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heavyhitterheaux · 1 year

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Selfish

First Babies of Private Garden Fic

AN: She wants him all to herself 😏😏

Synopsis: Jack is hiding from his pregnant wife because her demands are getting harder and harder to keep up with

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

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"Uhh Jack? Why are you whispering?"

"Because I can't let wifey hear me. I don't know how much longer I can take." Jack answered while looking around hoping that you couldn't hear him.

It seemed as if all of your senses had heightened since you became pregnant.

"What do you mean?" 2fo asked while looking at him confused.

He was currently on a facetime call with PG hiding in one of the guest room closets hoping that this would be the last place you looked.

"Are you….? Are you in a closet?!" Shloob asked while looking at the background surrounding him.

"I'm afraid my dick is going to fall off."

"Uhh I think you need to seek medical attention if that's the case." Quiiso piped up.

"Oh. I know what this is." Urban said while trying not to laugh.

"Urb, this shit is NOT funny." Jack scolded him while trying not to hit his head on anything in the cramped space.

"Someone needs to fill us in already!"

"Jack is hiding because his wife's hormones are running rampant and she keeps asking him to dick her down. Pretty sure she asked him 12 times yesterday." Urban confessed as Jack simply hung his head.

"GOT DAMN!"

"DID YOU JUST SAY TWELVE?"

"I guarantee you not about to make any more children after this if this is the result."

"Damn, you just might need medical attention after all that."

"I never thought I'd see the day where Jack is not running to get his dick wet from Y/N."

"First time for everything I guess."

"Yall have to help me escape the house without her knowing. I need a break. The only time I've left is to get her food."

"How in the world are we supposed to do that!? If she doesn't see you for 20 seconds she starts screaming her head off for you and I know because I witnessed it!" Urban added while drinking his iced tea that you had made him.

"Maybe if I slip out the garage?"

"And she'll know that we know where you are and won't leave us alone until we tell her."

"It's just…. She's getting closer to her due date and all I want for her to do is rest."

"Then tell her that. There's nothing wrong with that."

"Shit, you better get it in now because you won't get any in 6 weeks when they get there."

"She's having a c section so it will be longer simply because I want to make sure that she's healed. That is major surgery and I need to make sure she recovers well."

"Can't believe our parents are becoming actual parents to tiny human beings."

"Me either and I bet that it won't hit me until they actually get here." Jack said while trying to listen out for you.

"JACKKKKK!"

"SHIT!" Jack exclaimed as he heard your voice calling out for him and all of PG suddenly got nervous looks on their faces.

"Man up and go take care of your wife!"

"But…"

"URBANNNNNNN WHERE'S MY HUSBAND!?!?"

"Oh damn now she got it out for both of yall."

Jack quickly ended the facetime call and hopped up out of the closet to almost bump into you as you had made your way into the guest room.

"Uhh? Were you in the closet?" You asked while looking at him confused.

"Umm…"

"Are you avoiding me?"

"No, not exactly."

"Then what is it? Because I've been wandering around our house looking for you for ten minutes and caught you coming out of the guest room closet so make it make sense."

"Umm…"

"He's tired of you asking him for sex all the time." Urban said from the hallway as he passed the both of you and then continued eating his hot cheetos.

"URB!"

"What did I do? We were all literally on facetime just now with you sitting in the closet and that's what you said. You said that you were also convinced that your dick was going to fall off because she keeps asking you and you don't know how much longer you can take and you were trying to sneak out the house without her seeing you. Did I get it all?"

"Too much actually."

Urban saw how you now had an annoyed look on your face and he decided to remove himself from the situation before you started to yell.

"So you don't want to have sex with your wife anymore?" You asked while eyeing him.

"No, that isn't it at all."

"Then tell me so I can understand."

"You're getting closer to your due date and all I want for you to do is rest. You are literally so tired all the time and I can tell. This pregnancy is taking a toll on you for obvious reasons."

"You act like I have to push them out. They're cutting me open and taking them out."

"Not the point mamas and you know it."

"Just say you don't want me anymore and that I'm unattractive to you and go." You said before trying to walk away from him but he immediately pulled you back.

"You want to run that one by me again? What would possess you to ever say that out of your mouth to me?"

"Because I'm huge."

"Um, last time I checked there were three people in there and you aren't huge, you're pregnant."

"Same difference."

"You know that I tell you that you are the most beautiful person that I have ever laid my eyes on and that is never going to change." Jack said while leaning down to kiss you.

"I said I was fat, not ugly. I know my face card never declines. But thanks I guess."

"I just can't win with you can I?" Jack said growing increasingly frustrated with you even if he was trying his best to be patient.

"What is that supposed to mean?" You asked while raising your eyebrow and crossing your arms.

"You know EXACTLY what it means and you've done this throughout your entire pregnancy. I get that you're carrying my children but I'm trying my best here and it seems like it's never good enough for you."

"That isn't true and you know it."

"If it wasn't true then why would I say it?"

"I don't mean to be difficult. I just want to spend as much time with you as I possibly can before they get here because after that I'm going to have to share you with three other people and I don't know if I'm ready for that as selfish as it sounds. I've had you to myself since I was fourteen."

"Then why didn't you tell me that?"

"I don't know." You answered while looking down at your belly and rubbing it.

"Baby look at me." Jack said and you quickly shook your head no.

"Mamas, let me see those pretty eyes of yours. Look at me." Jack said once again as he lifted your chin.

"We're going to have to learn to adjust but there is no one I'd rather be doing life with than you. Just because we're about to have mini versions of us around doesn't mean that I'll be making you less of a priority. I'm always going to make sure my baby girl is okay and you know that is never going to change. You know I love you to the moon and back, right?"

"Yes and I love you too and I'm trying not to cry because that's all I seem to do nowadays."

"Yes with your cry baby ass because those hormones are making it ten times worse."

"It's your fault anyway."

"I..well…. Are you okay now?"

"Yes, but I still have one question." You said while looking up at him hopeful.

"What is it stink?"

"I totally understand what you were just saying but can we have sex now?"

"Seriously!?" Jack sighed while looking down at you.

"It is taking everything in me not to rip your clothes off right now. Blame my hormones sir. My husband is sooooo handsome." You said as you hugged him tighter.

"It seems like you do this even when you weren't pregnant so don't blame it on that. You don't see me for five minutes and want to rip my clothes off."

"Soooo, is that a yes? And do you blame me? You shouldn't be so cute. I actually got enough sleep last night so I can ride you. " You asked your husband while looking up at him and smiling.

"You literally got out of breath in two minutes last time. You would have thought your ass ran a marathon."

"Because I hadn't gotten enough sleep! I'm good this time, I promise. Come on babeeee."

Jack's breath hitched in his throat as your hand made its way into his boxers and began slowly stroking him while reaching up to kiss him and he eagerly kissed you back.

"Mm hmm, you want this as bad as I do, don't you?"

"Are you literally jacking him off in the middle of the hallway!? I KNEW his ass was gonna fold. Just wait until I put this in the group chat."

"URBAN!"

"What? I knew you weren't going to last because you can never resist your wife. She always gets her way." Urban replied while shrugging and all you did was smirk.

"Anyway, baby girl I am definitely punishing you for that."

"If it involves cum down my throat I'm all for it."

"ENOUGH YOU TWO! E FUCKING NOUGH!"

"You would think that he would stop cockblocking when he got a girlfriend." Jack whispered to you and you stifled a laugh.

"I HEARD THAT! AND I'LL NEVER STOP BECAUSE YALL ARE FUCKING DISGUSTING."

"AND!?! YOU ACT LIKE WE CARE!"

"Eating pussy everyday keeps the doctor away or whatever that saying is." Jack said as he shrugged and Urban simply rolled his eyes.

"Then come and get your daily dose."

"Say less, baby girl."

"I... let me go and bother my girlfriend." Urban said while walking past the two of you and Jack quickly picked you up bridal style to start making his way into your shared bedroom.

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tikus-library · 4 months

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"The Look"

Avengers AU - Quick Fic

Characters: Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Reader

Posted: Jan 20th

WARNINGS: none, idiots being idiots

A/N: I was at the laundromat yesterday when I saw the gif and needed to write something- so gave this.

Like, Comments, & Reblogs are always appreciated and loved.

**Please Do Not Repost or 'Fix' My Work**

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“Here comes Y/N! Do the thing- do the thing!” Sam elbowed him, shit eating grin in place.

Bucky sighed with his entire soul, “Sam, it doesn't do anything, it's just a look, that's all, it doesn't matter”

“If it doesn't matter then do it.”

“Why would I?” He shot back as Sam stopped, shifted his hip out and crossed his arms.

Sam rolled his eyes to Steve, “he won't do the thing!”

“Steve get your friend”

“He's more your friend than mine these days pal,” Steve chuckled.

“Here she comes… you should see how she reacts to it, you'd understand me Steve, this one here is just an idiot.”

Bucky narrowed his eyes as Steve shrugged, shook his head and raised his hands in classic ‘I don't know’ fashion. “fine-” he bit out, stepping out between them and tipping his head down and looking up at you.

Today couldn't get worse. Today everything was wrong. Today every file that was sent to you was backwards or upside down, some were even corrupted and Tony thought it was the funniest shit, as if you could be any later now you had to do a quick debriefing of the three stooges that were currently coming back in from a mission and really as if you didn't get enough shoved on your plate– wonderful, you perked up realizing the three were right there, together, you could get it done in five minutes as long as you heckled them.

You could just stare at Steve or Sam. They were good, wholesome, wonderful guys that were not the sergeant. Not that Bucky wasn't wholesome or handsome– actually he was very handsome, distractingly so, especially when he smiled, or put his hand through his hair, or just breathed in your general vicinity.

Speaking of the Sergeant you saw him step forwards and meet your gaze, head dropping, hair shifting forwards to frame his face, lips pressed down and bright blue eyes focused on you.

Your brain flat lined.

Y/N stopped in her tracks, her determined steps halting, Bucky cocked his head to the side and was surprised when she did an abrupt about face and practically RAN back in the direction she had come from. He shoved a hand into his face.

Great, now you were scared of him, as if he didn't have enough trouble figuring out what to say to you. Now you wouldn't show your face around him.

Steve guffawed, bringing Bucky back out of his depressed thoughts. “Good gawd Buck, I forgot the effect you had on a woman.”

“What?!” He demanded, “she ran out of here in fear for her life!” Sam cracked, a howl of laughter spilling forth, Bucky clenched his fists, “you think that's funny?”

Sam clapped a hand on his shoulder, “that wasn't fear man! That girl wants you, she wants you real bad.”

Bucky jerked back, blinking hard. “No.”

Steve nodded as he looked over at him. “That wasn't fear pal, that was panic, I can tell you this much – Y/N is quiet because when she does speak she can't keep her mouth in check, which usually tends to land her in hot water.”

Bucky turned to Sam, who was wiping away a few tears, “she has literally called us both hot, but said there was no way she would date us.”

