#there was a thread i saw right before this

[xxsugarbones]

Lessons

It’s not that he doesn’t know how to give head. Sometimes he just likes a little encouragement in the form of a very.. Hands-on lesson.

-ft. poly!satosugu x fem!reader

cw - poly relationship, cunnilingus, teaching satoru how to eat pussy, satoru is lowkey filthy in one part, sugu pulls toru’s hair twice, pet names, praise

wc - 535

a/n - this is shamelessly inspired by a friend and I’s roleplay ideas and is very very self indulgent. When you see this, you’re welcome bb 🥰

NSFW BELOW THE CUT - MDNI

Don’t get him wrong. Satoru was already good at giving head. But sometimes a little lesson from Suguru wouldn’t hurt, right?

Surely not. Because with the way you’re spread out in front of the two of them now, one leg spread wide over each of their broad shoulders to keep you nice and open for them, while your pussy visibly throbbed in need and glistened in the soft lighting being cast over your three forms, Satoru saw this as nothing but a blessing from whatever Gods above.

“Fuck, princess, look at you.” Suguru crooned, leaning forward to give a slow, wide lick of your slit, letting his tongue rest over your clit. You gasped, jolting up into his mouth, but he quickly pulled back before you could give yourself any more stimulation. A thick string of saliva and slick connected your pussy and his chin, which Satoru quickly dipped his head down to catch in his own mouth before it hit the sheets. Who would he be to let such gold go to waste?

“See what I did there, Satoru?” Suguru muttered, taking one hand and yanking the white haired man up by his soft locks. Satoru whimpered at the stinging pleasure, before locking his eyes onto your quivering cunt. Fuck. You looked divine.

“Slow and teasing always gets her riled up more. Slow the fuck down.” He pushed the man’s head towards the apex of your thighs, Satoru’s hot breath hitting your soaking core, which made you buck up towards his soft lips. And he gave you exactly what you wanted, flattening his tongue and pressing it right against your pretty little hole, and licking a slow, fat stripe up your slit. Like Suguru his tongue lingered over your clit, making you whine. But he kept going. Slowly his tongue rolled around the sensitive bundle of nerves in circles, and your eyes were quick to snap into the back of your head.

“Oh fuck, Toru, look at her.” Suguru hissed, unable to stop his hand from shooting down to grab his painfully stiff cock through his boxer briefs. Satoru followed his other lover’s demand, looking up to your face. And he moaned into your pussy at the sight, hips suddenly bucking into the air.

“See? Good boy. I told you slow and steady. Look how fucking pretty she looks.” Suguru cooed, his free hand coming to thread his fingers into the back of Satoru’s hair, pushing his face further down into your cunt. The vibrations of the blue eyed man’s moans shook you to your core, your hole clenching around nothing and a borderline pornographic moan being torn from the pit of your chest.

Satoru always enjoyed these lessons. Though it was obvious that he always pretended to forget what he had learned, he didn’t mind being told what to do again by that deep gravelly voice of his boyfriend’s, while he drinks down his sweet girlfriend’s cum time and time again, along with her filthy moans. Suguru never seemed to mind “teaching” him again, either. Sometimes he would even join the fun and eat you out alongside his partner.

And holy fuck, you did not mind one bit. Not one bit at all.

#satoru gojo smut #gojo smut #gojo satoru #suguru geto smut #geto smut #geto suguru #jjk smut #satosugu x reader #satoru x you x suguru #I’m so down bad

[gh0stsp1d3r]

ℳ𝒶𝓎𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇

Part 2, chapter 6- eviction notice

Series masterlist

Warnings- This one’s a lot more jj centered, but some rafe and reader moments (: two exes still pining for each other Is my favorite

Summary: you’re finally back home, the pogues missed you and Rafe can’t get over you

A knock on the door interrupted your nightly routine, you sighed, standing up and opening the door.

“Hi.” You said, a little shocked at Rafe’s appearance this late.

“Okay, so…” he pushed past you, sitting down on the bed, next to you. “we’re leaving tomorrow.”

“You mean… back to Kildare?” You asked him.

He nodded. “I- I already asked if you could use a phone, but, my dad doesn’t really trust you right now. But… I can…” he sighed. “I can see if I can try and email one of them or something.“

You nodded at him. He stood up, going to the door before you called his name.

“Rafe.”

“Yeah?” He turned to look at you.

“Thank you.”

A million thoughts ran through his mind as he walked back home. When he got there, he saw yellow tape on the door, along with an eviction notice. Going up with furrowed eyebrows, he held back tears.

“What?” He mumbled, confused. You told him that you were paying for it, that you were just staying at Ricky’s because you couldn’t bear to be at the house. Not because you lost it.

He looked on the back when he saw some marker bleed through, you had written on it.

“I’m sorry, JJ.” You scrawled out on it, he saw some tear stains on the paper as well. With a small sigh, tears threatening to spill, he entered through the window, grabbing the pills from the counter, sitting on the couch, and throwing them.

He ran his hands over his face, beginning to cry into them while taking a sip of the beer his dad had left.

He was outside, fixing his bike with Kiara came up behind.

“Eviction notice. For like, non payment or whatever. My sister didn’t even tell me.” He stood up, facing her now. He sighed, looking back at the house.

“Doesn’t matter. This place sucks anyway. Great to be back in the outer banks, right?”

“So get this. I uh, had an email waiting for me when I got home. John B actually found Big John. He’s alive..”

JJ paused, turning his head to Kiara now.

“Seriously?”

Kiara nodded. “Yeah. He’s at the Chateau.”

JJ smiled, standing up again. “Damn.”

“Yeah, he thinks we’re close to the same treasure Singh was talking about.”

JJ nodded, sniffling as he grabbed a towel.

“Hey, look. My parents didn’t even wanna let me out of the house. But I told them I had to come check on you.”

“Well, it’s not me you have to worry about.” He exhaled.

“JayJ, what’s up? Is it something Pope said? I know he’s not all obsessed about what happened between me and him. We’re both past that, but something’s bugging you. And it’s not just your sister.”

“It was just weird, what almost happened on the boat with us. It was just weird.” He said, inhaling.

“Yeah, Yeah, I mean it was… it was weird for me too, but… not bad weird.”

“No. Not bad weird.” He came closer to her, the both of them staring at each other.

“What are we doing?” He asked, heart picking up. “What are we doing? We shouldn’t be doing this, nah.” He repeated, moving his face away from hers, walking away. “We shouldn’t do that.”

“Yeah..”

“We shouldn’t!”

“If you say so.”

“I mean, it would like all blow up anyway. You know? Like…” he panted. “Look at you. You got your new threads on, look at me what do I got? This?” He pointed to the house. “This piece of shit?!” He picked up a rock, throwing it at the house.

“Getting kicked out of this place in like a week anyways. Shit, I don’t got parents right now, or my sister. Why would you care? Why would you care? I’m just some loser that- that-“ he stuttered.

“jj…”

“You don’t do care.”

“I do-“

“No, you don’t!”

“I do care!” She argued.

“No, you got parents that live in figure 8, you know? You know… you…”

“That’s not my fault.”

“That’s your future. You got that.” He walked away again, his hands on the back of his head.

“Look if you need us, we’re gonna help you. I’m… I’ll help.”

“It’s that right there! Okay? Like- it’s so easy for you to say that. You know why? Because you’re a kook. You’re a kook, Kiara!”

She nodded, looking down. “Yeah, I’m a kook. I was such a kook when I was living in a cave with you for a month. Soaking in the kook life.”

“That’s not what I’m talking about. God!” He threw on his hat, getting on his bike, and starting the engine.

“JayJ, don’t leave.”

He didn’t listen, just ran away. The only thing he knew how to do.

On the dock, he paced, staring out, even breaking it and throwing things down, kicking and throwing shit.

He paused, looking over you sleeping for a moment. You looked peaceful. He missed this. He would do anything if it meant he could have you so peaceful like that with him again.

It would take time, though. Even Rafe knew that.

“Rise and shine,” Rafe spoke, hitting your shoulder to wake you up.

You mumbled something incoherently, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and sitting up with a yawn.

When you opened your eyes, you had a small smile at the sight of the island. Finally.

His eyes were set on you, while you looked out at the island.

When you got to Tannyhill, you helped Rafe with the boat and went up the dock.

Rafe lead you to to the front, both of you standing in front of each other now.

“Thanks, again.” You told him, staring into his baby blue eyes.

“Yeah, yeah.” He waved it off.

“You know, Rafe, you could be a really good man when you try.” You told him when you began to walk away.

He rolled his eyes, a small smile gracing his features when you turned. “Whatever.”

But when you left, you spotted Sarah leaving as well.

“Sarah?” You questioned, making her turn to you.

She said your name, her tone confused and shocked.

