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puckngrind · 4 years

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What’s In a Name: Finale- J. Toews

Chapter 16.

Where we left off: Jon and Bekah got married in Sedona and are off to their honeymoon after the Blackhawks convention.

Warnings: smut, language

Word Count: 4,390

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Final.

When Jon finally let it slip they were honeymooning in Iceland after the convention, Bekah was unsure of her husband’s thought process. She expected some beach vacation with their own bungalow but what she got was way more their style. They stayed up to take in the midnight sun, snorkeled in a fault line, skinny dipped in a natural hot spring and made out like no one was watching under a waterfall. They were so hot for each other the couple even missed a guided tour simply because they lost track of time and didn’t get out of bed. Married life was good even with the season starting. Right before training camp Jon drops a package on the counter and retreats to the fridge.

“Tae, whatcha order?” Bekah sipped one her later afternoon coffee.

“Rings.” Jon’s voice echoed from inside the fridge.

“Huh?”

“Take a look Beks.” Jon closes the door and motions towards the package. Inside were maybe a dozen or more silicone bands. “For practice and games, working out... you know when I have the potential of ripping off my finger with the real one.”

“Jon, you didn’t have to... I mean, it’s fine if you go ringless at work.” Bekah sips her coffee and smiles. “As long as you only come home to me.” Jon rounded the counter, pulls out one of the silicone bands, removes his wedding ring and places it on his left ring finger.

“It’s only been you since 2015, Beks, and it will only be you until the day I die.” His lips press firmly onto hers. “I want to have the constant reminder that I have the best wife ever to come home to.” His lips graze hers again.

“Not sure I deserve that reward yet, maybe in a year?” Bekah giggles into Jon’s skin.

Brynn came with Derek when the Blue Jackets played in Chicago. The two hadn’t seen each other since they left Arizona in July. “I still cannot believe you two are married, so damn in love it’s sick, and have these breathtaking wedding pictures already hanging up. I think it took a month to even get our proofs back let alone a framed picture and you have this on a giant canvas.” Brynn’s finger points to Bekah’s favorite picture. Jon’s arms wrapped her, lips pressed to her cheek as her vail flies in the wind. The fact that she doubted being about to get to the spot where they took the picture is funny looking back. She was thankful Jon pushed for it.

It was Christmas before they knew it. The families decided to give the newlyweds the actual holiday to themselves again and came together the weekend before. Bekah told Jon there better not be any surprise gifts in, on, or under the tree. On Christmas Eve she came down the steps to see a blanket laid out in front of the tree with the fire going.

“What’s this Tae?” She kisses her husband who looked pleased with himself.

“I thought we should have our own Christmas tradition that we could do when we have kids.” He dips down and scoops up the wine glasses. “Maybe without the wine.” Bekah sips her glass and takes in the small details Jon put into this picnic.

“Sounds perfect!” They sat down and talked all about the holidays, break, and how the season was going.

“I know you are going home for New Years but very much want my wife with me in Calgary to ring in 2020.” Jon stands to move the plates and wine glasses.

“J, I don’t see why I couldn’t just cut my home trip short?” Bekah leans on her hands watching Jon’s reaction.

“Really? I know you miss it.” He kneels next to her.

“Not as much as I did. Plus, I want to ring in 2020 with you just didn’t want to mess up team bonding.” Jon laughs a little and moves his body on top of hers.

“I think the guys will understand why.” Jon presses his lips to hers and Bekah moans out.

“Wanna go upstairs?” She whispers when their lips break for air.

“Fuck no.” Jon lifts up and pulls off both of their clothes wasting no time making sure Bekah was ready before pressing into her. His movements were slow and intentional. Pulling Bekah’s legs high up so she had to move her hands from pulling at his back to holding her legs up. Jon humming in pure love of the moment. Taking in their highs together Jon still holding tight into his wife.

“So is this also a Christmas tradition there, Tae?” Bekah’s breaths were short as she laughed.

“I think so. Maybe before Santa arrives.” He snickers as he lifts up and grabs another blanket to wrap around them.

“Is Santa coming to our house this year? Dropping off any surprises?” Bekah combs her fingers through Jon’s hair as he lays on her chest.

“Nope. Well, house hunting...” Jon felt Bekah’s reaction to his statement. “We can stay here if you want. It’s up to you.”

They didn’t. