#I love the feeling of dozing on and off on a long drive trip

[asmilethatshines]

Skipped a class on the same subject for the 3rd time. But it will be worth it* I am visiting my grandma’s graveyard. Gonna be a 4 hour driving trip

#my sanctuary #I love the feeling of dozing on and off on a long drive trip #it’s a sunny day #plant some succulents for her #acting on impulse again

[ceruleansx]

for eternity | jack champion

↳ pairing : beachgirl!reader x actor!jackchampion

↳ warnings : nothing much but pure fluff, insecurity, comfort

↳ summary : after a long year of filming for scream 6, you, jack, and the other cast members decide to take a trip to one of their beach houses along the coast. you two spend some time together on the beach, only for him to end up confessing his love.

↳ a/n : hey guys!! sry its been a while, but i would really love if any of you guys dropped some requests!!

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"okay okay!!" jenna screamed as she looked around at everyone. "there's gonna be two cars."

she started naming everyone's assigned seats (just for fun), but you weren't paying attention. you were paying attention to jack. he was there in a little puffy jacket, since he got cold so easily.

his curls looked perfect that day. but not like they always were. you loved his hair. sometimes you just wanted to hug him so tight and mess around with his curly hair.

"and in the backback seat is gonna be y/n and jack!" jenna gave you a smirk.

she knew that you had the biggest crush on him ever since you two started filming. you were his 'love interest' and the directers told you that you guys had to spend quality time together.

but you and jack enjoyed each other's company, without any of the directors orders. sometimes you thought that jack liked you, but you were just too delusional.

you nodded as you walked over to jack. he looked and smiled back at you. now it was his turn to stare.

jack liked you for forever. he started liking you when he saw a movie that you were in. he was practically in love with you. in his eyes, you were basically the only girl living.

but he didn't know how to show it.

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jack insisted that you went into the very backseat first. your tummy flustered at his action, but he was just being a gentlemen you thought.

the backback seat was very tight for some reason. so now, you two were basically squished. it wasn't awkward or anything, you two were very close.

"hope your not claustrophobic." you laughed.

his face looked like he was gonna puke, "now i am because i'm next to you." he joked.

you opened your mouth, about to say something, but he covered your mouth with his hand.

he could feel your cheeks burning through his palm, and he smiled softly at the expression and feeling. he patted his lap.

"cmere.." he said softly. "it's gonna be a long drive."

you rolled your eyes playfully. "dude the drive is an hour."

he chuckled softly. "so? lay down, cus when we get there i'm throwing you into the ocean."

"cant wait for that." you said as you laid your head down on his lap.

he was honestly so comfy, and so warm. he smelled good too. he was surprised at his own demand of making you lay down on his lap, but he wanted more.

he laid his hands down on your head and started to massage your scalp. you adjusted yourself to be more comfortable, trying to avoid him seeing your face completely red. the others in the front and other back were too busy talking to notice. but jack liked it. he liked being alone with you, just the two of you.

you eventually dozed off to sleep, and jack did too. his hands were now placed on your waist and shoulder, keeping you safe and secure, even though no one was there.

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"cmon sleepy head." jack teased as you stumbled of the car.

everyone finally arrived to the rented beach house in time. the house was just in front of the beach, the type where the backyard door just led to the ocean and sand.

"i'm weak jack!! i'm done forr.." you groaned, pretending that you bag weighed 1,000 pounds.

he rolled his eyes and ran over to help you. he grabbed the strap of your backpack and lifted it up with no effort.

"the hell?!" he laughed.

he heard you snicker in the back of him. "you little liar!!" he grabbed your waist and picked you up.

"jack!! what the heck-" he put you over his shoulder, "oh my gosh jack if you drop me!" you screamed playfully.

"i won't" baby. he almost said it. he practically thanked the gods that he stopped saying what he was gonna say.

you gave up your efforts of trying to get down. but deep down in your heart, you really enjoyed being so close to him all the time. first the car ride, now this? it had to be a dream for you, but you always were overthinking. jack was just being a good friend. nothing else.

but it wasn't like that in jacks case. jack adored you. his eyes were only for you and forever for you. he would practically worship the ground you walked on. or he would paint every sunset you saw. he really hoped you felt the same way.

after everyone got into their rooms, you and jack started to unpack. the room was a good size, and there was one big bed.

"can you unpack fasterr??" you begged as jack folded every single piece of clothing.

"patience y/n.." he laughed inside as he saw that all you wanted was to go to the beach.

everyone was already unpacked, and they all decided to order panda express and play mario kart. but you nor jack wanted to. you begged him to go to the beach with him and watch the sunset.

he folded his last hoodie and he closed the drawer. "done!" he sighed, seeing a big grin on your face.

"finally gosh." you looked at his outfit.

you were already in your bikini. it was jack's favorite one, but you didn't have to know that. it clung your body so perfectly. sometimes jack wished that you saw yourself in jacks eyes. so beautiful.

"what?" he stared confused.

"where's your bathing suit?"

"oh! yeah." he grabbed the end of his shirt and took it off.

youve seen him shirtless before at the pool parties, but boy he was mesmorizing. his abs were toned so perfectly with his skin.

he caught you staring, and he couldn't help but turn a bright shade of pink. he cleared his throat. "my eyes are up here.." he teased.

you blinked before meeting his gaze. "i just zoned out jeezzz, don't worry, those crazy fan girls will take you all for themselves." you rolled your eyes playfully

"hmmm but what they don't know is that theres a special someonee." he hummed.

you gasped. you tried to pretend that you didn't like him, so he could spit out his crush. theres a part of you that was praying that it was going to be you.

"whoo?! who is it who is it." you started to punch his chest softly.

"stop-pp-" he giggled, since he was so ticlish. he blushed strongly again.

"let's just go to the beach you little baby." he ruslted you hair.

you rolled your eyes, "finee."

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the sunset was beautiful tonight. jack thought for a moment. for some reason, whenever he saw a sunset, he thought of you. you were his sunset. his light.

he turned to you, seeing the colors of the sky through your pupils. you turned to him and met his gaze. you two held eye contact for which seemed like forever, until you heared a two shrieks.

"o-m-g!! jack champion!!" some two girls near you and jack's age came running offer.

"that's me..!" he said as he cringed to himself.

he looked a little uncomfortable. he was. a perfect moment with his girl ruined. well, in his mind you were his girl.

"can we pleasee take a photo with you??" they begged.

before jack said yes, they both gave you nasty looks. jack noticed their gaze towards you, and he also noticed you reaction. he saw that you were hurt, and that you were looking at one of the girl's bodies.

'she was really pretty' you thought. jack mustve liked her or something since he did a little pose with her, you also thought.

jack didn't though. ever since he met you, he never liked anyone else. and he knew it was going to stay like that.

after a few more pictures, they finally left. he gave a big sigh and sat on the towel next to you again. "told you." you said.

he turned, his curly hair moving along with his head.

"told me what?"

"those fans girls are gonna snatch you up quick."

he chuckled softly, saddened that you thought like that. "nahh, what makes you think that?"

"they were very pretty. perfect bodies too." you brought your knees to your chest and hugged them tight.

jacks eyes turned into guilt and sadness. "well your pretty too.." he said softly.

"yeah but-" you pointed out, "how could a guy not go for girls like them? they got the whole package and stuff."

he paused, scared off what to say next, hoping that it doesn't ruin your friendship. "but maybe.." he whispered.

"maybe some guys don't want annoying girls like them."

you turned your head, finding jack already admiring you. "y/n i-" he stuttered.

why was it so hard to speak? maybe it was because he was confessing his only one true love towards you.

"i'm in love with you. and i know it doesn't make sense because were not even dating, so im not really supposed to say-" he rambled before his words were cut off with your lips.

his breath stopped before he accepted the lustfull kiss. his lips were soft, but filled with such need that hes been keeping. his hands cupped your head as you two started to learn each other's movements.

you finally pulled away and pressed your forehead to his. "your so perfect.." he whispered.

"jack i-" you gulped. "i love you so much, words can't even explain."

"words can't explain how beautiful you are in my eyes y/n. i will love you for eternity." he said.

and with that, you pulled his face towards yours for another deep and loving kiss.

#fluff #jack champion x y/n #jack champion x reader #jack champion #celeberity #fuffy #fluffy fanfiction #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry imagine #ethan landry #ethan landry fluff #ethan landry x y/n #ethan landry x you #ethan landry fanart #ethan landry icons #ethan landry fanfiction #ethan landry fic #viralpost #scream movie #scream ethan

[suhlogic]

home is wherever we are [kim mingyu x fem!oc] 🔞

genre: fluff, smut, established relationship, non idol au, mingyu's a soft dom

warnings: unprotected sex, size kink, rough sex, dom!kmg, sub!oc

[8:00am]

liz just landed in seoul, the weight of the jet lag dawning on her during the ride from the airport, she just wished mingyu picked her up but she was going to surprise her boyfriend and didn't want to feel like a bother waking him up knowing that the preparations for the upcoming comeback definitely has him sleeping in after pouring all those late nights in the studio and practice room with the boys.

the drive from the airport was a bit longer than she expected but it was a relief as her  friends, jeonghan and soonyoung insisted on picking her up. seoul in the spring was still cold—although not as harsh during the winter, it was a good balance of everything she loved. especially knowing that mingyu was at home made her smile at the thought of him.

"hey, where are you guys? i'm already outside the airport" she said on the phone. “liz, we're just going to park then we’ll go to you.” jeonghan says as you hear soonyoung in the background reply, “we can already see you, we’ll be there in a bit.” she replied back with a simple okay and waited for the two to help with her luggages. 

they finally met up and it did not take long for the three of them to hug each other as the best friends reunited despite her just being in manila for a week to visit family. it was always a no-brainer for her that the moment she was introduced to mingyu they hit it off so quickly and for the first time that night, she felt like she knew him for a lifetime already. 

the drive on the way to their home was relaxing, it didn’t feel too heavy for her and it helped that jeonghan and soonyoung were talking to her too asking about the trip and telling her how mingyu was when she was away. as she looked out into seoul’s skyline, she dozed off to alleviate the jet lag as the chattering of her two friends droned on for the rest of the drive. 

[10:30am]

the car pulls over to the familiar facade of mingyu and isa’s house as soonyoung wakes her up and says, “liz-ssi, we’re already here. jeonghan hyung is just getting your stuff from the back.” she gets out of the car and is greeted by the cold breeze and bright sun— the smile on her face had love written all over her not being able to hide the fact that she was going to see mingyu behind that door. the three of them exchanged their goodbyes as she set foot on the steps of the house. isa began to fumble for her keys but mingyu beat her to it and she was greeted by her boyfriend whose hair was slightly sticking up all over the place wearing just a sweater and a pair of gray sweatpants with a sleepy smile on his face. she dropped her bags and immediately jumped into his arms to hug him tightly, “hi, love…” she says smiling as she cupped his face, “i missed you so much,” mingyu held her closer and tucked in a lock of hair behind her ear, “the house felt so lonely without you,” he whispers before immediately kissing the tip of her nose. 

he put her down on her feet and held her hand as they walked together into the living room. she began to take off her coat and hoodie, only now left with just a tank top thick enough for the cold outside and the warmth in their house as mingyu brought her luggage and bags near the stairs. “baby, come here please,” she says with a pout while patting the spot next to her on the couch. he couldn’t resist how pretty she still looked despite being on the plane for hours yet she was being so tempting so early in the morning. he lays down next to her on the couch as they both begin to cuddle each other closer, isa being the little spoon playing with his hand constantly comparing it to hers.  “angel, have you eaten yet?” gyu asks, looking at her intently. “i haven’t.” she says as he begins to get up but isa stops him. “no baby, i’m still okay, it can wait—i just wanna cuddle up with you now.” mingyu smiles at how touch-starved she was for him and cuddles her up again. “you missed me so much?” he smiles bashfully, “i didn’t get to cuddle and kiss you for days, it’s so bad.” she pouts. she’s definitely thinking of being fucked by him so early now mingyu thought. 

mingyu lies down beside her, feet up on the coffee table as she’s snuggled into his firm and broad chest. “love, do you wanna do anything today?” he says as his chin rests on top of her head. “we could just go to anyang again tomorrow? i love the park there.” she says absentmindedly while drawing imaginary scribbles of nothing on his chest, “but now i just want you,” she says with a mischievous smirk, adjusting to sit herself up to kiss his jawline and was returned by a smile from him. “you’re not at all tired aren’t you?” he says in a low voice with a hint of morning grogginess still present. “no, who said i was?” she says as she begins to sit on his lap facing him and wrapping her arms around his nape and kissed him fervently. mingyu’s hands roamed across her body and began to feel her up under her shirt, she suddenly pulled away from the kiss moaning in pleasure because of how good his warm hands felt. “baby, please…do something,” she sighed in desperation. “gonna have to use your words angel,” he whispers as he left kisses on her neck and jaw. 

“daddy, please i need you inside me,” she whines as he sends a smile back at her while he takes her shirt off. liz grinds harder against his clothed dick and feels him getting harder by the second. “atta girl, that’s more like it,” he says. mingyu proceeds to stand up and carry her, she didn’t even question his strength and height as he always  frequented the gym with seungcheol and wonwoo. 

“jump.” he says as he puts his hands on her ass while not breaking the desperate and steamy makeout session on the way to their shared bedroom.  her clothes were scattered across their home but she didn’t care one bit, all she cared about was having mingyu to herself after a week of being so touch-starved. he lays her down gently on their bed before he removes his sweater, liz kept herself occupied by fondling her huge tits and rubbing her clit as she smiled naughtily at him. mingyu’s eyes right now were far from the kind, loving, and happy ones she was always used to. they were now filled with lust and desperation, “hmm, did i tell you to touch yourself?” he said tauntingly as he cupped her face and kissed her once more before sucking and leaving hickeys all over her chest and stomach, even down to her thighs. his hot breath comes in contact with her thin and flimsy lace panties as he took them off gently. “so pretty, all spread out for me yeah?” he says as he places his head in between her thighs and begins to eat her out, licking her wetness making figure eights with his tongue and sucking on her clit making her moan loudly. mingyu rubs his  thumb against the bud of her wet clit and inserts his middle finger inside her which made her arch her back and let out a whiny moan, "gyu, i need you so bad baby..." he continues to move his digits slowly as he kisses her lips, tongues intertwining with each other. "patience, princess, daddy's just takin' his time with you, hmm?" he whispers.

seeing her close her eyes in pleasure and moan his name drove mingyu crazy. he starts to finger her faster, "daddy, please i'm so close..." she whines. "cum for me baby, come on." he smirks as he kisses her forehead while curling his fingers inside her. she looks so spent and needy for his dick lying so prettily on their shared bed as mingyu begins to rid himself of his sweatpants. he wasn't wearing a pair of boxers underneath, just his huge, long, and thick dick slapping against his perfectly sculpted abs. its red angry tip oozing with precum. "fuck, so gorgeous looking all spread out for me," he groans as he hovers on top of her once again. mingyu teases her folds with his manhood as she lets out a moan.

 "baby please put it in," she whispers. "'m just adjusting angel, don't wanna hurt you.." no matter how many times they fucked, mingyu's size was still something she needed to get used to. although deep down she loves the size difference they have, and so does he. they both moan at how his dick fills her up, "fuck, baby you're so tight...just all mine,huh?" he groans. mingyu's always been such a talker during sex and it drives her crazy especially with how he's got her under him, her legs put on both of his shoulders as mingyu thrusts inside her tight and warm pussy slowly hitting spots that made her see stars and moan more. as he fastens his pace, he begins to kiss the side of her ankle. 

"fuck baby, you drive me insane," he says as she removes her legs from where they're positioned and begins to put them on his lower back, caging him in as she feels him hit deeper and harder as the tip of his dick kisses into her cervix. "daddy, i'm close please...go faster," she pleads, teary-eyed from the hellish yet pleasurable actions they've been doing. mingyu's other hand travels to her neck as he slightly chokes her while his thrusts get harder and sloppier, nearing his climax. "angel, i'm getting close too...let's cum together yeah?" he moans as he fondles her boobs once more leaning down to kiss her all over her face. "fuck, baby please...pretty girl..." he moans as liz feels his thick warm ropes fill her up. 

mingyu kisses her face once more and removes himself on top of liz . "babe, are you good? was i too rough?" he asks gently with his eyes now softening up. "no, gyu i'm  okay...i liked it" she smiles, now facing her lover beside her. he laughs at how smitten and blushed she looks, "okay love, i'll just get a towel to clean you up okay?" as mingyu got up, she begins to smile more at herself thinking how lucky she was to have the man of her dreams. his broad back facing her from their shared bathroom and he catches her smile again once he got out to wipe both of them off of the mess they made. 

after cleaning up, mingyu pulls her close against his chest and covers their entangled bodies with the duvet to keep them warm. "i missed you so much," he says as she's now facing him, his huge, toned arms wrapped around her body. "i missed you too, gyu," she smiles tiredly. "hmm, is there anything you want to do later?" he asks softly. "let's just stay in, love, i'm still so sore" she says in between laughs. "okay, let's just sleep again and go out for dinner later, yeah?" he says as he kisses the tip of her nose again— the two lovers falling into deep slumber once again after being apart for a week and for liz, this is where she's at her happiest with mingyu, no matter where she is in the world as long as he's by her side and same goes for him. 

#seventeen #svt #mingyu imagine #kim mingyu #mingyu smut #svt x reader #svt imagines

[siredtoyourlips]

Chosen ones

Sirius x Remus x Fem!Reader

Summary~ The aftermath of the war and Y/n Potter daughter of James and Lily Potter and Sister of Harry Potter stayed behind and helped rebuild and heal those who needed help after it, in those two years of staying behind she got closer to Remus Lupin and Sirius Black. What happens when she overhears them talking about something she probably shouldn't have heard?

1.5k words

Warnings~ Small talk about the war, Reader is a nurse, kinda girly ( she wears a skirt), Dirty talk, Threesome, Anal, unprotected sex ( that's a nono), Breading kink ( at the end), James is dead but its still James best friends, kissing, Remus and Sirius kinda fighting over reader, soft sex basically, pet names, my writing, reader got hurt from a belt, Sub!Reader Dom! Remus and Sirius, Kinda begging but not really Reader is about 19-20 and Remus and Sirius are 40.

PSA~ this is never permanently stated but Remus and Sirius are like Lowkey together

Where ever I go there's always eyes glued to me, it's not anything I did per say but its because who I am and the family I was born into.

Two years ago me and my brother defeated the dark lord and the death eaters, they killed friends and family, they ruined our school and traumatized many of us but they didn't take away what was left of our family. We had to make it look like Sirius died so the death eaters would think they had an edge on us, oh were they wrong.

We won and saved people who probably weren't going to be saved like Sirius, Remus, Fred, and Lavender. Every since the war everyone gets along better there's no hateful things said about people with different blood statuses or abilities like there was before.

While Harry went to be an Auror and start his life with Ginny, I stayed behind to help rebuild the castle and help those who were in need, I'm a part-time nurse. I still live with Sirius and Remus or should I say they live with me, I pay the bills but after the war they just wanted to be alone from all the prying eyes and who could blame them. From my parents dying to this day all attention has been on us. It's finally dying down.

Today has been a long day, while so many people are working on building the school there's also so many people getting hurt, I have at least 10 patients a day and today that was tripped. This day is finally ending.

As I walk through the front door I see all the lights off except for one, the living room light. I take my shoes off and walk into the lighted up room and I assume the two men who I've lived with the past two years are on the couch, Remus is wide awake with just a pair of pants on watching some muggle documentary but Sirius is no where to be found .

Remus sees me and waves me over to sit with him, and I do. See the thing is I live with the hottest men ever and it drives me insane especially when they dress like this.

