#consistency? i dont know her 😌

[separatedleoau]

Next round let's gooooo!!!!!

I have nothing to offer but the fact that I will continue drawing One trying to fight everyone he meets on the @tmntaucompetition (to different degrees of success)

Also it'd be really funny if this au eventually goes against a future leo au, One already has beef with a future Leo and I want more

Never better Red -> @less-depresso-more-espresso

#consistency? i dont know her 😌 #separated leo au #slau art #slau crossover #i keep forgetting if i had a specific tag for these polls #polls

[cxcewg]

two pretty best friends

pairing: charles leclerc x model!portuguese!brunette!reader type: social media au author’s note: i saw this reel of charles and pierre and i was like these two would be absolute simps for their girlfriends and i absolutely adore kika so... here we are. obviously i had to make osme changes to the timeline of kika and pierre's relationship reader is naturally brunette btw (she has highlights) which she clarifies (because uh i couldnt find consistent photos) nothing is factual 😘 warnings: badly translated portuguese (feel free to correct) masterlist

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requests are open (and encouraged) 😘- BUT charles/lando/oscar requests will receive priority for the moment being 😊(feel free to be a bit specific or as unspecific as you want, i just want a feel for what everyone wants me to write)

also send me recs in gen (obviously f1 fanfics are also accepted haha) cuz im a sucker for a good read

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[spoops-inliyue]

grrr its 4am too warm and im feelin petty SO im rollin in w a request for a hc😤😤😤

what abt zhongli, raiden, and/or childe act w an enby s/o who has kinda-not-rlly-chronic-illness and they constantly make jokes abt it and tries placing bets w ppl abt what will cause em pain that day if ur fine w it

mwa dont follow my example sleep and hydrate

| S/O who constantly makes jokes about their chronic pain condition

Character(s): Zhongli and Raiden/Ei

TW: Chronic pain, chronic condition (generally unspecified), mediation mention, betting, Xiao spoilers (? - Minor, if it isn't already common knowledge, idk)

Notes: Non-binary reader || We're not gonna talk about the fact that I went to sleep at 7 in the morning the day that you sent in this request m'kay 😌 But make sure to take care of yourself and hydrate too!!

Zhongli

He tries his best to joke along with you but he's struggling

He's already aware of chronic conditions because he makes quite the effort to learn as much as he can about humans in general and various area of study such as medicine and is more than aware of things like Xiao's karmic debt in regards to which he already finds himself very concerned about so it's very alarming to have you joking about it all of the time

He ends up developing a habit of noting what hurts and when and how often for you and will otherwise learn how to respond quickly if your pains are sudden and irregular

He's not actually too fond of the idea of you joking about your pain but, if it makes it easier to deal with, he'll leave it be but he does make an effort to try and lessen the pains with the help of anyone he can find

"I bet it'll be my joints that screw me over today. I bet 500 mora on it. Hey, Hu Tao, what do you think?" Yeah he's definitely not too on board with the fact that you manage to rope Hu Tao - and very easily for that matter - into betting mora on it but what can he do against the two of you when you're... The two of you?

He never stops you from betting on it - not that he could - but he puts all of his skills to use in ensuring your comfort. If you don't want him coddling you, then he's doing it discreetly but Baizhu will wring Zhongli dry of all of his mora and Zhongli will be more than willing. You will likely never know this

Unlike his mora, he'll never forget things like medication when he's out with you

Raiden

She has not been out in the world for a WHILE so hearing you joking about your pain throws her off no matter how many times she's heard it

She has her plane of Euthymia to remove her from feeling things like pain - physical, emotional, the pain of loss - so she's more alarmed than Zhongli at your constant jokes

Not to mention that she's emotionally inadept and most definitely is not accustomed to the idea of people using jokes to mask their pain

She can't really comprehend the idea of pain having no cause, or none that's visible at least so she's at a genuine loss of what to do and constantly asking Miko for advice which consists of both really good advice considering her being an immortal familiar but also just "Perhaps you should lock them in their room so you can monitor their condition."

Ei doesn't but she does consider it for a split second

She's almost painfully aware of your mortality so, while an immortal would be able to get used to it and just live with it without much issue, you're life was much too different and she's definitely rubbed the wrong way by the fact that you're having to spend your life with the pay and have it getting in the way of basic activities

She gets a lot more defensive over you in general and does tend to be rather straight forward with how she'll treat you and your condition but she doesn't stop the betting. She doesn't even realise that you probably shouldn't do that until Miko keeps denying your encouragement to place bets with you

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[commanderquinn]

Good Space Chapter 5: Stuck In The Middle With You

! i dont! keep these posts! updated! like i do! ao3!

that means you're going to find typos and shit (and possibly minor detail changes) that don't match the ao3 version! that's because im not going to bother fixing the tumblr posts until i finish good space as a whole. im only uploading them here as a backup tbh

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master list / ao3 chapter link

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consistent formatting? nah. in this house we believe in Convenient Formatting 🙏 rapid fire and no flashbacks again (when they start to get Super Painful later on you’ll mourn the days when i skipped them for extra fluff) we’re Zeroed In on the nerds for another hot minute. this is what happens when you get hooked on a fic by an idiot that’s more inspired by screenwriters than authors, srry ❤️

also this chapter (and probably quite a few throughout this fic) is specifically for the babes that have had to pick themselves up from the dirt after a romantic crash. i cannot tailor this in a vague way that lets anyone picking this up have their own catharsis here, right? mega impossible to one size fits all that. but what i CAN do is use the bundle of greek myth references that is ava’s concept to tell a story about regaining personal power after a total shitass tricks you into thinking youre not completely bitchin as you are ❤️

and i guess make a bunch of canadian jokes bc those are really funny to me tbh. thank you donnatella moss for the inspiration. the best accidental moose canada ever had

anyways. sit. get comfy 😌 think of the ex you reallyreallyreally wanna stab 🥰 and then go project that exact motherfucker onto alec ❤️

—

"Put it on."

"No."

"Put. It. On."

"Nope."

"It's going to look good on you."

Bucky flicks his eyes up from the news article open on his tablet. "Yes, it would."

"Great. Your head is still gigantic post-defrosting. Good thing the one I picked comes with buttons. Leave three of them undone—"

"I know how many to leave undone." That was a misstep. He knows it the second the words leave his mouth. She's going to use it as if it's compliance. It isn't.

"And I'm sure you remember how to get your arms through the holes, too. So, let's go." Natasha repeatedly taps her hand on the kitchen table, making her rings knock against the aged wood. "Make with the wardrobe change."

"I'm not wearing that, and I'm sure as hell not going anywhere," he counters blandly.

"Yes, you are. Get up."

"Eat dirt, Romanoff. I have this thing called a will of my o—"

"So, you don't want to go?"

"Correct."

"Nothing could convince you to change your mind?"

"Absolutely not."

"Who do you think is going to be more disappointed when I repeat that at the bar, Wyatt or Ava?"

Bucky's eyes close slowly. Gently. The movement is a stark contrast to the anger swirling in him, the majority of which is aimed at himself, not the Russian seeking to ruin his life. This was so easy to spot coming. So easy. And he walked right into it.

"Have you given—" Steve attempts around a mouthful of food, cutting off when Natasha hits him in the back of the head to make him stop. He takes a moment to wash down the Coco Puffs with a gulp of fresh coffee after that. "Have you given Wyatt an autograph yet? I gave him one. Super nice guy, you'll like him."

"Why is the brain trust suddenly invited to a night out?" Bucky demands. This is a fucking trap. There is no possible way that this isn't a fucking trap.

Natasha rolls her eyes at him. "We're plying them with booze to try and keep them from suing us into the ground for inflicting you on the populace. Now shut up and go change. You're not wearing those pants."

"I'm—" He cuts himself off mid-refusal. There's not a chance, not even a fraction of a percent of one, that Ava would take offense to him not wanting to go. He's told her, on multiple occasions, that he hates getting dragged out to these things. His friends are awful, and they just do this to torture him. He's not inclined to entertain that most weeks, and Ava knows that. "I don't have any other pants aside from—"

"Yes, you do."

"I'm not wearing tux pants to a—"

"The leather ones you keep for long rides."

Bucky stops, and not because Natasha just revealed knowing another secret he hasn't told her. That shit doesn't even phase him anymore. His eyes move down to the blue button-up she's trying to force him into, his lips pursing slightly. The leather pants she's not supposed to know about are worn to hell and back at this point. Heavy weathering, a hole or two at the back of the heels, more than a few deep scratches that'll become holes if he's not overly careful. Not the kind of thing that would usually be suitable for a night out. 

That button-up is new, though. Looks expensive, too. Good quality silk. It'll look more natural on him under a jacket. Less like a significant effort and more like something he got roped into. Which is precisely what's happening.

Bucky sighs deeply, looking back up at her in resignation. "I have some ground rules."

"You're allowed to have approximately one."

He looks over at Steve in frustration. The bastard shakes his head with a cackle, a fresh scoop of Puffs halfway to his mouth. "Ooohoho, no. Nah-uh. There's a captain on deck tonight, but it is not me." He stands up, chewing quickly, a big dumb smile on his stupid face. "I'm being a good boy and following her orders."

Natasha knocks on the spot of hardwood directly in front of Bucky obnoxiously. "Name your singular rule. I still have to do my hair; hurry the hell up."

Her sass reminds him that he has to figure out what the fuck he's going to do with his hair. "I'm not dancing, for starters—"

"Great. None of us will hound you about dancing; you have my word. Go get dressed. We leave in an hour, and you'll be really embarrassed if I have to drag your unconscious body through the tower." Her eyebrows raise expectantly as she stands up, looking between him and the shirt. To add insult to injury, she taps her nails along his head on her way out of the kitchen.

Steve doesn't look over from where he's raiding the fridge for another snack. "For what it's worth, she sounded excited about the invitation."

Bucky's eyes squint suspiciously. "You invited her?"

"No, Nat did," he replies far too casually. "I was just in the room when she made the call."

"See, your fuck up here is that now I know—"

"I have information you can try to weasel out of me? Thanks, Buck, I appreciate that, seeing as I'm entirely inept when it comes to interrogation and spycraft—"

"Only for the most part. Was this your push or Nat's?"

"Are you asking to be a pest, or are you asking because you need to know?"

Bucky grinds his teeth. He can say the latter, and Steve will never know the difference. "I don't need to know, but—"

"Then fuck off." He shuts the fridge door with a gentle swing and a bright smile. "I have to go get dressed. So do you." He flicks at the bun resting against the back of Bucky's head on his way out. These fuckers are always touching him, and they don't pull the Canadian routine about it. "Should do something with your hair. It looks like it has blood on it."

It probably does. His last mission was designated complete all of twenty minutes ago, and he definitely bled through some of it. Bucky can't really tell on his end; he's still coming down from the adrenaline rush. Something Natasha used to her advantage, no doubt. 

"You fuck off," he grumbles long after Steve is out of earshot.

—

"I'm completely serious."

"No, you're panickin', ya big baby."

"I mean it."

"I'd like to go ahead and remind you that I was there when you purchased most'a your wardrobe. Both times. I think I'd know if y'didn't."

"I can't wear any of that. It's one thing when it's my space—"

"You're allowed to exist in other places, ya dweeb."

"I didn't say I wasn't allowed. Just that...." Ava trails off, her nerves finally catching up to her. The argument had felt like a funny joke when she poked her head through the doorway to start it. Now it's not feeling so funny anymore. Paige is doing that awful, shitty thing where she makes sense. Leaning against the frame and glancing down at the master bedroom's carpet, Ava feels small. "I don't know. The stuff I wear to conferences is too—prim. Most of it's ballroom shit and wouldn't work, anyways. All of my usual go-to's just... It all feels... stupid."

The energy drink chugging champion that is her best friend props herself up on her elbows where she's laid out on her bed. The headband she's wearing has two miniature alien heads poking up from it that wiggle with the motion. "Well, hey there, Alec. Long time no see, ya son of a—"

"Yeah, yeah," Ava waves her hand dismissively. The reminder does knock some of the pity party out of her, at least. There was a time when she made decisions for herself and herself alone. Those were damn good years, and Ava is trying like hell to get back into the mindset. The one she proudly lived in before she let someone talk her into being ashamed of who she is. "Let my freak flag fly, whatever. I still don't have anything to wear." Nothing that doesn't feel crushingly laughable, anyways.

"What about that lace skirt you've got, the one with the swirly patterns? That one's so cute."

Ava frowns. She's not looking to get squished in hosiery tonight, which would be the only way to save herself in something that short. "For dancing?"

"Mmm. That's, ya know, that ain't a bad point. It ain't exactly built for the breeze." Paige tilts her head to the side, making the aliens go wild. Her face pinches like she's brainstorming. Then her eyes go wide with excitement. "Oh! Wear that—the, the thing!"

"Gonna need more to go on." She snaps her fingers as Paige smacks at her own bedspread.

"The wrap dress!"

"You're out of your mind," Ava laughingly insists. Now that she's caught up to her best friend's train of thought, she's almost startled. "That's—first of all, I think it's technically a sun dress—"

"Who gives a shit? Ya look great in it."

"I look—that's beside the point. It... it's not too...?"

"Too...?"

"Shit, I don't know." She folds her arms over her chest and chews her lip for a few seconds. "What do I wear with it?"

"Nothin' but heels." The smirk on Paige's face is devious.

"You know what else isn't built for the breeze? Me. I'm not looking to flash the Avengers tonight, thanks." The words make her instantly think of Bucky, shamefully enough. He's not even going to be there tonight. She's absolutely sure of it. He's told her how much it takes to convince him to go out these days.

The manic pixie rolls her eyes. "Alright. The dress, the heels, and somethin' stringy."

"How about a jacket?" Ava reasons, already turning to go back to Paige's guest room, the one that's been unofficially hers for years.

"Pick one that's sheer, ya chickenshit," she shouts down the hallway behind her.

"That's a lot of sass coming from the woman who can't look America's Sweetheart in the eye!" 

"You'll thank me when you don't wake up here!"

Ava gets hit with the mental reminder that a certain sergeant has been threatening to fly her home for over a week. She hip-bumps her unofficial door closed with a huff. 

Bucky's not going to show up tonight. 

Even if he was, the man's a serial flirt, and she's his—the primary neurosurgeon on his case. Not-flirting through his appointments has been…. She's been trying to think of it as a bedside manner. A very unprofessional bedside manner. The kind she wouldn't have the balls to admit to out loud.

Natasha didn't mention him directly during the invitation call, only his case. All she said was that the whole team was welcome, including the duct rat, Findley. No mention of other attendants. It would have been brought up if he were going to be there; Ava's sure of that. 

Natasha did mention getting Paige home on time, which was suspicious. Tomorrow is the engineer's first mission assigned to the Avengers as support, sure, but they don't seem like the type to need a pre-check. Ava's only seen a handful of SHEILD agents listed in the medical reports from Bucky's missions, and he never mentions any of them directly. She's always gotten the impression that assigned agents are an unknown hand in that machine.

If Steve ends up tagging along, she'll have her suspicions about the Russian's intent with this whole thing. She might have an ally in the fight to push her best friend that she didn't know about. 

Maybe she'll go to the tower after Paige is home safe. Ava's brought up the idea of switching to night appointments before, and she doubts Bucky would say no to a quick ten minutes on the roof. He might even stay for a while without having the excuse of leaving her to her work. 

She could pick up some late-night bagels to bribe him with. Her favorite shop closes early, but they work til midnight sometimes just for the baking process. Ava does the yearly medical work for the owner and his family without charging him. In return, he lets her sneak in after hours for cream cheese and salmon. With that and a quick stop to her office for a handful of lollipops, she's got herself some super soldier bait. 

She might not even stop to change back out of the dress. She'll grab the lab coat, though. Bucky looks more at ease whenever she has it on.

—

He wants to leave already.

It's been eighteen seconds since they coraled him through the front door. He's very proud of himself. He didn't think he'd make it to half that before the urge hit.

Bucky looks around the crowded bar with the sourest face he can muster. It's loud, it's cramped, it's loud, he's already hot enough to know he'll be sweating at some point, and it's too fucking loud. The checkpoint out front is a disaster. He's not real clear on what the standards for a bar security chief are, but that pick-up artist with the handheld, battery-powered metal detector out front doesn't fit his definition of competent. Not by a long shot.

The Avengers haven't rolled out with the full roster tonight. Tony, mercifully, is away with Pepper, Barton fucks off to god knows where, and Rhodey's as much of a workaholic as Bucky is. He tries not to think about where Thor goes. That particular can of worms is pretty full. He's still trying to get used to the fact that they've got a Quinjet that can just go to space. Whenever he—they want.

The ones that did come don't give him any shit when he breaks off to do his walk-about. They all figured out pretty early on that it's a sensitive subject. Bruce doesn't even notice him leave half the time. Steve used to do a piss-poor job of inconspicuously following him back when Bucky was primarily non-verbal. Natasha never mentions it.

The building is two stories. There's a halfway decent camera set-up that he can tap into through the wifi. No windows in the bathrooms. The roof access isn't wired with an alarm. All the emergency exits are, though. The owner's room was locked before Bucky got to it, but the staff areas are open to whoever turns a handle. They've got a round of code inspections coming up at the start of next month. They'll fail at least two of them if they don't unblock that rear door.

Sam silently checks in with an offered fist bump once he's back at the table eight minutes later. Bucky doesn't hesitate to reciprocate it. There's already a half glass of whiskey sitting on the table waiting for him. He doesn't hesitate to get his mitts on that, either.

Wyatt and Hannah show up before Ava and Paige do. It's the first time Bucky's been faced with meeting them since Ava offered that one time. She never pushed it after that. He's been meaning to get around to it. But the idea has been making his teeth buzz too much to go through with it.

Hannah is laser-focused on him from the start. She's just as conscious of it as he is, then. He can tell the moment that the realization hits Wyatt. His eyes widen with a flash of concern, his burly frame curling in on itself as if that'll make six feet of muscle look less threatening. It's almost heartwarming that he's worried about looking threatening to Bucky, of all people. The anxiety on the kid's face gets swallowed up by excitement. Seconds later, another wave of anxiety surfaces. It teeters back and forth as Hannah pushes him up to the table through the crowd.

Bucky watched Atlantis the other night after one of his nightmares took away any chance of falling back to sleep. It saved him from having to wake Steve up for a trip to the supply store. He texted Ava about it once he spotted the sun through the small gap in his blackout curtains; she was thrilled. Seeing the baby-faced brain surgeon nervously approach the table makes him understand why she compares him to Milo, not Dr. Sweet. 

Bucky's not looking to be the aggressive silent type anymore. At least not when it comes to the people working their asses off for him. He reaches out with his flesh hand, giving a reassuring half-smile to Wyatt. "Good to finally meet you, Combs."

The grin that stretches across the doctor's face looks wide enough to hurt. A stubby hand reaches out across the table for an enthusiastic shake. "It's an honor to meet you, Sergeant Barnes."

"I'll sign that journal Ava's warned me about if you promise to call me Bucky," he bribes, taking his hand back for another sip of whiskey.

"Y'mean it?" He's already headed for his patch-covered messenger bag with a hopeful look on his face. "I can use whatever makes ya comfortable. I'm not gonna make ya sign—"

"Hand it over." He glances over to where Hannah is sitting down across from Bruce. They trade an amicable nod when she makes direct eye contact again. "It's good to meet you, as well, Schuster."

