn’t get rid of any evidence.”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

“I’m sorry I scared them.” Everett holds up his hands. “But we will need to search the compound and speak to these children.”

“Like hell you will. What you’re going to do is get the hell off of my property before we rip your heads off.” Tony says calmly as he serves himself a drink.

“We can’t just ignore the call. It’s a serious accusation. Believe me when I say, I’m on your side.”

“Who called?” Steve asks.

“We don’t know who. The call was anonymous and from an untraceable number.” Sharon answers.

“Friday, play the call recording.”

“I’d like to report a crime for child endangerment.” The person is putting up a great act. There are sniffles and whimpers and even whispering. “I have it on good authority that children are being experimented on and tortured.”

“Ma’am could you tell me who you think is responsible and where this is taking place?”

“Yes, it’s in upstate New York. It’s the Avengers. I’ve seen it with my own eyes.”

The call cuts off and everyone is fuming and confused. But not you, your chest tightened and so does your hold on Henry. You blink back tears but Nat catches you.

“Y/N, What’s wrong?”

“Friday, play the recording again.”

The A.I. does as you ask and plays it again. You close your eyes now that you’re sure.

“I’m so sorry.” Everyone perks up at that. Your eyes go to Bucky.

“Sugar, why are you sorry?”

“That was my mother.”

“Ok hang on, your mother called to report possible child endangerment, why?” Everett asked, his brows high and his eyes wide with surprise. He looked around the room waiting for an answer.

“Because she’s an evil person.”

Ross brings one hand to his hip the other to his forehead, two of his fingers rubbing lightly as he thinks things through.

“Ok, why was she targeting the kids and the avengers if she has something against you?”

“Because these are my kids. Mine and Bucky’s.”

“Since when do you have kids?” Sharon questions.

“Listen, we’ll answer any question you want but can you get your men out of here. They’re scared enough as it is. We’ll calm them down and then I can answer everything you want.” Bucky says.

“We’ll still need to speak with the kids.”

Charlotte finally calmed down enough that her crying wasn’t bouncing off the walls. She still held on to Bucky though. It made both you and Bucky incredibly angry for the whole situation. Now the kids didn’t feel safe in their own home. All because of that vindictive woman that you were unfortunately related to.

“Henry baby, are you ok?” You ask softly as you move hair away from his face.

He nods but won’t look at you.

“It’s ok if you’re not ok. You don’t have to tell me but I’m here to listen if you want.”

“They’re not taking us away?” He finally looks up at you with pure fear in his eyes. It makes you want to go down to where the agents have gathered and kick their asses.

“Not at all. I’m so sorry baby. I never wanted this to happen to you.”

Henry doesn’t say anything, he just shifts in your lap and hides his face in your neck. He’s closing himself off like when he first arrived at the compound and you hate it.

“Is kay bubba.” Lottie says as she also finds a way into your lap and cuddles into his chest. “Dada an mama keep safe.”

You look up at Bucky unsure of what to do. He just sits next to you and wraps his arms around all three of you.

“I can’t believe Bucky has kids.” Sharon whispers. Her eyes go from the scene before her to Steve who was leaning against a wall next to her.

“Yeah, we were very surprised by it as well.”

“What do you mean? Isn’t agent Y/L/N their mom?”

“Yes she is.”

“So what is going on? The boy looks no older than eight and the girl looks around five. If I’m correct in their ages there is no way they were together back then.”

Steve looks at the four of you and then at Sharon. He studies every inch of her face unsure if he can trust her. He sighs because he knows he can.

“They were Hydra's experiment. They used Bucky’s DNA and some prisoner or volunteer. Hydra killed them seconds after they gave birth and the kids were started in the program to become the next generation of winter soldiers. She was found on an operating table when we raided a detention center hydra had. He was found chained in a dark room at a different hydra base weeks later.” He sighs as he thinks back at when the kids were first brought in and how different they are now. “We have everything documented. Wait until you see how they were treated, where they were kept, the things that were done to them.” Steve shakes his head. “It will make you sick to your stomach. Don't even get me started on the three that didn’t make it.”

Steve feels a pat on his legs. Both him and Sharon look down to find a tear filled Charlotte looking up at him.

“Can habe uppies?” She asks with her arms raised and a quiet voice.

“Of course you can sweetheart.”

Steve picks her up and she immediately hides her face in Steve’s shoulder. Her little hands gripped his shirt. Lottie turns her head slightly and finds Sharon looking at her.

“Hello little one. My name is Sharon and I’m friends with Steve. What’s your name?”

Lottie scowls at Sharon and turns her head in order to avoid the blond’s gaze.

“Oh sweetheart, Sharon is good, she can be your friend.” Steve says softly which prompts Lottie to pull back and look at Steve.

“Is no bitch?”

Sharon’s eyes widen in surprise and she covers her mouth so as to not laugh while Steve just scoffs.

“Charlotte what did I say about that word?” Bucky asks from across the room where he was still sitting with you and Henry.

“No say it?”

“That’s right you don’t say it. It’s a bad word.”

“Kay.”

“Can you apologize to Sharon for saying it?”

“Sowwy.”

“Apology accepted sweetie.” Sharon smiles at Lottie.

Lottie yawns and lays her head on Steve's shoulder again. The experience has worn her out. The same thing has happened with Henry who is currently asleep in your arms. He still has tear stains on his cheeks and it makes you so angry.

“Can you take him?” You whisper to Bucky who nods and maneuvers Henry into his hold.

You get up with the intention of going into the hallway but Sharon stops you from leaving the living room.

“I’m sorry but I can’t let you leave.”

“I’m only going to call my father. I need to know where that woman is, she can’t get away with doing this to us.”

“I’m under orders to keep everyone here.” She shoots you an apologetic look.

“Look, you can come with me and listen to the conversation. I don't care but please I need to make this call.”

“Ok, let’s go somewhere more private.” Sharon nods before turning to everyone in the room. “Please stay in this room, if not for you than for the kids.”

You lead Sharon into a small room down the hall and pull out your phone before dialing your dad’s number. It only rings twice.

“Hey Kitten, how’s it going?” He sounds rather happy.