' long day sweetheart?' he asks when I lay my head on his shoulder and I just mumble a 'mhm' and feel him putting a blanket around me. I feel so cozy that I don't realize that I was falling asleep until what I assume is not that later because Remus is watching the same thing but Sirius is on the other side of me rubbing my back, and I feel safe, and I start dozing off again

'how long has she been sleeping?' that's Sirus's voice. ' bout an hour, she fell asleep right after she came home, long day at work'.

'I bet' Sirius mumbles. 'Her short outfits always drives me insane, I swear she does it on purpose' Sirius says and I hear Remus clear his throat before he sits up straight and my head falls and hits his belt. And that's when I really wake up 'ow' I mumble as Remus picks up my head and looks like a deer in headlights, I can tell he feels so bad for moving ' I'm so sorry hunny' he says, clearly tense ' its ok' I say.

Sirius stands up and looks at my head, 'nothing bad love just a little red' he says and takes my hand and says ' lets go to bed, ok?' and I just nod.

They both walk me up stairs and after what I think I heard Sirius say I'm curious as to how Remus feels too so I say, 'can i sleep in your room tonight please?'. and they don't say anything and just open their door and let me come in.

This wasn't a first time thing, I have nightmares frequently and if I don't end up in their bed one or both of them come in mine so I feel more safe after the dream I had. ' How does your head feel' Sirius asks and they both look at my head than at me ' fine, doesn't really hurt at all.

'Im so sorry that you had to wake up to that Y/n'. Remus says and I blurt out ' was kinda awake anyways' rookie mistake Y/n, and they both just look at each other and Sirius asks 'so you heard what we were talking about then?'

I look at him and say 'yeah, didn't mean to but I did' and sirius looked freaked while Remus was the calm one this time. 'Why didn't you say anything' Sirius asks you. 'I dunno, was scared' and they look at each other than back at you 'of what love?' Remus says. You just shrug, you're too tired to do this, so you get up and walk to the door but they both jump right up and stop you sirius closes the door and Remus tilts your head towars him, and with a wave of confidence Remus says 'baby, you gotta tell us what you're thinking' and you do, but have to, theres no way around it. 'I feel that way too' I mumble under my breath and of course they heard it.

'Is that so?' Sirius asks as he walks up to me and picks me up, not giving a single inch of attention to Remus and puts me back on the bed and kisses me without warning. And I let him and if wasn't for Remus yanking Sirius back I don't think the kiss would have ended. It took ten seconds from Sirius kissing me to Remus kissing me.

Remus backs up and just looks at me, his and Sirius's eyes and blown. 'We have to stop, if we don't then I'm going to go all the way' Remus says ' yeah' sirius mumbles.

'I want to go all the way' I say and it doesn't take ten seconds before Sirius's shirt is thrown and I'm laying down with Remus hands going to my shirt taking it off. Then my skirt, and I look over to Sirius and the only thing he has on is his boxers, and you can see how hard he is. Remus now backs up and takes his belt and pants off while Sirius kisses down my neck and reaches his hand down my back and unclips my bra and Remus comes back over and lifts up my ass and takes off my panties.

They both sit back for a minute to look at me, but that miniute ends when Sirius starts rubbing my clit ' that feel good baby, yeah. I bet it does' Sirius whispers into my hear. Remus brings his hand down and starts fingering me. ' shit baby, so tight. How are you ever going to fit me?' he mumbles to himself 'want your cock please' and the second I say that I can tell that they both are about to tackle each other.

Remus stand up and takes his boxers off and out springs the biggest dick I've ever seen. I can't stop staring at it ' you ready baby' Remus says and he lines himself 'mhm' you mumble and he slowly starts stretching you out. And your breath shakes and he notices it ' breath hunny, you got this' and you nod your head and say 'please move' and he does. he goes slow at first but then slowly starts to go faster, and you look over to Sirius who's looking at your tits bouncing, ' want your cock Siri' and he pulls his boxers down and says 'where do you want me baby'

And you think for a second and look at Remus 'please' you say and he looks at you all confused and slows down ' what baby' and you whisper something in his ear and he's grinning ear to ear. He picks you up and walks you around the bed to Sirius and says ' she wants you to take her in her ass' and Sirius doesn't waste a moment before he's going to his drawer and grabbing his lube and making sure it wont hurt as bad

'you ready doll?' he asks and waits for a response ' yeah' and then he very slowly sinks you down on his dick. and slowly starts to move. The faster Remus goes the faster Sirius does and it feels so good. ' OH MY GOD' you moan out. 'Shit' Sirius mumbles as he goes faster and Remus runs your clit ' Shit, fuck DADDY' you scream out and it surprises them both but they don't care who it was directed at, you don't even know who it was at, it doesnt matter.

'Shit, baby you about to cum?' Remus asks and you just nod your head. 'Cum with us sweetheart' Sirius says and you do right before they both cum in you. It felt so good that you blacked out and when you gain control again they're both pulled out and Remus had a warm wet rag against your pussy and ass wiping the mess they made.

'Next time my cum is staying in you baby' Remus says right before you pass out.

#smut #fanfiction #sirius black smut #remus lupin smut #remus lupin #remus lupin fluff #sirius black fluff #harry potter universe #threes0me

[dirtybitfic]

ROAD TRIP PT.2

(Touching , teasing ,dirty talk , dom-Matt, smutt , chocking,slapping,use of names like ma,mama,slut,daddy)

(Playing in the background of this scene)

“If I touch you will you will you be a good girl and stay quite for me”

“Ye-yes Matt I promise”

Good girl now spread your legs for me

I spread my legs as side as they would go giving him access to my soaked core that was just begging for him to touch it.

Good girl Fuck your wet

Ma-Matt what if someone sees you

We’re on backroads going 60 I don’t think anyone is gonna be paying that much attention if they pass us

Yeah I guess your right

Take your thing off for me

Oh-okay

I was even more scared now that someone would see me fully bare for him spread out like this but honestly I wanted him to touch me more.

Good girl Fuck do you always get that wet ma

I umm idk

Fuck your so gorgeous

As much as I’m loving this you have to keep your eyes on the road

He looks at me once more before turning his attention to the road as he moves his slender fingers to my clit rubbing small circles

F-Fuck Matt mmmh

That feel good ma

Yes Matt Fuck

He inserts two fingers in me causing me to gasp

Oh f-Fuck Matt feels so good

Such a good girl for me letting me touch you like this

Mmm Fuck Matt I’m gonna cum

Yeah you wanna cum mama

Yes Fuck oh I wanna cum so bad

Beg for it

He says as he curls his fingers and starts moving his hand faster making me get even closer to my orgasm.

F FUCK MATT PLEASE PLEASE LET ME CUM

Fuck you sound so hot when you beg so pathetically cum in my fingers mama

FU-FUCK MATT IM GONNA CUM

Come on ma give it to me I wanna hear your pretty cries as you cum on my fingers

FUCK M-MATT IM CUMMING MMMM FUCK FUCK

That’s it good fucking girl

Jesus Fuck Matt I said gripping his arm so he would stop thrusting them into me .

God he was so fingers I can’t even imagine how good he is with his mouth and dick but I hope I find out.

He pulls his fingers out of me and put them r his mouth and sucks my juices off of them causing me to moan it was just so fucking hot

Mmm your so sweet god if we weren’t in the car I’d be devouring that Pussy right now

Oh really what else would you be doing to me if we weren’t in this car. I said seductively

Mmm your just gonna have to wait to find out

Fuck . How long do we have left

About uhhhh 15 hours.

What the fuck you know I actually really hate road trips. We should have flown there

Aww but then we wouldn’t have all this alone time

Yeah true but maybe these 15 hours will go by REALlyyy quicklyyy

Yeahhhh it definitely won’t feel like an eternity . He says smiling at me making me smile.

Are we planning on stopping to sleep for the night or are we just gonna drive all the way there

No we’re stopping in about an hour since it’s getting late I found a stop where you can park over night and we’ll sleep there

Okay

Started playing as we sat in comfortable silence after I got my underwear back on and sat back with Matt’s hand rubbing small circles on my thigh.

The hour went by fast and we reached the stop no one else was there which surprisingly I was happy about made me feel a little safer about sleeping there.

Me and Matt ran into the bathroom area to brush our teeth and go to the bathroom before we headed back to the car to start getting ready to go to bed . Matt put the back seats down and he

Laid out the blankets and pillows he brought so we would sleep more comfortably.

Alright ready to go to sleep I’m exhausted?

Yeah I’m fucking tired

It was about 1 am at this point and I could feel my eyes getting heavy I know he must be tired from driving so long..

Can we cuddle I’m a little creeped out right now

Of course gorgeous and yeah I’m a little creeped out too

Matt cuddles into me . Me being small spoon his being big .

Goodnight y/n

Goodnight Matt

We bought dozed off pretty quickly since we were so tired.

-skip 8 hours of sleep

I woke up and was blinded by the sun I looked over at Matt I guess we moved around in our sleep since Matt was sprawled out with his arms over his head and his face was facing me but he looked so fucking hot he was shirtless and I could see his cut v-line making my mouth water. I also couldn’t help but smile at how cute he looked as he slept peacefully. Today I’ll be driving the rest of the 15 hours we have left to be honest i’m dreading it but it’s only fair since he drove all day yesterday. I looked for my phone so I could check what time it was when my phone load up I saw it. It was about 12 in the afternoon. I didn’t think we’d sleep for that long, but I’m not mad about it. We needed good rest for getting through the rest of this road trip. I decided to wake up mad because I really had to pee and I didn’t wanna go alone.

Hey Matt wake up I gotta pee

Hmm what he said in a husky morning voice making my stomach tumble and my pussy to flutter .

I said wake up I gotta pee

God what time is it

Twelve

Dayummm we got some good sleep let me put my shirt on then we can go to the bathrooms

Okay . I usually sleep with no pants but it got so cold in here last night I had to wear some

He put his shirt on and we got out of the car locking it and heading to the bathrooms .

I went pee ran some cold water over my face and then walked out meeting Matt . As we were heading back to the car Matt went to the drivers seat .

Matt wait I’m driving today

No no it’s fine I want to drive

Are you sure I can drive you don’t have to ! You drive the whole day yesterday

No I promise I’m good to drive just sit and relax

Alright I mean I’m not complaining but just let me know if you get tired and wanna switch

I will now get in we got a long road ahead of us

Ugh let’s get these 15 hours over with

We started driving as we listened to frank ocean, kid cudi, Mac miller and the killers.

So uh what you feeling today

What do you mean

Like uh feeling frisky like yesterday or

Not right now no why

No reason just asking

Hmm okayyy

So do you wanna just chill when we get to the cabin . We could just unpack settle in and make a fire and watch some movies

Yeah that sounds good to me I mean we have three weeks to do shit there so you know we don’t have to go crazy our first night or even our second night

Alright yeah let’s lay low tonight and tomorrow we are gonna have to get dinner though and stop by the store for some groceries at some point

True I’ll look for a place to eat when we get close and we can just stop in our way in

Sounds good but uh anything sound good for lunch

Yeah I kinda really what chick fil a

Okay I’ll put in a stop on directions for the next one

Okay also how does Italian sounds for dinner

That’s sounds great to me

Okay cool I’ll call real quick to make sure we won’t need a reservation

*Call to restaurant*

Okay we don’t need to make a reservation we’re good

Alright sounds good

I cant stop looking at Matt he’s just so mesmerizing his hair is so fluffy his eyes are so blue his lips are so pink and perfect I just want to his him and his neck is just mmm god I wanna put hickeys all over it every-time he swallows my stomach flutters a little the way his Addams apple bobs makes me hot idk why but I’m weirdly attracted to prominent Adams apples just something about em you know.

Hey you good

What oh oh yeah sorry

Your good you were just staring really hard at my neck so I wanted to make sure you were good

Oh yeah sorry I was just looking at your adams apple

What why hahah

I don’t know I just think they are hot

Oh really he says with a smirk

Yeah idk why but I do

Interesting

I just laughed a little at his confused but intrigued face.

Matt tells me we’re getting off on the next exit for chick fill a so I went ahead and places a mobile order for us so we could get in and out quickly.

We got our food and kept on driving .

Damn I didn’t realize how hungry I really was

Yeah you demolished that shit

Yeah I know I’m shocked I’ve never finished a meal that fast

Real

I smiled at him and started playing one of our favorite songs and we started singing along to Justin’s verse since it’s the best part.

So uhh I was thinkin

Okay what about

Just how wet for me you were yesterday

Oh uh ye-yeah

Have you ever you know thought about me doing stuff like that to you before

Oh uhhh yeah I guess yeah

How much

Umm a lot I guess

Oh really any of those times been when I’m with you

I mean yeah I guess you know sometimes when I sit on your lap at party’s or when you look at me a specific way or even at sleepovers when we share a bad

Mmmm he says in a thinking tone

Why have you thought about me like this before

Oh trust me over done more than just think about it

Ohhh so you touch yourself and think of me is what your saying

No what I’m saying is the thoughts I have if you are the reason I touch myself

Mmm that’s hot

Really

Yeah

Oh well then

You remember that guy James who I had a little thing with a couple months ago

Yeah why?

You wanna know the reason we broke it off

Yeah i guess

I accidentally moaned your name instead of his when he was Fucking me and might I say he was doing a really bad job

Holy shit that’s funny you did nottt

Yep I sure did and he got so mad he slapped me and told me to never talk to him again

Damn

Yeah I thought it was pretty funny if I don’t say so my self

No yeah that’s fucking funny but also really hot to know you were thinking of me when another guy was fucking you

Oh yeah

Yeah

Hmm

Hmmm

I also have a dildo I pretend is you sometimes

Oh fuck

That caused Matt to shift in his seat and I couldn’t help but notice the huge bulge in his sweatpants.

Ooh someone is getting a lil excited

Oh shut up it’s you fault

So if it’s my fault I should probably fix it huh

Oh yeah I mean idk road head seems pretty dangerous

Yeah but I would make you feel so good I say as I run my hand over his bulge causing his breathe to hitch.

Oh Fuck okay fine

I smile as I unbuckle and bend over the middle console and untie his sweats and pull them down till his dick pops out and FUCK ME ITS BIIIIIIG.

LIKE BIIIIIIG BIIIG.

I kinda had a feeling he was big but god damn this is more than I imagined .

Fuck Matt your huge

Well are you gonna sit and stare or are you gonna be a good girl and fucking suck it

Mmm idk I might sit here and stare for a bit

I said laughing a little afterwards at his reaction he gave me a death stare and tightened his hands in the wheel.

I slowly bring my mouth down to his tip and kiss it causing Matt’s breathe to hitch I slowly bring his dick into my mouth and fuck my life I’m already gagging on not even half of him he’s so thick that my mouth feels like it’s slowly tearing at the sides but I power through. I start bobbing my head on what’s in my mouth and bringing my hand s down in what I can’t fit. I gagging and drooling all over his dick as I suck faster and harder causing Matt to let out small whimpers and moans that are driving me crazy.

Come on ma I know you can take more in your mouth

I shook my head no at him there is no way I can fit more .

Yes you fucking can if you won’t do it I’ll make you

I pull my head off him for a second so I can talk

Don’t you fucking dare push my head down Mathew or I swear to god

I go back down to sucking him in running my tongue across the vain on the bottom when all the sudden he starts thrusting into my mouth causing me to gag and choke .

Tears are streaming down my face and grab his thigh trying to stop him from thrusting into me but he didn’t budge instead he grabs my hair and forces me to hold my head onto him while he thrusts deeper causing me to deep throat at-least half of him .

Mmmm you look so hot struggling on my dick ma

His words cause me to moan and suck harder bringing him closer to finishing.

Fuckk ma your so fucking good taking me like a good girl

I moan again and feel his hips stutter and his dick twitch in my mouth he lets go of my head letting me come up I start sucking on his tip causing him to moan loudly he sounds so hot that it makes me moan around him . The vibrations from my moan send him over the edge as he came in my mouth.

I swallow but continue sucking him having a newfound confidence I take him down my throat.

FUCK Y/n st-stop I already c-came ma

I come up from him with a smile on my face proud of the work I just did .

God your so fucking beautiful ,all fucked out from ducking my dick

Mmm yeah yeah but seriously Matt your huge my jaw hurts so bad right now

Ehh you’ll be fine drama queen

Fuck you

Oh trust me you will

No way that’s fitting in me

Oh really

Mhm I haven’t had sex in like a year and a half it’s gonna take a lot of 4 play to even get that shit in

Well lucky for you I love 4play I’ll make you cum so many times it’ll slide right in

Oh yeahhh okay Matt whatever you say

What don’t believe me

No guy has made me cum even once so have fun trying to do it multiple times

Seriously no one made you cum even once what the fuck

Nope

Have they even tried

Yeah until they get bored and stop or they just cum to quickly and Don’t even try to make me cum after most guys just care about them cumming and not me

Well don’t worry I’m not like that at all

Oh really and what makes you so different

I thrive off making a girl cum and I last pretty long so

Oh yeah and what’s “long “ to you

2 hours sometimes three

Damn

What haha

Nothing that’s just a long time

Yeah but at-least it means I’m not cumming in 10 and leaving you laying there wanting more

Yeah I guess that’s true I don’t think I’ve had sex longer than 30 minutes

Really?

Yeah like I said most guys don’t last very long

Hmm maybe your Pussy is just so good they can’t help themselves

Oh yeah for sure that’s it

We both laughed and I turned up the song that’s started playing.

God I love this song

Yeah it’s good I’ve heard you okay it a couple times

Yeah it’s my hyper fixation song right now

What makes you like it so much

Well I love background beat it just makes you wanna sway around you know how I love making a whole movie scene in my head to songs

Yeah and I love hearing about em

Really you do

Yeah what’s yours for this song

Well It feels kinda like a Halloween song with the background music so I envision a girl in the woods like a party in the woods with rave lights and stars and the moon shining and she’s just standing around in a crowed of people dancing by a fire pit and she just swaying her hips running her hands over her body and then a guy walks up to her and asks if he can dance with her and she says yes cause he’s like the most beautiful guy she’s ever seen so she turns around and they sway together and he runs his hands over her sides and up to her neck making her arch her head into his chest kinda like in the crook of his neck as he whispers things into her ear.

Wow you make all this up in your head to a 2 minute song

Yeah I’m very imaginative

You don’t say but you really set the scene I could see it playing in my head as you explained

Good I’m glad I explained it well

Oh yeah perfectly explained

We both smiled at each other I started to feel like I had to pee so I told him and he said he looks for the next stop we only had about 5 hours left of our drive which was exciting.

We stopped to pee then got back on the road

Okay let’s make a list of things we need from the store

Okay ummm we’ll need stuff to cook for breakfast

Okay maybe some pancake mix and chocolate chips , bacon , fruit, some chips , hot chocolate mix and coffee, some type of sodas and then we can figure out some stuff that we can cook for dinner a couple nights .

Sounds good to me

Alright got a list well go after dinner yeah

Yep sounds good

I decided to take a nap the rest of the drive

I got woken up by a light tapping on my cheek

Hey y/n wake up we’re at the restaurant

Hmmm what

We’re at the restaurant sweetheart

Oh okay let me out my shoes on

Yeah your gonna want to out on a jacket to it’s snowing

Ugh already

Yeah but it looks so pretty

I got my shoes on and we went in and got sat at our table.

We ate our food pretty fast since we haven’t eaten anything but snacks in the car

We got back in the car and went to the store to get all the shut we needed which was a lot just incase we got snowed in for a couple days.

We reached the Airbnb after about a 30 minute ride.

We got out and started unloading or stuff we started unpacking the groceries into the fridge and I couldn’t help but get distracted by the kitchen it was literally like my dream kitchen.

I decided to go check out the rest of the house since Matt said he got the bags and didn’t want me to get covered in snow.

The staircase was even fucking cool. I kept going up until I reached the second floor there was a small room to the left and then two big doors at the end I guessed it was the master room and walked in .

What the fuck first it’s huge and the bed is right by the window making it feel cozy but dark.

I take a look around and look for the place to put unpack my clothes. I didn’t see a dresser so I took that as there has to be a closet . I look to the left and see a big door guessing it’s either the bathroom or closet . I go to open it and wow .