“Holy shit, y/n?!” Kiara practically shouted when you came up on the boat with Sarah. You smiled at her, and she came up and embraced you.

“Hey, Kie.” You said with a laugh,

“I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to push you off-“

“It’s fine. I know.” You shrugged.

“I went to go grab some clothes and a phone, and I found her, but…”

“Rafe is back.” You finished her sentence.”And the cross is coming back. To Wilmington tomorrow night. I heard him on the phone yesterday.”

“And I heard him not that long ago.”

“What?” She looked at Sarah and back at you.

“I was gonna tell Pope at the Chateau.”

“He can’t. He’s on lockdown.”

“Okay, um… then.. I’ll hit up Pope, and then maybe you go to the Chateau and tell John B. And JJ?”

Kiara swallowed at that.

“Wait, is he.. at the chateau?” You asked them.

Kiara shrugged. “I don’t know. He blew up on me earlier. He… uh.. was at the house.”

“Shit..” you murmured.

JJ pulled up to the Chateau, whistling for John B. You stood up, Kiara was inside, not wanting to intrude on you two.

“JJ.” You spoke quietly.

He turned around at the sound of your voice. He whispered your name, repeating it louder now as he came up to you.

He wrapped his arms around you, tears falling down his face.

“Holy shit. You’re- you’re-“

“Yeah.” You laughed, tears falling down your own face now.

“You didn’t tell me we got evicted. I would- I would have helped..” he told you, looking at your face now.

“I didn’t want you to. That’s why I didn’t tell you.” You shook your head feverishly. “I’m saving up for a better house, now.”

He smiled and shook his head again.

“I missed you so much, dude.” He said, pulling you in for another hug.

Kiara came out, waiting. He turned to Kiara now, clearing his throat and wiping his tears.

“Is uh… John B not here?” He asked with a sigh.

“Nope.”

Kiara cleared her throat, cutting through the awkward silence.

“What’s up?”

“Uh, Rafes what’s up.” Kiara spoke.

“He’s back on the island, JJ.” You continued her sentence. “He said he’s staying for a little, for business or some shit.”

“Spectacular.” He said sarcastically.

“It’s not just that. I overheard him saying the cross is coming into Wilmington tomorrow. Wards trying to sell it.” You said.

“Great. Does Pope know?”

“Yeah. Sarah went to tell him. He’s locked down.” Kiara told him. “And I guess John B and his dad went and got the Twinkie. They’re off to God knows where.” Kiara handed him the envelope.

“Yeah, of course. Just when we need them.” He threw his hands up, staring out into the water.

“Wait, hold on though.” He stopped, turning to you both now. “We know where the cross is gonna be. That means it’s still on the field. Okay, alright. So we can come in and swoop, we’re still in this. We gotta get everybody together, then we’ll come up with a plan. Get our asses to Wilmington.”

Kiara looked at you. You urged her as he walked away.

“Hey, hey, JJ, before we can formulate some crazy plan, can we talk?” Kiara spoke, catching up to him.

JJ took a deep breath, talking was never really his thing.

“Yeah. Yeah, we can talk.”

“Something almost happened. Between us on the boat.”

“Mmm-hmm..”

“And I know that’s got to freak you out. It caught me off guard too. And I know, your whole life, I know you freak when people get close, and I get it. I don’t blame you.”

He looked away, because he knew she was right.

“Just please don’t ever say that I don’t care about you. And you called me a kook…”

“Okay, well, hold on-“ he started.

“Which is lame.”

“I know. That was lame..”

“It was uncalled for. Yeah, it’s a low blow.”

“All right, Kie. Look, Kie,” he put his hands on her shoulders. “You’re right. I flipped. You know how I be. Just uh.. just… look. We should just… just call it a truce. Just.. etch a sketch it. Clean slate. Truce?”

“Truce.” She held her hand out.

“So, how we gonna jack this cross?” You came up to them suddenly, both of them jumping at you.

“Jesus! You just got back and you’re already trying to give me a heart attack?”

don’t like this chapter too much ugh

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[yournameloveskpop]

SECRET

Paring: Jungwon x Reader x Jake

Style: NSFW, smut, friendship

Warning: smut . Minors do not interact

Word count: 1936

Jungwon couldn't believe the rush of excitement coursing through him; the apartment's usual buzz of activity was replaced by the intense, singular focus on the person right in front of him. He was in uncharted territory, making out with Jay's cousin, Y/N, on the couch, while the rest of the Enhypen members were out.

They were lost in their own world, the TV's noise a mere background to the symphony of their synchronized movements. Jungwon's hands explored Y/N's waist, securing her against him, while she played with the hair at the back of his neck, ensuring no space remained between them.

As the intensity grew, they moaned in unison, the sound a testament to the passion that enveloped them. Jungwon, seizing the moment, gently maneuvered Y/N onto his lap, his lips finding a new path along her jawline to her neck.

"You're making it impossible to stop," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin.

Y/N tilted her head back, offering him more access. "Don't stop," she managed to say, her voice a mix of desire and encouragement.

Jungwon left a lingering mark on her chest, eliciting another moan from Y/N. She responded by leaning back and initiating a slow, rhythmic movement against him.

Watching her, Jungwon felt his restraint waning, the sight sending him into a deeper haze of desire.

"Y/N..." he groaned, his voice deep, filled with a hunger that mirrored hers.

She teased him further, moving with more intent. Jungwon's response was immediate, his body syncing with hers in a dance as old as time.

The tension between them was palpable, amplified by their contrasting attire; his loose joggers and her skirt did little to cool the escalating heat.

"We're walking a dangerous line, Y/N," Jungwon breathed, his gaze intense.

With a daring smile, Y/N whispered back, "Then let's not fall, Jungwon."

As Jungwon's hands found a more secure grip on her hips, Y/N took it as the encouragement she needed to continue their intimate dance. Just as they were teetering on the edge of taking things further, the abrupt sound of the door swinging open shattered their bubble of privacy.

Jake strolled in, initially oblivious to the situation, until his gaze landed on Jungwon and Y/N in their compromising position. His initial broad smile morphed into an expression of sheer astonishment, followed by an audible gasp. Silence engulfed the room as Jake's surprise gave way to a mischievous grin.

"Wow, what do we have here?" Jake couldn't hide the amusement in his voice, already plotting the fun he'd have teasing Jungwon and Y/N.

Jungwon and Y/N froze, caught in the act, as Jake's eyes sparkled with not just the thrill of catching them but also an undeniable interest. Jake had always found Y/N attractive, and seeing her with Jungwon stirred more than just the urge to tease.

Jake approached with a confident stride, his mind racing with possibilities. "You know, this could be a lot more interesting," he mused aloud, a hint of suggestion coloring his tone.

Jungwon, caught off guard, stuttered, "Jake, it's not what it looks like."

Y/N, equally flustered, tried to compose herself. "Yeah, we were just—"

"Saving it for Jay to see? Please, I won't tell if you don't," Jake quipped, his tone playful yet threaded with an undercurrent of desire, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Y/N and Jungwon exchanged nervous glances, the sudden shift in the room's atmosphere palpable. Jake, fully aware of the tension he'd introduced, saw an opportunity to add a twist to the evening's events, considering they all had a couple of hours free from prying eyes.

"Why not make the most of the time we have?" Jake suggested, a playful smirk playing on his lips, gauging Y/N and Jungwon's reactions to his bold proposition.

As he leaned closer, his gaze momentarily fixated on the mark Jungwon had left on Y/N's chest—a silent testament to their moments before his interruption. Without missing a beat, Jake gently tilted Y/N's chin, closing the distance with a kiss that held a promise of more, an action that felt both daring and bold.

Jungwon, momentarily stunned, found his voice, "Jake, what are you doing?"

Y/N, caught in the unexpected turn of events, pulled back slightly, her eyes wide with surprise. "Jake, this is unexpected..."

Jake, with a confident grin, responded, "Life's too short for what-ifs, right? Why not explore a little?"

The room filled with a tense yet curious silence as Jungwon and y/n considered the implications of Jake's actions. taking the silence as a yes he leaned back and kissed y/n again but this time she kissed back.  They broke apart after only a few seconds, each feeling emboldened by the other's reaction.

Jake, sensing their readiness, turned his attention to Jungwon, whose pulse raced in anticipation. Before they knew it, their mouths moved in sync, and soon their hands roamed freely, tangling in one another's hair.

Their movements grew frantic as they started exploring one another's bodies, indulging in a carnal exploration they hadn't known was possible. Y/N watched as the two bandmates make out in front of her before leaning in and kissing Jungwon's neck.

"Jake. . . Jungwon," she murmured, feelings and also need for more attention.

After pulling away from Jungwon's lips, Jake found his way to his ear, whispering softly. "Do you want to play with me, Jungwon?"