"Barnes." He hears the sound of a boot being kicked under the table and watches Wyatt glare at the side of her head. She gives Bucky a strained smile. He's got a feeling it's usually strained. "Likewise."

Bucky likes her already.

As Ava warned, it doesn't take long for Wyatt to start asking about maps. He's bombarded with questions the moment he hands the journal back, with a fresh, chicken-scratch signature on one of its pages. The kid has a lot of trouble picking one at a time, and Bucky's trying not to shorten his answers out of habit. 

He keeps a mental list of the information Wyatt's most interested in. A year ago, he would have done it out of ingrained habit. Tonight it's a deliberate choice. Bucky can get his hands on records the Combs family doesn't know about. The kind they can't make a legal request for because there's no official log of it.

Ava and Paige are the last to arrive. He's too busy trying to give Wyatt more stories when they walk through the door to spot them. Steve is the first to notice their entrance, pausing mid-sentence about a mission the Howlies went on that Bucky barely remembers. Looking away from Wyatt's face, he understands why his best friend froze up. 

Good fucking god almighty. She's trying to kill him.

The doctor that haunts Bucky's dreams is walking through the crowded bar in an outfit that should be triggering the tactical analysis in his head. The analysis that, lately, only ends when his mind catches up to the fact that he shouldn't be thinking about being balls-deep in her while trying to make eye contact. It's probably—definitely inappropriate. But something about the thin, light blue fabric of her dress is shorting him the fuck out. 

It's low-cut, which is the first strike. The second is the way that split up her right leg only stops when it reaches the top of her thigh. The third—the one that really knocks him flat on his ass—is the way the whole thing is pulled in to show off her hips. The ones he'd have a lot of trouble letting go of if she ever let him put his hands on her to begin with.

He roughly swallows around nothing but air. His eyes shoot up to Ava's face, desperate to stave off his bastard mind latching onto her outfit. The last thing he needs in his head right now is a full-scale plan for laying her out on the table to unwrap that thing like a present. She's smiling at him, genuine surprise shaping most of her expression. God willing, it's about his presence here, not where his eyes were a second ago.

"They let you out of the house now?" she sasses him over the roar of the bar. Her hand folds into a fist and props high on her hip as she stops at the table's edge, her other arm linked with her best friend's.

Bucky is so fucking hopeless for her. "Yes, ma'am. But only if I get enough green stickers that week."

"In that case, thanks for behaving. I didn't think you'd be here tonight." That smile of hers is still bright as the sun. Still aimed at him. Christ, he's never been happier about Natasha ruining his life. "I'm pleasantly surprised around you, for once."

Gimmie half a chance, and I can show you every kind of pleasant surprise there is. 

If this were 1943, he'd still have the balls to say it to her. It'd be suicide to say it around his idiot friends, but he was a dumbass who wouldn't have hesitated back then. Not with someone like her. 

It's probably a good thing it's not still 1943. "If I make all the surprises annoy you, you'll tell me to stop. I have to keep you on your toes, or you'll get bored."

One of her eyebrows raises at him, entirely unimpressed. It makes him want to hold her hand. "You do understand how cool my job is, right? You're also a literal cyborg I get to poke at whenever I feel like telling you it's medically necessary. What part of that am I supposed to get bored with, sergeant?"

Bucky folds with a shy chuckle, bringing up his glass of whiskey to hide his mouth behind. "You get used to the shiny parts."

"I'm sure he'll let you add more when he busts his ass again," Sam jokes from off to Ava's left. He's staring at Bucky with an overly satisfied grin. It makes him glare over his whiskey while Ava and Paige sit down.

"Sorry we're late," Paige says, her eyes moving to Steve and her cheeks turning slightly pink. "Gettin' through Bronx traffic is always fun."

"Ordered Ryder's usual," Hannah mentions, pointing to a tall glass of ale the waiter dropped off while he wasn't looking. "Didn't know what you were in the mood for."

"Somethin' fizzy." She rhythmically taps her mismatched nails on the table, humming to herself while she glances over the drink menu. "Or maybe somethin' icey."

"I went the margarita route if you wanna go halfsies tonight," Wyatt offers, nudging his frosted glass over to her. Paige perks up and leans over for a sip.

He looks over at Steve, who's watching the interaction with the sappiest smile. It nearly makes his eyes roll. Natasha and Sam sniffed out the captain's big crush a long time ago, but it's the first time Bucky's seeing it for himself.

Neither one of them has learned a goddamn thing. Not in a hundred years.

A much more gentle nail taps right in front of his arm, dragging his eyes back to Ava while she gets herself seated. "What made you decide to come?" 

She would hit him with a question that blunt right off the bat. He tries not to notice Sam's silent laughter next to her. 

"Heard the egg heads were making an appearance," he decides to be mostly honest with.

The pleased smile on her face takes on a softer edge. She really hadn't been expecting him to show. It makes him all the more glad that he listened to Natasha. "We convinced you?"

You did. "You're surprised? I'm not about to put in the effort for these assholes."

"He only does that for our birthdays," Sam tells her, leaning into her space slyly. 

Bucky holds out his hands, mildly insulted. "And bank holidays."

Ava turns her head to offer her hand to Sam with a warm giggle. She looks so fucking good in the low bar light. With her neck muscles stretched like that, Bucky wants to kiss under her jaw just to see her reaction. "I've been hoping we'd meet again under better circumstances. Ava Ryder."

Sam barks a laugh, wrapping his hand around hers. "I'd say watchin' you hand Steve his own ass was great circumstance."

"Well thanks," Steve interjects, flipping him off before going back to drawing on a napkin with Paige.

The comment, and the gesture, gets ignored entirely. "Sam Wilson, but you can call me your favorite Avenger."

Bucky almost rolls his eyes again. Watching Ava's giggles get worse stops the urge.

—

She was wrong.

He came out tonight. To a bar. To spend time with them.

Ava takes another drink of her ale, watching the Winter Soldier over the rim of her glass. Wearing a dress that could unwind from her with a few strategic yanks on a couple pieces of string. And heels that could have paid a month of her first apartment's rent. In a New York bar.

If her parents could see her now, they'd croak.

Bucky is so goddamn attractive in his dark leather jacket that it's un-fucking-real. The bastard looks softer with his hair down like that, and there's chest hair peaking out from that button-up he's left open to a torturous degree. It keeps distracting her every time he turns to say something to Steve. His hand is the only shiny part on display at the moment. 

The glory tales from Steve don't do the heartstopping aura justice. The fact that Bucky has had the nerve to lie—to her face no less—and say they're blown out of proportion makes her seethe sitting across from him now. No wonder he was prolific; how the hell could he not be with a face like that and the attitude to back it. Now that he's not in a professional headspace, the latter is coming out in spades. The super serum body is a mouthwatering, climbable bonus.

This is the man that keeps threatening to fly her home.

Ava takes a longer drink.

She hasn't been this in over her head since college. The familiar knee-jerk reaction of bullying him is the only thing that doesn't feel petrifying. Bucky is the last person that would make her feel unsafe, but good god, the man is intimidating. Trying to find something to say to him that isn't a joke is a lot harder than usual, with him looking that good.

Paige tuned out the moment Steve gave her meticulously outlined boxes to doodle in on an unfolded napkin. He's been adding detailed frames to them ever since while the two trade work stories. It makes Ava jealous. Her best friend might be oblivious, but at least she's not the one tongue-tied tonight.

Knocking her knees together under the table, Ava leans forward and tries another round of facing down the sergeant. "Worth the trip so far?"

Way to go, moron. Pressure him, why don't you? Of course he's having a good time; he wouldn't still be sitting here if he—

Bucky smiles at her, calming her nerves without even trying. "Every second." He looks down at the glass in her hand, then back up at her face. "You havin' fun, doc?"

She misses hearing him call her doll. It's starting to feel like maybe it was an accident the handful of times it happened. He hasn't done it in days. "Unlike you, I enjoy human interaction. Plus, the hippie thing makes me partial to loud noises." And sweat. And weed to make the loud noises sound better. And men with long hair and deep voices that would sound—

"I don't mind human interaction," he argues, folding his arms on the table and leaning over with her. "I'm just picky about the people I interact with."

"Awww," Paige coos at her side. "And we made the cut? I'm honored."

"You should be," Steve confirms with a smirk, his eyes never leaving the napkin under his hand. "He's not exaggerating."

"That's unusual for him," Ava jumps on Bucky with. She regrets it right up until he snorts and briefly covers his mouth with his hand. It's a real fuck up on his end; she takes it as an all-clear to do it to him again at her leisure. "The only people I've met with bigger heads are cardiologists."

"That's the second time you've brought them up," Bucky notes. She honestly can't remember the first, but it sounds accurate. They're fun to mock.

"Nice deflection, superstar." His eyes widen a fraction at her teasing, boosting her confidence. "Have you had the displeasure of meeting one? I'm allowed to be mean to them as a neurologist, by the way. Secret doctor pecking order and whatnot."

"If I have, I probably don't want to remember," he deadpans. Steve gives him a dirty look, but it makes Ava snort. The smug look Bucky gives her in return makes her stomach flip. "I wanna hear more about this secret doctor pecking order. How far up that chain are you?"

"I don't know, man. How far up is your brain?" 

Bucky's eyes shut in pain, and he smiles. "It's so hard to be proud of your ego when your awful puns surround it."

"You'll manage," she assures in a supportive tone. 

A low whistle drags Ava's eyes to one end of the table, where Natasha is getting up. "I'm going dancing. It's up to you losers who's coming."

A majority of the table, including most of Ava's team, moves to follow. She doesn't. Bruce and Hannah don't, continuing their discussion on a medical journal he read that morning. Bucky doesn't leave either.