“Hey dad.”

“What’s going on?” He knows something’s wrong just by the sound of your voice.

“Dad, I need to ask you something and I need to know the truth.”

“I wouldn’t lie to you, kitten you know that.”

You sigh, “Dad, have you heard from mom recently?”

“No. I told you on Sunday, when I got home after Lottie’s birthday she was already gone and so were her things. What’s wrong?”

Sharon shakes her head letting you know that you can’t give him any information. However you don’t care.

“She tried to get to me by hurting the kids. If she reaches out could you let me know?”

“Are they alright?”

“Yeah they’re fine, just shaken up.”

“Ok, I’ll let you know the minute I hear anything. Is there anything else I can do? I can be there in a couple of hours.” He offers.

“No It’s ok, I’ll keep you updated. Bye dad.”

“Bye kitten.”

You hang up and tuck the phone back into your back pocket. “How have you been Sharon?”

“Good. I can’t complain, you know. But how about you? When did you and Bucky finally happen?”

“A few months ago. Just after we found Charlotte.”

“And she calls you mama?”

You can’t help the smile that appears on your face as you nod. “It just kind of happened but we’re really happy.”

“That’s good. Buck deserves it, so do you. I wish I would have met the kids under better circumstances.”

“Yeah, this is fucked up and it’s Henry’s worst fear. That hydra will show up and take him away.”

“I’m sorry about that.” Sharon shakes her head. “I really didn’t know anything. I think they just brought me along because they think I have some sort of relationship with the team.”

“You do. You know that if you needed us we’d be there.”

There’s a knock on the door and it opens before either of you can say anything.

“What’s going on here?” Agent Ross asked.

“I was calling my father to see if he had heard from my mother. They’re in the middle of a divorce and my mother blames me for it hence the call to report us for child endangerment.”

His eyes dart over to Sharon who confirms your explanation and nods but holds the door open anyway. You walk out first and are met with Tony and his lawyer.

“Mr. Harris is going to represent us. He’s going to sit with each of us during the interview process.”

“You mean the interrogation process.” You give Ross a small glare.

“Oh you’ve poked mama bear. This is going to be so much fun. I can’t even wait to see what Barnes is going to be like. I hope you had a great life Ross.” Tony chuckles as he walks away toward the living room everyone else was at.

The interview process took hours. It was you then Bruce followed by Steve and Nat. After that it was Tony, Wanda and Sam. Bucky was left to the end since they were his kids biologically. Everett Ross even though you knew he was only doing his job, every question that Bucky was asked made you want to go in there and punch him.

Did he willingly participate in having children? No.

Did he remember if he was forced to be with these women? No.

Did he willingly give his DNA sample so that these children could be created via IVF? No.

“Was your DNA sample taken against your will?”

Bucky’s jaw tightened at the last question. The answer was yes, he knew it was. But having to say it out loud made it feel more real to Bucky. Has what he been through not enough? Did he have to also admit out loud that hydra also took advantage of him in a sexual way?

“Yes.” He says quietly as he stares at the metal table in front of him.

Your heart broke as you watched him from behind the two way mirror. Bucky gets up from his chair and walks out of the interview room. You follow suit and meet him in the hallway. He won’t look you in the eye and you don’t want to get to close or touch him, especially if he’s reliving a memory.

“I’m going to go check on Henry.” He says as he walks by you.

“Buck-“

You watch as he walks away from you and this interrogation. There’s a little tornado rounding the corner that gets your attention though. Made up of pink tulle and fury. Charlotte’s eyebrows are pinched and the corners of her lips turned downward. She stalks her way down the hall like a girl on a mission. You can’t imagine what she’ll be like when she’s a teenager.

Steve is hot on Lottie’s heels and just gives you this lost sort of look. Behind him the rest of the team scurries into the viewing room. Lottie doesn’t wait for any help. She opens the door to the interrogation room and if she wasn’t so little the people inside would be more scared as the door slams against the wall. Charlotte Barnes is not someone you want to piss off apparently.

“Hello, Charlotte.” Everett greets even though he’s a little startled. “How are you doing?”

“Woss.” Charlotte says as she pulls the chair out for herself and pulls herself up. She places her pink teddy bear on the table and she kneels on the chair to have a better look at the people across from her. “Am mad. Make bubba sad an no wike it an no wike you.” She says with the signature Barnes’ scowl on her face.

“I’m sorry but who is bubba?” Everett looks over at Sharon who is smiling at the little firecracker they’re interviewing.

“I believe she is referring to her brother Henry.” Mr. Harris informs Everett.

“Habe to say sowwy.”

“I really am sorry Charlotte.”

“No.” She puts a hand up to stop him. “Say sowwy to bubba.”

“Oh, I see. Well I will apologize to Henry, ok. Can I ask you a question?”

“Mhm.”

The team, who had been watching in the other room, chuckle at Charlotte’s attitude.

“Do you like living here?”

“Lobe it.”

“What do you love about living here?” Sharon asks.

“Habe dada, an mama, an bubba an a-pine.”

“What is an a pine?”

“She means Alpine, the cat.” Mr. Harris clarifies.

“Mhm. An Steebie. Am Steebie’s best girl.”

“What about everyone else?”

“Is good, is famiwe.” Charlotte nods.

“Do you feel safe with your family?”

“Mama an Dada keep safe. Make happy an habe fun.”

Everett smiled at the child across from him.

“Habe to say sowwy to bubba.” She reminds him as she gets down from the chair. Taking her bear with her and effectively ending the interview.

Charlotte opens the door for herself and finds you standing just outside waiting for her.

“Hi sweet Angel.”

“Hi mama. Lobe you mama.”

You scoop her up and pepper her face with kisses until she’s giggling.

“I love you too.” You say as you walk down the hallway.

“I think it’s time we end the interviews, don't you think Ross? We’ve put a dent into whatever safety they were feeling here. It’s obvious those kids are taken care of and loved. Especially when you look at their medical records. Everything checks out. I don’t think we need to make Henry feel more afraid by interviewing him either.” Sharon says.

“I agree. But first I must apologize to Henry.”

“Are you afraid of a four year old?”