“But when I asked her for her opinion on you–” Steve laughed, but sobered and leveled a look at him, “buddy, ya need to talk to her.”

“It was pretty colorful,” Sam murmured

“What did she say?” Bucky asked.

Sam shook his head, looking over at Steve, “did you see the way she shivered at the look?”

Steve nodded laughing as he moved around Bucky, “makes you realize what she said had to be true.”

Sam gasped as the two continued to walk, “Y/N! She really is full of surprises! Scandalous!!!”

“WHAT DID SHE SAY?!” Bucky cried following the two.

#the Look #james bucky barnes #quick fic #sam wilson #steve Rogers #reader

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kleinerkiwi · 7 months

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I am usually just a quiet reposter since I have outgrown my active tumblr phase for years now but I needed to write about yesterdays Berlin gig:

-loveliest people that I met in the crowd comparing our green nail polish

-literally the best atmosphere at a gig since the pandemic hit

-all of us singing along in finnish even though we don‘t understand a word

-the funny green man on stage

-the bouncing floor that was shaking during icip and cha cha cha

For the lovely people of tumblr, I will also post the accidental meme that we created after the gig of me showing off my newly acquired merch:

#käärijä #jere pöyhönen #Berlin

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scarletwinterxx · 1 year

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to you, I can admit that I’m just too soft for all of it - jaemin imagine

and yes back to back post😊 i was thinking about this the other night, literally thinking about Jaemin's eyelashes before going to sleep and tada here's a fluff fest. hope you like it!🤍

if you have a request or scenario you want me to do, just send me a message I'll see what I can do😊💌

For my other works you can check them out here, and for my other story series’ you can check them out here.

All works are copyrighted ©scarletwinterxx 2023 . Do not repost, re-write without the permission of author.

(gif not mine, credits to rightful owner)

"Jaemin! Come hereeeee"

A few seconds later, a confused Jaemin appears by the door. You smile up at him, beckoning him to come closer to you. The man didn' say anything, following your command and taking a seat infront of your vanity mirror

"I wanna try something" you tell him, he raises a brow at you but you just smile at him. Taking something out from the drawer before closing it shut then you turn to him. Straddling his lap and making yourself comfortable there.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what are we doing exactly?" he asks, you grab his face gently with one hand making his lips do a pout.

You giggle at his expressions, leaning down to give him a quick peck. Jaemin quick to chase your lips but you hold him still

"I'm going to put mascara on you" you tell him, then he sees what you're holding with your other hand

"What is that? That looks like a torture device"

"It's a lash curler, not that you need it. Your lashes are already pretty but I wanna see what it looks like" you tell him, again you grab his face gently before tilting it upwards

"Don't poke my eyes out"

"I'm not gonna poke your eyes out, do you not trust your girlfriend?"

"I trust you with just about anything but that thing looks scary" he mumbles, eyes automatically closing.

"Don't close your eyes, do this" you show him how and where to look while you curl his lashes, "See that didn't hurt. Now for the mascara"

"Okay now what is that? That looks like something you will definitely poke my eyes with"

"Stop moving and I won't, come here" you tell him, face serious. This got Jaemin to sit still for a couple of seconds while you do your thing.

"And done! You look pretty" he can feel you blow on his eyes, "You're prettier" he mumbles before opening his eyes to find indeed the most beautiful sight in front of him

"Gosh, I want your lashes" you tell him, putting down the mascara on the vanity behind him before throwing your arms around his neck to embrace him

"Our kids will have the prettiest lashes" you tease him, the thought of a mini you making Jaemin smile. "Our kid will be the most beautiful baby if they will look like you" he tells you

"But I want them to look like you, that way I'll have more Jaemin's" you tell him excitedly, it's crazy and exciting but also the truth.

If the universe grants you your ultimate wish then one day you'll wake up with the love of your life beside you, in your home, with the family the two of you made. Of course there's only one person you see that future with.

"You look in love" he says with the most smitten look on his face to. "In love with you, I want to brainwash you into loving me forever" you tell him, rubbing your nose against his

He catch the reference behind your words, "No need to do that, my love. You're the only one for me, I'm so in love with you I might stop breathing"

You laugh at the last part, then you continue on telling your plans for the night while Jaemin stands up from his seat with you still on his. He carries you while you clung to him like a panda, the two of you walk down the hallway.

"Okay, swiftie. What do you say we have a movie night tonight? I bought these cute face masks yesterday, we can try them out. Oh also I got your favorite snacks..."

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femalemonsterhunter · 26 days

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27/04/24 EDIT: Sorry for reposting this same yesterday's pic of my PT OC for the third time, because some of the textures in the picture have various errors, and even, I often forgot to show Peppino's blush. So, whoopiee 🙃.

Ughhhhh, man! But, after all, at last! It was literally lasted 19 days long, since I sometimes turned away from it as unfinished with sketchy details, until a few days of this week and even now I managed to complete it in terms of line drawing, coloring along with detailed schemes and even more texture applications, with barely diligent effort.

And even more especially, before the artistic work on the phone, I was thinking all the time in the invisible deaf about coming up with the idea to make an OC (or maybe FC, so I don't know for sure) for Peppino from this game, Pizza Tower as a new OCXCanon ship even now, because after the last year I watched some gameplay videos on YouTube and started to like this game so much, first of all, like others do, I started to have the most delicate crush on him together with others like the Noise and Fake Peppino (as for Fake Pep, I would rather consider inventing the idea of creating another but non-Peppino-related OC clone as a new OCXCanon ship only in the future).

Plus, regarding the name "Gommaticarer" I came up with it myself for this OC, I just accidentally connected it so automatically from between the two Italian words "gomma" and "masticare", mostly borrowed from the Italian-translated description on Google Translate website such as "gomma da masticare", which simply means "chewing gum" or "bubble gum".

But on the contrary, she will still fit in case I rather draw her more, say with her pose on the term, her physical abilities, even her side with Peppino in a romantic relationship, etc., whatever I do.

And I hope you really enjoy it.

Art and Lady Gommaticarer belongs to me (C)

Peppino from the Pizza Tower belongs to McPig/Tour De Pizza (C)

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daybreakrising · 11 days

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🌿 author portrait .

get to know the author behind the blog! repost, do not reblog.

basics .

name/nickname: lauri age: 33 as of yesterday pronouns : he / him years of writing : literally for as long as i can remember. as for actively writing in an rpc, i started here in like 2012 so... jfc, 12 years on t.umblr technically. jfc. and i was writing on other sites and in IMs before that. man.... man i feel old-

reflection .

why did you pick up writing? i have always been a huge fan of reading & it just felt like a natural progression to start writing my own stuff. i've been told many times that i've always lived inside my head, and i've been doing creative writing since i was a small child. it's one of my biggest passions & i would love to one day make it my profession (haha, good luck lauri-) as it's the only thing i'm actually any good at slkdffg

do you have any writing routines? i don't.... think so ??? i mean i do like to have set playlists for writing but they're not specific to what i'm writing so it's just whatever i'm feeling at the time.

what's your favorite part about writing? the absolute freedom you have with it. there are endless possibilities with writing & that's one of things i love to explore as much as possible. there are no limits to creativity with writing and as someone who is inherently creative by nature, i just found my place here.

three things you like about your writing .

one, how descriptive i can be if i let myself go wild with it. i try to reel it in a little in rp bc my replies are long enough already, but i sometimes let it slip through. whether it's describing a setting, or even just the myriad of expressions and body language a character can display in a single scene, i feel like i'm pretty good at getting that across in my writing.

two, i'm already struggling here bc i'm always stuck on the 'i can be better' train when it comes to my writing. also i generally find it hard to give myself compliments- BUT. okay. i can do this. i guess, that i can so easily switch between vastly different personalities one after the other when doing replies. yes, many of my muses have similar traits, but sometimes i'll go from someone like blade, for example, to t.homa and it's easy for me to get into the mindset of the character immediately, and hopefully that shows in my writing.

three, THIS IS SO HARD GDI. okay - that i can (apparently) invoke visceral reactions in the person/people reading my writing. for example, charlie has literally thrown things at me as a reaction to something i've written. i think that just speaks to the kind of writing i can produce and i like that it makes people feel, i guess.

a question for the next person .

write a question for the next person to answer. once you've answered it, leave a new question for someone else to answer.

have you ever given up on writing? never. i do get occasional burnout bc i do spend a lot of my time writing (and this is particularly bad when i do na.nowri.mo every year) but i never take a break for long and i've never completely given up. i don't think i could alsbfkdg

new question: what do you find the most difficult to write (eg dialogue)?

tagging: @resolutepath @araneitela @ccaptain @apocryphis @ofluminance tagged by: stolen from @avaere

#;forever yelling into the abyss (ooc)#;this looks fun (dash games)#( it's so hard for me to compliment my writing bc all i see is flaws )#( but i did my best )

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alarrytale · 8 months

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Can we talk about tzp? I’m glad to have found your blog since you seem to have the same opinions as I do about this situation (as opposed to the Twitter fans who want to force people not to talk about it lol).

I have to say, I absolutely LOVE that he is gay and married for a very long time. I’m so happy for him. His hubby seems like a cool dude too. They are CUTE! That being said, selfishly I wish he’d be more open about it. It bothers me that there’s this elephant in the room now and it’s not being spoken about as if it’s a bad thing! The fans are the worst! A fan met tzp yesterday in London. This fan said he was walking alone with his friend (lol…obv his husband). In the comments someone said “oh how cool! Glad you met him! Was the friend his husband?” And within hours the whole post was deleted. Last weekend he went to Joey Kings wedding with Garrett and a friend of joeys posted a Polaroid of them. Someone reposted it but so many people were commenting “delete this!!” I don’t understand why these fans are intent on keeping this info buried. Instead of just saying “wow that’s great congrats!” and moving on they just want it ignored.

I’m not really sure what my point is with all of this, it just kind of bothers me. Sure he’s entitled to privacy and I imagine he wants to protect his hubby since he’s not a public figure. I respect that. But trying to come off as straight feels a bit problematic. And fans saying he’s been outed is just ridiculous. Apparently he was very out before kissing booth and at that point deleted things and took his ring off. Which makes me sooo sad. But he did post his man several times since then. Just not a whole lot like before. I noticed he hasn’t posted him at all since the movie came out and he’s blown up. It’ll be interesting to see what he does now. He hasn’t deleted him off his ig so that’s good. They did, however, delete the video that people dug up of tay using the husband’s last name. Not sure what to make of that. Anyway I don’t think he needs to do anything or announce anything. But I wish he would post him more!

By the way it seems literally everyone in his professional life knows. First of all G went to London and hung out with T, Nick and some other cast (there was a picture), the director and a couple of the actors follow G, all the the photogs, fashion people who work with tay follow G, etc. So he’s clearly very out. Just not to fans. But I’m not understanding why I guess…

Would love your thoughts on it!

Hi, anon!