He watches Ava as Paige leans over to kiss the top of her head. She's pretty sure he watches her all through their short yes, I'll watch your bag check-in. He's still watching her when she looks back at him, slowly circling his glass to make the whiskey inside it swirl.

"Not a fan of dancing?" he finally asks.

"I like dancing," Ava confirms. "I just like picking on you more." The words feel outrageously bold for how innocuous they are. It's the truth, but she feels a little stupid for saying it out loud. Whatever, if it means spending the night out with him, that's fine—

Bucky puts down his glass, a determined set to his posture. "Dance with me."

Her jaw almost drops. She doesn't catch her nervous burst of laughter in time to stop it. "I—what? You? Bucky Barnes, mister touch me and die himself wants to—"

"I let you touch me all the time." The tone he uses for the blatant—

Christ, is she ever in over her head.

She ignores his flirting like a coward, racing to hide behind professionalism as fast as her mouth can get her there. "The funny thing about that is I have your willing participation—"

"You've got my willing participation for this, too." He sounds like he means it, which is the worst part. It makes it impossible to bring herself to tell him no.

She hesitates one last time, primarily out of fear of embarrassing herself. "You're sure you want to dance?"

"With you?" Bucky stands up, allowing her to see the well-worn leather sitting low enough on his hips to turn her into a bigger wreck. "Yeah, doll. I'm sure."

Hannah leans over to slide the bag Paige left behind across the table, closer to her. She doesn't bother to stop talking. Bruce is smiling from ear to ear, stealing glances at her and Bucky. He's doing a terrible job of hiding it. 

Standing up on nervous feet, Ava watches Bucky circle the table. He offers up his flesh hand when he approaches her, his signature Brooklyn smirk on his face. "Ready?"

Fuck no. She slides her hand into his, breathing deeply when he squeezes her fingers. "I really hope someone's given you the memo on modern dancing because I have no idea what the hell you people did in the 30s." 

"I'm sure you'll help me figure it out." He's sounding more confident with every word, and it's scaring the absolute shit out of her. 

It's innocent at the start. Bucky's a perfect gentleman leading her through the crowd. He spins slowly to face her when he finds them a wide enough space, pulling her in close. The pressure of his fingers is barely there when his metallic hand moves to her lower back. Ava brings both her hands up to his chest when he lets go of one of them. 

"You'll tell me if you're uncomfortable, right?" she checks again, stretching up as close to him as she can. There's no way he has trouble hearing her over the music, but she doesn't remember that until she's all but hanging off him. It makes her cheeks feel warm.

His flesh hand moves over her hip, resting on it gently. Bucky leans down and turns his head in, getting right up to her ear. He's already starting to guide the direction of her half-hearted movements. "I will. You gonna do the same?"

"I will," she promises. Mirroring his words is the only thing her brain can come up with, given how unfairly good he smells. It's obliterating every train of thought she has. 

It is… terrifyingly easy to let herself go in his arms. The movement of her hips gets more involved, following the tempo of the song and the direction of his hand. Hers go up to his shoulders, bringing him in closer a fraction at a time. By the time the song changes, she gives up and lets them wrap around the back of his neck. 

Somewhere around the third song, when the bar's DJ is trying to ramp up into a faster energy, she ends up turned away from him. Ava isn't sure how it happened. It could have been his doing; she's not paying all that much attention. All she knows is he's pressed up against her back now, the hand on her hip moving towards her leg incrementally. Her head tilts off to the side as her eyes close, letting the Winter Soldier guide her.

His fingers stop their advance once they reach the top of the gap in her dress, the one that splits up her thigh. She gives him all of thirty seconds to figure out if he's brave enough to go further on his own. Then the ego boost from having Bucky—of all fucking people—trying to make a move on her wins out over her fear. 

Ava lays her fingers on top of the hand hesitating on her leg, urging it down. 

The first touch of his skin on hers makes them both suck in a breath. She can feel the tension in him against her back. He gets over his nerves faster after that. His hand glides down the length of her thigh, and his fingers curl under the fabric when it comes back up. Not all that far, but the intent is there.

In escalating boldness, she reaches for his metal hand, dragging it to rest at the top of her ribs. His nose comes brushing across her temple at that point, giving her an idea of how close he's keeping himself around her with her eyes closed. One of her hands goes up into his hair, and that's when things really go off the fucking rails.

His thumb moves in a wide arc, dragging across the underside of one of her breasts. Her fingers curl around his hair, and her head rolls in toward him. If she tilts it up, she could brush her nose against his; that's how far into her space he is. And then the hand on her thigh moves in.

The pounding music swallows up the slight sound it pulls from her, but she's willing to bet Bucky heard it. She leans back against him, making him freeze up momentarily. He's already moving again before her mind finally pieces together the why.

He's hard, Ava realizes.

With one hand under her tits and the other getting itself further between her thighs. With her ass pressed back against him. With his towering frame curled all the way around her.

Sergeant James Barnes is hard as a rock. For her.

—

How the hell he hasn't gotten his good arm ripped off yet, Bucky's not quite sure. It feels impossible that she's just... letting him do this. 

Spinning her around really fucked him over. He had been behaving pretty well up until then. He'd even managed to hold off on putting his hand as far down her back as that fucking dress allows for. But then he'd been dumb enough to turn her, and her head had relaxed off to the side, and god, it took every ounce of restraint he has not to kiss the length of her neck.

Now she's leaning back against him, fully aware of how wound up he is, and he can't figure out where to stop. She isn't slowing down any part of his stumbling. There's no new tension in her now that she's in the know about the current state of his cock. Her hips are still fucking moving, and now they're moving against him.

She's going to kill him tonight, probably right out here on this dancefloor. He just hasn't figured out if it's going to be murder or manslaughter.

He lets his left hand get bolder, trying to test the waters one last time before he lets his right one go any further. He moves it up, his thumb brushing over her nipple. He hears her pull in a shaking breath while it skims back down the side. She doesn't stop him, making him want to bite at her neck all over again. 

With no signs of her looking for an out, and not one shred of critical thinking or self-control left in his head, Bucky slides his hand further up the inside of her thigh. Her fingers tighten in his hair, nearly pulling on it at this point. All he has to do is hike up his thumb, and he'll get more information than he's probably ready to have. She could tell him to drop to his knees right here; he's mildly certain he'd do it. 

That dress is so goddamn thin. There's no weight to it at all. He can't spot the outline of anything, but he knows from how high her tits are sitting that she's got a bra on, at least. Another inch or two up with his thumb, and he'll be able to tell for himself if she came out tonight with underwear on. He's not entirely out of the goddamn loop; he knows skipping it is a much more common practice nowadays. 

Bucky's almost hoping his favorite hippie is the type. He's spent a lot of time fantasizing about ways to get her out of them. That doesn't mean he's not going to fucking lose it if his fingers don't find a strip of fabric between her legs. 

The flash of a new fantasy hits him, one of Ava letting him pin her to the alley wall out back with his head between her legs. If he takes her around the corner, he won't have to stop when the kitchen staff come out for a smoke break. If she does have underwear on, he can leave it in her mouth to keep her quiet. Or reach up to make her bite down on his fingers. With the serum and her height, it'd work like a dream.

The curiosity becomes a burning need, driving his hand all the way up. When he first touches her, it's not with his thumb, and it's not a gentle brush. He pushes his middle and index finger along the length of her lips, coming into contact with lace that's wet.

"Fuck." The word is choked when it tumbles out of him. He's coated his hand to the thought of her so many times over by now. And here she is, pushing herself up against him and just as worked up about it.

Her hand grips his arm tight enough to bruise in reaction. She doesn't push him away. God fucking help him, she doesn't stop moving either. Still, there's something about her body language that's not sitting right in his gut. She's not pushing him away. But she's not pulling him along anymore.

That's not always a stop sign. Bucky knows that. Some people like leaving the significant steps in the hands of their chosen partner. She's silently urged him to keep going a few times already. Assuming she wants that to continue isn't out of the question. But he's not the kind of man who's comfortable with that leap. Not anymore.

He moves his hand down an inch, leaving it between her legs. Not on top of the lace he wants to bite at. If she's interested, she'll put it back. Simple as that.

Bucky waits, holding her close with his metal arm around her ribs and his nose pressed into her hair while they dance. She's hesitating now, which has him convinced he made the right call. He's not self-wallowing enough to take it as a rejection. It's not like he'd been planning for this to go anywhere near as far as it did to begin with.

Her hand pulls at his hair in a way that feels conflicted. She tilts her head up, her eyes finally opening to look at him. Yeah, there it is. Right there in her eyes. It's finally catching up to her.

"I..." she tries, her mouth opening and closing a few times. "We can...."

"We can keep going," he finishes for her, not backing off from his hold on her. "We absolutely can. Or we can head to the bar and watch them make something with a cherry on it. I'm more than comfortable with both."

He watches her chew over the offered out, her eyebrows pulling in. He doesn't push her; he's not looking to make the call for her. If she wants him to get her off right here on this dancefloor, he's pretty damn sure he'd be willing at this point, even with the threat of criminal charges. He's also ready to let go and spend the rest of the night doing something that doesn't make her look torn. Even if it means ending it early.

"We should probably go to the bar." Probably. She doesn't sound happy about it, meaning it's fueled by her professionalism. He understands why she has the line. He respects the shit out of it.

"We probably should," he agrees. He doesn't move his hands. She hasn't moved hers. 

Her eyes move down to his mouth, and fuck does that do a number on his impulse control. He hopes she doesn't feel how it makes his cock jump. Ava Ryder wants to kiss him. It feels odd to celebrate that, considering where his fingers were a minute ago, but fuck. The girl of his dreams wants to kiss him.

"Let's go to the bar." The frustration in her voice almost makes him laugh. It definitely makes him smile as he turns his metal hand over to link with hers.