Jungwon closed his eyes and leaned  back, sighing. "Yes, Jake... I want to."

He felt Y/N wrap her arms around his torso, an intimacy that both excited and relieved him.

Jake told Jungwon to lay on the couch, Y/N didn't need to be told as she pulled down Jungwon's joggers and boxers. Jungwon dick was already hard from his and y/n make out session earlier.

"Go on suck it," Jake told her and watched as y/n leaned down to Jungwon's tip small playful flick. 

As she sucked Jungwon dick slowly, Jake ran his fingers through her hair and used the other hand to massage her scalp, moving in rhythm with y/n sucking Jungwon dick. Jake stood behind Y/N, he lifted her skirt up and pulled her panties down slowly. The sight of her pussy glistening made him drool slightly as he took his index finger and pushed it into her juicy cunt.  As his finger entered her wetness, he quickly took his thumb and curled it around his middle finger.

"You feel good, Y/N," Jake said lowly as he pushed another finger into her and thrusted faster.

Y/N looked back over her shoulder at him. Her mouth covered the head of Jungwon dick and began stroking it again. Jungwon moaned as she continued to suck his cock and felt a little stream of cum come out. Jake skilfully unbuckled his jeans and piled them down along with his boxers with one hand. He pulled his fingers out of her before rubbing her juice over her other hole. He pumped his own cock a few times and rubbed the tip on her back end. 

"That feels good," he said as he slipped it inside her tight ass.

It hurt a little bit, but after a while Y/N didn't even notice as she licked Jungwon dick clean. Jake pushed her forward a bit so her pussy was level to Jungwon's dick. Jungwon's shaky hand found her hips and pushed his cock into her dripping cunt.

"Ah!" Y/N cried out when his cock pushed its way inside.

She was too far gone to enjoy it though as Jake knelt behind her and rammed his cock into her asshole harder than she expected. The pleasure was intense but it wasn't enough to stop her from riding Jungwon's cock. Jungwon thrusting up to match meet their rhythm.

"Fuck!" Jungwon cursed and gripped y/n hips tighter.

Jake loved the look on Jungwon's and Y/N's face. He grabbed the back of y/n’s head and pushed her down so that her lips met Jungwon's.

"imagine if Jay walked in and saw his precious cousin getting fucked by his bandmates," Jake teased as he thrusted faster.

"Hnngh..." Jungwon moaned loudly and pumped y/n pussy with every thrust.

"How does that feel, Y/N?" Jake whispered hoarsely in Y/N's ear as he slammed himself inside her.

Y/N's eyes widened at the thought but this moment felt to good. Jungwon was the first to cum. He let his load out into y/n, holding her hips down. Jake worked faster, one of his hand going down and made fast circles on her clit. With a cry of ecstasy Y/N orgasmed with him.

Jake slowly pulled out but for Jungwon and y/n, y/n laid on top of him out of exhaustion. Jungwon wrapped his arms round her protectively, his dick still inside her. Jake sorted himself out and chuckled softly at the two in front of him. He then got a text from his phone. It was Jay saying they will be back in fifteen minutes. Jake's smile faded and looked at Jungwon and y/n.

"Jay will be back in fifteen. I suggest you fix yourselves up if you don't want to get caught," he said and walked over to them again, "I'll help. . . It was fun while it lasted though right?" he grinned again and helped Jungwon and y/n clean up.

Fifteen minutes flew by faster than they realized, and suddenly the door swung open. Jay strolled in, flanked by Riki, Sunghoon, Heeseung, and Sunoo. The apartment, once a whirlwind of clandestine passion, had swiftly reverted back to its usual, placid state. On the couch, Jake, Y/N, and Jungwon adopted poses of nonchalance, the TV droning on, unnoticed in the background. Jungwon's arm was casually draped over the couch, just behind Y/N's shoulder, while Jake seemed engrossed in whatever was on his phone.

"Hey, guys!" Jake was the first to break the silence, a touch too enthusiastically.

Jay raised an eyebrow at the trio but smiled, "Hey! Looks like you guys had a chill time."

"Totally," Jake replied, his eyes not leaving his phone, though a smirk played on his lips.

Jungwon chimed in, trying to sound as normal as possible, "Yeah, just relaxed and watched some TV. How was the outing?"

Riki, Sunghoon, Heeseung, and Sunoo shared their own snippets from their outing, the conversation flowing easily among them. After a few moments, Jay turned his attention to Y/N, curiosity laced in his tone.

"Y/N, did you have a good time? Did Jungwon keep you entertained? Hopefully, he didn't bore you to death." Jay grinned and patted Y/N on the head playfully.

Y/N, mustering her best smile, responded, "Oh, Jungwon was... a great host. We had a fun time just hanging out here."

Jungwon offered a sheepish grin, "Yeah, I did my best to be entertaining. I think we managed pretty well, right?"

Y/N nodded, her eyes flicking briefly to Jake before returning to Jay, "Yeah, we had a blast. Thank you for asking."

Jay seemed satisfied with the answer, though a playful glint in his eye suggested he sensed there was more to the story. "Well, I'm just glad to hear everyone had a good time. We should all hang out like this more often."

As the group settled into a comfortable conversation, Jake, Y/N, and Jungwon exchanged discreet looks, a silent agreement to keep the afternoon's escapades their little secret.

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[sassypossumm]

Answers

Who In their right mind would ever want to marry Tywin Lannister....

The tittering of the ladies around her had bled into a monotonous sort of scrabbled noise, as she ran her needle through the fabric on her embroidery hoop one more time. Why Margery insisted on dragging her to these sewing circles, she'd never understand. Slipping into the recesses of her mind, she turned to glance out the window.

How she'd love to be anywhere else besides this stuffy room. 

Tyrion was late for a meeting of the small council. In and of itself that fact wouldn't be terribly important. It wasn't as if his punctuality would have caused his father to look at him with any less disdain than he did on a daily basis. He shook his head and quickened his pace as he passed by the solar, currently spilling over with the eligible young hens of the Seven Kingdoms. 

"Oh, naturally Jaime Lannister." A feminine voice whispered with a giggle.

Tyrion paused and raised a brow. Taking several steps backwards, he leaned closer to the door curious as to the contents of this particular conversation. 

"And you, Lady Lorena?" 

"Oh, your own brother, my lady." Another higher pitched voice offered. Tyrion leaned against the wall and folded his arms. 

"And you, cousin?" Margery's eyes flit to her cousin and she sighed when she saw her looking longingly out the window. "Cousin!" Margery said more firmly, causing the woman to stiffen slightly before turning her head. 

"Yes, Margery? What is it?" She glanced around the circle and raised a brow at the conspiratorial looks many were giving each other, as if they'd traded secrets of a life-or-death magnitude. 

"I'm asking each lady," Margery shifted on her stool to better engage her cousin in conversation. "If they had the freedom to choose, of all the eligible men in Westeros, who would they take as husband." Her eyes danced mischievously. Her cousin looked unimpressed and hummed before returning to her embroidery. 

"That seems an exercise in futility, Margery." She said dryly, all the while never taking her eyes off of her needlework. 

Tyrion stifled a chuckle. The girl certainly had cheek. Something he appreciated in a woman. He sensed, however, that as reticent as this mysterious woman might be to answer her cousin's question, she'd likely cave under the hounding looks of those chattery hens. 

"Oh, come cousin. Everyone else has answered. Come now, you wouldn't want to spoil our fun, would you?" Margery coaxed softly, looking at her cousin encouragingly. She looked up at Margery skeptically for a moment before returning her attention back to her needlework. 

"Very well." She said simply. The very atmosphere seemed to be holding its breath waiting for her answer. Even Tyrion had to admit he was more than a little curious. No doubt she'd say Jaime or Loras as the other ladies had. "If given my choice, I'd wed a Lannister." 

Jaime. Tyrion thought to himself with a smirk. He raised a brow, amused at the image of all these noble women desperately chasing his brother, demanding his hand. 

"Come cousin, you can be specific. There are more than just one Lannister." Margery leaned forward on her stool and gave her cousin a knowing look. 

"Well, we can't very well all marry Jaime Lannister." One of the more garishly dressed ladies cut in swiftly. Keeping her eyes on her work, she refused to rise to that bate. 

"You may keep Jaime Lannister." The threaded needle ran through the material once more, distracting her attention. 

"That only leaves the imp and the father." The young lady scoffed. She hummed and cut off a thread to knot it. 

"Given my choice, I'd wed Tywin Lannister." The air seemed to freeze and shudder. Tyrion's eyebrows seemed determined to raise so far that they disappeared into his scalp.

"Tywin Lannister? He's practically old enough to be your father!" She merely shrugged and flipped over her needlework. 