Of course we can talk everything tzp! He looked absolutely gorgeous last night! It's not fair, it looks so effortless! Styled by harry lambert too. He's killing it, both him and nick are. I'm so happy for them!

I'm sort of on the fence here. One one hand (what i'd like to believe) is that they're going for a glass closet. It's the perfect example of what a glass closet would look like. He hasn't really commented on his sexuality, but he's not afraid to be himself (manners and all) and have his husband tag along to events and posting him on ig. He just let things be without denying or confirming a thing.

On the other hand, it seems like they are trying (at least some effort) to make him seem straight (or not married to a man at least), deleting the taylor gerson video, taking off his wedding ring and not coming clean after being out for years before. I don't think this will work very well and for long. Fans and the queer community knows. The evidence is there and easy to find. Deleting things off the internet once people know is impossible.

The fans are guarding his closet for him (as we've also seen fans do for h and l - it's annoying as fuck...). It leads to fan policing, lying and the elephant in the room is growing. If his husband comes with him to events and are seen with him by fans, they're clearly not that set on hiding it. If they're pictured publically together fans and uas should be able to share it. Take cues from them, if they wanted to hide they would.

So since i'm not totally sure what they're going for here (closeting or glass closet) and i'm not clear on tzp's ambition, it's hard to have an opinion on why they are doing what they're doing. Other than the obvious reasons celebs are closeted in Hollywood.

#long post #tzp #i've seen rumours that garrett is a republican and people are not happy about that #that might be a reason to hide the husband when tzp played a democrat in rwrb #idk idk

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awsugar · 3 months

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Honestly at this point I genuinely believe that Anthony has an enormous crush on Frank. I think Frank also likes him but not necessarily as much as Anthony likes him.

But like. I can't really blame Anthony, if I spent that much time with Frank irl I would also go insane.

I think that either Frank doesn't know that Anthony is actually into him, or he doesn't really mind. He voluntarily joined a live stream with Anthony yesterday without even being invited, he just saw that Anthony was live and decided to join him.

If Frank was uncomfortable with Anthony reposting the fan art, or with any of the times Anthony has called him handsome or baby boy or daddy, then he's a full grown man who would've confronted Anthony about it himself. But he literally joined a live stream with Anthony because he wanted to, showing that they're clearly on good terms.

oh yea i mean i believe they are on good terms and i would not be surprised if anthony is actually into him, considering the fact that anthony is like publically bi...i think....i know i read an interview where he said something to that effect. but i dont think i know anthony well enough to say if that behavior is him being like. just who he is with his besties or like actually evidence of being truly into frank but either way what i know of frank is that if he had seen it i think he would dislike it and specifically what i said in the post was not like how he would feel towards anthony about it but how he would feel towards fans drawing that kind of art/shipping them publicly where he or the other subjects of it could come across it and it was just something that struck me as like oh this is going to drive frank even further away from us which is like. you know frank used to be so very accessible both online and in person after his shows, and then post mcr tour i believe the reason he stopped interacting is because there were so many more active fans showing up and waiting for him after mcr fans and the more people there are the more of them will act like freaks both online and in person and like yea. i mean i saw it first hand, waited after some dunes shows to see if we could talk to him and he always got completely swarmed. so personally i am already sad about that!!! i yea i feel like every time he is personally confronted with ship art/stuff like that it drives him even further away from interacting like he used to. so that was what upset me about it. but yea i mean im sure theyre on fine terms. but i dont have to like it when anthony calls him daddy!!!!!

#anonymous #asks

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The Williams Part Two

Part One

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Summary: It's their first date! Doesn't start off on the right foot but the night is young so it can still recover...right?

A/N: Yes I am reposting this bc for my last couple writings I was like 'aw shucks my posts sure aren't getting the interactions like they used too' ... it was bc i am an I D I O T who had my privacy settings set to keep my posts hidden in the tags/search results. Anyways.

The bar is too crowded, the music is too loud, and it has an undercurrent smell of fake cheese. Like the kind they'd serve over nachos at The Palace. Back when Will was a kid and videogames were more important than dates.

Now he’s twenty years old, crammed into a booth that has a couple of mysterious stains, and sipping lukewarm beer out of sight of the bartender. They’re probably too busy to notice- or to even care, but he’s always been a little on edge when it comes to breaking the rules.

During the afternoon he spent with Bill at The Bean he was really hoping it would end with Bill asking him out. Luck was on his side; for once.

It’s just that he wasn’t exactly picturing their first date with all of their friends in attendance. Maybe he was a little presumptuous to assume that their first date would be a private affair.

Bill invited him to Richie’s open mic, implying that his friends would be there. It left him feeling a little…put out because maybe Bill only wanted to be his friend. But then Bill told him they could sneak off afterward to go do their own thing, that he had an idea. He followed it up with a wink, one that looked ridiculous yet charming in a weird way that only Bill could pull off.

But things are never simple in Will’s life and he later learned that Richie also invited Mike. Apparently, while they were scheming in his and Bill’s love life. What was surprising was that Mike was going - and was bringing El; at Richie’s instance.

He had a lot of questions but he’s starting to see the answers. Richie isn’t on stage yet, if you could even call that a stage, it’s more like a literal soap box set up by the bar. Some other act is on right now, trying desperately to speak over the music. Mike, El, and Stanley are standing around a table by the stage.

He doesn’t have an opinion on Stanley yet, this is the first night they’ve ever formally spoken but it’s obvious why Richie insisted they bring El. The man with the chocolate neat curls keeps biting back at the poor comedian, getting a rise out of El every time he does. When El laughs, her eyes fleetingly closing, Stan is smiling at her like he’s made a great accomplishment. He’s only poking fun at the comedian to make El laugh. Will wonders if El has noticed…probably not. She never notices when someone’s interested in her.

Along with Stanley and Richie, he’s met Bill’s other four friends. Ben and Beverly, a couple, Eddie- Bill’s first friend as he introduced himself as, and their own Mike. Their Mike is much sweeter than Will’s.

Those four are at the bar. They were sitting in the booth with them but when Bill came back with his and Will’s beers, they each started making excuses to get up. None of them came back and they’re not even trying to hide the fact they’re hanging at the bar. They left him and Bill alone on purpose.

In the booth Bill shifts in his seat next to him, his jeans making that awkward sound when they rub against the plastic of the seat. He looks vaguely uncomfortable and while Will has been sipping on his drink Bill has almost finished his.

Bill is rubbing at the disintegrating label of his beer bottle, an awkward silence filling the void between them. They’ve already run through all the safe questions, ‘did you find this bar okay?’, ‘how were classes yesterday?’, ‘do you like your drink?’.

It’s such a tonal shift from their conversation at The Bean. Bill had had more…confidence if Will had to pin it down to something. They talked about Bill’s writings- he’s a horror writer, and Will had shown him some of his paintings. They had connected so easily then and he doesn’t understand why now is so different. The whole thing has him feeling a little anxious.

Bill swishes his bottle, running empty, “Guess it's time for another,” he says as he stands. He nods towards Will’s bottle, “Do you need another one?”

Will shakes his head and just like that he’s alone. He deflates in his seat when Bill is out of sight, letting his head thud against the back of the booth. Maybe this was a mistake, maybe Bill was better off being ‘The Writer’ that he got to pine over from a distance.

“What’s shaking my second favorite William?” Richie cuts him out of his quickly spiraling thoughts, sliding into the booth across from him.

Richie has cleaned up for tonight- but his definition of ‘clean up’ is far from what the normal person would consider. He’s wearing a silk blue button up with a black vest loosely tied in the front. It’s flattering in a weird way. Light smudges of eyeliner line his eyes behind his magnified lenses and there’s a cigarette tucked behind his ear, almost hidden in his barely tamed curls. At least Will thinks it’s a cigarette.

“It’s fine, nothing much,” he replies, hoping his dejection isn’t showing on his face.

Richie just hums, rapping his knuckles against the table. He just now notices that Richie has freshly painted his nails black. He jerks his chin towards the bottle in Will’s hands, “Didn’t take you as a fan of Bud Light.”

He sets his barely drinked beer on the table, “It’s fine, not my first choice but Bill ordered for us.”

“Makes sense, Bill’s always been fond of his piss water,” he makes a move to stand, “I can get you another drink if you want, we don’t gotta tell Big Bill.”

Will snatches Richie’s wrist before he can fully stand up. Slowly he sits back and down and watches Will with curious eyes. Will starts back peddling, “It’s fine, really. You’re supposed to go on soon right? I’d hate for you to miss your cue because you're stuck at the bar getting me a drink.”

Richie ignores most of his weak statement, “Ya know, for a guy who’s supposed to be on a hot date, you’ve said 'fine’ three times in the last minute.” When he can’t find anything to say, Richie does so for him, “Billiam is being horribly awkward isn’t he?”

He gives, sighing, “Just a little- and I don’t understand. We were having a nice time back at The Bean, I don’t get why this time is different.”

Will is entirely unprepared for what Richie tells him next, “It’s because this is a date and Bill hasn’t been on a date in two years, not since his last, horrible, boyfriend,” He leans forward on the table and it throws Will off a little at how serious he’s being, “Look, Big Bill? He’s good at being charming and swooning with people, but dating? He’s worse at it than I am. He over-thinks it. Sure, he’s a hopeless romantic, but he struggles with new people when they aren’t so new anymore. Been burned a couple of times because of them.”

“I- I see…and I understand that. I don’t date often because new people intimate me,” Will takes another sip of his beer, feeling a little overwhelmed. He doesn’t have any exes, he’s barely gone on dates before.

But then Richie snorts, “So you’re both bad at dating. Great.”

He frowns at him, “You have any advice then?”

Richie raps his knuckles against the table again, in a drum roll manner, “Matter of fact I do. Make him talk- and not about the boring stuff. Ask him when he had his first beer or better yet find out if he’s an actual monster fucker for me if you will? His stories are telling but I need evidence,” Will’s about to inject because he is not asking about that but Richie continues, “Fine leave the monster fucking questions for date two- but I’m serious, ask him about the fun stuff, the important stuff and show you have a genuine interest in him and he’ll be waxing poetics about ya by the end of the night.”

This makes him feel better, gives him a look into Bill- one he wasn’t expecting, and lets him know how to get to know Bill better from his own words…it’s just there’s one anxiety of his lingering. “So it’s not me? I didn’t do anything to make him not interested in me anymore?”

Richie chuckles, “William, my William hasn’t shut up about you since he laid eyes on you. No offense but it was a little insufferable. You could probably spit in his face and he’d still be interested in you…actually, maybe he’d be more interested in you then, I don’t know what he’s into.”

His face suddenly feels hot, “Shut up,” he mumbles, looking down.

Richie just smiles back, “So what are you going to do when Bill comes back?”

“...Ask him about his first time drinking piss water?”

“There ya go!” he shoots finger guns at him, “Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to go flirt with my date before my show.”

His what- “Are you talking about Mike?”

“My future one true love? Yes absolutely,” he replies without missing a beat.