“No.” Everett scoffs as he grabs his things and starts heading toward the door.

You were in the shared living room with the kids as you waited for Ross to ask to speak with Henry. The former sat on the couch with Alpine in his lap and his sister by his side. Lottie had made it a point to stay as close as possible and cuddle when needed.

Ross walked in quietly. He shot you an apologetic look as he got closer to the three of you. He could see and you could feel the way Henry tensed at the sight of him.

“Henry, is it ok if I get closer?” Ross asked halfway into the room.

Henry’s fearful gaze moved from Ross to you.

“You can say no and he’ll stay right where he is or he’ll move back.”

Henry didn’t dare look at Ross but shook his head denying the older man’s request. Ross gave a quick nod and stayed where he was.

“I wanted to say that I’m sorry for scaring you. It wasn’t my intention. It’s obvious that the person that called was doing it to be mean.”

“Ok.” Henry whispers before looking down at Alpine, continuing to pet her.

“I’ll be right back, I’m just going to the hallway.”

“Kay.” Lottie answers for both her and her brother as she rests her head on his shoulder.

****

“So what now?” You ask as you cross your arms over your chest.

“Now there is nothing for you to do. We have enough evidence to know that the call was done with ill intentions. I’ll be in contact with Mr. Harris if we need anything else and we will be tracking your mother.”

“Sounds good to me. It was good to see you again Ross just not under these circumstances.”

“I know but trust me when I say that I did it with the best intentions. Secretary Ross wanted to come in here with as many soldiers as he could find.” He informs you. “You know he’s always looking for a way to get rid of the Avengers or at least control you. If he were here right now I don’t doubt he would have done something horrible to try and push Barnes and get a reaction out of him.”

You nod because you remember the whole ordeal when Bucky was brought in.

“I’m leaving now but if I hear anything else I’ll let you know.”

With that Everett Ross is walking down the hallway.

****

The others checked in on you once you’d brought the kids back to the apartment. The only thing you were really worried about was where Bucky had gone. Steve left to find him after you voiced your concern. That left you alone with a child that was scared and one that was still pissed off. Henry clung to you like a koala which made things a bit difficult but you managed. If he needed to be held to feel safe then you would hold him.

After getting them something to eat, giving them showers and dressed with pajamas the three of you finally plopped down in your bed. Alpine was curled up next to Lottie who was petting her softly. You sat against the headboard playing with Henry’s hair, he sitting in your lap and his face hidden against your chest. A movie played but you were too distracted to pay attention.

The day’s events wore all of you out because the three of you fell asleep just as you were in bed. But when you instinctively reached out for Bucky on his side of the bed you were met with fur. That made you more alert and you looked to his side to find Henry, Lottie and Alpine all cuddled up together which doesn’t make sense. Henry was on top of you and you had fallen asleep sitting down. Your first thought is that Bucky walked in and moved you around but why hadn’t you noticed?

You get up and check the bathroom first but he’s not there. Then you head out toward the living room where you can see the glow of the tv in the otherwise dark apartment.

“Dad?” You call out in disbelief.

“Hey kitten.”

“What are you doing here?”

“Bucky called me and asked me to come down.” He patted the empty spot beside him and pulled you into his side once you sat down.

The tears you’d been holding back all day spring up. Eddie comforts you and reassures you that everything is alright. The kids are safe and so are you.

“I thought we were going to lose them. I thought that hydra had been the ones to break in.” You say through tears.

“I know kitten, but they’re safe now. They aren’t going anywhere.”

You allow yourself a few minutes to cry before pulling back and looking at your father.

“Have you talked to Bucky?”

“Just when he called and asked me to come down and when he met me outside but he didn’t say much.”

“It was horrible. The interview.”

“Just give him some time. He needs to sort out his emotions.”

You nod and rest your head against his shoulder again.

“How about we watch that new episode of The Mandalorian?”

You chuckle but nod your head. Soon enough Henry comes out of your room followed by Lottie. Both of them settle either on your lap or next to you. You give them more cuddles and kisses as the episode plays.

You decide to do as your father said and give Bucky some space. Hopefully he comes back soon because you’re still worried about him. But for now you focus on the one thing you can do which is make sure your kids feel safe and protected.

Ch. 25

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[wednesdayismyfunday]

The last sip

Summary : Tommy and y/n are childhood friends and both want more .

Warnings : mentions of drinking . Swearing . Smut . No story line . Not enough metaphors

Pairings : Tommy Shelby x y/n

It was a hard day . Tommy was in desperate need of a drink . He went to the living room to find his golden nectar. He was ready to leave his troubles in a bottle . As he walked in he saw yn and an empty bottle of bourbon. She had a glass in her hand with bourbon in it . Tommy watched with horror when he saw yn tip the bourbon out the window . Y/n had taken it upon her self to look after Tommy . They had been childhood friends then lost contact after Tommy went to war . Yn came back into Tommy’s life when John died . She saw how much he needed someone to care for him. Even if he didn’t want it .

“ what the f**k are you doing ?” Tommy yelled. Y/n turned to face Tommy . No sign of fear or regret on her face.

“ I am tired of you drinking until you pass out. You have a child and a family . Grow up Tommy , this drinking thing is so childish. Alcohol isn’t gonna fix your problems.” Yn spat .

“ Is this all because I kissed you last night.” Tommy replied. Tommy got drunk and kissed Yn .

“ Yes. It is Tommy . You treat people like trash . Then you expect them to treat you like a hero. You kissed me and then told me I am not worth it . That I was a waste of a kiss.” Yn yelled .

“ I was drunk Y/n. I didn’t mean it.” Tommy yelled back.

“ You still said it . I can only imagine what you say to the rest of the family when you have been drinking.” Y/n spat.

“ They don’t see me drunk. It’s only you. You���re the only one who sticks around.” Tommy said .

“They don’t stick around because you keep hurting them Tommy.” Yn said gently . Tommy sighed and walked to a couch. He put his head in his hands and mumbled.

“ How do I stop ?” Yn walked to Tommy and put her hand on his shoulder.

“ Well for starters let’s get rid of the alcohol.” Y/n whispered .

