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cocosstories · 3 years

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Sebastian Stan One Shot

Prompt:

sebastian stan x reader and their first time smut

Warning: Smut

You and Sebastian had been friends for years, meeting for the first time at a mutual friends wedding.

As time passed, you and Seb became pretty close and because of this, your group of friends always tried to get you together.

"We are just friends!"

You would say repeatedly when they inevitably began asking about the two of you.

"Oh come on. You honestly have never even thought about just sleeping with him? I mean Seb is hot. If I weren't married..."

"Y/F/N!"

You turn in the passenger seat of her car in shock at her statement.

"What? I mean you won't fuck him so why can't I fantasize about it?"

She replies with a shrug.

It was fourth of July weekend and the two of you were on your way to the Hamptons to spend the holiday partying at your friends huge beach house.

Sebastian was coming too and you were already trying to figure out ways to avoid the inevitable things your friends were going to try to do to get you to hook up.

"Holy shit, this is amazing!"

You say, stepping out of the car as you pull up.

"Yeah, we finally finished renovating. Just in time for this weekend."

Y/F/N says with a devilish smile before heading up to the house to join her husband and Sebastian who were already there.

"Hey, Y/N."

Sebastian smiles and hugs you.

"Hey Seabass."

You reply.

You could feel your friends staring as the two of you hugged and quickly pulled out of his embrace so you didn't give them anymore ammunition.

"Oh, Y/N, I forgot to tell you, we were trying to figure out the rooms and you and Sebastian are going to have to share."

Your friend says, turning to walk into the house before you can protest.

"CONVENIENT!!"

You yell after her as she giggles.

"So where is this room?"

You ask her husband who leads you and Sebastian through the beach house and to the room your friend has assigned you to.

"What. The. Fuck."

You say as you look around the room.

It was set up as like a honeymoon suite.

Champagne, roses, candles and even silk sheets.

"What the hell does she think is going to happen? That we are going to sleep in the same bed and all of a sudden your penis is going to end up in my vagina like magic?"

You rant and Sebastian laughs.

"Y/N, Y/N, hey it's just for a weekend. It's not that big of a deal and they can't make us do anything."

Seb says putting a hand on each shoulder to get you to focus.

You nod with a sigh, knowing he was right, they couldn't make you hook up with Seb.

"Alright, fine but I swear I am going to kill her if she pulls anything else."

Sebastian agrees and the two of you get ready for the nights festivities.

It was a party set up on the beach just off the house and your friends spared no expense.

A DJ, dancefloor, all the booze you could ever ask for at the open bar and everything started with a beautiful sunset dinner near the water.

As the party really got going, you headed to the bar with a few friends, ready to do some shots, Sebastian joining in.

A few hours later, you were on the dancefloor, feeling pretty good when Sebastian is brought over by your friend.

"You two should dance!"

She yells over the music and pushes the two of you together just as a slower song begins to play.

You didn't know if it was the alcohol, the music or just the feeling of Sebastian's arms around you but you couldn't help but give into your friends request.

"Lets go upstairs."

Sebastian whispers in your ear and against everything sober you had said, drunk you agreed.

The two of you barely make it to your room before his lips are on yours.

You wake up the next morning to a raging hangover, most of the night before blank in your mind.

Sebastian is softly snoring next to you and you decide to get up to pee.

As you do, you become painfully aware that you are naked and carefully lift the sheets to see if Sebastian is as well.

"Fuck."

You whisper.

Getting up, you give yourself a second to let the room stop spinning before you quietly find some sweats and a tshirt in your bag.

You quickly get dressed and grab your phone and bag before sneaking out of the bedroom and run downstairs.

"Y/N! Finally you're awake!"

Your friend says, her voice like a meat cleaver slicing through your pounding head.

"Yeah, hey, can we go get breakfast?"

You ask.

"Sure. Should we wait for Sebastian?"

"No. Um he wants to sleep. Just us ok?"

With that, she agrees and the two of you head off into town to her favorite breakfast spot.

After getting a booth and ordering some coffee, you make your way to the bathroom, just getting there before the contents of you stomach make their way back out of you.

Twenty minutes later you rejoin your friend who had ordered you the perfect hungover breakfast and begin to eat.

"Your phone has been going off like crazy."

She says, pushing it towards you and you see the multiple missed calls from Sebastian before putting it in your purse.

As you eat, the night begins to come back to you in flashes.

The dinner, the party, shots, dancing with Sebastian, going up to the room, the feeling of his lips on yours, his hands running all over your body until he reaches behind you to unzip your dress.

You try to shake the image out of your head but it only brings up more images.

The look in his eyes as he kneels in front of you while he pulls your panties off, the feeling of his stubble tickling your leg as he leaves a trail of kisses up it, the feeling of his hair as your fingers run through it while he eats you out.

"Shit."

You mumble under your breath.

"What's wrong?"

Your friend ask and you shake your head.

"Nothing, bit my cheek."

You lie.

The sound of your voice moaning his name, nearly begging for more before he stands up and pulls off his pants and underwear, revealing his very hard member.

'Tell me what you want'

You close your eyes and can hear his voice clear as day as the full scene comes into your mind.

'Fuck me.'

You replied, watching him contemplate.

You groan as he waits, wondering what you will do if he refuses.

You reach down and begin playing with yourself as he stands back and watches with a satisfied smirk.

'You want some help?'

He asks before he moves your fingers and replaces them with his own.

His body felt amazing on top of yours.

"Y/N!"

You are brought out of your memories when your friend nearly screams your name to get your attention.

"Sorry, what?"

"I said, Sebastian just texted me and he wants to know why you won't answer. He needs to talk to you."

"Alright, just tell him we will be back later."

You sigh and pick at your food.

"Why are you avoiding Seb?"

She asks.

"I'm not."

More images begin to flood your brain as the feeling of him sliding inside of you hits.

You swear his eyes were more blue than normal as he looks into yours for just a second as he pumps in and out of you harder and harder at your request.