"I believe I answered the question." Rising from the couch, she gathered her needlework and gave Margery a nod of her head. "If you'll excuse me, Margery. Ladies." She addressed the dumbstruck women, still reeling from her recent admission. No sooner had her skirts swished out of the solar, when the brood descended on Margery in a chattering, nosy huddle. 

Tyrion stayed pressed against the wall. He was dying to see what sort of woman would be so bold as to suggest that she wanted... well, his father. Her shoes made a quiet sound, and he was pulled from his revelry to see the backside of her as she began walking down the hallway. Sensing she was being watched, she turned to see Tyrion in the torch light. 

"Lord Tyrion?" She raised a brow and inched closer to him, tucking her needlework into her bag. Slowly Tyrion's eyes trailed up her form, studying her as if he were taking in her measure, which he was doing. She dressed well, but certainly not in a display of money as so many women seem fond of these days. 

"Lady Tyrell." He dipped his head. She responded in kind and glanced from him to the open door and back. 

"Were you spying on us, Lord Tyrion?" She blinked and affected a dethatched attitude. 

You two might be perfect for each other. He thought sarcastically to himself. 

"On the contrary, my lady, I merely passed by at an opportune moment and heard some rather... enlightening opinions." He looked up at her intently, curious as to what might be swirling around in that brain of hers. She merely smirked and met his eyes with unwavering certainty. 

She chuckled, a rusty sound. 

"Good day, Lord Tyrion." She turned to go. 

"Good day, Lady Tyrell." 

And with that, she rounded one of the corners in the halls. Standing for a moment longer, he was driven out of his thoughts by the sounds of the ladies gathering their things. Tyrion quickly hobbled down the other hall, hurrying to at least make an appearance at the meeting. Climbing the stairs to the Hand's Tower, he ran over Lady Tyrell's answer in his mind, and he still had no reasonable reason for why on earth such a woman would speak about his father with such a casual air. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath and swung the doors open.

"Tyrion." His father's only word in his direction before he turned back to council discussions. Tyrion stared singularly at his father, taking every in every line on his face, curiosity still swirling around his mind. 

Why on earth would she want to marry Tywin Lannister?

#tywin lannister #tywin x reader #tywin lannister x reader #game of thrones fic #game of thrones #tyrion lannister

[rainbowonice]

I'm barely hanging by a thread with this show.

The amount of PR that Oliver has done about Bucks storyline and Buddie has been overkill. To the point, where of Buddie doesn't happen after talking about it so much that headlines and clickbait have been created, they're going to look like they've just been shipbaiting to pull in the viewers!

Tommy and the homophobe/transphobe need to go. Lou's weird "thriving" video gives me the impression they're deffo not thriving! And the other one needs to go for obvious fucking reasons!

The whole Bi storyline would've been better coming from Eddie. They could've had Buck single and Eddie discovering himself like it was originally going to be. It would've been so much more interesting to watch!

But I do think the fact that the season only has 10 episodes has put a damper on things, too!

oh i agree with everything!!! it's definitely giving shipbait (for now) i feel like Oliver is saying unhinged Buddie stuff because, in his prospective, they can't really call him out for queerbaiting anymore, since Buck is canon bi now. But I really hope I'm wrong and that he actually knows that Buddie is endgame or something!

I'm still conflicted about Lou video to be honest, I'd rather if he wasn't there at all lmao but if he's there just to make things awkward and they are really NOT thriving then i Could be ok with it. for the Edy situation... idk how she even got in s7 to begin with, i know it's because Natalia actress wasn't available and Tim didn't want both of them to start off as single but they could have just went with a replacement and no one would have noticed 💀 big hope is that she will be bones before the season finale tho! No one likes her and the foreshadowing about them breaking up has been crazy (never date someone you met on a call, bobby convo etc)

Anon you have no idea I've been terrorizing my bestie about EddieTommy for WEEKS i still wouldn't like Tommy as a character but it would have made so much more sense and it would have been way more groundbreaking than BuckTommy! if episode 100 have zero haters I'm dead I REALLY HATE the whole execution and how they switched characters and keep making Buck and Eddie interchangeable cuz that will never be right and it will never sit well with me for various reasons (racism is the racism). And I've been wanting Buck to be single for the longest time let the man be alone and get to know himself for the love of God!

This season worst problem is that they are writing it as they go and they are really rushing things and you can really tell that they have no idea where the plot is going and the season being only 10 episodes make it so much worse :( hope season 8 will save us from this hell but if the last 5 episodes of the season don't get any better idk if i will survive to watch season 8 they are really making it hard for me and I've been watching the show since 2019!

Also i want to thank you for sending me your thoughts! I got so excited when i saw an ask in my inbox 🥰 this is a safe space for hating! I'm a yapper and a hater!!

#911 spoilers #911 on abc #buddie #anon ask #eddie diaz #evan buckley

[mattyriddlesbitch]

So I got to thinking…(probably not a good thing)

What if it’s like a Blaise Zabini x Reader x Tom Riddle threesome, and like the reader is Tom’s girlfriend but she wanted to add a bit more to their sexual activities and Tom decides to like surprise her by bringing Blaise in. Also I have no idea why I but I feel like Tom and Blaise would get along pretty well, just me? Anyways thank you lovey 💗 your writing is absolutely amazing 🤩

Sorry this one took so long! I was struggling with it a bit, but I hope this works!

Please Him

Tom Riddle x F!Reader x Blaise Zabini

Warnings: Oral(male and female receiving), fingers, unprotected sex, cream pie, cussing, threesome.

18+ Minors DNI!

You and Tom had a really good sex life. You never had any problems, but you wanted something…more. You wanted to try something. A threesome. Tom denied it. He really wasn’t fond of sharing you. But the idea was eating at his brain more and more. There was only one guy he would trust with sharing you with, Blaise Zabini. They were really close friends and Tom knew Blaise wouldn’t try anything stupid afterwards. That just because you had sex, didn’t mean you were his and he would flirt with you.

But Tom also didn’t like backtracking on his words so he came up with another idea.

He was sitting on the edge of his bed, hands holding your hair in a makeshift ponytail as you kneeled in front of him, guiding your head up and down his cock, making you gag on it. You both were already naked, him just using your mouth for his pleasure at the moment. You heard the door open and were going to turn your head to look, but Tom kept your head forward with his other hand on your jaw, still guiding your head.

“Fuck.” You heard Blaise mutter behind you.

“She’s been wanting someone else to join us. Greedy little thing.” Tom said. “Isn’t that right?” Tom looked down at you and you gave your best nod. “Well, go on then. Please him.” He let go of you and leaned back on his hands.

You turned around and saw Blaise taking off his pants. You crawled over to him, giving Tom a good view of your ass. Blaise was already hard when he pulled down his underwear. You took his cock in your hand, giving it a slow stroke before spitting on it, using your hand to coat his length in it.

“Fucking hell. You’re filthy.” Blaise said before grabbing your hair and guiding your mouth onto his cock, letting out a groan.

“She is. She’s a filthy slut. Isn’t even happy enough with one man.” Tom said from his spot on the bed, watching his friend fuck your throat.

You moaned in response to their words, making Blaise moan. “Guess she likes being called ‘a filthy slut’, huh?” Blaise chuckled, pushing your head further onto his dick until you needed air and pulled out, a trail of your saliva connecting your mouth to his dick as he let you catch your breath.

“Come here, doll.” Tom said and Blaise let go of you, letting you crawl back to Tom. He pulled you up onto the bed, setting you between his legs, facing towards Blaise. “Let’s let Blaise get a taste of you, huh?” He said against your ear as his hands held your legs apart.

Blaise finished stripping and kneeled between your legs, licking a stripe up your pussy before focusing on your clit.

“Fuck, Blaise.” You moaned, threading your fingers in his hair.

“Is he making you feel good, doll?” Tom’s finger dug into your thighs harshly.

“Yes! So good!” You leaned your head back onto Tom’s shoulder as you moaned.

He tsked before moving a hand to your jaw to tilt your head back down to watch Blaise. “You wanted this, you gotta watch.” His tone was harsh, which contrasted with Blaise’s soft eyes peering up at you.

Blaise eased two fingers in you, making you bite your lip as you moan louder, eyes closing.

“Look at me, ma.” Blaise said. You opened your eyes after a few seconds. “That’s it. Keep looking at me.”

You didn’t last long with his pretty eyes looking up at you, crying out his name and trembling only a few moments later.

“You’re so pretty when you cum, ma.” Blaise said after you came, gently rubbing your thighs.

Tom moved you two so you were on your hands and knees with him behind you.

“Suck his cock, slut.” Tom ordered.

You quickly obeyed and wrapped your lips around Blaise’s cock again, moaning around him.

