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#it just keeps getting better and better 😭
soupangel · 3 days
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Gojo and reader go grocery shopping and come back home to cook their favorite dinner tgthr idk I just need some gojo fluff I miss him 😭
I hope you like it!
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You've had this date night planned for weeks, with Satoru being sent on so many missions and you being so busy with the second years it was difficult to make time for each other. You'd go to the store and pick up all the ingredients for dinner. Go home and make it together and watch a movie, a classic date night. 
Shopping with Gojo was always either fun or frustrating depending on what mood you’re in. No matter what you come in for he's always trying to put sweets in the basket. You missed that while he was away so this time shopping was fun. 
“y/n this flavor is new we have to get it!” Gojo says as he beams at you holding up the newest flavor of mochi he has yet to try, which you think is surprising given how much he loves the food.
You chuckle at how excited he is before saying “We can have it for dessert so hurry and put it in the cart I'm starving!”
He puts the mochi in the cart with the other ingredients and kisses your cheek as a thank you. You decided to make udon soup,and  since it was a bit cold today it seemed perfect. Usually cooking with Satoru in the kitchen is a bit difficult since he can never stay on his own assignment, always coming over to try to help you out. So in order to make cooking smoother you decide to turn it into a game. Usually the person to finish their assigned task first wins an extra piece of mochi, But Satoru has a different idea.
“You will be in charge of the broth and I'll be in charge of the noodles because we all know I'm better at making noodles than you.” Satoru says as he unpacks the grocery bags.
Your mouth drops open to let out a shocked laugh.
“That's not fair at all, I have to make the broth and you just have to boil some noodles? Nuh uh not happening.”
“Well then what are we supposed to do?” He pouts.
“You can do all the prep work and I'll cook the soup. How ‘bout that?”
He pretends to think for a second before agreeing to your plan. He can never say no to you.
While he preps all the ingredients you'll need, you talk to him about what he missed while he was away, what mischief Yuji, Megumi and Nobara got up to while their teacher was out of the classroom. 
While you cook he tells you about how his missions went, venting about how the higher ups need to start sending other sorcerers out because he can't keep doing all their work for them. It's getting exhausting. When dinner is done you both head over to the couch to watch Gojo’s favorite movie while you eat. You won't admit it to him but you actually kind of missed the shitty movies he'd put on.
You ended the night in each others arms feeding each other mochi, Gojo thinks this must be heaven.
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itsmealaiah · 2 days
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Headcanons of bill with a twaekwondo! reader
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Contains: nsfw and sfw headcanons, profanity, implied smut, light bdsm, she/her pronouns, AFAB reader, some smut, p in v sex
Request by @bkaulitzlover: Do you think you could write about Billy with a tkd girly?Just cuz I do tkd and thought of it.It could be anything tho,I don’t have much details so sorry.If you can’t or don’t want to that’s fine dw
I haven't done headcanons in a little while so i might be rusty 😔
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Sfw:
first, and foremost, he'd always go to every single one of your matches, and he would always try to make time for you. It wouldn't matter if he's busy or not, he will support you.
He'd help you learn new things if you're struggling with them, he has a pair of gloves that he'll use to practice with you.
You guys always cuddle after a match, win or lose. He'd be rubbing your back, whispering sweet nothings into your ear as you cry. "i-i thought i was gonna win billy" you whimper. "shh, you'll win the next one, I know it. Those refs were stupid"
Tom would stay far away from you, and he wouldn't tease you. He was scared of getting kicked 😭
Same with bill, when you guys would fight, he wouldn't go anywhere near you.
You wouldn't smoke or anything, and for good reason. You had to keep your body healthy and in shape, so bill would always smoke when he wasn't near you.
You introduced him to a lot of different foods, mainly healthy stuff. You didn't eat junk food much, and bill was surprised to say the least. "Not even doritos?" He gasped the first time he heard this. "not even doritios, that stuff isn't good for you, y'know"
You'd sometimes lecture him on eating junk food, and you would take it away. You'd replace it with something actually good for his body, not just his tastebuds.
Nsfw:
He's such a tease. He's whispering in your ear after you win a match, telling you all the dirty things he'd like to do to you when you get home.
You doing twaekwondo is even better. You are pretty flexible, so you can do any position bill wants with ease, and he loves it.
He'd tie you up with your belt, for sure. You'd always tell him to be careful with it, but he doesn't care. "you're doing so well in that class, you'll have a new one in no time, so it doesn't matter, does it?" he'd whisper in your ear, rocking into you slowly.
It would also be a blindfold sometimes. You gotta make the most of it cmon.
Sometimes, if you're into it, you'd have sex when you lose. He wouldn't force it onto you, and he would only do it if you weren't miserable or crying.
He's such a sweetheart though. He takes his time making love to you. He hates quickies, he prefers hours of long, meaningful sex instead of coming and being done.
He would put his all into being gentle when you lose. He doesn't want to hurt you anymore than you already are.
The belt would also be used for him sometimes when you top. Occasionally, he'd be too tired from a concert so you'd ride him or sit on his face, the belt wrapped tightly around his eyes.
He's very vocal in bed, especially when eating you out. "s'fucking good, love this pussy so much" he would moan into your cunt, his hands on both your hips.
He loves watching you come, it's just his personal thing. Something about your walls squeezing around him gets him so turned on.
Because you're so strong, you can literally just flip you both over with ease, and it shocks him everytime.
"shit, you could've atleast given me a warning baby" he would chuckle. "but that takes all the fun out of it" you'd smirk.
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harrysgal · 2 days
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I DIG YOUR CINEMA (4)
harry styles x yn aspiring filmmaker — social media AU
I am actually a little bit nervous about this part, so I hope you enjoy it.
About the smau: yn starts posting videos on youtube and is trying to build a career as a filmmaker. Things are going pretty well for her and she starts getting more attention when she creates content about shows she goes to. She’s also a fan of Harry’s music and some of his fans start getting suspicious when his team starts interacting with her.
Disclaimer: The story it’s set in 2021 and it will follow their relationship through the LOT leg in the US. Since this is nothing but fiction, I will be following some of the real timeline but also adding my own stuff. On top of that, I won’t be basing myself on Harry’s actual posts.