“ Then?” Tommy said. He looked up at Y/n who still had her hand on his shoulder. She knelt down and moved her hand to his cheek.

“ Let someone in.” Y/n held Tommy’s gaze . Trying to read his expression. He was quite for a while. Trying to process the right thing to say. Tommy looked at y/n then back down to the ground . He too in a deep breath and spoke.

“ The kiss wasn’t a waste because it was with you, it was a waste because I had done it drunk. You are worth more then a drunk kiss. I should have kissed you under the stars or near a fire. It should have been different . I am sorry.” Tommy explained . He moved closer to y/n and pulled her into his lap. She didn’t say a word , too scared it would ruin the moment. He closed his eyes and leaned into the couch . Y/n let a smile slip out . She moved closer so that her mouth hovered over Tommy’s .

“ You smell like bread.” Tommy muttered . Y/n laughed and nudged Tommy .

“ Aren’t you supposed to be a smooth talker? What kind of foreplay is that?” Y/n said smiling. Tommy opened his eyes and laughed . He had meant it to sound soothing , maybe he had lost his touch.

“ I mean you smell like bread in the oven.” Tommy corrected himself . Y/n laughed once more . Tommy started laughing with yn . They laughed until tears formed . Tommy had no idea how to tell her that when he smells bread it reminds him of her . It was warmth and home . Every time he tried to get it out they burst into laughter .

“ Ok , ok Tommy . Will you stop trying to seduce me with all this bread talk and just kiss me already .” Y/n said. Tommy moved his hand towards her face and pulled her in for a kiss . It was a kiss they would remember for years to come. Filled with love and passion . Tommy held her so close he could feel her heart beating . He gentle pushed her away making y/n concerned. He gently moved his hands to her blouse , slowly unbuttoning each button with shaking hands . Tommy had never felt so nervous before . Y/n put her hand over his and took over . Once she finished taking her blouse off . She pushed Tommy further into the couch . She stood up and took her skirt off . Leaving her in her underwear . Tommy took a deep breath and covered his face with his hands .

“ You make me so nervous,” Tommy mumbled through his hands. Y/n moved forward and kissed Tommy’s hand. Tommy moved his hands and pulled yn in for another kiss. This time with hunger and passion. Y/n moaned into the kiss. Tommy no longer nervous started stripping his clothes off, leaving him in his underwear. Yn sat on Tommy again and started grinding against his length. Tommy began pushing Yn further onto him so they could feel each other through their underwear. He had never felt this good from just rubbing onto someone. He desperately needed more.

" Tommy please," Y/n begged. She didn't even know what she was begging for, all she knew was that she needed him.

" Darling , tell me what you want." Tommy whispered.

" I need you to be in me. Please. " Yn begged. Tommy lifted yn and moved her so she was lying on her back. He gently took off her underwear. Y/n wiggled underneath Tommy. Tommy held on to y/n by the hip. He began kissing her inner thigh. Slowly making his way to her core. Y/n moaned at the sensation. Still needing more.

" Tommy please," Y/n begged again.

" What a desperate girl," Tommy said. He stood up and took off his underwear. He pushed himself into her . Both eliciting a moan at the sensation. He began slow, letting yn get used to his size. Then when she began begging he moved faster. Y/n felt dizzy from Tommy. They made love for hours. Both climaxing multiple times. Years of tension washing away with each thrust. They had made there way to Tommys bedroom and were lying on his bed. They were holding each other, soothing each others muscl. Y/n eyes closed and she sighed contently.

" I love you."

" I love you too."

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[2stepadmiral]

Something I love about Luke, Leia, and Han is that before the Skywalker twins reached their mid twenties, the trio shared about three braincells.

I mean, before the Death Star, Leia and Han probably had a respectable amount each (Leia needed to be smart as an up and coming Rebellion leader and Han definitely was clever as a smuggler and conman), but after that first argument in the detention hall in the middle of a desperate firefight that culminated in a dive into the trash compactor, some cosmic alignment of their inner natures mixed with the will of the Force resulted in both of them being brought down to Luke’s level.

Now, over the years, they all became much smarter and better at working together, but right from the death star onwards for the first few years, they shared about three brain cells. Individually, each of the three were in possession of maybe one at all times, and were decently competent on their own. Luke was a great pilot and field commander, Leia was a fine strategist and mission planner and inspirational leader, and Han, of course, was a very competent smooth talker and mechanic, as well as a brilliant pilot. But put them together in a room, or on a mission together, and usually one of them is going to end up with all three brain cells while the others are up on their shit.

Luke usually ends up with the brain cells when Han and Leia are bickering. The slightest thing sets them off, and suddenly Luke is the voice of reason, which she is very much not used to being.

“I thought you said this was a shortcut, not the front doorstep to an Imperial station for the sector.”

“Hey, I’ve slipped through this way a dozen times before, and never had any trouble. You were supposed to be monitoring the base.”

“Oh, sure, captain, blame me for you forgetting there is an imperial outpost over here.”

“ < exasperated sigh> Alright, Chewie, let’s power up the guns, and hope that these two don’t crash into a Star Destroyer.”

When Leia has all three, it’s usually because Han is on some reckless Corellian daredevil kick, and Luke is in adventure crazed teenager living his dream mode and is too focused on his x-wing or his squadron to see the big picture. Both mindsets are often at least indirectly because of the influence of Wedge Antilles and Tycho Celchu.

“Luke, stop fiddling with your X-wing, we have a scouting mission.

“One second land, I’ve almost got the inertial dampeners just where I need them. Wedge and I were talking, and I think if we have these in sync during our next mission, we should be able to reduce drag by 1.56%.”

“You can finish when we get back.”

“ Wait, we’re not taking Rogue Squadron?”

“<sigh> what part of scouting mission did you miss? and where is Han?”

“I think he’s with Wedge and Tycho.“

“Oh no. What laser brain stunt did they dare him to try this time?“

“…Well, they might’ve said something about flying the falcon through the gap of an imperial two communication tower?”

“Kriffing Corellians. And you didn’t think to order Wedge and Tycho to stay away from Han?”

“…Han is good for squadron morale.”