Tom pushed into you, gripping your hips as he pulled you back onto him. He started thrusting which made you push onto Blaise’s cock further. Tom’s thrusts setting the pace for you. Blaise held your hair, keeping it out of your face as he watched you taking his cock.

“Your mouth feels so good, baby.” Blaise trailed his free hand along your cheek and jaw.

“If she behaves, I might let you feel her pussy another time.” Tom said. “Would you like that, doll? Wanna feel Blaise’s cock in you?”

You could only moan around Blaise in response, but that seemed enough for the two of them as Blaise moaned and Tom gave your ass a spank.

“Fucking slut, taking us both. Is this all you wanted? Asking for another man’s cock.”

“You’re doing so good, ma. You like being fucked by both of us?” Blaise asked, seeming to enjoy the way you choke around him.

You could feel your second orgasm building, the way they were talking and the way Tom’s dick was fucking into you. You came again, crying around Blaise’s cock as your body shook.

“Swallow his cum, doll. Be good for us.” Tom said as he kept pounding into you.

Blaise was cumming down your throat a moment later and you followed Tom’s command, swallowing every bit of it.

You were whimpering and whining from the overstimulation as Tom kept thrusting. Blaise was stroking your hair and face and praising you to soothe you.

Tom finally filled you with his cum, a soft groan escaping his lips. “That’s it. Take all my fucking cum, slut.”

The two boys helped soothe you, helped you relax and clean you up, letting you sleep peacefully after to rest.

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#slytherin boys #slytherin boys x reader #slytherin boys smut #blaise zabini x reader smut #blaise zabini x reader #blaise zabini smut #tom riddle x reader smut #tom riddle #tom riddle x reader

[transmascissues]

at this point i don’t even have any commentary to add to this. i’m just tired.

#there was a thread i saw right before this #where a transmasc person was talking about their body and referred to it as having not been female in a long time #and somebody replied saying that they were confused when they read it #because the trans people on their timeline are almost always transfems so they just assumed that person must be too #like even though they were talking about their body in a way that clearly indicated transmasculinity #this person still thought ‘why would a transfem be saying this’ before they thought ‘maybe this person is transmasc’ #some of y’all really do not see us as part of your community at all and it’s exhausting #even to other trans people we don’t exist (unless it’s convenient) #examples of transandrophobia #transandrophobia #transandromisia #transmisandry #virilmisia #virilphobia #anti transmasculinity #transmascphobia #transmasc erasure

[yo9urt]

mutuals i may be on the verge of becoming a gamer...

#not really LOL not like a serious one at least but umm this could be huge #mine #ok i realize i havent made a personal post in a while so let me explain... #for a while now ive been wanting to get a proper pc so i can play games and also do other stuff (<- macbook air owner) #but i was like ill just wait til i move out cause money and moving etc etc and then i was like well maybe ill get one for black friday #and then i was like no i don't have space and i need to be frugal and it'll be easier to move out if i don't have a pc to worry about #but i still want to play games...COUGH bg3. i really wanna play bg3...and minecraft and stardew valley and the yakuza games also #possibly other games too but anyway i was beginning to lose hope and then i saw someone on some thread somewhere mention the steam deck #and i was like oh yeah waht is that thing (i had never considered it before bc i thought it was more of a serious gamer thing but i also #didnt really know what it was at all anyway back on topic) so i goog'd it and it's like exactly what i need? #it's in my budget + small and portable + can run all the games on my list #(it doesn't run bg3 WELL...you have to be a bit careful with the settings and the framerate is a little messy #but i'm willing to accept that honestly it doesn't bother me i just want to play the game i'll lower my standards) #and with winter break coming up i'm like umm. i need something to do.... #plus they just came out with the oled version and after doing research #even though i want to be frugal i honestly think the 512gb oled seems like the right choice #so. i might order it tomorrow LMAO

[blissfali]

skifufd

#vent #ish #More like #as ive basically become non existent on twitter to the point where the tabs are just taking up deadspace on my pc #ive noticed.Twitter is an awful place for gay people #like i mean weve all known this before #but man when you SEE it for REAL #i didnt know what mspec lesbians were until i saw someone i followed had mspec lebsians dni in their bio #and im like Whats that #and then like. for months every other day id get thread retweeted after thhreaed #like Aghh why you cant say this word why this gay identity fucking sucks why this person is offensive to the lgbt community #and im just like MAN lgbt infighting is stupid right??? #Like wow you guys are stupid im sorry!!!! #it really is that one post where we can be whatever fucking sexuality we want but if we go outside we’ll all get called a faggot #like people on twitter are more worried about who can and cannot say dyke or fag or queer than anything ever #its so damn toxic its actually disgusting #in trying to ‘purify’ the lgbt community twitter is actively sending it to shit #why are we fighting eachother lets all talk about dick or vagina or whatever the fucj #stop arguing about why queer is a slur and who can say if actually and #bi lesbians arent real and are a threat to the lesbians and need to be put down cause theyre taking away from the lesbians #Idfk man its just all so damn stupid #there comes a point when you dont even know what youre fighting for anymore #and i definitely got to that point one time or another #like i was hating on people i didnt even know existed #can we all just hang out. and eat pussy perhaps #‘bi lesbians are hurting the lesbian community!!!!’ lets all go to a gay bar and do shots

[taaboh]

@niftora​ sent: [NUZZLE]. can i just.. needy cat time.. ► from here. | sender nuzzles into receiver's neck.

Takayuki wants to say something. Anything, really-- “you’re cute like this” or “we should do this more often” or a whole multitude of other random idiocies on the tip of his tongue. But he worries that speaking up will have Souma retreating, and it’d taken an arm and a leg and then some to get here.

But as he adjusts the ice pack on his shoulder with his free hand, the other settles comfortably on the other man’s waist and he stays, blissfully, tease-free. (He’ll save the teasing for later.)

“Were you worried about me?” Takayuki asks instead. Lazy, easy circles are traced on the side of Souma’s stomach all the while.

#[ the way i was like ''i should work before doing any writing'' #then saw this and was like ''oh all right fuck work then huh'' #CAT!!! CAT ] #niftora #( thread. )

[survivoirs]

@thorrncrowned​ sent: 🔙  // push  receiver’s  muse  against  a  wall .( TASM!Spidey @ Goblin ) 

This was an entirely new universe to conquer, whether or not Norman was too fucking weak and pathetic to grab for it was irrelevant to Goblin. And the Peter of this universe had tried to fix them. Osborn, that traitor, had even been trying to help Peter get rid of them. And so, poor Norman was shoved deep into the recesses of their mind once again. 

A familiar suited figure bounding over the buildings caught its eye as it flew over the New York streets. What a treat. This one was taller than the one it had seen on the bridge. With any luck, he was the one that belonged to their universe. Perhaps a Spidey corpse would wake Osborn up to the possibilities here? If not, Spider-Man’s death was still overdo. 

The cool air felt crisp against its face as the Goblin shifted its weight to twist the glider around in a sharp motion, dipping quickly as it picked up speed at a rapid rate. It just had to time it just right...

The glider collided into Spider-Man’s back just before he could launch another web to the next building. The Goblin let out a maniacal laugh as the hero was knocked right through a window of some office building. Glass showered the dim streets below while the glider drew to a hover right outside the newly made entrance. Stepping forward, boots crunched over glass on the carpeted floor.

“Did I interrupt your late night stroll, Peter?” Goblin cooed sinisterly into the partial darkness. Enhanced sight could easily make out the shape of the rows of cubicles and the occasional flickering lights on some of the monitors. Ears stayed fixed for any sound of the hero moving about the large room as the Goblin began walking slowly down one of the aisles. It glanced up at the ceiling due to a past learning experience before stopping. 

“The Itsy Bitsy Spider...” It sang darkly before suddenly spinning and swinging a gloved fist straight through one of the cubicle laminate walls. Knuckles just barely brushed against organic softness before the Goblin was met with a hard kick to the center of his chest plates as Spider-Man used the corner of the cubicle wall to swing his body around from where he’d been hiding. Goblin stumbled backwards, hand shooting out to steady itself against the actual wall of the building

Goblin felt something wrap around that hand and its head turned to see webbing holding it there. It chuckled briefly before flashing a look in surprise at the speed with which Spider-Man came at him fully this time. Something was different. It took the brute force of being shoved back fully into the wall with a wide grin, looking up. More webbing followed in rapid bursts and Goblin didn’t even bother to try to avoid them. It also wouldn’t hold them but this Parker didn’t yet understand the amount of strength this body was capable of. Up close it was clear this wasn’t their Spider-Man but it didn’t look disappointed. 

"My, my, my. Another Spider-Man? Is that still you under there, Peter? I bet you’ll bleed the same as mine.”

