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dirtyvulture · 7 months

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Natasha Romanoff x Beefy!Reader*

18+ only, read at your own risk

Requested by anon: Can I request sub beefy reader with a dick and dom fem nat reader calls her mommy, nat had been teasing reader all day with revealing clothes soft touches and the casual bulge grab while they're out in public readers so needy n begs nat to just touch them but nat wants to wait til they're home. They finally get gome n nat haves her way with readers cock playing with the tip teasing them more til nat gets needy too and rides reader into oblivion

AN: Reader has a penis. No pronouns used.

(The bottoms better blow this up and not let me down.)

Your grip on Natasha’s waist tightens subtly, but it’s enough for her to notice and cluck her tongue at you warningly. She’s currently sitting on your lap while the two of you join the rest of the Avengers for a game of Monopoly, but you’re ready to throw all your money at the bank if it means getting to leave and go back to your room with your girlfriend.

She’s been teasing you all day and you don’t know how much longer you can stand it. Not that you really have a choice, but it’s frustrating enough that you’ve been hard for hours and there is no way you can normally function with basically no blood left in your brain.

“Nat,” you whine when she grinds down on you. “Can we go upstairs now?” you whisper.

“Wait until we finish this round,” she says, leaning forward to roll the dice and move her token around the board. You slump back moodily as Natasha pays rent to Steve for landing on his property. “All right, that’s enough stealing my money,” she announces, finally getting off your lap and grabbing your hand. You stand directly behind her, trying to hide your hard-on from the rest of your co-workers. “Anyone want to join us for dinner?”

“Dinner?” you squeak. Unless Natasha is talking about letting you eat her for dinner, the last place you want to go is a restaurant for a legitimate meal.

“All this board game playing made me hungry,” she says with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“You two go ahead,” Clint says, and everyone else murmurs their agreement, sensing the unresolved tension.

“Perfect, come on, babe. I’ll drive.” Natasha drags you down to the garage. You don’t say anything when you get into the car, grumbling in your seat at being cheated out of your promise.

“Why are you acting so grumpy?” Natasha snaps suddenly.

“You said after we were done with the last round,” you respond.

“I said what?”

“That we could go upstairs.”

“No. I said to wait until we finish the last round. But I didn’t say what we were going to do,” she emphasizes and you huff at your lack of attention to the details. But can she really blame you? “If I don’t eat in the next thirty minutes, it’s going to be very bad for you. You can wait a little longer.”

“Fine.”

She takes you to a familiar Chinese restaurant, but you have no appetite for food. Natasha takes her time looking over the menu, despite her earlier statement that she was famished, and you’re pretty sure she’s doing it on purpose. She’s sitting next to you in the booth, her hand first resting on your knee and creeping up to your thigh.

She palms at your bulge between bites of fried rice, and you can hardly feed yourself with the distraction.

“Nat please,” you beg, struggling to keep your hips still. “Can we go home now?”

“I want dessert first.”

But there’s no dessert here, so she walks you down to the ice cream parlor next door. Your leg bounces anxiously as she orders a cone for herself, offering you a bite first but you decline. She licks teasingly at the ice cream, her tongue swirling up the white dessert in an achingly familiar manner that makes your cock throb harder in your pants.

You look away, afraid that you’re going to cum right in the shop. Natasha finishes her ice cream and finally, finally takes you back home.

She pushes you onto the bed, quickly undressing herself while you kick off your pants and yank off your shirt. When she climbs onto you, rocking her pussy against your abs, you moan and grab at her desperately.

“Mommy please, I need you so badly,” you say.

“Don’t touch me,” Natasha demands, slapping your hands back to your sides. “Or I’ll have to tie you up.” Which isn’t really a threat, but you do like having some autonomy in bed with her.

You lie back, looking down at your cock, which is fully erect and pulsing out a steady stream of pre-cum already. Natasha sits between your legs, eyeing you hungrily. She wraps her hand around your aching cock and the touch alone is enough to make you moan, but you bite your lip and keep your arms firmly by your side.

“Is this what you’ve been waiting for?” she asks, squeezing your tip every time her hand completes an upstroke.

“Yes, yes,” you pant.

“So you’d rather have my hand than my pussy?”

“Uh, no,” you stutter. While you love every part of Natasha and would never complain about what she offers, you do have your favorites. Her pussy would always reign supreme over her mouth and hand, but you knew than better than to say no to any of them.

