#he's just trying to keep up with the two experts 😂

[tragicotps]

Lyra, Asriel and Marisa + Calling each other out on their lies

#lyra belacqua #marisa coulter #asriel belacqua #chaos family #truly #his dark materials #hdm #hdm edit #its kinda funny how they're all doing the same thing #they all lie but none can handle being lied to oh well #Asriel's the worst at it though #hes calling himself out on his own lies lol #he's just trying to keep up with the two experts 😂 #the lying theme is much more clear in the books #its ultimately what saves them all #new headcanon is masriel naming lyra lyra cause it sounds like liar and them having a running joke about it #this is an ugly edit sorry #mine

[romanarose]

To the Rescue

Pre-Outbreak!Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Summary: Sarah gets her period, and Joel is a bit lost.

Warnings: So much period talk. so much. Thats about it.

EDIT Gotdamn two requests for part two already and it’s been up a few hours 😂 part two it is! Maybe with smut 👀

Let’s see. Comment if you’d like to be tagged!

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You didn’t wanna assume anything… maybe he knew what he was doing. Maybe he was just trying to find a particular kind. 

Or maybe the 30-something-year-old man was wandering lost around the feminine hygiene aisle overwhelmed because his wife, daughter, or sister sent him to buy some, and he had no idea what he was doing.

“Excuse me, sir?” You gently approach the nervous man. When he turns to you, wide-eyed and red faced, you can’t help but notice how handsome he is, soft brown curls framing a strong jaw and curved nose.

“Oh, ‘scuse me, ma’am.” He nods his head to you, and steps back, presumably to get out of your way.

You smile softly at him, trying to put him at ease. “No, no, you’re alright, I was just gonna ask if you needed any help?”

The man blushes harder at that, dodging your attempts to catch his eyes. He looks like he’s about to refuse, but reconsiders. Looking at the floor and shoving his hands in his pockets, he answers. “My daughter, she started… um… yeah. For the first time today… the nice cashier boy is an older brother of her friend so he let her in the employee bathroom, since apparently, they don’t have a public one.” The annoyance laced his voice, and it’s obvious it had taken a moment to get the poor young girl to privacy. He finally looks at you, not so much embarrassed, but more ashamed. “I should’a been prepared for this, but I thought… I thought I had more time, you know? She’s still a little girl to me, I guess I didn’t see it coming. So. Here we are.”

You nod, listening. “Are you able to contact her mom?”

Shaking his head, he looks away again. “She left when Sarah- uh, my daughter- when Sarah was two, I gave up tryna involve her in Sarah's life by Kindergarden- I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be dumping all this shit-I Mean, crap- on you.”

He was a southern gentleman, it seemed, not keen on swearing around women. You felt for him, you did. A single dad in this position wasn’t ease. 

“I see, well, I’m happy to help, if that’s alright.”

An audible sigh of relief escapes him. “That would be great, thank you. I don’t wanna… well she’s already very embarrassed. The cashier was nice, but he definitely saw the blood on her shorts, and she’s pretty humiliated. You know, teenage boy she knows and all that… I don’t wanna make it worse.” He shuffles his feet. “I don’t wanna make her feel like this is something to be ashamed of, or that I’m grossed out. I’m not.” He glances at you before sighing again but keeping eye contact. “I just feel out of my depth that’s all.”

“I understand. This sort of thing can be confusing for adult women do. We learn new things all the time, what works better and what doesn’t. I don’t think anyone expects you to be an expert.”

With a shy smile, the young man extends his hand. “Joel Miller, pleasure to meet yuh, miss.”

You tell him your name, and get to work, not wanting to leave that poor girl waiting. “Any known allergies, Mr. Miller?”

“Please, you can call me Joel. And yeah, she’s allergic to latex.”

Nodding again, you move to a particular section. “Okay, good think I asked because some have latex. Here.” You give him a box of basic Kotex pads and a box of tampons. “This brand is latex free, and they are a good brand. Just make sure you check any new products if you get 'em. She probably won’t want to use tampons for a few years yet, but let’s get 'em just in case” You grab a box of larger ones. “And these are overnight pads, but the first day or two are always the heaviest each month, and if I’m being honest, I just use these the first day, even with a tampon.” Your face suddenly matches Joel’s blush. “Sorry, that’s probably TMI”

“No!” He reassures, wide-eyed. “I don’t mind, any information is helpful- uh- if you’re comfortable, of course.”

You can’t seem to stop smiling at him. “Yeah. I’m pretty open. Well, for me, my first two days are insanely heavy, and the tampons bleed through really quick, so if I’m at work it's better just to have a big pad on to prevent leaks. I think it’s safe to say she’s gonna like these while she is figuring things out.”

Joel nods, and you can tell he’s trying very hard to take in this information. He grabs another box of the over night pads, then looks at you. “Just in case”

“Okay, now, you said she bleed through her clothes right?”

Joel scrubbed his face. “Oh god, yeah, and they don’t sell clothes here, huh.” He sighs, before coming up with a plan. “That's okay” I’ll just wrap my jacket around her.”

“Here.” You toss him some baby wipes. “You go check out, I got some sweats in my car, I’ll grab them and meet you at the employee bathroom.”

His eyes go wide at that. “Oh! Oh no, miss, thank you but you don't have to-”

But you hold out a hand to quiet the handsome single dad. “I want to. And they are just shitty sweats, don’t worry for one minute.” Before he could argue, you leave him, and soon you return to the front where Joel is trying to get his daughter to open the door… but she’s refusing.

“Sarah, honey, it’s okay, it’s okay I’m just gonna hand you what you need-”

“No!” You can hear her yell from the bathroom, and you can’t imagine she’s older than 10.

You step up to the door. “Hey, Sarah? I’m a friend of your dads. I got some clean clothes for you, if you crack open the door I have a towel you can cover yourself with, and I can help you, or if they you think got it-”

The door unlocked, and Joel looked visibly relieved as you handed her the beach towel through the cracked door. 

“Is this alright? I’ll keep the door unlocked and be in and out.” You assure him, and he agrees.

“I really appreciate all your help; I can’t say thank you enough.” 

Sarah calls that you can come in, and with a towel covering her you show her the products and explain how to use them. You slip out again and lean against the wall looking at an anxious Joel.

“She okay? She good?” He asks you, the worry evident on his face.

You were quick to reassure him. “She’s alright, just embarrassed, but I managed to slip in that you were absolutely not weirded out and not nervous at all.”

“Already lying for me, huh darl’n?”  He chuckles a bit, finally seeming to relax. “You really came to my rescue.”

You could stare at his soft brown eyes all day… “It’s alright. No one really prepares you for this as a dad.”

The smile on his face falls. “But I should’ve prepared myself, you know?” his large hand goes to rub the back of his neck. “I don’t want you to think I didn’t try, really. When her mom left I really tried to… you know… learn how to do both, the mom stuff and dad stuff.” Joel chuckled a bit. “I can throw a mean tea party.”

Smiling softly, you hope your face doesn’t show one of judgment. "I bet you can."

“But then she just got older so fast… ”

“How old is she?”

“10”

“Well, in your defense, that is a little earlier than expected.” You can see his eyes widen, so you’re quick to assure him. “Not too early! Any time between 9 and 16 I think is normal and healthy. 12-13 is the average though.”

He wouldn’t stop beating himself up about it. “I should’ve been prepared, but my ma died before Sarah was born and I work with all men so I just… didn’t have anyone to ask, and then I know I could probably look it up but I didn’t even know what I’m looking for, plus it’s the internet so I wasn’t really sure what I’d see-”

“Joel!” You stop him, laughing and putting a hand on him, hoping to cool his anxious over-explaining… he relaxes into your touch. “I have been getting mine for ages, and I still find myself getting caught off guard without products. You’re a good dad, okay? You’re trying your best, and from what I’ve seen, you’ve raised a lovely, polite young lady. You’re not gonna traumatize her because you didn’t have pads.”

When he smiles at you, you can’t help but fall into those puppy-dog eyes just a little bit more.

Sarah emerges from the bathroom, looking at the floor but trying to put on a brave face. You decide to leave them be, let them go home so the poor girl could rest and Joel could calm down.

“I’m going to finish my shopping, any more questions before I go, sweetie?”

She gives a light smile. “No ma’am, thank you.”

“You’re very welcome. Joel?” You ask the girls dad, and he laughs as he shakes his head.

“Got about a thousand, but I’ll figure it out.”

“Dad” Sarah urges him to stop talking, so Joel does. 

“Thank you, miss. I appreciate it.”

You say goodbye to both, and go to retrieve your shopping cart. 

Meanwhile, Joel watches you leave, before Sarah speaks up.

“Who was that? She said she was a friend of yours, but you don’t have friends other than Uncle Tommy.”

“Hey now, little lady.” Joel looks down at her, but Sarah just gives him a look. “Fine, you got me. Just a nice lady helping a hopeless old man.”

“Well, she was nice. Can we go home? I think I deserve some of that candy you keep hidden away.”

“How do you know about that?”

“You fall asleep watching TV with your mouth full of chocolate.” Sarah then flops her head back, mouth open, imitating a loud snore. 

Joel gently bonks her head, making the pre-teen giggle. “Alright I get your point, fine. Let’s go home.” Joel put his arm around his daughter, walking her outside as he carried the back of products and her dirty shorts.

When Sarah stuffed her hands into your large sweatpants, she felt something in the pocket. “Oh I hope he doesn’t need this.”

“What is it?” Joel hoped it was important so he had an excuse to find you and talk to you again. 

Sarah handed him a business card. It had your name, and business and cellphone number printed on it, but it was the back that caught his attention. Written in blue ink, it said: “Call me, cowboy <3”

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First Joel with no smut XD

I was debating writing this or a dark!joel one shot, but christ, my dark joel series is *dark* so i needed to lighten myself up a bit.

@my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction

IDK who else is reading none smutty joel so i guess im just tagging fen bc they read all my nonsense XD

#joel miller #joel miller hbo #joel miller reader #joel miller fem!reader #joel miller fem reader #fem reader #fem!reader #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel tlou #tlou fanfiction #tlou hbo #the last of us #pre outbreak!joel #single dad!joel miller #reader #pedro pascal #joel miller fluff #tlou fluff

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

Hi! I don’t know if your requests r open but if yes would u write something with aedion x reader and reader being close friends with aelin? No koa spoilers if possible😂

Forgive me

All odds were working against him. Why him? Even if that question was selfish. Out of all the females he could have fallen for. Why did it have to be you? Yes, you were the most breathtaking human being on earth. Yes, your kindness was so radiant it was impossible to hate you. Yes, you made heads turn as you walked down the street, people desperate to talk to you or just simply say hello.

"You like her", Aelin said from beside Aedion, making the male frown, "I do not, that is ridiculous", he snarled back. "Denying it doesn't help you", Aelin patted his shoulder. "Just because you have a mate doesn't make you a relationship expert", he bit back, "Y/N is so far away from the females I like", Aedion stated firmly. He waited for Aelin to defend you. You two were such a close friends. That was one of the reasons why Aedion was hesitant about the possibility of dating you. He knew Aelin would never forgive him if something went wrong and he didn't want to make it weird between the two of you. Aedion met Aelin's big eyes, instantly turning around to see you standing there. Holding a basket with food, you no doubt brought for them, but especially Aedion, like you always did. "Y/N...", he called out but you're already shaking your head as you step away.

You felt your eyes stinging, quickly trying to wipe the tears away as you continued to walk. Feeling stupid for ever thinking that Aedion could ever like you back. You had tried being sweet to him. Showing your affection towards him in little ways. Waiting up for him in the evenings, knowing well, that he needed to rant after a long day. Grabbing him little bites to eat when he's all cooped up with work. The list goes on. And here it seemed that you had been so naive. Letting yourself believe that he indeed liked you back.

You felt someone taking hold of your hand, making you halt in your steps. "Y/N, just let me explain", Aedion said, slightly out of breath as he's been trying to keep up with you. "Listen to what? I've heard you loud and clear", you yanked your arm away from his grip. As it was you already felt so humiliated. "No, no, you haven't", his voice was shaking as he spoke, trying to reach for you but you keep turning away from him.

"I don't need your pity", you say through gritted teeth but Aedion was quick to cup your face, turning you to face him and you could feel that genuine fear lacing his features. "I like you. I like you so fucking much but I'm an idiot, okay? I'm an idiot", he muttered the last part, shaking his head, "Because you're... you deserve so much more than I can give you". You gave him a puzzled look, "But you...", you breathed out.