“<sigh>”

And on the disturbingly, frequent occasions were Han is in possession of the brain cells, it is, without fail, because Leia is in full devotion to the cause of the rebellion mode, and Luke is in strange-mystic-Jedi-shit-is-calling-me-and-I-must-answer-the-call mode.

“Hey, princess, are you still on that Agamar campaign?”

“The people of Agamar need our help, Han. I need to figure out a way to neutralize these Golan batteries.”

“Um, sure, OK, but we’re currently on a completely different mission, and I kind of need you to be ready to mail the guns when we get there.”

“Don’t worry about me, I’ll be just fine when we get to Ord Mantell.”

“Ord Mantell? Uh, this is a mission to Taris.”

“What? oh, you’re right, sorry. I’ve just planned so many of our next few missions, I kind of forgot, which one we’re on.”

“… When’s the last time you ate?”

“I’ll eat once I figured out how to bring down these Golan shields.”

“…Hey, Luke? Any chance you could talk her worshipfulness into having some rations? …Kid?”

“ what? oh, sorry, hon, I was reading this account on spirituality by Plo Koon, and I thought I might’ve heard Ben’s voice coming from the engine room.”

“…Ben Kenobi is dead, Luke.”

“I know, Han, but sometimes, I can hear his voice through the Force, guiding me, helping me. I’ve been trying to research why and have been reading these journals Ben had in his home on Tatooine, and…”

“Kid, when’s the last time you ate anything?”

“…, now that you mention it, I’m not sure.”

“…”

Moments like these are frequent until maybe half, and after Endor, these moments become very occasional and much more casual as the trio becomes closer and more accustomed to each other’s quirks.

“I thought you fixed the deflector oscillator before we left!”

“I did! Don’t blame me if the Alliance stuck me with substandard parts.”

“Save it for later, you two, or you’d better let me and Chewie take over while you sort it out. I have a Star Destroyers coming up on our bow, and Zsinj would love to hear that the Falcon was shot down.”

“Fair point, kid. Will discuss this later, princess.”

“Fine by me. I’ll try and get those shields dialed in.”

Or,

“Luke, I need you to come with us. I’m meeting with the Queen of Naboo, and I need you as an escort.”

“Sure, Leia. Let me just finish these adjustments and I’ll be ready to fly. Oh, no X-wing?”

“Not this time. Have you seen Han?”

“I think that he went to help Wedge and Tycho perform reflex tests on the new rogue squadron recruits. They should be down at the gorge.”

“With speed bikes, I presume?”

“I think so, but Han told me to tell you he would be careful. And wear a helmet.”

“Well, I guess that’s something.”

Or,

“Han, give me my data pad, I need to prepare for the meeting with the delegation from Ryloth.”

“The Twi’lek research can wait until you finish your supper, Leia. It’s in the gallery, I made plenty, and don’t come back until you’ve had at least two portions. You need to keep your strength up while you’re helping to build the New Republic. Mon Mothma can’t expect you to do everything without even having a proper meal every now and again.”

“… Can I continue while I eat?”

“Not until you’ve had at least one full plate. <sound of grabbing a holocron> You too, kid. You need to stop making me be the responsible one around here.”

“Han, you know that I can just grab that back from you with the Force?”

“Yeah, and what kind of message would that send to the galaxy about the new Jedi? They go around stealing holocrons instead of just eating their dinner like a normal person? Go on, have some food. I made some Karkan ribenes with tomo-spice.”

And right around the time they start figuring this dynamic out, they start to notice that Chewie is less irritated with the three of them. Little do they know, because, again, three brain cells shared between the three of them, that Chewbacca has been actively trying to loan them any of the hundreds of brain cells he’s accumulated over the course of his 200 year long Wookie life and has been furious with how unresponsive to his wisdom they have been.

#star wars #luke skywalker #leia organa #han solo #master luke #princess leia #captain solo #luke and leia #han and leia #han and chewie #chewbacca #Chewie #r2d2 and c3po #x wing #rogue squadron #millennium falcon #golden trio #wedge antilles #tycho celchu #rebel alliance #galactic civil war

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Yeah, I just was vibing. Hope you don't mind if I go off again...

I do not mind!! I now want to meet Steve’s girl and have the reader teach her some recipes. Or maybe the boys take them on a group date to a baseball match?

This is from Steve's girls' POV

Baked Over

No explicit warnings but you know the tone of my work. Bucky is a big jealous baby.

Please let me know what you think <3

🥧🥧🥧

“Try not to make a mess,” Steve’s large hand rests on your hip as he kisses your forehead, “and listen,” he whispers.

You wince as his breath tickles your ear and you give a nod, “yes, Captain.”

“Good girl,” he winks as he pulls back and looks at you, “I really like this,” he plays with the frilly trim of the apron he gave you that morning, “you look nice.”

“Thank you,” you smile and rub your arm as you glance over at your visitor. She watches you vacantly as her husband’s hand lingers shamelessly on her behind. “We should get started.”

“Yes, I can’t wait,” Steve says, “Buck, come on, we gotta figure out this thing today or I’m just gonna trash it.”

“I told you it was a clunker,” Bucky parts from the other woman with one last pinch, “but you never listen to good sense.”

You give a shallow laugh as the men leave. The other woman goes to the counter and unpacks the cloth bag she brought with her. She’s quiet as she sets down three shining Gala apples.

“Thanks so much for this,” you come to her side, “I’ve been watching all these videos but my pastry just doesn’t turn out.”

“No problem,” she says, “pastry is… fickle. And I need to do something with these apples.”

“Last time I served pie, Captain got sick.”

She tucks her lower lip under her teeth and nods as she continues to pull out ingredients, “you really call him Captain all the time?”

“Um, habit, mostly just… to him, but it’s easier,” you have to keep yourself from hyperventilating, “he likes it.”

She looks over at you, “yeah, they’re like that. Anyway,” she sighs, “I wasn’t sure if you had a good pan but I have a spare, so I brought it with me.”

“Oh, thank you, you didn’t have to do that.”

“It’s fine,” she shrugs.