Just wow I mean it’s amazing how they designed this place .

I cant wait to shower in there honestly it’s cool asf.

I go back out so I can actually find the closet when I hear Matt call my name .

Y/N YOU GOTTA COME SEE THIS.

COMING. WAIT WHERE ARE YOU.

THE BASEMENT LEVEL

OKAY IM COMING

I ran back down the stairs as fast as I could

When I reached the basement level I called for Matt

IM IN HERE ALL THE WAY DOWN THE HALL

OKAY IM COMING

I followed where he said he was and…

OMG coolest shit I’ve ever seen i audibly gasped

This is so fucking COOL

I know right he says smirking at me

matt came around me hugging me from the back holding tightly

Matt.. what are you doing

nooooothingggg

all the sudden he picked me up I knew damn well what he was going to do

MATHEW BERNARD I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU THR-

all the sudden im submerged into the warm water mind you FULLY FUCKING CLOTHED

I come up to the surface couching then glaring at matt

MATT WHAT THE FUCK

YOU USED MY MIDDLE NAME THATS WHAT YOU GET

I got an idea I smiled up at him swimming to the edge

can you at least help me out of here

yeah fine he says putting his hand out to me I reach and then yank on it pulling him in

I laugh to myself as I watch him flip into the water

he comes up for air coughing

OH YOUR DEAD

OH YEAH COME GET ME THEN

I said starting to swim way from him to the other end only to get pulled back by my foot

your not getting away that easily princess

the name giving me butterflies as he pulls me into him .

matt let go

mmm no

ugh I huff out trying to get out of his grip

starting to regret your decisions hmm

nope

well your about to he says before yanking my shirt over my head exposing my tits to him.

fuck mama your tits are so nice

oh shut up suddenly he starts sucking on my left nipple sending my head back and a moan slips out of my mouth.

he keeps sucking then moving to my right sucking and biting at it making me a moaning mess. he moves to by neck sucking harshly definitely leaving marks.

mmm fuck matt

yeah you like when I leave marks on you

mhm I whine out as I shake my head yes

he kisses up to my ear then slightly nipping at my earlobe he doesn't know but I love that shit .

I wrap my arms around his neck as I move my legs to wrap around his waist.

matt I whine out as he continues leaving marks all over my neck

he kisses up to my face and then harshly kisses me . God his lips feel so perfect on mine

I move my hands down his chest and start pulling his shirt up he disconnects our lips so I can fully pull his shirt over his head.

He comes back into the kiss and I run my nails down his torso causing him to groan into my mouth.

He moves his hands down my back to grab my ass causing me to moan into the kiss. he moves his hand to the waistband of my pants and starts pulling them down so drop my legs from around him to make it easier.

Once they are off I move my hands down to his waistband and start pulling his pants off as he helps by stepping out of them both of us left in our underwear.

lets take this up to the room mama

okay

We both swim to the stairs and start stepping out immediately being hit with cold air my nipples and boobs hardening more than I thought was possible .

I start shivering and matt notices so he grabs me and throws me over his shoulder as he starts making his way to the stairs leading back upstairs.

matt I say giggling as my body sways over his back

put me down

oh I will in a minute don't worry he says as he slaps my ass

I moan as we reach the top of the stairs and he starts walking to the room.

we enter and he throws me down onto the bed

he immediately rips my underwear off causing me to gasp.

he moves his fingers through my slit

Fuck ma your soaked

mmmm I moan out from his fingers grazing me and his words

he pushes two fingers into me causing my hand to grasp at his bicep and a load moan to escape my mouth

you sound so pretty when you moan for me ma

f-fuck matt feels so good

mmm yeah you like when my fingers are in you don't you

y-yes matt fuck

he starts thrusting them in and out faster as he moved his face in-between my legs and start sucking on my clit

FUCK MATT OH M-MY GOD

he starts sucking my clit harder as he curls his fingers hitting the perfect spot

F-FUCK MATT JUST LIKE THAT FUCK IM GONNA CUM

your gonna have to ask for permission to cum

mmm matt fuck please please

please what slut

FUCK PLEASE CAN I CUM PLEASE PLEASE

fuck you sounds so hot when you beg but yeah ma cum all over my face

F-FUCK MATT IM CUMMING MMMM MY G-GOD

good fucking girl that's it

fuck fuck I say as I come down from my high

he pulls his fingers out and brings them to his mouth sucking my juices off.

fuck that's hot

oh yeah? he says with a smirk

mhm I say smirking back

you know what would be even hotter

what

you calling me daddy

oh uuuuuh idk ive never really done that before

do you wanna make me happy

more than anything

then call me daddy

okay Fine ill do it

good girl he says as he grabs me by the throat bringing me into a heated wet kiss

I moan into the kiss as his other hand goes down to remove his boxers

he pulls away as he spits down onto his dick and fuck me something about it made me moan it was just so hot

you like watching me spit on my cock ma

mhm I whimper looking into his eyes

he starts to line his tip to my soaked entrance

he slowly pushes into me causing me to wince at the way he's stretching me

you okay mama he asks slightly concerned im guessing my face was showing my discomfort

mhm yeah your just stretching me the fuck out

I know ma im sorry but don't worry you'll be okay in a second

mhm I know you can keep moving

he starts pushing in more of his length causing me to whimper

fuckkk your so fucking tight

mmm fuck matt

you doing okay ma that's only half

fuck that's only half I whimper out

he chuckles out a yeah

fuck just go all the way in

are you sure

yeah -yeah ill be okay

he pushes all the way in causing a whimpery cry to escape my mouth

ive never had a guy stretch me out this much im not so used to the feeling

fuck ma your squeezing me so tight

mm fuck your so big matt

let me know when I can move

o-okay you can move

he starts slowly thrusting in and out the stretching sensation slowly going away as it morphs into pure pleasure

F-fuck your taking me so well

f-fuck matt go faster

mmm no im not going faster until I hear the word daddy leave your mouth

f-fuck daddy please go faster

good fucking girl he says as he grabs my neck and spreads up his thrusts.

MMM FUCK DADDY YOUR S-SO DEEP

yeah fuck your so fucking wet for me

F-FUCK MATT IM ALREADY SO CLOSE

yeah you wanna fucking cum

fu-fuck yes pl-please

beg for it he says gripping my throat harder

p-PLEASE DADDY FUCK CAN I CUM

yes slut you can cum cover my fucking cock

my legs start shaking as I inch closer to my orgasm

F-FUCK FUCK IM GONNA CUM

come on ma give it to me he says as he bring one hand down and starts rubbing my clit

FUCK OH MY GOD DA-DADDYYY

I scream out as I cum all over his dick

that's a good girl summing all over my cock fuck squeezing me so hard

f-fuck matt i moan as I come down from my high as he keeps fucking into me .

I start to become overstimulated from my two orgasms ive already had

f-fuck s-slow down I c-cant take it

no slut I know you fucking can now spread your legs wider

f-fuck I c-cant its to much

I wasn't fucking asking now either you do it or I do it for you he says as he slaps me across the face

I whimper as I spread my legs wider for him and move my hands to his back as he fucks into me faster

good girl your listening so well

FUCK your s-so fucking deep I c-cant take it I say as I move my hands to his hips to try and push him out

oh no no keep your fucking hands down

matt I cant take it I say as tears stream down my face from how deep he's hitting sending me even more overstimulated

he pulls out as he garbs my hair tightly causing me to whine

turn over ass up . now.

mmm no I cant

no? okay fine ill do it then he says as he grabs my hips flipping me then forcing me down by by my back to arch for him

he thrusts back in now going hard and rough hitting so deeply my legs shake and I cant stop the moans from escaping me

FUCK DADDY OH-M-MY GOD I CANT I say reaching back trying to push him out . he harshly grabs my arms holding them behind my back before he leans down to my ear.

keep your hands to . your. self im not gonna fucking tell you again he says dominantly as he slaps my ass hard causing me to buck and whine he does it 5 more times before running his hand over the hand mark soothing it.

F-FUCK DADDY OH MY GOD IM GONNA CUM

yeah you gonna cum all over my cock

yes GOD YES FUCK

give it to me mama come on

oh fuck FUCK FUCK JESUS I scream as I cum undone

good girl that's it awww look at you shaking and squirming

JESUS MATT PLEASE I CANT TAKE ANYMORE

he pulls out of me as I flop down onto my stomach ad flip over to look at his as tears stream down my face as my legs shake uncontrollably

your doing so good for me such a good girl he says stroking my face softly as I catch my breath.

he shoves two fingers into me causing me to gasp he curls them and moves them at a fast pace at this point im squirming and writhing underneath him I move my hands to his wrists begging him to stop

he grabs my arms and holds them above me as I scream moan as I feel a new high coming on

fuck you hear how wet you are for me

mhm MHMMMM FUCK DADDY

you gonna squirt for me mama I know you are I can feel you pushing into my fingers

FUCK MATT OH MY GOD I scream out as I feel my juices leaking out of me and spraying out onto the bed and matt

fuckkk good girl that's it

I start trying to move away from his hand kicking my legs becoming so overstimulated I wanna cry its painful but in a good way.

he lays down and pulls me onto his lap as he kisses me deep and possessively.

I grind down on his hard dick causing me to squirm from it rubbing my swollen and sensitive clit.

your gonna ride me baby think you can handle that

I-ill t-try

good girl lift your hips for me

I do as he says. He lines himself up to my whole and helps me sink down .

I start to try and bounce the best I can since my legs are still shaking pretty bad he helps as he keeps a firm grip on my hips lifting me up and down onto him.

fuckkkk you look so fucking hot onto of me

fuck matt m-my legs are so t-tired I c-cant

he wraps his arms around me and brings my chest to his and starts pounding into me from underneath hitting a spot that has me screaming for him

MATT MATT OH MY GOD

god- your doing so good taking me so well

I tighten around him as I squirt all over his cock and the bed

fucking shit such a good girl he says as I shake onto of him

f-fuck matt im so o-overstimulated I ca-cant take anymore

come here its okay mama ill give you a minute to calm down

I lay on his chest with his dick still in me as he rubs my back softly

I slowly start to calm down as I feel my pussy pulse around him as I start to crave him again.

you wanna flip back over baby ill go easy on you I promise

ye-yeah but I want it rough matt

are you sure I don't actually want to hurt you

I promise ill be okay so what if I won't be able to walk tomorrow its not like were going anywhere

okay mama flip over legs up on my shoulders

I slide off of him as I lay on my back and he hovers over me helping me lips my shaking legs over his shoulders.

he pushes back into me causing me to let out a load moan

fuck I love this little pussy

f-fuck matt so fucking deep

yeah you like that want it rougher baby

y-yes fuck please daddy please

he starts pounding into me hard causing me to scream out as my legs start shaking really hard .

he moves down to kiss me causing my legs to meet my chest and give him and even deeper angle

I moan into the kiss he moves his hand to my neck causing me to clench around him .

you like when I choke you don't you slut he says with a smirk on his face

mmmmmm fuck yes I love it

such a little slut for my cock aren't you

I cant even get words to come out of my mouth as he's pounding me so hard all I see is stars

answer me he spits out slapping me across the face

fuck yes im - a-slut for you fuckkkk

who's slut are you

yours fuck d-daddy all yours

such a good little slut for me god look at you shaking

f-fuck can I cum please please please

cum on my cock baby

with his words I come undone so hard my hips lift off the mattress and buck into his my eyes rolling to the back of my head as my hearing goes out for a couple seconds from how hard im cumming.

fuckkk your squeezing my cock so hard god damn

f-fcuk matt oh my god I say as my breath hitches as I come down from my high.

such a good girl for me im getting close I promise

fuck matt c-can you slap me again I say kinda hesitant.

yeah you like that

y-yes fuck please slap me

he slaps me causing me to moan loudly

fuck do it again harder

god such a little slut for me he says as he slaps me harder this causes me to cum again

fuckk such a little slut cumming from me slapping you huh

f-fuck matt

he pounded into me harder and deeper I bring by hands to his back for support scratching my nails dow deeply into his skin causing his to groan out

fuck keep doing that ma leave marks all over my back

I do as he says scratching down his back harder as his thrust start to sputter and his breathing gets heavier

fuck baby im gonna cum where do you want it

in me fuck matt fill me up

mmm fuck such a slut for me he says as his hips snap into me one last time and I feel his warm hot cum spill into me

fuck matt mmm i moan as he pulls out and I feel our mixed cum leaking out of me'

you did do good for me baby god you look gorgeous all fucked out

I smile at him as my entire body is shaking from the best fucking sex ive had in my entire life

he flops down next to me pulling me into him as he pulls the covers over us

you wanna take a nap

yes please im exhausted I just had the best sex of my life

same I don't think ill ever be able to let you go after feeling how amazing you feel

then don't let go I say smiling up at him he kisses my forehead as we both drift off to sleep.

the end.

xoxo

#smut #fanfiction #matt sturniolo #bd/sm daddy

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if you're up to it could you write that camping HC you had with derek 🥺

Derek was always prepared -- it was one of his many, many charm points. If he hadn't dedicated all of his free time as a child to being sports, he would have made an excellent boy scout. In his home, he had multiple fire extinguishers and first aid kits, and kept a small stock of protein bars and water bottles in his car, just in case. He was the definition of dependable.

That's precisely why he was beating himself up so much for forgetting to triple check the weather forecast before your camping trip.

It was supposed to be a nice little getaway for the two of you. You'd planned on flying back home over the summer to visit him, but the plans fell through at the last minute, and this was the rescheduled trip. It was fall now, and in Prism Vista it was still warm and comfortable, but out here on the mountain, with the sun tucking itself behind the horizon, things were getting chilly.

"It's fine," you told him after you both came into the tent after a quick dinner by the fire. "It's not even that cold, really."

"Is that why you're shivering?" he asked, trying to mask his disappointment in himself with a teasing smirk.

After a pause, you came up with the brilliant retort of "Shut up, you're shivering."

"You're clearly sh--"

"Your mom's shivering, Derek, get off my back."

Derek laughed freely, feeling a little bit of tension leave his shoulders. If you were willing to joke around with him, maybe you weren't mad that he'd been so thoughtless to miss the cold spell you now had to deal with overnight.

He had feelings for you -- well, they were more than feelings at this point, as the decade-long crush had long since developed into a deep aching love -- but he was keeping them to himself until the moment felt right, if it ever did. Until then, your friendship was certainly enough for him.

He told himself that as he turned his back so that you could both change into your pajamas with the semblance of privacy in the cozy tent, trying not to picture what was happening behind him as he heard the soft sounds of your clothes slipping off your body.

When you told him you were done changing, he turned, ready to hit you with a brilliant smile, but his mouth turned downwards into a frown when he saw that you were wearing shorts and a tank top.

"It's all I brought," you told him, correctly interpreting the look he was giving you. "It's no big deal, it's just one night, right? And the sleeping bag will be plenty cozy."

To drive your point home, you unzipped your bag and climbed in. You put on a show for him, snuggling down, zipping yourself in as much as you could and then burrowing down and letting out a content sigh.

"See?" you said. "Snug as a bug in a rug."

He shook his head, but the little act did bring his smile back. He got into his own sleeping bag, placed just a few feet away from yours, and turned to face you.

"But you'll tell me if you get too cold, right?"

"What would you do if I did?"

He didn't know how to answer that, and while he thought, you smiled and reached over to turn off the lantern he'd brought into the tent with you.

"Goodnight, Derek," you told him.

"Goodnight."

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Some time had passed -- Derek wasn't sure how much, but he thought he'd dozed off once or twice. He was disoriented, but a strange noise jolted him awake. He sat up partially, darting his eyes around, using the dim moonlight to try to see what was making the sound.

As he became more aware, he realized that the sound was coming from you. He squinted and leaned closer, and he felt a pang of guilt when he realized that the noise he was hearing was your teeth chattering together.

"Hey," he said softly. "You awake?"

"No, I'm dead," you replied, your voice a little jerky because of the shivering. "I died of hyperthermia and you are now speaking to my ghost."

"Actually it's hypothermia," he corrected softly, wiping the sleep out of his eyes.

"It's good you know, alert the coroner."

He laughed, then sighed. He felt guilty for not being prepared for the cold, for bringing you on the trip at all when there was the possibility of it being this cold, and then he felt guilty that his guilt was at the forefront of his mind instead of a solution for the problem. He weighed his options in his head, trying to figure out what would be best, when you made a new sound, a sort of moaning sputter accompanied by a somewhat violent shake.

"All right, come here."

He sat up all the way and unzipped his sleeping bag, his mind made up.

"Huh?" you asked.

"Get in here with me," he said, thankful that it was too dark for you to see what he knew would be a deep blush on his cheeks. "I think my bag is a little warmer, and I'm not cold."

"Would be sort of a tight fit, don't you think?"

Derek was used to making himself small, to shove aside his wants and needs to fit into the perfect mold he'd made up of himself -- he wanted you, desperately, but he'd never be so forward as to get you in such close quarters like this. But as much as he'd trained himself to keep away from what he wanted, being a gentleman was more important. And it wouldn't be very gentlemanly to let you freeze to death on a mountain.

So he reached over, his eyes having adjusted to the dark enough to make out your sleeping bag. He grabbed the side of it with both hands and scooted the whole thing close to him, then unzipped it.

"Come on," he told you quietly, backing up against the side of his bag as far as he could and holding it open for you to climb in. He thought he saw you hesitate for just a moment, but then you were moving. He felt your legs knock against his as you situated yourself down beside him.

You were close -- close enough that different parts of your bodies were touching and your smell was invading his senses. He gulped, but halfway through he realized that would be kind of an obvious gesture, so he turned it into a cough, which honestly did end up much better.

"You all right?" you asked.

At this distance, you were close enough that he could see your expression. It was smug, but there was a shy tenderness underneath it.

"I'm gonna zip us in," he said, ignoring you, even as you laughed.

He reached over you, trying politely not to touch you, but it was a tight fit. As he struggled to get the zipper pulled up, you kept sliding closer to him to make the job easier. By the time he was done, your legs were tangled together and your chest was pressed lightly against his. He did notice that you had pulled your hips back when he was done with the zipper, and he couldn't tell if he was grateful or disappointed not to have that closeness too.

"Well, this is cozy," you said, just above a whisper. He felt your breath, hot on his face, and hummed in agreement.

He felt your arm, which had been firmly placed on your side, move, then stop. He cocked an eyebrow at you.

"I mean ... is it ok?" you asked.

"Is what ok?"

"If we, you know ... cuddle. Just for tonight." When he didn't answer straight away, you added, "It's cold."

"Yeah," he said finally. "Of course. That's fine."

Derek tried to keep his breathing steady as you used jerky little movements to slide even closer next to him. He could feel the hesitation, but eventually you ended up with your leg nestled between his, your arms wrapped around each other and your head tucked under his chin. He slid his hands over your bare arms, feeling the goosebumps there that he was sure was because of the temperature and not because you could possibly be as excited as he was to be this close to you.

"Can you sleep like this?" you asked, and he almost whimpered at the feeling of your lips moving lightly against his neck as you spoke.

"Sure, yeah," he answered. "I was just about to doze off."

He didn't like to lie to you, not at all. But sometimes, every once in a while, it was easier that way. Derek knew, as he felt you adjust your leg between his thighs, that sleep wouldn't come easy.

#our life beginnings and always #derek suarez #derek x reader #derek x you #derek x mc #derek suarez x you #derek suarez x reader #derek suarez x mc #our life derek #olba derek #derek suarez appreciation club

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I And Love And You

Pairing: Best Friend!Steve Rogers x F!Reader

Summary: You go on a road trip with your best friend, Steve Rogers, and you are both forced to face your feelings for each other.

Warnings: None, just ridiculous amounts of fluff. 