"Bullshit. You are avoiding him. Wait...oh my God, you had sex last night! Didn't you?"

You groan.

You friend could always read you like an open book and to be honest, you were shocked it took her this long to figure it all out.

"I knew it! Everyone said I was crazy to think that you two would give in one day but I knew it would happen!"

She says happily and you roll your eyes.

His grunts and groans fill your head as he fists the sheets to keep his balance.

You could almost feel yourself clench around him as the heat builds.

He catches your lips for a second just before he cums and buries his head in your neck.

His sloppy thrusts were just enough to push you over the edge and your toes curl as your orgasm hits, nearly making you black out.

You swallow hard as the diner and your friend come back into focus.

"So, you're avoiding him because you slept with him?"

She asks and you groan.

"It just happened. We were drunk. Like really drunk and when I woke up this morning, I didn't even remember it."

You finally admit.

"Oh, that bad huh?"

You glare as she laughs at her own joke.

"I remember it now, smart ass and it was not bad."

You take a sip of your coffee with your eyebrow raised.

"So if it was good, then why won't you talk to him?"

You sigh.

"Because drunk sex is always good and Seb and I are friends. I don't want to complicate that."

Your friend shakes her head.

"That's not it. You don't want to admit that we have all been right this whole time and there could actually be something between you two."

You spend the remainder of breakfast thinking about your friends words and before you knew it, you were headed back to the house to talk to Sebastian.

"Hey."

You say making your way into the bedroom, finding him sitting on the bed

"Hi."

He says with a small smile.

"Look, Sebastian, last night was unexpected. Amazing but unexpected and I know I shouldn't have bolted like I did but I really don't want to complicate things so lets chalk it up to the alcohol and our friends getting in our heads and leave it at that."

The words come out quickly, you wanting to make sure he couldn't interrupt your speech before you could finish.

"What if I don't want to just leave it at that?"

He asks, stopping you in your tracks as you head to the bathroom for a shower.

"What?"

He crawls to the end of the bed.

"What if I don't want to leave it at that? What if I want to try what happened last night again? Sober this time?"

He says with a slight smirk.

You cross your arms and look at him.

"Lets do it again, sober."

He says again, reaching for you, hoping you will give into him.

Your mind races, searching for the answer of what to do, one side wanting to do it again, the other screaming not to risk ruining your friendship.

Feedback is always welcomed and greatly appreciated

#sebastian stan smut #sebastian stan one shot #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan

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test-tube · 3 years

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Not So Harmless Sweetie

Author's Note: thanks for the lovely brainrot @starfell-traveler also this was really fun!! i had to cut it a bit since i couldn't come up with any more activities and the only suggestions i recieved were arson /j

Pairings: Sucrose x GN!Reader

Word Count: 1087

TW: Explosions

Adventures With Klee

Albedo's out on an expedition deep in Dragonspine so Sucrose and I are on Klee-watching duty. It's only for a few days, how hard could it be?

Day 1- Klee nearly exploded Sucrose's garden today. Nothing was destroyed, but it gave Sucrose a heart attack.

"Watch out!"

BOOM

"Don't touch that-"

BOOM

"Klee!"

BOOM

Sucrose gave a slight sigh of defeat. She looked at you with a pleading look.

You smiled and walked over to the Spark Knight. "Klee? Sweetheart, I think that's enough playing with Jumpty Dumpty for today."

"Awww, okay..." The little girl handed you her bag and walked over to the mint haired alchemist. "I'm sowwy for exploding things in your lab."

"Oh, it's- um." Sucrose patted the girl's hat. "Just don't do it again, okay?"

"Okay..."

Day 2- Klee was kept in solitary confinement with Jean today, (something about exploding fish in Starfell Lake?) so Sucrose and I tidied up the place.

You cleared spare papers off the shelves, occasionally stopping to read a few. "So..." You said in an attempt of conversation. "The Tetritan- Tetratanic sweet flower?"

The alchemist became a slight shade of pink. "It's just a little something for the Windblume festival." Her voice seemed to shrink with her confidence.

"You think you could tell me about it sweetie?"

"I-if you're really interested, sure!"

The two of you sat down with the paper in hand, though it soon laid forgotten to the side as Sucrose ranted on the flower.

"The seeds are four times bigger than ordinary Sweet Flowers, and the Tetratanic Sweet Flower is the final product! Bigger, stronger, sweeter, and more beautiful-" She yelped to a stop. "Sorry, sorry I'm rambling."

"I thought it was cute. You get all enthusiastic." You respond, making Sucrose's gaze try to look anywhere else.

Day 3- Klee has returned from solitary confinement and wishes to draw. I am no Albedo, but I will try my best.

Klee returned as if she hadn't left at all. Despite her time in confinement she still remained a little ball of energy. She reached into her bag and you became afraid. You didn't have the energy to play with Jumpty Dumpty today. You feel relief when she grabs a pad of paper and coloring tools.

"Can we do some sketches?" She asked, giving you puppy dog eyes.

"Alright, alright. Don't bring out the doll eyes." You reprimanded. "What are we sketching today?"

"Traveler and Paimon!" Klee shouted excitedly. She turned around and waved to the Traveler and their fairy companion.

"Hey...Paimon was told there would be food." The pixie said.

"I'll pay you with a Sunshine Sprat later." You promise.

Sucrose tried to insist she wasn't one for drawing but turns out you had a similar effect on her as Klee did on you, she just couldn't say no. In about thirty minutes or so you help a big reveal and showed off your portraits.

"Hey! Paimon isn't emergency food!" The pixie sputtered in indignance after acknowledging your canvas.

"Sorry, couldn't help myself." You replied sheepishly.

Day 4- Today we must accompany Klee into the woods...what could she be hiding in here? She just keeps calling it "my treasure"...should I be worried?

"It should be right over here!" Klee said as she skipped over rocks and roots.

"What exactly is it?" Sucrose mused.

"It's a surprise treasure!" Klee giggled. "C'mon!"