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PART 3 — DENVER // MASTERLIST
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I DIG YOUR CINEMA (PART 4) — THE VIDEO
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yourinstagram im sorry its taken me so long to show up. i thought time would give me the ability to find some words to say, but as it turns out im much better at telling things through a camera than through a pen (or a keyboard, in this case). when i posted my first video on youtube, all i wanted was to find myself again after finally getting free from a relationship that drained the fun out of me. making movies is something that ive always been passionate about, so i thought — why not? three months later, when i posted my first video at a concert, all i wanted was to tell the story of a woman who, after raising two kids and giving everything she had to make everyone around her happy and safe, finally had the opportunity to make one of her most “innocent” dreams (seeing shania twain) come true. fast forward to this week, as i post my latest video all i want is to tell the story of a man who has the entire world in the palm of his hand and yet lives his life as if he’s merely another ordinary soul on earth. what happens now, and what you do with this story (or with any other ive already told), its not up to me anymore. 
that all being said, thank you harry for trusting me with this story. it wasn’t mine to tell, but you allowed me to do it anyway and i’ll always be grateful for that. so, again, thank you. 
ok i will stop typing now. 
actually, im just gonna add that i hope you all enjoy this video as much as i do (but if you don’t, thats fair, and i’ll accept it just as much) 
ok, now im done :) 
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lookitsnyoh 👑👑👑👑👑 harryfan9 this was so much more than we’ve asked for 🙏🙏🙏 user1 its been almost 24 hours since you posted this video and im still 😲!! YOU’RE INCREDIBLE  user5 absolutely amazing! unexpected, captivating, touching… 10/10! yourbrother Kinda sucks that I don’t even feel like teasing you this time. I’m just proud.
↳ sisterinlaw Printed and framed already. ↳ yourinstagram … i dont even know what to say right now ↳ yourinstagram @sisterinlaw i’ll need a copy of that pls 
harryfan your mind is so brilliant im so in love with this and i know i speak for the entire fandom when i say: THANK YOU 😭
↳ harryfan5 no really bc we’re so used to getting practically nothing that she coulve just done anything and we would’ve still died… and yet she gave us THIS?  ↳ harryfan7 yn deserves the best in life period ↳ harryfan54 c’mon… it’s not THAT good
harrystyles 😲 so this was my story you were telling? 
↳ yourinstagram i kept my side of the promise, didnt i? you were supposed to keep yours ↳ harrystyles fair enough. you’re welcome x  ↳ yourinstagram 😌😌😌😌😌 ↳ yourinstagram thank you ↳ harrystyles you’re welcome x ↳ harryfan25 OMFGDSGFUAGFBH ↳ harryfan11 @yourinstagram @harrystyles sorry guys do you want us to leave you two alone?  ↳ harryfan51 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭  ↳ harryfan17 wdym you kept your side of the promise??? what did you promise????? what is it?????
harryfan10 pls we need more harry content already  user7 Don’t go missing again, we miss you here! 
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harrystyles I’m honored to say @yourinstagram has turned the beginning of this new chapter into a lovely short-movie, one you can watch right now on her youtube channel. 
Thank you Yn for being so caring and respectful about everything and everyone involved in this project. To watch this idea turn into reality has been nothing but inspiring. 
Welcome to the team, it’s too late to back out now. x
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bestfriend this moment is all mine. 20+ years of friendship are FINALLY paying off. 
↳ user3 you’re so unserious i love it fgajdujn ↳ yourinstagram im doing it just for you <3
harryfan5 noooooo I can’t do this my heart can’t take it pls stop 😭😭 harryfan23 I CANT BELIEVE YNS FIRSTS WORDS TO HIM WERE SHUT THE FUCK UP HAHAHAHAHA  annetwist What a wonderful job you’ve done dear @yourinstagram 🥰
↳ yourinstagram ❤️ ↳ harryfan54 🙄
harryfan66 who are you and what have you done to the real harry? 🧐
↳ harryfan14 for real tho lmao  ↳ harryfan74 yup. ive been saying it: another strategy just to get a random famous on harrys back. as usual.
harryfan9 NOT HARRY EXPOSING THE FIRST TIME THEY TALKED????
↳ harryfan3 and the fact that HE texted her first???  ↳ harryfan9 pls!!! molly gave me your nUmBeR 🤪🤪
harryfan15 oh you’re so sick for this AHDUAJHDJ  yourinstagram THOSE messages? REALLY???
↳ harrystyles I’ve been explicitly forbidden to post a picture with you so I had to improvise.  ↳ yourinstagram ok but did you also have to conveniently leave my next message out of it? ↳ harrystyles Yes x. 
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PART 5: FROM SAN ANTONIO
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mortifesboy · 7 hours
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IN WHICH Lewis hamilton has a secret husband
pairing Lewis x trans male reader
Smau
Fem blogs dni respectfully
Part 1 part 2 (here)
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f1 liked by y/nishere lewishamilton charlesleclerc landonorris carlossainz and others
charleslecerc welcome y/n !
user 1 OMG CHARLES
user 1 THEY ARE MARRIED ?!
User 2 BRO LOOK AT JYPS POST HE USE TO BE IN TWICE ….. T W I C E Belift needs to respect him
user 3 not even just married FOR 4 YEARS
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Jypentertainment welcome back to the jyp family liked by y/nishere twicetagram straykids leefelix changbin hyunjin, and others
y/nishere glad to be back ❤️
Twicetagram welcome back we’ve missed your presence in the studio
User1 they really did miss him
user2 yeah he was besties with momo and jihyo
Straykids welcome to the group !!
user 4 stop He’s going to do so well
User 5 felix was like his biggest fan I know he’s happy
user3 can we get a fuck belift
user4 FUCK BELIFT
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lewishamilton happy 4 years to the loml
Liked by twicetagram enhajake enhaniki enhasunoo enhaheesung enhajungwon enhajay enhasunghoon straykids charleslecerc landonorris y/nishere carlossainz and others
F1 congrats you two !! You are always welcomed here y/n!!
y/nishere I DIDNT KNOW YOU TOOK THHMAT PICTURE 😭
landonorris so this is the husband that you’ve been hiding
y/nishere you thought I was his wife 😭
Landonorris shhhh let’s not talk about it
charleslecerc mate you are done
enhajake so when are we meeting you
Y/nishere come to the hotel to meet him
enhasunoo WE ARE COMING JAY WAS SHITTING
enhajay LEAVE ME ALONE?
Enhaheesung your husband fine as fuck y/n do you need another one lewis ?
y/nishere back up???
Enhajungwon you can keep lewis ,y/n is mine I hope lewis can fight
Enhaniki those muscles ??? I think he CAN fight
lewishamilton damn right I can you better watch it jungwon
user1 lewis?????
User2 atp I wouldn’t be surprised if the entire group is fruity 😭
User3 not them fighting over y/n and lewis
user1 I can’t believe we thought this man was married to a woman
User2 belift is so stupid bruh y’all aren’t even dating y’all are MARRIED
User3 idk if I wanna be y/n or lewis
User4 ENHA,TWICE , AND STRAY KIFS ?! they really love him
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literary-motif · 9 hours
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WE NEED A PART TWO OF COLD, IT CAN’T END LIKE THIS😭😭😭
Cold II
Isaac Rhoades x Reader
“I’m sorry,” Isaac said in the morning, standing in the doorway of the now spotless kitchen and eyeing the cup of black coffee on the counter. 