You smile. It’s nice, you only hope you don’t ruin it. She starts, running through the steps by rote; peel and chop the apples, next, mix the dry ingredients, then… you try to follow her instructions, even as she slows down and has you do it yourself. Still, you don’t have a mind for it. You told Steve a dozen times, your head doesn’t work like that.

“You okay?” She stops as she lines the pan with the dough. It looks better than anything you’ve ever done.

“Mhmm,” you hum weakly. She’s so confident about all this. “Um,” you stare at the band on her finger, the large stone sparkling beneath the remnants of flour, “how long have you and Bucky… been married?”

“Couple years, I think,” she answers dully, “are you and Steve planning to…”

“Oh, er, he really wants to. It’s all he talks about but I just think it’s so early. Moving in that was… a lot. And it’s only because my building kind of… well, there was something about a buyout. Anyway, um, I’m rambling.”

“No, it’s fine, Bucky’s not much of a talker.”

“Yeah, he’s scary,” you say without thinking then cover your mouth. She looks at you but doesn’t answer. You drop your hands, “I’m sorry, I didn’t–”

“Let me give you some advice, don’t marry him,” she says, “if you can, get out. This Captain thing, that’s the first step.”

“What do you mean?”

She gives you another long stare. You teeter on your feet and blink as you avoid her gaze.

“You know,” she says and she’s right, you know, but she doesn’t know, you can’t leave.

#steve rogers #dark steve rogers #dark!steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #drabble #dark drabble #dark!drabble #ask drabble #mcu #marvel #bucky barnes #captain america

[astroyongie]

Hello, could you do ATEEZ members when they are angry?

Ateez When Angry

Hongjoong

Now he isn't the type to get easily angry

It's complicated for him to get anrgy

and when he does he is more the type to express it through his voice than actions

Hongjoong as just way too much over control himself

but his attitude gets petty

people around might be surprised at how petty and judgemental he gets when he is angry

the peros he gets angry with just becomes a huge bag of boxing frustration

he will however be very vocal

he will loudly insult the person

talk trash about them

and be careless with his words

probably says things he doesn't mean too

Mingi

He will try to swallow the anger away

because he doesn't want to hurt people with his words

but if you push him too much he will break

the way he will manipulate the people and the words around him to make sure everyone see the person he is angry with on a bad light

usually, that happens only when the person he is angry with is touching or threatening people he loves

other than that he will be revengeful

this boy tries his best to keep quiet

but on the shadow of things he is already planning 7239 plans to destroy his enemy

he might even get physical aggressive if the person really os pushing forward with him

San

This boy won't let you finish your phrase that he is already looking at you with disdain

San gets angry easily and his pride gets hurt even more

He is the type to get into front to front with the person who is making him angry

you can be he will protect himself, his people and his morals

and he doesn't matter who made him angry

not only is he a big talker he is also extremely vengeful

just like Mingi

if you piss him off you can bet he will come back at you, even if it takes months

he never forgets, he never forgives

When angry he will not rest until he has destroyed the person

or at least until he has hurt them big time

Seonghwa

Another boy who is way too impulsive

the person who got him angry doesn't have much time to defend themselves

he will be violent and physical

Seonghwa is someone very impulsive and aggressive

whenever his emotions get on the red side he will blow up

and it's better for no one to get in the middle or there are chances to get hit as well

the thing is that it's not only his body that reacts to anger

it's also his words, his thoughts

his whole being really

when angry he just curses so much, calls names out to the person, will say and do anything to get them hurt

Wooyoung

This boy isn't easily angered

and when he is, he won't be using physical violence to defend himself

or a way to react either

When angry Wooyoung will offer cold shoulders,

snobby looks to the person

showing them that it doesn't matter what they do to anger I'm, he won' t fall into their level

he will however be vocal about it

but on the smart way

Wooyoung won't go there and cal names

instead he is the type to spread gossips and lies like a disease to everyone around him

just to break down and ruin the image of someone

his whole anger is planned and executed based on what the person has done to him

Yeosang

He too isn't easy to get angry

usually, you will need to hurt someone he likes for him to get angry

or at least defensive on certain points

Yeosang is the type to warm people that they are going over the limits and he will use his emotional manipulation in a way to get the other person away

and hurt

other than that he gets really passive agressive

that's when we know he is pissed off

he talks full sarcasm, looks at people in the eye with disdain and he just talks like everyone is stupid

his anger is well controlled

Yunho

Just like Mingi and San, Yunho is the type to go full revenge and destruction when someone gets him angry

he just will tear down things the person loves and cares for so he can make them taste their own medicine

Yunho is also an amazing manipulator and victim

so whenever he gets angry he truly believes it's the default of the other person

and the will be the type to have very violent scenarios on his head

but not playing them to reality unless he is pushed directly into it

so whenever he gets angry he is more into talking it out first

and taking revenge on the person later

Jungho

He is a little bit like Hongjoong

in the sense that he doesn't get angry easily

but he is also very controlled over it

meaning that even when he gets angry it's complicated to see it

because he doesn't lose his cool

but he gets pitty, just like Hongjoong

will act like the person is a huge bastard and he will make sure people around think the same

Jungho is also the type to spread gossip about the person to hurt them,

or to even talk directly to people the person likes so he can turn them against them

Jungho can be quite vengeful

but it's more in his mind than in the practice

#Ateez #Ateez astrology #Ateez headcanons #Ateez imagines #Ateez scenarios #Ateez reactions

[learnfromali]

Hey, what's good LearnFromAli gang? It's your boy, back at it again with some hot takes and cool insights.

So, I was thinking about this whole "learning from Ali" thing, and I gotta say, the man had some serious style. I mean, who else could rock a pair of boxing gloves and a suit like he could? That's what I call versatility, baby.

But it's not just about the style, it's about the mindset. Ali was a true champion, not just in the ring, but in life. He knew what he wanted, and he went after it with everything he had. That's the kind of attitude that separates the winners from the losers.

Now, I know what some of y'all are thinking. "But Yalla Papi, I'm not a boxer. How am I supposed to learn from Ali?" Well, my friend, let me tell you something. Ali wasn't just a boxer. He was a philosopher, a poet, and a damn good trash talker. He had a way with words that could inspire a nation, and a way of thinking that could change the world.