"I've liked you ever since I've seen you. You've been living in my mind and in my heart ever since", Aedion leaned over, pressing his forehead to yours, "Don't walk away from me, even if I'm an absolute idiot". Your hands sneaked around his waist as you pulled him closer to you, pressing yourself into his embrace. His heart was beating rapidly. He held onto you as if his whole life depends on it now. "Forgive me", Aedion muttered into your hair, scarred to let go of you, in case you vanished out of his embrace. "We'll find a way for you to apologize", you pressed your palm into his chest, making the male chuckle.

#aedion ashryver x reader #aedion ashryver imagine #aedion ashryver x you #aedion tog imagine #aedion tog x reader #tog imagine #tog x reader #tog x you

[topaz-witch-tea]

Yanqing’s Happy Family AU: Yingxing’s Parenting

It’s been a while since I last posted something for Yanqing’s Happy Family AU. I took a much needed vacation from work so now I am a lot more energized and ready to write. Work and the fact that my free time is 9 PM - 12 PM makes it hard to write, which is why my work has a lot of typos. I try my best to catch all of them but some do slip through.

Please enjoy my head canons on Yingxing’s parenting. Please feel free to send me asks and messages, you can also send them anonymously if you wish. You can ask about head canons, current, or future works and anything that strikes your fancy. I am opening to answering most things. I hope to have a proper writing schedule set up for me so I can write more. My brain keeps cooking food but I can’t plate and serve them efficiently. 😂

1. Yingxing makes all of the swords Yanqing uses. From his main sword to the spares on his back and even the daggers he hides on his body, Yingxing forged all of them. This was his child after all, how could he let anyone else but the best make his son’s weapons and he was the Furnace Master, and therefore, the best. Improperly made weapons could decide life and death in the battlefield and he would be damned if the reason his child was buried before him was because of poorly made weaponry. He poured countless hours and funds into creating these weapons all to ensure that it was the best. Yanqing, in turn, shared his father’s love for swords and loved collecting them, especially ones his father made. Private auctions or competitions were the only way to get non-custom swords made by the Furnace Master and Yanqing competed in them constantly. Sure, he would spend his entire allowance for the next two weeks just to get his hand on a sword his father crafted completely out of jade, but it was absolutely stunning from a collector’s point-of-view and he simply could not let the opportunity pass him by.

2. Yanqing would collect the swords of other master’s as well, but he would never use them on the battlefield. Until one day, when a new craftsman who had transferred from the Yaoqing arrived on the Luofu. He was an expert in daggers infused with qi and Yanqing was absolutely smitten with them. So much so that he replaced the daggers Yingxing gave him with the qi-infused ones during an minor expedition. The expedition was successful and Yanqing was more than happy with his purchase. Yingxing, however, was not happy to hear he was been replaced with someone else. To him, swords were his and Yanqing’s thing, so to hear that Yanqing no longer carried his daggers but those of another craftsmen was a strike to his heart. He fretted over whether it was due to his skill as a craftsman or maybe the designs were not in style. He took this matter so personally that he had suddenly burst into tears right as he and his husbands were going to sleep. Of course, Yanqing got tired of the daggers in a week or so and returned to using the ones his father crafted for him. They just felt more comfortable and far more suited to his fighting style then anything else he could buy at the market.

3. Yingxing, out of the three, is by far the strictest. His success in life was due to self-discipline and perseverance, something he hopes to impart upon Yanqing. However, “strict” should be taken with a grain of salt. Yingxing will say no to Yanqing when it comes to certain purchases but a successful sword lesson or an excellent exam score is enough to make Yingxing open his wallet. He does try his best to teach Yanqing financial responsibility, but it’s hard for him to preach that when he was doing the same thing at Yanqing’s age.

4. Before every mission, Yingxing checks every weapon Yanqing is bringing with him to the battlefield. It doesn’t matter if Yanqing has polished and inspected each item the night before, Yingxing has to look at it. The sharpness and sturdiness of the blade, the quality of the sheath, even the way it is attached to Yanqing- everything has to be checked. While Yingxing will tell his son that it is for his safety, it is more for Yingxing’s own anxiety. There are times he is unable to follow his child onto the battlefield, and in those moments, his mind spins a thousand horrible scenarios of his child’s fate. To know that all of Yanqing’s weapons are in order is the only thing he can do as he waits for his child to return home.

#jingrenheng #yanqing’s happy family au #yanqing #honkai star rail #hsr #yingxing #hsr blade #jing yuan #dan feng #hsr ren #even though Jing Yuan and Danfenf don’t appear in this they are mentioned so it felt wrong to keep them separated from each other

[writerlyhabits]

First Date

Pairing: tfatws Bucky Barnes x Single Mom! Reader

Ch. 2 of Blue is For Ben series | Masterlist | Ch. 1 | Ch. 3

Word count: 6.0k

Summary: Bucky wants to ask you out on a real first date, but what does that look like when you don’t have anyone to watch your son? 

Warnings: mild language, mentions of previous assholes reader has dated, more kide related media and games, I think that’s all it’s pretty cute

AN: Okay… I know this took forever to get out, but I started writing one idea that takes place after this and had a hard time transitioning, so I started over and wrote this chapter instead 😂 If you’re waiting for something a little spicier, stay tuned, I promise it’s coming 😉 Thanks @deceiverofgodss for helping me through this, ily 💙

“NO! It’s gonna fall!” Your son screeched from the living room. And as you continued to chop up your taco meat in the pan, you heard a heavy thump on the ground and an excited giggle from the four-year-old. 

Sometimes it was hard to believe that there was a hundred-year difference between the two of them. Ben’s developing motor skills and small size gave him a slight disadvantage as he played his favorite Bluey game, and Bucky was far too invested in how high he could get their high score. Keepy Uppy experts, they called themselves, smacking a balloon this way and that trying to keep it off of the floor. 

You weren’t sure your downstairs neighbors would be as excited about it as they were. But it was beyond adorable, and you didn’t have the heart to make them stop. 

It hadn’t taken long for Bucky Barnes to find a place for himself in your lives, and it had been far easier to get him through your door since that first night he came over for dinner. It started with dinners here and there until he was almost expected at the table each night. Ben wanting to show off his school projects had turned into after-school play dates, which then became a demanding four-year-old and a super soldier on call, ready to be at your doorstep in a moment's notice. 

One of those first few afternoons you had half a mind to apologize, to tell him he was allowed to tell Ben ‘no’ and do his own thing. But he walked in with a sweet smile and soft touches, greeting Ben with equal enthusiasm. Before you could even get it out, Bucky made sure you knew that he was exactly where he wanted to be. 

When it was just the two of you, Ben would often tell you that Bucky was his best friend. And after you put him to bed, you felt like a schoolgirl with a crush when Bucky’s nightly text messages came in. “Bedtime went okay?” translated to it’s my turn to talk to you, which never failed to bring a giddy smile to your face. 

“MAMA!” You snapped your head up in Ben’s direction, seeing the blue balloon floating across the counter that divided your kitchen and your living room. Glancing at Bucky, he gave you a wink as his eyes danced between you and the balloon. 

With both boys looking at you with anticipation, how could you deny them?

Resting your spatula against the pan, you scurried to the counter and got up on your toes, leaning across it to smack the balloon back into the living room where Ben bounced over to it. You watched them for a few moments, smiling to yourself as you watched the brick wall of a man play so sweetly with Ben, complete with goofy faces and exaggerated movements just to make him laugh. 

That shouldn’t have been all it took to make you absolutely head over heels for him. And yet you had to physically make yourself look away and focus on cooking dinner to avoid watching him with heart eyes. Logically, watching a man play well with your four-year-old shouldn’t have been the root of your affections… but it was kind of hard for it to be anything else when Ben was always with you. 

“Hey, we kept it up twenty-four times, that’s pretty good!” Bucky reasoned from the living room, alerting you to the fact that their game of Keepy Uppy had ended. 

“Let’s do it again! We’ll really beat the high score this time,” Ben said enthusiastically, and Bucky gave a deep chuckle. 

“How about you start this round without me? See how far you can get by yourself, okay? I’ll be back in a sec,” he reasoned, leaving the four-year-old to count to himself. 

Before you could process that he was coming to see you, one of Bucky’s large hands smoothed over the middle of your back. Your body instinctively leaned into his touch, and you tried to cover it up by turning to meet his gaze, finding him leaning against the counter beside you with a cocked brow. 

“Hey sugar, come here often?” He teased, but it still brought a sheepish smile to your face as his deep voice lilted in all the right places. 

“Only every day of my life,” you retorted, a boyish grin appearing on his face. 

“Can I help you with anything?” He asked gently. 

“I mean… you could stir the beans if you want. I thought you were playing with Ben?” 

“And now I’m talking to you,” he winked at you, removing his hand from your back so he could tend to the other pot simmering on the stove. You tried to ignore how much you missed the feeling. “He’ll be fine, I’ll go back out there in a few minutes.”

“Mmm, okay… so what do you want?” You shot playfully, and he gave you a confused look. “I’m smarter than that, James. You have a question you want me to answer.” He looked like a deer caught in the headlights. 

“I- well, not because I don’t want to spend time with you,�� he quickly defended himself, and you couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled out of you. “It’s- c’mon, we were playing keepy uppy, you can’t expect me to turn that down,” he argued, now laughing with you. 

“But you do have a question for me?” He nodded in defeat. 

“I was just wondering… Do you have someone you trust to watch Ben?” 

Oh. 

That question. 

The one that, with men you had entertained in the past, had meant they were done playing family man, that they wanted Ben to be someone else’s problem so they could get you alone. It was always pitched to you like it was some kind of fantasy of yours, like they were doing you this big favor by giving you a reason not to be Mom. As if that was ever something you wanted to escape. 

It usually meant the end of whatever short-lived flirtationship you had allowed. They would show their true colors, turning into ugly versions of themselves when denied what they were really after. Your walls would go back up, you would keep your baby close to your chest, and you would never hear from them again. 

But Bucky was nothing like any of those men. He couldn’t be farther from them. 

“I uh… No, I don’t,” you started shyly, not very good at hiding how his question had caught you off guard. But when you watched his expression shift, it was soft, and there was no leap to a defense. He was different. “I’ve been working from home since Ben was born, and I only went back to the office because he started going to school. Other than friends here and there…” You shrugged and gave a quiet shake of your head. “Why do you ask?”

“Well…” he started, taking a deep breath before he looked back at you, still effortlessly reducing you to a puddle with one look despite his evident nerves. “I was thinking of asking you out on a date.” 

It was annoying what that one sentence did to you. 

“Figured I’d do this right, take you out to dinner and make it a real first date. Just for one night.” 

Just for one night… you’d never heard that one before. 

“I can.” What were you saying? “I can find someone. Just for a few hours, right? I’m sure there are a few sitters in the building. I can make it work.” 

What were you saying? 

It burned coming up out of your throat. Sure, Ben was four years old, he was plenty old enough to be left under someone else’s supervision. But he was all you had. And it’s not like you required much from a potential sitter, keeping him safe and happy was all you really cared about. But it was so hard to let go of him, and far easier to just reschedule things for another time. Now you were agreeing to hand your baby away because a pair of pretty blue eyes said he wanted to treat you to a night out. 

And you wanted it. 

Before you could take it back, even before the rush of mom guilt started to flood in, Bucky was already swooping in to rescue you from your spiraling thoughts.

“Hang on, don’t go pawning him off on someone you don’t trust, you’re gonna stress me out,” he assured you, his hands coming up to rub the sides of your arms soothingly, his face completely serious. “I just wanted to know if you already had someone, not for you to go find one.” 

The relief that flooded your body was more satisfying than you could have ever imagined. And somehow there was still room to be disappointed in what you lost. The idea of sitting at a table in a nice restaurant and being able to talk, really talk without the fear of what little ears could hear… 

With Bucky, it sounded wonderful. 

“I still want to take you out on a date,” he told you, bringing you out of your thoughts as if he could read them. You smiled sheepishly and shook your head. 

“And how do you think that’s gonna work, Buck?” You laughed, amused by the image of you and Bucky in a fancy dining room joined by a booster seat and a plate of chicken nuggets. “Just give me a little time to conduct interviews like a neurotic mom, I’ll find someone he’ll be okay with.”

“Nah, we’ll take him with us,” He grinned, patting your arms before he pushed off of the counter to peek out into the living room. “Psst…. Ben… c’mere.” You watched in intrigue as your son quickly abandoned the balloon he was tossing into the air to toddle over to the super soldier, launching himself into Bucky’s arms as the tall man kneeled down.  

“What do you think about me taking you and your mom to the park on Saturday?” he offered, and your son immediately lit up. 

“Is today Saturday?” You and Bucky shared a look. 

“No buddy, today is Thursday. Saturday is on the weekend when you don’t go to school.” Ben contemplated this for a moment before he replied. 