A/N: I was looking for inspiration and found it in the shape of my favorite album. So, I’m writing a series of fics based on every song from I And Love And You by The Avett Brothers. I highly recommend listening to each song before reading. It will be a more fun journey. I’ve never done something like this before so I hope you enjoy! 

That woman, she’s got eyes that shine Like a pair of stolen polished dimes She asked to dance, I said “It’s fine I’ll see you in the morning time”

“Come on, Steve. We’ve still got a few more hours before we’re at the campsite and it’s starting to get dark.” The man looked at you skeptically, well aware that the sun was starting to disappear.  

“It won’t take long. I just need to pick up an energy drink if I’m gonna get us there alive.” He stresses the word alive to punctuate his point. You roll your eyes, sitting up in the passenger seat. It had already been a full day of driving and you were both cranky and very sore from so little movement. You were eager to arrive at your destination.

When Steve had proposed this trip to you, you were a little skeptical to say the least. Just you and him in a car for two days in order to travel to a campsite he had read about that he wanted to visit. Of course the first question to come to mind was “Why me?” 

“You’re my best friend. I couldn’t imagine doing it with anyone else.” His sweet words had been enough to get you on board and within the next few weeks you were loading up Steve’s small car with all your bags and heading for Colorado. You’d always heard it was a beautiful place to visit and you were excited for the sights. However, what you didn’t know was that being cooped in a car for 28 hours was going to drive you absolutely crazy. You prayed it would be worth it.

It wasn’t long before Steve was pulling in to the gas station parking lot, putting the car in park as he hopped out. With a huff you decided to join him, stepping out of the car as well and heading inside. Perusing through the aisles of snacks, you simple meander until Steve gestures to you that he’s ready to go. When you show up with nothing in your hands he gives you an annoyed look. “Go get an energy drink or something. You’re not falling asleep in the last few hours. I need you to help keep me awake.” With a groan you run over to the clear fridges near the back and pick out the first energy drink your eyes land on, bringing it over to the counter. He adds it to his small pile of things and pays for it all before heading back out to the car. You follow him like a disgruntled puppy, sliding into your seat. 

“See that wasn’t so hard was it?” He teases, making you grumble a half hearted response. However, your fake anger doesn’t last long as you get lost looking out the window. The sun is setting over the horizon, painting the sky in purples and pinks and oranges. With a hand resting on your cheek you start to doze off. The moment you do, Steve smacks your leg with the back of his hand. You open your eyes, turning towards him slowly. “You gotta stay up, remember? Open up your energy drink.” With a groan you lean forward to grab the can, popping the tab open and taking a sip of it. You wince.

“It tastes like battery acid.” You remark to which Steve laughs. 

“No one ever said it was good. It’s just supposed to keep you up.” Looking down he points at his own can. “Open mine up for me?” You oblige him, pulling the tab until it snaps open and you hand it to him. 

“God, that is bad.” He laughs as he takes a sip himself before setting it back down in the cup holder. The two of you chuckle to each other, deciding against finishing the nasty drinks you had bought.

“So how am I supposed to keep you awake?”

“I don’t know. Entertain me.” He adds with another laugh. With that, you turn on the radio and flip through channel after channel before landing on an oldies but goldies type station. The first song that you hear is I Want To Know What Love Is by Foreigner. Without warning you launch into song, belting out the chorus loudly and badly. 

“I wanna know what love is! I want you to show me. I wanna feel what love is! I know you can show me!” Steve rolls his eyes as you continue singing, reaching out for him dramatically as you serenade him. 

“Oh please!” He yells over your obnoxious singing but you don’t stop, continuing with the next verse as you find yourself genuinely enjoying the song. Little do you know the effect that you’re having on your best friend. As much as he hates to admit it, he feels something stronger than friendship for you. Quite frankly, the man has been in love with you for years. Everything about you draws him in and makes him crave more. Those words have been stuck in his chest for what feels like forever and hearing you belt them out like nothing made his heart ache. He wishes he could sing a cheesy melody and sweep you off your feet the way you were doing for him right now but he wasn’t nearly so bold. In fact inviting you on this trip was probably the boldest he had ever been when it came to his feelings for you. 

He was surprised that you hadn’t caught onto his little act the moment he asked you. He half expected you to call him out on his bullshit but you had yet to say anything about the fact that he wanted so desperately to be alone with you. As glad as he was that you hadn’t, part of him wanted you to so that he could finally buck up the courage to say what he needed to say but he had no such luck.

It was a relief to him when the song finally ended and you finished belting, leaning back comfortably in your seat. “At least we finally found a good radio station.” You said, letting the channel continue to play. He couldn’t help but give you a sideways glance, taking in the sight of you in the glow of the setting sun. God, you were beautiful.

“Yeah, lucky us.” He says, clearing his throat as he avoids your gaze.

“If you want me to change the station, I will. I know this isn’t really the kind of music you listen to.” You say genuinely. 

“No, it’s okay. I like hearing what you enjoy.” He says with a smile. 

“I like learning about the things that you enjoy too. It’s fun seeing you discover new stuff and finding new tastes. Sometimes I wish I could go back to your time and do the same thing.” You admit. “Tell me about the 40′s. I wanna know everything about your world.” You ask him, leaning forward onto the arm rest. Steve glimpses over at you, watching your intent gaze as you wait expectantly. It causes him to chuckle as he begins to tell you. He shares with you all of the things that he remembers from his childhood on. The music he listened to and the films that he watched. The fashion of the time and the new inventions that came about. The books he read and what he did with his friends. You sat patiently and listened to every word, soaking up every piece of information that he cares to share with you. 

Seeing him light up as he talks about his passions makes your heart soar. Engaging with this side of him was dangerous for you. It was only making you fall for him harder. It had been years now that you’d had these feelings for him, growing stronger in side of you the longer you spent time with him. It was terrifying to you. He was the great Captain America. You barely considered yourself worthy enough to be his friend. Being anything more than that was totally out of the picture in your mind. However, that hadn’t stopped you from fantasizing. You imagined what it would be like to be with him. To be Steve Rogers’ girl. God, what a dream that would be. But that’s all it would ever be. Dreams and fantasies. You almost wanted to stop him from telling you anything more at the risk of you blurting out your feelings for him right then and there. But you wanted to take in every last detail of his life. You couldn’t help but yearn to know more. So you sat quietly, happily living in his world for just that short while. 

“Look.” He said, stopping his story. He drew your attention to the sign coming up on the side of the road. You could barely read it from this far away since the sun had set by now. You waited patiently until the headlights illuminated the sign ahead of you. It indicated that you were only a few short miles from the campsite. You both exchanged a happy glance, settling into your seats as you made the last trek of the journey. There was a gravel parking lot a short ways from where your individual campsite was set up. The two of you dug out your bags from Steve’s trunk and made the quick walk to the campsite. It was numbered with a small sign. Number 3. You were currently unable to see much of the view. You’d have to wait until the morning for that. However you could see that there was a stone firepit in the middle of the grove with plenty of room surrounding it for your tents. 

“I’ll get the tents set up if you want to start a fire.” Steve told you, setting down all your things near the pit. You gave him a nod and a smile, pulling a lighter out of your back pocket. There was already some newspaper stacked in the firepit. All you had to do was light it. It began as a small flame but quickly grew as you added more newspaper to it. Once you had enough light to see around the small grove you joined Steve in setting up the tents. It didn’t escape your attention that he had positioned them impossibly close so that you would only be a thin fabric wall away from each other. 

Once you were both done setting up the campsite you huddled close to the fire, sitting right next to one another. The warmth of his body beside yours heated you up more than the fire ever could. This was an impossibly dangerous environment for both of you. Two best friends choking on their love for each other in a dimly lit grove in the dead of night alone, feeling all too hot in your overbearing clothes as you sat mere inches apart. What could go wrong?

“I don’t know about you but it’s way too quiet.” You said with a chuckle, digging around in your backpack for the speaker that you had made sure to pack. As you connected it to your phone Steve crossed his arms over his chest, unable to keep himself from staring at you in the kind glow of the fire. Once you opened up your Spotify you searched for 40′s era songs that you thought Steve would like. Once you found a good playlist you put it on, watching his face light up. “I thought that you might enjoy that.” You chuckle.

“I do. It’s very thoughtful of you.” He said, admiration lining his voice. 

“Oh please. What are friends for?” You inquired. As the music softly streamed from the speaker Steve found himself getting lost in the familiar sounds. It was comforting to him. In that comfort he found himself feeling more at ease with his feelings, not scared of them but rather encouraged by them. The way you looked, eyes closed as you took in the music, made his head spin as he fell in love all over again.

“You know, I’m actually quite the dancer.” He began to form a plan.

“Bullshit. Captain America, a dancer?” 

“It’s true. I didn’t get a chance to do it much before the super serum. I had a hard time getting women to look at me when I looked like they could step on me. But I’m actually a good dancer. That was the thing to do back in the day. You wanted to go out with friends or a pretty girl? You went dancing. So anyone who was anyone at least knew how to dance. Just so happens I turned out to be pretty good at it.” 

“Show me.” You said incredulously. Everything was falling into place. 

“Well, I don’t know. I’d need a partner.” 

“Come on then.” You said, brushing yourself off and getting to your feet. When Steve didn’t move you extended a hand to him, giving him a playful look. “Steve Rogers, may I please have this dance?” 

Those were the words he had been waiting for. He stood as well, towering over you slightly as he took one of your hands into his own, his other finding your waist. You felt flushed all of a sudden and you knew it wasn’t because of the fire still roaring. It was the way his strong hands took a hold of you. As he began to move his foot, slowly spinning you both around to the song that was playing he leaned into your ear. “I thought you’d never ask.” He said in a whisper. Scoffing, you roll your eyes jokingly as you look up at him through your lashes.

“Is this a trick? Did you trick me into dancing with you?” 

“Maybe.” He admits, still spinning you as he held you in his arms. “I couldn’t help myself. I’ve wanted to dance with you like this for a long time. I’ve wanted to do a lot of things for a long time.” Oh god. You swallowed thickly. This was it. The moment you thought was never going to happen. He was going to say those three little words you had waited so desperately to hear. All the while he dances with you, touching your waist gently. “Y/N, there’s something I need to say.” 

“Yes, Steve?” You prompted him. 

“You--” Your eyes bore into him and he suddenly lost all of his courage, unable to find the words. “Are a really good dancer.” 

“What?” You couldn’t help but deflate at his statement. 

“You’re a really good dancer.” He repeated with a shy smile. Steve’s boldness must have transferred into you because suddenly that wasn’t a good enough answer. You’d wanted this so long and you weren’t going to let him or yourself chicken out of it. 

“I’m a good dancer? That’s all you have to say to me? Really?” You inquired. He seemed taken aback by your words, blinking rapidly. 

“Yeah? What else would I have to say?” He tried to throw you off the scent of where his sentence had been going originally.

“Steve, I’m so tired of pretending. I’m sick of not saying what we’re both dying to say. We are both dying to say it aren’t we? It can’t just be me, can it?” The question was genuine as you waited expectantly. 

“Y/N, I--” He cut himself off, stepping away from you. He suddenly felt like he was suffocating, drowning in his own affection and admiration. Those words lodged in his throat and he was choking. “I can’t. No matter how hard I try I just can’t make myself say it. Not because I don’t want to. God, I want to. I really want to. There’s just something that’s keeping me from it. Something stopping me.” 

“What is it? Maybe if you tell me we can figure it out together.” 

“I don’t know. If I knew, I would have already told you.” You both stopped to contemplate. You didn’t want to give up. Not when you were so close to what you wanted. There had to be an answer. 

“You’re scared of something. That’s the only explanation.” 

“It has to be.” He affirmed, sure that was the only answer. 

“So. What are you scared of?” 

“I don’t know, Y/N.” 

“Are you scared that I’ll say no? That I’ll reject you? Because I’m promising you right now that’s not going to happen.” 

“No, that’s not it.” 

“Are you afraid of people finding out? Are you embarrassed by it?” 

“No!” He replied adamantly. 

“Then what is it Steve?” Your words overwhelmed his mind as he tried to process his own feelings for you. Suddenly it hit him like a freight train. He knew exactly what he was afraid of. 

“I’m afraid that I’m not worthy of you.” He burst out. You were unable to keep yourself from laughing out loud. 

“You’re Captain fucking America, the golden child who can do no wrong and you’re afraid you’re not worthy of me?” You stressed the last word, emphasizing that you were having the same fear. 

“Yes. That’s exactly what I’m afraid of. You don’t get it Y/N. You deserve everything good in this world. What if that’s not me? I snore and I chew my nails sometimes and I make rash decisions and I’m stubborn and I’m impatient. I wouldn’t be around all the time because I always put my missions first. I’m not very good at communicating my feelings and I can’t promise that I’ll always be there when you need me. Don’t you see? It’s been over 70 years and I haven’t changed. I’m still that punk kid who lied to get into the army because he wanted to prove something.” You struggled to find the words to show him just how much you wanted him, flaws and all. 

“Congratulations. You’re a human being. You’re not perfect. Welcome to life. God, if you think I’m perfect I’m going to have to rudely awaken you. I know everyone builds you up to be this godlike entity but Steve, I’ve always seen you for what you really are. A good man doing his best to navigate a world he doesn’t feel like he fits into. And that’s okay. I’ve never felt like I fit in either. Not until I found you. With you, I live in this world where it doesn’t matter what I look like or what stupid decisions I make. I’m always worthy of love. That’s all I could ask for and you give that to me in bounds. Please, Steve. I care about you. I want you. Every part of you. Even the parts you deem to be imperfect. I know it’s hard but you don’t have to be scared anymore.” 

The two of you stand there, lost in a fog of your own feelings. It’s silent except for the music still permeating the grove and neither of you knows what to say now. Steve makes the first move, taking your hands in his own as he looks to the floor of the forest. 

“I and love and you. Who knew three little words would be so hard to say?” He adds with a laugh, making you chuckle as well. “Y/N?”

“Steve?” 

“I love you.” Tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you let his words swallow you whole after so much waiting. 

“I love you too.” Is all you can say back but that’s all you need to say. 

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"A Well-Earned Rest"

Summary: Barbara Wright and Ian Chesterton have finally gotten back to safety after the events of "The Romans". However, it seems their time spent apart from each other has helped them both evaluate their feelings for each other…

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Barbara Wright finished brushing her hair, and left her room.

It was a sunny day, as most of the days in Italy had been so far, and the sunshine gave the air a slightly hazy feel, as if it were the soft edge of a dream. Barbara smiled as the warm wind delicately brushed against her skin.

A few hours had passed since Ian and her had arrived back at the villa. Both of them had headed to their separate rooms to get changed and take some well-earned rest. During the journey back to the villa from Rome, they had mostly concerned themselves with staying as inconspicuous as possible. They hadn’t wanted to draw attention, after all.

Now that they were back, they simply wanted to relax a little and wait for the Doctor and Vicki to return from Rome.

Barbara had walked off to her room, leaving Ian sleeping peacefully in the inner courtyard of the villa. She hadn’t been gone long; just enough time to give her hair a quick brush and stretch her legs a little. Sure enough, Ian was still dozing where she had left him.

Barbara didn’t immediately sit down next to him, though. Instead, she stood for a few moments, watching her friend with a soft smile.

She sighed, gently.

Oh, she had missed Ian very much during the time they had been separated. In many different ways.

Ways that she had already started to suspect were not simply platonic.

Oh, who was she kidding? Her feelings for Ian had not been platonic for a very long time. Come to think of it, even before they had ended up in the TARDIS, she had found herself looking forward to those fleeting moments between them each day. Smiling glances in the school corridors, a gentle nudge of the shoulder during assembles, and chuckling conversations in the staff room.

Not to mention the evenings with heavy fog and smog, when Ian would offer to drive her home.

Barbara’s heart beat slightly faster at the thought.

But maybe that was unfair of her. After all, Ian had been nothing but a gentleman the entire time she had known him. They had been through so much together and, while Ian clearly did care for her, surely it wasn’t in quite the same way that Barbara cared for him.

Surely not. Barbara would just be overthinking things otherwise.

Because… oh, sometimes she could swear that Ian’s face softened when he looked at her, in a way quite unlike the way he looked at anyone else. His eyes would become far gentler, and his mouth would curve into a smile so soft that it took Barbara’s breath away.

Ian stirred, and his eyes opened. Blearily, he looked around before his gaze settled on Barbara. His mouth stretched into a smile.

‘Everything alright?’

Barbara chuckled.

‘Yes. Did you have a nice rest?’

‘Absolutely wonderful,’ Ian grinned, as he sat up and stretched. His muscles flexed slightly under his toga. ‘Sorry, did my snoring keep you awake?’

‘Not at all,’ Barbara said, returning his grin. ‘I just needed to stretch my legs.’

Barbara could have sworn that she imagined it, but… did Ian’s eyes just flip down to her legs? Surely not.

Ian gave a cough and then cleared his throat, diverting his eyes away.

Feeling rather flustered all of a sudden, Barbara looked away briefly, taking slow breaths to try and regulate her heartbeat. What… what had just happened?

After a few moments, Barbara’s pulse seemed to relax, and she settled for sitting down to Ian.

‘Lovely weather today, isn’t it?’

Ian nodded.

‘Quite wonderful, indeed,’ he said. ‘I just hope we don’t get sunburnt. I remember getting red as a lobster on a family trip to the seaside; hurt like anything.’

Barbara let out a chuckle, and Ian seemed to smile softly to himself as he listened to her laugh.

‘I can imagine little Ian, running around in short trousers and scuffed knees.’

‘I’ll have you know I was a boy scout; the scuffed knees were a badge of honour!’

The two of them chuckled.

‘I was never much of a girl guide,’ Barbara said. ‘Everyone always said I was too bossy.’

‘Jealousy, no doubt,’ Ian replied, with a grin. ‘For what it’s worth, I think you’re wonderful when you’re being bossy.’

‘Cheek!’ Barbara laughed, swatting him on the shoulder with her hand. ‘Sometimes, you’re like an overgrown schoolboy!’

‘Only sometimes?’ Ian chortled. ‘I thought you’d been around me enough to notice that, Barbara.’

‘That’s true. We have been together rather a long time.’

‘We have, indeed,’ Ian said, with a chuckle. ‘Hopefully you haven’t gotten tired of me yet?’

Barbara chuckled.

‘Of course not,’ she said. Their eyes met, and Barbara’s heartrate increased again. For a moment, the two of them stared at each other.

‘Er… Barbara?’

‘Yes?’

‘We never really discussed what happened in Rome.’

‘O-oh, did we not?’

‘Barbara…’-Ian’s face was concerned-‘Did… did something to you in Nero’s court?’

‘Er…’

Barbara trailed off, unsure of how to explain.

‘Well, Nero seemed to like me rather a lot,’ she said, not quite meeting Ian’s eyes. ‘I… well, he kept suggesting that… er…’

Ian’s face had gone very stiff, and his jaw had set.

‘I’ll kill him,’ he said, jumping to his feet. ‘I’m going to kill that entitled monster of a-’

‘Ian, no!’ Barbara said, quickly standing up as well. ‘While he was persistent, he never managed to…’

‘That doesn’t excuse it!’ Ian exclaimed. ‘Men shouldn’t treat you like that!’

‘You don’t treat me like that!’

‘Of course I don’t! How could I? I…’

Ian’s face flushed, and he looked away. He blinked quickly.

‘I-Ian?’ Barbara said, softly. ‘What… what were you going to say?’

‘Oh, come off it, Barbara,’ Ian said, with a sad chuckle. ‘It’s not as if I’ve been subtle about it.’

Barbara’s heart leapt into her mouth.

‘W-what?’ she stammered. ‘You… do you…’

‘Of course I do!’ Ian exclaimed, with a nervous laugh. ‘Barbara, I’ve been in love with you for… well, rather a long time.’

Barbara could feel the blood rushing in her ears. It wasn’t possible! Surely, she wasn’t that lucky.

‘O-oh,’ she said, very quietly. ‘I… I see.’