He looks back at him incredulously, “Does Mike know he’s on a date right now?”

“He will, it’s all part of my master plan. Wait ‘n see.”

Part of him thinks he could do the responsible friend thing and warn Mike of Richie’s intentions, let Mike decide from there- but Mike did dig his own grave when he decided to meddle in his love life. So instead Will says, “You said you were bad at dating too so some advice; Mike likes to play hard to get, and he’s dramatic in the way he likes to be chased.”

Richie’s eyes twinkle, “Well Papa likes a good chase,” he winks at him as he flies out of the booth, not even giving Will enough time to internally cringe at him calling himself ‘Papa’.

He watches Richie join the others at the table in front of the stage. Richie throws a haphazard arm around Mike’s shoulders…who looks annoyed and snaps something at him that Will can’t hear from here but he doesn’t shake Richie off.

“Everything okay over huh-here?”

Will snaps his head towards Bill, he’s standing by the edge of the table, fidgeting on his feet. There's a new bottle in his hand- this one’s label is still intact, and it’s half drunk. He must’ve been waiting for Richie to leave before heading back.

“Yeah, Richie was just seeking my advice,” he white lies, scooting more into the booth in a way that he hopes comes off as inviting, “Stop standing and sit down with me.”

Bill smiles, sliding in, “What advice were you giving him?”

“On how to woo my Mike- speaking of which, did you know Richie was going to trick Mike into going on a date with him?"

He just shrugs his shoulders, “I didn’t but that s-sounds like Rich…did he say anything else?”

“Why? Worried he spilled some of your embarrassing childhood secrets?” Will smirks.

Bill scoffs, “He wouldn’t do that,” Will meets his gaze, eyebrow raised and Bill starts to feel not so sure, “He didn’t do that- right?”

“No he didn’t do that, I’m waiting on you to tell me those.” When Bill smiles Will takes it as a small victory. The tension between them is already lessening and he’s determined to keep it rolling and not let them fall back into awkwardness when this spell has run its course. “Though he did tell me to ask you about the first time you tried beer?”

The tips of Bill’s ears turn red as he ducks his head, “Shit you don’t wanna hear about that.”

“Oh but now I really do,” he leans closer to him. The smell of a woody cologne and lingering cigarette smoke invades his nose and he wonders if it’s possible to miss a smell after only experiencing it once.

He can already see the bravado seep back into Bill as he gives in with a little smile, “It was freshman year and all us Losers thought it would be a cool idea to sneak into Eddie Corcoran’s seniors only party,” his voice has taken on that slow, smooth, tone again and he’s not tripping on as many words as he was, “We were successful too…until Eddie Corcoran confronted us and tried to kick us out…” Will nods for him to go on, “Well let’s just say the moment Corcoran confronted us the beer we had been stealing all night decided to vacate the premises of my stomach…onto his shoes. Got my ass beat that night.”

“And you still drink it?” he teases.

“It was my first love, what c-can I say?” Bill lays an arm across the back of the booth. It’s not on Will’s shoulders but it’s close enough, “Tell me, what was teenage Will like? Any raging parties?”

He snorts, “The only parties I was going to as a teenager were Dnd ones.” He’s not afraid of Bill thinking of him as a nerd, he saw the Battlestar Galactica keychain on his laptop bag. It was cute.

“Like with elves and shit? Were you an elf?”

Will shakes his head, laughing, “No I wasn’t just an elf! I was also the Party’s wizard.”

“A wizard huh?” Bill takes a slow sip of his beer, glancing towards him, “You sure put a spell on me.”

Will’s brain short circuits. Bill just stares back at him, a small blush climbing his neck. He just has to shove Bill in the side with his elbow, “That is the worst pickup line I have ever heard!”

He gives him a mock offended look, “I was trying woo you, William!”

Will’s about to retort when a speaker comes on to announce Richie as the next comedian. Mike, Ben, Bev, and Eddie all rush to cram back into the booth with Will and Bill. Eddie snaps at Bill to scoot in more so that he can sit down.

Bill’s thigh ends up pressed against his- in fact, his whole body would be if Will wasn’t leaning a little bit forward. There’s very little space between them and Will…he’s not mad about it. At this proximity, he feels the heat radiating from Bill, can feel the vibrations of his chest when he laughs, and honestly he just falls more into the encapsulation that is Bill.

The arm Bill had resting on the back of the booth comes down to rest across his shoulders very lightly. Almost as if Bill is asking for permission. Will leans back, securing the arm more around his shoulders in answer. There is so much heat radiating between them he feels like he’s going to combust. He’s never cared so much about a guy liking him before and he thinks Bill does like him like that but also he always carries around a seed of doubt about anything good happening to him.

It makes it hard to focus on Richie’s act as he starts his act, clearly in his element. Will tries to pay attention, he does, but his mind is fogged by the smell of Bill’s cologne and the rumbling of his chest against his side every time he laughs at one of Richie’s jokes.

Stan, El, and Mike (Will’s Mike) opt to stay around the table near the stage. If Stan was heckling the last poor guy, he is absolutely ruthless toward Richie. Who throws it right back his way. It was more amusing than Richie’s jokes. He has a hunch that they were both showing off for Mike and El.

Bill and his friends sitting in the booth aren’t safe from Richie’s terror either. He throws a joke out about Eddie’s mom, one only they laugh at and he pokes fun at Ben. Something about The New Kids On The Block? At this point, Will was too wrapped up in Bill to register it completely. It isn’t until Richie targets him during his act does he get Will’s full attention back.

“Now now, I’m not the only love bird on a date tonight,” he whistles while Mike makes a small protest from the table, “My good friend Big Bill is here tonight on a date. Ironically! With a guy also named William,” he pauses for a dramatic moment, “You see if I was on a date with a man named Richard it would be double the Dick but you see with my friend Bill, he’s the one getting double the Willys tonight.”

There's a modest amount of laughter that he earns from the bar patrons. This is one of his more successful jokes of the night. Beverly is dying in their booth and Ben gives Will an apologetic look but he’s still smiling. Will wants to curl up and disappear before his face turns into a tomato.

“F-fuck you, boy!” Bill yells but he’s barely fighting back a smug smile. He nudges Will with his hand resting on his shoulder, “Just ignore him, he’s a dickwad. We’re about to luh-leave anyway.”

A mixture of excitement and trepidation fills his stomach. On one hand, he has no idea what Bill has planned for them for the rest of the night which is exciting, and on the other, that’s exactly what worries him. Will Byers is a virgin. It’s just…never came up before. Being gay in a small town can do that.

But they just got over their awkward conversation bump, surely Bill isn’t expecting that to magically segway into them having sex? Because if so they’re just going to land right back into an awkward conversation when he has to fess up he’s a virgin and he doesn’t plan on losing it after one lukewarm date and even more lukewarm beer.

Richie’s set comes to an end and everyone starts to part ways. Mike Hanlon, Eddie, Beverly, and Ben were going to another bar on the side of the city, and Mike Wheeler and Richie were going to tag along. Will’s Mike isn’t a bar person so he’s continuing to be surprised tonight by his friend’s decisions. El wants to go home- no surprise there, because she really isn’t a bar person and Stan insists on driving her back. Hopefully, she notices Stan’s obvious flirting on the drive.

Bill asks if he’d like to go with everyone to the next bar and it’s clear that he’s giving Will an out of being alone together. But the thing is- despite his reservations, he wants to see what Bill has planned for them. Bill doesn’t act like a guy who is going to try to pressure him into doing anything he doesn’t want to. Doesn’t seem like his style.

He takes Bill’s hand, acting braver than he feels, “I just wanna hang out with you.”

The smile Bill gives him in response is beautiful.

Bill doesn’t disclose much about where they’re going when they crawl into his silver truck. Will didn’t know he had a vehicle, he never drives to The Bean and when he asks about this, Bill just waves him off, saying that driving in New York is too stressful for his tastes.

On the way over Will tries to get some information out of him about where they’re heading as the excitement builds. Bill appears very sure of himself that this is a place that Will is going to be very happy about. To say he is intrigued would be an understatement.

Curiously it’s some type of office building Bill drives them up to. He jumps out of the car without a word and heads towards the doors, leaving Will no choice but to follow him. The temperature has dropped significantly and even with his large coat, he crowds close to Bill as he unlocks the glass doors.

Bill gets it unlocked and heads inside, turning back to Will when he doesn’t follow him, “You coming?”

He nervously glances at his surroundings, reading the sign “Gray’s Design Company Coming Soon,” painted onto one of the front windows. Trespassing wasn’t something he considered he would be doing tonight.

“Are you sure we should be here?” The last thing he wants is to be is a ‘Nervous Nellie’ as Mike has called him before but…they’re trespassing.

Bill must somehow read his mind, dangling the key he used to get in, “It’s okay, we have per-permission.” He’s still a little nervous but he follows Bill inside.

The inside of the building is gutted, and clearly being renovated. Plastic sheets litter the floor and hang from the ceiling and briefly, Will is reminded of that one episode of Dexter Max had forced him to watch.

Will only glances away from Bill for a second but when he looks back Bill’s gone. Okay, now he’s starting to panic. “Bill?! Where’d you go?!”

A hand on his shoulder startles him, making him yelp. Bill looks down at him with a smile full of mirth, “Keep up, I want you to s-see this.”

“You’re not taking me somewhere to kill me right?” He’s only half joking.

Bill rolls his eyes, and takes his hand, “Come on.”

They push through two more plastic sheets and Will sees why Bill was being impatient to show him. The sight before him takes his breath away.

It’s the first actual room they’ve walked into and it is filled to the brim with art. There are canvases in stacks leaning against the walls, sculptures on pedestals, and tables filled with sketches. The art styles are all different signifying this isn’t the collection of one person. He just has to touch.

The first table he approaches has sketches all done in charcoal. They’re smudged from rubbing against each other but he can make out the sketches of the people. Just strangers that are going about their everyday life, probably unaware of their portrait being created.

On the next table are unframed works of watercolor. All vivid and seeming to leap off the page. Some depict still life while some are settings. Places pulled from the artist’s mind, maybe places that they wish they could visit or just simply places that are not real but still beautiful all the same. These are his favorites.

He swivels on his heel, a watercolor work of a river still in his hand, to look back at Bill. He’s still standing at the entrance, watching him with a small smile. It makes his whole heart flutter.

“What is this place?” he asks, gesturing to the whole room.

Bill comes to stand by him, taking the painting in Will’s hand to examine, “Ben’s boss bought this place for his architecture firm and apparently the basement was filled with this stuff. Whoever owned the building before ap-aparently was an avid art collector.”

“A ‘collector’ is putting it lightly, this is more like a hoarder’s work. This is insane,” He walks over to a sculpture of a woman’s head made from clay, “This stuff belongs in an art show or a museum! I have never seen so much art in one room before!” He pauses for a moment, “What do they plan on doing with all of this?”