Your back was turned to him as you put away the last of the pots. “Did you sleep well?” you asked politely but entirely disinterested as you did not wait for a reply, “What would you like to eat today?”
“Pickle—”
“What would you like to eat?” you insisted, not caring about your rudeness as you cut him off. Your blood was still boiling, hurt at the things he said morphing into anger.
It was just another betrayal after all. He was just like all the other people in your life, taking advantage of you and treating you like a thing — a discardable piece in the game they were playing. 
“Don’t interrupt me,” Isaac snapped, his patience dissolving as his frustration got the better of him. He was not used to people challenging him like this. He was not used to making amends and fighting for someone to stay by his side. “I’m sorry, I—”
You waited, but he did not have the words to continue. 
“I’m sorry,” he said simply, taking his cup of coffee and turning away. “I’ll be in the study.”
“Isaac,” you called, making him stop in the doorway. 
He turned to look at you, expecting to see understanding in your eyes and the soft twist of your lips that you had worn in the beginning while realizing the comfort of your life with him. What he found instead was a coldness he had not seen on you before. 
“What would you like to eat?” you asked dutifully, and he knew you did not care about his preference at all. You were asking because that was what you were supposed to do. 
A part of him relished that you had decided to keep working for him, evidently finding the life he could offer you more comfortable than your previous one. The other part was in shambles at the emptiness in your voice, hating himself for getting careless and ruining his relationship with you. 
“I don’t care,” he sighed, waving a hand in dismissal as he walked towards the study with a heavy heart. “Do what you feel like eating. I’m not picky.”
The silence in his house grew deafening again, somehow louder now that you were here. He used to close his eyes and just listen to what was no longer there. The quiet spoke volumes, reminding him painfully that the people who once filled this house with life were buried in the garden. 
When he closed his eyes now, he could hear you.
It was a different kind of pain, but one that did not hurt any less than the pain of loss. It reminded him that it was in his capacity to fix this. He could walk into the library adjoining the study and talk to you. He could make amends. He could get on his knees and beg you to forgive him for his insensitive words. He could, but he was still at a loss for what to do.
“What is it?” you asked, looking up from your novel tiredly to train your eyes on Isaac hovering in the doorway with his hand ready to knock.
“I need to talk to you,” he said.
You motioned to the seat beside you, shutting the book to look at him expectantly.
He sat, taking a moment to collect his thoughts. “I’m sorry—” he began.
You sighed, shaking your head and opening Dracula again. “I don’t want to hear it”.
“Listen to me,” he pleaded, taking your hand and making you look up at him, “Hear me out at least, please. I didn't mean it and I know that does not change that I said it but I had to. With people like Vic, I need to put up a certain front to maintain my image. It’s necessary in my line of work, alright? I hate it, but I have to do it to survive in this world and I know I should have told you first, I should have warned you but I— I thought it wouldn’t be necessary.” 
“Now you listen,” you said, sitting up properly to look him in the eye, “I don’t care what you think you have to do because of how elite you think you are, got that? I’ve been looked down on my entire life. I’ve been treated worse than trash and left to die in an alley. If you think I’m deterred by you calling me a pet or a plaything or whatever else then I can assure you that I’ve been called worse things than you can imagine.”
Isaac looked at you with heartbreak in his eyes. 
It was easy to forget your past when you smiled at him with such gentleness. 
The kindness with which you treated him after your initial hesitation and doubts had been heartwarming. Your curiosity and boldness made him need to suppress a smile more times than he could count, and the helpfulness that no amount of disappointment and betrayal had managed to burn out of you made him wonder if his bitterness at life was justified.
“So if you’re apologizing,” you said, “then you better be apologizing for making me believe I could trust you and throwing that back in my face while having a laugh with your colleague. You made me believe you were different, but you’re just like everyone else. It was cruel of you to give me hope, so no, I don’t care about your apology. I don’t forgive you and I won’t for a while.”
Isaac nodded. “Is there anything I can do to earn back your trust?” he asked, searching your gaze.
You thought for a moment. “Stop dehumanizing me, no matter who you’re talking to. I’m your housekeeper, not your possession. The rest will take time, so I suggest you show me the person behind the front you put up for work.”
“I will. I’m sorry.”
“That’s good,” you said, returning to your book. “We’re good, then. We will be, with time.”
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lovebvni · 3 days
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holaaa!! (dr rant + just an appreciation post)
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(TW SLIGHT HINT TO GROOMING)
soo i’m shifting soon and i decided that im going to make my first album when i get there (LIKE START JT, DUDE. START IT. IM SO EXCITED) there’s going to b an ep i’m going to finalize when i get there and it will be released on the 26th of the month i get there (as it is kinda a diss on a MAN who was 26 when we dated… i was a minor still.)
i’m also gonna make a family tree because i’m really bored (and i also kinda js wanna see all my siblings yk? im gonna draw them all soon bc like AUGH AJAJDKDJ I MISS THEM!!!)
omgz i’m so excited dude!!
(appreciation below!!)
also i saw billie eilish in my dream last night. one of the funniest and sweetest people i know 😭 SHARK WAS ALSO IN THAT DREAM HES SO SWEET ‼️‼️ god i wish i could hug them today, just right now. yall don’t understand how much billie and finneas have been through together, and im so proud of how far they made it. i love you both, and although you won’t see this post in this reality, i know you will when we r together :DDD u guys make me so happy, so inspired, and just a better person overall. also huge thank you to billie in helping me with directing my music videos and being featured in one of my favorite songs — ripple effect. thank you finneas for just 😭 for keeping her alive, giving her a passion, and being so protective and supportive of her.
i’m so excited to b friends w both of them n js talk to them daily — it’s so fun.
i’m also super duper excited to meet one of my closest friends — nile — in person finally!!!! it’s been like 3 years of shifting together, and i know she’s excited too. i know she’s reading this, btw so i love u sm nile and thank u for being such a great and perfect friend throughout this whole journey. i truly don’t think i would still be kicking without you. i owe you the world, and i know you’re going to be blessed with many MANY things in the coming months, and the years following will be some of your best, but that’s only a taste of what is truly to come.
i’m so proud of you, and i’m also so round of everyone that has been clinging onto shifting even though it hurts. i’m always here for you. i love you all so so much. i want the best for you, and i know you’re going to get it. i’m always here to help in ANY way i can. ask me anything, i promise you i will answer with the wisdom God and the universe has given me!!
i cannot express my gratitude to my father, loki, enough. i don’t know how to even put it into words. he’s been there at my hardest, he’s been there at my best. i don’t think i would actually even be this far without him either. he’s one of the silliest and sweetest people ive ever met. i can’t believe he’s my FATHER you guys!! ITS SO COOL AUGHH
i also have so many people here i need to thank, there’s more that i can think of right now but just know i love and appreciate every one of you guys.
staring with @smellofemale!! you were such a sign when i met you. i don’t think i’ve met a christian shifter — you’re the only one i still talk to if i have! im just so so sooo blessed to have met you. i don’t know what to say, dude! i love you so much. you’re so sweet, so kind, and so inspiring. i love you!