“Why?” He asked, his arms still wrapped around Bucky’s shoulders. You couldn’t help but giggle, watching Bucky try not to laugh as he recalibrated, Ben’s responses clearly not having matched the idea in his head. 

“Well… so we can all spend some time together. We’ll go get hot dogs, and I’ll take you guys to the park. And maybe I’ll treat you guys to…” Bucky hesitated, taking a quick glance at you as he considered his next words. “Maybe I’ll get us a treat afterward. How’s that sound?” 

“Good!” Ben said enthusiastically, already starting to climb around the super soldier like a jungle gym. “Bucky?” 

“Yeah, buddy?” 

“Can tomorrow be Saturday?” Bucky’s face softened as he helped Ben climb up around his back. Seeing Ben so excited, you couldn’t help your own heart melting a little bit. You could compromise. 

“Ben, honey,” you started, and Ben’s face appeared under Bucky’s bicep as he hung off of the outstretched vibranium arm like a monkey. “Why don’t you ask Bucky if he wants to go tomorrow after school?” 

You watched him struggle to climb around Bucky’s arm, the human playground as patient as ever while he watched – and helped – in amusement. And he scrunched his nose when Ben put his mouth to Bucky’s ear, much better at keeping himself from flinching away from Ben’s ticklish whispers than you were. 

And then Bucky effortlessly grabbed the child and twisted him around, giggling the whole way, to whisper his response in Ben’s ear. When he backed away, the two boys shared a look, nodding in agreement. Thick as thieves… Bucky nodded his head towards you, getting Ben to finally loop you into the plan. 

“Bucky sayed yes! He sayed it’s a date,” he relayed excitedly, and then did his best to wink with only one of his eyes. He almost had it, too. 

“Then tomorrow it is,” you said sweetly, and this time Bucky was the one shooting you a wink as he got up from his knees. 

“Keepy Uppy! Come on, let’s go!” Ben pleaded, no longer interested in dragging on these grown-up details, and pulling on Bucky’s hand with all his strength. Which, of course, didn’t make a difference. 

“Hold on, kiddo, let me finish talking to your Mama,” he laughed, and Ben groaned as he returned to the living room to play by himself. You kept yourself propped up against the counter as Bucky approached you, confident that your weakened knees needed another moment to be able to support you. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to rush you into anything,” you smiled, and he shook his head. 

“I’ve been trying to figure out how to ask you out for an embarrassingly long amount of time, tomorrow is perfect” he offered, and you felt heat rush to your cheeks. “I’m just glad he’s so excited.” 

“Me too,” you sighed, glancing back out into the living room to see your son laid out on the edge of the couch as he tossed his balloon into the air. “So, what treat did you change your mind about?” You asked with a grin. 

“It wasn’t so much that I changed my mind? I just didn’t think promising him ice cream ahead of time would end up working in our favor,” he explained with an exasperated expression, pulling a belly laugh out of you. 

He was different. 

…

“Alright I’ve got one,” Bucky offered from his spot on the wooden bench next to you, the two of you sitting on the perimeter of the park taking turns scooping bites from the rest of Ben’s cup of chocolate ice cream, which he’d ditched to play cafe with the other children and bring you the occasional fake ice cream. 

“Oh this should be good,” you teased, handing him the small cup as you finished your bite. After having gotten hot dogs and walked around the city, you had already crossed off the usual first date topics and found yourselves in this sort of game of twenty questions. The main difference is that you were trying to take advantage of your time without little ears. Well, not being in an enclosed space with little ears. 

“What’s the worst date you’ve ever been on?” he asked, and you contemplated your answer as you watched him scoop out his last bite – he could finish it off in one spoonful easily, but he only took half before he handed it back to you. 

“Okay, this one wasn’t exactly terrible, but just weird,” you started, and Bucky chuckled as you finished off the sweet treat and prepared to tell the story. “This guy took me out to eat at a hole-in-the-wall pizza place. Literally, it was just a window on the side of the tiniest building I’ve ever seen. 

“We end up sitting to eat it in a park close by, and I start to think that the date can finally start. But then I look over and see him picking all his toppings off.” Bucky scrunched his nose, making you laugh as you kept explaining. “After he’d polished those off, he started peeling the cheese off too, just eating it in chunks.”

“And then he just ate the whole soggy crust by itself?” he asked incredulously. When you nodded, he closed his eyes and dropped his head into one of his hands, rubbing his face in what could only be described as despair. 

“I lasted about halfway through the crust before I threw etiquette out the window, and asked him what the hell he was doing to that poor piece of pizza. He just laughed and told me he’d been eating it that way since he was a kid.” 

“Please tell me you got up and left immediately,” he groaned, pulling a deep belly laugh from you as you watched him struggle to process your story. 

You could have said that. That would be the normal thing to answer with, especially when talking about a different man on a first date. 

“That uh… that was actually Ben’s dad.” 

Or just put it all out there. That’s… that’s what you did. Way to make it awkward. 

You weren’t sure what kind of response you were expecting, but it certainly wasn’t for him to look at you with his brows raised as if he’d just come to some profound discovery rather than irritation, or even surprise. 

“So that’s why Ben eats pizza like that…” 

“Like a weirdo? Apparently,” you finished, and Bucky chuckled to himself as he looked back out at the playground to check on the boy in question, and you admired his features as he did. “He’s never met that man in his life, but I guess pizza preferences are genetic. He just came out of the womb ready to confuse anyone who has to see him tear into a pepperoni pizza.” 

“I’ve told you I’m from Brooklyn, right? New York?” He piped up, and you scrunched your face up in sympathy.

“I’m so sorry,” you laughed, an amused grin dancing on his face. “It probably drives you crazy, doesn’t it?” 

“A little bit of me dies inside each time I watch him do it,” he deadpanned, only encouraging more of your laughter. “You should let me teach him how to eat it like a New Yorker.” 

“Oh yeah? And which way is that?” 

“You fold it! Down at the crust, that way you can eat it with one hand and keep walking,” he explained very passionately. Part of you wondered if he was exaggerating a little bit – his New York was a few decades behind the trends – but that was exactly how you’d seen him manhandle his slices last week. 

“His hands are too small for that!” You reminded him, giggling when he looked offended. 

“So we teach him now. Fix it before it’s too late, and then when he’s older we won’t have to worry about him eating pizza like a psychopath.” 

The second the words left his lips, you felt realization hit him. 

There was still an amused grin on his face, but the implication behind his words still hung in the air, and you could tell he was weighing his options as he watched your face for any trace of a response to how many times he had said we, not to mention talk of still being around when Ben was a little older. 

“I- sorry, I know I just broke a lot of first date rules in a row,” he settled on, attempting to be humorous, so you played along. 

“Well, you fed my kid hot dogs and ice cream, and didn’t bat an eye when I brought up the baby daddy, so I think we can throw those rules out the window.” Bucky’s nose scrunched up as he let out a boyish giggle, his cheeks turning pink at your reminder, and you hoped that he couldn’t hear the way your heart sped up because of it. 

“Yeah? Just how many of those rules are we throwing out?” He asked smoothly, raising an eyebrow at you as he adjusted his spot on the bench, ending up just a little bit closer to you. 

“That depends on what you’re planning,” you retorted, unable to stop from giggling when he gave you a smug expression. 

Your innocent laughter was quick to fade when his tongue peeked out to lick his lips in a way that should not have had as much of an effect on you as it did, finding his baby blues darting down to your lips before returning your gaze. 

“You’ve got something, right here…” he husked, the arm that had been resting against the back of the park bench moving slyly to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing against the corner of your lips. 

“Hmmm really? Did I get ice cream on my face?” you managed as his face inched closer to yours, scanning your expression for any sign of rebuttal. Lucky for him, you were so giddy with anticipation that you may as well have had a green light on your forehead. 

“Mhm, you did,” he chuckled deeply, the gravel of his voice sending a shiver down your spine. “Let me get that for you…” 

“How kind of you,” you whispered, earning you a bright smile as the tip of his nose brushed against yours, your eyelids fluttering shut as you anticipated his next move. 

The moment Bucky’s lips met yours, you could have been easily convinced that the world around you had fallen away. You could count on one hand the number of times you’d been kissed like this in the last four years, but none of them even stood close. 

It was pure. Fucking. Bliss. 

His mouth molded onto yours like a puzzle piece, filling something inside of you that you hadn’t realized was empty, curing some secret ache in your soul. The hand cupping your cheek slipped to the back of your neck to hold you just that much closer, angling his face to kiss you again, keeping you close to him. He touched you as if you were a delicate thing to be treasured while he kissed you like you were the very thing keeping him alive. 

Bucky parted the kiss and held his lips away from yours by mere centimeters, an immediate wave of disappointment washing over you, wanting nothing more than for him to do it again. And again. And again. 

“What do you think, is this one of those rules we can ignore?” he murmured, a playful grin on his face as you caught your breath. 

“I think I’ll let it slide,” you teased right back, delighted by the huff of amusement you got from the muscular man in front of you, more than eager to let him lean back in to keep kissing you…

“MAMA!” 

Honestly, you should have seen it coming. 

Bucky’s lips had only just touched yours when Ben called for you from across the playground, and you could feel the super-soldier's wide grin spreading across his face as you scrunched your nose. 

You put on your best attentive mother face as you turned to look at your son, finding him attempting to run up to you through the wood chips of the playground, his eyes trained on the handful of leaves in his hands. 

“Yes baby?” you asked as he arrived right at your feet, finally looking up at you and Bucky. 

“I buyed you more ice cream!” Ben shoved his cupped hands up to your chin, waiting expectantly for you to relieve him of his delivery. 

“That was very sweet of you, Ben, thank you,” you sighed, doing your very best to keep the exasperation from your voice – Bucky’s chuckle telling you that you may not have succeeded – as you pretended to nibble on the leaves you’d been gifted. This was probably the fourth time you’d gone through his game of ice cream delivery, your date having received the other three. 

When you emptied his “bowl” by tossing his leaves to the side, just as you and Bucky had alternated doing for the past six handfuls, you assumed he would return back to the game of cafe so his new friends could “wash the dishes.” That was the pattern, that’s how the game was supposed to go. 

But if being a mom had taught you anything, it was that any assumption about your son’s next move would prove to be wrong. 

So of course, possibly the only time where you might have wanted him to keep playing his game and leave you to find your own entertainment on the park bench, he patted his hands on his pants and began climbing into your lap. Pushing limbs to the side, almost kicking Bucky in the abdomen, actually headbutting you in the abdomen… the whole nine yards. 

“What uh… what are you doin, bud?” you asked once he’d settled himself in the pocket of your crossed legs, grabbing for your arms as he wrapped them around him. 

“I jus’ wanted to snuggle you,” he shrugged, wiggling impossibly closer to you as he looked back out at the playground, perfectly content to watch the other children play as he sat with the two of you. You rolled your eyes for only Bucky to see, getting another laugh out of him as you squeezed your son tight. 

“Thank you, sweetheart, you know I love your cuddles,” you cooed, pressing a kiss into his soft hair. “You have awesome timing, did you know that? The absolute best.” Ben hummed in agreement to your not-so-subtle sarcasm, happy as could be while Bucky continued laughing. 

While you definitely would have enjoyed getting to kiss him just a little bit longer, getting cuddled by your son while Bucky tucked in close and wrapped an arm around your shoulders was a very close second. 

…

You shut the door to Ben’s room gently behind you, tip-toeing out into the living room where Bucky was waiting for you, leaning up against the arm of the couch with his hands resting gently in his lap. He raised his brows expectantly, silently asking how it went. 

You waved a hand across your face. “He’s out,” you whispered, making Bucky smile. 

“I thought he would be,” he said softly, nodding slowly. “I could tell he was so tired there at the end, he was getting goofy.” You laughed as you remembered Ben’s antics, climbing all over Bucky as he sat on the couch, doing anything he could to fight sleep, and laughing at just about anything that the super-soldier said to him whether it was meant to be comical or not. 

“You wore him out!” you reminded, moving closer to him as you recounted the evening. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen that boy run as fast as when you joined the kids’ game of chase.” He giggled as you stepped into the space between his legs, his hands instinctively lifting off of his lap to rest comfortably on your hips. “Earned yourself a couple points with the moms out there tonight.” 

“Oh yeah?” he asked sweetly, tilting his head in intrigue as you ran your hands up and down his muscular arms. Very muscular arms… You bit your lips and nodded to answer, earning a deep hum. “Did it earn me any points with Ben’s mom?” 