“Well Ben’s boss planned on tossing it all since most of it isn’t from any famous artists,” Will’s heart sinks, “But Ben convinced him to donate it to an art school, make the business look good,” he finishes.

“Yes, good publicity in exchange for not throwing away a collection of people’s hard work,” he doesn’t mean to sound bitter but some people will just never understand art. It’s just a thing that takes up space in their new office building.

Bill just hums, “Well I did manage to convince Ben to let you take your pick of the art here before it gets donated.” He hands Will back the painting.

He feels as if he’s a kid in a candy store and his mom just said he could get whatever he wants. “I can take whatever I want? Are you sure?”

“One hundred percent, you have a deep appreciation for art and you’ll actually care about these pieces,” He stands in front of him and Will realizes how close they've gotten. Bill reaches out and tucks a strand of his hair behind his ear, his hand lingering, “I’m really suh-sorry about earlier by the way. You make me nervous.”

“You don’t have to apologize, I don’t date often because most people also make me nervous,” he leans into Bill’s hand, remembering what Richie had said earlier about Bill’s ex and how he has hesitations about people getting to know the real him. He's not going to be one of those people that 'burn' him.

“I’m honored to be your date tonight then,” Bill murmurs.

They’re so close their breaths are mingling and right when Bill’s eyes flutter shut and he leans down to kiss him, Will slyly ducks out from under his arm, “Come on! We got art to go through!”

Bill sighs, amused, “Okay where do you want to start?”

For the next hour, they go through every canvas and every sketch. Will pays no attention to the sculptures as he doesn’t think he’ll have room for them in his dorm.

During this he learns that Bill used to sketch a lot when he was younger before diving into writing and like his writing, he would draw horror. Bill ends up taking home a sketch of a rib cage with flowers blooming through the ribs. He still has a passion for macabre works of art.

Will on the other hand takes home a painting of a lonely cabin scene and two sketches, one of a beautiful man with wings and another of a bed of flowers. Plus he took the watercolor painting of the river that he first grabbed. Honestly he was holding back.

“I can’t believe you didn’t want that painting of the naked chicken,” Bill says as he loads Will's painting into the backseat of his truck.

“It was a featherless chicken, not a naked one,” he corrects, still a little disgusted by how detailed it was. He jumps into the passenger seat as Bill is getting into the driver's seat.

“That st-still counts as naked.”

“Why do you do that? Trip on words sometimes?” He realizes how insensitive that sounds too late, “Wait! You don’t have to answer that! I’m sorry!”

“Hey, it’s okay! You’re a lot nicer about asking about it than s-some people,” Bill reaches over and takes a hold of his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze, “I used to have a horrible st-stutter and I’ve almost got it under control, it still comes out I guess.”

Will squeezes his hand back, “I think it’s kinda cute- if that’s okay to say?”

“That’s okay to say,” he raises their entwined hands and kisses the back of Will’s hand. His lips feel soft.

He feels the need to share something intimate about himself. What did Richie say, talk about the deep stuff? Fuck it, he’s going to do that.

“I’m a virgin.” Well, that’s one way to say it, Will.

Bill’s eyebrow furrows, “I wasn’t planning on trying to get into your p-pants if that’s what-”

“No no no,” shit he made Bill get defensive, he honestly could have said that better, “I didn’t think that you were! Just you shared something personal about yourself and I wanted to do that too! Earlier Richie told me to talk about the ‘deep stuff’ with you and- God I don’t know; I feel like I just messed this all up.”

A big hand cups the side of his face, forcing him to meet Bill’s eye, “You didn’t mess anything up,” Bill soothes, “And Richie is an idiot but I’m glad he told you we should talk about the deep stuff. Eventually, we’re going to have to have a conversation about your luh-limits in the bedroom and what you’re comfortable with and you will be the one to set those,” Will positively colors at that but it takes a weight off his chest he hadn’t realized was there, “I’m happy you shared that with me, thank you for trusting me enough to tell me that.”

Will knows that when he loses his virginity, he wants to lose it to Bill but like Bill said, that’s a conversation for another time. Right now all he can focus on is, “You said ‘eventually’ implying you want to see me more?”

Bill smiles at him boyishly, “As if that was a question. I p-plan on annoying you for a long while, hope you’re okay with that.”

His entire being is beaming. The boys Will likes aren’t supposed to return his feelings- especially not boys like Bill Denrbough. “Yeah, I think I’m more than okay with that.”

Neither of them wants to move despite how late it’s getting. Foolishly the romantic side of him is thinking about how he doesn’t want this night to end. Their hands are still linked over the middle console and Bill’s hand is still cupping his cheek, his thumb brushing against the side of his face.

“Can I kiss you?” Bill asks softly.

In lew of words, Will just nods his head. Sure he’s been kissed before. Once in middle school by Sally Mae behind the bleachers, the kiss that solidified that he liked boys, and then once in a game of spin the bottle with Lucas. Both of them were chased and lacked any of the emotion that Bill has when he kisses him. His lips are soft.

He has to remind himself to close his eyes. Bill takes the lead and presses and disconnects their lips a couple of times, pulling back minutely to nudge his nose against his and he gets the hint, he starts to move his lips as well. He can feel Bill smiling. It’s when he’s getting the hang of this that Bill swipes his tongue against his bottom lip. It felt foreign yet good and he gasps when Bill does it again. Bill’s tongue travels into his mouth slowly, licking and mapping it out. Will lets go of his hand and grasps his shoulders, trying to ground himself. He doesn’t have much to compare this to but he thinks Bill is a very good kisser. The noises he’s making he would find a little embarrassing any other time but right now he's not in any capacity to care.

Disappointedly, Bill breaks the kiss, resting his forehead against his, “I really like you, William Byers.”

Will blushes, “I really like you too, William Denbrough.”

A/N: AHA okay you can tell that for some reason I really struggled to find my footing writing this and with the dialogue but,,,this is my second draft of the chapter and I'm still not happy with it and I didn't have it in my to start over.

That being said I am really happy with how the ending turned out. I love soft boys.

This is the last chapter for WillBill as in part three we will be seeing how the rest of Wheelzier and Elstan's night went...that one will definitely be at least rated M bc Wheelzier :0

Thank you for reading! I always appreciate the people that read my rare pair nonsense!

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is there a new leak video or something? it’s the preggy women right? the man hugging and bla bla? people still believe it was nxnxndn? why that things is still going onbsndnd i think it was 2 days ago?? bffr it’s not him 😒

i think it was yesterday..? maybe the day before i saw this tweet talking about someone posting a video to try and ruin 3Ds release and i was like lmao okay don’t know what that’s about. my twitter is curated so well it’s literally just bts clips and mostly positive reactions unless people i follow repost or talk about something weird. so when i saw that i just scrolled past because i’m not trying to see any of that

then someone reposted the screenshots from the video? but like an explanation that the actual guy in the video admitted it was him and not jungkook 😭 i hadn’t like actually seen the video so i don’t know what it’s about

even if it was real (not saying it is but lets say hypothetically) that’s so freaking weird. like why would you stake out in the opposite apartment and video that. it’s so weird 😭 and like gross and surely illegal

also based off photos alone. i know that mf never has the main big lights on. they needed to be the colorful ones he has at least like come on 😭

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kingsofhellfire · 2 years

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Pokemon au

TemporalCoffin:

What Pokemon would Steve and Eddie like? I wanna hear everyone's opinions

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:24 AM

My time has come

Eddie is literally just that one gym leader in sword and shield, Piers, and that’s a dark type gym I see him with a lot of dark types and ghost types

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:26 AM

Omg youre right he is piers

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:27 AM

HE IS PIERS

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:27 AM

I had this thought cos I saw a meme sketch of Eddie wanting a loudred so he can have a pokemon as am amp

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:27 AM

Omg that’s incredible

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:27 AM

It was just him sobbing and begging his whimsur to evolve

Hang on I'll find it again

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:29 AM

For Steve it’s hard to say because instinct says he’d love fighting types but idk if that fits him exactly. I think Steve would have a mix of types. He’s a family man, specifically a found family man, his Pokémon team isn’t filled with one specific type, he has a mix of all sorts that work well together as a team 😌

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:29 AM

https://twitter.com/wobblyart_/status/1589488545395187713?t=BG1W9pTH8j37hR2ecISf-Q&s=19

Wobbly (no reposts) (@wobblyart_)

More Pokémon Trainer Eddie Munson 🫶 he loves Pokémon a lot he’s a big nerd

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Click through there's a second panel of him admiring robins pokemon

nyanmao — Yesterday at 2:30 AM

noivern would be a good fit for Eddie I think, bat and sound based. Also it’s dragon type and like dungeons an dragons and yeah

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:30 AM

Omg Robin with a gothorita 😭😭😭

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:30 AM

He'd be torn between basically doing fantasy football with his pokemon, or like being obsessively involved with the nurseries cos he likes the lil babies

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:31 AM

STEVE ISNT EVEN A POKEMON TRAINER HES A POKEMON BREEDER YES 100%

Steve is a Pokémon breeder but is also Nurse Joy

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:31 AM

I think Eddie tries to teach a Jigglypuff to do metal vocals, purely cos I think it's funny

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:32 AM

Eddie gets tired of it eventually because it isn’t working and just shoves him onto Steve and when he comes back to pick him up Steve is like “sorry, he’s my child now, you can’t have him back”

Eddie 100% would have an Obstagoon tho

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:33 AM

Omg he would get a toxtricity

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:34 AM

HE WOULD ABSOLUTELY

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:34 AM

When you need a new band member so you get a pokemon lmao

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:34 AM

Exactly!!