"You drink anything other than ale, doll?" He lets his fingers brush over the skin of her thigh reassuringly as he pulls it back out from under her dress. She looks so mad at the world, her face scrunching under her glasses. He wants to kiss her more than he's ever wanted anything in his life.

Ava takes a deep breath that she lets out with a huff. It looks like it cools off some of the annoyance. "My answer depends on how much of a narc you are, g-man."

He puts his arm around her shoulder, dragging her in close to his side. His friends will hand him his ass over this for a month, but he's not about to let her feel rejected. He's trying to respect a boundary, not ward her off. "Lucky for you, this g-man has medical strains growing in his room at the tower."

"There's no fucking way. You're telling me the Winter Soldier grows weed?"

"Are you tellin' me you buy yours? Chump."

She snorts hard enough to feel the need to cover her mouth. It makes Bucky feel damn good being able to make her laugh again that fast. "I can't believe I'm being ridiculed about the source of my pot by a senior citizen."

He holds back on reminding her that she was about to let a senior citizen stick his hand down her panties. "Has it convinced you to give up the inaccurate jokes about my job?"

"Inaccurate, he says! Don't you have a literal badge you can shove in people's faces?" Ava doesn't lean against the bar when they reach it. She stays pressed up against him while he leans on it, distracting the hell out of him. He looks down the line of people, searching for a bartender to give himself a second to refocus. "I think that's a pretty clear-cut definition of a fed."

"I think you're trying to find out if I've got a pair of cuffs handy." This is the other problem presented with her letting him go that far; it burned through what little filter he has. Now that he knows she's interested and not just humoring him, he's fucked. Hearing his own words still makes him wish he'd shut his damn mouth.

He hears her laugh in surprise again, but he's not brave enough to look at her yet. There's a momentary lull filled with the sounds of rowdy New Yorkers kicking off their weekend. Then he feels her head lean against his arm. "Something tells me you could improvise without them."

It's manslaughter. She's trying for manslaughter. By god, she's going to accomplish it if she says some shit like that again.

"I can improvise whenever you need me to." He finally looks back at her, catching her ogling his chest. Again. Her cheeks are a few shades darker. It's good to know he's not the only one reeling. "You should answer my question first, though. Unless you're looking to put in the order."

Her eyes finally flick up to his, and her smile turns shy before she looks away. "Surprise me. I burn more than drown. I'm sure you can think of a fun option to entertain me with."

Bucky should have guessed she'd give him a run for every cent he earned back when he still had his mojo. It feels like he's trying not to trip over himself while she's still getting warmed up. "One entertainment, comin' right up."

She gives him a look, doing a lousy job of holding back her amusement. "You don't get to complain about my puns if you're going to tell dad jokes like that."

"You're just jealous that mine are better." He finally flags down a bartender over her shoulder, throwing out an order for two Mai Tais. The only other cocktail he can think of off the top of his head is a Sex on the Beach, and he sure as shit doesn't have the balls to order that in front of her at the moment. A Moscow Mule is not a cocktail in his eyes. It's also not the kind of inappropriate he's looking for.

Ava's finger hooks into his front pocket, threatening to ruin every effort he's made toward getting his cock to calm the fuck down. "Some of your jokes are pretty great; I'll give you that. The dry ones make my day."

It feels backwards—and mildly alarming—to hesitate to brush her hair behind her ear for a moment. A few minutes ago, he'd been ready to go down on her in front of a room full of people. Now he's trying to find the nerve to touch her at all. Doing so gets easier when her eyes slip closed at the feeling of his fingertip moving down the side of her head. 

"Seeing you makes my day," he murmurs, not caring about letting his mouth run. It feels less intimidating in the wake of her compliment. God knows it's going to sit in his head. Probably forever. The fact that she probably can't hear it over the music certainly doesn't hurt.

Her eyes open back up slowly, with her smile taking on a wicked edge. "You feel like showing me your stash, old man?"

—

They haven't talked about it.

It's been less than an hour since they stopped dancing. In under sixty minutes, Bucky managed to get them a drink and all the way through Manhattan to the Avengers Tower. On a Friday, no less.

No wonder they threaten to revoke his license. Ava thought she was a speed freak behind the wheel. Now that she's got firsthand experience as his rear passenger, Bucky being allowed to have a motorcycle makes her question SHIELD more than ever.

He let her go up to the roof without him. He made it sound like he was doing her a favor by not making her go out of her way just to raid his stash with him. She's guessing it's got more to do with not being down for a surprise tour of his space. It's not as if she's going to fault him for it. 

The idea that she's actually going to let him fly her home after this is already hitting her nerves. If that's throwing her off, she has no clue where she's going to find the will to bring up the subject of—this. Tonight. What happened.

How far she was about to let it go.

He smells too good. She's decided to blame it on that, at least in her head. Mainly to make herself feel better about crossing that many ethical boundaries. It's easier than accepting that she was about to give a patient the go-ahead to finger her in the middle of a bar. Without so much as a word about it beforehand.

Ava pushes her hands under her glasses to hold her face, resisting the urge to scrub at it. She doesn't want to fuck up her makeup. Not while she still has to face Bucky. How stupid—and then she doubled down—god, now they're here, and he's getting weed—

"I was starting to think I'd never get you up here, doll."

The way his voice quells her anxious mind without any effort at all ties her stomach in a different kind of knot. She lowers her hands into her lap, giving him a half-smile. "I'd like to remind you that I'm the one who offered initially. And again tonight."

Bucky waves his free hand dismissively, his flesh one cradling a bag. "Semantics." He dumps it onto the wicker table she picked out herself. She hears glass hit metal, the sound muffled by the black cloth of the bag. "I didn't know if you were a bowl or a joint kinda gal. Figured I'd come prepared since I'm dealing with a degenerate commie."

"Steve was right about your manners," Ava insists, reaching out to open it with greedy fingers. She kicks her heels off under the table, getting distracted by the sight of him shaking his leather jacket off his shoulders. The man's tall enough to have to duck under the makeshift canopy built to account for Wyatt's height. "Tell me how many words you know for pot while I judge your choices."

"Are you forgetting they took me out for walks every few years?" Bucky walks around to her side and puts his jacket over her shoulders, surprising her. She looks up at him with a shy smile, momentarily forgetting the promise of weed picked out by a super soldier. He's such a gentleman that it's frankly obnoxious. One of his eyebrows raises at her. "Those walks included the 60s, young lady. I probably know more than you do."

"What do you remember about the 60s?" she goads as he sits down next to her.

"Plenty." Bucky props his arm up on the back of the couch, leaning into her space. She's grateful for it. Even with his jacket around her, it's freezing up here. The added warmth isn't the only reason she's grateful for it. "Personally, though, I think you would have had a better time in the 70s." He tilts his head back and forth a few times. "At least the parts of it I fucked around in."

The mental image of the Winter Soldier undercover in some sleazy disco hits her like a ton of bricks. It feels wildly inappropriate, even with him talking about it that openly. All the fantasies she has of Bucky do. Especially the ones she uses to get herself off lately. 

"I'm going to take your word for it," she murmurs. There's so much potential there to poke at him. He's offering up the bait on his end. Hell, there's still the list of weed names to dig for. But she can't get her mind to latch onto any of it with him this close.

He nudges his chin in the direction of her hands, which are still hovering in his little heap of paraphernalia. "You should start us up so I can get you home at a reasonable hour. I don't know how fast you like to—smoke."

It's astounding how good he is at riding the line between being a gentleman and a terror.

Ava looks back down at her hands with a smile. "That depends on the accuracy of your warning about this couch-locking me. Technically I'm off tomorrow, so I'm not about to say no."

"Do you smoke medicinal strains?"

"On occasion. I started for anxiety, oddly enough. Then I noticed it helped with my mood overall." She shrugs, setting aside his box of hemp papers. There's a heavy-looking grinder and two different pipes further in. One of them's a goddamn steamroller. He sticks with quality from what she can see so far. "I feel like there's a bong that was held back from this collection."

"There's a lot that was held back. I'm not gonna parade all my ill-gotten goods through the tower." His pauses while she gets the last of it emptied out." You gonna show me how it's done or put me to the test?"

"Definitely the latter." She turns her head to smile at him innocently, pushing her glasses up her nose. It makes his lips twitch. "I don't see anything to assist rolling. Does that mean you're confident enough to show me your handiwork?"

Bucky scoffs, his expression becoming entirely unimpressed. He almost looks offended, leaning over to grab the papers and the grinder. "You're telling me you people need tools these days? After all the work I put into teaching Captain America how to do it properly?"

Ava's brows shoot up in shock. "You're fucking kidding. I figured the weed was a new development—"

"Nah, I've been smoking since my first job." He's not watching his hands much as he lays out the foundation of his work. He's primarily watching her. "Worked for a guy that owed a corner store. He had family that ran a not-so-secret farm." He turns the grinder lid enough to loosen it, then flicks it to spin it the rest of the way off with a cocky grin. "I was an outstanding employee. So was Steve once I got him hired."

"America's Sweetest Stoners," Ava coos, making him chuckle. He's not stingy about what he's rolling for them. It makes her wonder how many plants he's got set up. "Do the two of you still smoke together?"

"He doesn't bother much. Takes a lot to build up any kind of buzz with our systems, so he looks at it the same way he does drinking at this point. He still shows up whenever Banner drops off some new hybrid monstrosity for me to try." Bucky glances over at her quickly, his fingers never stopping their work. "This is from one of the normal plants, don't worry. I won't start you off that far in the deep end."

Ava shrugs. Banner's main lab is here in the tower, so there's no chance the process isn't documented. JARVIS wouldn't let her use anything that could do her actual harm. "You can if you want, but you're responsible for explaining to Tony why I'm passed out on his roof."

He gives her the most insulted look. "I wouldn't leave you up on the roof. I'd be enough of a gentleman to carry you inside."