Your eyes found the chain of his dog tags hanging around his neck, tucked into the soft sweater that stretched over his chest. Buying yourself time to find the right words to answer his flirtatious question, you trailed your hands up his shoulders until they found the beaded chain. Slowly you pulled them out and kept them hooked in two of your fingers, the chain taught against his neck as you finally met his gaze. 

The blue of his eyes was slowly being overtaken by his pupils as he watched you. Not completely, but just enough to be noticeable, and it gave you a surge of confidence. You still had it. 

“You earned enough points to be able to kiss me again,” you bartered, and a single dark brow arched up his forehead as you leaned closer, pressing your body up against his. 

“How soon can I cash it in?” The gravel of his voice rumbled through his body, and you felt it go directly to your core. You gave a slight tug on the chain in your hands, clueing him into your answer. 

He didn’t need telling twice. Bucky followed the pull of his dog tags and leaned in to reconnect his lips with yours, and the second they hit home you melted into his grasp. You dropped the chain and wrapped your arms around his neck, putting most of your weight in his arms as his hands slid to wrap around your hips, holding you tight. 

It was hot, full of fire and hunger. He moved against you like it was second nature, tuned into every little sign and indicator your body was giving him, rendering you practically boneless. He nipped at your bottom lip, and teased your tongue with his own as you let him in, no thoughts in your head save from letting him keep kissing you like his life depended on it. 

Before you could wrap your brain around needing to stop for air, Bucky broke the kiss. His lips were so close, and yet so far, hovering inches away from yours. You spared a glance to see why he was torturing you like this, leaning back slightly to find his eyebrows furrowed as he stood completely still, peering out of his peripheral vision to follow… whatever it was he heard. 

After a few moments of silence, he relaxed again, turning his focus back to you and donning a sheepish grin when you raised your brows in question. “Sorry, I thought I heard Ben.” 

Ben… Ben, your son, sleeping in the other room. 

You didn’t even have the brain power to remember where you were, let alone keep your motherly instincts intact. Usually, it was you who had the all-hearing ears, being able to pick up on any slight out-of-place movement your son may have made. 

This time you didn’t. But Bucky did. While making out with you. 

“Are you even real?” You gushed, earning you a deep chuckle that rumbled through him, his nose scrunched up in amusement. “I mean, it’s enough of a task trying to find a man even willing to give a single mom the time of day. But here you are, buying him ice cream on our first date and listening for him mid-makeout.” His cheeks were turning a cute shade of pink as you rattled on with your praise, shaking his head through his amusement. 

“Well, I’m glad I’m doing something right, but that’s… I don’t feel like I deserve praise for that,” he admitted modestly, his tumb rubbing a soothing circle into you back as he continued to hold you close. “I actually feel like I should be apologizing for what I said earlier, when I went on about future things, and saying ‘we’ so many times… I- I hope I didn’t freak you out.”

The longer he kept talking, the more you were convinced you were dreaming. At any moment you would wake up, and this wonderful wonderful man would be ripped away from you. 

But when the dream didn’t end, you were quick to ease his worries. “Please don’t apologize for that, it was- okay, I don’t want to freak you out, but it was actually really refreshing.” 

Bucky tilted his head in question, gesturing for you to keep talking, and you took a moment to find the right words to explain what you were trying to tell him. Words that didn’t make it sound quite as pathetic as you always thought it did. 

“The guys I’ve dated in the past… well, I’ll just say that they were less concerned about finding a sitter specifically for the first date, and more interested in finding a way to get Ben out of the equation completely.” You had more to say, but for a moment all you could do was watch him. His face changed as soon as the words left your lips, and you were momentarily fascinated by the thinly veiled discomfort that took over his expression. 

Bucky was angry. 

Was it weird that it made your knees weak? His intense care for the both of you – as a complete unit – was making your insides do somersaults, and he wasn’t even seeking a reward for it. This wasn’t a show, he wasn’t trying to get on your good side. No, he was trying to hide it, play it off as something else. 

“I’d way rather hear you talk about a possible future, about teaching him things as he gets older… it’s a nice change from having to explain why Ben’s dad hasn’t come to take him away for the weekend,” you finished earnestly, watching the internal battle dance behind his eyes. “I like having you around all the time, watching you play together. You’re really good with him, Buck.” 

That last statement seemed to ease enough of his fiery emotions to give you a shy smile. “I try,” he shrugged. “He’s a sweet boy, it’s hard to tell him no.” 

“I know,” you groaned, earning you another laugh that rumbled through his large frame. “Y’know, he likes you a lot. He tells me all the time that you’re his best friend.” Bucky’s face melted into a soft smile, and it made you gooey. 

“As much as I like to hear that, I want better for him,” he started, sparing a glance towards Ben’s room, as if he was watching him through the walls. Only a mother wouldn’t think that was crazy. “He deserves a best friend his age, not a 107-year-old war veteran.” The bluntness of his statement made you laugh, the mental image of the two of them – and all their many differences – making for a comical image in your head. “Don’t get me wrong, he is my best friend, and I have no shame admitting it.” 

“Oh really? Not any of your superhero friends?” You started, but he made a scrunchy face in distaste, and you did your best not to erupt into more giggles. “And what about me?” He dropped the goofy expression and looked back at you with his eyebrow raised. 

“I was reserving something else for you…” he said smoothly, the timber of his voice sending another shiver through your body. 

“And what would that be?” you asked innocently, the arms still wrapped around his neck trying to encourage him to lean in closer. Instead, Bucky’s grip on you tightened as he rose from the arm of the couch, his darkening eyes never leaving yours as he walked you backwards through your apartment, keeping you balanced as you did your best to keep your feet on the ground. 

“Mmm, I think you’ll just have to wait and see,” he hummed, your back hitting the wall of your entry way as his eyes bore into yours. “I think I’ve hit my quota on future-talk tonight,” Bucky whispered. 

He didn’t give you time to come up with a witty reply before he leaned in close and pressed his lips against yours ever so softly, one arms slinking around your waist to pull you flush to him as his other left you, but you couldn’t dedicate any thought to where it might have gone when you were running your hands through his hair and enjoying the pleased sounds it drew out of him. 

It didn’t last long, Bucky breaking the kiss after only a few sweet kisses – not nearly enough, in your opinion – giving you a shit eating grin. He whispered a goodnight, stepping back to admire the flustered state he was leaving you in before walking back towards your front door, coat already in hand. And with one last wink he was gone, the door clicking softly as he shut it gently behind him, conscious of the sleeping four year old inside the apartment. 

You didn’t know how long you sat there, bracing yourself against the wall just inside your apartment as you went over the events of the night, remembering each sweet gaze, tender touch, and absolutely tantalizing kiss he had given you. One thing was for sure; it was without a doubt the most romantic date you had ever been on. 

You took a deep breath and pushed yourself off of the wall, moving to go double-check on Ben before starting your own nightly routine. You stopped in your tracks when your phone vibrated in your pocket, your face quickly breaking into a smile when Bucky’s name appeared on the screen. 

If we’re still throwing out first date rules, I don’t have to wait three days to text you again, right? Great, I’m glad you agree. 

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[renren-006]

"Hmm maybe the reader is Sierra seven? And she has gotta help protect Claire, maybe Six calls in a favor as he saved her once in the past on another mission?"

Okay I thought about it a bit and I have a couple things that would be cool if you could incorporate but it's by no means required!

Okay the first is they've worked together on missions before, they're dynamic is that while both Six and Seven are the best in the biz, Seven is the expert long-range marksman while Six excels at the close quarters stuff so on past missions that was how they worked.

Maybe their first romantic encounter was a job in Paris and it got messy. Six came back to save Seven even though he didn't need to.

Seven: "I owe you one."

Six: "I'll remember that."

After they had a one night fling situation, maybe they were lonely, maybe they just needed some human contact because it's a lonely job, maybe they had always been a little flirty and it all came to a head (or all 3 😂).

Current story, I have less ideas/details. Maybe they couldn't get that one night out of their heads and Six needs help with something Claire related. Seven is the only person that comes to mind that he can trust and besides, he's got that favor to call in. It's a reunion of sorts and after this time around they keep in touch more/see each other more.

Now as I said, you don't have to use any of the above just some things that came to mind... I mean I've been daydreaming about Six for days and in my head I'm way cooler than I am and a badass 😎 😂😭

Protection Squad | Sierra Six x F! Reader

word count: 1627

warnings: blood, angst, fluff

A/N: I hope this works for what you requested. I changed a few things because in my head I’m not sure Six would be a person to have a one-night stand but that's just because I think he's more emotional than he lets on hand he might be the type to only have sex with someone after he's cared about them for a long time and is in some sort o relationship with them. Anyways here's my take hope you enjoy it!!!

Six had a favor to cash in, and he knew it was reckless to get you, Sierra Seven, involved but he had no other choice. The two of you had not seen each other for a few months, and both of you knew that was too long. The last time the two of you were together was a mission a few months back, and from that point on the two of your schedules never aligned. It was no secret that the two of you had a relationship going on, even when Fitz said it wasn't wise, the two of you definitely didn’t listen. 

The mission a few months back hit a few bumps and one of them was when Six missed someone and they slipped out and got you. You had been on the roof surveying the area for the men and the rest of his crew. What neither of you prepared for was that one of them would be tasked to find you. You did your best to fight him off but with your skills being more allowed with that of distance,  the man got a cheap shot sending you to the ground. The guy managed to drag you back towards the center of the pavilion Six had entered. You remembered the look on Six face when he saw you. You knew you looked beat up and that only fueled Six more. Six lunged first catching the am off guard and dropping looked back towards six to find him beating up the man who had hurt you. Another one charged at you kicking your ribs and making you scream out in pain. When six had looked over you he found that you had managed to get a knife from the guy and watched as you gracefully took the man down, leaving splatters of blood around the floor. When you looked back over at six he knew for the first time in a while that the two of you were Kent for each other and would do a lot for each other. He also knew that if you ever got caught that he would always be there to help save you.

 “I owe you,” You told him while you sat on the ground resting against a fountain trying to not focus on the pain in your chest and side. Six patted your thighs.

“I’ll keep it in mind, love” Six replied with a smile spread across his face and you tried your best to smile before you felt yourself falling apart.

“Alright now get me to a hospital Court,” You told him shooting him a look. He nodded picking you up and heading towards the closest hospital. In the end, you two started a running tab for flavors. 

Your relationship only allowed those factors to be filled with trust and dedication to stand by your side. When you got the call from a random number you were quick to pick it up.

“Hey, Seven” Six voices rang through the phone. Your heart rate sped up at the sound of your boyfriend. “I got the call in that favor”

 “Babe if you wanted to see me all you had to do was ask” you joked, a small laugh came from the other end.

“You know I'd love to see you but I’m in a bit of trouble and I need someone I trust with me,” He said seriously. You knew Six, his voice gave away the fear he had for whatever was going on. You were sitting at the kitchen table in your shared apartment, relaxing after the long mission you had. While you were the long-range sniper you had to do a lot of running the past couple of weeks to take out your targets. You were a fast runner and your marksmen skills were outmatched, while Six had a high score he could never beat yours. If Six needed you, you were there.

“I’ll meet you just send me a location”

 “Thank you Y/N,” He said your number with love and while he knew your real name and you his, in the field he was careful not to use it. The job was simple, or that’s what Sox told you. Claire needed to be watched again, Fitz was somehow being targeted by some undercover group. You knew it was CIA unsanctioned hit related but you let him deal with that himself. Fitz only required you to watch the house and Claire. When you arrived you carried in your bag of weapons and began setting up on the veil overlooking the house. 

“Did you take everything?” Six asked amused at the number of weapons you had arrived with. Claire watched the look you gave him.

“My favorite child is in danger if I don’t bring the essentials to take out whoever sieves what use am I?” You asked the man before you.

“Your ridiculous,” He said. Your smile fueled a light in Six.

“You love it,” you told him and watched as he sent a scoff your way and a small smile keeping up his mouth. He didn't reply to your statement only let your laught erupt through the house before checking in with Claire. 

For the next weeks week, you took care of more brake-ins than either of you wanted to. It was nice being able to spend time together. Claire picked up on the body language the two of you expressed when near each other. Claire knew both of you felt safe with each other, loved for one another, and overall protectiveness.

It was dark outside, you sat on the roof watching the area, your rifle pointed down twords the house. Six sat in the kitchen watching the cameras, nothing seemed to be happening. That was until you felt a knife at your neck. “Shit” you mumbled as you raised your hands and stood up. The guy chuckled amused with himself that he got you. The light cast a shadow into the grass behind you as you walked twords the glass doors. Six jumped when he heard it open and his eye trailed over to yours and the man behind you. Six faces flashed with anger, his hand slowly going to the gun behind his jacket.