But also I love the idea of Steve being the type of trainer that does that thing where people will do themed pokemon teams? He gets a team of all the ones that look the most like dogs. He has a dog team

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:35 AM

Eddie: sorry fellas I'm replacing you all with pokemon

Corroded Coffin:....WHAT

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:36 AM

I think Steve would have a rockruff 1000% percent

And probably Yamper as well

I know I’m mixing pokemon regions probably but I don’t care

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:36 AM

Who cares international travel exists

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:36 AM

You right

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:37 AM

Eddie would be a good gym leader cos he can put up a challenge but he likes seeing kids succeed too 😭

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:37 AM

His rockruff evolves into Lycanroc and Eddie is like “THATS SO FUCKING COOL”

OH EDDIE HAS AN IMPIDIMP FOR SURE

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:38 AM

Omg Steve would probably do those pokemon talent shows

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:38 AM

OMG THE POKEMON BEAUTY PAGENT THINGS YES

nyanmao — Yesterday at 2:39 AM

Pokémon breeder Steve would probably breed starter Pokémon for the kids

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:39 AM

WAIT POKEMON PROFESSOR STEVE

He’s the one that gives the kids their starters 😭😭😭😭

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:40 AM

Not me getting emotional over pokemon

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:40 AM

I will always get emotional over pokemon

nyanmao — Yesterday at 2:41 AM

he also cooks Pokémon treats like poke blocks or poffins for everyone :luv: :luv:

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:41 AM

I’m just disappointed that I can’t decide who in the party would have a leafeon I need one of them to have a leafeon. Leafeon is my baby

(Nancy has psychic type pokemon btw that’s my hc I know this was originally about Steve and Eddie but I wanted to throw it out there)

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:43 AM

Oh I'm all for all the pokemon hcs

What would Robin have, I feel like she'd go on aesthetics

The stats are garbage but they look cool

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:44 AM

Yeah I think Robin is another one that doesn’t have a team based on type

I really loved Robin having a gothorita in that tweet, she’d have hatterene I think too

(Is it obvious yet that most of my pokemon knowledge comes from sword and shield?)

nyanmao — Yesterday at 2:46 AM

she has a vanillite that she names ahoy

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:46 AM

I’ve played other pokemon games, I’ve played X, I’ve played omega ruby, I’ve played Sun, but sword and shield has been the only one I’ve played more than once

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:46 AM

FUCK YOURE SO RIGHT YES

nyanmao — Yesterday at 2:46 AM

OH AND STEVE HAS ONE NAMED SCOOPS

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:46 AM

YES

And the two of them, for reasons neither Steve nor Robin can figure out, the two of them hate each other. They try to get their pokemon to play together and Scoops and Ahoy will not go near each other

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:50 AM

That's hilarious

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:50 AM

Okay I’m going to map out the thought process I just had because I’m about to say something that might sound buckwild. But like modern au right and they’re just playing the games, but Robin gets into like all the legendary pokemon and then I started thinking about how Robin would do research and come up with theories for the game (and others probably) and that led me to the hc that Robin would probably watch game theory in a modern au and truthfully no one can change my mind

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:50 AM

Oh you know who does have fighting types? Max

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:51 AM

Yes Max 1000% has fighting types

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:51 AM

Shes really into battling

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:52 AM

Max just casually becomes the new pokemon champion of the region

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:52 AM

Steve's like look at my cool cute new pokemon and max is like I bet mine could beat it up

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:52 AM

She’s like “you guys were fucking around and getting your pokemon to play games, I came to WIN”

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:53 AM

Max plays the way I play, only attack moves nothing else

The party is over there doing stats and getting the best debuffs and buffs and she's like "hey nerds check out my all punching team"

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:55 AM

Steve’s like “Look at this cute little pokemon I just got!” And Max is like “I have a level 100 Machamp”

I also only really play with attack moves 😂😂 I’m like “why do I need a move that decreases enemy stats when I can just punch and kick them until they’re gone?”

Surprisingly though persona 5 has helped me start using stat buffs and debuffs more 😂

nyanmao — Yesterday at 2:57 AM

I played like that my entire childhood I don’t think I even ever realized stat effect moves did stuff lmao

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:57 AM

Seriously it’s just like “y’all are using strategy? No I hit the thing with my most powerful attack immediately and it’s dead in two rounds. Next”

nyanmao — Yesterday at 2:58 AM

“Scoops Ahoy Employees Steve&Robin has challenged you to a battle!!”

and it’s just 2 vanillites that only attack each other

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:58 AM

This is also why I don’t think I could ever play a healer or a healing focused character Im like “no! Let me do maximum damage!!!!”

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 2:59 AM

Pretty sure Eddie would combust if he saw Steve with a bunch of baby pokemon

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 2:59 AM

Omg breeder Steve with all baby pokemon crawling all over him in the nursery and Eddie is just like “fuck, fuck, be cool. Just be cool!”

Omg that’s how Eddie gets an Impidimp. Steve hatches a little Impidimp from an egg and gives him to Eddie because he thinks he’ll like it and Eddie keeps it in his team forever after that. He considers keeping it from evolving bc it reminds him of seeing Steve with a little tiny newly hatched level one Impidimp sitting on his shoulder pulling on his hair

nyanmao — Yesterday at 3:05 AM

Someone tells him they saw Steve buying a shit ton of Pokémon supplies and stuff and he’s like “lmao it’s king Steve, he’s probably some meat head fighting type gym leader or something” until he sees steve at the local daycare with an apron carrying a happiny and a cleffa

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 3:06 AM

Eddie ends up with a lvl 100 impidimp and Steve's like oh why'd you never have this one evolve?

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 3:06 AM

Steve harmonizes with his jigglypuffs pass it on

And somewhere, Eddie collapses to the ground

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 3:07 AM

Steve with an all Jigglypuff team

Omg Steve with like a baby carrier full of eggs he's trying to hatch, just wheeling them around town

nyanmao — Yesterday at 3:11 AM

people make snide comments about Steve and his baby Pokémon and how he’s gone soft and Steve usually just brushes it off until someone hurts either one of his kids or one of the baby Pokémon and then he throws out a lvl 100 kangaskhan

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 3:20 AM

Who's the nurse joys in this situation

𝕄𝕚𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕒 [Ella Ella] ✨ — Yesterday at 4:56 AM

Here for the Pokémon AU :loveteeth:

TemporalCoffin — Yesterday at 7:02 AM

The party fights as a group and gang up on poor solo trainers just trying to walk down the path

Max still wins that 1v4

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:02 AM

I like the idea that Steve accidentally befriended a legendary so it’s just Steve with a bunch of eggs around town carrying cleffa because she cries if she’s put down and someone comes to bully Steve and the Pokémon and suddenly like fucking mew two or one of the legendary birds or something is there because Steve healed them once and now they would kill for him

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:05 AM

I'm obsessed with forest nymph friend of Pokémon Steve

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:06 AM

Like he just has a bunch of neighborhood Pokémon that follow him around sometimes and one just happens to be like Entei or some shit like that

Dustin would have a clink clank and will would have a smeargle

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:11 AM

Lmao Steve will all the biggest badass Pokémon that just follow him around for snacks and scritchies and also to destroy anyone who tries to fuck around and find out gives me life hahaha

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:13 AM

Like fucking Tommy tries something and Steve who has himself been adopted by the whole damn forest by this point is like Tommy for your own self preservation I’m asking you PLEASE reconsider

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:19 AM

Steve doesn't even want to catch them all he just wants to be left in peace he begs lol

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:20 AM

All he wants to do is bake and look after his legion of Pokéchildren like is that too much to ask

Oh but wild pokemon parents coming to drop their kids off with Steve for a little bit so that they can relax is SO CUTE

rat (babygirl Steddie truther) — Yesterday at 10:21 AM

Omg soccer mom steve the Pokémon version?

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:26 AM

People keep coming to challenge him to battle because they keep hearing about his legendary Pokémon and how he's "never lost" (its just assholes showing up and trying to fight him and he has to be like no please they'll murder you and people just think he's some unflappable badass. STEVES POKEMON COMEDY OF ERRORS I CANNOT

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:26 AM

Ok but local gym leader Eddie who had been bullied most of his life and decided fuck it I’m gonna be the baddest bitch sees Steve with all these baby Pokémon and some asshole trying to start shit and immediately b lining it to beat the shit out of them but then fucking like 10 beefy ass Pokémon bust out from the forest and he’s like oh well and then just ?????

Steve’s petting a LEGENDARY????

Eddie’s just standing there with a poke ball in his hand and fear and confusion in his heart like

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:27 AM

This is HILARIOUS

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:28 AM

fear and confusion in his heart djdjbdhd

rat (babygirl Steddie truther) — Yesterday at 10:28 AM

THATS SO FUNNY TO ME IM CRYING

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:28 AM

Yes people keeep coming to him to battle and Steve’s just got his head in his hands

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:28 AM

Eddie: Dustin who is that :loveteeth:

Dustin: oh. That's just Steve. :slurrrp:

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:28 AM

Somehow mike is STILL unimpressed

rat (babygirl Steddie truther) — Yesterday at 10:29 AM

Ya know how when you want to get something done suddenly your pet or child is underfoot non stop? Yeah steve is tripping over lil pokes constantly

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:29 AM

I want him to have the scariest ones that just turn into Lil babies around him

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:29 AM

Always, and he’s got arm muscles for days because he’s always carrying at least one or two Pokémon so he can actually walk without tripping

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:29 AM

YES YOU GET IT

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:30 AM

Steve "has never used a pokeball on a Pokémon in his life" Harrington

He's just Like That

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:30 AM

Like these badass Pokémon with scars and they are just goop around Steve

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:30 AM

Steve's entire family of Pokémon are stage 5 clingers :sNort:

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:32 AM

Steve’s dad wanted him to be a big Pokémon trainer like him and Steve has like a few Pokémon and he tries to keep cool in highschool with like battling but like honesty he sucks at it because his Pokémon will make one hurt noise and Steve’s like rushing them away.

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:32 AM

YESSS

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:33 AM

Okay but literally that would be me. I would cry :sNort:

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:33 AM

SAME

just fat ugly tears

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:33 AM

Mike just hates Steve because his Pokémon like him better

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:34 AM

My Pokémon who are all ready to fight just looking at me a snot monster crying because they got hit

YES

mikes Pokémon go FERAL for Steve man

Gorgeousgreymatter — Yesterday at 10:35 AM

Mike with a charizard who hates him

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:37 AM

Ok but el who grew up in one of the mew two labs as like an anchor for the mews , or her having to have this super charged Pokémon team that battled constantly and her getting to heal and never fight again after she breaks the mews out of containment

I do love the idea that actually the most powerful trainer are those two middle school girls and checks notes the pokebabysitter steve harrington 💅🏻

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 10:56 AM

I personally have never seen a Pokémon au fic before but dammit y’all really are tempting me to add it to the damn list

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:57 AM

👀

rat (babygirl Steddie truther) — Yesterday at 10:57 AM

I want a Pokémon fic bad id eat it up

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:58 AM

I’d totes help with that one pokemon aus are my fucking jam man

Kingdom Kai — Yesterday at 10:58 AM

DID SOMEONE SAY POKEMON

kesbird — Yesterday at 10:58 AM

YES

Kingdom Kai — Yesterday at 10:58 AM

HELLO YES I LOVE POKEMON AUS

Buff Muggin (Alpha Porn Roach) — Yesterday at 10:59 AM

Like I’m sorry but gym leader Eddie and Pokémon breeder Steve is something I 1000% need like PLEASE

Like I’m still thinking about the. Steve presenting Eddie with a newly hatched Impidimp that immediately climbs up Steve’s arm from his hands, onto his shoulder, to the top of his head while he just pulls at his hair and Eddie is like fuck im in love

Kingdom Kai — Yesterday at 11:05 AM

It evolves into a midnight form and is suddenly the biggest badass around

nyanmao — Yesterday at 4:40 PM

Steve is a pokemon magnet and doesnt really care about like whether pokemon are legendaries or not, like he's aware of what legendaries are but doesn't really think about it too much so when he sees a pokemon coming up to him, all that really matters is that it's cute or friendly so there are multiple times where people had to do a double take because like a mew is mixed into the bunch of baby pokemon he's feeding or he's walking his group of baby pokemon around and there's like a ho-oh just waddling along behind them

Kingdom Kai — Yesterday at 4:52 PM

Hi I need the first pokemon Steve ever picks for himself to be like, the ugliest eeakest little feebas ever and when it evolves into a badass militia literally everyone is like wtf

nyanmao — Yesterday at 5:32 PM

Feebas evolves by havign its Beauty condition raised to a high level so just imagine steve caring for its scales and feeding it high quality treats and constantly telling it how beautiful it is, all without even knowing that's how it evolves

#pokemon au #steddie #steve #eddie #Pokemon breeder!Steve #gym leader!eddie #pokemon #babysitter!steve

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maletofujoshi · 1 year

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This is something I’ve seen reposted verbatim and in general message (this screenshot is from a post made yesterday and tagged #funny) and like. Man. I don’t like this. I feel like when I see this the “maturity” is just. familiarity with conflict. I used to think I was mature for my age, and like, I might’ve been when I was yet younger, but. I literally was just able to recognize and avoid/suppress conflict. While on a surface level things like that can make a young person seem more mature, more often than not I feel like trauma at a young age just leaves people more aware of conflict but unable to comfortably or healthily navigate it. I worry a lot about the notion that trauma can “make someone grow up faster” because I don’t think that’s an accurate way to describe it at all. It feels dangerous to make it sound like it’s something that promotes growth. Not saying people can’t grow from negative experiences, just… idk i feel like more often that not the results of those things are just. Harder to work through. This is a joke sentiment but this idea that early trauma just matures you faster is. Shitty.