So, if you want to learn from Ali, it's not just about throwing punches. It's about having the confidence to speak your mind, the courage to stand up for what you believe in, and the determination to never give up on your dreams.

That's the Ali way, baby. And if you can learn that, you'll be a champion in your own right. So, keep grinding, keep hustling, and keep learning from the greatest of all time.

Peace out, LearnFromAli gang. Yalla!

[crispy-ghee]

So while I am getting Larry bird videos, they all just seem to be about him trash talking

Sounds about right! He's famously considered one of the best/most notorious trash talkers in the NBA (despite what he himself would sometimes try to make you believe), it's one of Bird's traits that is beloved by fans. It was something that wasn't as widely known during his time in the league, but became legendary as people started to tell stories about the stuff he would do over the years.

Only drawn a couple of instances of Larry's trash talk so far, though I've been meaning to do a couple more stories because some of them are pretty mean/funny. Haven't had a lot of brain or free time lately, though, maybe someday.

#larry bird

[dearsnow]

Hello! I love you’re writing for the boys! Especially Dylan! I wish there were more writings about him x reader but I’m finding them slowly! And I found your blog that writes for him and I love you’re writing!

I was wondering if I could get headcanons for nick, Dylan, and Jake when their s/o is on their period? Or sick for a gn reader! Whatever you’re most comfortable with! I love tooth rotting fluff! If you’re not comfortable writing that, totally ok! Thank you! ❤️

PERIOD TROUBLE PT. 2

[PT. 1] Dylan

- headcanons for how they act when their s/o is on their period (gn reader, fluff, find dylan’s part linked below the title, 1 dirty joke in jacob’s part)

- thank you!! mwah <3 it’s such a coincidence that this request came in right after i wrote the period fic for dylan though 💕 the prompt is a bit different but it’s the same idea and i didn’t want to redo it lol. requests are still open!!

NICK

- will literally bring you everything you could ever ask for, even things you don’t need

- total sweetheart and is always concerned about how you’re feeling

- he may be a little overbearing, but that’s just how he shows his love

- always makes you a hot drink and smothers you in blankets before putting on a movie and cuddling you to death. Be warned, though, he’s a talker. He’ll annoy you with constant commentary when you’re watching

- he’s a practicing health nut and will definitely google what foods and drinks ease period cramps or lighten your flow

- he will always, and I mean always, put you first. Unless you’re playing a competitive game with him. He’ll crush you and won’t feel bad about it. After that, though, he’ll hold your hand and give you the first bite of everything he eats

JACOB

- “does that mean we can’t fuck?”

- for real though, the minute you tell him all the aches and pains that come from periods, he is horrified and vows to be on his best behavior when you’re dealing with it

- is totally up for bringing you stuff when you don’t want to get out of bed, just be aware of flying cans and bags of chips because he just can’t bring himself to walk a few extra steps like a normal person

- he’s a huge cuddle monster and his body heat will warm you up in no time, so it’s especially helpful when you’re cramping

- he will try to do your chores for you. Keyword try. He might leave a few spots on the dishes and accidentally rip the trash bag, but he’s doing what he can

- he might be a himbo but he isn’t completely stupid, meaning he’s actually a really good cook. He’ll make you anything your heart desires, as long as you let him take a bite as well

Reblogs are greatly appreciated!!

#solar eclipse. #the quarry x reader #nick furcillo #the quarry headcanons #jacob custos #nick the quarry x reader #nick the quarry #nick furcillo imagine #nick furcillo x reader #jacob custos x reader #jacob the quarry #jacob custos imagine #nick furcillo headcanon #jacob custos headcanons #the quarry jacob

[ysolt]

I'm like a top class heckler and trash talker whenever I say something 'mean' on here I'm holding back by a factor of a billion. You should have seen me in the for honor text chat

#violet talks #fighting game adjacent game with a text chat and a player base of scrub quotes targets is a wonderful combo

[wispforever]

Headcanons about the sand siblings?

I'm not sure if sand siblings means individual headcanons or only headcanons with them together, so I'll just do a little of both.

Gaara has a huge fucking crush on Naruto, and he always will and he's jealous as fuck of Sasuke, but he knows Naruto's in love with him, so he chooses never to express any of it. Seeing Naruto happy is enough for him. He will bitch Sasuke out at a moment's notice though if he sees him doing any sasuke-typical bullshit to naruto

About that crush, Temari and Kankuro think it's fucking adorable.

As the big sister, Temari is very protective of her boys even after they're full-grown men. She'll hear about fights they have, and she lets them do their thing because she trusts in their abilities and such but the opponents that give them a real hard time WILL ALWAYS BE ON HER SHIT LIST if sakura wouldn't have killed Sasori you can bet your ass Temari would've rocked his shit after the hell he put Kankuro through

I picture Kankuro throwing all his issues into his puppets. Just the few scenes we get to see him working, being annoyed when he's interrupted makes me think so. His fucked up dad, his near-death experiences as a shinobi, his worries about and for Gaara. He works and works until he can't remember them. And when he's finished, he has a tool he can use to protect the people he loves, not to mention himself. It's an extension of his will in more ways than one

After Gaara turns his corner, he starts hanging with his siblings way more and getting to know them better. They start training together and coordinating kick ass jutsu as a way to bond. He spawns sand dunes for Kankuro's puppets to hide in and ambush enemies. Temari uses her wind with Gaara's sand to create blinding sandstorms. they learn how to work together, and they feel like a family for one of the first times.

idk if this is a headcanon, I've never actually checked the canon, but I've always thought that Temari and Kankuro probably had a different mother than Gaara, which would make them half-siblings. I like to think of them that way, having only half-siblings myself. They talk about their different experiences of their father, and how they miss their respective moms. They laugh when strangers can't guess they're related because they all look different

Kankuro does Temari and Gaara's makeup for them cuz he's the best at it out of all of them.

I like to think Gaara keeps one of those sand gardens, but he uses it to practice honing his jutsu. He has to focus his chakra to make the little ripples even

Their dad was a scary dickhead, but both Temari and Kankuro stood up to him more than once when they were old enough to feel like they could hold their ground. They stuck up for each other, and they tried their best to stick up for Gaara.