“I wouldn't do that if I were you,” he said pressing the knife further into your neck. What he didn’t know was that you had a knife in your hand, hidden in your black jacket sleeve. Six caught the glint of the silver when it hit the light. His eyes trailed to yours.

You were pissed, Claire lay asleep in the hallway just a few feet away and the man thought he had gotten the best of you. So you took a knife and stabbed him in the leg, when he went forward the knife slipped making a small cut along your neck. As you went to stab him again the knife found its way back up to your neck making you still. Your eyes locked onto the man before you. Your neck was tilted back leaving your hair to hand in mid-air. You couldn’t think, the man had you caught and you didn't have anything else to help you win against the man. Your skills lay more in the long-range area but you were known to have good skills with a knife. While the man was distracted keeping you near him Six charged. He pushed you out of the way, hoping you wouldn't hit anything. Again another cut was left agents your neck, making more blood slowly pool out. When Six had the man down he grabbed the knife from the man's hand and stabbed it into his chest, causing the man's breath to slow to a stop. When he looked back over at you he saw the formation of blood and quickly got you patched up. You two sat in silence, Claire still fast asleep.

“I should have been more careful,” you told Six, hoping to make the man before you talk. He looked over at you before his hands went to his head.

“You shouldn't have to worry about that,” he said, “You should be able to live and not worry…this is my fault I asked you to come, and now your hurt.”

“I owed you,” You told him.

“Maybe you shouldn't,” He said seriously. 

“Court” you whispered, 

“No, I cause people to get hurt, and it seems that you keep getting into trouble whenever I'm involved”

“Court,” I said pleadingly causing his eyes to meet mine, “You are not at fault you hear me. This is on me for not realizing the same thing could happen twice”

“I can’t,” he said, the unsaid words after hitting you. He cared so much that he believed every time you got hurt it somehow had to do with the fact that you and he were together. It was killing him thinking that you would die because of him.

“I love you Court,” You told him, “When I'm hurt, or in danger, or when I'm perfectly fine beside you”

“I love you Y/N, I just worry you’ll die because of me”

“I won't. You’ll be too much of a mess without me” You said humorously causing a small laugh to erupt from the Court. He looked over at you, eyes shining with love. He was happy and for the first time in months, he wasn't worried about you. For the first time in a while, neither one of you owed anything to the other, content with how things were. The next morning Claire found the two of you cuddled on the couch and what looks to be a small poodle of blood by the door. 

A/N: thank you again for the request I hope this works!!!

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#sierra six x you #sierra six x reader #sierra six #i am so in love with six its not even funny #the grey man fan fiction #the grey man #court gentry x you #court gentry imagine #court gentry x reader #court gentry

[liyawritesss]

I don't know where this idea came from but I feel like so much could happen from this situation. (Could not for the life of me pick a fandom tho) But I just thought what if MHA or the HQ boys decided that they wanted to join the table at the family gatherings playing cards or dominos. Like they're used to watching their s/o from afar and know they wanna be part of the action. Your choice on the fandom because I can't decide. It's going to be interesting either way. 😂

ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡ/ ᴀɴ ꜱ/ᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏꜱ ᴄᴀʀᴅ ɢᴀᴍᴇꜱ

Pairing: Phoenix, Neon, Raze, Jett x Black!GN!Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Synopsis: What happens when your Valorant S/O wants in on the card game action?

Warnings: mild cursing

A/N: While I could not think of anything for HQ or MHA…Valorant came to mind and boy oh boy did the ideas start spilling!

Phoenix

Phoenix is always down for a challenge, no matter the shape or form. Except chess, as we see he kind of avoids Cypher’s chess games. So when it comes to his knowledge that you’re a self proclaimed expert in card games, he of course wants to see if its true.

Despite being beat in round after round, game after game, Phoenix insists that he’s close to beating you. He is a somewhat observant fellow, so with each game, you become more and more serious, keeping the Fire Radiant Agent on his toes.

He does get very close to beating you, but you manage to shut it down real quick. He’s now constantly following you around base asking for another round, to prove his King status. But beware, he could be watching you play with others to take note on your tactics…

Neon

Neon actually introduces you to a card game first, one she learned on the streets of the Philippines when she was younger. She’s a master at it, and takes pride in the fact that she beats you the first few rounds as she’s teaching you how to play.

However, when she notices that you are gradually getting better, it gets harder and harder to tease you as she tries to keep up. And then you beat her at her own game, and a pout makes its way on her lips, because how were you able to do that so fast?

You give her a kiss on the corner of her lips, remarking about how you’re just that good, but she’s not having any of it. She won’t follow you around base like Phoenix, but any opportunity she gets, she’s gonna ask you to teach her a card game you know, because it’s only fair and square that she beat you in one of your own games.

Raze

Raze is an expert card player herself, so when she meets someone who poses a challenge, she’s all for it. She may be a firecracker, but she’s also got an observant eye on her as well.

This makes your matches all the more intense. Raze, who is normally chill and laid back and ready to pounce, becomes quiet and analytical, choosing her moves carefully.

Most of your matches end in ties, because both of you are just that good, and acknowledge that both of you are really good card game players. Your matches gain so much popularity around base, even Brimstone comes to watch you two play amongst the other agents.

Jett

You’re actually playing a card game with Cypher, one that you grew up playing, and Jett is sitting in and watching. She’s mesmerized by how seamlessly you two play and eventually, once you and Cypher are done, asks you to teach her a couple of moves.

Jett’s a bit dumbfounded by how to play at first, muttering curses in Korean under her breath while she’s trying to get the hang of things. It’s cute, with her cheeks all puffed out and her eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

You give it to her, she has you in a corner a couple of times, but you still beat her, and while she sighs in frustration, you tell her that she just has to keep practicing. To which she takes that as a challenge, determined to take you down a peg.

If you enjoyed, please leave a like, comment, and reblog for others to see! And don’t be shy to send in a request!

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[cinamun]

After reading the ask about Darren’s emotions & the flash back pics of him being a father figure to Elliot…

This is heavy! And there’s so many emotions for a father to process. Like Elliot taking his life is one thing…but him essentially trying to take his daughters as well. I know forgiveness is important (and Elliot needs help) but he literally suffocated his daughter and left her there to die and/or potentially watch him take his own life…

My mind keeps going to those nightmares of Darren’s childhood friend that he wasn’t able to protect. Time is a blur (because it’s the sims), so IDK if that’s something he’s fully handled/processed/worked through BUT the things we haven’t healed from have a way of resurfacing at the most high stress/traumatic times…which can cause us to do some things without giving it a second thought.

Although Elliot is someone he cares about and knows his story/struggle, I think for Darren (or any active father), that shit goes out the window. He put his hands on his daughter and tried to take his life. Also, Street logic is an old habit that dies hard.

That’s just my observation, of course. That’s was made me go straight to Big D losing his shit and kicking somebody’s ass. In my mind Indy may have to be his voice of reason. Part of me thinks this way because I’m thinking of how my dad was about his girls. Chillest dude you’d ever wanna meet but he didn’t play about his girls. No matter who you were.

ok, I’m going to find food now…because I’ve been sitting in the same spot for TWO hours now 😂😂😂😂

Street logic never goes away, and neither does the instinct that comes with growing up in the streets. Darren is an OG who is pretty much an expert at street shit, but put in the work to make his actions a little less reactionary.

He will never be over Sherrita, friend. What he *has* worked through is gaining an understanding for why he was the way he was with Indya (because of unresolved remorse for Sherrita).

So... I agree, old habits die hard. And we have yet to see Darren's reaction. No one knows this happened except for EMS, Hope, Jayce and Elliot. But if Hope is being encouraged by literal paramedics not to speak, she can barely speak, she's hoarse but manages to say "Don't let him die" something tells me that she would not want her father to finish him off if he does manage to survive this.

WHEW! Issa lot....

But stay tuned tho so we can find out.

#story stuff

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

Would the Tails Polycule like to dress as each other?

You know, this is a good question, so I'll do my best to answer! (Under the cut, though, cause it's sort of a lot)

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Tails

Nine's clothes

Technically Prime!Tails is modern Tails, and since modern Tails has official art/renders of himself in different clothing, Prime!Tails has also likely worn other clothes outside of his usual clothes.

That's all to say that Prime!Tails to me is no stranger to shirts or pants. So while he doesn't wear full outfits often, I don't think he'd mind Nine's clothes. Honestly, I think (minor design differences aside) he would probably enjoy looking in the mirror thinking about how much like Nine he looks and seeing if he can fool anyone into believing he's Nine.

Also I...kind of like to imagine Tails wearing Nine's vest shirt thing whenever they sleep in the same place together. I think it'd annoy Nine a bit at first but like...boyfriend jacket situation 🥺👉👈

Sails' clothes

Sshshsb I can imagine Tails trying them on for the first time like "So this is what I would like as a pirate! Arrrgh". Essentially, I'd think he'd have fun with it, probably play pirate for a bit. Plus, since he and Sails look pretty similar, I think it would be funny if they trained each other in their own dialects to pull a switcheroo move for fun.

All in all, I think Tails would find some of the choices unnecessary or weird (at least for when he wears Sails' clothes), but I can see him keep the outfit in mind in the event he needs to dress up in a different outfit for some reason or needs inspiration for a pirate costume. Sails also has this weird sorta little jacket thing so...boyfriend jacket again👉👈

Hey, what can I say😂 I think Tails would be the type to wear a piece of clothing from someone he's really close to/is dating around his place because it feels nice and smells like them

Mangey's clothes

I think he'd try his clothes on once, but I don't think he'd love it as much. Ultimately, out of the three, Mangey has the least clothing it seems like, and anything that's not his gloves is made out of leaves of some sort. So I think Tails would enjoy analyzing his outfit so he could make himself clothes in some hypothetical event that may never happen where he ends up on a deserted island without clothes. Even though the details of clothes probably really don't matter to Mangey much as long as they get the job done, I can see Tails trying to convince Mangey to wear something else. However, I don't see Prime Tails as someone who'd be a clothes designer expert, and he'd be hard pressed to get Mangey to wear something else regularly. So I think after futile attempts, at best he'd just succeed in making Mangey's current outfit more durable and just try not to worry about it all anymore.

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Nine

Tails' clothes

You are getting him to do this like. Twice at most, for two reasons.

First, early in the relationship I think Nine would still have hangups on his similarities to Tails, so wearing Tails' clothes and seeing how much he looks like him makes him feel...a number of things, most of which he doesn't like.

Second, idk, I think Nine would feel exposed without the clothes he usually wears. Part of this is due to how he grew up, of course. Nine wore his usual clothes in that brief backstory moment in Prime Episode 1, so while there's not necessarily a confirmation, it's not a big stretch to assume he grew up wearing full clothing. Plus, multiple others in New Yoke can be seeing wearing more clothing/accessories than just gloves or shoes if not full clothing (like New Yoke!Big). So I think he's sort of just used to wearing full clothing and feels weird about it. The other part of this is that I personally see him feeling a bit awkward if not weird about his body, so he's not really confident even doing something small like losing the shorts or his top. I also happen to like headcanoning Nine as transmasc, so (while that's no confirmation of anything for this au) do with that what you will

I think the only times this is happening if Nine is convinced to swap clothes with Tails/loses a dare or game and has to, and/or if someone gets him to agree to try swapping places with Tails to see if anyone's fooled by it. Only two times I can see it.

Sails' clothes

Like with Tails' clothes, I can see him just feeling weirdly exposed about it all. Since Sails' outfit has the most coverage out of the three, I think he wouldn't mind wearing Sails' outfit as much as the others and one would have an easier time convincing Nine to wear it. But he would still be uncomfortable about it (while finding some choices in the outfit unnecessary or weird the same way Tails does). I think he'd be more comfortable wearing Sails' outfit if he had pants/shorts to wear with it or an undershirt at least.

I think Nine is someone who could come to like the "boyfriend jacket" idea like Tails, but ultimately wouldn't be incredibly keen on this for any of the variants usual wear. If Sails had a sweater or coat or something then yeah, okay. You could catch him wearing it and taking in his boyfriend's scent. But the jacket thing from his usual wear? Not his favorite.

Mangey's clothes

At most you will get him to wear it exactly once (see the Tails' clothes section for more detail). That one time would just be because someone convinced him or because for some reason or another he has to try it on. There's barely more clothing than what Tails wears when it comes to Mangey's outfit, so I think Nine would feel pretty uncomfortable and exposed about it.

I can see him taking interest in how the clothes were made (like the shoes for example) and keeping it in mind like Tails would, but that's about it.

All in all, while Nine would find all three of the other's clothes to just be uncomfortable and also not really understand how they walk around like that, he ultimately leaves them to their own devices and doesn't care what they wear.