@eneablack although you’re one of my newest friends, you’re another really really inspirational one. you’re so open about your struggles with shifting, even though you’ve had success time and time again. it shows me and many others how shifting sometimes is a hard thing to get used too, even with successes under your belt!
@daisys-reality! if you don’t know them, FOLLOW IMMEDIATELY PLEASE OMGGJAJSN she gives some of the best and most accurate readings i could ever ask for. also her drs (specifically her mermaid one) have inspired me so much!!
@kanachaka UR AO COOL BRO I JS LOVE SEEING UR POSTS AJSJDKDJD
@kazylynn i love u sm!! u rlly show me i can be an inspiration to others, and that’s something i’ve hoped for all my life. i want to be a good, helpful person — and i love you for showing me i can be.
@babybearthepsychic a few months ago you gave me a free reading that was just so accurate and so real. i don’t know if i would still be on this spiritual journey without it, because i was at one of my hardest points then. i cannot believe how just truly accurate and kind you are. i love you so much, you’re doing amazing. i wish i could give you the biggest hug, and i could donate like a million dollars to u rn but i literally don’t have a job 😭
@zipperrants i don’t think i rlly need to explain this… dude i thought u we’re so cool even when u we’re js interacting with @maddies-chronicles and i rlly wanted to interact w u so bad but i was so so scared bro!! and thank u hale for giving me the opportunity to meet them!!
@accidentalshifter YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW MANY PEOPLE U REPRESENT IN THIS RESLITY — YOURE ONE OF THE FIRSR ADULT SHIFTERS I SAW ON HERR AND IM SO SO SO SO SOOO FUCKING HQPPY YOURE SO OPEN ABOUT IT! you’re just so free and it’s beautiful. i love you so much
and there are so many more but i just.. im gonna cry i love you all tooo much.. please know u all mean so much to me and i can’t wait to tell u so many stories when i get back, and help u guys shift. i am working so hard to post more, and i pray this post can help me become more active.
so so so much love, to everyone in this community, you’re so wonderful. may the gods bless you.
so much love, peace and joy
the abyss
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Penance Chapter 2 Teaser - Full Chapter coming 6/12
Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!Powered!Reader Teaser Words: 1,716 Chapter Warnings: Swearing, a little bit of angst, some fluff, mentions of death, mentions of injuries, mentions of canon violence Summary: ❝Thesus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. Thesus: Stain them. I don’t care.❞ It’s been a month and a half since Crane’s reign of terror was stopped, leaving Gotham to finally return to normal. But, what is normal? After everything Jason and you have been through, it seems normal might be some unobtainable dream state. But that’s not going to stop either of you from trying and maybe, you’ll get lucky in the end. At the end of it, the two of you have suffered enough, right? Right? A/N: I'm having problems with my taglist?? I'm trying desperately to get it to work properly so please bear with me lol I'm always going to post some sort of update when this fic will be posted just in case so you can search my blog under "penance" if you haven't been tagged in anything in a week!! A teaser or chapter will be posted every week!! You can add yourself to the tag list below, ask me to be tagged, or you can follow my library blog @jasntoddslibrary  and turn on notifications if you prefer that!! I love feedback, I swear it keeps me posting on a weekly basis 😭
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Jason heads out to find Tim, daunting his Red Hood gear and helmet. The drive isn’t too far from his safe house but it is raining tonight, on and off. Yesterday was nice, warm and no rain. It's a bit of a depressing contrast between the two days. The street lights reflect off the wet pavement and Jason isn't entirely sure what he's going to do when he gets there. All he knows is Tim will probably need help and he'll just take it from there. It's not exactly how he wants to approach any situation but he's not sure what Tim will even be doing.
Jason pulls up to a building across the street from an alley where some, surely, illegal deal of sorts is going down. Apparently, Tim is supposed to be here eventually so Jason parks the bike in the dark of his alley before he uses a grappling hook to get to the roof of the building just so he can see better. And then he waits.
Meanwhile, you've made your place on the roof overlooking the alley with the van, knowing this is where Tim will be. And you can’t help but feel excited to see him. You miss him a lot even if it is a little hard to be happy it's under the circumstances of Robin. There's also the bit of dread and excitement over seeing Jason, working with Jason.
Seeing him means there's going to have to be some sort of conversation over the two of you being unable to pick up a phone and call each other. There's going to be some sort of conversation about everything that happened. It's going to bring back all of the pain all over again. Will you even be able to pick up where you left off? Or will you fall into an awkward dance where you both just fumble over each other until Tim leaves? Or will it be worse? But, seeing him, being around him, always felt the most like home and you really hope he's okay and happy. You're excited just to see how he's doing.
You're laying on your stomach to take cover while you watch over the ledge but your fingers tap wildly against the pavement at the thought. It’s the hope this goes okay, that he doesn’t hate you. That Tim is happy to see you both. That Tim doesn’t get killed in the first five minutes of being Robin. Excitement, dread, and anxiety flood your system. Why did you agree to this?
Commotion starts from below you and you see Tim on the top of a car while the goons are loading their van. Even in the low light, you can tell the suit is a little different than Jason's and Dick's. The cape definitely is with its jagged edges and it's longer. It fits him actually. You stand on the edge of the roof, grappling hook in hand and knife in the other, ready to slide down the second things get out of hand. 
Tim handles himself okay at first but then they outnumber him and they’re faster than he is and better. You know Tim has had a few training sessions but by the looks of it, they could not have been very long or helpful. Things start looking pretty bad for him so you use the grappling hook to lower yourself down but before your feet even hit solid ground, shots ring through the alley, taking out one of the men and then the other. Just as your feet hit the ground, you nail the last one with a knife, turning to face down the alley with your arms crossed. And there he is, walking confidently with a gun in hand.
Of course, he beat you to it.
Jason's eyes widen behind his helmet. He did not expect to see you tonight. Kind of like last night, seeing you throws him off. It's a bit jarring somehow. Gotham might be a big city but you travel in the same circles, it was bound to happen. Just...two nights in a row seems...odd.
“I had that covered.” You state through your mask.
Jason can taste his heartbeat in his throat as he keeps closing the distance between you. Your mask always muffled your voice a little but it's still his favorite sound. He can feel his cheeks burning and a smile desperate to cross his lips. Jason bites it back, trying to keep his composure.
“Where the fuck did you even come from?” Jason quips back.
You point to the roof. “Clearly. And you?” You question, keeping your voice flat and curious, trying to conceal your own nerves.
Jason points a thumb over his shoulder. “Clearly.” He echoes as he stands next to you.