You sprinted through Wolvendom trying to keep up with the Spark Knight. She halted to a stop in front of a pile of dirt with a sign sticking out of it.

"Tada! My treasure's in here!"

Sucrose blew the dirt off with her Vision and Klee dragged out the small box.

"When Bennett, Razor and I were adventuring a few days ago, we found these plants and thought Ms. Sucrose would like to see them." She opened the box that held Glaze Lilies and Silk Flowers. "Bennett said they were from Liyu-Liyue!" Klee said proudly.

Sucrose started to tear up. She dropped on her knees and hugged the kid. "Awww Klee!" You joined in on the hug and spent the rest of the afternoon talking about the flora.

Day 5- The afternoon of the day was calm, merely Sucrose and I teaching Klee to read.

"A long, long time ago, in the fo-forest?" Klee struggled to read the purple book in her hands. She looked at you for confirmation.

"Very good, you're doing great." You applauded.

She smiled and looked back down at the book. "In the forest kingdom...what leg dends?"

You snickered a little and pulled Klee onto your lap. She pouted a little at the sight of your face. You shook your head. "No, no sweetie I'm not laughing at you, I promise. That word is legends, okay?"

Klee nodded and yawned. "Can we finish later? Klee's eyes hurt."

"Of course," You said. Within seconds the girl was snoozing, her head leaning against your chest. Her tiny snores eventually lulled you to sleep.

Sucrose walked over in the night, spending a few minutes to capture the sight of the heartwarming scene. She squeezed beside you and joined the group hug formation of the nap, her head leaning against yours.

You woke up before the other two, smiling. The alchemist still had her glasses on, her breathe short and sweet. Klee had curled into you, trying to keep warm.

Tomorrow Albedo was to return, and your family would be complete.

Day 6- Albedo returned today, and Klee couldn't have been any more excited. She insisted on showing Albedo everything we did, though she left out the solitary confinement...

"Brother Albedo!" Klee exclaimed. She jumped onto the Chief Alchemist in a hug, which Albedo quickly accepted. "Why did you have to go for so looong?"

"It was only a couple days Klee."

"But it felt like forever!" The young girl complained. Her expression switched from sad to ecstatic in a snap. "You're back now though, I want to show you the things we did!"

She rummaged through her bag and pulled out her collection from the week; the Jumpty Dumpty Sucrose helped her make, the sketch of Traveler and Paimon, the small box of flowers, and she then made the alchemist sit down.

"Mx. Y/N and Ms. Sucrose taught Klee how to read! Listen!" She picked up the book and sat down. "A long, long time ago, in the forest kingdom... What legends occurred there?"

Albedo smiled and patted the girl's head. "My, my, you have been busy."

#test-tube writes #test-tube.docx #test-tube melts #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #sucrose x reader #genshin sucrose #genshin klee #genshin albedo

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mammonprotectionsquad · 3 years

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I have more

Speaking of Belphie, his cuddles would be the best when you're sad. His bed is probably the best, right above Asmo's. He'd stay awake until you fell asleep. Belphie would let you cry it out while he played with your hair. If you have short hair, he'd almost be massaging your scalp with his fingers. If you have long hair, he'd run his fingers through it and work out all the tangles as he goes.

Beel's or Simeon's hugs would be the best when you're sad though. They both look very warm and like they would give good hugs. You might have to tell them if they need to hug harder, because Beel would be scared to hurt you, and Simeon is just a soft hugger. If you wanted, Beel could easily pick you up and carry you if you wanted. Simeon probably knows Latin or Italian, so he could talk in one of those if you like the way it sounds. He probably has the softest comforting voice ever.

If you just need a distraction, Levi or Satan would be the one to go to. Levi would sit next to you with a second controller at the ready and play whatever game you wanted to play. He's good with anything from Minecraft (or the devildom equivalent) to puzzle games or even pvp. If you don't like those, that's fine! He'd gladly rewatch any anime with you or find a new one.

Satan would read to you too. You want a distraction? He recently found this really good book series if you'd like him to read to you. If you don't want to listen to anything, he'd be glad to find a book for you to read on your own. I hc that he gets overwhelmed sometimes and frustrated by small noises, so he has a nice pair of noise canceling headphones that he'd be more than willing to lend to you.

Big brain rant over (I have some for Mystic Messenger if you're interested)

Belphie is cuddle master. No doubt there. I'm sure that he'd build you a best out of all his pillows to make it as comfortable as possible. And as much as he likes to tease, he'd never make fun of you when you're really upset about something.

Beel absolutely gives the best hugs of them all. When he wraps his arms around you? I'm sure you'd feel completely protected from the world.

And I feel like Simon's hugs could easily make you melt and give you a sense of home.

I'd also like to add Mammon to the hug group. Because I think he'd give great bear hugs when you're feeling down. The kind thar makes it feel like he's holding you together, being the only one that can prevent you from falling apart.

Levi would absolutely play any game or watch any anime with you, as long as it helps you feel better. Maybe he'd even manage to initiate some cuddles. Pulling you into his lap, while you're gaming, his chin resting on your shoulder, while his arms are wrapped around your waist...

Satan absolutely has voice canceling headphones with that crazy bunch of brothers around.

And when you do want him to read to you, he'll pull you into his arms, coaxing you into resting your head on his shoulder or chest, while the hand not holding the book rubs your arm or side soothingly.

(shoot everything at me! I'm excited to hear about the mysme stuff as well 💕)

#becky rambles #obey me #obey me headcanons #I love all of these so much!

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clairecrive · 5 years

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Christmas Au - Cass and Klaus

Before reading this new imagine you should know that this is an au based on my story. This was supposed to be a chapter but recently I had new ideas and this was not a fit anymore. so yeah here it is.

tags: @amirra88 @vampiregirl1797 (let me know if you wanna be added or removed)

"What are you doing here?" Freya asks when she sees me walking into the compound

"Is this how you welcome your guests? Didn't you miss me?" I say putting my bags on the ground and opening my arms waiting for a hug

She laughs and comes my way.