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friedloverballoon · 2 years

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This is the same person from yesterday who I reposted explaining why gender is not a social construct, going through brain sex and brain to body disconnect, all of that amazing stuff that apparently this person didn't know about. And also explaining that "of course all transgender people who come out now are doing it as a trend, but there are young kids who are" And this is the response I get, literally just saying shit, all stuff they already told me without any new sources or information after what I wrote, and then they blocked me, so I can't reblog it 😒

Just like mental illness has become a trend (it used to be a long time ago when everyone was calling themselves depressed, and now it's making a comeback with DID, autism, Tourette's, and more), and identifying as transgender or non-binary is strongly tied into that. Like the people who literally admit they're doing it as a trend, as a pretty obvious example. The responsible thing to do is to be honest about it, especially when it's hurting transgender people who are, y'know, not doing it as a trend and are just trying to live their lives.

And what on earth kind of argument is that? "so it is a social construct as people identify as different things with their gender […] non-binary, agender…" Non-binary isn't a social construct either, it's possible in brain sex as well. But you either are non-binary or you aren't, that's the catch that so many people don't like, especially the "non-binary lesbian man" crowd. And like I said before, some people believe the earth is flat and identify as flat-earthers. Does that mean the earth is flat? No, it doesn't 😭

"Seems to just be transphobia" is a ridiculous attempt at an argument, because it absolutely is not transphobia to say that being transgender is a real, biological thing. The more you throw around those accusations, the less weight they hold. And the idea that gender not being a social construct is "transphobia" doesn't make any sense, because who's being transphobic? Our brains? Scientists? God? And xenogenders are not under the trans umbrella because there is no "trans". No transition is involved in xenogenders, which are described as metaphorical ways to make sense of your gender, because unlike xenogenders, transitioning is not a metaphor. You do not transition to "metaphorically describe your gender", you do it to permanently live as the opposite gender.

And don't even try to hit me with that "you're helping out with more suicides", you will never see me harassing another user no matter how much I disagree with them. Perhaps you could first address the amount of "kys" sent to me by your group in the replies that you scrolled through multiple times in order to reply to me, that would be nice 💀💀💀

#anotha one

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wandaromanova · 2 years

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Comfort Zone

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: like… two swear words

A/N: hello! wow, it’s been a minute since i’ve posted, huh? truthfully, i started this fic weeks ago and added in a request i received at that time. i’m really rusty, so sorry if this fic isn’t up to par, but it’s great to be back. happy reading <3

anon requested: For the fluff requests. How about Nat x reader where r didn't get a jacket when they went outside and now they're cold and try to hide it but nat can see it so she gives r her jacket and says something things like "See I was right. It's cold you should've brought a jacket or a scarf or anything" while putting her jacket on r <333

Summary: Natasha had never strayed away from her comfort zone, that was, until she met Y/N L/N.

Word Count: 2.6K | navigation

please do not repost or try and take ownership of my work. reblogs, likes, and comments are always welcome. <3

Dating a former spy and current Avenger definitely had its perks, the biggest one being how attentive and caring your girlfriend tended to be. For the past two years, you’ve been in a serious relationship with the infamous Natasha Romanoff.

You were an intern at Stark Industries, working alongside Tony Stark himself in his lavish lab. You assisted the billionaire with various projects, the most notable task being the numerous upgrades to the Iron Man suit.

You were a bit of a genius yourself, having graduated from MIT just like Tony had.

Considering the fact that his lab happened to be located in the basement of the Avengers Tower, you got to see earth’s mightiest heroes on a daily basis. You had grown close to the team. You got especially close to the redheaded Russian.

It seemed as though every time you were in the lab, Natasha would pay a visit. At the time, you assumed she was there to converse with Tony, or perhaps she really had an interest in the technological processes it took to amp up the Iron Man suit. But you were very naive, to say the least.

To be fair, Natasha was very good at faking interest. The way she spoke with such grace, following along with your explanations and asking insightful questions, it was a really applaudable act she put on. So, after months of working in the tower, you were shocked when the redhead asked you out on a date.

You had gone through every conversation and interaction you had with Natasha, trying to pinpoint any instance where she had signaled or hinter to her attraction toward you, but you came up blank. Of course, you shouldn’t have been surprised; being discrete was part of her profession after all.

Looking back, you couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed. You’ll never forget the way your cheeks flushed red as Natasha smirked at you, finding delight and humor in your flustered state. However, despite the humiliation, you wouldn’t change a single detail about your relationship with the spy.

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Natasha, despite what she may think, was an amazing partner. She never failed to remember things about you, that oftentimes, you don’t even remember telling her yourself.

Comment on something cute that caught your eye at the mall? You’d come home from work the very next day, to your girlfriend with the aforementioned item in hand. She’d hold it out to you with a small, shy smile on her face.

“You said you liked it when we were out shopping yesterday, so I got it for you.”

You smile widely, a small chuckle falling past your lips as you approach her, taking the item out of her hand, and placing it down. Natasha let out a small gasp as you pulled her body flush against your own, arms wrapped securely around her waist.

“You didn’t have to do that for me, baby. But thank you.” You press your lips against hers, and Natasha doesn’t hesitate to reciprocate the action. Her arms instinctively wrap around your neck, nails gently caressing your skin.

“Yeah, I didn’t have to, but I wanted to. I literally had to fight a snobby teenager to get it since it was the last one.” Natasha spoke, her words muffled as her lips ghosted over your own.

However, you immediately pull back with wide eyes.

“You fought a teenager?” You tried and failed to hide the humor behind your voice.

“Well, I mean I didn’t actually fight her, but I was pretty damn close. Even after I told her I was an Avenger, she still didn’t back down.” Natasha groaned out and you couldn’t contain yourself. You burst out in laughter at her words, emerald eyes glaring at you.

“You seriously pulled the ‘I’m an Avenger’ card? Oh my god, that is too good.” You laughed even harder when your girlfriend slightly shoved you away from her, the smallest hint of a smile on her lips.

“Shut up! I wanted to get it for you and I did what I had to do.” A pout made its way to the redhead’s lips and your laughter slowly died down. You pulled her back into you, smiling when she didn’t try to move away, but instead, shoved her face into the crook of your neck.

“Well, now I appreciate the gift even more.”

“You better… I looked like such an asshole.”

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One time, you had asked Natasha to stop by the store after work to pick up some shampoo.

Normally, you went out and did the shopping for household necessities, but you had been busier than usual that week. It was a fairly simple request; just grab some shampoo.

But in all the years you’ve known the assassin, you learned that simplicity wasn’t her forte.

You were in the kitchen, quietly humming to yourself as relaxing music played in the background. You absolutely loved to cook, even more so when it was for your girlfriend.

However, your private moment was interrupted by your ringtone echoing throughout the space.

You lowered the heat on the stove, snatching your phone from the counter beside you, and smiled when Natasha’s name flashed across the screen. As soon as you answered, the sounds of shuffling and a small sigh met your ear.

‘Hey sweetheart, what’s up?” You asked casually, holding the phone between your ear and shoulder, deciding to continue cooking.

“Hi, I’m at the store right now and I need your help,” Natasha spoke with slight concern, and your eyebrows furrowed with worry. “What did you need help with? Is everything alright?” You stirred the steaming pot of food in front of you, when Natasha let out a hum.

“Did you want coconut or cherry blossom shampoo?”

The seriousness in Natasha’s voice nearly made you laugh, but you held back your laughter and responded.

“That’s what you need help with? You made it sound like someone was dying.” You shook your head in amusement, even if the redhead couldn’t see it.

“That didn’t answer my question, babe. Coconut or cherry blossom?” You let out a small giggle, unable to hold it back any longer when your girlfriend was being unintentionally funny.

“It really doesn’t matter, Nat. Just get whatever.” You answered her question, but Natasha wasn’t finished.

“What brand did you want?” Natasha’s confusion was evident in her tone of voice. You let out a small, amused sigh as you poured some paprika into the pot.

“The one we always get is fine, Natty.” There was a small pause and you assumed the redhead had asked everything she needed to, however, she spoke again before you had the chance to say anything.

“What kind did you want? They all say different things…” Natasha trailed off and you couldn’t help but smile at the sound.

You always loved her voice. There was something so comforting about her sultry tone that made you feel at home, especially when she’d hum random songs around the house.

Your thoughts were cut off when Nat’s voice rang through the speaker.

“There’s scalp care, keratin smooth, detox and nour- god! Who knew there were so many types of shampoo? It’s just shampoo, for fuck’s sake!”

Nat let out an exasperated groan and you wholeheartedly laughed this time around.

“Honey, you can pick anything! As long as it does the job, it’s alright.” Silence filled the call once more before Natasha responded. “Uh, okay I’ll just get scalp care because I know how sensitive your skin can be.”

You smiled widely when she said that. The way she paid such attention to the smallest details about you and kept them in mind despite the situation was heartwarming. She always had your best interest at heart, even while completing the simplest of tasks.

“Okay, thank you baby, but remind me never to send you out shopping again.” You chuckled, turning the stove off, feeling satisfied with what you had made. Natasha let out an audible sigh of relief.

“Yeah, please don’t make me do this again. It’s awful.” Movement could be heard on the other side of the phone, a muffled ‘excuse me’ followed shortly after.

“Okay, I secured the bubbles. Did you need anything else?” Natasha jokingly put on her ‘mission’ voice that you always made fun of her for.

“Nope. Now, hurry home, loser. Dinner’s ready.”