#Gobby webbed to the wall and still talking smack #THREADS. [ Can the Spider-Man come out to play? - Goblin ] #going off that Peter 2 and 3s suits are pretty similar looking from a distance #def more from a distance and not up close LOL but shuuush #least compared to Peter 1 that hed seen on the bridge #i saw this comparison of how the spideys fight and Andrews being shown as the one fighting mostly visually spider like was such a cool detai #like the way he was crawling and webbing up the Lizard and shit #*chefs kiss* just a different spidey fighting style than Goblin is used to being a neat like Oh hello youre not mine LOL #i mean it will notice that before hand but still #Andrews spidey is def faster than Tobeys too so whoops deal with that Gob #lol poor peter is probs like who the fuck r u #rp #sorry i got a lil carried away because i havent gotten a chance to write Gobby yet gonna need a lil time to get its voice just right #YOU DO NOT NEED TO MATCH #it was a lot of set up and i was trying not to write too much of peters side of the fight for like obs reasons but for set up sake

[leftpanty]

There's a fucking spider living in my car 😭😭 she's chunky too but she keeps disappearing before I can get her out

#i first saw it yesterday while i was driving #just lowered on a thread right infront of my rearview #then pulled back up before i could even rract #this morning itwad on my gearshift when i got inthe car #but then i went inthe backto grab smth to get it out with and when i looked back it was gone #i cant see any webs anywhere?? i hate this i hate this pleasegetout of my car #leftyoriginal

[icterid-rubus]

Man, it’s almost a week late but I have finally gotten my period. It happened almost exactly after everyone else started cleaning up and I sured up plans to leave the is place. I think this has not been a relaxing vacation.

#there’s just so much yelling and complaining and trying to just placate everyone #I’m living out of my backpack and I have no space to leave everyone for even a second #I’m so tired and even when I get home it’s not done because and aunt and uncle are visiting #I’m happy I saw everyone but jeez this has been so stressful #I’ve never been more than two days late with my period before. i even checked my tracker. #i looked online and it said cycles can average upwards of 40 days so I guess this isn’t something to worry about yet #although it can right before I have to get people to the import. catch a ferry. pick up a car. and drive my sibling to another family visit #an entire day with minimal restroom breaks #I know tmi but I’m hanging in by a thread here

[isabel-lillah]

"Pandora is my Sirius," Regulus confessed one night in the astronomy tower.

"What do you mean, love?" James asked, not stopping threading Reg's hair.

"She is my best friend, a sibling I never had... my ride or die, my platonic soulmate. The one person who always saw right through me."

Regulus took only a second before he continued: "I would kill, die, and live for her. Sirius is your person. Pandora is mine."

#regulus black #pandora rosier #pandora lovegood #james potter #dead gay wizards #marauders #marauders era #the marauders #slytherin skittles #the slytherin skittles #jegulus #sunseeker #starchaser

[too-much-tma-stuff]

This idea sort of burst out of me like Alien so it's unedited. There will probably be more.

In short, Cas picks up on the fact that Danny is pregnant at a Wayne Gala and have the right idea but the wrong context.

Masterpost

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Danny was barely holding it together and really he had been for a long time. It had sort of been fun and games at first when he became a hero. Sure his accident had hurt like hell but he'd sort of repressed that and for real? Lunch Lady? Box Ghost? Even Skulker was sort of a joke and he hasn't actually felt threatened. Sneaking around behind his parents backs and sneaking out with his friends had been fun. It had all felt like a game at first, and then somewhere in there things had gotten very real.

He'd known he couldn't count on his family to protect him but they couldn't even see Vlad was a threat. And he felt like he had lost the last of his innocence when he saw the clone Vlad had made of him melt. He hasn't been in time, he had panicked and he had only managed to save a couple by taking them into his own body to shield their still forming cores. Ellie and... should Danny name the other one or would he name himself when he was ready?

He kept touching his stomach over where he could feel the little balls of his mirror children hovering just below his own core. He was so tired all the time as they relied on his energy, he was eating more then ever and he knew his family was worried. He didn't think he could hide this and he couldn't predict when they would emerge. What if they did in front of his parents? They definitely wouldn't react well. And Vlad kept trying to use this against Danny. Promising to look after him and the babies if he was really insisting on carrying them, as if Danny could rip those tiny 'lives' out of himself now.

And no matter how many times he tried to tell his parents that Vlad was bad news, that he creeped Danny out and made him feel unsafe they wouldn't listen! Dad didn't even hear him and mom made sympathetic noises and then told him to bear with it for Jack's sake because he didn't have many friends.

So of course when Vlad had asked if 'Daniel' could accompany him to a gala in Gotham his father had agreed! Even his mother had agreed when Vlad promised it would be educational and safe! And here Danny was, hanging on by a fucking thread in a suit that felt uncomfortably tight around his middle, having just escaped being paraded around as Vlad heir like a particularly expensive watch. He was behind the snack table having piled a plate as high as he could and scarfing it down before Vlad could find him again and scold him for being rude. He hadn't noticed yet that a family of dark haired socialites kept giving him worried looks. A young woman with dark eyes signing frantically to a man with blue eyes and a dimpled frown.

It was the man who slid up carefully next to Danny trying not to startle since he seemed to have genuine food aggression.

"Yeesh kid you seem like you're starving! All those fancy Hors d'oeuvres are fun but not very cooling and I feel like I'd be a poor host if I didn't offer you something more filling! If you'll come me to the kitchen I'm sure our family butler would be happy to whip something up for you?" The man said with an inviting some that did nothing to sooth the way Danny's hackles raised instinctively.

He was about to say no on reflex when he spotted Vlad heading towards them with an expression like a thunder cloud. Danny's back went ridged and the other man followed his gaze with a frown. "You know what ya that sounds great let's go now!" Danny said dropping his half full plate on a nearby tray and dragged the stranger away with him as Vlad shouted after him.

"Daniel come back this instant! Unhand mister Wayne! Daniel this is unacceptable!"

'Mr. Wayne' took over leading them and spirited Danny through a back door as a bubbly blonde intercepted Vlad and a small woman slid in behind them like a shadow.

"So, Danial I assume?" The man asked, amusement crinkling around his eyes as Danny grimaced.

"Mr. Wayne I assume?" Danny returned, unaware of the way one arm was protectively wrapped around his stomach, but the girl noticed. It was Dicks turn to grimace.

"Okay ya, I go by Dick. What about you?"

"Danny," he said not reacting to the name, he'd heard far stranger. "And what about you?" He asked Cas, startling Dick a little because she was doing her 'shadow thing' and not many people would have noticed her.

"That's Cas, she has a hard time talking sometimes," Dick explained as Cas materialized and gave Danny a reassuring smile and wave.

The teen harrumphed but he did follow them down to the kitchen where Alfred was drinking a cup of tea, staying well clear of the foolishness upstairs. "Ah, hello young masters," Alfred he said, glancing between the three with a raised brow. Though the two who knew him could see the way his expression softened when Danny shrunk in on himself. "What can I do for you?"

"Hey Alfred do we have any leftovers from dinner or something filling we can whip up fast? Danny here is too hungry for just the fancy font for upstairs." Dick asked cheerfully.

Alfred raised his eyebrows again and looked at Cas who was standing behind Danny. Glancing at Danny to make sure he wasn't looking she grimaced then touched her stomach and mimed holding an infant.

Alfred's expression turned stormy for just a moment then smoothed. "Of course we do, Why don't you make our guest comfortable and I'll see what I can do. Do you have any allergies young man?" Alfred asked and Danny shook his head mutely.

"You're the best Alfie!" Dick said, hovering a hand over Danny's shoulder rather then actually touching him as he leas him towards the comfortable breakfast nook.

The boy seemed tight lipped and gaunt, his eyes flicking around them as if he expected a threat to pop up at any time. Dick slipped into the booth across from him. Trying to think of the best way to ask this kid how... why, and who hurt him.

Cas has stayed in the kitchen, but not for long. She came to them with a tray of mugs moments later and slipped into the booth next to Danny. Gently she took his hands and pressed the warm mug unto them. He blinked and focused of it, as if on autopilot he lifted it to his lips, Cas keeping a hand on his elbow to steady him as he drank.

The warm comforting drink, and hand on his arm, presence by his side as Cas slid imperceptibly closet and closer till she was pressed against Danny's shoulder, felt like they were taking him apart from the inside. Thawing out the cold numbness he shielded himself behind. Half way through his tea he glanced up, at the worried blue eyes so like Jazz, so worried and warm.

He put down the mug suddenly as a sob shook his body. Cas wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close, cooing comforting wordless little sounds as she let him bury his face into her chest and just sob heaving, exhausting outbursts of repressed emotion.

"Are the babies okay?" She asked and he froze, his breath catching in his throat. She clicked her tongue and rocked him gently. "Okay, okay, not in trouble," she promised.