"Of course I did. I'm so happy to see you. Nik didn't tell us you were coming."

"That's because he doesn't know that I'm here. I came by to check on him, he has a lot on his plate right now. Well, all of you have so I came here to help."

We pull away from the familiar embrace and she pulls me to one of the sofas that adorns the abattoir.

"That's one way to put everything that is happening around here. But I'm not sure that you could help. I know that Nik wouldn't want you to get in trouble."

"I'm sure. But he doesn't have to worry about me, he already has another human to take care of. Oh, but this reminds me that I have to talk to him. Do you know where he is?" I ask knowing that I have to share this piece of information with him

"Knowing my brother's whereabouts these days is impossible. I hoped you, out of all people, could manage to track him down." Another voice spoke before Freya did and I turn around to see Elijah coming down the stairs.

"You overestimate me. But I can assure that he's okay. He's probably somewhere with Camille." I say wiggling my eyebrows when I mention her name.

I mean I don't ship them together, I'm sure everyone knows that. Despite what I think about them as a couple, I have to admit that she is good for him. Plus, she's a good person.

At my insinuating tone Elijah smirks and shakes his head. When he comes near us I get up and give him a hug.

"It's nice to have you here, Cas" he whispers after placing a kiss on my head.

"I couldn't not celebrate Christmas with you. I mean my favorite festivity should be spent with my favorite family." I say when he lets me go

"What about your family?" Freya asks when I sit back next to her

"I'm going to meet them tomorrow, actually. I'm not going to stay here for long unfortunately. I just wanted to check on the big bad hybrid and wish you all an happy Christmas in person."

Freya pouts when I mention the duration of my stay but when she's about to speak, another voice beats her to it. again.

"I forgot how much you like this festivity. It's absurd. I'm telling you sister, she gets excited like a baby." this time the voice belongs to someone I know very well. well, he's actually the reason I'm here. Klaus.

I roll my eyes at him. He likes to exaggerate stuff. It's his thing.

Obviously it doesn't go unnoticed by him, who I'm sure knows what I'm thinking, and for the first time he actually smiles at me. A big toothy smile.

I'm actually impressed. I didn't know he knew how to smile. He also opens his arms and looks at me.

This is truly a Christmas miracle.

I match his smile and actually run in his arms. What? Don't judge me, I've missed him.

We both laugh in glee when he catches me and I rest my head in the croook of his neck taking in his scent and enjoying his embrace.

One wouldn't imagine, but his hugs are actually great.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I would've picked you up at the airport." he says putting me down after a while

"I didn't want to bother you. I know you're busy." I say looking into his ocean eyes. My eyes are drawn to the person standing behind him.

"Oh hi Camille. I'm sorry, this one likes to be the centre of the attention. How are you? I hope he hasn't bothered you too much." I say with a playful tone to her. Again, I don't like the idea of them together but mom thought me manners.

She smiles at me and shakes my hand looking at Klaus and then at me before speaking.

" You must be Cassandra. I'm fine thanks for asking, it's nice to meet you. I'm sure you know better than me that he can be a handful."

"As if you didn't like it" I can't help to think knowing that at this point she's deeply in love with him.

"Oh enough. You have just met and you're already conspiracing against me. I thought you liked me, Cas" Klaus cuts me off and again hints to my crush for him

"You know, it's getting old. I've already told you on the phone that I'm into Bradley James now. Get over yourself." I scoff at him.

I smile again at Cami before making my way back to Freya. We're soon joined by the rest of the family and we talk about Christmas dinner arrangements and the imminent arrival of Rebekah.

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"Ah here are my favorites brothers! What are these pouts on your faces? Cheer up, it's Christmas." I exclaimed wrapping my arms around Klaus and Rebekah's shoulders.

They were around the fire to burn their wishes. The mood was sour for that stupid prophecy about a family member turning against the others.

"I really appreciate your high spirit Cas, you know I do. But given the situation I don't it's appropriate." replied Klaus

"Don't be a party pooper Nik. Do you really think that I would stand by and watch while you're in a tough spot? I'm actually offended. I've got you girls. Now, go and have fun." Pulling away from them and pulling them away from the fire towards the carpet where Hayley, Hope, Camille and Freya were opening gifts.

" You do realize that we are guys, don't you" Elijah says chuckling

"Yes Elijah but there's also two girls. Why should we use a male term to refer to a group of people where there's the same amount of girls and boys? This patriarchal society is also mirrored in our language, we should choose words more carefully." For someone who refers to himself as a feminist, he certainly has a lot to learn.

He doesn't reply, just puts his hands in the air like he was surrounding.

" In the midst of your feminist rant, do you have a moment for me?" I hear Klaus saying from behind me. I didn't even notice that he'd stopped.

"I always have time for you. What's up? Need advice for your night with Camille?" I hint to the sexual tension that was obviously between them. And we all know what is going to happen when everyone is sleeping.

He shakes his head and pulls me to the side where no one could hear us.

" No I don't. And don't pretend you're the more experienced one. I know for a fact that you aren't." he says smirking

"Yeah you made sure of that. And by the way, I don't think it's fair. You're here getting all the action and I'm -" I couldn't finish my sentence because I was interrupted. In the least expected way.

I was kissed. By Klaus. Klaus kissed me.

#the originals #tvd #klaus mikaelson #fanfiction #klaus mikealson fanfiction #klaus imagines #niklaus mikaelson #klaus one shot #niklaus imagine #klaus mikaelason imagines #niklaus mikealson imagine

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jacksficrecs · 5 years

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In Hopes That You Remember Me - Chapter One

PROMPT: Tony in the Hospital + Steve being guilty

A/N: This is one of my first attempts to learn how to write a decent story again. Enjoy.

POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNINGS: [for the rest of the story] Depression, Trauma, Amnesia, Comatose

STATUS: Ongoing, Unedited

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Steve has never felt this nervous before.

He stared at himself in the mirror, water dripping from his chin. Tonight was the night.