It all clicks then, this was definitely a setup by Dick. Of all fucking people, Dick Grayson is doing this shit? Jason swears up and down this is getting ridiculous. Bruce, Molly, Gar, Dick? They are all trying to get them to communicate and...maybe they have a point even if Jason never wants to admit it. Not when two of those people are Bruce and Dick. But, he can’t focus on that or how this is sending his head into a tailspin.
He needs to help Tim which means he can't let his feelings for you get in the way even if ignoring them is one of the hardest things he's ever done. He has to act normal and like being next to you doesn't make him want to explode. He needs to keep his cool, keep the smile from ripping apart his lips because even if this is a setup and he should be mad, he misses you so fucking much it physically pains him. He can't find himself to be mad because you'll never abandon Tim so even if you don't speak to Jason while you help him, at least he gets to see you as you. Like old times even if it doesn’t last and for that, Jason is happy.
Jason reaches behind his head, releasing the helmet before he takes it off and you swear you swallowed your heart. He looks so good. “Who the fuck are you supposed to be?” Jason calls, eyes locked on Tim and you think you've melted at the sound of his voice.
His voice is somehow better than you remember it. A little calloused, a little rough, but not too deep. It always fit him so well and you've never been so thankful to have a mask that covers the lower half of your mouth because your lips are curling into the most uncontrollable smile. Every piece of reservation you had about seeing him completely flies out of the window.
Jason Todd has always had his type of gravitation pull like a planet lost in the universe and you've just been sucked right back into it.
You miss him so fucking much.
Tim looks down to his chest, right at the R symbol before he looks back to Jason. “I’m Robin.” Tim states as if Jason should have known.
The subtle hint of a smile comes over Jason’s lips seeing someone else in the Robin suit. It’s weird because it almost feels…hurtful. It hurts a little seeing someone else in a position where he was, not in a jealous way but in a way that he is reminded that was him. He was Robin and he fucked up and now he’s not. It hurts in the way he’s reminded of it being ripped away from his bloody hands. The suit is different, Jason clocks almost every difference in the first few seconds but it is similar. Jason was beaten to death in something similar with the same mantle. There’s almost this part of him that even worries about it. Robin didn’t work for Dick. He didn’t die as Robin but it didn’t work for him. Jason was killed. Where’s that going to leave Tim?
On the other hand though, there is something about someone else taking up Robin that feels good. Jason died but Robin didn’t. Robin never had to die with Jason and he shouldn’t. The people need a Robin and he doesn’t really know Tim but you do and Gar does. He trusts you both and Tim looks thrilled to be here. It’s a mix but there is something kind of nice seeing the resurrection of Robin.
“Hey.” You chime as you walk closer to him.
Tim’s smile splits his face. “Hey, how’d you know I’d be here?”
“Molly tracked you the second a Robin showed up. Knew it was you.” You laugh softly before you pull him into a gentle hug. “You should have told me.” You say as you pull away, your hands coming to his shoulders as you look over the suit, noticing all the difference between this one and Jason’s.
“Yeah, I thought I could handle this.” Tim chuckles sheepishly, realizing he was a little in over his head tonight but not lacking in any of his confidence to do this job. 
“Clearly, you were wrong.” Jason closes the distance between you. “You’re lucky we showed up when we did.” Jason stands right beside you as you drop your hands from his shoulders, maybe you looking over the suit makes him want to chew his tongue out of his mouth.
“Yeah, I got that.” Tim nods his head. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” The smile reaches your eyes as you beam back at Tim.
Jason’s eyes narrow at you slightly. You seem awfully happy. He knows Tim is your friend but you just seem overly happy or maybe he’s in his own head about it. He just remembers that day picking you up from Titans Tower and it was...similar. It's like he's getting stabbed in the chest and the base of his throat knowing you were not happy to see him tonight. The very thought of your feelings disappearing makes him feel like his rib cage might collapse on itself. So, he pushes it away as far as he possibly can and bites back his own words, trying to just be relieved you look happy instead of pissed off Dick set you up. He’s just thankful you haven’t run away. Yet.
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duckiemimi · 3 days
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i wonder if gege's biggest problem (likely bc of the push to prolong jjk) is that they just threw out the original storyline the second the gojo vs sukuna fights started. i mean, there were definitely problems with the ever expanding cast and spreading them all too thin still, but (as someone who's only loosely been following the leaks since a little after gojo's death) the entire story feels so meaningless now 😭 the build up for everything gojo wanted holds no meaning and i get that gege hates gojo for overshadowing the other characters but like⎯excuse my lack of knowledge about manga culture⎯gojo's been the main character ever since megumi was taken over. yuji's been sidelined for so long and even yuta⎯who's ridiculously powerful and the only special grade in his generation, i believe⎯not making a difference just leaves the story falling flat.
(also: i've never understood the whole push for gojo to be front and center just bc he's the most popular. the mc is *rarely* the most popular character in a manga⎯bakugou (and even sometimes todoroki) overshadowed deku so much in bnha but the story still managed to center deku as the main character. i think people give gege a little too much credit for this⎯it just feels like bad writing or an attempt at fanservice when they write gojo like *this* when they're clearly sick of him.)
(also x2: literally none of the characters have a purpose anymore and sukuna's just screwing around so there's no one with a strong enough narrative left.)
(also x3: shoko deserved better. but that's a whole other rant.)
i think that's possible actually, considering how well-anticipated (and prematurely hyped up) the gojo vs. sukuna battle was! and it was a long and drawn out battle, too, so i have a feeling that was done out of request from publishing (or a third party) rather than something gege actually wanted to linger on!
the culling games to me read like an exploration in worldbuilding. remember when kenjaku started talking to and dealing with world leaders and when the US army (failed to) intervene at one point? it seemed like gege was playing with the boundaries of the jjk universe and while it was messy and convoluted at times, it was still pretty enjoyable for me! it felt like a writer who still wanted to write. it's a shame that gege took on more than he could chew, because there were so many aspects that could've been built upon, even if it would've been inconsequential to the ending message of jjk.
this arc...felt like something owed. to who, i could only guess, but it doesn't read like something he was excited to write. ever since gojo got unsealed (another well-anticipated scene), things have become rather stale. and that's probably why we have an influx of polarizing scenes—to get us to keep reading. gojo being brought up constantly (even after his death) also seems like a request or a push from publishing (or a third party). like you said, it feels like fanservice. (which is so demeaning to a creator, especially if it's put above all else.) i think he's too tired (and now he's sick) to actually attempt to properly tie everything he wrote together, let alone do anything about characterization! which is just such a shame :')
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icequeenlila · 1 day
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Context: Max overhears a conversation between Bradley and his father.
Max was sure, as bad as this was, Bradley probably chose to keep quiet for a reason. Interfering would likely only make things worse.
“What? Nothing to say?” Max wondered how a parent could use a tone so vile with their own child. “I have told you time and time again to look at me when I am speaking to you!”