Natasha stops stroking you, but her thumb continues to rub over your slit and you squirm helplessly on the bed, utterly desperate for her touch.

“I don’t know why I’m even rewarding you. You’ve been whiny and annoying all day,” she says, as if she doesn’t love your reactions to her. You suck in a breath when her whole hand wraps around you again, squeezing you at just the right spots to make your entire body tremble.

“I’m...I’m sorry,” you apologize.

“I don’t know if you deserve anything more than my hand tonight,” Natasha says, and you’re so distracted when she squeezes your tip that you don’t notice her other hand dive down between her legs and press against her own arousal.

“Please, please,” you beg. “I’ll do anything. I’ll let you do anything,” you say in hopes that she’ll have mercy on you tonight.

“Hmm. I’ll have to think about,” Natasha replies like she hasn’t already made up her mind. She spends a few more minutes teasing you until your entire cock is practically coated in your own pre-cum, the head a much darker shade as you near your release that Natasha won’t let you have.

“Nat,” you whimper again.

“Shut up.” She lets go off your cock and mounts you in one smooth move. You nearly cum right when her velvet pussy slides around you, but Natasha grabs onto your shoulders so tightly and pinches your skin that you’re too distracted by the momentary pain to finish.

“Thank you, thank you,” you say as you carefully hold onto her hips as she bounces on your dick wildly.

“This is for me, not you,” she reminds you, but you know she’ll let you get your release. Maybe just after hers, though.

You lean back into the pillows, panting, your abs clenching as you try to keep yourself under control. You watch your slick cock disappear into her tight heat over and over, listening to the filthy noises it creates. “Oh God, Nat,” you moan, throwing your head back and allowing her to use your body as she sees fit.

“Fuck, you still stretch me out so well,” she says, her nails digging into your chest as she forces you to lie flat. The entire bed bounces and moves, and you wouldn’t be surprised if you break the frame again tonight. Natasha is almost like a wild animal with the way she rides you, like she hasn’t fucked you in weeks.

“You can only cum after I do,” she demands, as she starts to clench around you harder and more sporadically.

“Okay,” you whimper, hoping that you’ll be able to keep your end of the deal when your body feels like it’s on fire.

“Fuck, fuck, FUCK!” Natasha screams as she comes undone on top of you, leaning back to brace herself on your muscular thighs as she gushes around you. You waste no time finishing yourself, jogging your hips up to empty your load into her.

She’s still panting as you lean up to kiss her in appreciation, but she shoves you back down, leaning forward to grab onto your biceps so she can keep you pinned on the mattress. Natasha rolls her hips aggressively, and your cock, now sensitive from your orgasm, is still inside of her.

“We’re done when I say we’re done,” she demands, and you can only whine as she uses you for the rest of the night.

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idontwannatalkboutitok · 7 months

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Batfam playing monopoly

Dick : He's very loud about following the rules and accuses everyone of cheating constantly. He's the one who cheats the most.

Jason : Gets angry at capitalism every time he starts to lose. He's got a lucky token that he brings with him for every game.

Tim : Thinks about it strategically. Wins half the time. Is totally being a little shit every time Jason lands on one of his properties.

Steph : Her only goal is to buy the train tracks. That's how she won once. She's totally forgetting about anything else.

Cass : She's the quiet player who ends up winning the other half of the time.

Damian : Keeps refusing alliances with Dick. He's very serious about the game. He insists to play every week.

Duke : Everyone trusts him to handle the bank. They shouldn't.

Bruce : For some reason, he always ends up in jail? He likes to play because it's good family time. Such a dad.

#batfam headcanons #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #batbros #stephanie brown #duke thomas #cassandra wayne #bruce wayne #dc universe

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rottenpumpkin13 · 1 month

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I challenge AGSZC to walk on heels

• Zack: He straps the stilettos on, goes "Pshh, how hard can it be?", takes his first step and violently face-plants on the floor. Cut to twenty minutes later when he gets the hang of it and is using his new height to reach for the cookies Angeal hides on the top shelf in the break room.

• Genesis: He's seen flawlessly walking around like it's no big deal, as if he's done this a thousand times before—spoiler: he has.

Genesis: Nothing can knock me down. I am the epitome of grace. You all wish you could have my balance and finesse.

*Sephiroth kicks him in the back of the knee and Genesis falls immediately*

• Cloud: Also somehow walking seemlessly in heels. When asked how he's doing it so naturally, Cloud refuses to answer. He's very happy about finally being taller than Zack.