He remembered the day his relationship with Tony was revealed to the public. Tony had decided it was a good time to sneak a kiss on the taller man's cheek while they looked around a quaint little bookstore just some blocks away from the tower. They could have bought books online, but you know, going outside every once in a while is never a bad thing. Of course, someone had spotted them, took several pictures of him pulling the brunette into a hug and offering a kiss on the forehead before stepping back to take another book of the shelf, he presumed. The next thing they new, it was all over the web. It was posted on any social media platform you can name, and unsurprisingly enough, it gained a lot of attention. Steve wasn't ready to 'come out of the closet' yet, as they say, but he didn't have much of a choice. The public already found out, so he might as well confirm their speculations.

'Steve Rogers and Tony Stark: The Most Iconic Power Couple of the Month'

The two read the article together. It was amusing, to say the least. Very amusing to see the media go crazy over a gay superhero couple. Kind of upsetting to see the close-minded people rant over how they're setting a bad example for the younger generation that looked up to them. Homophobia could never be erased, he supposed.

There was a knock on the bathroom door. "Knock, knock, Capsicle. You done putting on your makeup yet?" Tony hums from the other side. Steve simply smiled at that, shaking his head. "Hang on, Tony. I'll be out in a second." He responded, taking the towel he had hanging on the towel rack installed into the tiled wall and drying himself off. "You better be. I'm about to fall off what you're telling me to hang onto." Steve only chuckled quietly. This was the man he loved. This sarcastic little son of a bitch.

"Cap! Come on, snap out of it! We need you-" A voice calls from the distance, though he couldn't quite place who or where it was coming from.

"Ready for our first date?" The Stark smiled warmly when the blonde finally exits the bathroom, fully dressed in the blue suit Tony's picked out for him. "Ready as I'll ever be." Steve replied easily, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Still not going to tell me where we're going for tonight?" "No. Don't you know what a surprise is, Rogers?"

"Steve!" The same voice. Louder this time. What was happening?

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever. Let's go." Steve laughed, rolling his eyes as the shorter man led him towards the door with a big, content smile.

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"Steve." His eyes opened. He was back in the real world. Gunshots were heard. Explosions. The familiar whine of the Iron Man suit's repulsors powering itself up into the air. "Wh- What-" The blonde started questioning the events, eyes bleary as he tried to process who he was talking to. Natasha. "Steve. You're alright." The redhead sighed in relief, eyes scanning the blonde for any serious issues. "Nat-" He mumbles, swallowing the knot in his throat. It's all coming back to him now. He was in the middle of a battle. He was supposed to be fighting off his HYDRA twin. Speaking of the guy, where was he?

And what did he do to him?

"Steve. I need you to tell me what he did." Her green eyes were full of worry. "What did you see?" "First date with Tony." He answered quickly, grunting as he pushed himself up onto his elbows. He needs to get back into the fight. The others needed him. They needed his help. "Reenaction." The blonde added, forcing himself to stand, using his shield to assist him. God, everything hurt. "Steve, wait," She places a hand on his arm. Steve's attention shifts back towards the spy accompanying him. The earth shakes, and the hulk's yells were heard from a distance. "Nat, we need to get back to-" "Steve. What do you remember him doing? What was the last thing you remember him doing to trigger... Whatever happened to you?" She questioned. It really did seem like an important question. He stood silent for a moment, eyebrows knitting together as he dug through his scattered thoughts and memories, trying to pull something out. "I-"

"Steve?" He turns his head. Natasha. But Natasha was right there, right beside him. He looks back at the redhead that still had her hand resting on his arm. She didn't have the scar from the last fight on her collarbone. He reacted immediately.

Nat's double landed a hard hit on his temple.

All went black.

---

There was a painful ringing in his ears.

Dazed, Steve opens his eyes, finding himself on the ground, in the middle of a battlefield, with large pieces of debris scattered around him. Since when did he get there? Was the fight over? Head pounding and ears still ringing, he struggles to prop himself up on his elbows to get a clearer view of his surroundings. How long has he been lying there? There was a fire in the distance, or at least, he assumed there was judging by the smoke rising up into the sky. A quinjet had crashed nearby and was a total wreck, leaving several of its pieces everywhere. There wasn't really a lot happening by this point. A couple of tree branches were scattered here and there, and glass and concrete from the few buildings (that were very tall, mind you) decorated the ground. Clint was on the other side of the field, helping Natasha back on her feet. The Hulk was nowhere to be seen, probably off to calm himself down, and Thor was somewhere in the sky, as indicated by the low rumble of thunder off in the distance. Why he was still up there, he didn't know. All he knew was that the battle was over. Thank God. Everything seemed okay.

And then, the realization hits him.

Tony. He wasn't there. He wasn't anywhere to be seen.

With a quiet huff, he pushed himself off the ground a bit too quickly, resulting in a bad headache and a brief moment of vertigo, but he really couldn't care enough. All he could think of was Tony's whereabouts and his well-being. God, what if he's hurt? Disregarding the pain he felt in almost every part of his body and the fact that breathing was just painful, he immediately went to approach both the Black Widow and her good friend, Hawkeye with a bit of a grimace. "Barton, Romanoff." The blonde greets the two, his voice sounding rather hoarse. "Captain." The two spies nod, casually brushing themselves off as if they'd done nothing but trip. "Any of you know where Iron Man's gone?" He asked, his gloved hands finding their way to the belt strapped around his waist. "Nope," Natasha replied simply. "Last time I saw him he was up in the air dancing with his evil twin." Steve's heart dropped. Where could they have gone then?