"They- I don't know, they were so weak, I’m trying, but I don't know if I can keep them alive." Danny sobbed lifting his hands to cover his face.

"The stress can't be helping," Dick pointed out, climbing across the table like it was nothing to sit next to them and rub Danny's back. Danny gave a little hiccupping hysterical laugh. "Do you have support, or like, do you know your options?" He asked awkwardly.

"I'm not getting rid of my babies! I don't care if the man who made them is an obsessive creep who drugged me! I love them they're MINE!" The feral protectiveness seemed to startle Dick even as Cas continued to make soothing sounds.

"Your choice, only yours," she promised. "Have help?"

Danny sniffled and shook his head. "Safe?" Another shake of the head.

"The man who... did this?" Dick asked as delicately as he could. Another hysterical laugh.

"I've tried! I've tried to tell my parents he's a creep, he's dangerous but they don't listen! My dad thinks he hung the fucking stars, mom says he's harmless. They don't believe me! I-I can't tell them about the babies. They'd make me get rid of them or worse! I can't." Danny sobbed and Cas soothed.

"Okay, okay, you don't have to." She promised. "You stay with us, you and babies safe, never have to see him again."

"Ya right. Wait, your serious? What" Danny asked, pulling back and looking at her with wide bloodshot eyes.

"She's very serious young master," Alfred said as he approached making Danny jump. there was a hard set to the old man's jaw and steal in his eyes that left no room for questions as he set a plate of eggs, sausage, and fruit in front of Danny. "Master Bruce has a foster license and is a mandatory reporter. I'm sure once he hears even a fraction of this he will insist you stay. I will prepare a room for you. Am I to assume the man who's shouting demanding your return upstairs is the source of this distress?"

Danny swallowed and nodded, Alfred nodded back and paused to rest a gloved hand gently on Danny's hair before walking away briskly.

"Eat," Cas said, nudging him gently to let go of her. "As much as you want. Still hungry? We raid Tim's secret cereal stash."

"Gasp! You know where it is? You've been holding out on me?!" Dick demanded with exaggerated betrayal and as the two started to banter Danny ate. He was glad of the distraction, of not having the attention on him as he devoured the healthy, and nutritious meal the butler had made for him. It had been a while since he'd had a good home cooked meal, it made his core feel warm and he could feel the two little echoes as his hummed.

The babies were happy too, he didn't believe these people could keep him safe from Vlad really, but this was nice. Maybe he would let them try, get a few more good meals, a respite, and maybe... maybe his parents would finally notice that something was wrong and actually stand up for him?

That was probably wishful thinking but he could hope right? there was no harm in that.

Part 2

#fanfiction #danny phantom #dc x dp #angst #misunderstanding #the bats think Danny is normal pregnant not incubating cores #Vlad is a creep #stalker Vlad #vlad plasmius #dick grayson #cassandra cain #feedback and comments welcome #for some reason it won't let me add a title #I wouldn't really know what to call it anyway

[buckyalpine]

A one shot where Bucky doesn’t like the reader and makes her life at the compound a little rough? Like enemies (maybe to lover or friends?) and she is like the sunshine personality 🥺🥺🥺

I live for this shit This type of angst where he's mean and finds her annoying even though she's a sweetheart, ugh, yes. YES.

Bucky groaned, trying to ignore the shooting pain that seared in his abdomen, clutching an old t-shirt to stop the bleeding from the stab wound he'd received during his latest mission.

"You good there, terminator?" Sam cocked an eyebrow watching Bucky unconvincingly nod, grunting a half assed yes before squeezing his eyes shut and flopping back on the seat.

"You're gonna need stiches" Steve snorted, shaking his head at his stubborn friend.

"I'm fine" Bucky gritted out, preferring to bleed out on the jet instead of going to the med bay where he'd be surrounded by doctors and needles and if he was really unlucky, you.

"Seriously? That's the second shirt you've bled through, I don't think the serum's gonna cut it, punk" Steve sighed, knowing how Bucky felt about getting medical care but it wasn't like he had a choice. As soon as the jet landed, Bucky was shoved in the direction of the medical wing, pouting and grumpy as he limped with Steve supporting him. Bucky frowned when Steve pushed him to lay down on the examination table, grumbling and wincing under his breath.

"You stay here. I'm gonna finish writing up our reports, don't go sneaking off" Steve chuckled, giving his friend's shoulder a squeeze before leaving. The soldier stared up at the florescent lights, his eyes anxiously darting about the room, hoping and praying that at the very least he wouldn't have to deal with-

"Good afternoon Bucky!"

For fucks sake.

Bucky groaned at the chirpy voice that piped up from the door, his brows knotted together from frustration.

He hated it. You'd ask about his day as if he wasn't there go get sewn up. You'd talk to him like you'd known him for years, almost oblivious to the fact that he was a former brain washed assassin. Every time he saw you, you were so giggly and pretty and bouncy and cute and happy and it irked his soul because it was to the point it was unnecessary. I mean you were just so kind and sweet to everyone as if everyone deserved such amazingness from such a wonderful person, okay that's enough Bucky.

The world wasn't fucking sunshine and rainbows and he had no idea why you acted like it was.

"Steve said you needed a few stitches so-

"Where's Dr. Cho" Bucky cut you off, hoping anyone else would help him so he could get on with his day, willing to take the needle and thread himself instead of having you do it while talking his ear off.

"Oh, she's with another patient right now but it's fine, I promise I'll get you out of here soon, do you mind if I remove your vest-

"Yeah, I got it" Bucky huffed, wincing to get his gear off but you stopped him, urging him to stay down.

"No, it's okay, I just wanted to make sure you're okay with it, I'll cut it off, don't worry"

Bucky nodded, lying back down while you grabbed a tray with medical supplied, carefully cutting around the blood soaked material and discarding it. You cleaned the area, mumbling apologies incase the alcohol caused any pain, moving on to closing the cut.

"I heard about the mission you all went on. I can't even imagine going through all that, it sounded terrifying. You're very brave Sargent" You smiled, tossing your gloves aside after patching Bucky up. Bucky grunted as he hopped off the table without a word, ready to whack Steve on the head for telling you of all people he needed help.

"If you need anything else, let me know! Just get some rest for a few days, it'll heal soon-

"I know" Bucky walked out of the room without looking back, his shoulders relaxing when he was far away from he med wing. There was truly no reason for him to be this annoyed but he was tired, in pain and he knew for a fact there would be a pile of papers for him to fill out in the conference room.

You didn't take Bucky's grumpy attitude to heart, understanding the stress that came with going on missions, getting injured every time coupled with the fact that he was probably still healing from his own past. You put away the supplies before taking a coffee break, running into a very excited Tony along the way.

"Hey cupcake, just who I was looking for, do you like chocolate or vanilla"

"Tony, I told you, you don't have to-

"That doesn't answer the question. Pick one or the other or both or another flavor, all the flavours, but give me something"

You giggled at the way he looked at you expectantly, sighing seeing as he wouldn't let up until you answered.

"I'm not picky, you know I'd love anything. Get something everyone would like, seriously, I don't even need all this, I'm just the nurse-

"Stop that right now, there's no one else like you" Tony huffed, planting a quick kiss your head before texting his caterers about everything he wanted, ensuring everything was perfect, especially when it came to you.

-

You woke up to the sun streaming through the curtains, stretching before getting out of bed and padding over to the bathroom to go through your morning routine. You had the day off, throwing on your joggers instead of your typical scrubs and making your way down to the kitchen, grabbing ingredients for baking.

You hummed, scooping out spoons of cookie batter, plopping it onto the tray and throwing it into the oven, cleaning up the area in between, waiting for the oven timer to go off. You set the chocolate chip cookies onto a tray, piping the last bit of icing onto the top and sweeping away the smidges of frosting that got onto the counter.

Bucky blinked at the smell of baking, making his way to the kitchen for some water after a run. He groaned, nearly walking right back out when he saw you singing to yourself, arranging cookies in a circle, each one decorated for a different person in the tower.

"Good morning Bucky" You smiled while he mumbled, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, "I-I made made cookies for everyone, did you want one?" You asked hopefully, looking at the little dog tags you'd piped on the cookie you made for him while he shrugged in response.

"Why do you keep trying so hard, do you not have any friends?" Bucky scoffed, ignoring the fresh plate of cookies that sat on the counter, not caring that your face had fallen. He wanted to strike a nerve, feeling a sick satisfaction at the way you silenced yourself, giving him the peace and quiet he wanted.

"S-sorry, I just thought-

"You thought what?" Buck cocked an eyebrow, the tick in his jaw making your stomach churn.

"Nothing, sorry" You mumbled, turning back to continue cleaning while he chugged the rest of the bottle. "I've just leave them here if you want one later on-

"No, I don't want one now and I don't think I'll want one later either" Bucky glared at you, tired of you always trying to do things for others as if anyone asked.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't-" you bit your lip hard to keep from crying, not wanting to annoy Bucky more.