‘Yes, and I never said anything about it because I knew you don’t care for me in the same way,’ Ian said, with a soft smile. ‘I’ve accepted that, so please don’t feel pity. You’re my friend, after all, and… well, I’m happy just to know-’

Ian stopped talking because, at that moment, Barbara had leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. Ian startled, but did not pull away. Slowly, he leaned into the kiss.

Barbara felt her eyes sparkle with tears, and she clung to Ian, finding comfort as he gently wrapped his arms around her. They stayed like that for several moments… or was it several days? Barbara wasn’t sure. All she knew was that she should have done this a long time ago.

Eventually, though, their lips did part.

‘I take it that’s a “I love you too”?’

‘Oh, shush!’ Barbara chuckled, swatting him softly on the arm. ‘Of course it is!’

Ian’s smile was wider and brighter than she had ever seen before. It was almost like staring into the sun.

He wrapped one arm around Barbara’s shoulders, and she leaned into his side, smiling as they settled down onto the seats again. The two of them found themselves dozing off in each other’s arms.

Yes, Barbara thought, maybe she was this lucky after all.

~~~~~~~~~

Thanks for reading, everyone; I hope you enjoyed reading my first attempt at an Ian/Barbara fic! I do have more planned in the future alongside my usual Tegan/Nyssa stuff, so stay tuned!

#doctor who fanfiction #ian/barbara #barbara/ian #barbara wright #ian chesterton #ian x barbara #barbara x ian #doctor who #the romans #barbarian

[callmewhateves]

Here is the fic I am working on! Let me know if you like it so far :)

Part 1: Worn Out Places

After a few months in the detention center, the infamous twins Velvet and Veneer were finally released back to the world. As they stepped out of the detention center doors, what was left of their belongings in a duffle bag (which wasn't much more then a few outfits, makeup, bathroom necessities, and some money for food and transportation), the twins couldn't help but wonder what awaited them.

In the neon lights of Upper Rageous, the siblings looked almost as glamorous as they once were. Almost. Now, they wore more casual clothes. Veneer, standing by Velvet's right side, wore a dark purple beanie over his signature green swoop of hair; he loved to wear beanies before all his fame; Velvet hated it and made him stop. The sleeves of a penn blue hoodie were cuffed at his wrists to prevent the sleeves from getting in the way of his hands, the hoodie being a little big on him. Combat boots they had managed to bring with them to the detention center propped him up a few centimeters off the ground, a pair of black pants hanging just below the ankles.

Velvet wore a similar hoodie, letting the sleeves hang over her hand so only an inch of her fingers were showing as she grasped her bag. She wore a matching pair of combat boots and a black skirt that reached about halfway down her thigh. Like Veneer, she had refused to change her hair from her signature high ponytail.

After a few seconds, a black car pulled up in front of them, the trunk popping open in the back. Velvet started in front of her brother, tossing her duffle bag into the trunk of the car without a word. Veneer followed after her, setting his bag beside hers as she got into the car, slamming the door shut behind her. He sighed softly, closing the trunk with their duffle bags in it and walking to the other side of the car.

He opened the car door and slid in next to Velvet, who rested her chin on her hand and crossed her legs, staring intensely out the window. She had no intent of talking to anyone right now, especially Veneer. Ever since Mount Rageous, she had barely said a word to him, if not out of anger. He glanced over at his sister for only a moment, catching her sour expression in the reflection of the window. His shoulders sank and he leaned his forehead against the window, feeling the car lurch and began to move.

Velvet had never been one to compromise. Ever since she was a kid, things always had to be her way or she would throw a fit. Veneer tried his best not to get caught up in her whirlwind of temper tantrums, but as the siblings grew older, he found himself caught in the middle of her tornado of anger and frustration. It never was easy. He wanted to say something to her; to apologize to her for the hundredth time. But she would never listen to anyone when she was upset.

The car drove through the fluorescent neon lit city of Mount Rageous, illuminated words and logos speeding past the window faster then he could read. Slowly, the city of Mount Rageous disappeared behind the vehicle, turning into miles of open valley and ocean. Bergen Town couldn’t be too far from where they were, maybe another hour or so. The uncomfortable silence in the car, interrupted occasionally by someone driving past or blaring music in their car, managed to stretch an hour-long trip to an unbearable eternity.

It was dusk, the sun casting a soft glow over the land that was somewhat similar to the neon lights of the city they were used to. Veneer's lips softly curled upward into a tiny smile. He had never really seen the sunset, the sky-scraping buildings and artificial lights blocking out any good view he could have. The sun continued to set at a snail's pace, and Veneer found himself starting to doze off, the movement of the car combined with the smooth roads lulling him to sleep.

Veneer was woken up by the car jolting violently forward, his body being thrown into the back of the shotgun seat in front of him. He groaned softly, getting back up in his seat. His gaze met Velvet’s agitated glance. “Put on your seatbelt, dumbass.” She mumbled, turning her attention back to the window. He pursed his lips and quickly reached over to put on his seatbelt, silently praying the driver hadn't noticed. He looked out the window to see what had caused him to almost be flung across the car. He noticed a dramatic shift in the smoothly paved road they were on moments ago, to a broken, pothole covered street. The car jerked and bumped over every depression and stone, Veneer locking his seatbelt into place to ensure he didn't go flying again. How long had he been out for? It couldn't have been more then 15 minutes. The sun was now just barely a sliver over the horizon, the last bits of daylight fading quickly. A sign ran up to his window, Veneer barely able to catch what it said. In bold, colorful letters, the sign read ‘Welcome to Bergen Town!’. The sign was made of wood and had obviously been hand painted by big and small hands alike, multiple sizes of handprints around the frame. Old fashioned brick stores and homes began to come into view as they went deeper into the town, apartments and bakeries and small businesses dotting the street.

The detention center had set the twins up to live in Bergen Town temporarily, until they could get back on their feet at least. As run-down and cheesy as the town was, it was better then what could’ve been awaiting them. The car came to a rolling stop in front of a gigantic tree that grew in the middle of the town, the streetlights on the sidewalk casting an eerie glow on its branches.

The sun was now void of the sky, only flicks of stars and a silver moon left in its place. Velvet and Veneer got out of the car, stepping onto firm ground for the first time in hours. The driver got out as well, revealing himself to be a tall, gray, serious looking Bergen. He popped open the trunk, the siblings grabbing their duffle bags from the back. The bergen closed the trunk abruptly as soon as they got their bags out, turning and getting back into the car.

As the Bergen sped away, Velvet scoffed in disgust and turned toward the apartment complex, eyeing it suspiciously. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small piece of paper with the address of their apartment, squinting to see it in the dim light. Veneer joined her side, looking at the slip of paper and the apartment in front of them. This was it. Velvet held the palm of her hand upright, not tearing her eyes away from the paper. Veneer looked at her hand, confused as to what she wanted him to do. After a few seconds, Velvet glanced at him and rolled her eyes. “Key,” she demanded. Veneer realized what she ment and dug into his pocket, pulling out a silver key and placing it in her hand. She snatched it from his fingers and walked up to the door of their new home, inserting the key and turning it. When she heard a click, she turned the handle and swung the door open, walking inside with her belongings. Veneer quickly followed after her, hurrying inside and shutting the door behind him, setting down his cargo at his feet.

The apartment was bigger on the inside, a doormat that welcomed him under his feet, plain gray carpet, and pale blue walls. To his right was a small living area with a couch, a dark brown coffee table, and a TV mounted on the wall. Just behind the living area was a small kitchen with a fridge, stovetop and oven, microwave, several cupboards and drawers, marble tiles, and an island that had a built-in sink.

He walked in after velvet, taking in the apartment. It reminded him vaguely of his childhood home in the suburbs, back when things were simple. Velvet walked down a hallway to the left of the kitchen, opening each door to see what was inside. Veneer followed, peering inside each room. The first room to the left was a quaint bedroom with a full sized bed, a rug, a bedside table with a lamp, and a closet. Velvet walked in, turning on the light and throwing her bag onto the bed.

She sat down on the bed and said, “I call this one,” as if testing to make sure she got the comfiest bed. Veneer stood in the doorway, a small smile on his face. “Fair enough. You going to bed Vels?” He asked. She got up and gave him a sarcastic smile before slamming the door on him. Veneer’s smile disappeared. She was still mad at him. He sighed softly, muttering “Goodnight, Vels,” before turning and starting further down the hallway.

The room next to Velvet’s was a small but modern bathroom. Not a bedroom. He gently closed the door to the bathroom and went to the next door on his right. He opened it. It was another bedroom, almost exactly the same as Velvet’s. He turned on the light and stood in the doorway for a few moments. His eyes scanned over the plain room; it looked depressing and empty, not like when he was famous. He went back to the front door to retrieve his bag, stopping only momentarily to take off his boots. He didn't want to disturb his sister more then she already was. He set his boots by the front door and grasped his bag, carrying it back to his room and throwing it down by the door. Exhausted, he turned off the light and laid down in the bed. As he did, he heard something crinkle underneath him. He quickly sat up and turned on the lamp, looking at the source of the sound. An envelope that had ‘Veneer’ written in green marker on the front. He carefully opened the envelope and unfolded the letter inside it.

‘Dear Veneer,

Hey, it’s Floyd. I know you must be tired, so I’ll try to keep this letter short. It’s been awhile since I’ve last seen you, and I hope you and Velvet have been doing well since then. I hope you guys like your apartment. Clay and Viva tried to pick one you two would be most comfortable in. Anyway, if you need anything, please don't hesitate to call me. I left my phone number on the back. Text me when you guys get settled in.

Sincerely, Floyd.’

Veneer’s eyes would scan the letter slowly, his eyes darting from word to word. He turned the letter around and silently memorized the number scribbled on the back and set the letter back down, slowly getting up and retrieving his phone from his duffle bag. He opened his cell phone to tons of unanswered notifications, but he didn't have the energy to check them. Right now, he had only one priority before he fell asleep. He went into messages and inputted the number on the back of the paper into his phone, adding Floyd as a contact. He typed,

‘Hey Floyd, It’s Veneer. Me n Velvet love the apartment and r settling in nicely.’

He hesitated before hitting send, reading over the message at least ten more times before his exhausted brain told him it was good enough. He hit the arrow then set his phone face-down on top of the letter. He reached over and turned off his lamp, laying his head down and closing his eyes.

[beachbabey]

i've been so bad at sleeping and just want daddy!jake or daddy!rhett to make me sleepy and cozy :((

word count: 1.1k

Daddy!Jake x Little!Reader

warnings: fluff, age regression, sfw

a.n - this is such a cute request 🥺🥺🥺🥺 I get so sleepy on car rides too so I consider myself an expert on this

pspspspsppsp @sebsxphia

He tried to hide his worry as he saw your curled up form on the couch, some old 90's gameshow playing on the tv in the background, he quietly took his coat off and placed it on the hook, walking over to you, he can see your glazed over eyes, it was as if you were sleeping with your eyes open

Smiling, Jake leaned over the back of the couch, placing a gentle kiss on the side of your temple before sitting down next to you, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, letting his hand rest there.

“There you are, what are you doing down here?? it's 2am baby, I told you I'd be back late” he chides you. Looking shyly up at him, you hugged his hand tightly to your face.

“Hi dada” your voice barely above a whisper, turning your head back towards the screen.

"Hey sweetie," he said softly, realising the headspace you were in, you must've regressed after he left, and weren't able to get to sleep, you could never sleep without him. You let your head fall onto his shoulder, yawning and rubbing your eyes.

"Oh angel c'mere, come to daddy" he cooed, reaching over your shoulder to turn you towards him and cuddling up to him, your face buried into his chest.

"Couldn't sleep, little one?" He asks you tentatively, stroking the side of your face, intently watching your facial expressions as you stare off into space.

"Mhmm, just can't, feels weird without you dada, now I'm too awake" you whined, feeling frustrated at how hard communicating was for you.

But Jake somehow always knew what you meant, and what you wanted.

"Oh bubba, it's okay baby, it's okay," he said in a hushed tone, scratching at your scalp with his fingernails, squeezing you and keeping you as close to him as possible. Letting the silence fall over the room, seeing if it would help you doze off with no such luck, feeling you move every few minutes and huff angrily at how hard it was to feel sleepy. Jake sat and thought for a few minutes before an idea struck him, moving his head to perch on top of yours, humming in thought.

"What is it daddy?" you ask him, moving forward to look up at him

"Do you think if we went for a drive, it would help, Angel?" He questioned looking down at you inquisitively, you sat and thought about it for a minute, you did love car rides when you were little, and road trips always made you sleepy, especially when it's this time of year when there's flurries of snow and icy winds for weeks on end and it gets dark before 9pm. Jake usually blasts the heater on in his truck and keeps a blanket in there for you to snuggle up in on long journeys. Even going as far as to keep a spare paci in the glove compartment for you

"think so, dada, i like car rides" you mumbled, rubbing your eyes, trying to get rid of the itchy sensation from staring at the tv for so long, Jake gently takes your hand in his own, rubbing his thumbs over the back of your palm, bringing them up to his lips, brushing your knuckles over them before pressing a small peck to your fingertips, the light, ticklish sensation making you smile sleepily, you perk up a little as he looks at you, eyes all soft and loving, so much so that they shine in the soft light of the tv.

"Come on then honey, let's get you all wrapped up and go on an adventure" He reaches towards you and boops your nose, scooping you up into his arms and carrying you to your bedroom, unceremoniously dropping you onto the mattress, making you squeak and giggle as you bounce up as down, flopping down and watching him flitter around the room, getting your slippers and dressing gown out of the wardrobe and laying them on the bed, helping you sit upright so he could slide the sleeves over your arms, tying the belt snugly, grabbing your hands and pulling you up on your feet

After you were layered enough to battle the cool night air he places your paci gently in your mouth and clips it to your shirt, kissing it, before handing you your favourite plushie for you to cuddle.

"You ready angel?" He asked watching as you nodded your head sleepily, grabbing your hands to lift you onto your feet. Leading you downstairs before picking up his keys. Getting you into the passenger seat, buckling you in, before going to the driver's side, getting in and starting the car.

"You want the radio on Angel?"

"Nuh uh, like it quiet dada" you hum, settling into your seat, reaching out and feeling the hot air from the fans flow through your fingers, reaching for one of his hands, bringing it to rest in yours on top of one of your thighs, his thumb immediately rubbing circles into the back of your hand.

After around half an hour of driving, the feeling of small potholes in the road, the warmth of Jake's hand on your thigh and the gentle hum of the engine were enough to make you close your eyes, the fuzzy feeling of drifting into sleep taking hold of you, soft snores escaping your lips as you fall into a deep sleep. Jake looks over, hearing the snores, seeing your paci had dropped to your lap and softly chuckles to himself, a soft smile rests on his face as he circles back and begins to drive home.

Finally arriving home, Jake switches off the engine, reaching over to you, he slowly unbuckles your seatbelt before getting out and circling around to the passenger side, unlocking your door gently, and carefully, trying his hardest not to wake you. Gently getting his arms under your knees and across your back, lifting you up and settling you onto his hip, gently shushing you as you began to stir, hip bumping the door and locking his car.

Using one hand to unlock the front door and closing it with his foot, you whine and squirm in his arms, the bright lights of the hallway waking you up, squinting and hiding your face in Jake's neck.

"It's okay honey, we're back home, gonna get you up to bed real soon" He whispers to you, bringing a hand up to the back of your head, keeping you stable and comforted, carefully walking upstairs with you still on his hip, he sets you down on the mattress, pulling back the covers and taking off your dressing gown and slippers. Bringing your paci up to your lips as he moves down to bring you into his arms, pressing your back into his chest, wrapping his arm around your stomach, your hand unconsciously coming to cover his, interlocking your fingers with his, placing a peck to your temple before closing his eyes.

"G'night angel, dada loves you"

#jake seresin #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin x little!reader #hangman x reader #hangman x little!reader

[bridgyrose]

Team RWY all reconvene and discover they each have a Faunus Belladonna baby. Blake has no idea how

Ruby sighed as she held her child close to her chest, making sure her son was swaddled tightly in his blanket. She gently stroked her son’s cat ears as they poked out of the blanket, closing the door to the apartment behind her. Her heart thumped hard in her chest as her scroll chimed with an alarm, her reminder to start leaving to make it to the airship on time. “All I have to do is make it to the bus, then the airship, fly for a few hours to Mistral, check into the hotel, and then meet up with my old team. Easy enough, right?” 

The child in her arms cooed, then coughed for a moment, scaring itself. He started to cry loudly, pressing into his mother. 

Ruby gently bounced him and held him close as she started to walk towards the bus stop, absentmindedly checking the bag at her side to make sure she had everything for him. She let out a small sigh once she heard her son start to calm down, keeping him close to her chest. “Its okay, Viridis, you’re okay. Just a little travel and then we’ll be done.” 

Ruby stopped at the bus stop and sat down, taking a deep breath to try to relax for the trip. The last year and a half hadn’t been easy for her between finding out she was pregnant and having to slow down on huntressing after her child was born. And now, three years since her team split up, Yang and Blake had wanted to meet back up with everyone. She normally wouldnt have minded, but now that she had a child, she wasnt thrilled about the idea of making her way to Mistral. Still, she couldnt refuse her sister or her lost love. 

The bus arrived and Ruby made her way on, taking a seat and gently bouncing and whispering to her son as the bus started to drive off. Ruby winced as she felt every bump the bus went over, feeling herself start to drift to sleep as the bus nearly rocked as it continued down the road. Though, it wasnt long for it to make its way to the airship, stopping abruptly and jolting Ruby awake. 

Ruby made sure she had everything she needed and disembarked the bus to get onto the airship, keeping Viridis close to her chest. Once she made it to the airship, she handed over her ticket and took her seat, slowly dozing off for the trip to Mistral. She slowly closed her eyes and leaned over, waiting for rest to finally set in. 

Ruby was abruptly shaken awake as the airship landed, still tired from the trip, though glad that her son had been quiet for the ride. She held her son close to her chest, trying to hide him as she made her way off the airship and into the streets of Mistral. With weapon on her back, and a satchel to her side, she walked through the streets, checking her scroll periodically to make sure she was still heading in the right direction to meet back with her team. 

“Ruby? Is that you?” 

Ruby paused in her step as she heard Weiss’s voice, her body relaxing as she turned around. She froze once she saw a young child hiding behind Weiss’s legs, taking a slow step forward. “Weiss, who’s that behind you?” 

Weiss knelt down and smiled at the child. “Lin, you dont need to be scared. This is Ruby, the friend I’ve been telling you about.” 

Ruby watched as the child moved out from behind Weiss. Long black hair peppered with white was braided, shortening it down to her shoulders. The girl held herself close to Weiss, short claws pressing into Weiss’s skin as blue and amber eyes stared at Ruby, almost scared. Ruby slowly knelt down, being careful with her own son. “You never told me you had a kid.” 

“I could say the same about you,” Weiss said as she stood up, letting her daughter hide behind her. “Though, it has been a while, hasnt it? Three years does allow for a lot of change.” 

“Yeah…” Ruby stood back up and walked closer to Weiss, relaxing a little. “I thought I’d be the only one with a surprise. How old is she?” 

“Lin turns three in a few months.” Weiss sighed and looked at her own scroll, her smile slowly fading. “So… about as long as its been since I’ve last seen Blake.” 

Ruby hesitated for a moment as she looked down at her own son, who had started to wake and cry. It felt strange having seen Blake more recently than Weiss, though part of her started to question if that really was Blake. There was no talk about her seeing Weiss or Yang, no talk about previous friends or exploits, just a date and a night that left her with a child nine months later. Her arms shook a bit as she tried to get her thoughts together, slowly sitting down to get a bottle out of her satchel for her son. 

Weiss gently took hold of the strap of the satchel, smiling a bit. “Here, let me help.” 

“Its okay, I have it,” Ruby said as she moved her son to the crook of her elbow and dug around for the bottle. She pulled out the bottle and started to feed her son, slowly relaxing a bit. “We should make our way to Blake and Yang. I’m sure they’re going to worry about us if we’re not there soon.” 

Weiss nodded and put a hand on her daughter’s back. “Yeah, and it’ll be nice for all of us to catch up. Not just the two of us.” 

Ruby nodded and started to walk quietly with Weiss, no longer sure what she could talk to her about. Three years had been a long time, enough time for the two of them to have kids, long enough to question if she even knew her old team anymore. “So… are… are you still huntressing?” 