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Sails

Tails' clothes

I think being without certain accessories he keeps on would be a bit weird for him, but I don't think he'd mind it too horribly much. While he prefers his own clothes, it's also definitely not a bad thing that one of his boyfriends has decent quality clothes he can wear if he ever needs an emergency outfit change I guess (of course that's assuming Sails wouldn't keep a change of his own gloves at least, but I digress).

If anything, since Tails' regular outfit doesn't consist of a lot, I think the most interest he'd have in dressing up like Tails would be to pull some switcheroos and see if he can convince certain people that he's Tails.

Nine's clothes

I think he'd definitely get some enjoyment out of pretending to act like Nine (whether that's teasing him some or seeing if he can convince others that he's Nine for fun). I don't think it would be his favorite outfit to wear (bit restricting feeling maybe) but he's not necessarily opposed to wearing it. Like Tails, though, I can see him stealing Nine's shirt vest thing. While Tails usually does it in the comforting safety of the home, I can see Sails being a bit more bold in wearing his boyfriend's "jacket" around outside the lab or inside a home. Like with Tails' situation, it would doubtless annoy Nine for a while (but not forever).

Mangey's clothes

I think compared to Nine and Tails he'd probably be the most comfortable in Mangey's outfit. I don't think it would be the most fun for him to dress up in, but I think it's an outfit he could handle wearing like for days on end for example. If Mangey made stuff like the shoes himself, I can see Sails complimenting him on his work and learning from it just in case he needs the knowledge.

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Mangey

Tails' clothes

They're not that different from his usual wear in terms of how much clothing is there, but I think while you could get him in the clothes on occasion he doesn't really enjoy it. The gloves are one thing and I think the shoes are something he'd like looking at, but not to wear. He's the type of fox who wears the same kind of clothes all the time and is probably a bit picky.

But again since Tails' outfit isn't really restricting you could convince him to do it on occasion

Nine's clothes

Do not pass go do not collect $200

You may get him to dress like Nine once or twice and only for fun, but this fox does not love wearing a lot of clothing. I think wearing Nine's clothes it would feel weird in general, a bit restricting, and I can see it being a bit of a texture nightmare for him (even just with there being so much more than he usually wears).

However, I think he is someone who wouldn't mind wearing around Nine's shirt vest thing as a boyfriend jacket or like sleeping on a pile of his clothes. Mangey is not immune to the urge to smell like/breathe in that boyfriend smell.

Sails' clothes

I think he would be more comfortable than he is in Nine's clothes and find more enjoyment than he does with Tails' clothes. So I think on occasion you'd get him to fully dress up as Sails.

However, I think there are certain things (like how Mangey is with Tails' shoes) that he'd rather look at than wear. So more often than not I think he'd put on Sails' belt, bandana, or jacket thing whenever he wants to dress up like him or have the comfort of wearing his stuff. Like with Nine, I think he'd be known to steal the jacket thing sometimes (more than he does with Nine's shirt vest thing), or sleep with some of Sails' clothes/accessory items. He is not immune to deriving comfort from/pretending someone he cares about is with them by wearing or holding their stuff and breathing in their scent.

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Thank you so much for the ask, anon! This one was a lot of fun to answer, as I enjoyed digging into my interpretations of these characters to answer your question and decide on what kind of occasions they'd even choose to dress up as each other🥰

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[somedeepmystery]

These retreat mentions share more if you are ready and want too :)

I will admit that I’m not sure it will ever be ready to post, but I do have a two sentence synopsis. But the bitch is 375k (absolutely ridiculous) which makes it difficult to fit into any size synopsis.

Elevator pitch: Two people with disastrous sex lives are matched together on an exclusive sex retreat, and the sparks fly. Months later, fate brings them together again but, to have any chance at a real relationship, they’ll have to overcome past traumas, personal conflicts, long distance, and a hidden connection that puts them both in the cross-hairs of a maniac.

(If you don’t like sex scenes, this fic is not for you.)

Getting Illya to go to a sex retreat? I know, I know, friend. It did take work. lol

I want to give a list of tropes but I’m drawing a blank, except for the most important one, lol, the Size Kink. Hahaha! Most important one to know going in, anyway. 😂

Gaby’s owns an automobile manufacturing company, Schmidt Automotive, which she inherited from her foster father. Things are going well in that department, but her sex/dating life is in the trash. All the men she dates end up being selfish/clueless in bed. After a particularly disappointing (insulting) encounter, she gets a call from long time rival Victoria, offering her a free trip: to an exclusive, tailored, sex retreat.

She doesn’t take her up on it immediately but eventually decides that, since she can turn down the person she is paired with, she might as well give it a try.

Illya owns/operates a company that offers security and protection services. His sex life also sucks-- mostly because of his, shall we say, anatomy? It’s more than a little intimidating. It sucks, sure, especially since his last long time girlfriend dumped him over it. **  He is ready to just deal with it, but his partner and foster brother, Solo, is not ready to leave things be and decides to but him a trip to this very exclusive retreat where they are experts at matching people up for sex. Illya immediately rejects this but, after some time and trials, he decides that doing something different is better than just doing nothing/same thing over and over. He decides to take a chance.

After a slightly awkward beginning to their first meeting, things between them go VERY WELL. In fact, it’s almost like they were made for each other somehow. Problem? This retreat was only supposed to be a one weekend deal. While Illya is hoping she’ll be willing to keep in touch, Gaby and her abandonment issues are immediately in retreat because of how much she actually likes the person behind all the great sex. She leaves without exchanging numbers, or even last names.

Six months later, her company is experiencing a security issue. Important, proprietary information has been leaked to the competition: Vinciguerra Motors! Waverly sets about hiring a security expert to come in and close the gaps. And who walks into Gaby’s conference room but the guy she left behind at the sex retreat. The guy she has totally not been thinking of ever since.

ANYWAY - there’s more after that, because it’s like three books in one lol, but that’s as long of a post as I want to make. Writing it all out makes me see how ridiculous it all is. But, in my defense, when I was originally writing it, it was just for funsies, so I wasn’t trying to make it make sense.

Hope that gave you a little of what you are looking for, anon. And it’s not just torture for something that will never be, because I cannot guarantee I will ever post it.

**all the tictok girlies calling out how ridiculous large dicks are in romances/erotica is so funny to me now because, yeah a huge dick seems normal when you read this shit but in reality? Sure. Illya's dick is too big, that's literally the point. *snerk* (Also, I started writing this Dec 2015, friends. And the idea was born after watching Magic Mike XXL, bwahahahahaha!)

#gallya #gaby x illya #tmfu #illya kuryakin #gaby teller #illya x gaby #fanfic life #project: the retreat #asks and answers

[meadow-dusk]

Challenge: Tag a couple of your mutuals on this ask and give them a compliment. Go ahead, brighten their day. 🌟

this is such a cute ask, thanks anon!! I'm gonna do ten and try my best here.

(the number of things I wrote about you is just a function of how well I know you but I am so grateful for each of you!! 💕)

@ratherbewithmydog

SISTER ^ that's always to the tune of "Sisters" from White Christmas in my head, obviously (or maybe it's Gabriella and Taylor comparing their nail beds in HSM...🤔)

getting married this month!! everyone say congratulations!!!! 🎉

awesome supporter. texts me encouragement in the middle of long runs

joined Buffalo Springfield Friday wholeheartedly after I introduced them to her on a beach day ("Stills sun, Richie rising")

most varied music taste of anyone I know and good taste in TV shows too, esp smart comedies

#1 confidante forever and ever amen

@chrysochromulina

the first person ever to dm me here (it was about my tags on her amazing gifs of Crosby & Nash singing Long Time Gone)

I still remember being really excited someone reached out directly to me. thank you for that 😊

absolute sweetheart and she has proven it through and through

super smart scientist out there making a difference in the way we treat the environment

top 0.005% of David Crosby listeners (Spotify wrapped 2021)

@kingon33

I have to talk to her everyday or something isn't right

called me out for saying "pizza is just a canvas" on which many potential variations can exist.

don't say that to an Italian ^

literally inspired me to share my thoughts on music using tumblr because of how she does so openly and skillfully!

fierce advocate for underappreciated artists. especially the ones she loves most.

country music expert with a beautiful voice

@freshwatercatfishjpegimage

incredibly kind thoughtful and supportive no. matter. what.

seriously such a good friend.

I can go to him at any hour of the day/night with an obscure Neil-related comment and he will understand me completely, and vice versa honestly

extensive knowledge of animal facts

extensive knowledge of the Buffalo Springfield

extensive repertoire of memes that always suit the conversation

keeps me in the loop on Gen Z language (I had no idea what "pog" was, dude.)

@itbe1964

so open and loving!!

tells it like it is

hard-working. back at it getting a degree now

honestly THE Stills girl™️. She just is. We should double-date sometime 😂

or at least those CSNY ice cream pajama parties she's always talking about...

I'm forever mad at Tumblr for not letting me talk to her normally. I will be so thrilled if it gets fixed.

@vintagesoul1975

amazingly hilarious

unapologetically awesome

classy and respectful

I always love when she tags me on things !!

Bee Gees superfan in my mind. You're who I think of when they come on now

@satyraspenser

purest love for David Crosby I have ever seen!

really knows her stuff.

look. there can be multiple David girls. It's what he would want.

sweetest commentary and tags

your story about Farm Aid like literally made me cry one day

@moptopper

fellow Laurel Canyonite at heart

really supportive and sweet. always willing to listen. I felt comfortable sharing with her almost right away

also a David girl. You guys go hard, you know that?

very smart and very well-spoken

@fancycolours

as of today, the birthday girl!! HBD Lexie 🥳

I can't hear Chicago anymore and not think of her!! she's the queen

ps okay I heard "Lost in the Woods" from Frozen II and it sounds like a Chicago homage to me. Do you agree???

so giving and kind!

always sends asks (and occasionally images of Neil 👀) my way

@suitejudyblueeyes

insanely creative.

like, inspirationally so. her gifsets and photosets made me want to step it up

so much love for her faves

uses the cutest tags! sometimes I'm just like yeah, you know what you're right, they ARE "soft" 🥺

I heard two Steve Winwood songs in a row today and thought of you immediately.

hope all you guys have an awesome day/night/weekend thanks for being in my life

#asks #YAY #mutuals

[rahleeyah]

So I read a lot of fic lol and one of the things I find so funny is that authors either write that Liv still can’t cook a thing and still gets takeout for everything or they’ll say she had to learn for Noah’s sake and now she’s actually a decent cook. (And as someone who now lives alone and had to grow up and figure some shit out and has actually gotten pretty good at cooking now if I do say so myself it really isn’t that hard so I’m usually team liv figured out how to use her kitchen for Noah’s sake)

Anyways I always have this head canon (that I’ve never wrote out but maybe I should) that when liv got Noah she got a phone call from Nick’s abuelita who was like “my Nicky tells me you have a baby and you cannot cook anything” 😂 and then Liv goes to her house and learns how to cook. And probably Barba’s mom and Mrs. Carisi teach her some things too cuz I want to believe they shared more time together than could be shown on screen.

Anyways I’m thinking about this mainly because there’s been some fics from Mrs. McCann’s POV and obvs she’s an excellent cook. And that’s not to say liv doesn’t get takeout often I’m sure she still does but I mean she’s also an adult with a child I’m sure she learned how to make some meals😂

You mention food a lot regarding svu and how it was nice in 1.0 when the characters sat down to meals together and how it made them very human which I totally agree with so I was wondering if u had any thoughts?

Have a great day!! Happy L&O Thursday!! ❤️

I love this so much thank you friend!!

So the thing is like. 1.0 Liv doesn't ever cook, it's established there's no food in her fridge, she's always getting delivery. There's a scene early in s13-14 where she is actively trying to cook at home when Nick brings her bad news and she throws her half cooked dinner in the sink, as if she no longer has the strength to keep trying (or as if she no longer thinks she deserves it, but that's another post). By s15 she is throwing dinner parties, of the manic kind (@calliopecantaloupes being of course the expert on the trauma response dinner parties). When Noah is going thru his particularly unbearable phase we see Olivia actually making dinner for him and trying to get him to eat his vegetables.

So my theory is that Liv always knew how to cook in theory, but never spent the time on it in practice. When you're just cooking for one delivery is so fucking easy, and she's barely ever home, why bother? I live alone and I love to cook and I'm pretty good at it and I know a lot about it and I cook once a week on Sundays and heat up leftovers or order in every other night of the week. It's not lack of knowledge that held her back, it was lack of need. She just didn't have to.

Now we know Cassidy cooks, at least a little, and cooking with someone is a special kind of intimacy, and I like to think he taught her some recipes. But then he's gone. But then she has a baby.