There was that aggression again. Max’s feet twitched, knees bending, ready to jump into action. If the guy tried something again, Max would get involved. Damn the consequences.He watched Bradley ball his hands into fists until his knuckles turned white. There was a slight tremble to him. He was fighting it but there was no use. Slowly, carefully, he lifted his head, facing his father.
Max’s eyes went wide now that he got a better look on Bradley’s face. There were tears in the boy’s eyes.
Bradley’s mouth was pressed into a tight line. He was standing straight, chin high and in strong contrast to the expression on his face.
“He cries”, his father sneered. “Of course he cries. He always cries.”
Bradley just stared at him, biting the inside of his lower lip. He didn’t say anything in return, only jumped slightly when his father’s voice grew more agitated with every word, he spoke.
“Just like your mother. Always unhappy, always in tears.” His hand was twitching. Max knew what would happen next.
“Like you don’t have everything you could ever asked for. Stop it! You are my heir! You are who’s going to continue my empire once I cease from this world! Stop the floods.” He raised his hand. “I said stop- “
“There you are!”, Max called from across the hall, big smile on his face. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you, mate!”
Bradley’s eyes went wide when he saw him approaching. There was a lot happening inside his face in a very short amount of time. Max saw shock and relief, but first and foremost Bradley looked ashamed. Bradley stared at him, cheeks growing a fiery red, unshed tears finally spilling over in a single, silent drop.
Max knew he should dislike him. That he had the right to. But how could he when Bradley looked this broken?
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Good Luck, Babe! on ao3
(I literally couldn't find a good pic of Bradley. Someone on the animation team must've hated him. He's sooooooo ugly in the movie.😭
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not-5-rats · 2 days
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"Do you think we're together in every universe?" (Yuurivoice boys)
((these are long af, I didn't mean for them to be so long 😭)) ((Contains: Alphonse, Charlie, Auron & Faust))
Alphonse:
They were in the shop, Al was stacking shelves as Boo sat on the counter. They had been out that day, had a little special day together. Chill morning in the house, went out for lunch, went on a long walk past the park and deep into the forest (they got quite lost) but ever since lunch Boo had been oddly quiet...like something was on their mind. Al however knew better than to question their silence, they did this sometimes and would tell him what was to when they needed to
"Sweetheart?"
Their voice was projected so that he could hear them (they were at opposite ends of the room) but it was still hushed, they were distracted
"Hm? You good over there Boo?"
"Yeah, just, do you think we'd be together in every universe?"
He looked over at them and smiled softly, putting down the boxes in his hands he made his way over to the counter and gently held their hand, giving them a soft kiss on their forehead
"Course we are Boo, you ain't escaping me in any universe"
Charlie:
Casper was sat on the couch with Charlie on the floor between their legs as they gently braided his hair, a film playing in the background (though neither of them were paying any attention) and an empty pizza box balancing on the arm of the couch. It had been...a long day, to put it simply, for both of them and they just wanted to rest for a few days so here they were. Neither of them were saying much, but every now and then one of them would blurt out some random shit before falling back into silence, until Cas remembered something they'd pocketed earlier
"Charlie, I've got a question"
They stopped braiding and moved their hands under his chin, tilting his face up so that their eyes met. Charlie made a noise to say that he was listening
"D'you think we're together in every universe?"
"Cas...if there's a universe where we ain't together then I feel bad for me...em..him? Charlie- of that world?"
Cas giggled and so did he, they ducked down and planted a kiss between his eyes before going back to braiding his hair
"I know what you mean my love, I know what you mean"
Auron:
Rook had been working late...like super late. They had only left when Auron dragged them out (almost literally dragged), he had taken them back home and was gonna make them some dinner to make sure they ate. He was cooking and they were sat on a counter at the other end of the kitchen, half-awake as they yawned and rubbed their eyes.
To try and keep them awake Auron had been asking Rook about their day, what their morning had been like, what work they'd got done, etc anything really. Rook was exhausted, their mind tried to focus on whatever they were talking about but they were struggling and their mind began to wander. That's when they asked
"Auron...do you think we're together in every universe?"
He glances back at them before putting down the knife he was using, rinsing his hands and walking over to them. He cupped their face gently as he spoke
"Well Rookie that goes against the idea of infinite universes, so no not all of them"
He paused, they couldn't lie, they were kind of disappointed with his answer but he had more to say. He gripped their hands with his own free one before continuing
"But that just makes me appreciate you so much more, because I could have been born into any of the countless universes yet I was fortunate enough to be born into one where I found you and we do get to be together"
He kissed their hands then went back to cooking
Faust:
They hadn't seen each other in person for such a long timeeee (it was like two weeks) Star had been sick and didn't want to risk infecting Faust, then they had to go visit family so they hadn't been able to see each other. It sucked, Star loved seeing Faust and yeah talking over face time and streaming together is fun but it's not the same. They missed him and had been thinking alot about him, how much he meant to them when an idea popped into their head.
They were finally in a room together, they were at Stars house in their room. Faust was sat on the edge of Stars bed with Star moving from their chair, to beside him, to behind him with their legs wrapped around him, repeat (hc that Star is a very fidgety/movey person). They were rambling about anything they could think of, asking Faust a bunch of questions (just cause they wanted to hear his voice lol), and just making sound cause of how happy they were. Faust complained about it but honestly he was just happy to see them about again and knew this was them showing that they were happy to see him.
"Sooooo do you think we're together in every universe?"
He rolled his eyes, crossed his arms and looked over at them
"What kind of question is that? You a philosopher now or something?"
They sat down beside him, gave him a pout and prodded his arm
"Shut up, just answer the question...please :3"
He sighed and leaned his head onto their shoulder, trying to hide the smile that was forming
"I don't know why I would choose to be with you in any universe...yet here I am...so sure I guess we might be"
((I'll do more if people want :3))
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beneathsilverstars · 19 hours
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i don't think siffrin's memory problems would Always get in the way of playing board games that require remembering your own strategy, but i do think that the possibility would freak them out which would cause the problems? like it's his turn and he's like ookay time to continue my strategy. i remember my strategy right? right?? it was high treasures and then trash extras right. or. or was it medium+high treasures and lots of plus draws this time. um my deck looks kinda small so maybe the former?? but wait this is still early game so ofc it's small. but . wait. hold on. what cards are we even playing with again. ISABEAU WHICH CARD DID I BUY LAST TURN 😭😭
although. now that i mention it. isabeau carefully keeping track of siffrin's turns so he can jog their memory would be so cute.
wait or they can literally just give siffrin a little notebook to take strategy notes in. yay accessibility!!! and he doesn't even end up needing to take very many notes but/because having it there helps him feel better <3
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okay like i know we all joke (?) about kafka's kaiju form being a biblical need but at the end of the day i just love human kafka and his lil stubble and his cute tummy and his adorable grin. he's just so boyfriend material i wanna smooch him 😭
A/N ::: Good God, Bri. You don't know what you've started with this ask. I went a little off script? Unhinged? Idk ... somewhere along the lines of quite unwell for this man. Like, it's not cute anymore. It's getting really close to psychiatric intervention (at my request) 🤣
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I would look forward to the times I got to wake up in the morning, hopefully next to him because nothing in the night pulled him away from me. I'd be so happy to get out of bed and do morning stuff with him. Maybe showering - and it doesn't even have to be anything sexual (but hello???). Just that closeness.