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As someone who has seen all kinds of action throughout her life, Natasha was no stranger to anything when it came to her work life.

Even as an Avenger, each mission seemed to be the exact same, with small differentiations. She always knew what to expect. Each objective was the same; take down the enemies and avoid civilian casualties.

There was never an instance where she had been fearful or nervous… until she met you. Natasha would step out of her comfort zone for you, something she never had to do before. This fact became evident to you the hour before Natasha met your parents.

“What should I wear? I have the black dress I wore on our first date, that should be good right?” Natasha panicked, frantically pushing around the clothes hanging in her closet.

“No, it’s too revealing. I can’t wear that, shit.” The redhead cursed to herself under her breath. You laughed, the bed creaking beneath you as you stood up.

“Baby, it just has a lower neckline. It’s perfectly fine.” You spoke softly, walking toward your girlfriend and wrapping your arms around her from behind.

“Yeah but it shows skin, Y/N/N. What if your parents think it isn’t appropriate. What if they think I’m not good enough for you?”

Natasha’s insecurity showed and it made your heart ache. You were the first serious relationship Natasha has ever had.

Her previous lovers failed to understand her, resulting in premature breakups. However, you knew the Russian better than she knew herself at times, and that made this occasion even more important.

You spun the redhead around to face you, her front pushed up against yours, as green eyes bored into yours.

“Natty, the only person who can determine whether or not you’re good for me… is me.” You met Natasha’s unwavering gaze that held uncertainty and fear behind them.

“And I happen to know for a fact that you’re perfect for me. No one is better for me than you.”

At your words of reassurance, Nat’s eye softened as she let out a small, shaky breath. She tilted her head slightly forward and connected your foreheads, kissing the tip of your nose gently before nudging it with her own.

“But… for the record, I definitely wouldn’t mind you wearing that dress. It’ll give me something to look at over lunch.”

Natasha slapped your face gently as she snorted, shaking her head at you with a loving smile spreading across her face that only you had the privilege to witness.

“Not a chance.”

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Spontaneity was one concept that Natasha never participated in. Her whole life had revolved around thought-out words and calculated moves. Her ability to assess situations was unparalleled. She mastered the art of anticipation, being able to see things coming from a mile away.

You, however, were the exact opposite. Despite being in a career field that required lots of methodical and analytical tasks, you were a very laid-back person. Your carefree nature was one of the many reasons why Nat fell in love with you.

And, knowing how much you love unpremeditated moments, she’d take you out on random dates, one in particular that you, nor her, would ever forget.

There was a common misconception about New York, it was the city that people with big dreams and ideas commuted to.

The media would talk about the beauty of the city lights and the bustling liveliness that never faltered. And although those things were true, living there was a completely different story. It was almost always raining, the temperature always cold.

When Natasha proposed to go out for dinner, she told you to bring your jacket, but you insisted that you’d be fine, which you definitely were not.

The meal itself had gone smoothly, conversing with the redhead over a glass of wine, leaning over the table as she held out a spoonful of her food to try.

At one point in the night, you both burst out in laughter when a waitress accidentally tripped over the leg of a chair, spilling water all over the ground. Of course, you had asked if he was alright when your giggling subsided.

When the night was over, the two of you walked home, to ‘take the scenic route,’ as your girlfriend had suggested. It would have been an idyllic experience if you weren’t absolutely freezing.

You unlaced your hand from Natasha’s, quickly shoving both of your hands into your jeans pockets. You tried to fight back the shivers that threatened to flow across your body. You tried to hide how cold you were, but of course, Nat saw right through it.

Natasha suddenly stopped in her tracks, confusion was written across your face as you stopped too and looked at her. “You’re cold.” Nat stated matter of factly and you immediately shook your head.

“Am not.”

“You’re shivering.”

“No. I'm just… shaking with excitement because the food was amazing.”

Natasha rolled her eyes at your antics. “I told you to bring your jacket or at least a scarf. You’re so damn stubborn.” She spoke with a faux annoyed expression, swiftly taking off her jacket and draping the material over your shoulders.

“Well… the jacket and scarf would have thrown off my aesthetic.” Natasha laughed at your words, and you couldn’t help but smile proudly, glad to evoke the sound from her.

She looked incredible as always, eyes shining as the glow of the streetlight above the two of you cascaded onto her smooth skin.

“Your aesthetic? What exactly were you going for, huh? The Ice Age?”

Nat laughed uncontrollably at her own joke as she put her arm around your shoulders. You let out a small huff, a pout making its way to your lips as you discreetly pushed your side further into her own, seeking out her warmth as you continued walking together.

“I hate you so much.” You grumbled out. “No, you don’t.” Natasha spoke confidently. You hummed as if you were thinking about what she said, before responding. “Yeah, you’re right, I guess.”

“When am I not?” Nat asked sassily and you rolled your eyes at her. “I think you’re hanging around Tony too much, his ego is rubbing off on you.” You commented and Nat snorted at your words.

A beat of silence passed, the only sound that could be heard were your footsteps against the pavement and the rustling of the wind. “What would I do without you?” You asked softly, a feeling of sentiment washing over you like a tidal wave.

“Freeze to death, apparently.” Natasha replied nonchalantly. And just like that, the cute moment you were trying to start was ruined, not that you were complaining though.

You playfully hit Nat on the shoulder as your combined laughter filled the night air, unable to contain yourselves. The assassin placed a soft kiss on your temple, the warmth of her jacket and body against yours pulling you into a serene state.

The remainder of the journey was quiet, and you couldn’t help but appreciate the moment and all the others you shared with your girlfriend. You knew that you could overcome any obstacle life threw at you, as long as she was right by your side.

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Request: "Hihi! Prompt no. 49 for inumaki toge pretty please? 🥰"

49. "Mine." "I know but can you let me go?"

↠ Pairing: Inumaki Toge x Reader

↠ Warning: none! Simply fluff, mention of Yuta!

↬ Word Count: 1k

↠ a/n: this is actually my first time writing about Inumaki and I gotta say, he fits the fluff content uwu

↳ from Go! Go! Gogatsu Event

"Tuna."

The used to be tamed, white ball of fluff— now wild upon waking up from his dream land. Inumaki wasn't really a morning person to begin with during his weekend breaks. Usually Panda would be the one to pull him out of bed alongside with Maki (and if Yuta were present, he'd be laughing from the back ground instead of helping the poor guy), luckily all second years were given some days to enjoy themselves and for once, they had agreed to postpone training since it was their routine even at breaks.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the lad was practically jumping in glee yesterday as he tugs onto your shirt. Wiggling his brows in excitement to have you sleep with him longer without further interruptions from the two and his teacher. Much like every one except Maki, they've gone back to their respective homes during these times rather than being cramped up in the dorms. Too many prying eyes to witness all of your private moments anyways. Pretty much explains how you and Inumaki slept back in your apartment which was still surprisingly clean as you left it.

Being the nonchalant looking guy and being the quiet one, Inumaki was not far from resembling to a feline animal. His head kept on nuzzling against your chest deeper in plead and comfort when you stopped scratching his scalp. Whenever you'd do that you catch a faint sigh and the arms wrapped around you squeezing. The little languages you've learned that meant gratitude and a silent whisper of love.

If only you could just see the annoyed mark on his forehead as he listens to you and your long time friend and comrade, Yuta. It was a real shocker to have him call you so sudden. Thinking it may be serious, you didn't hesitate to answer only to have Yuta just asking how things were in a cheery tone. That had led to a longer conversation though. Long enough for Inumaki to groan and whine gradually louder in hopes you'd just return back to sleep with him.

Oh you're mistaken. Yuta knows exactly what he's doing to push his buttons off. The used to be timid male now bold enough to ruin his friend's routine. Credits to Panda for initiating the idea and Maki, not wanting to deal with any of this, walks away from the conversation.

"Was that Inumaki? Hey man!"

"Okaka.."

Scoffing, his hands slid underneath your shirt, placing them on your sides. You glared at him softly as a warning before continuing your talk with Yuta. "Yeah, he just woke up. Not a morning person remember?"

"I'll say. Wait, am I interrupting something?"

His head shot up, nodding profusely while lightly shaking your body. It tickled your sides to be honest, you thought he was just playing around when in fact he desperately wants you off the phone this instant.

"Ah, no! He's just tickling me." coughing out a giggle. "Stop that." you whispered, covering your phone to avoid Yuta from hearing. Inumaki then pouts in defeat. Gently thumping his head on your chest trying to find the comfort he's lost on his spot. Squirming in discomfort, Inumaki whines once more. It was literally only 7 am, he still needes much more sleep after having a late movie marathon with you last night. He can get cranky if he needed to just to get what he wants. It worked on Maki a lot though it does earn him a smack on the head.

"Well, I can hear the guy's getting worked up."

"You sly little boy. You knew exactly what you were starting, didn't you?" whispering against the phone with your hand cupped over your mouth. Making sure your boyfriend wasn't listening, Yuta simply laughs and bids his goodbye to continue on his tasks.

And finally— finally you put your phone away. Ready to receive the much needed affection, but soon confusion was written all over his face when you attempted to get up. "Tuna?" peeping his eyes from below you. Asking why you were getting up. "It's morning, silly. We have to get up eventually you know." you say after giving him an eskimo kiss.

His brows visibly furrow as he tangles his legs with yours. He may not seem like it, but his arms are quite built enough to be able to hold you down. Inumaki was strong, and you know better than to underestimate or try the guy.

"Babe, aren't you hungry?"

"Okaka!"

He claims as he huddles himself close to you like a ball. He was at the verge of sleeping, why can't you read that? "Oh, poor thing. Alright, you sleep in while I go cook us up something for later, k?" still he doesn't budge from his position nor his hold wavering even as you pry him away. You bit back an adoring smile to see him like this. Maybe you should have Yuta annoy him again. You knew about his irritation whenever your friends would come around during your time alone. It was fun riling Inumaki up if it gets him clinging onto you.

"Okaka!"

"I know, i know, but can you let me go? I promise I'll be quick."

"No"

The room went silent. You didn't realize you were holding your breath and had already been squeezed tighter in his arms. That was the first time Inumaki spoke something out of his vocabulary. Much to your relief, nothing seemed to happened. Inumaki was still in the same status as he was now, even snickering a bit from your reaction before pushing his head up away from your chest to meet with your lips.

There were shivers that ran down your spine when his hand came up to rub you from behind. Coming to a stop on the back of your head to pull you in deeper. Though the kiss was short, his actions seemed to dawn on you more than he expected, seeing as you were speechless still.

"Mine."

He whispers lowly, you worry about the fact that he's said two things out of his language. It was a miracle nothing happened. And he wasn't coughing blood or something, no. He remains the same as ever, feeling ever so at bliss before closing his eyes at the feeling of your fingertips running through his hair soothingly. "I have got to tell Yuta about this." giggling madly at how flustered and light your heart was, you were only met with light snores before slowly closing your eyes in the arms of your sleeping lover.

Oh well, breakfast can wait.

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