"Why do you always act like everything great? Like we don't come back from almost dying, risking our lives while you go about like the world is perfect"

"I just-I didn't mean-

"You didn't mean what, to be annoying? Did anyone even ask for this?" Bucky nodded to the cookies while you shook your head, feeling ridiculous and embarrassed, not realizing others also probably found you annoying.

"I-it was my birthday, I thought-" you sniffled, choking back a whimper, "I wanted to do something nice - never mind" You bit your lip to keep from breaking down, blinking back tears as you scurried off to your room, without looking back.

The initial satisfaction Bucky was short lived as he stood in the now empty kitchen, tossing the bottle aside. The plate caught his eye once more as he walked by, reluctantly stopping to look at each one, your skilled hands decorating each one with clean details. He instantly spotting the one you made for him which had been dusted with silver just like his tags; he had no idea how you managed to get his name and number piped to precisely.

Not that it mattered.

Bucky continued to make his way to the gym, feeling a little bad that he made you cry but he figured you'd get over soon enough, after all that seemed to be your strong suit, you were always happy and smiling anyway.

-

"You're coming tonight, right?" Steve dropped the weights he was curling while Bucky frowned, unsure of what the captain was referring to.

"Why, what's tonight" Bucky grunted, still in the middle of his set.

"Seriously, Tony told us like a month ago"

"Yeah, fine" Bucky huffed, not really caring what it was about, knowing he'd be dragged to go regardless. He finished the rest of his workout, retreating back to his room to shower. He flopped onto his bed after, grabbing a book from his bedside table seeing as there was still plenty of time till he had to get ready.

The book had been a Christmas present from you and as much as he hated to admit it, it was perfect and one of his favorites. He tried to focus on the words, feeling bad again thinking about how your face had fallen earlier when all you did was offer him a cookie.

Maybe he went a little overboard with his reaction...

Bucky shook the guilt he felt, hoping that you'd be running around somewhere getting ready for whatever tonight was.

-

"Where's y/n" Sam looked around the room seeing everyone else present but you, the night in full swing seeing as Tony had gone all out as usual "I swear she said she'd be here, this is literally her birthday party"

"I didn't see her" Nat frowned, putting down the drink she was sipping on, scanning the room again, "Now that I think about it, I haven't seen her all day"

Bucky felt a deep pang in his chest when he realized the party was for you, his stomach twisting in knots.

"Where's our birthday girl" Steve asked as he joined the others, the guilt making Bucky feel even more sick. He ran a hand over his face while the others continued to wonder where you were. "I hope she isn't working, she deserves a day off, she already worked over time for 3 months straight when we were running back to back missions"

Bucky remembered that.

They'd all been sent out on missions spread across different months and you'd been the one on call to patch them up the entire time. You hadn't complained once even through you were thoroughly sleep deprived. At the time Bucky was annoyed you were in such an upbeat mood when they were all scraping by but you had been struggling yourself.

"I fucked up" Bucky groaned, feeling awful for how he'd treated you in the morning and for how he'd been acting towards you in general.

"Why, what did you do" Steve's face twisted in confusion while Bucky's face reddened in embarrassment. Steve was aware Bucky complained about you but he figured it was because his bestfriend got flustered around the pretty nurse, he'd seen Bucky get tongue tied plenty of times whenever you walked by.

"You were a grumpy asshole to y/n, weren't you" Sam frowned seeing Bucky's guilty face. The soldier didn't say another word, leaving the group to find you instead, debating on getting Steve to clock him in the jaw first. Bucky ran to the elevator, pushing the button to your floor, hoping he'd see you making your way down, only to find the hallway empty. His heart broke hearing the soft sniffles coming from your room, the door closed. He gently knocked on the door, your cries quieting down as if you'd silenced yourself to pretend you were asleep instead of opening the door.

"Y/n?" Bucky called for you only to be met with more silence, "Can-can you please open the door?" His heart started to beat faster when he head your footsteps approaching the door, clicking the lock open; you were still in your joggers from earlier, your face puffy from crying.

All because of him.

"Sorry, I fell asleep" you lied, keeping your face trained on your feet, worried Bucky had come to yell at you about the party Tony had thrown for you, "and I'm sorry about the party, you didn't have to go if you didn't want to, I promise I didn't tell Tony you had to come, I know you don' like me-

"No, no baby no, stop" Bucky hushed you, his heart breaking when your voice cracked, rambling out apologies. His body moved on its own, wrapping his arms around you while you started to cry again, rocking you while holding you to his chest. "Please don't cry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, you have nothing to apologize for doll, nothing at all"

Bucky held you tightly while your body shook, feeling sick with himself for how he'd been treating you. You'd never been anything short of sweet and he'd made a point of always letting you know he couldn't care less. He lifted you in his arms, walking over to your bed, sitting down with you in his lap, ready to fall to his knees and beg for forgiveness.

"I didn't mean to be so annoying" You shrugged, fidgeting with your fingers, the light that always made your eyes twinkle dimmed from Bucky's words.

"Y/n, please, no" Bucky whispered, pleading with you to stop. "Don't doll. It was never ever you, please let me apologize. I've been awful to you, you've done nothing wrong. You've always been an angel, sweets, it's me whose been an annoying asshole. I don't deserve your kindness but that's never stopped you from giving it to me when I least deserved it"

"You deserve kindness Bucky" you gave him a small smile, one that didn't meet your eyes and Bucky felt his eyes sting. Even when he was the one in the wrong, you were still comforting him with your sweetness.

"Y/n, I don't know anyone that deserves the sort of kindness you give. I don't know anyone that would deserve someone as wonderful as you. You're a light for everyone when its dark. I was a fuckin' idiot for everything I've ever said to you. That isn't an excuse for how I've been treating you doll, I know that. It's just- I've been awful to you and you've never done anything wrong. I'm truly sorry sweets"

"Its okay Bucky" You whispered, reaching up to wipe the tear that streaked down his face, your cheeks heating up when you realized you were still in his lap, "S-sorry, I didn't realize-

Bucky shook his head, holding you securely in his lap, not wanting to let you go.

"You have nothing to apologize for, pretty girl" Bucky shrugged, loosening his hold in case you wanted to get off but your doe eyes darted around instead, settling further in his lap. "You really are like sunshine"

"You're very charming, Sargent" you smiled bashfully while Bucky chuckled, his heart beating erratically in his chest when your hands came up to toy with the tags that hung around his neck.

"Would it-would it be if I kissed you?" He whispered shyly, blushing when you nodded, pressing his soft lips to yours. Bucky took his time kissing you, pouring every ounce of his feelings with soft touches, holding onto you like porcelain.

"Everyone's waiting for you sweets" Bucky gave you a gentle squeeze, tilting your chin up to meet his eyes, hoping that you'd still want to go to your own party. "Would you like to go downstairs?"

You slinked off Bucky's lap to get ready, the soldier watching you with heart eyes the entire time you did your hair and makeup. He knew he had a lot to make up for, starting with the fact that he'd never hurt you again. He was still upset with himself for ever hurting you in the first place but he was ready to protect your innocent heart for the rest of his life. His breath hitched in his throat when you finished applying the last of your gloss, blushing when you slipped your hand into his so he could lead you down.

"Theres our cupcake!" Tony grinned when he saw you approaching, the rest of the team cheering making you giggle. Steve smirked seeing Bucky follow closely behind you in protective mode, keeping his hand around your waist. He spent the entire time, doting on you, following you like a lost puppy.

By the end of the night, he had you in his lap again, shamelessly looking at you with heart eyes while the rest of the team watched curiously, his sole focus on you.

"Happy birthday sweet girl" Bucky whispered, pressing a kiss to your cheek while you nuzzled into him with a shy smile, "My little sunshine"

-

Now imagine Bucky doesn't quickly get over the fact that he was a dick. Sure you forgave him because you're an absolute sweetheart but Bucky can't even deal with the way he'd acted, especially when he had a crush on you the entire time and just refused to acknowledge it, acting like a cunt instead.

He's the most lovestuck boyfriend to ever exist. Your office is always full of fresh flowers. He's a clingy little puppy, outside of the medwing until your done, always finding excuses to sneak in and see you. You had to tell him a papercut wasn't a good enough reason for him to request your services.

Neither was a stubbed toe.

The time he nicked himself while shaving was the worst because he was pouty until you kissed him better.

He slips his dog tags around you, his possessive/jealous side occasionally sneaking out.

He doesn't even hide the fact that he's a simp for you, knowing he's the luckiest person on the planet to get the sweetest person in the world. He shows your off like no tomorrow, proud of the angel he gets to call his.

He absolutely loved his sunshine.

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