“A little bit when I dont need to be at the SDC,” Weiss answered. “Though, ever since I had Lin, that has been less frequent.” 

“I understand that,” Ruby said as she held Viridis close to her chest. She stopped as she finally reached the address Yang had given her, adjusting her grip on her son as she watched Weiss knock on the door. 

“Coming!” Yang called out from behind the door. 

Ruby waited nervously as she listened to a couple footsteps make their way to the door, her body relaxing once she saw Yang. A smile crossed her lips as she took a step into the small apartment. “Long time no see, Yang.” 

“Sorry about that, Blake and I have been… busy.” Yang motioned for Weiss and Ruby to come in as the sounds of a couple children could be heard running away. “Taking care of our kids hasnt left us with a lot of time.” 

Weiss looked at her curiously. “Kids?” 

Yang nodded. “Jasper and Sienna. They’re twins.” 

Ruby nodded and shut the door behind her. “Guess we have all been a bit busy, havent we?” 

Yang slowly paused as looked over the kids that were with Weiss and Ruby, pausing when she saw the cat ears on Ruby’s son. “You have a boyfriend?” 

“No, I’m still single, but uh… I think… he’s Blake’s kid. With me.” 

Blake peeked out from the kitchen when she heard her name. “That cant be right. Yang and I have been living together for the last three years.” 

Weiss sighed and pulled Lin in front of her. “Then, you dont remember the night that we had almost three years ago, right.” 

Blake shook her head. “No, I havent left Yang’s side.” 

Ruby sighed and laid her son down as he started to fuss. “Then we have a lot to talk about.”

#rwby #ruby rose #rwby ruby rose #weiss schnee #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #rwby bmblb #bumbleby #Belladonna kids au

[keerysquinn]

Wherever You Point To I’ll Find ~ Steve Harrington x Chrissy Cunningham

Nobody expected a budding romance between Steve and Chrissy when they were invited on this graduation road trip. But, as the two spend more and more time together away from the pressures their families, they just might find that they’re the perfect match.

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Tags: modern au, road trip, mutual pining, fluff, angst, discussion of mental health and body issues, eventual smut, adult themes and swearing throughout

Word Count: 8.7k

A/N: Perhaps the best part of writing this chapter was the bit that came afterwards when I got to hear @quinnkeerys read it out loud and react to it in real time. This chapter has some of my very favorite bits of the story in it, and I hope you all love it as much as I do <3

In the morning, the group ate a quick breakfast at the hotel before checking out and loading up the car. They had a long drive to Cincinnati ahead of them once they factored in the two hour detour to the World’s Largest Rocking Chair since Eddie insisted that it wasn’t a real road trip if they didn’t see the World’s Largest Something, and they wanted to get on the road as soon as possible so they could combine that detour with a stop for lunch.

Of course, getting Eddie out of bed early enough to stay on schedule meant that he was not ready to face the day when they got in the car. Soon enough, he was dozing off in the backseat, and Nancy fell asleep cuddled up next to him. The silence in the car was deafening, and it only left Chrissy to obsess over every little interaction she’d had with Steve.

It was bad enough that she'd fallen asleep on him the night before, and it only got worse when they'd left the hotel. Steve had put his arm on the back of Chrissy's seat when he'd turned to back out of their parking space, and she'd come close to swooning. She felt like a silly little school girl with a crush, and it was embarrassing. She'd just graduated. She should be over obsessing about this kind of thing by now.

But every time she'd talked herself down from the blushing mess that she'd become, Steve smiled at her as he offered her the aux cord or asked her if the air conditioning was too cold for her, and she was right back at square one again.

She was considering pretending to fall asleep just so she could avoid looking at him when he spoke up.

"So, Jason Carver, huh?"

And just like that, her butterflies were gone. Instead, she could feel the anxiety eating away at her. That horrible, gnawing feeling that appeared whenever anyone mentioned him or wanted her to talk about him. She'd gladly spend the rest of her days as a giggling idiot, embarrassing herself in front of everyone she met if it meant that she never had to hear that name ever again.

"I will literally give you every last cent in my account if you promise to never bring him up around me," she told him. She started picking at the frayed edge of her shorts and avoided looking away from her lap.

"Bad breakup?" he asked.

"Among other things."

"I'm sorry. I won't bring it up again."

"Don't be. It's not your fault . . . You know, he never had a nice thing to say about you."

Chrissy regretted bringing up Jason's opinions of Steve immediately. There was no reason for him to know about that, and now she was going to ruin any chance she had of things ever not being awkward between her and Steve all because she didn't know when to shut her mouth.

"I barely remember anything he said," she told him in an attempt to backtrack and erase her last statement. "I tended to tune him out when he got like that, and you're very obviously nothing like he said you were anyway. He just wasn't your biggest fan."

Steve huffed out a laugh and shook his head.

"He was always like one of those yappy little ankle-biting dogs," he told her. "Just loud and annoying and so desperate to make people pay attention to him. I never really liked the guy either, so whatever he said about me doesn't bother me. If he needed to try to bring me down to make himself feel better, it says a lot more about him than it does about me."

"So you're not mad at me for bringing it up?"

"Not even a little bit."

Chrissy was finally able to relax for a minute. She let out a sigh as she turned slightly to look out her window.

"I wish it was that easy for me to just not care about what other people thought of me."

She said it quietly enough that she didn't know if she was saying it to Steve or to herself, but he still heard her.

"It'll get easier for you now that you're hanging out with the right people."

"You think so?"

"I know so."

She offered up a small smile. Maybe he was right. Maybe being on this trip and spending her time with people who didn't expect a certain image from her was exactly what she needed to start brushing the harsh words off her back.

"Since talking about that is off the table, I have to ask," he started to break the silence. "How did you and Eddie start hanging out? I've come up with maybe half a dozen theories and none of them seem plausible."

"He never told you?"

"All he's ever said is that you were one of his little lost sheep, and you ended up being his favorite of the flock. Whatever that even means."

Chrissy stifled a laugh.

"That sounds like something he'd say," she replied. "And honestly, it's not even that inaccurate."

"Seriously?"

"Yes, seriously. It was maybe a little over a month into my freshman year, and auditions for the first play of the year were after school. I stayed after my last class ended and went to the drama room to get started on my English homework while I waited for auditions to start. Eddie came in and found me sitting on his throne with my nose buried in my copy of A Midsummer Night's Dream. He immediately pointed out that I was sitting in his spot and that most freshmen were smart enough to avoid the school freak. I was terrified."

"You were?" Steve asked. "I can't imagine being scared of him."

"Well yeah. That's because you're you, and you know him. I'd barely been at the school, I'd never met him before, and I'd already seen him give three speeches while standing on top of his table at lunch. He was the most intimidating of all the upperclassmen to me. So I'm just stammering and trying to explain that I didn't know it was his spot, and of course, he could tell that I was scared. When he really realized it, it was like a switch flipped. He sat down on the armrest and his whole demeanor changed. Made some comment about how I was shaking like a little bunny rabbit and asked me to scrunch up my nose so he could get the full effect. Used the overdramatics that I'd seen in the cafeteria to make me laugh until I was at ease around him. Once he could tell that I wasn't afraid of him anymore, he told me that he guessed it was okay if I sat on his throne for the time being, but if he ever caught me there again, he'd pick me up and move me himself.

"I didn't even realize that he was part of the drama club until auditions started. We were paired to read together a couple times during the auditions, and the director kept commenting about how we had this natural chemistry that she hadn't been expecting. 

"When the auditions ended, I couldn't get a hold of either of my parents to come and pick me up, and none of my friends were in the drama club, so Eddie offered me a ride. After that, we were cast opposite each other as the sort of leads in the play, and the rest is history. We've been practically inseparable ever since."

“So, he essentially adopted you?” Steve asked.

“Kind of?” she said with a laugh. “Adoption feels like the right term. I consider him and his uncle as family at this point, and I’d like to think that they feel the same way. I know that our friendship makes no sense to anyone looking in on it from the outside. We’re so different, and we traveled in completely opposite social circles for the entirety of high school. On paper, this friendship shouldn’t work, but Eddie is the only person I’ve never felt like I had to hide the real me from. He’s the big brother I never wanted and the best friend I’ve ever had.”

“That’s actually kind of sweet. I’ll be sure to tease him relentlessly for it.”

“Be prepared for the most overly dramatic reaction you’ve ever seen from him then.”

“I don’t think he can get any more over the top than I’ve already seen him. You forget that I also spent four years in high school with him, and I saw many many lunchroom outbursts over the years.”

“Oh yeah? During the first play my junior year, one of the new freshmen assumed that Eddie and I were dating because of how attached at the hip we were all throughout rehearsals. After opening night, the kid asked him if he was going to take me out on a special date to celebrate our performance. When he asked the kid what he meant, his response was that obviously we needed to celebrate as a couple for putting on such a good show. He spent maybe fifteen minutes running around backstage making vomiting noises and moaning about how he could never date his sister. I was laughing so hard that I started crying, and Eddie yelled that the kid was tearing his family apart. It’s one of my favorite and most ridiculous memories from our friendship.”

“Wait. People actually thought you two were dating?”

“You know how Eddie is. Personal space has no meaning to him, so he’s always been an affectionate and physical best friend. Lots of hugs and sitting practically on top of each other and hanging off of each other for no reason. He was my ride home every day until I started driving, and even when other friends tried to make plans with either of us, Sunday afternoons were always specifically reserved for us to spend time together. It’s always been an unwritten rule of our friendship. Put all of that together, and I can maybe see why people thought that there was something more going on there. Plus, when he first started flirting with Nancy, I had to spell it out to her that we weren’t a couple, and he was actually into her. She was convinced we were seeing each other, and she’s maybe the smartest person I’ve ever met. And, for the record, half the school thought Robin was your girlfriend for similar reasons until one of the football players cornered her in the bandshell before one of the games and asked her how she bagged Harrington. She yelled that you two were platonic with a capital P, and then threatened to shove her trumpet up the nose of the next person who insinuated that you two were into each other.”

Steve choked on his laughter, and Chrissy felt a little sense of pride that she could get that reaction from him even if she was just repeating something that one of his friends had said. And with Steve laughing, she couldn’t help but laugh along with him.

Their laughter woke up Eddie and Nancy, and the group decided that they were close enough to the World’s Largest Rocking Chair that they could find somewhere to stop off for lunch before finishing the last little bit of the drive there. Nancy pulled up an interesting looking diner up on her phone and directed Steve on which way to go.

It was only once they were inside the diner and being led to their table that Chrissy realized the seating dilemma. Up until this point, they’d sat at open tables or outside where she’d still have some semblance of personal space no matter who she was sitting beside. But this time, they were given a booth. Eddie slid in on one side and pulled Nancy to sit down beside him leaving Chrissy no other option than to sit beside Steve. Normally, this wouldn’t have been an issue for her. She could share a booth with a friend like that easily. She’d done it with Eddie anytime that they went out with the other drama club kids, and she’d done it with other cheerleaders during many different hangouts. But Steve was different. With the beginnings of a crush making her already feel so incredibly awkward around him, the idea of being trapped between him and the wall with no escape route both scared and excited her.

She slid into the open side of the booth, and Steve followed after her. Their knees bumped under the table as he took his seat, and Chrissy felt her heart skip a beat. She busied herself with staring at the menu in front of her in the hopes that finding a decent lunch option would be enough of a distraction from being this close to Steve that she could act normal.

She shouldn’t have been worried though. She was sitting across from Eddie, and her best friend was always up to something that would keep her from dwelling on whatever she was wrapped up in for too long. This time, he was very enthusiastically ordering a drink off of the kids’ menu and making sure that this was allowed even though he was in fact a twenty year old man and not a six year old.

“What’s so special about a Shark Attack?” Chrissy asked after their waitress had walked away with their menus to place their orders.

“You’ll see when it gets here,” Eddie told her.

She didn’t have to wait very long because the waitress returned shortly with their drinks. The only visual difference that she could see between her glass of ice water and the drink in front of Eddie was that his drink also had a tiny plastic shark sticking out of the ice and floating on top.

“Oh, I get it,” she said. “It comes with a toy and they make it look like it’s crashing out of the water.”

“That’s not the best part. Just watch.”

Nancy and Steve shared a look and an eye roll as Eddie carefully lifted the shark out of his glass and started softly singing the Jaws theme song, but Chrissy was captivated. Eddie plunged the shark headfirst into his drink as he made the accompanying shark attack noises, and the grenadine that was hidden in the shark’s mouth spilled out into the drink turning his Sprite red as if it were the ocean and the shark had just attacked someone and spilled blood.

As soon as she realized what was happening, Chrissy started giggling. She’d never been allowed to order anything like that when she was a child. Her mother always said that anything like that on the kids’ menu had too much sugar, so she had no idea that’s what was to expect from Eddie’s drink. The performance that he put on only enhanced the experience, so she couldn’t help but laugh.

Eddie was beaming at Chrissy, happy that he’d been able to pull such a reaction from her, and normally, Nancy’s attention would have been on the two of them as well. How could she not be paying attention to her boyfriend when he was making a spectacle of himself? This time, however, she found herself glancing over at Steve, and she found that he was entranced by Chrissy, too. He was just sitting there and watching her with this goofy smile on his face, and the inkling that she’d had the night before about there maybe being something starting between them only grew stronger.

Truthfully, it was the first time that Steve had looked at Chrissy that way. Maybe he didn’t notice it before because he was laughing just as hard as she was back in the car, but she was absolutely beautiful when she laughed. She scrunched up her nose, her shoulders shook, and her smile was maybe the biggest he’d ever seen it. If he could, he thought he’d maybe spend every moment with her trying to get her to look that happy for as long as he knew her.

He pulled himself away from those thoughts as quickly as he could though. She’d just implied that her last relationship wasn’t exactly the greatest, and from what she’d said when Eddie brought up making herself a dating profile, it didn’t seem like she was ready to get herself involved with anyone else right now. He didn’t even know if what he was feeling right now was attraction. All he knew was that the little voice in the back of his head was telling him that he’d never grow tired of seeing her smile.

After lunch, they made it the rest of the way to the World’s Largest Rocking Chair. Unfortunately for Eddie, there was no actual way for anyone to sit on the chair, so they had to be content with just taking photos of themselves posing in front of it.

“All I’m saying is that it wouldn’t have hurt anyone if you guys had let me try to climb up there myself,” Eddie pouted once they were back in the car.

“Except it would have hurt someone,” Nancy told him. “Specifically, you when you fell and broke every bone in your body, and I refuse to explain to your uncle why we had to cut our trip short and bring you home in a full body cast.”

Eddie didn’t have time to retort because it was at that moment that someone cut them off in traffic, and Steve had to slam on the breaks. Chrissy tensed up and braced herself for the yelling. Whenever anything like this happened when she was in the car with Jason, he spent the next five minutes honking his horn at the person who cut them off and yelling about how they needed to get their head out of their ass and learn to drive. The reaction to the offense always scared her more than anything else, and she was ready to fold in on herself until she could calm herself down from it.

But the yelling never came. There were no loud noises, and Steve didn’t lean on the horn for an extended period of time. His only reaction was to mutter something under his breath about the driver being a jackass before checking to make sure if everyone was okay. Nancy and Eddie were fine in the backseat, but when he glanced over at Chrissy, she was wide-eyed and stiff as a board.

“Are you okay?” Steve asked.

Chrissy nodded slightly.

“I thought you were going to yell,” she said barely above a whisper.

“I’m not gonna yell,” he said as he reached over and placed a comforting hand on her knee. “I promise.”

At first, she seemed to tense up even more under his touch, but after a moment, he felt her relax as the tension left her body.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked her again.

She nodded again, and he squeezed her knee slightly before withdrawing his hand.

“Thank you.” 

Her voice sounded so tiny, and Steve couldn’t tell if it was because of the car that cut them off or whatever it was that was going on inside her head. He just knew that he never wanted her to look that scared around him ever again.

From the backseat, Nancy and Eddie shared a pointed look. They’d have to discuss this when they had a little more privacy. Neither of them could deny that there was some sort of electricity buzzing in the air between Steve and Chrissy, and Nancy was very interested in figuring out what was going on.

The rest of their drive to Cincinnati passed without any major incidents, and the group was able to enjoy their dinner at a normal hour. After they were done eating, Nancy mentioned something about them passing a cute little ice cream shop about five minutes before they made it to their dinner spot, and they should head back that way and get some dessert before heading to their hotel for the night.

Nobody was going to turn down ice cream - even Chrissy who could be content with a single scoop of plain vanilla if they didn’t have any low fat options - so they piled back into the car to head over there.

Once inside the ice cream shop, Eddie made a point of asking for samples of the six different flavors that he was interested in trying just so he could be sure that he chose the right flavor.

“What are you gonna get?” Steve asked Chrissy as he nudged her with his elbow.

“I don’t know. Probably just vanilla.”

“Nope. Absolutely not.”

“What do you mean nope?” she asked with a small giggle. “You can’t dictate my order.”

“Plain vanilla is too boring.”

“But I like plain vanilla.”

“C’mon, Chrissy. You’re on vacation. Live a little.”

Chrissy scanned the ice cream case in front of them. Nancy still had to order before it was her turn, so she had a little bit more time to change things up if she really wanted to. A few flavors stuck out to her, but she was a little overwhelmed by the options. Add in the fact that her mother would be losing her mind over her even thinking about choosing something so rich, and it was going to be a difficult decision to make.

“Okay, then what are you going to get if you know so much?”

“Mint chocolate chip. It’s superior to all other flavors.”

“You go before me then. Give me a little more time to decide since you’re forcing me to change my order.”

“I’m not forcing you to do anything. I’m just trying to be a good influence and get you to enjoy your vacation to the fullest.”

Chrissy waited behind Steve as he ordered his double scoop cone of mint chocolate chip, and when it was her turn to order, she chose a single scoop of salted caramel pretzel in a cup. Steve was right. It was her vacation, and she was allowed to have a little treat if she wanted. They had so much planned for the next day that she’d burn off all the calories from this ice cream and then some, so there was no way her mother could get mad at her for a small indulgence.

“That’s not vanilla,” Eddie pointed out when Chrissy sat down at the table that he, Steve, and Nancy were already occupying.

“I know.”

“But you always get vanilla,” he continued. “I’ve never seen you get anything other than plain vanilla.”

“I’m on vacation,” she said with a small shrug of her shoulders. “I’m living a little.”

Steve smirked and nudged her with his elbow.

“Oh, you hush,” she said as she giggled and nudged him back.

“I didn’t say anything.”

“Yeah, but I know what you’re thinking.”

“I’m just glad you listened to me is all.”

“You know,” Nancy started, “it makes sense that Steve would be the one to get you to try something new. He’s kind of an ice cream expert.”

“He is?”

“Oh yeah,” Eddie continued. “He’s even got the little uniform to prove it.”

“What am I missing here?” Chrissy asked.

“You don’t know?” Nancy asked before turning her attention towards Eddie. “How have you never taken her there?”

“Completely slipped my mind. Usually, we just hang out at the trailer or the school. I’m only ever over there when I need to go to the music store or we’re bothering Steve. There’s no other reason to be there.”

Steve groaned. “Do we really have to talk about this?”

“Absolutely, we do,” Eddie replied. “I mean, we’re in an ice cream shop. I can’t think of a more appropriate place for us to be talking about this.”

“Can someone please fill me in on it then?”

Steve looked up at the ceiling and let out an exasperated sigh.

“Do you remember that ice cream shop in the mall?” he asked her.

“Kind of? I can’t say I’ve ever been there, but isn’t everything sailor themed with super dorky puns for the flavor names?”

“Scoops Ahoy. I kinda worked there for the last year.”