Temari, I've noticed, is one of the best fucking trash talkers in Naruto. She talks so much shit when she fights, it's ridiculous. She never flinches, never hesitates to try and get into her opponent's head and it TOTALLY WORKS. I think Kankuro and Gaara totally try to emulate her badassery. When they're in a corner or feeling doubt during a fight, they think what would my stone-cold bitch of a sister say??

Kankuro's wrists and hands get stiff pretty often cuz he's doing a lot of fine-tuning on his puppets. Gaara and Temari try to remind him to stretch before he starts in for hours on end. They encourage him to take breaks, come and drag him away from his little table to eat and such, then get him ice afterward when he's miserable.

After Shukaku was extracted from him, Gaara was relieved, as he no longer had what he felt was a monster inside of him. But he felt strangely empty too; shukaku was his only company for many years, agreeable or otherwise.

Temari circulates the air in the sand when they have an especially hot day to give the village a little breeze

Gaara's on the aroace spectrum. I said so

#naruto #ask #crazymistahj #headcanons #gaara #temari #kankuro #this is wisp

[excusemejb]

Lamelo Ball imagine-

Summary: Naomi signs her little brother up for the big brother club, but is intrigued by her brother’s mentor.

"You're going to be fine" she reassured while fixing Nalo's collar. How did you fold your collar inside out? She thought to herself in pure confusion.

Looking back up she notices the anxious look on her brother's face. "Nalo they are going to love you, someone in there will be so excited to have you as a little brother okay"? He nods and straightens up.

"I'll be back in two hours and we'll go grab food at Inizio Pizza". "INIZIO PIZZA?!" Nalo squeals excitedly. "Only if you give this big brother thing a try" she said trying to persuade him.

"I should've known there was a catch" Nalo says as he walks into the building. "I love you too" Naomi says breathlessly from laughing.

He just turns around and smiles.

That's my boy.

•<3<3<3•

Lamelo sat on the bleachers as he mindlessly scrolls through twitter waiting for pairings to start. When he hears a small voice yell "That's too easy!".

He looks up to see a kid absolutely dominating the basketball court, obviously too talented for his competition. He posts a tweet and waits until they are done then he approached him.

"You was out there going crazy man!" Melo says as he puts his hand on the young boy's shoulder.

The kid turns around and his eyes widen. Melo smiles in amusement and says "what's your name?" "I'm Nalo Pierce" reaching his hand out to shake.

"Maybe I can teach you some moves." Melo scoffs "teach ME some moves?! okay show me something".

Nalo starts to dribble the ball while Melo lazily defends not taking him seriously. Which causes Nalo to go in for the layup. Melo laughs "Okay youngin, my ball".

Melo starts to dribble the ball up the court when Nalo comes in and steals the ball causing a turnover. He then runs to the three point line to bank in a three while doing his head tap celebration at Melo.

This kid is hilarious.

Melo does his high pitched scream while laughing hysterically. Nalo comes over smirking ready to tell him off but they are interrupted by the organizer.

"How's it going over here?" asked Brian. "Great, just getting to know my little brother" Melo says looking down smiling at Nalo. Nalo glanced down bashfully as Brian walks away.

"Little brother?" he asks. Melo's face contorts from confusion to realization when he blurts out "I just assumed you'd want to pair with me, if you don't it's fine it's really up to-". "I'd like that", Nalo says calmly.

Bro pulling my heart strings I don't like it.

Clearing his throat, Melo grabs the ball and says "1v1?".

"Are you sure you can handle it cus I gave you the business earlier" Nalo taunts.

"Mannn you got lucky, I wasn't even trying" Melo said as he kissed his teeth.

"Of course that's what happened" Nalo sarcastically says grabbing the ball from Melo getting into position.

What have I gotten myself into?

•<3<3<3•

Naomi rushes into the recreation center to pick up Nalo. Walking through the zig zags of the hall gets too confusing as she rushes past every door until she sees a gym.

She peeks through the glass to see Nalo and a man sitting on basketballs with their backs turned toward her. She gently opens the door and walks in slowly hoping to surprise her brother. As she approaches she picks up on their conversation.

"-yeah so now I'm in Charlotte like you, playing basketball, having fun, and I'm getting pizza later. Life's good you know what I mean?" She heard Nalo say.

The guy laughs before replying "yeah, I know what you mean".

"I know what you mean too" Naomi announces. Turning around quickly Nalo runs to her and gives her the biggest hug known to man. "You're late.." he says expecting an answer. "Sorry the meeting went a little longer than expected" she says turning her attention to the man waiting patiently.

"I really hope he wasn't too much trouble he can be a handful sometimes" Naomi says apologetically. "Oh not at all but he's quite the trash talker" Melo laughs.

"Oh don't get me started I already know" Naomi dismisses.

They share a laugh before shaking hands. "Naomi Pierce, the sister". "Lamelo Ball, the mentor".

Looking up at him she admires his features, his handsome features. The eyes. The smile. Those lips... Snapping out of her thoughts as his tongue licks his lips. "You're really tall" she said hoping he didn't see her checking him out.

"I'm a professional basketball player the height helps, I taught this one here all he knows" he said pointing to Nalo jokingly. "More like I taught you" Nalo said not even bothering to glance up from his phone.

Naomi and Melo burst out into laughter, as they sobered up Naomi says "It was nice meeting you Lamelo".

"It was nice meeting you too...very nice" not even trying to be subtle as he looks her up and down.

Oh he's bold.

Nalo daps him up and walks towards the exit. "The pizza isn't going to eat itself come on" he says impatiently.

"Okay okay I'm coming, impatient creature!". Naomi replies while speed walking towards the exit. Almost there she turns and waves goodbye to Melo. He waves back but her car alarm starts to blare the culprit being Nalo.

"If he doesn't show up to big brother's club one day don't wonder why" she says running out of the gym.

Melo laughs before shaking his head and turning around to put up shots.

#nba players #lamelo ball #imagine #oneshot #basketball