Once HYDRA got their hands on Tony, they were in big trouble. That man stores a lot of important information in his head. If they ever got it out of him, the team (and probably the entire human race) will be royally fucked. The Avengers will no longer be seen as heroes. Their reputations will drop like a boulder in water as soon as HYDRA released their 'new and improved' creations. Their counterparts. Hell, they might even be stronger than the actual Avengers. IF they got everything out of Tony. But Steve doubts that'll ever happen. Tony was a strong man. And painfully stubborn, might he add. But HYDRA had their ways to get someone to comply. Mind-Control, Brainwash, Torture, you name it. Tony might be strong, but one of their methods could potentially break him. He ran a hand through the tousled nest of hair resting on top of his head, releasing a heavy, painful sigh as his gaze shifts to the ground. "Right. Okay, Thank you. Um... Go contact SHIELD for me, will you? I have a feeling we weren't the only ones here when our 'friends' came for a visit." The Captain says, letting a bit of a commanding tone lace into his voice, trying to maintain the 'Leader' image he was supposed to have even though he knew it was useless. Clint and Natasha knew just how scared he was. He was fucking terrified. Worried. Hell, he was panicking. He just had to find Tony. He had to.

Both spies replied with simple 'Alright's and 'Okay's, sharing a look before going off to deliver his commands while checking around to see if there were any poor souls that needed their assistance. Steve's gone off to look for that one brunette that always seemed to be getting in trouble. With a throbbing headache and hell-giving rib, he goes on to search for his lovely idiot.

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"Steve!" Natasha's voice crackled through the earpiece. "Yeah?" "It's Tony. We found him." She sounded almost breathless as if she just ran a marathon. Three, actually. "What? Where?" He asks, his heart suddenly picking up the speed as he leaves the injured man he pulled out from under some rubble in the care of the parademics, turning to take another scan of the field where a major clean-up process organized by SHIELD was taking place. "Your three o'clock. Parademics are taking care of him. He's breathing, but..." Her worry was palpable by the way she speaks, and at that, Steve suddenly felt like he wasn't going to like what he was about to discover. Was it bad? What happened to him? "I think you should see for yourself. It's not that horrible, but it's... Something." She didn't know how to say it. She didn't want to be the one to deliver the bad news. "Yeah, okay. I'm coming." Comes his simple reply, voice breaking, spotting the redhead near a group of uniformed parademics who offered a small wave at the captain. The blonde jogs his way over, worry and fear becoming more and more noticeable as he got closer. The Iron Man suit lies near a pile of rubble, lifeless, the blue in its eyes, reactor and repulsors non-existent. A large chunk of the titanium-alloy armor was missing, probably shot off. In other words, it was in pretty bad shape. And then there was Tony himself, eyes closed, breathing slow and not so steady, blood staining the ripped clothes he barely managed to throw on before the battle was called, red staining the side of his head, seeping out onto the ground where he lay. There was quite a lot of bustle as they worked to track the brunette's wounds and give them attention, which they did in record time. Steve's heart practically broke. In all the battles they've fought together, he's never seen Tony in this state, and that was beyond terrifying. Natasha appeared beside the taller blonde, smiling rather sadly. "I'm sorry, Steve. He'll be alright. He'll be back to himself in no time, alright?" She says, in a fruitless effort to comfort him. The supersoldier couldn't speak, so he simply nodded, eyes still set on the brunette in the parademics' care.

The next few hours were a blur of activity. The EMTs taking Tony into an ambulance, requesting a teammate to tag along (Steve did just that, telling the others to still report to Fury on their behalf, asked them to tell the director what had happened, that he would get in touch as soon as news comes available), the brunette being taken to the OR, leaving the Captain to wait anxiously. He was seated on one of the armchairs set against the wall, bothered by the fact that he was still wearing his uniform, not as clean as he'd like to be. He received some treatment for his own minor wounds (well, as minor as a broken rib can go), and he was very much thankful for that despite knowing they would be gone in a few hours. The blonde's shield rests against the wall, occupying the empty space behind him as he fiddles with the pages of those magazines the hospital provided, trying his best to reassure himself that Tony would walk away from this just fine. Occasionally, a child and an adult would enter the room, with the kid eyeing the supersoldier curiously, probably wondering why he was here, of all places. At least, that's what he assumed. He did hear about some children talking about how superheroes didn't need anyone to give them medical attention because they were so 'cool' and 'strong'. It didn't make much sense, but he let them believe what they want to believe.

Time went on, and Steve spent it suffering quietly with everyone that went in and out of the waiting room. He was growing restless, but he refused to leave Tony. He will wait as long as he needed to for Tony's reappearance.

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Hogwash-idea

(So since JK Rowling is asking like a trash again, I figured I’d posted the Hogwarts story idea I wrote when I was in middle school baed off of a tumblr idea about a few ideas a read on tumblr, mainly one about a Muslim student at Hogwarts, which happens to be Alma but, I never learned enough about the religion to feel like I could write it even remotely correctly.)

And pleas let me say that I also had plans to add two gay couples (one was two boys, one from Spanish boy from Slithern named Cole and one was from Raven claw, was an African American named Jack) (other couple was to girls, one named Oliva and was from raven claw and one was Abbigail who comes uo later in this rant part) a bisexual boy named Eric from hufflepuff puff ti the group and a trans griffindor girl, name Abbigal, who was supposed to have freckles and always wear pink just b/c she likes it.)

Year one, day zero

It was a normal day at platform 9 3/4. Wizard and muggle parents were hugging their children goodbye before they left. One family had a young eleven year old who was trying to escape his mother's grip.

Graham's mother was hugging him to death while giving him kisses. Each time she would kiss his blushing cheeks red lip stick stain in her lips place. Meanwhile behind his mother, his father was holding back a stiff laugh while his little sister hugged his legs tightly. Meanwhile his grandfather just watched from a distance with a look of disgust on his face as he saw muggles walk by. Each one of these family members had bright blond hair so, it was easy to tell who was related.

"Ma, stop it. You're embarrassing me!" Graham complained. His mother kept hugging him to death. Like always her long blond hair flew in the wind with ever move she took. As for her black dress, it went to the floor, covered her arms completely and had a red belt to it. She also had a grey cape over her back.

Meanwhile his little sister Tulip whipped her running nose on his black pant leg. She was wearing the same perfect red puff dress as always. Her hair was always in perfect curls too. The young six year old girl always found a way to look as cute as possible. Even while crying her eyes out.