He's ruining her life. There's no way she's going to be able to walk away from tonight without being completely wrapped around his finger. It makes her smile at him like a hopeless fucking moron. "I believe you."

Bucky brings the most well-balanced joint she's ever seen up to his mouth, licking it closed in one smooth stroke. His eyes never leave hers. It makes her swallow. The fucker smirks at her and twirls the joint between his fingers, holding it out for her inspection.

"Well?" he prompts, watching her intently as she plucks it from his hand. He's preening. Waiting for his praise.

Goddamn him, she's going to have to give it to him. The joint is so perfectly rolled it's mesmerizing. Even distribution, not pulled overly tight, and meticulously sealed. She can't remember the last time she managed to do a job half that good. Bowls have always been her go-to. It's clear that this is his.

Ava giggles at the absurdity of it all. It feels surreal to be a step away from lighting up with a cyborg PoW she first read about in primary school. "You're such a dork. Shut up and hand over the lighter before your head explodes from being over-inflated."

"Now I know I did a damn good job by today's standards." For the second time that night, she gets the overwhelming urge to kiss Bucky as he reaches for the lighter. She props the joint between her lips to distract herself and lets him light it for her when he silently offers. The flame does stunning things to the color of his eyes in the dark. "You only tell me to shut up when you're really impressed with me."

She doesn't miss that he waited until she started inhaling to make the point. It makes her roll her eyes in exasperation. Ava can tell from the first drag that his shit is going to hit harder than her usual. She turns her head to blow it away from his face, handing back the joint. He tucks it between his fingers and brings it up to his mouth in one smooth motion.

"Now look who's outright lying. I tell you to shut up for various reasons." The muscles in his neck look unfairly good when he turns to exhale. It makes her want to run her tongue up his throat. She looks back up at his face. Everything below his chin is hazardous to her health at the moment. "I don't remember any of them being because I was impressed until now."

His eyes flick back to hers, then down to her mouth as he smiles. His hand was up her dress. It was between her legs only an hour ago. And yet watching him stare at her mouth still feels obscene. "You've got a real funny way of stroking my ego, doll."

"I get the feeling you enjoy it," Ava counters, snatching the joint from his fingers. "I wouldn't do it otherwise. You're always welcome to suggest an alternative."

"No, thanks. I'm a pretty big fan of what you do to me." 

Damn. Him.

Yes, the question was a check-in. Yes, she was trying to get a read on how far he wants this to go. Then he had to go and double down without hesitation. She knows by now what door he's trying to invite her through. 

Ava is so not brave enough for this conversation. It's not—it's complicated. She really shouldn't be working on his case if they're going to go down this road, at least not as his primary surgeon. She'll have to pass it on to Hannah and have a few very embarrassing conversations with a handful of people. Ones that involve fessing up to wanting to fuck Bucky Barnes.

She's not saying no. But she's not brave enough to say yes. At least not tonight, up here on the roof.

Ava leans back against the couch, feeling his arm curl in around her shoulders. "Good. Let me know if that changes."

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u dont get to yell at me for the edging, i warned u that im gonna leave an * on smut chapters. anything less than Full Fuckin aint gettin the badge 😤 i have a Standard to uphold in this house of sin

(tho if anyone feels there shoulda been a warning tag for smthing you can always lemme know bb 💞)

also ill never be able to properly articulate how much i love writing cranky old fart bucko. heartstopper is stupid fun, feral trauma man keeps me on my toes, but stick-shaking geezer mode??? mr. “kids these days with their MEMES” himself??? beautiful. fantastic. superb. his final form, truly 🤌 i yearn to write more of it

anyways there are writers on the internet that can make their slow burn wholesome. in all my years on this space rock of ours, ive never been one of them

even if i do write the longfic of the sunshine dweebs steve and paige, that probably wont be all that wholesome of a slow burn either ajdhdskjfdjsjf. they ARE my tooth rotting fluff ship tho. mmm okay so maybe paige is a tragedy in disguise but its ME so thats expected 😌 the babes that like their romance extra sappy and cutesy take a lotta shit and deserve a Safe Space and steve rogers fits that bill, imho

bucky is for the babes that like to verbally get their hair pulled before hearing ily 🥰

the good news is, i get a few more chapters in this fic to torture you with before i let bucko and ava do the Big Sin (not murder, the other one. no, not hand holding, the other other one) 😌💖💞

also PieAnnamay's comment reminded me that i never linked my fav buckaroo fic, safe with me!!! for anyone else that hasnt stumbled upon bitsandbobsandstuff, i cant recommend them enough. i HIGHLY encourage you to go read through all their works while you’re waiting for updates on this, the bucky and steve fics are 😫🤌 perfection (i promise when i finally have a day to really do tumblr stuff, ill make a list of my fav fics/writers in my pinned post. i promise i will try to get to it Soon, i still havent even caught up on chapter posts there asldhfsadf)

❤️ https://archiveofourown.org/works/13798047/chapters/31721565

#chapter update #bro why are these such a pain in the ass to make #no for real how the FUCK did the formatting of this website get worse while i was away #like H O W #not to mention the fact that i STILL have to go grab raw html from ao3 just to get this shit to copy correctly #its been over a decade #90% of the user base of this website is fandom with active writers #w h y is that st i l l a thiNG

[saintobio]

The way this chapter made my heart hurt and flutter at the same time. The “Mrs. Zenin” had a nice ring dont ya think😏😏😏. Toji is so sweet to the MC and I think it’s so refreshing to watch their relationship blossom.

Gojo on the other hand😐… can still take a long walk off a short pier. It’s so ironic how he feels bad for Sera bc she feels insecure compared to Y/N. like how do you think your wife feels sir???? you barely interact with her and when you do you’re demeaning ASF. do you ever tire of being a dickhead? and idk why he just expects her to be happy-go-lucky after he comes back with a getaway with his mistress. and Ms. Sera maybe you wouldn’t feel insecure if you weren’t willingly sleeping w a married man😫😫😫

but I just live for when the MC talks her shit back to Gojo like you go girl LET HIM KNOW! i hope we definitely get to see more of her speaking her mind

This chapter was😮‍💨🤌🏽 Ai! You always come through and make my weeks worth something. I hope you’re taking care of yourself and prioritizing your health before anything. Make sure you’re eating a whole bunch and staying hydrated! Can’t wait to see what’s in store for Chap. 7!

-🧎🏽‍♀️

Anonymous said

that “mrs. zen’in” sounded real nice i can’t even lie to you 😭 felt like it just ROLLED off the tongue omfg i LOVE the dynamic/relationship of toji & mc so much 🥺

Anonymous said

The moment I read, "Hey, drunkhead" I can't help but squeal! 🤩 Their moment together was so cute I think Toji will be a great mentor to her for when she starts trudging into the business world, hands on. He's so sweet I almost wanna ship. And don't even get me started with that "MRS. ZEN'IN?!" OMG! 😍 Another cute interaction, right there!🤲🏻😌

I love it when she finally started acting cold and was so consistent with it until Gojo tried to be more affectionate 😅 I almost got swayed too ngl ('cause I'm a Gojo-simp, I'm sorry 😔). I love the pool moment and also the part where she said "you don't have to hug me" but he won't let go. Sir, I— I swear I— but then I remembered the McLaren scene 😠 and whooop, who are you again? 😀 Yep it's gonna take you more than that, sir 😌

To think that Y/N even plan on apologizing to Sera for sleeping with her own husband, girl, you're too kind you might pass through heaven and miss it 🤷🏻‍♀️—🌾

@brivetaroundtown said

AHHHHH YN SHOULD BE MRS TOJI. I don’t give a shit what Gojo promised when he was six, he told Sera the fuckin truth, that YN would never have him. but jokes on Sera she’ll never have him either

I want more of MC being calm and truthful. Gojo deserves to suffer.

I do think Gojo’s mom was shitty though leaving her son in that situation. Probably the reason he is such a jackass now.

You’re writing is amazing and I am so emotionally invested in this story

Anonymous said

gosh i feel like if mc got fed up and leave assh*le gojo he would have the same nightmare he has when his mom left him, theres huge possibility possibility that he would be mentally ill due to the stress n all that drama 😔

ON THE OTHER HAND MR TOJI ZENIN THOOO 😍 (literal heart eyes when i read his part 💕) MRS. ZENIN? YES PLSS 😙🤲 (personally would leave gojo dumbass any day now for toji 😋). TOTALLY WANT TO HAVE MC HAVING A MOTHER N SON RELATIONSHIP WITH bb boy megs😌, like he would treat her like a 2nd mom n all (gojo would be totally jealous like "why cant we have our own 😔" then mc be like "suck to be u then, i aint gonna be ur baby momma 🤪) toji x mc (with bb boy meg) = happy family 💗👪

that b*tch sera 🤢 tho im so pissed at her like wtf girl ur the mistress i just wanna 🔪🔪🏃‍♀️😤

i have a question regarding gojo's mom 👉👈, does she have a deeper reason why she left gojo with his sh*t abusive father 🤢. i like her tho she seem cool

and the last part where gojo told mc about the promise they made when they were 6 about a baby? im in confusion 😞

sorry for the wack english hehe 😜

-🍄 anon

MRS. ZEN’IN !!! it does sound nice sdnsj imagine how gojo feels when he hears that lol mans not gonna like it 😭

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not #🌾 anon #🍄 anon #🧎🏽‍♀️anon

[curseofaphrodite]

hey astoria!

i went for bb game cute guy invited me to and they won :)) he also scored and istg his arms 😩🤌 we also went out for pizza after that 😌 we've been hanging out almost everyday this week bc of spring holidays 🥰 today's his bday !! a ton of us are meeting up later at his place and it's like the first time I'm meeting his friends grp! which should be a good thing, but his friend grp consists of my ex!bsf and her new bsf and their boyfriends and a few others 😭 and i rlly don't mind them that much except me and my ex!bsf parted on not so friendly terms 🤡.

n e wayz,,, how're you? also how's offline school going? also since cute guy and i baked brownies yesterday, here's one for you 🟫 ( i am aware that's not a brownie but there's no emoji for a brownie 😭) <33 ily tc of urself

-🧚🏼‍♀️

aaa he sounds like a dream!! but to be honest i think he's the lucky guy cause he somehow got the attention of such a lovely person!! happy birthday to him 💋 did yall have fun? had any drama with the ex bsf and their group?