Zack: Good for you, Spike! What're you gonna do now that you're taller than me?

*Cloud produces a leash out of nowhere*

Zack:

• Angeal: He can take a total of two steps before his leg bends in a weird way and he's on the ground. The guys take advantage of this and pull out the forbidden Monopoly board and begin to play while he struggles to get up from the ground—note: Monopoly was banned after the last game ended in Zack crying, Sephiroth and Genesis trying to kill each other and Cloud choked on a game token.

• Sephiroth: He's like a newborn deer, walking but wobbling. He's extremely focused on not tripping and learns how to properly walk within the hour.

Sephiroth: Hm. It appears I've gotten the hang of this. It's not so hard when you—*loud crash of Sephiroth slamming his forehead onto the doorway and falling because he forgot he's over 7 feet tall in heels*

#ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy 7 #sephiroth #ffvii crisis core #final fantasy vii #genesis rhapsodos #ff7 crisis core #angeal hewley #zack fair #cloud strife

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palmettoshitposts · 1 year

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I raise your uno team building exercise q and ask "who suggests monopoly and what anarchy does it bring"?

oh this is gold.

matt suggests monopoly because he thinks it'll sate kevin's (bloodlust) competitive spirit. he is well intentioned and doesn't know that he's actually doomed to fail.

aaron is the quickest to get annoyed. first because nicky refuses to read the rules, stating he'll 'go blind' if he's forced to try and read that much text. second, because andrew makes up his role and staunchly adheres to it and its fake rules

aaron: you’re not a fucking estate agent

andrew: says who

once andrew initiates this anarchy, seth insists he's a bailiff and starts (stealing) collecting title deeds. he calls this theft state acquisition of property. andrew nods solemnly like this is correct

allison then decides she's a landlord and instead of collecting rent she starts 'evicting' people from her properties by throwing their tokens off the board and across the room

dan keeps mispronouncing the place names because it annoys neil

they decide renee is the most responsible and should be the banker. this was their first mistake

she starts charging interest and adding it to her personal funds. nobody but andrew notices. she is never questioned

neil spends most of the game in jail and fails to acquire any properties. he makes several homeless jokes. the other foxes: [laugh nervously]

renee wins the game, of course

#i also have scrabble ideas if anybody wants those #admin: 🤺#neil josten #andrew minyard #kevin day #matt boyd #dan wilds #nicky hemmick #aaron minyard #seth gordon #all for the game #aftg #palmetto shitposts #kefu shenanigans #psu foxes #tfc #trk #tkm #🔮 here this is GOLD

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meowmeowmeowimacat · 1 month

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Yesterday i learned (while making https://www.tumblr.com/meowmeowmeowimacat/744974633152004096/images-p2) that the cat piece in monopoly is named Hazel. Why doesn't any other piece have a name? Like the Scottie Dog?

#yesterday i learned #today i learned #monopoly #monopoly token #cat token #monopoly cat #hazel cat #hazel cat token #monopoly facts #monopoly game facts #shameless advertising #answer my poll please #meowmeowimacat

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kazumist · 10 months

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EPISODE 2 ✸ GAME NIGHT

MISS DELIVERY GIRL — A XIAO SMAU

masterpost / prev ep / next ep / timestamps don't matter

"whoever's in last place has to do a dare that's decided by everyone else," heizou says, eyeing xiao's token on the board. currently, he's in last place as he's stuck on the 90th square while the others are almost done.

"you just want me to do something stupid," xiao replies, knowing what he was implying already.

"i’m glad that you're aware! i wasn't really trying to hide it."

xiao rolls his eyes at heizou, rolling the dice again. this time he got a two. how… lucky.

by the time xiao reaches the 100th square, everyone is already done.

how lucky for him indeed.

he sighs in defeat, ready to accept whatever nonsense heizou was about to make him do.

"pizza is going to be here in five," cyno calls out.

a snap was heard from heizou right after cyno said that, and his expression shows that he just figured something out. "i know what your dare is going to be, he says with a grin.