And yeah, his soft, wet tummy pressing against your wet body. Both of you sliding against each other as you talk about silly, inconsequential things like what you dreamt about or what you want to have for lunch today. While you're shaving his chin, prepping him for the day, he is already thinking about showing up where you're at and surprising you with something that you said you were craving a week ago, but you haven't mentioned since because things have been so crazy that you barely have time to breathe, let alone think about what you're going to eat that day.
When he does show up with food, you see him walking across the parking lot and you run out to meet him and jump into his arms. You both just stand there on the sidewalk, clinging to each other. Talking about how much you missed him and how lucky are you to have such a great man that listens to your blabbering and takes notice of when you say something that you want/want to do.
He feeds you the first bite because he wants to see when the flavors hit your tongue and your face lights up (he moves his hand away a lot faster than you do when you take a bite of something). The look on your face is nothing short of orgasmic - but he just laughs at the joy you're expressing over something as innocuous as a bite of food. That's what makes him the happiest - when something so simple can bring you such contentment.
And when it's time for him to go, you walk hand in hand to where he's parked, and he pushes you against the door of his car and he smooshes himself against you and puts his forehead against yours and thanks YOU for letting HIM bring you lunch. He talks about how much he loves that he can do little things like this - ok, too far? Idk. I'm in complete Lala-land over this man.
And he wraps that discussion up with a sweet, slow, soft kiss to your lips that leaves you kind of breathless. It's not the usual kiss he gives you when you're saying goodbye in the morning or hello in the evening - unless he's trying to sway your disposition.
But this kiss is almost a promise that better things are to come.
Staying true to his unspoken word, you walk in the door and all of the lights are off. In electricity's place, there are candles lit and scattered all about the living room. Something smells really good but it's not food.
It's Kafka. He's wearing a cologne he tried a couple of weeks ago when you were out at the mall. He tried it and wore it very well that day - really, for the next 8 hours after he put it on.
In those hours, you couldn't keep your hands or mouth off of him, much to his surprise/pleasure.
He heard the front door close, and you call out hello to him and he came from down the hall. Your eyes met; you noticed right away his brow was quirked in a suggestive way.
You were on him like white on snow and you had the best end to an already amazing day.
I WOULD GIVE UP SO MUCH TO HAVE THIS MAN BE MY BOYFRIEND. Goddamn it, I love him so much.
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deeyaacademia · 2 days
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june 07, 2024. | 03/100 days of productivity.
my legs have been so dead because of the gym I HATE IT SO MUCH but i will have to push through and will not stop (please send help)
i've been trying to eat healthy, sleep enough, find time for reading and working on my novel and maintain my jounal and i'm feeling so burnt out. i can hardly keep up with the ca classes and catching up on the backlog that i have zero time for any hobbies and if you know anything about me, is that I LOVE MY HOBBIES SO MUCH!!
yes, well that is making me upset but i just need to manage my time better and focus on one thing at a time (it's very hard).
never mind, today was okay-ish as i did all my classes, went to the gym (in pain) and even watched two old lectures of accounts and made notes for law!! YES FINALLY GETTING BACK ON TRACK.
hopefully i'll start stats from tomorrow because i've been hearing it's quite hard and i'm scared to begin 😭
also, i am watching bojack horseman currently and i've never felt so seen in my life. he is me, i am him. i also love diane <3
with love,
deeya.
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howdoyousleep3 · 2 years
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Part 2!
James winced as he watched his lover arch his back so far it popped loudly in the quiet of the hotel room. The younger man had been hunched over his laptop for the better part of three hours, barely moving, and now he was paying the price.
“C’mere, baby,” James held out a hand from where he was currently supine on the bed. “lemme give a back rub, that sounded like it hurt.”
Steve murmured in agreement and eagerly crawled up the bed, tossing his shirt aside before sprawling on his front, pillow tucked under his chin. James swung a leg over narrow hip and began pressing down on Steve’s spine with just enough pressure to make the column crackle softly. Steve moaned happily, melting further into the mattress.
“Feel good?”
“Mm’yeah.”
“Did you have a good day, baby?”
Steve nodded again, eyes closed, skin warming under James’ touch. He was tired enough that he didn’t fight the gentle drift of cotton candy flowing into his brain. James almost let it happen, let Steve fall under, so sweet and soft and perfect...
But they needed to talk about today. And the possibilities for the future. He leaned in close and pressed a gentle kiss to Steve’s cheek. “Open your eyes, sweetheart,” he urged softly. “I wanna talk to you about something.”
Steve grumbled out a protest, burying his face in the pillow he held close.
“I promise I’ll finish the massage as soon as we’re done talking,” James chuckled, shifting off his lover, making him grumble again. “Please, Stevie?”
After a few more noises of displeasure and some unhappy squirming, Steve finally rolled onto his side and glared at James. “What?”
James gave a sharp look of reprimand, and Steve immediately dropped his eyes in apology.
“What did you think of meeting Mr. Rogers and Bucky today?” James asked, relenting his gaze.
Steve blinked in surprise, but rallied quickly. “They seem nice,” he said, fingers absently working one of the corners of the pillow. “Mr. Rogers is kinda intimidating, like you were at the start. His smile is kind, though. And Bucky loves him, and Bucky’s cool, so Mr. Rogers must be, too. And he’s your friend. That means I can trust him, right? You’re picky with your friends.”
“So you like them?”
“I mean...as much as I can with how little I know them?”
James nodded in concession. “That’s fair. One meeting isn’t enough to get a full read on someone. But you said you could trust Mr. Rogers because I trust him, right?”
Steve’s eyes narrowed, sensing a trap. “Yeeees?”
“And you liked Bucky, right?”
“He’s cool, like I said. Funny, quick, snarky...”
“With bedroom eyes and cock-sucker lips?”
Steve choked on his spit, face flaming, “James! I-- You--!”
James hushed him quickly, pulled Steve into his arms and stroking his hair and back. “Breathe, baby. It’s okay. Bucky is Mr. Rogers’, just like you’re mine. He’s a pampered, spoiled, loved baby boy, just like you are. And Mr. Rogers is a Daddy, just like I am. But there’s a part of you that knew that, isn’t there?”
Steve struggled in James’ hold for a moment, before relenting and nodding. “Yes, Daddy,” he whispered.