“Well, that explains why the other cheerleaders wanted to spend so much time there.”

“And you didn’t go with them?” Nancy asked.

“I don’t really eat a lot of sweets.” Chrissy stared down at her hands in her lap. “And I always figured that there was no point in going if I wasn’t going to be buying anything, so I skipped those hangouts.”

She neglected to add that the main reason she didn’t go to most of those hangouts was because of the things she’d heard from both her mother and Jason about spending time at the ice cream shop. Jason had always been more subtle in his cruelty, but whenever Chrissy had mentioned that the girls were planning on getting ice cream after a game, he’d always had something to say about how it was fine if the other girls wanted to do it, but questioned if Chrissy really wanted to have to have an extra work out session over something as silly as a little S. S. Butterscotch. Even if she had been thinking that it was maybe okay for her to get a treat, his comments always left her feeling undeserving.

Steve was too busy being grateful that Chrissy had never seen him in that goofy sailor getup to realize how quiet she’d just gotten. It wasn’t that he was embarrassed that he had worked there. He’d gotten over that a while ago. Now it was just some job that he’d had to suffer through and was glad to be rid of it now that he’d finished his last shift there. It was just easier for people to still think he was cool if they hadn’t seen him as an ice cream-slinging sailor, and part of him hoped that Chrissy thought he was maybe just a little bit cool. 

Those hopes were dashed the second she spoke again.

“So, who has pictures of Steve in uniform, and when can I see them?” she asked.

“Absolutely not,” Steve replied. “You have to earn the right to see those pictures.”

“And how would one go about earning that right?”

“For starters, you could give me a taste of your ice cream,” he said as he reached for her cup. “Which only seems fair since I’m the one who convinced you to get something interesting.”

Chrissy moved to hold her ice cream out of his reach. “I don’t think so. If you wanted to try a new flavor, you could have gotten something other than mint chocolate chip.”

“But what if I wanted my favorite flavor and to try something new?”

“I mean, Eddie had like six different samples before he made his decision. You could have done that, too.”

“C’mon. Just one little taste and maybe I’ll let them show you one picture.”

He wrapped his arm around her waist to pull her closer to him on the bench seat that they were sharing in an attempt to be able to reach her ice cream better. Having him hold onto her like that caused her brain to short circuit, and by the time she realized what was happening, he’d already stuck a finger into her cup. Just before he was about to stick his finger in his mouth, she grabbed his wrist and accidentally made him swipe the ice cream across his own nose instead.

“I am so sorry,” she told him through her giggles. “I didn’t mean to do that.”

Part of her thought that maybe she should go and grab him some napkins or something, but she couldn’t will herself to move. His arm was still wrapped around her waist keeping her pressed up against his side, and the part of her that was harboring a crush on him wouldn’t allow her to get up.

Eddie started to say something, but he was cut off by Nancy gripping his thigh under the table. She shot him a look in an attempt to silently let him know that she wanted to see how this was going to all play out.

Across the table, Steve still had his arm wrapped around Chrissy, and neither of them were making any moves to do anything about the ice cream smeared on Steve's face. Chrissy could feel her face heating up from the intensity of the eye contact that they were making. It would have been so easy for her to just wipe it off his face herself, but she couldn't bring herself to cross that boundary. Which only made her start to think that she was being ridiculous. What boundary was left in this situation when he was still holding her so close? She was making things so awkward by not saying anything or moving, and surely, he was going to avoid her for the rest of the trip.

On the other hand, Steve was starting to think that Chrissy's silence meant that she was uncomfortable. He'd made things awkward by trying to steal her ice cream, and she was too polite to tell him off. She was probably sitting there thinking he looked like an idiot with that smear on his nose, and that's why she couldn't tear her gaze away from his face.

Steve's arm retracted from its spot around Chrissy's waist, but she didn't even have time to register that she missed it because he had chosen to wipe away the ice cream by lifting up the bottom of his shirt to use it as a napkin. Seeing the exposed skin of his chest had her thinking about him half-naked again, and she was trying very hard not to think about that as it was.

To keep herself from staring, Chrissy got up from her spot and went to grab some napkins. As he watched her rush away, Steve couldn't help but think she was desperate to put some space between them and the awkward situation he'd created.

But, when she came back to the table, she sat right back down next to him like she had been before. She handed him a couple napkins, and then produced a second spoon for her ice cream. She scooped up a little bite and held out the spoon for Steve.

"You really don't have to do that," he told her.

"I know. But I feel bad that I essentially shoved ice cream up your nose, so I think I can spare a little taste. Just this once."

Steve thanked her and took the spoon. As he ate what she offered, he promised himself that he'd do whatever it took to get Chrissy to joke around with him like that again.

"Can I ask you what's maybe a weird question?" Steve asked Eddie once they were alone in their hotel room for the night.

"Sure. What's up?"

"This morning, I brought up Jason in the car just trying to make conversation with Chrissy, and she was really vague and weird about it."

"That wasn't a question. That was a statement."

"I just wanna know why. She said it was more than just a bad break up, but she wouldn't go into detail about it. And then there was that whole thing in the car where she was afraid I was going to yell. I never wanna do anything that makes her look that terrified, you know? And I promised her that I wouldn't bring him up around her again, so I figured that I could maybe ask you about it instead."

Eddie paused in the middle of getting changed and let out a deep sigh.

"Listen," he said as he sat down on the edge of his bed. "I care about Chrissy more than I care about pretty much anyone else, and the last thing I want is for her to be scared or relive any of that bullshit, but it's not my story to tell. If she doesn't want to talk about Jason and her relationship with him, it's for a good reason, and you've gotta respect that."

"I just . . . I know you won't share all the details, but I just want to know if there's anything I can avoid doing to make her feel safe . . . Did he hurt her?"

"I told you. It's not my story to tell." Eddie got up from his spot on the bed and moved to lean against the bathroom door in an attempt to put some distance between them. He ran a hand over his face trying to wipe away the frustration he was feeling over whether he should tell Steve anything or not. On the one hand, if Chrissy hadn't wanted to talk about it with Steve, it was pretty clear to him that Steve didn't need to know the whole story. Nancy didn't even know the whole story, and Eddie typically told her everything. This was different though. He just couldn't break Chrissy's trust.

On the other hand, Eddie watched the way Steve and Chrissy played around together. He couldn't remember the last time he'd seen her laugh as hard as she did with Steve in the car that morning, and he could tell that these questions were coming from a place of genuine concern and not a need for gossip. So while he couldn't tell Steve the full story, he could talk about the details that he was involved in and hope that gets the point across.

"You remember how I always said that Jason was a Capital A Asshole? And how you always thought he was annoying and too focused on impressing the basketball guys over actually being a decent person? Well, take all of that and everything you assumed I was exaggerating about and make it at least fifty times shittier. He's worse than any of us ever imagined, and I didn't do anything about it because I made a promise to Chrissy that I'd stop fucking up my life on her behalf.

"So, when you ask me if he hurt her, all I can say is that I know he never laid a hand on her because if he did, I would have thrown that promise out the window, and Jason would have spent his senior year in a full body cast. But that doesn't mean he didn't put her through it, and that doesn't mean I didn't turn a blind eye to a lot of things because she told me that she could handle him on her own. And I really can't say anything more than that without betraying Chrissy's trust, and that's something I'll never do."

Steve stayed quiet after that. As much as he wanted to ask more about what Chrissy had gone through, he knew that he was dangerously close to overstepping a boundary, and he'd rather not piss off Eddie right before he was supposed to share a room with him. But he couldn't resist asking one more thing.

"So she wasn't scared of me in the car?"

"No. It wasn't you. I'm pretty sure it was just the situation. Besides, if she was scared of you, I don't think she'd have done whatever it is you two were doing with that ice cream."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Uh huh. Sure. 'Oh Chrissy, you have to let me try your ice cream. Let me just pull you up against me so you can feel how muscley my arms are.'" After impersonating Steve, Eddie switched positions and raised his voice in pitch to mimic Chrissy. "'Oh Steve, I'm ever so sorry that I turned your nose into a booger sundae. Let me sensually feed you a bite as an apology.'"

Steve grabbed a pillow from the bed that he was sitting on and hurled it at Eddie's head.

"That's not what happened and you know it. And it's not like there's anything between us anyway. We just met."

"Keep telling yourself that, Stevie," he said as he tossed the pillow back. "But I know what it looks like when you're into someone, and I definitely know what it looks like when she's into someone, so I'm pretty sure I can tell when the two of you are blatantly flirting in front of me. Do with that information what you will."

With that, Eddie ducked into the bathroom to leave Steve alone with his thoughts. He was certain that he hadn't been flirting with Chrissy. They were just a couple of buddies messing around with each other. That's all.

But no matter how much he wanted to believe that, he couldn't deny that there was a part of him that wanted to spend more time with her. That wanted to be the reason that she was smiling just like she had been earlier that evening. There was something special about her, and he was eager to learn more.

The first stop the next morning was the Newport Aquarium, and despite his best efforts, Steve was still fixated on what Eddie had said the night before. It didn't help that Eddie had dragged Nancy off to do their own thing the second that they were inside. He told himself that he was only going with Chrissy because it would be rude to leave her to wander the aquarium alone when they could easily walk around together. That was the only reason.

But then he saw the way that her face lit up when they walked into the jellyfish gallery. The lighting in the room bathed her in this purple glow, and he had to stop himself from staring at her while he was supposed to be watching the jellyfish. 

That's what Chrissy was doing anyway. She wasn't gawking at Steve like an idiot the way he felt like he was staring at her. He pulled out his phone and took a few sneaky candids of her without her noticing. He knew that he was supposed to show her every photo that he took of her immediately. That was the deal they'd made anyway. She had to approve of every photo, or they had to be deleted. Those were the rules.

But he didn't want her to decide those pictures weren't worthy of saving. Not right now when he was in awe of how one person could be so beautiful. So he pulled Mister Fibbley out of his pocket and took a picture of the tiny squirrel with the jellyfish, pretending that he'd never been focused on Chrissy at all.

When he stepped around the same jellyfish enclosure that she was looking at, Chrissy waved at Steve through the glass before sticking her tongue out at him. He feigned offense before mimicking her expression, and he felt something grip inside his chest when she started giggling and making more funny faces at him. Who knew that Chrissy Cunningham was such a dork, and who knew that that was exactly Steve's type? Both of these were revelations to Steve, and he was starting to think that maybe what Eddie had said the night before wasn't as ridiculous as he'd originally thought.

He didn't know how to deal with that though. The last thing he wanted to do was make a move on her if that wasn't what she wanted and Eddie was wrong about her being interested in him. That would lead to the most uncomfortable road trip of his life, and he'd had enough of those with his parents over the years.

But he could talk to her and joke around with her. He could let her pull him around to the different exhibits and go at her pace to keep her company. He could just enjoy getting to spend time with her on her terms. And, if Eddie was right, and she was interested in him? Well, that was just a bonus.

When they'd made it through the aquarium, they separated to look around the gift shop. Steve had pretty much determined that there was nothing he wanted to buy there when he looked over at Chrissy and saw that she had the biggest smile on her face as she was looking at a small gator plushie and wiggling its paws back and forth. He watched her play with it a moment before she left it abandoned on the shelf. 

The next thing Steve knew, he was at the checkout counter buying the plushie for her. He wasn't entirely sure why, but he thought that maybe he could express his interest in her in subtle ways like that, and if she was open to what he was doing, she could make the first move.

When they got back in the car, Steve passed his souvenir bag over to Chrissy.

"For you."

He watched as she pulled out the plushie and her face lit up again.

"You didn't have to do that."

"I know, but I wanted to."

"Thank you. That was really sweet of you."

"Don't mention it."

He thought he could see a little bit of a blush starting to grow on her cheeks as she grinned down at the plush and wiggled its little paws again, and he smiled to himself. He thought that maybe he could be content with just being the one to make her look that happy. For now.

The next stop on Nancy's itinerary was Loveland Castle. She was hoping to explore a little, and Eddie figured he could use it as inspiration for a future campaign. Chrissy just wanted to find a shady spot to relax and enjoy how nice of a day it was, and Steve offered to keep her company. They planned on making the drive to West Virginia that night, and he figured he could take the time to relax since he'd be the one doing the late night drive.

The two found a tree to sit under, and Steve sprawled out in the grass with Chrissy sitting beside him. He just looked so peaceful laying there with his eyes closed and his arms back behind his head that she couldn't resist taking the opportunity to snap a couple candids for him.

As she was taking her last picture, Steve opened his eyes.

"Oh, are we taking candids now?" he asked.

"Just a couple. I hope that's okay."

"Doesn't bother me. It just means that I should probably take a couple of you."

"You don't have to do that. I don't need more pictures of myself."

"C'mon, Chrissy," he started as he sat up. "How are you ever gonna have a decent Bumble account if you don't have any pictures for it?"

"Fine. But I still get to choose which ones get deleted, okay?"

Steve nodded before pulling out his phone. He took his first picture a little too early and caught Chrissy mid-stretch.

"I wasn't ready yet!" Chrissy said as she moved her hands to cover her face. "You have to delete that one."

"They're not candids if you're posing for them though. Just trust the process. Relax and ignore the fact that I'm here."

So, that's what she did. She ignored Steve and played with her phone. She leaned back and looked off into the distance. She tried to be relaxed and calm and casual and cool and everything that she thought she should be in pictures. She let Steve work his magic.

But, with every picture that he took, Steve couldn't come up with a good reason why he was doing this. There was something special about Chrissy. She joked around with him and made goofy faces. She had the best smile, and she was so easy to talk to. She was beautiful, but she was so much more than that, and the idea of some other guy getting to experience all of that because of pictures he took made him sick. He wanted to be the one to make Chrissy blush, and with every picture he took, he felt a pang of jealousy echoing in his chest.

"Can I see them now?" Chrissy asked, biting down on her lower lip.

Steve hesitated. He hated that he did it, but he hesitated. Even in the photo where she was stretching, she was maybe the most beautiful person he'd ever seen. He didn't want some other guy seeing these. He knew it was selfish and wrong of him the second he did it, but he lied to her.

"I don't know," he replied. "I don't think they turned out very good. They're kind of blurry. I just dont think I'm very good at catching just the right moment, you know? But we can try again later if you want."

"That's okay," she said as she stared at her lap. "I understand."

And maybe if Steve wasn't feeling so guilty about lying to her, he would have seen the way her face fell.

He might have said that the pictures were unusable because they were blurry, but in Chrissy's mind, she knew the real reason. She just didn't photograph well. She could hear her mother's voice in the back of her mind telling her that she didn't have any good angles, so there was no point in trying. No picture of her would ever be good enough, and Steve was too nice to tell her the truth. He only said they were blurry to protect her feelings.

As much as she hated those thoughts, they stayed with her, and she stayed quiet. As her mind played tricks on her and attacked the very little self-confidence she had, she didn't speak much throughout dinner, and she spaced out in the car afterwards.

Nancy and Eddie had fallen asleep in the back seat, and Steve was focused on the road, so that left her to stare out the window alone with her thoughts and the musical theater playlist that she'd convinced Steve to let her put on playing softly in the background.

"You're really quiet over there. What's on your mind?" Steve eventually asked her.

"Nothing."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

She had pulled out her phone and flipped through her camera roll. With every single picture of herself that she saw, the voice in her head got louder as it pointed out every single imperfection - real or imagined. The voice in her head didn't care. It just wanted her to feel as small and insignificant as it knew she was.

Steve glanced over at her and noticed what she was doing. He also noticed that she looked close to tears, and that nearly broke him. He didn't know what was going on in her head, but he knew it couldn't be good from the look on her face. He wasn't stupid. He noticed how quiet she got after he'd taken her picture earlier, and he noticed how quiet that she'd been since then. More quiet than she usually was. And he had a feeling that it was probably his fault. The guilt from earlier resurfaced, and he knew that he had to do something to keep her from crying. So, he did the only thing he could think of. He unlocked his phone and passed it over to her.

"Open my camera roll and then open the favorites tab," he told her without looking away from the road.

Chrissy was hesitant, but she followed his instructions and was surprised to find that all of his recent favorites were of her. There were a handful of the photos that he'd taken outside of the castle, but there were also a bunch of photos she hadn't realized he'd taken. Ones of her all throughout the aquarium. One of her laughing at one of Eddie's stupid jokes. Just a bunch of tiny moments that he'd wanted to preserve.

"If it isn't already obvious, I lied earlier," he told her. "There was nothing wrong with any of the photos I took of you, and I'm sorry for whatever my lies made you think. I just hated the idea of you asking me to delete them, and I really couldn't stand the idea of another guy seeing them. That doesn't justify what I did, but you deserved to know the truth. It was a dick move, and I'm really sorry. You can text whichever ones that you like to yourself and delete them off my phone if you want. And you don't have to save your number or anything if you think I'm a jerk. I'll understand if you don't really wanna talk to me anymore after that."

Chrissy stayed quiet as she flipped back through Steve's favorites folder again. She tried to see herself the way that he did, and while it didn't fully quiet her mother's voice, the fact that Steve liked the way she looked enough to consider pictures of her his favorites helped to make it a little quieter.

"So you don't think I look terrible?" she asked.

"Terrible? How could anyone ever think you look terrible?" he asked. "You're beautiful, Chrissy, and anyone who's ever made you feel otherwise is clearly blind."

"For the record, I don't think it was a dick move," she said after a moment. "It's actually kind of sweet."

"Oh yeah? Does that mean you've got a bunch of photos of me that you haven't shared yet?"

He glanced over at her and noticed that she'd started blushing again. He'd never get tired of having that effect on her.

"It's fine," he told her. "Keep them to yourself if you like. I'm starting to think that maybe dating apps aren't really my thing."

"It's the same for me. Who needs 'em?"

"Yeah, who needs 'em?"

The pair shared a smile before Steve turned his full attention back towards the road, and Chrissy went back to looking at Steve's camera roll. She sent herself every single picture that Steve had saved of her. Maybe if she looked at herself through Steve's eyes, it might be a little easier for her.

She was about to tell him that she was saving her number in his contacts when she realized he was softly singing along to the song that was playing - "Her Voice" from the Little Mermaid stage musical - and she whipped her head around to face him.

"How do you know this song?" she asked.

"Hmm?"

"You're singing. And maybe this is me making a silly assumption, but I really didn't think that the Steve Harrington was a musical theater guy. Especially a musical theater guy who knows a song that only appears in the stage adaptation of a Disney classic."

"I had this nanny as a kid who was really into musicals. I don't remember most of the stuff she played for me, but she was really into The Little Mermaid, and I guess this one song just kind of stuck? It just sounds nice." He shrugged. "Maybe a more important question, but why don't you ever sing along? Someone who's passionate enough about musicals to have created their own musical theater playlist definitely seems like the kind of person to sing along to said playlist in the car."

"Oh, I'm not much of a singer. I love musicals, but I'm not really the kind of person to be in them."

From the tone of her voice, he could tell there was something else going on there, but he didn't want to press her any further. He could ask her more about that another time.

When they finally made it to the hotel, they woke Nancy and Eddie up, and the group made their way into their separate rooms.

Nancy was back asleep almost as soon as she climbed into bed, but Chrissy stayed up for just a little bit longer. She found herself scrolling through the photos that Steve had taken of her again, and she couldn't help but smile. She picked her favorite of the ones that he'd taken at the castle earlier, and she posted it to her instagram account. No long and wordy captions. Just a single smiling emoji surrounded by hearts.