"i dare you to ask for the delivery girl's number."

suddenly, a doorbell rang.

what fortunate timing.

extra notes.

fun fact there was also supposed to be an ig story where it shows that theyre playing snakes and ladders but i couldnt find a pic so i decided to use my own board but the pics i took were ugly so i threw the idea away lol

i actually have no idea on how to play monopoly,, itto is js like me fr

i also forgot plan this properly bc i forgot that xiao was gonna ask for ur number... verbally 😊 kms

synopsis.

with his friends pitying him for a lack of experience when it comes to romance, xiao was (unfortunately) dared to ask for the pizza delivery girl's number.

the catch? the delivery girl is his best friend's ex.

taglist (open): @yinyinggie @ilyuu @gekkow @sketcheeee @arrrrreebah @simpforsubmissivemen @sakiimeo @sukunasrealgf @matsuri37 @ahnneyong @zephestia @irlkuni @ynverse @otomegame-oneshots @kunikya @scaramoo @lxkeeeee @msameikanevaeh @cindywasneverhere @yuminako @cesussy @gyuhairclips @onmywaytoteyvat @motherscrustytoenailclippings @dappledstars @aeongiies @elernity @siasseltzers

#( smau — miss delivery girl ! )#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin smau #xiao x reader #xiao smau #xiao #x reader

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waywardseraph · 2 months

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After moving into the bunker, Gabriel decided that Saturday and Sunday would be everyones days off. No hunting, No studying, No stress. A time for everyone in the bunker to get together and relax. At least that was the plan, but ever since Saturday has been deemed ‘game night’ there hasn’t been much relaxing involved.

Today’s game of choice was monopoly, which was chosen by Sam. Everyone rolls a dice to see who goes first. Gabriel managed to roll the highest number so he went first. Dean was second. Castiel was third, leaving Sam to go last.

The game started off fun and friendly with everyone talking amongst themselves and sharing stories, but quickly turned competitive as properties became limited and money started to dwindle. It wasn’t long after and all the properties were accounted for, which brought a whole host of other problems.

With all the properties purchased, it was time to start negotiating. Gabriel was the first to start. “Let me offer you the deal of a life time, little brother.” He said as he held up a couple bills and two yellow properties. “Two crisp $500 bills with Atlantic Avenue and Marvin Gardens for the low, low price of New York Avenue.” He offered with a bright smile.

Castiel hummed as he contemplated the offer. He then shook his head. “No thanks.” He denied. Gabriel was flabbergasted. “What do you mean no?! That is a killer deal! A thousand dollars and two yellow properties. You have the other yellow, so it would give you a whole set!” The archangel pointed out as he gestured to the seraph’s properties.

Castiel looked down at his properties. Gabriel was correct, it would give him a matching set. However, as it stood, he owned every color on the board, which meant nobody could get a color set without negotiating with him first. He could afford to hold out for a better offer, he just had to be patient, which was something he was very good at. “No, thank you. I like having all the colors.” He explained after mulling over Gabriel’s offer for the second time.

“You are one sandwich short of a picnic, I hope you know that.” Gabriel huffed as he slumped back in his seat with his arms crossed. “You can go now, Dean-o. I’m not offering anything else to this crook.” He said as he passed Dean the dice.

“I tried to warn you before this happened because I knew he was planning something nefarious.” Dean stated as he shook the dice in his hands then tossed them onto the board. “Now that he has all the colors, our hands are tied, which means we will have to offer our first born child to get a card from him.” He explained as he moved his car token eight spaces.

He landed on a community chest space, pulled out a card, then read it out loud. “Money Grab. Take all the hundred dollar bills from the bank and throw them in the air. All players race to catch them. Keep what you catch and place the bills that landed back in the bank.” He said, showing everyone the card before placing it at the bottom of the community chest deck.

Sam placed the bag of veggie straws that he was snacking on, on the table, then dusted his hands off on his pants before grabbing the hundreds. “Here you go.” He said as he offered the stack of money to Dean.

Dean was so distracted by the abomination of a snack that Sam had just placed on the game table, that he hadn’t realized Sam was passing him the money until his younger brother tapped him on the shoulder. “Veggie straws? Are you fucking kidding me?” He asked with disgust lacing his tone as he took the money.

Sam shrugged. “They are good and have less carbs than potato chips.” He explained as he grabbed the bag of veggie straws off the table and popped a couple more into his mouth. Dean looked as if he was on the verge of vomiting as he glanced at Gabriel. “How could you let him eat shit like that? I thought you loved him?” He questioned the archangel.