And Olivia is devoted to being a Good Mom. She sings to Noah she's working with him on his speech she's buying him all the little toys and outfits and trying so fucking hard. I absolutely think Liv started to cook more - not learn to, bc she already knew how, but started to actually do it - bc she had a child and feeding her child is important emotionally and practically.

But she took the boy to get shake shack this season, she is not above a return to her old ways lol

But I love your thought bc I love the idea of all these older women who are tangentially connected to Liv - Nick's mom even looks after Noah! - taking her under their wing and I love the idea of Noah growing up in this rich and varied quasi family with influences from multiple cultures/traditions, not being any one thing but being deeply loved.

But I do think Elliot can't really cook (beyond one or two set meals like spaghetti or whatever) and if I see one more fic that treats cacio e pepe like it's a fancy complex dish that Elliot "learned" how to cook while he was in Italy I am going to start biting people

#anonymous #e.o asks #s.vu

[hughungrybear]

Me watching Laws of Attraction Ep. 7:

1. The show is trying to fool the audience into thinking that Charn will somehow betray Tin. Well, as an expert watcher of Asian dramas, they certainly can't fool me 😂😂😂 I have seen this type of plot in too many lakorns lol

2. Oh, so that's what happened. Baby girl, you should have kept quiet or played along with Thattep until you have reached safety 😭😭😭

3. Okay, now it makes sense why he needed Tanthai to take the fall. But, why didn't he thought of making up a story that it was carjacked? After all, that's the story they ended up with the dead gardener. There was no need to involve Tanthai at all 🤬🤬🤬🤬

4. I guess this episode aims to answer all the questions 😂 I was actually wondering how they knew about the doll.

5. WAAAAAAAIIIIIT UUUUUPPPPP!!!!! I did not missed a single episode. How come Thee and Tan ended up shirtless and snuggling together in bed??? How the eff did that happened and how did I missed it? 😭😭😭😭

6. Oh, look. It's Wit. Why are you angry at Charn? He wasn't the one who fired you. The fvck.

7. At this point, I'm beginning to believe that Charn is bulletproof 😂😂😂😂

8. I thought it was Charn's old lover stalking him. Also, pretty convenient that the boy has a police siren for a ring tone 😅😅😅

9. I do hope that when Charn started his revenge on the village, only the rotten ones were left since the boy revealed that the good ones were also killed.

10. All of that (future) heartache for a can of coffee 😭😭😭😭

11. Oooh, are we meeting the "haunted and horny night" Navin, at last? <after fifteen seconds and the misspelt name tattoo 😂😂😂> Oooof. I smell jealousy 🎶🎶🎶

12. TWENTY???? TWENTY EXES??? Charn, you slut 😂😂😂😂

13. Well, at least Tin is much smarter than the haunted and horny night Navin lol. Oooof and better in bed too (according to Charn lol)

14. Why are you talking like you are about to die, Charn? Why do I feel like Charn's deal with Navin is to leave Tin with the latter to protect while Charn sacrifices himself to Thattep???

15. <after 5 seconds> Handcuffs. I don't think Charn is in the mood for some BDSM. 😑😑😑

16. Oh. My. God. Tan, you dumbass. Why did you post your sweet moments with Thee in IG???? At the very least, you should have set your profile in private 😭😭😭

17. Wait, Tan is really his son? I thought Tanthai was adopted. But then again, Thattep is also stupid. Your beloved wife died for that son, you think your wife is going to forgive you for abusing Tan? The fvck. Well, at least Thattep didn't killed Thee yet.

18. Oooh. Navin is pretty efficient. He managed to catch Wit lol. However, the new Charn forgives him. Lucky Wit. Otherwise, I don't think Navin will show mercy - the man is kinda mental 😅😅

19. Navin just plunges the dagger right into Tin's heart. 😔😔😔

20. This series is really shaped like the most traditional Thai lakorn 😐😐😐😐 Only difference is that the leads are gay 😅

Can't believe I'm almost at the finish line. Still, I don't know how Navin can keep Tin for two days. Also, why two days???

#laws of attraction #laws of attraction ep 7 #tincharn

[thelazyhermits]

Got more Fortune (Yuu) in Twisted Wonderland under the cut cause the Twst brainrot is real lol 😂

Right now, I’m thinking about those final exams that everyone takes in book 3 and what Yuu did to prepare for them. 

In a previous post, I mentioned that Yuu did well since she has always been the type to do well academically. However, in this scenario, she wouldn’t have done well just through sheer book smarts.

That’s because she’s dealing with so many new subjects that she has zero experience with. Being magicless puts her at a real disadvantage compared to everyone else.

As a result, Yuu has to work her butt off to do well at NRC. She’s always very attentive in class and takes good notes, always does her homework, and studies like crazy for tests.

Thanks to her hardworker mindset and all the time she’s willing to put into her studies, Yuu does pretty well for someone who’s a total newb in comparison to everyone else, so she never really has to worry about failing anything.

She also does rather well with Vargas’s flight class, even though she obviously can fly without magic, since she can handle running laps thanks to her great stamina. While she’s not an expert at all forms of exercise (she sucks at pull-ups and sit-ups thanks to her zero upper body strength lol), she’s able to get by overall and earn Vargas’s approval. 

Vargas likes that she has some muscles on her, but he thinks she could use some more so he’s all about encouraging her to get more buff which she’s not really opposed to since being more muscular would be to her advantage in an environment where all she can rely on to protect herself are her two fists and her Quirk.

(All of the staff members end up taking a strong liking to Yuu since she’s a good, hardworking student that never gives them any trouble. No one was too fond of the idea of a magicless girl being stuck in an all boys’ school, but since there really wasn’t anything else that could be done with her, they just do their best to look out for her when they can.)

Going back to Yuu’s studies, she does well enough that she doesn’t have to worry about failing, but she isn’t satisfied with just passing. She wants to do the best she can because being under Tokumei’s tutelage and always trying and failing to impress him with her great grades led to her becoming an overachiever. 

Plus, since she’s a two-in-one student with Grim, Yuu is worried about how the grading will be done for them. While they both have to take the exams separately, it’s possible the grades will be all rolled into one, and since Grim does so poorly with his studies, Yuu feels it’s her responsibility to make the best possible grades to keep the two of them afloat.

That’s why Yuu works extra hard when she’s studying for final exams. She also tries to get Grim/Ace/Deuce to do the same but isn’t very successful. (cause the idiots went and made a contract with Azul lol)

After countless failed attempts to get the idiot trio to study, Yuu gives up and assumes that she’ll be stuck helping them with last minute cramming, so she should just focus on herself so that she’ll be ready when they finally start asking for help.

This doesn’t mean that Yuu ends up doing all her studying alone, however. That’s because Yuu is a very smart girl who knows how to use her resources wisely.

Whenever Yuu has any trouble with a subject, Yuu goes to an upperclassmen she knows and asks them for help. Obviously, because this is NRC, these guys aren’t all going to just help out of the goodness of their heart, which Yuu totally expects, which is why she is ready and willing to bribe them if necessary lol

In the case of Riddle, Trey, & Cater, Yuu doesn’t really need to bribe them. Riddle helps her because he approves of anyone willingly trying to improve themselves, and he basically sees her as his responsibility cause of her help with his Overblot and all the other things she has done for his dorm.

That’s why Trey helps her out as well and cause he just feels pity for everything she goes through cause of Ace & Deuce lol However, I could see him having her help him around the kitchen as a form of payment, even though he doesn’t really make her do a lot.

Cater helps Yuu out in exchange for allowing him to keep the picture he unconsciously took of her when she was unintentionally using the puppy dog eyes on the three upperclassmen while she was asking them to help her with her studies lol 😂

The use of bribes really comes into play with Savanaclaw cause Ruggie doesn’t do anything for free. Thankfully, he’s easy enough to convince. Give him food, and he’ll give whatever study tips he has available lol

Leona is tougher to deal with, but eventually, Yuu manages to wear him down with promises of steak, chess, and anything else she can think of along with lots of compliments about his intellect lol He mostly gives in to get her to leave him alone but also cause he’s got a little soft spot for her, not that he’d ever admit it haha

Kalim & Jamil end up helping Yuu when Kalim spots her in the library and approaches her. Kalim is all too eager to help when she asks for pointers, but in the end, it’s mostly Jamil that does the helping, which he does since he knows Kalim won’t let the two of them leave without helping her.

During one of her nighttime teatime chats with Malleus, Yuu gets the idea of asking for his advice since he seems very smart. He’s very surprised since he’s not used to anyone asking for his help like this and might even say as much, which surprises her since he’s so nice and easy to talk to.

Malleus ends up being a big help during their little impromptu study session and even goes a step further by later preparing some notes for Yuu which he asks Lilia to pass along to Yuu the next day.

(I just really love the thought of Malleus being really happy about being depended on by Yuu like this and her thinking he’s easy to talk to. He’d probably soak up all the positive attention she gives him during their study time like a sponge. I love these two positive attention-starved cuties so much 😭)

Malleus’s desire to further help Yuu leads to Lilia and Silver lending her a hand with her studies since they both came to deliver the notes on behalf of “Tsunotarou”. 

Lilia wants to help her out as thanks for making Malleus so happy, and he brings Silver, who also wants to help once he hears the whole story, along for the ride.

They’re both helpful with giving out pointers/advice, although Silver ends up falling asleep at one point. Thankfully, Yuu has some mint-flavored gum which she shares with him to help keep him awake.

At this point, Yuu has gotten a lot of help, more than she expected, so she intends to stop actively seeking study help since she’s already gotten so much good help and she doesn’t wanna bother the upperclassmen she’s already studied with further. 

Her plans of not seeking more help end up changing when Floyd happens upon her one day and snatches her up, demanding that she do something fun with him. 

Initially, she’s very reluctant since there’s no telling what Floyd will have her do and just how long he’ll make her his current source of entertainment. 

Of course, she also doesn’t want to put Floyd in a bad mood. While she can handle his usual squeezes, she doesn’t wanna find out just how strong they can become lol

This leads to Yuu making a deal with Floyd. In exchange for entertaining him, she wants him to provide some study advice/pointers since she has heard about him being a genius, even if it all depends on his mood. She’s hoping that by putting him in a good mood that he’ll be very helpful with studying.

Floyd’s amused since she’s sounding like Azul by wanting to make a deal with him. He’s also confused by why she doesn’t just make a deal with Azul to get his special study notes.

Yuu explains that she wants to get good grades by her own efforts. Yes, she’s willing to seek out others for help, but she has no intention to make anyone do the work for her. She doesn’t want Azul’s notes that she knows will guarantee her a good grade.

In the end, Floyd accepts the deal since he wants to play with her, and that’s what they do for the next several hours, much to Yuu’s internal distress lol

Even with her good stamina, Yuu is exhausted by the time Floyd has had his fill of entertainment, which ranged from basketball to every other activity under the sun that he could think of.

However, she’s not so exhausted that she forgets about having him uphold his end of the deal, and since he’s in a good mood by this point, he doesn’t mind helping her out.

Of course, this doesn’t stop Floyd from wanting more entertainment, so to keep himself from getting bored, he picks Yuu up and plops her into his lap so he can squeeze and poke her the whole time he’s going over the study materials lol

At this point, Yuu’s too tired to really care. Plus, him bracing her keeps her tired body from falling over, and his actions actually keep her from getting distracted since they keep her alert when she’d normally be pretty lethargic after everything he put her through.

All in all, it’s a somewhat productive study session. Yuu still thinks Floyd got the better end of the deal, but it’s not like nothing good came out of it so she won’t complain, especially when Floyd’s wearing quite the big grin when they finally part ways.

The encounter with Floyd leads Yuu to wondering if she should try to approach Jade for advice too since he seems like the type who does well with his studies.

Obviously, like his brother, Jade wouldn’t just do this for free, so Yuu would need to have something to give him in exchange.

Which leads to Yuu coming up with the idea of harvesting some wild mushrooms since she knows how much Jade likes them. Having heard from Jade about his exploits in the Mountain Lovers Club, Yuu knows about the mountain near NRC, which is where he goes to collect mushrooms, which is where she decides to head.

Since there could be wild animals there, Yuu decides to ask Jack to accompany her for protection purposes. Plus, she thought she could make this into a training exercise for herself since it involves hiking, and she figured Jack might be interested. 

In the end, Jack agrees since, while he won’t outright admit it, he doesn’t want her going up the mountain on her own, which is what would happen since Grim/Ace/Deuce have no interest in accompanying her even after she offered to share her study notes with them.

Much to her surprise, Jack invited Epel to join the two of them since he figured Epel would enjoy this kind of activity. Plus, since Yuu is willing to share her notes with whoever helps her, Jack thought Epel would jump on that opportunity.