*bad blood by taylor starts playing*

HAHAH i laughed at the brownie emoji yes ill accept. yall made brownies together, thats some married shit right there. its a sign yes yes ask him to marry you.

and im doing good!! my cute guy is currently very nervous to even talk to me and i know i should be trying to, but if any of my classmates know i like him, they're gonna tell him and it would be very awkward jsfs. i also dont think i like him that much romantically. is he hot? yes. do i wanna make out with him? yes. do i want him as my boyfriend? uhh no. friends w benefits troupe yall lets go.

ilyt tc bestie mwah

#🧚🏼‍♀️anon #tea with anons

[mr-entj]

Might be a controversial opinion but: Would you say ENTJs are lowkey the mom/ dad friend?

Because I would. Like I think you guys are such softies on the inside. My gf of 6 years is ENTJ and as much intimidating and focused as she is and a force to be reckoned with she always makes sure people under her supervision are taken care of, comfortable, happy and always operating at their best. She makes close friends rarely but those she does she makes sure to help them at any time. Like yes she can be scary but only to those who decide to dislike her everytime she spits truth about them cause they dont want to face it. Other departments hate her because she is ruthless for her own team’s achievements but I know her team would follow her through Hell if she asked. I specifically have heard one of her colleagues say this btw. She made good friends with this guy when she flat out told him his cv was a mess and my dude was like bet tell me how to be better, instead of getting offended. She didn’t hire him lol but now they’re close friends and he is thriving. (Ok. Lets not dive in the unsolicited advice but we know yall mean well). I know shes an acquired taste tho because I see alot of people actually being apprehensive in her presence (my family included) at first.

Recently met another guy at work I think is ENTJ and he is the same. Like the guy is unstoppable at work. We are at same level but I know he wont be that for long. Anyhow. I am really close to him already. Dont know whats about me that I attract these people but we are already mates. Yesterday we were eating lunch outside and homie says to me “you gotta put on sunscreen or youll get burned” and I had to do a double take cause we were surrounded by senior management. Or he came by the other day and gave me a tip how to impress my manager. Another time he gave me his scarf he kept in the car because it was cold as hell outside and another time we had an impromptu client meeting during COVID he (I am not exaggerating!) went to his car and brought his travel size clothing iron out to help me iron my shirt before the meeting🥺!!!Like yes, he has the posture of a snotty prince and the most intense RBF ive ever seen but I don’t see any other people doing this! This is consistent with ENTJs. Im like aw..yall care!

Sorry this got long btw. Just curious to know if you agree. ENTJ reputation is always in negative light but I feel like I have inside information and basking in the glory of what is like being under your protection umbrella and find it hilarious on people missing out just cause they take your words to heart and not to head. If an ENTJ decides to mentor/ care for you you know that that you have no other choice but to thrive 😌😅

Agreed.

But as you pointed out: our intent is good, but our delivery needs a lot of work that usually comes with age and maturity. It’s useless to have great, sound, practical advice or wisdom when no one wants to receive it because it was communicated so poorly. Most older ENTJs eventually learn this lesson.

#mbti #myers briggs #entj

[astrxlis-archive]

first off, you never fail to flatter me fox anon 😔💞 (yes idk how i should call you fox only bc it feels weird;) and i could say the same for you as well, your wellbeing is v important!! 😚 the mom friend energy of yours is felt so hard by me 😤

And tinted screen totally helps !! <3 i also agree that no one deserves to be in pain :(( so it aint bad making life a lil easier for each of us in this cruel world :D this is also one reason why i choose and try to be kind to others ! i really want to make someone's day better or atleast make them find warmth despite the coldness of life and the world itself. And dont be shy to let me know especially when you became a regular writer in the genshinblr community :>

and yeah, maybe the website is acting up or maybe it's my IP address that's been blocked. Well, I can't really do anything about it tho it's fine— it's not like it's gonna stop me from taking quizzes lmao 😌👌 and ooh zhongli as first?? That's new 🤔😳 i could agree that quizzes are also flawed with inaccuracy so that's alright as long as you know and stay true to yourself !! im even surprised of the consistency in my results. And!! Yes i love taking quizzes if that aint obvious enough, but only the personality ones tho :D

i'm also glad to know that you get my albedo kin explanation 🤭 it was relieving to know 💗 since most of the time im said to be confusing 😰 for i really am not good with words/unable to describe what i want to convey. Science is v cool but my brain is just not suited for it 💔 so im the kind that leans more towards the artistic side of albedo.

For the reason why i think you give off jean/ganyu vibes: i'll start with jean. Easy explanation 😅 mom friend;; though in terms of abiding rules i could agree that hu tao is a more appropriate description for you :D jean is someone who cares for others more than she cares for herself so, fox anon please don't forget to take care of yourself too alright? :3 i hope you're getting the same amount of care that you're getting too— you deserve it very very much and i don't want you lacking of the care you receive from others 💗💗💗 next one, for ganyu. Well i could just associate this with shyness, i think? i dont know if you are also hard on yourself and take every burden given to you, i hope not c: or maybe someone like... keqing for the shyness part. Keqing is a confident leader but when it comes to things like friendships, she feels very shy to do something or approach it because she have her own doubts about her personality. And slightly... Noelle? Noelle is also another person who greatly cares for others more than herself + you're very sweet so i think noelle is also one good candidate !! Tho it's really jean for me ☺️ honestly i think jean has some wild side to her to given that she usually suppresses those kind of things to follow the law and be a good role model which i could see in you the more we hang out :D (which is a good thing btw! Just be yourself if it makes you more comfy :> ) jean is also quite shy too >:3

Regarding my (other) kins explanation here it is:

For Diluc— like xiao, we are both emotionally constipated 💀 ahaha..haha,,, that also explains why im a sucker for mutual pining tropes with diluc ahaha...haha,, and like xiao again, we display distrust or trust issues towards most people because of the fear of being betrayed or to avoid that too. Another one similar to xiao, diluc is a very loyal person especially if you're someone he trusts so 👌 i do the same for people i treasure and trust. Xiao or Diluc may not have many friends or people close to them, but those who are are greatly treasured by them :D i do also have a younger (annoying) brother which is a kid btw, but even if i am not openly showing that i care, deep inside i actually do :D on top of that, both xiao and diluc (or even albedo too??) dismisses emotions and would rather remain to think logically. Since i believe that emotions are one kind of hindrance towards creating a practical solution or action(something like that👌). Also i may not be rich like diluc, but just someone with enough money. Even with the money i have or can be given to me, i do not really spend stuff recklessly if you know what i mean. I value humility and my younger brother is my opposite (very greedy mf 🙄 i really never hold back too when given a chance to slander my brother xD) + similar to xiao once again, we usually try to take on things or problems by ourself and not asking for others' help since we want to be independent or not burden others. Hmm... I could also say that even if we are closed off or try to distance self from others, we feel very lonely actually;; and we get easily flustered too??

(my asks are too long and im getting concerned even if u dont mind 😰 since i cant make my ask have the "read more" feature too,,,)

Next for Kokomi— honestly i just recently added her to my kin list 😩 since i tried to look up genshin mbti then i realized we're the same in mbti + enneagram wing too (i am no expert in these stuff but im aware of my own personality type,,, very albedo behavior.) Also i have also realized the fact that she feels very tired after interacting with people and needs time to recharge. Tho for people she likes, she gains energy instead! Which is the same case for me. Additionally, kokomi is also made to be watatsumi's leader even if she really isn't born to actually lead or want to lead, which can be related to me being forced to make my (not cooperating) groupmates work or talk for our group projects, or maybe take the leadership role because i have no choice. i also like to plan things (but not as intense as kokomi's thorough planning) tho what i always end up doing is to improvise and do what i feel like doing based on the actual situation.

(im tired but im enjoying this sm so no worries!!💖💖💖 and tbh, i have written more stuff in here vs on my assignments 🤩 i definitely could not never reply to u because i enjoy replying to ppl 💞)

And yes i did research on hu tao >:3 well i simply wanted to understand people's kins or maybe your kin since like what i said on the prev ask, i find it difficult to understand things without explanations so i usually ponder over it myself. Also, i do not wish to intrude to your privacy but may i ask what course do you take? I have a guess it might be related to the medical field for it's usually the common one that can be thought of when thinking of hu tao's philosophy. I'm very touched with what you said that you'd like to help persons honorably when that point of their lives happens :(( i feel very emotional 😂😭 i do hope you'll be able to successfully do that when you graduated!! 💖💖💖 And i can see how you relate to hu tao now that you explained it. Well, with Dan, Dan's adventure team and with me, surely you are free to talk more about yourself :D i do understand that you think much of others but what about you? Take some time to think about yourself or maybe talk about you :> I may not be able to give you the reactions or responses you'd like (like albedo), but i will try my best to be of company and listen to you !! Furthermore, yes i do think... Hu Tao is actually quite lonely even if she tries to connect with people. But she tries!! And she always tries <3 which i hope you'd do the same too!

i am also looking forward to your blog's transformation~ take your time with it 😚💗