Gabriel put his hands up defensively. “Hey! I don’t let him eat that stuff! He sneaks it! He’s like the worst kind of child, like a toddler that sneaks sugar, but instead of sweets, it’s vegetables.” He stated, face distorting to mirror Dean’s disgust. “Thankfully he is terrible at sneaking, so I am able to swoop in and save the day before the healthiness is able to poison his body beyond repair.” He added as he snapped his fingers.

Sam watched as his veggie straws were replaced by a bag of sour gummy worms but didn’t complain, this was a common occurrence. “My hero.” He hummed, voice dripping with playful sarcasm as he pulled a couple worms from the plastic bag before passing the bag of sweets to Gabriel.

Gabriel accepted the bag without hesitation and began to stuff the gummy worms in his mouth as he leaned back in his chair. “I thought Dean was supposed to be preforming the action on the card?” Castiel inquired as he watched the three men.

“Well that was the plan but now we gotta wait for Gabe to finish his gummy worms.” Dean replied. “Brave of you to assume I can’t eat gummy worms and catch cash at the same time.” Gabriel retorted around a mouthful of sweets. Sam and Castiel laughed at the statement while Dean rolled his eyes.

While everyone was distracted, Dean tossed the money into the air. Sam was the first (other than Dean) to jump up and start grabbing the falling cash. He fully expected his older brother to try something shady so he wasn’t as distracted as Dean would have hoped.

Gabriel launched himself after Sam and began to frantically grab the cash before it could land on the table or floor. Castiel wasn’t interested in getting into the middle of the fray, so he stayed in his seat and grabbed all the money that escaped the onslaught and floated in his direction.

Once all the money had been grabbed or landed, everyone sat back down in their seats. “I caught $700!” Gabriel cheered happily. “I caught $900. Sucks to suck, I guess.” Dean responded with a grin. “You only caught that much because you cheated.” Sam pointed out. “But doesn’t matter because I caught $1,300.” He added with a triumphant smile.

Dean mocked Sam as he passed Castiel the dice. “What about you? Did you catch any, Cas?” He inquired as the seraph grabbed the dice. “Mhm, I caught $500.” Cas stated, sounding pleased with the turn of events, even if he did catch less than everyone else.

He tossed the dice on the board and grabbed his bee token. He moved it five spaces. “I believe the bank owes me $400.” He said with a smile as he gestured to his token that was parked on GO.

Sam, who was elected banker at the beginning of the game, acknowledged Castiel’s accomplishment. “I have never seen anyone land on GO as much as you.” He said as he counted out four hundred dollars then passed the bills to Castiel. “It’s not that hard when you cheat.” Gabriel said accusingly.

Castiel took the four hundred then looked at Gabriel with a questioning expression. “You are mad at me, brother? Why?” He asked innocently. “I believe it’s because you shot down his deal earlier. You know Gabe holds a grudge.” Sam responded with a teasing grin towards the archangel.

Gabriel narrowed his eyes at Sam. “Yes, I do hold grudges, so better stay on my good side, Samshine.” He threatened lightheartedly. Sam chuckled at the threat as he put his hands up in surrender. “You’re right. I’m sorry.” He said apologetically.

Satisfied with Sam’s response, Gabriel turned his attention back to the seraph. “You know that deal is still on the table if you are interested, baby brother.” He offered again. “And my answer is still firm.” Castiel responded with a matter of fact tone.

Gabriel opened his mouth to complain after being denied for the third time but Castiel interrupted. “However, I do have a counter offer.” He explained. “One thousand dollars and boardwalk goes to me. In return, you get New York Avenue, Vermont Avenue, and B&O railroad.” He said as he held the cards up.

The archangel hummed as he contemplated the offer. “Please tell me you aren’t serious, Gabe.” Dean interjected. “If you make that deal then Cas will have the two highest paying properties on the board. We will all be doomed at that point.” He complained.

“Deanosaur has a point, baby dove. Park place and boardwalk is the best set in the game. The orange set is subpar compared to it.” Gabriel stated in agreement with Dean.

Castiel nodded his agreement as well. “You are right, that’s why I offered Vermont Avenue and B&O railroad. Sam has two light blues. If I give you the other light blue, you can bargain with him. Dean has three railroads. He will want the fourth.” The seraph assured.

Gabriel mulled the offer over for a couple more minutes then extended his hand. “You have yourself a deal, baby bro.” He said with a bright smile. Castiel shook his hand with a smile of his own. “Pleasure doing business with you, Messenger.” The seraph said as he glanced at Dean and winked.