"Melissa, we have to let him go. Even his owl is getting impatient." His father chuckled. Graham's mother let another snuffle escape her mouth as she let go of her baby boy. Tulip copied her mother but, ended up hugging her mom's legs instead.

"I know but, I can't help it. It feels like just yesterday I was holding him in my arms and now he's off to Hogwarts." Melissa sobbed looking at her young son. Her dark brown eyes were filled with almost as much tears that were in her daughter's brown eyes. She pushed her hands through her son's blond hair with a sad smile. Graham reached up and held his mothers hand.

"Mom, I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. I'm gonna be just fine." Graham smiled. His mother gave him another sad smile before she walked over to her husband. She some how had escaped her daughter's grip. Which was probably why she was back to hugging his legs while crying.

"Tulip, I gotta go." Graham smiled as he messed with his sister's perfect hair. She looked up with big tears in her eyes.

"Don't forget about me." She begged as she finally let go.

"How can I forget my favourite flower?" Graham asked as he put his left hand back on his suit cases. Meanwhile the snowy owl that had been walking back in forth on it's cage was now trying to find a way out. The cage began rocking back and forth while sitting on top of his suit cases.

Graham just sighed as he began to walk into a large train that had just pulled up to the station. Meanwhile his crying mother and sister were hugging his father to death. Yet, his grandfather raced over and pulled him into a hug. Graham froze before hugged him back. His grandfather usually was never like this. Not even at his great uncles funeral.

"Stay away from mudbloods. They don't deserve to be with us today." His grandfather whispered in his ear. Graham sighed. Wizards born by normal non magic users were known as his grandfather's worst enemy. In fact, there were rumours going around his home that he killed two muggle children at a beach and was never charged.

Graham preyed that those weren't true. Yet, he knew there was a chance that this happened. After all his grandfather talked about being a death eater at house parties at their place. Were they true? Only his grandfather knew.

"I will." Graham lied. His grandfather pulled away with a Saturn smile on his face.

"Good." His grandfather stated as a loud whistle rung out from the train behind them. Quickly he turned his back and hurried into the train. A few more children ran in after him. You could hear them laughing an stalking with each other. Then everyone ran to the windows as the train began moving.

Graham hung out an opened window. His little sister, mother and father were waving goodbye from where they stood. That is until his sister as well as his mother chased the train with tear running down their faces. He waved goodbye whole yelling,

"See you all this Christmas!"

The he turned around to see six children staring at him. Quickly they all turned around but, he knew why they were staring.

(Sorry text is stuck like this for some reason now)

He was apparently related to a death eater. It was like a sort of disease at this school. Everyone hated them. They did kill a lot of people though. Like thousands of non-magic users and magic users. Thousands of families were ripped apart before the dark lords defeat in 1999. Yet, it was 2017 and no was one was over it. No one would ever be over it. There were even rumours of the dark lords child being around. So, every child was ready to turn on a slitherin or others if needed.

Graham quickly ran down a hallway looking for an open compartment. The first one he saw was full of ravenclaw second years. As for the second one, it was full of fifth slitherins. Now the third was full of fourth year griffindors. Then as you could guess, the fifth was full of third year hufflepuffs. After that when ever he would look in a compartment someone would close the door quickly. That is until, he entered a compartment with a brown haired girl in current world muggle clothing.

"Is this seat taken?" He asked. The young girl's bright brown eyes drifted from the window to him. Looking in them made him think of the best hot chocolate ever. Her eyes also made his heart speed up a bit.

"Nope. It probably won't be either unless you sit in it." She stated. Her voice was high pitched but, had a sort of tone that made it sound like she was singing a beautiful medley. It also lacked the same accent that everyone around him spoke. This some how made her more unique in his eye.

Graham sat down next to the strange girl. She was wearing a weird hoodie that was rainbow coloured with a symbols that read "nike". Graham assumed that 'Nike' was some sort of secret muggle club. She also appeared to be wearing long blue pants with rips in them. Which also look a little weird to him. There was also a golden heart necklace around her neck.

"I'm Graham by the way." He smiled as he extended his hand. A tiny cute smile spread across her large pink lips.

"I'm Melody. And if you don't mind me asking, what the fresh heck are you wearing?" She asked looking at his outfit. Graham was wearing a green fancy robe that had a black gem stone right under his neck. He kinda looked like he was a vampire or something. Or at least to Melody it did. Maybe she should stop watching monster movies with her family.

"It's a robe. A very fancy expensive one. Plus, I wanted to know what are you wearing?" He asked.

"This is common non-mag, I mean muggle clothes. What? Never seen a muggle born before?" Melody asked with a smirk. Wait, this girl was a muggle born? He had never seen one this up close before. Especially one who knew about the wizarding world.

"Your a muggle born? What's life like for you? No wait, is it true you have some sort of machine to wash dishes for you that can't use magic? Is it also true you have a machine to wash clothes? Is it true that ghost can talk to muggle too? What's your house like? I bet it's tiny! Oh do you have a pet? Not like a magic pet but, a normal pet that cane be handled by muggles. Is it true that you can adopt a large dog and have it be a hard dog for you? What's this LGBTQ I heard about?" Graham asked over 21 questions after these. Melody just felt her face heat up a bit until he stopped talking. After words a tiny bit of laughter filled the room. It was one of the prettiest things Graham had ever heard.

"You've never meet a muggle or muggle born before have you?" She asked. Graham shook his head no. With a smile she began to explain all of these things as the train continued down the track.

Eventually the two twelve year olds bought candies. Oka, Graham went to guy the candies then heard Melody stomach rumble. Then he found out she didn't have any money, just a couple sandwiches. Which she searched for and couldn't find. So he bought candies for them to split. What kinds? Well he got chocolate frogs, jelly slugs, Bertie Bott's every flavour jelly beans, acid pops, ice mice and fizzing whizbees. All of which Melody loved.