Just as she was about to set her phone down, her screen lit up with two notifications. The first let her know that she'd been followed by the account of one Steve Harrington, and the second let her know that he was the first to like her photo. She bit her lip in a smile as she sunk down into her pillows, and she fell asleep thinking that maybe the little voice in her head was wrong. Maybe she really was beautiful.

#cheerscoops #harringham #steve x chrissy #chrissy x steve #my writing #wyptif

[pbandjesse]

Today was a good day. I felt slightly better. Still coughing, but not as weak. I am still really looking forward to going to sleep.

I slept okay last night. I was still coughing myself awake. But I got more rest then I have been. So it was a win.

I woke up at 630 pretty uncomfortable, but I let myself doze for a half hour. James laid with me a bit. I struggled to get up. But I would be okay.

I liked my hair a lot today. And I felt pretty good overall. I loved wearing my new ring. I was feeling positive. James sent me off with my bag packed. And I had a nice drive, but people were still driving stupid. Just going wildly slow. But it was fine. I got to camp and was glad to be there.

Though I discovered the watermelon James has packed me had spilled all over my lunch bag. Ah well. I cleaned that up and soon Elizabeth was coming in. It's weird not having that first hour alone but I won't begrudge someone else wanting to be able to leave earlier.

And we actually had some really nice chats. About art and my drawing project but also about my pipeline theory and some other silly stuff. We had some big laughs.

I worked on my proposal for a diorama workshop and a few other small projects. I did my drawing for the day and realized I had one of the stickers hidden so today actually was the last drawing! I did my favorite Leatherman pocket knife. And closed out the project. I'll order sheets of the stickers as a limited run soon.

As others were coming it there was actually stuff for me and Sarah to do! There is apparently another snow storm coming in tonight so we drove up to the Alaskans to get salt to put all around on any wood surfaces because we have a full camp rental this weekend.

I found out it's a Christian school and so I told Sarah all about how she. I was in highschool we would go on winter retreats and it was the most important thing every year but also it was crazy because they wouldn't feed us for so long so that we would get in some weird space. And she was like Jesse that sounds like a cult. And I am like oh I know.

It was fun driving around off road pouring salt on things. And when we got back we were both a bit tired so we took a break.

Heather would have some schedule stuff for me to work on. They want more free choice and so I worked on some ways for that to work. There might be some kind of choice in what specialities they could go to every day. We will see if it's actually implemented.

I had lunch and did some work on canva. Edited some logos for the music festival. Me and Sarah would go out again to deliver bags of salt and shovels to the different cabins just in case. The snow is supposed to come in quick but then it's going to be almost 60 so it'll probably melt fast too. But it was fun being out. Though I kept tripping on my shoes and making Sarah nervous I was going to break an ankle.

The day would wrap up pretty quickly. I reminded Alexi that my birthday is tomorrow and Chloe was like what! Why wasn't it on the calendar and Elizabeth ran out to write it before I left. I just never noticed it didn't make it to the calendar because I was gone for the last week of January and then I was sick. But everyone wished me well and said they will make a bigger deal next week. Which is not necessary but is also very kind.

I said goodbye and headed out. I did stop at 711 to get a piece of pizza. And I'm glad I did because there was a lot of traffic on the drive home. So it was closer to 45 minutes. Which is whatever but still rough. I enjoyed my music and my podcast and was home soon enough.

When I got back here I did some tidying up because Celia was coming over. I ran around with the vacuum and soon she was knocking on my door.

It was nice to have her over. James would come home soon after she got there. I gave her the tour and talked about what we are going to do in different spaces once we have furniture. And then after talking with James for a bit and playing with sweetp we would set up in the studio to do some painting.

Celia would paint a pill bug and I painted Sweetp. And it was fun. We watched a video about the backrooms and painted and James made us stuffed shells. It was a really fun couple hours. We talked about the history of accents and travel and told stories and it was just a really lovely night.

James ran over to the apartment to feed the aquatics and grab a few things. And Celia left a little before they came back. I watched her from the stoop to make sure she made it to her car. And then when I came back inside I went to get a shower.

James got home soon after I got dressed. And they are downstairs talking to their dad. And I am in bed. Coughing a lot. Which still gets worse at night. But I'm sipping water and hoping that the snow isn't bad. So tomorrows plan goes off without a hitch.

Because tomorrow is my birthday! Jess should be here mid morning, weather permitting, and then we are going to IKEA! I hope that we can get everything easily and then we will spend most of the day building things. I'm very much looking forward to my birthday. James is finishing baking a cake for me now. And Jess will be here. And I'm just really happy. Despite the cough.

Sleep well everyone. I love you all so much. Until tomorrow!!

[failedintsave]

Kloktober Day 8: Childhood or Getting Old

I love some kidklok but it's all so traumatic (and I'm saving up for some other prompts jsdjgsjdk) so I went with Old Folks Skwistok 👴👴

Will You Still Need Me, Will You Still Feed Me

Although he knew the route by heart after so many weekly trips, Toki squinted at the amber letters of the scrolling LED display at the head of the bus, just to be certain he hadn't lost track of the journey. Patting his breast pocket and finding it empty, he located his glasses perched atop his head in the usual place and slid them down to his nose to confirm their location.

"Dis ams our stop," he said, nudging the dozing figure next to him.

Toki got to his feet as the bus pulled to the curb, feeling more than hearing the screech of brakes as the vehicle ground to a halt. A wise CFO had once (twice, a thousand times over) advised them all to wear earplugs during their sets, and the irony of those warnings falling on deaf ears did not escape Toki now. Soon enough, he would have to follow Pickles' example and get fitted for hearing aids. Out of all the patents that had expired after Dethklok's reign, Liquid Purity sound technology had yielded the most versatile applications. Toki wondered if Charles would be pleased to see it put to good use, or if he was rolling in his grave over the market ventures they'd left untapped.

Humidity fogged the lenses of his readers as he stepped off the bus and onto the sidewalk, waiting patiently at the door for his fellow passenger to debark. Heat mirages shimmered across the blacktop of the Finntrolls parking lot, the sun a blazing disk in a cloudless sky the color of window cleaner. The late September warmth had not deterred Skwisgaar from donning a cardigan before they left the house, though he scowled into the bright afternoon light as he rounded the steps. Perpetually cold, even in his prime, it had been years since he'd let goading commentary about outerwear sway his wardrobe choices.

"T'oughts fall started last weeks, dis look more like summer vacation weathers to me." The thump of the tennis ball covering the end of his cane undercut some of the scorn in his voice, the same way it softened the overelaborate dragon motif for which he'd chosen the rod.

"You knows we never gets a real fall in L.A., elskling." Skwisgaar accepted Toki's outstretched hand, allowing his junior to assist him down the last steps and towards a nearby bench. Hot air gusted past as the bus pulled away from the curb, the stench of exhaust roiling in its wake. "Or you shoulds know dat, after almost thirty years."

"Ja, ja, still terribles any ways you slice it t'ough. I hates it."

"Ams somebody crabby today? Was you nap on de way here not longs enough? I woulda packed de insulated bags if I'd known we needed to rides to de store across town instead. I don't think your sherbet would makes it all de way home wifout dem." Toki laughed when Skwisgaar swatted his helping hands away, settling onto the shaded bench and pointedly looking the other direction. He set their canvas grocery sacks on the seat next to the Swede, leaning to plant a kiss on the part of his hair. "Be right back, don't runs off."

"So glad I ams married to de comedians…"

The automatic door of the food library slid aside with a hiss, unleashing a gust of chilled air that obscured Toki's glasses again and leaving him to fumble past the shopping carts until he found the reason for his solo sojourn. Toki plopped onto the cushioned seat, driving the scooter into the parking lot.

"Hey dere, sexy," he called, lifting his thumb off the accelerator and coming to a stop at the edge of the sidewalk. "You wants to come party wifs a rockstar?"

Skwisgaar watched his approach, unamused, with both hands stacked on top of the handle of his cane. Determined as he was to always do everything himself, he still disliked using the motorized cart. Really, he disliked anything that forced him to acknowledge the changes that age had inflicted upon them all—though Nathan's dentures were to be expected after decades of avoiding the dentist, and no one was entirely sure if Murderface's memory issues were real or if he was just being a dick.

Given his way, Skwisgaar would have hobbled painfully up and down each aisle under his own power, but arthritis had other plans.

His slouch was more pronounced now, his fingers curled and knuckles rosy with inflammation, yet he still held his nose in the air and sneered with all the lordly pretense of someone who had once ruled the world. For all the frowning he'd done in his life, he bore fewer wrinkles than one might expect, the most noticeable being the crow's feet that sprouted from the corners of his eyes as they narrowed in Toki's direction. Perhaps there had been something to all those expensive skin balms and salves after all.

"You goingk to be likes dis all day?" He groused, levering himself to his feet with some effort.

Toki stepped off the scooter and caught Skwisgaar's elbow as he listed to one side. "Til deaths do us part."

"Euughh, Odin, takes me."

Together, they crossed the last few feet to the cart and Skwisgaar lowered himself gingerly onto the seat. Toki placed Skwisgaar's cane into the wire basket within easy reach and dropped their bags in as well, taking a step back so Skwisgaar could get the vehicle turned around. Sunlight cast a shimmering halo on the crown of his head, his locks tied in a neat knot at the nape of his neck. He refused to part with the length despite the fact that what was once burnished gold now shone silvery platinum, and though Toki had long ago adopted a shorter crop for himself, he was glad Skwisgaar still wore his hair in long, soft waves. It suited him.

"You know, I think maybe I gets it why you always had de hots for all dems old ladies." Biting back a giggle when Skwisgaar cut eyes at him again, Toki fell into step beside the scooter as they made their way towards the front door. A pearly wisp of curl had come loose from its binding, and he reached out to tuck it behind Skwisgaar's ear, twirling the end around his finger. "You still lookin' mighty fines to Toki, even 'dough you ams all gray and wrinkledy now."

"Tch, you aments no springtime chicklings you'self, ya know. Dildo." Skwisgaar scoffed, ascending the slight ramp of asphalt that connected the sidewalk to the crosswalk.

Toki pushed his glasses back atop his head before being subjected to a third blast of blinding fog at the entrance, and when he dropped his arm, Skwisgaar's fingers closed around his wrist and pulled. The motion caught him mid-stride and he stumbled sideways, landing awkwardly, halfway on Skwisgaar's lap.

An arm wrapped around his waist, slimness belying strength as it held him close. "Hej, baby," Skwisgaar's voice in his ear was a playful growl. "You wants to go for a ride?"

Toki nodded in reply, grinning wide and swinging his feet onto the floorboard between Skwisgaar's loafers. The scooter's electric motor whirred as Skwisgaar depressed the forward lever, its wheels juddering over the threshold onto gleaming tile. Laughing as they zipped through the produce section, he swiped a package of blackberries from the display, hooting again when the scooter tipped onto two wheels momentarily. It might be far cry from screaming down the interstate on the murdercycle, wind whipping their hair, but it didn't matter. So long as they were together, the thrill remained.

#kloktober2022 #kloktober 2022 #skwisgaar skwigelf #toki wartooth #skwistok #metalocalypse #me writing

[mimisempai]

The destination doesn't matter if I'm traveling with you

Summary

Dream is not very enthusiastic about the idea of a trip to the countryside, but soon finds advantages in the little road trip improvised by Hob.

Notes

Flufftober Day 29 - Cars

On AO3

Rating G - 1076 words

"How about a ride to the country?"

It was a beautiful sunny autumn afternoon and they were lazing on the couch, when it had caught Hob like this all of a sudden.

Dream had protested at first because he didn't feel like moving from Hob's arms, but seeing the enthusiasm and longing in Hob's eyes, he hadn't resisted for long.

A few moments later, he told himself that he had been right to give in, because being the passenger in the car driven by Hob was quite pleasant after all.

Now that they were out of the city, the sunlight was coming through the windshield of the car and Dream could feel it on his skin, sometimes shaded at a bend when the sun was hiding behind trees or signs or bridges.

It was sometimes jarring, on the rare occasions when Hob couldn't avoid a hole in the old, obviously low-traffic road. However, Hob was a good driver so Dream, lost in the contemplation of the landscape, had finally let himself doze off.

What had woken him from his sleep was Hob's humming, never loud. Not that Dream was complaining, after all, there were worse sounds to wake up from sleep. 

Dream was leaning against the car window and his eyes were still closed, but he couldn't help but smile at Hob's voice. He opened his eyes to look at his lover's profile. After a moment, Hob must have felt Dream's gaze on him because he turned his head slightly toward him and asked, looking sheepish, "Already? Did I wake you up?"

Dream shook his head, straightened up and rested a hand on Hob's knee to reassure him, "Yes and no, I was only dozing."

Hob squeezed Dream's hand before putting his own back on the wheel.

Dream left his hand on Hob's knee and, instead of looking at the landscape, he continued to look at him. He liked looking at Hob, especially since he was there, his eyes constantly fixed straight ahead on the endless road and his lips mostly smiling. The sun's rays danced on his slightly tanned skin and his jaw was shadowed by the beginnings of a beard. His hair was slightly disheveled, a few strands flying because of the wind that his slightly lowered window let in and his shirt was open, the sleeves rolled up over his arms because of the heat. 

Hob turned his head slightly with a smile, quickly focusing on the road again, but noticing he was being watched, he asked Dream teasingly, "So, do you like what you see?"

Dream ran his tongue over his lips and replied, "You have no idea..." making Hob chuckle as he raised his hand and laid it on the back of Dream's neck, caressing the base of his neck before resting it on the steering wheel again. Dream gently stroked Hob's knee with his hand that was still resting on it.

Hob tried not to react to the touch, but he couldn't help but protest softly, "Dream, I need to concentrate to drive, and this isn't helping me at all."

Dream retorted, a playful gleam in his eyes, "That's kind of the point." but gave in, withdrawing his hand. This did not stop him from leaning against the door, continuing to watch Hob who resumed his little humming.

Dream was pulled out of his contemplation when the car stopped abruptly on the side of the road. He looked out the window, there was nothing to suggest a reason to stop, no parking, no gas station, no house. A complete desert. He asked, surprised, to Hob, "Why are we stopping?" 

Hob raised an eyebrow, "How do you expect me to continue to focus on my conduct with a delectable lover teasing me and the inability to touch him or reciprocate?"

"Oh and what do you plan to do about -" 

Dream's challenging comment was cut off by Hob's mouth kissing him. Apparently he wasn't lying when he said Dream was delectable, because he was literally devouring him. Dream wasn't complaining in the least. He loved the fact that he was able to make his lover lose control and he loved that Hob never hesitated to let his passion with Dream run wild. 

When Hob moved back, Dream was more than a little dazed from the kiss but that didn't stop him from pulling Hob to him to continue the kiss, showing Hob that he wasn't the only one who was hungry. 

Much later, Hob stepped back, pressed a last kiss on Dream's lips and took his place behind the wheel, a contented smile on his face.

Dream let himself be lulled by the voice of Hob who was humming again and by the drowsiness in which the kiss had put him and fell asleep, wishing that the road would be really long if it was interrupted by interludes of this kind.

When he woke up from his doze again, the sun was lower and highlighted the warm colors that nature took on at this season. Hob was leaning towards him and it was he who was watching Dream this time. 

Dream chuckled lightly, his mind still foggy from sleep.

Hob got out of the car and went to open the door on Dream's side, holding out his hand to help him get out.

Seeing the beauty of the landscape around them, Dream understood why Hob had taken them to this place. The landscape was magnificent, and would have nothing to envy to the most beautiful Fiddler Green landscapes. At the end of the road where they had parked, there was a small pond surrounded by trees of various autumn colors, and the fallen leaves formed a warm orange carpet that crackled under their feet. Hob grabbed his hand and pulled him along the path that bordered the pond.

After a few steps, they arrived under a willow tree where there was a wooden bench and Hob made them sit down, keeping his hand in his.

The only sounds were the light wind in the leaves and some birds singing in the distance.

Dream stretched his legs out in front of him and whispered, "It's really beautiful here." 

Hob turned to him, raised his hand and traced the outline of his face as he whispered, "Almost as beautiful as you." 

Dream put his arm around Hob's shoulders, kissed his hair and, leaning against him he replied softly, "It's almost as beautiful as us."

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Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

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[fourtyfourcatss]

Hello! I saw that matchup trades were open, and I thought I'd offer you one on my side blog @courtofmatchups

I'd like to send one in for Twisted Wonderland for an OC if that's cool

How Saima describes themself: I like to say I'm a pretty cheerful and upbeat person. I try my best to smile through tough situations, though it can be hard sometimes. I also like to say I'm a family person, and I will do anything to protect them, and my friends. I am perfectionistic, but sadly I am a bit scatterbrained, much to the dismay of my parents and older sister. Hell, I almost burned the eggs I was making for the first time. I have been working on my organizational skills though, and I’m happy to say that I’ve come a pretty long way. I can be quite petty too. If someone wrongs me, I tell them either bad puns or horrifying facts for a period of time as revenge. I'm also good at math, so my friends come to me for help with that. Also, in almost every friend group I'm in, I somehow become a therapist friend. Lemme tell you, THAT really takes a toll on me. I also have a soft spot for unabridged fairytales (they high-key have me in a chokehold). Some more lil' factoids about me: I wear my hair in low ponytails because I don't like the feeling of hair on the back of my neck. My friends and family often told me my hands get pretty animated when I talk

Likes: Anime, drawing comics, video games, unabridged fairytales, sweets (my favourite dessert is caramel pudding) and spending time with my older sister

Dislikes: Cruelty, confrontation (I will kick butt if I need to, literally or figuratively), anyone who dares to threaten my friends or family, arrogance when it gets out of hand, black tea or coffee (I cannot drink it unless it is sweetened or if I have it with a LOT of milk)

-> for saima !

[i’ll be using both sets of pronouns for her] — hope you enjoy!

twst ✦ silver

✦ saima has captured the heart of… silver!

✦ the first meeting is embarrassing for both parties; saima is waving their hand around wildly at the courtyard while chastising ace, and at the very same moment, ruggie is rushing to get leona’s lunch to the savanaclaw dorm, and runs right into silver. he trips, and saima end up wacking his face. hard. and then, since he was in the midst of falling, he hits the ground extra hard. then grimm, who had been on saima’s shoulders panicked, and saima losing balance on the uneven grass, falls down onto silver. its not a romantic position at all….

✦ after the apologies, neither of them could really let the situation go, small as it is. there was so many people around! everyone was looking! silver feels shame at how he did not notice ruggie, or even dodge saima’s flurry of hands. it was unbefitting of someone with knightly conducts. usually, he does not get so worked up so easily, but in particular, he had always wanted to give a good impression upon malleus’ friend, and now because of his tired disposition… 🙁

✦ buuttt it all works out in the end ✨ eventually, the two of them get a moment of time together, and tie off the embarrassing first impressions to start anew a very contrasting friendship! a man with a fatigued countenance and an upbeat prefect! though, it seems that while silver still seems to doze off here and there, he can still reply and recall what saima has said even while he was in a daze! how odd..

✦ silver greatly admires saima’s values in family and the way she is viewing the world, brightened in optimism and trying their hardest! he himself can understand the amount of love and drive that is given with the meaning behind every action. the appreciation they have for one another runs deep, extremely so the more and more they learn of each other and their pasts. he can see how diligent and endearing she is as a person, trying to improve any aspect — though, he isnt too partial to horrifying facts 😨

✦ he doesnt need a therapist, meaning they dont have to exhaust that extra emotional energy. he’s extremely good at listening though, so he will definitely be someone to confide in for saima! they can tackle vulnerable situations together no problem! he’s not too good at comfort, but he will try, and saima can definitely pick themselves back up

✦ absolutely watches anime and abridged fairy tales with saima! as long as he doesn’t need to do much, he’ll definitely be an active participant (as much as he can). he isnt too good with video games or the like, so saima uses it as a bonding activity for the two of them!

✦ theyre just the sweetest, spinning cotton candy with interactions. saima definitely tones down her voice to whisper in his ears to test if silver is awake or not. it sends a pleasant shiver down his spine. but oh, he absolutely adores their voice.

#twst matchup #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland matchup #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x oc #oc matchups #twst silver