Sam noticed the gesture and looked at Dean who had flushed a light shade of pink. “Should I be concerned?” Sam inquired. “I’m going to get a beer.” Dean replied, ignoring Sam’s question as he stood and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

Sam watched Dean leave with a confused expression, only turning his attention back to the angels when Dean disappeared around the corner. “Everything seem to be in order?” He asked as the two finished swapping properties and money.

“Looks good to me, Sammich.” Gabriel confirmed, sounding satisfied. “I concur.” Castiel agreed as he handed Sam $2,000 dollars. “May I have two hotels? One for park place, the other for boardwalk?” He asked as Sam grabbed the money from his hand.

Sam nodded as he put the money in the bank then grabbed the hotel tokens. “And with this transaction, we are screwed. Thanks, Gabe.” He chuckled as he dropped the tokens into the seraph’s hand.

Gabriel dismissed Sam’s worries with a flick of his hand. “You worry too much, Samantha.” He responded. “That deal went exactly how I intended for it to go, now I have all of you right where I want you.” He stated ominously as he sifted through the bag of gummy worms for a red and blue one. Those were his favorite.

Castiel withheld a laugh at his big brother’s confidence as he handed Sam the dice. “Welcome back, Dean. You are just in time for Sam’s turn.” He greeted as Dean walked in with two beers in his hand. His eyes followed the hunter, watching as he sat down and passed one of the alcoholic beverages to Sam, who muttered a ‘thanks’ in return as he rolled the dice.

Dean didn’t respond to the seraph’s greeting as he glanced at the hotels that were placed on Boardwalk and Park Place. “You have fucked us all, Gabe. Congratulations.” He cheered as he raised his beer in the air. “I second that.” Sam agreed as he raised his bottle and tapped it against Dean’s.

“Huh, that’s funny…” Gabriel said as he watched the boys take a drink from their bottles with a mischievous expression. “Because I only remember fucking Sam.” He explained with a wide grin, causing Dean to choke on his drink, while Sam flushed bright red with embarrassment.

Gabriel and Castiel bursted into a fit of laughter at the brothers expressions. By the time Dean and Sam had gained their composure, Gabriel and Castiel were wiping tears from their eyes. “That was gold! I should have been filming.” The archangel sighed through giggles. “Agreed.” The seraph responded as he put his fist in the air. Gabriel extended his fist and knocked it against Castiel’s, mimicking the cheers that Sam and Dean had preformed.

Dean rolled his eyes at the two angels. “Angels are dicks.” He muttered to Sam around the tip of his beer bottle as he took another sip. “Tell me about it,” was Sam’s response as he took a a swig of beer to calm his nerves. When he was done, he placed the bottle on the table, slamming it down hard enough to get the angels attention.

Gabriel and Castiel looked at the younger hunter, their eyes still shining with tears of amusement. Sam was silent as he held up a chance card. ‘Advance to boardwalk or send a friend instead’ the card read. Gabriel’s smile faded at the sight as Sam reached across the board and grabbed his Joker token. “You wouldn’t dare.” The archangel muttered as he narrowed his eyes.

Sam grinned as he picked the token up and hovered it over boardwalk. “I would after that outburst.” He purred as he placed the token down. Castiel picked up his property card. “Boardwalk with a hotel in $2,000.” He explained as he looked at Gabriel’s side of the table, the archangel only had a couple hundred after their deal earlier. “I believe that makes you bankrupt. I’m sorry, Messenger.” He said apologetically.

Gabriel glared at Sam for a moment before clearing his throat. “It’s okay, little brother. You don’t have to be sorry.” He assured as he passed his properties and money to Castiel. “But Sam will be.” He stated ominously before ruffling the seraph’s hair with a smile. “Since I’m out, I’ll get dinner started.” He said as he turned to leave the room.

“Love you, Gabe!” Sam called as the archangel disappeared around the corner. “Love you too but that sappy stuff won’t save you, Moose! I hold a grudge!” was the reply shouted back at Sam from the kitchen.

Sam laughed as he put the chance card back in the deck then passed the dice to Dean. “Now if you get your angel out, we can call it even and both win.” He offered as Dean rolled the dice and moved six spaces. “Sounds like a good deal to me.” The older hunter agreed and both of them shook hands.

Castiel couldn’t help but laugh as he overheard their plan. The bothers looked at the seraph in unison as they heard him giggling. “Something funny?” Dean questioned as he passed Castiel the dice. “No, not funny. More on the lines of cute.” He explained as he tossed the dice on the board and moved four spaces.