The two began joking around while, eating wizard candy until Graham put a single yellow jelly in his mouth. Then he had a look of disgust fell across his face. Quickly he stuck his younger out and tried to look for a place to spit it out. He raced around their art until a laughing Melody opened a window. He spit that out the window before she could say anything.

"W-what flavour was that?" Melody asked through a lot of laughter. Graham whipped his tongue on his hand once. Then he realized that the taste was still there. So he did it again. And again. And again. He ended up doing this 15 times before the taste was gone. While he did this Melody continued to laugh her butt off.

"Vomit. It was vomit flavoured." Graham stated. Melody laughed before saying one thing.

"This is going to be the best school ever."

~time skip~

The large sorting hat was placed on top of Melody's long brown hair. She looked as nervous as everyone else did. Yet, she didn't whisper which house she wanted to be in or not be in like everyone else now a days. Nope. She just kept whispering,

"Please let me have friends where ever I go for once."

She just kept repeating it over again and again. That is until five seconds later when everyone heard it say something. Which was...

"Hufflepuff."

Graham felt his face fall from where he was sitting. He had kinds hoped that Melody got sorted into Slytherin with him. Not so she could be the fist muggle born in there. Nope. So he could be friends with a non rich kid. Yet, this didn't mean they still couldn't talk.

Soon Graham found him self sleepily walking to the dungeon to the Slytherin dorm room. He rubbed the sleep out of his blue eyes as the people around him were laughing and talking. They had tried to avoid him. These kids seemed to hate him too. Who knows why!

"This year the password is mudblood." The perfect let out a crew smiled. Graham felt his face fall. He wasn't going to say that word daily just to go in his room. Nope! He would rather sleep in the hallway. So would two other Slytherin. Which they would end up doing in exact two days.

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Year one, day one

Character based on this head canon.

Graham could feel his eyes bulge out of his head as he saw a fimilar brunette race across the room to the ravenclaw dining table. Students were supposed to sit with their houses while eating. Not other houses. Yet, he soon realized she was talking to a girl with olive skin wearing a blue scarf over her head. The young girl she was talking to was sitting all alone at the end of the table. Which was probably why Melody was able to get to that seat quickly.

The two girl's laughed a bit as the scarf girl ate vegetables. Which seemed to be the only thing on her plate. The scarf girl's brown eyes seemed to be filled with as much joy as ever as she seemed to tell a joke. He only assumed it was a joke since it made Melody laugh so hard she snorted.

Then they seemed to talk about something else. Something Melody said made the scarf girl look that way. Her dark brown eyes were confused before she turned to Melody. Graham's face heated up as he saw this scarf girl saying something to her while pointing her long olive fingers at him. Melody's brown eyes flew over to him. A large smile spread across her face as she waved him over. Meanwhile scarf girl giggled a bit.

Graham looked to his left. Then his right. Afterwords the large table where the teachers ate. Luckily the teachers were all to gust talking to notice the hufflepuff sitting with a ravenclaw. Then there was also the fact that no one at this table would ever listen to him. He was really bored at this table anyways.

So he made a mad dash over to that table. Somehow he got over to the seat in front of the two girl's without being seen. Both girl's giggled a bit seeing the look of fear on his face. Plus his hair was a mess. Quickly he ran his hand through his hair before smiling back. Hopefully it was back to normal.

"Hi. I'm Graham." He smiled. The scarf girl giggled the same time Melody laughed. They both had large smiles on their face.

"Graham this is my friend, Almas." Melody smiled. Graham smiled as he extended a hand to her.

"It's nice to meet you Graham. Melody talks about you a lot." Alma smiled. She had a accent he had heard before. It was a nice accent. A beautiful one but, not as beautiful as Melody's voice all together.

"Nice go meet you Almas." Graham smiled. Almas looked at him for a moment before a large smile spread across her face.

"You know, you are unlike any other Slytherin I meet here so far." Almas stated as she ate a fork of vegetables. Graham sighed. That would make sense. Other Slitherns weren't exactly the make friends kind of people. They preferred to stay together like a wolf pack so that no one would judge them. It seemed to be the only thing anyone did any more.

"I know, I am the most handsome boy in the house." Graham smiled leaning back in his seat and holding his leg in the air in a bit. All while making something called 'duck lips' that Melody said models in the muggle world used. Both girl's giggled while looking at each other.

"I don't know about that." Almas smiled. Graham sat up straight before putting on a a fake pouting look on his face. This just made both girl's giggle again. Which in Graham's defence was his plan.

"but, you're the only one who has actually talked to me in your house and mine." Almas sighed. Graham could feel his face scrunch up. No one had talked to her? Why? She looked like any other kid here. So, why had no one talked to her yet?

"Like I said Almas, if you want I could always make them talk to you." Melody stated looking at her. Almas sighed.

"I know you can but, I still I just want one person in this house to talk to me on their own will. Not because they're forced to be my potions partner." Almas stated again.

"How many times do I have to tell you, that's not the reasons I talked to you for." Melody sighed. Graham looked at Almas again. Why would no one talk to her?

"If it helps, Melody talks to everyone. She likes everyone." Graham explained. Almas's eyes lit up as a tiny smile spread across her face. Meanwhile Graham was now frowning. Did she really think Melody didn't like her?

"I would never have suspected that." Almas smirked as she ate another bite of her supper. Melody rolled her eyes.

"I told you. Now, let's get back to the topic we were talking about before hand. Graham?" Melody asked. Graham jumped a bit hearing Melody say his name. Almas now had a larger smile on her face. Almost as if she knew something was there. Something that Melody wouldn't admit was ever there.

"Yeah?" Graham asked.

"Would you tell Almas that anime isn't all blood and guts! She's only heard of one and now she think all anime are bloody!" Melody complained throwing her hands up in the air. Graham stared at her for a moment.

"What the bloody hell is anime?" Graham asked. Melody's jaw dropped.

"You both have much to learn my apprentices. So much to learn." Melody explained.

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