And yes. On the 25th. Friday. Insane right ? 😂 It wont be like that if i didnt tried to ignore them months ago (think of venti's behavior towards responsibilities) i became very much carefree and idk how it happened 😰 😰 thank you for your sincere empathy tho <33 and good luck on completing your tasks too even if it's on april !! Idk how it is like in college (but im already nearing this stage of life and im burnout already b4 college,,,) but it must be difficult and more challenging, so even if we may have different struggles, i will be here w u!! Dw not bc i have deadlines of friday means that i wont be able to reply <3 i find it nice to interact with people in times of stress so that way i could feel better !! And im unsure how or what im gonna ask help from you with 😰😰 its kinda... Embarassing or i feel shy >< plus i dont wanna give you more stress bc of my dumbass ass lmao but your kind words are already helping me get thru my days 😤💖 so keep that in mind whenever u feel bad that you make someone's day with your kind words already <333

I haven't really payed attention to other blogs but i know for sure Dan's community and blog is one of the most wholesome blogs out there !! 🥰 I have been drinking enough water— or so i thought xD i drink water immediately when i feel hot or thirsty (it is soooo hot in my country rn since we're apparently in the summer season around this time) and i hope ur drinking enough water or eating enough food too <333

i'm also more than glad to be of company🥰💖✨ tho for the "whenever you need" part, i appreciate your offer greatly!! But i am unsure as to how i should do that 😅 i feel very shy sm😤

diluc has been long associated with strawberries maybe because of his colors + it fits him v well !! And yes... why so smug, fox anon? im always feeling 🤭😔😌 whenever you do the ":3c" emoticon- HOLD ON I CAN UNDERSTAND MORE OR YOUR HU TAO ENERGY NOW!! hu tao does that smug expression too... >0< aaaaaa it's very cute!! 🤭 And aha,,, yes,,, he is my favorite,,,, well i have no particular fav food but im a picky eater 😩 i dont like seafood and veg- nahh i aint gonna disclose that but i know you could tell already 😌😔 maybe cheese pizza?? Dark chocolate?? I kinda like grapes too bc of the sweet+sourness. What about u? Do u have fav foods? 👀

take care as well, fox anon <33!! i'll always be here 👌

and im v 😳 that my asks makes your day!! Im very glad to know that :DD because your replies makes my day too 😔💗 and dw abt getting zhongli in the results- i cannot process that information ngl

— 🍰 !

hellooooo 🍰!!

don’t worry about calling me fox only!! call me however you feel more comfortable 🥰 also don’t worry about your asks getting long! i don’t mind, really - i’m only putting the read more feature on my replies because i recently learned how to use it and i think it’s pretty neat lmao

i hope the mom friend energy is a good thing 😫 i’m so glad the tinted screen works!! have you been able to do more of your assignments? please don’t take time away from them to reply to me, i’ll be here when you’re done with them!! dude, i’m amazed how in every message you prove how kind you are. that’s a really sweet goal. i’m sure you achieve it every time you try!! you sure have a way with words 💕💕

if that’s the case, rip you ip 💀 do you remember what was your favorite quiz? i usually take those on the trending page of uquiz lmao tbh scoring zhongli as first was a first for me dhjkdshakj as someone who used to sucking at understanding and voicing my feelings irl - it gets better with time, so don’t worry! i hope people telling you that you can be confusing doesn’t discourage you from trying - i think you do a great job in our convos! do you have anything you enjoy drawing a lot?

idk if it’s because i’m a bit more raw emotionally speaking today, but your line of me deserving getting love kinda brought tears to my eyes? i guess i needed to hear that and didn’t even know it. thank you 🥰🥰 i think you’re spot on about jean and ganyu in terms of workload and caring for people. but i have my doubts about keqing - i’m not the leading type at all, despite our types of shyness being similar. and as for noelle, she has a defining trait, imo, that doesn’t fit me: she’s filled with determination 💪😂 but i can see why you think she fits hehe thank you for explaining your point of view to me!!

and thank you for talking about your shared traits with diluc - i think i can understand you a bit better now! honestly i couldn’t tell you’re a distrusting and emotionally constipated person, you seem so open to me?? and even as an emotional person i can attest that yep, emotions are def a hindrance to logical choices - i wish i could decide things by thinking alone, tbh 😣

is it bad that i’m laughing about how you said “idk if i kin him” and then proceeded to write an essay about similarities between the two of you? 😂😂 not that this is a bad thing!! i think it’s nice because it gives me more insight on who you are as a person! and oooooh, you’re the oldest sibling? 👀 or do you have older ones? if you’re comfortable with sharing, ofc!

a friendly reminder: i know it seems better than to “bother” other people, but you don’t have to face every burden on your own, alright? i’m sure your irl and online friends would love to help lessen them, and i’m here for you too!! 💖

hol’ up - you’re telling me genshin characters have mbti types and enneagrams? like, fans actually went there? that’s so cool!!! 🤩 if you don’t mind sharing yours, i’d love to know! to be honest i don’t have a very deep understanding of kokomi, so it’s very interesting to see her from your perspective and how you relate to her. by the interactions you guys have with others, i can guess you’re introverts? i share your pain about group projects and planning, too 🥲

about my degree, i don’t mind! i’m studying for a bachelor in medicine, so you were pretty much spot on. and honestly, i hope so too. i had a lecture about palliative care today and i kept thinking about our previous convo - it fit like a glove 😂 thank you for giving me the freedom for talking about myself more - it’s something i’m working on hehe and i’m trying!! dw about it! 💕💕

listen… i regret to inform you i know exactly how your assignments piled up because i did the same. we think we have time, and then we procrastinate, and then we don’t want to do it because it’s too much work. BUT WE CAN DO THIS. we can conquer them. yes, the copium is strong here. do you know what you wanna study in college? don’t forget to sleep and eat properly!!! and dw, it’s not extra stress for me, promise! i’m glad i’m able to help with my words!

i don’t know if this is too much to ask, but do you, by chance, live in the southern hemisphere? because summer ended in my country literally two days ago, so that got me thinking. feel free to not answer to that if you’re uncomfortable! but GOOD!!! hydration!!!!!! 🌊

YES, THE HU TAO ENERGY COMING THROUGH!!!!! 🤪🤪 FEEL IT!!! but for real though, it's just me thinking thoughts. don’t worry too much about them. :3c i’m relatively new to the genshin fandom despite playing the game for around a year now, so i had no idea about the association of diluc and strawberries, but i can see it now 😂

me, looking at you saying you don’t like vegetables: same. no joke. 🧍 but broccoli cooked with rice is neat. and yep, i do!! there’s this dish called chicken stroganoff that i absolutely adore. i also like apricots. and sweets in general. i'm the type of person that goes into the supermarket and always walks out with a chocolate bar 😳

thank you for the good luck wishes!! i have mixed feelings about the term i’m in right now, but i’m not worrying too much - if i fail, i fail, and that’s that. i’m still trying my best. the hu tao mental image you just gave me was so cute!!! i’m going to think about it everytime i feel discouraged now.

about 🍁 – dude, i’m not even doubting you, i’m just shook. like, how????? how do people find anons on the internet???? the skill flies over my head. but i’m glad to hear they’re feeling better!! i kinda wanted to ask more about what they were feeling but i didn’t want to intrude 👀

OKAY so about the whole fox thing - i just really like foxes. have you seen them??? total goofheads. i love them. it’s really not that deep, sorry to disappoint 😂😂

hope you had a good day!! 💕💕💕 see you soon!

#—new mail ! #—the burrow's 🍰 #hoooo look at the faith you have in me about my writing like please 😫 #me looking at this like 'sh t am i a jean kin? am i???' #guess we'll see 👀 #i am storing the diluc info for later :3c #we do accept and condone sibling slander in this house #i slander mine all the time - to their faces too #me 🤝 you 🤝 venti on avoiding responsabilities #me being a hypocrite: i forget to drink water during fast paces days but i do eat enough i promise #i mayyyy have a crush on yae miko

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HI YOU LIKE UTTAPPAM? oh my god. never would’ve imagined you to make SO many bad decisions 😩🥲 also yeah i’m trying to be consistent with my exercise! me and my friend are going cycling in a while. i spent the entire afternoon teaching my other friend and her friend and they were good students and we got a lot of work done 😌✨ (p.s. both of them said they loved octane, so looks like it’s only you on the other side 🤓) now i’m gonna try to eat something but only and only if i can manage to get my arse off of this sofa. there’s even a blanket next to me. maybe i should stay here forever. my random fact right now is that pink looks really good on me but i don’t like it all that much :/ i’m also supposed to pack bags, but you know how a neurodivergent brain is 🤪🔫 what are your favourite flowers? mine is bougainville! we had it, a pink one, but it died when i moved to a new house, because it wasn’t getting enough sunlight :( have you watched money heist? my parents are obsessed with it so i’ve watched a bit, but the fandom part of it seems really fun. i’m going to go and try to get some work done now, have a good day! 🎀

U DONT LIKE IT???? IM. ADBSHFK UTTPAM ARE GOOD OKAY thats so nice bestie im so happy for u!! and omg cycling sounds so nice!! not u asking them abt octane 😭 look we shld just accept that our choices are poles apart 😭 i spent the entire afternoon lazing around btw didnt study a single thing probably will do at night ..rip my favourite flower is daisy!!! theyre very peaceful and pretty to look at i have never had one but one day in my own home i will 😔✊🏻 there used to be bougainville at our home too i think they too died after some time 🤔🥲 my random fact is i love the youtube channel slayypoint i spent today mostly watching their vids theyre the only youtubers i follow and their videos are GOOD so funny bfdjkd also i like pink yeah not all that much either so maybe our choices meet here a little 🤌🏻 oh no i havent mostly bc how popular it is bfjdkdbfk so many ppl have told me to watch it but i havent just bc everyone already had lmao same with squid game but i didnt know its fandom was fun? will watch it... one day fjkdkf yes i am gonna play some music and walk in the balcony for some time this my fave things to do tbh and study later so yeah and get some work done bestie good luck <33

#secret santa🎀