“And what’s that supposed to mean exactly?” Dean continued to question. Castiel smiled innocently as he counted out an obscene amount of money and handed it to Sam. “Six hotels please.” He stated. His innocent smile forming into a wicked grin.

After adding Gabriel’s properties to his collection, he gained two extra sets, yellow and orange. Sam handed him the hotels and he spread them out amongst his newly acquired properties. “I suspect that Sam will be out on his next turn. You as well, Dean.” He stated matter of factly as he passed Sam the dice.

“Son of a bitch.” The brothers muttered in unison as they stared at the game board in disbelief. Castiel leaned back in his chair with a smug expression plastered across his face as he waited for the boys to play their turns.

Just as the seraph predicted, Sam went bankrupt by rolling doubles, which landed him on St. James Place. He had to pay Castiel $950. He managed to scrape together enough by mortgaging properties, but because he rolled doubles, he had to roll again. He, unfortunately, rolled a three and moved his dog token to New York Avenue where he had to pay Castiel $1,000 and went bankrupt.

Dean managed to skip passed those properties by rolling an 11. He thought that he was home free until his car token landed on Park Place. Even with mortgaging all his properties, he didn’t have enough to pay the $1,500 rental charge and went bankrupt.

Sam was a good sport about the loss and complimented Castiel on a game well played. “Can y’all two pack the game away while I go help Gabriel in the kitchen?” He asked as he stood. Castiel nodded with a smile. “Thanks, Cas.” He said flashing a smile of his own before leaving the room.

Once Sam was gone, Castiel turned his attention to the older hunter, who was attempting to sneak out of the game room. With a flick of his wrist, the door slammed shut in Dean’s face, sealing off his exit. “Have you forgotten about our wager, Dean? Or is that why you are trying to sneak off?” He asked with a knowing expression.

“Shit.” Dean muttered under his breath.

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sweet-evie · 8 months

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Pop Goes My Question

Don't you love it when brain rot leaves you with half-baked ideas and things that could go on full-fledged fanfics?

Content ⚠️: Established Relationship, gojo x afab!oc, nameless OC, she/her pronouns, fluff, just a drabble that couldn't stay in my brain really.

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When he eventually got around to imagining how he would pop the question, he always thought the proposal would come as a grand finale — the cherry on top of some meticulously crafted romantic speech written for the sole purpose of making the recipient’s heart flutter. Drown her in love until she just couldn’t help but say ‘yes’. That was how it always played out in every romantic movie he’d ever seen. He would always plan his proposal months ahead, and she would be none the wiser.

He didn’t think it would happen here, in their living room, on a rainy afternoon, dressed in comfortable loungewear, listening to the endearing sound of muffled laughter from Satoru’s latest trio of students upstairs.

The kids were in the spare room Megumi used whenever he slept over.

Satoru stared at his lover, content to stay quiet and mind their own business, comfortable in the silence with their legs tangled together and with her nestled to his side for warmth. A while ago, she’d asked what the teenagers were playing upstairs and he chuckled at remembering the unbalanced monopoly board on the mattress, the fake yen, and the bickering over who was getting which token.

They were so young and spirited — even if one of them loved to pretend like he could give less of a shit about his friends. She asked him if they were really getting old and he jokingly replied that he really couldn’t feel it.

She was poking his side playfully, calling him a man-child when he sighed deeply, tugged his blindfold down, and stared at her with impossibly blue eyes.

“I want to marry you.”

Her mood went from playful to eerily silent as she stared… and stared… and stared. The lips that he loved to kiss were parted into a delicate ‘O’, perhaps disbelieving what her ears were hearing and what her brain was telling her. She could be so adorably dense sometimes. Or perhaps to her credit, the situation did call for it. It wasn’t every day that you could spring something like that on someone’s face and expect them to be normal about it. Right?

“You do?” She uttered under her breath.

“Yeah.” A hand reached up and he brushed his knuckles across her cheek. “I don’t have the ring on me right now, but… will you marry me?”

“Of course I will.”

Her grin mirrored his own as his fingers played with her hair and she drew herself up the tiniest bit to close the distance between their mouths. It was a lingering albeit lazy and gentle kiss — a pleasant drug that put them both on a high they never wanted to come down from.

“I knew you would say ‘yes.’” He chuckled before leaning again to seal his proposal with a kiss.

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