James nodded as well, unseen but felt against the top of Steve’s head. “And both Mr. Rogers and I can see and appreciate each other’s boys, because we love them so much. We like bragging and showing off. Okay?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“But boys can also appreciate each other. I know you think Bucky is pretty, because I know you. I know you think his lips are beautiful, and I know you think his body is attractive. I know you wanted to touch him and kiss him. Because you’re my baby boy, and I see those same things on your face when you look at me. And that is so very much okay.”
Steve raised his head, eyes bright and little scared. “Really? You’re not mad at me?”
James smiled and dipped his head for a kiss. “Not at all, baby. Wanna know why?”
“W-why?”
James dropped his voice to a playful whisper, “Because Bucky wanted to touch and kiss you, too.”
The older man couldn’t help the clench in his heart at the hopeful and wary look in Steve’s eyes. His boy still had trouble believing he was attractive and desirable. “Really? H-how do you know?”
“Because Mr. Rogers knows his boy just as well as I know mine, and he told me. And he’s as happy as I am about it.”
Now Steve was truly confused. “You’re happy? He’s happy? Why? I don’t want him to think I wanna steal his boyfriend!”
“He doesn’t think that at all, baby, I swear,” James quickly assured. “And neither do I. We’re happy because it’s really nice to know that our lovers know a good thing when they see it, just like we do. And that there’s a good chance of everyone getting along, which is always nice in a friend group, right?”
Steve nodded slowly, settling back against James’ chest.
“It also opens up opportunities for us Daddies to show off a little bit. And for you boys to explore safely, if that’s what you want.”
Steve’s eyes narrowed again. “Explore what?”
A smile tugged at James’ lips, but he quickly stifled it. Damn, his Stevie was so fuckin’ smart. He schooled his face into something serious, because this was serious. “First and foremost, before anything else, I need you to know you have every single right to refuse, say no, back out, change your mind, and demand it never be brought up again. Everything I’m about to say is purely hypothetical and entirely academic if that’s what you want. I’m merely placing an opportunity in front of you, for you to do what you want with. Clear?”
Stevie, bless his beautiful blond head, really did think about it, his brows crumpling slightly, and his eyes staring at a point on James’ chest. After several minutes, he looked up and nodded, once. “I understand,” he said clearly. James rewarded him with a kiss, sighing happily as Steve opened so easily beneath him. They both pulled away slowly and smiled.
James nestled Steve back to his chest, tempted to slot a thigh between Steve’s, but dismissing the idea as coercive in the current situation. He didn’t want anything swaying Steve’s choice. Not pleasure, not pressure, not fear...none of it. So he simply held Steve close and stroked a hand up and down his spine.
“The opportunity that I’m talking about,” he began, feeling Steve’s head tilt just enough to show he was listening, “is a chance for you to experience pleasure and enjoyment with someone who is of the same mindset as you. Not submitting to a Dom or a Daddy, but playing and having fun with another boy. Equal footing, with no power in play, except from the outside.”
Steve’s head tilted further, “What do you mean, ‘from the outside’?”
“Both Mr. Rogers and I would be present, but not participating. We’ll be there as guardians, for the most part. Making sure that neither of our boys are pushing or being pushed, just having fun and enjoying each other. We know our boys best, and we want to make sure that such an experience, if it were to happen, is pleasurable for everyone. I would be there to make sure that you are safe and comfortable, and keeping an eye on your headspace, and Mr. Rogers would be doing the same for Bucky.”
Steve was silent for a long time. James kept stroking his back, letting the younger man process everything he’d said. It was a lot to take in, and he was pleased that Steve wasn’t trying to give an immediate answer.
His question, when it came, nearly broke James’ heart.
“Do...,” Steve’s whole frame shuddered as he swallowed, “do you really think Bucky wanted to touch me, and k-kiss me? Like I wanted...want, to do with him?”
James was so, so tempted to show his sweet, shy, uncertain lover the text that remained open on his phone, but he wanted to keep this as unbiased as possible. “I really do. Mr. Rogers would never lie to me, and Bucky would never lie to him.”
“You’ll be there the whole time?”
“Every single second,” James promised, pressing a kiss to Steve’s hair.
Steve started to tremble. “I can change my mind?”
“At any point before, during, or even after. Just like Bucky, Mr. Rogers, or I can. Everyone has to want to be there, or no one will be there.”
“You’ll...,” Steve’s voice dropped to a reedy whisper, “you’ll still love me?”
“Oh, Stevie,” James crushed his boy even closer to his chest, cupping the back of his head and throwing his leg over the smaller man’s hip. “Absolutely nothing about this will make me love you even an iota less. Nothing. You are my lover, my boyfriend, my partner, my best friend, and my sweet, amazing baby boy. I’ll be holding you before anything happens, and holding you even tighter when it’s all done. I love you, and I want you to experience every kind of pleasure I can think of. This just happens to be one of them, and all it’ll take to make it happen or not is a single word from you. My love is not conditional to your answer. You’re stuck with me. Forever.”
Steve choked out a strained giggle, but his trembling slowly abated. Burrowing impossibly closer, he nuzzled under James’ chin and released all his tension in a deep and heavy sigh.
“I think...,” he said at last, pulling James from a slight doze. “I think...I do wanna play. With Bucky. He’s...he’s really pretty, and...I feel like I could—I could learn from him. He seems really happy to be Mr. Rogers’ boy, and I like his energy. Playing with him feels like it would be a lot of fun and feel really good. And,” James could feel the heat of Steve’s blush against his throat, “Mr. Rogers is very handsome. I want him to know that you have a good boy, too. I want to make you proud of me.”
“Sweetheart, I am already so, so incredibly proud of you,” James assured. “You’ve got nothing to prove to anyone. Mr. Rogers will only let you play with his boy because he already knows how good you are. Our babies only deserve the best, after all. And the fact that we get to show both of you off to the other is just icing on an absolutely delicious cake.”
Steve giggled again and lifted his face, asking for a kiss. James happily obliged, and the room filled with the sounds of loud breathing, soft moans, and clashing lips.
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Much, much later, hours after the promised back-rub, which happened after the impromptu romp they had, James picked up his phone.
To: Rogers—Stevie said yes. Same place and time as today for negotiations? Thursday?
The response was quick.
From: Rogers—We’ll be there.
here is part 1
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pixlokita · 3 months
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Aight 😔
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hella1975 · 2 months
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the thing about trauma and i think the reason im always more compelled by characters who lash out as a result of it instead of being made stronger by it is that it’s pointless. none of that shit happened for a reason. there’s nothing you’re supposed to do now that it happened. i can’t stand narratives that romanticise trauma bc the reality of it is that you went through that for no reason and you have to just deal and keep going. there’s nothing beautiful or brave about it. no one is writing you for it to mean something. it’s just… there
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