(Jack was right on all counts, but what he didn’t expect was Epel to show up at the meeting spot excited at the prospect of fighting off wild animals lol 😂)

This is Yuu’s first time really interacting with Epel since they’re not in the same class. She doesn’t mind him being there, though, since the more help with mushroom picking she gets, the better.

One of her first thoughts upon seeing him is how pretty he is, but she quickly gets distracted from that train of thought by Epel’s enthusiasm about fighting off wild animals which he for some reason thought was one of the main goals of this excursion lol

Thanks to that, Yuu realizes he is a good example of don’t judge a book by its cover. While it’s not obvious just from looking at him, Epel has a rowdy side to him and is more manly than he looks.

Since Yuu is familiar with dealing with those kinds of guys, she doesn’t have much difficulty interacting with Epel, and they end up hitting it off pretty well since Epel likes that she treats him like a regular guy and doesn’t bring any attention to his pretty looks.

Thanks to Epel & Jack, the mushroom hunting trip is successful, even though there were some bumps along the way. Because they were so helpful, Yuu promises to share all her notes with them, not just whatever she gets out of Jade, which is what they were initially expecting, so they end up making plans to hold study groups together, which ends up happening throughout the remainder of the time leading up to final exams.

When it comes time to approach Jade, Yuu goes to the Mostro Lounge and presents what she refers to as an offering, much to his amusement. His amusement turns into delight when he sees the large of array of mushrooms she, Epel, & Jack managed to find.

Since he’s clearly pleased with the offering, Yuu asks Jade for study help, and he agrees, both because of the offering and because he heard from Floyd how much fun he had with her the other day which piqued his interest.

While he has her take a seat in the lounge, Jade goes to put away the mushrooms and prepare some tea for them. Not long after Jade leaves, she hears a yell of dismay coming from the kitchen which signals that Floyd has seen the present she brought for Jade, which leads to her internally apologizing to Floyd lol 😂

At this point, the Mostro Lounge isn’t officially open yet. Yuu got in since she works part-time there, so as a result, Jade is able to dedicate some time to her since he doesn’t have any other work matters he needs to attend to at the moment.

Floyd ends up joining them cause he wants to complain about the mushrooms and mess with Yuu in retribution lol

Eventually, Azul shows up on the scene, which leads to him finding out what Yuu has been up to. As expected, he’s quick to bring up his amazing study guide, but Yuu politely declines and gives him the same explanation she gave Floyd.

Azul accepts her reasoning but looks noticeably displeased, which, to her, makes sense considering he’s all about making deals. 

What she doesn’t realize is that he’s quietly sulking over the fact that he’s now the only one she hasn’t asked for help which bothers him more than he’d like to admit lol

Jade & Floyd realize this immediately and have no issue with exposing him. Azul adamantly denies their claims, but Yuu gets the feeling he’s not being completely honest, considering how flustered he now is. 

Plus, she can understand why he would feel left out if he was the only one she didn’t ask for help, so she apologizes for that since it wasn’t her intention to be mean/rude. She just doesn’t want to ask for help if it means signing a contract/giving up money/having someone else do all the work for her.

At that moment, Yuu takes notice of how tired Azul looks and gets the idea of offering to let him using her magic lap pillow in exchange for his help with her studies.

(Like in TABF, Yuu’s lap pillow has the power to put just about anyone to sleep within seconds once they lay their head down. Floyd was the first person to discover this secret ability of hers, and it was entirely by accident. He had just plopped into her lap and almost immediately dozed off. He quickly pulled away from her once he realized what was happening, thinking sleeping magic was somehow being used, but once he realized that wasn’t the case and having reconfirmed that Yuu can’t use magic, Floyd ended up plopping back down cause her lap’s comfy and fell asleep lol

While Jade found the whole situation very amusing, Azul was less than thrilled with this turn of events since this could basically be considered sexual harassment which would not look good for business. He tried to get Yuu to sign a NDA to ensure that she wouldn’t make any reports about this to Crowley, and she almost agreed, since she really didn’t see this as sexual harassment, before realizing she should try to get something in exchange.

In the end, in exchange for promising to not make any sexual harassment reports against the Mostro Lounge, Yuu asked for Azul’s written agreement that she would be protected from sexual harassment and physical harm at the hands of the students of his dorm since a girl in her situation needs all the protection she can get. Plus, thanks to this, she felt more comfortable about asking for a part-time job at the lounge, which really caught Azul off guard lol)

After hearing Yuu’s offer, Azul splutters and turns bright red much to Jade and Floyd’s delight. They are enjoying every minute of his embarrassment.

Since Azul vehemently refuses her lap pillow as a form of payment, Yuu asks what else she could offer in exchange for his advice that wouldn’t involve paying him/signing a contract.

In the end, Azul probably has her help clean up the lounge or some other task that would benefit him but not greatly inconvenience her. He does this, claiming he’s feeling generous and inspired by his underclassman’s thirst for knowledge, but the twins know that he just doesn’t want to be the only one whom Yuu didn’t rely on since it’s a stab at his pride lol

(By this point in time, Yuu hasn’t really interacted with Ortho and the upperclassmen in Pomefiore and Ignihyde, so she wouldn’t have gotten any help from them. That’s why I won’t include them in this scenario.)

Thanks to all the help she received, Yuu ends up doing very well with her exams. She might have even gotten into the top fifty, considering all the expert advice she received, but if she did, she would’ve been near the very bottom of the ranking.

All in all, it’s a very productive exam period. Unfortunately, Yuu doesn’t get to bask in her great accomplishment for long thanks to a certain idiot trio who gets themselves into trouble that she has to bail them out of lol

#TABF AU #fortune in twisted wonderland #I just like the idea of yuu getting help from all the upperclassmen she knows #one way or another #cause she knows how to make the most of what she's got #and if she knows a lot of smart people #it only makes sense to go to them for help #thankfully the ones that require bribing are easy to bribe #the only difficult one was leona lol #I also really love the idea of azul sulking #cause he's the only one she didn't willingly approach #it's gotta hurt his pride lol #I feel like he'd be more willing to accept other forms of compensation #if she's just asking for study advice/pointers #rather than special notes like what he provided the idiot trio

[the-void-writes]

😍💐🧠🔥 for Rio and Jason :3

@bloodlessheirbyjacques ✨(:

@bloodlessheirbyjacques Thank you for giving me more reasons to gush about these two 😂

Pipin' Hot OC Asks

😍 : What does your OC find irresistible in others?

Rio - Redheads 😂 But seriously, he can’t resist a man who’s genuinely kind, looks out for his family, and isn’t afraid to hold a corrupt scientist at gunpoint and demand that he make sure the test chamber is survivable. Everyone jokes about Jason being a literal angel, but Rio truly believes it.

Jason - He loves a sense of humor. If a guy can make him laugh, he’s sold. Rio figures out that he absolutely loses it over voice impressions, and the soldier just can’t help himself as he mocks Vesely behind his back. 

💐 : What is their courting style? How would they woo someone?

Rio - Honestly, Rio only knows casual flings. He isn’t the one to organize a fancy date. But after he and Jason get together, he finds himself wanting to do stuff for him. Julie and Cierra are the experts of “date nights in a science lab,” so he gets them to help him set up some kind of place where they can just slow dance in peace.

Jason - Lucky for Rio, Jason’s not too fancy, either. He’s always up to try something new or go to a fun movie, but most times, he’s fine just staying home and watching bad movies together. Since Rio wants to keep their relationship a secret outside of their division, they don’t really flirt in public, but Jason loves to do small things for him like grabbing him food during work. Just little things no one would notice, but they let Rio know that Jason’s thinking about him.

🧠 : What is your OC’s most mentally attractive attribute?

Rio - His compassion and intuition. People are always surprised when he picks up on something that’s bothering them, and even more so when offers to take care of it. For someone who looks like a gruff warrior, he’s actually very soft, and Jason loves that about him.

Jason - His fierce determination and loyalty. If someone is being rude to his division or refusing to give them the support they need, Jason is there in five seconds ready to beat people with his cane. He won’t give up until he’s certain that his people will be safe. Rio is absolutely in love with how assertive Jason can be, like a true leader.

🔥 : What’s a surefire way to make your OC get flustered?

Rio - He’ll never admit it, but he loves when someone else takes control (especially in bed 😅). He’s perfectly happy just making the other person comfortable, but when they turn the tables on him, he’s in pure heaven. Jason knows this and loves to tease him with it, which just makes him even more of a mess.

Jason - Not much really flusters him anymore, because he’s spent far too long worrying about stuff and losing every good thing in his life, and he doesn’t want to miss out on anything anymore. That being said, he still gets butterflies whenever Rio or Henry take extra time with his amputated leg, removing the prosthesis and kissing the stump to make him feel better. Henry’s attention is more tender, while Rio is just full of passion and fire because he can’t help himself 🤣

Thank you so much for the ask!

#writeblr #writing community #wip: freaks of preston #ask game

[screenwritinggym]

IMPORTANT REMINDER for KIMORA LEE SIMMONS - Hey Kimora, I want you to know that forgiveness isn't about ignoring the hurt, but about choosing to move forward together. I forgive you sweeheart because I believe in the strength of us, in the beauty of our connection. My support for you runs deeper than any mistake or moment of disloyalty. I want you to know that I'll always have your back, no matter what life throws at us. I care about you deeply, and I don't want either of us to be weighed down by sadness or discouragement. Let's work through this together, stronger and more resilient than before. Remember that I don't need you, I can live without you, I'm good. But you need me and I don't want to break your heart😭 make you cry 😭and abandon you. So, I'm choosing to forgive your horny stupidity. You can fuck around I don't mind at all. I fuck around too. 😂 I know my homeboy ELON MUSK is all up in that pussy. I'm happy for y'all. You got my blessing.👍

Hey KIMORA, read this coded message below: *wink, wink*

here's an example paragraph where insincere intentions are hidden within a seemingly genuine message:

"Faking sincerity" refers to the act of pretending to be genuinely caring, interested, or grateful while not genuinely feeling those emotions or intentions. It involves insincerely expressing emotions or sentiments that one doesn't truly hold or embody. This could be done for various reasons, such as politeness in a social situation, attempting to manipulate others, or maintaining appearances without truly meaning what is being conveyed.

Kimora is faking sincerity but she doesn't know that I'm an expert at this game, I fake sincerity too when I said I loved you.

I was just trying to help her stock go up, now every billionaire in the world wants to fuck KIMORA, you're welcome baby! I did that, remember that, I did this to help you. I'm basically your PIMP now. You can tell them you never met me, no one will believe you. They all think you're my wifey, my BONNIE. I did you a favor, you should be glad I did you this favor, I saw your current husband, Tim Leissner, he is struggling, so, what did I do? I intervened and turned into "Captain save a hoe"😂

I know you're not a hoe, Kimora, relax, it's a joke, you get the joke.

Guess who is the sweetest man in the world? It's me, Black Putin, don't forget that I did you a favor. You stupid bitch!!

Kimora says: "Who you callin' a bitch?"

Relax sweety, it's just for the punchline, the word "bitch" sounds better!!

I've got the Midas touch Everything I touch turns to gold

I love you, Kimora, I've loved you for two decades now since 1997 but I will never trust you because you are disloyal to me, I don't mind though, I'm not mad at you, I forgive you babygirl. I got your back! I will keep name-dropping you from time to time and it's how I make sure you are seen as my wifey, my BONNIE, as long as they think you are my BONNIE, your Stock Price will go up and these American billionaires will chase you.

I love you, Kimora. I'll occasionally name-drop you to establish you as my partner, my 'Bonnie.' This will raise your profile, and American billionaires will be drawn to you, boosting your stock price."

I talked about the 'Midas Touch' on last night's episode. Try to keep up with the episodes, okay?

My friend Chill Sentenza will explain this trick to you, he understood my strategy!

This is a coded message for Kimora Lee Simmons, you know what's up now.

Bye! Have fun, Kimora! Love you, sweetheart!

Keep reading, la suite de cette lettre c'est pour toi, Chill Sentenza:

À partir de maintenant, chaque fois que je veux t'alerter d'un message codé, j'utiliserai ce terme: "Avi, Pull Your Socks up"

Voici la scéne du film "SNATCH" lorsque Bullet Tooth Tony averti son ami AVI de se baisser pour éviter les balles, regarde la vidéo sur YOUTUBE:

Chill Sentenza, tu dois dire à tes amis d'utiliser ce terme pour avertir les gens lorsque c'est un message codé.

À partir de maintenant chacun de mes messages codés, je dirais le terme" AVI, pull your socks up".

#Youtube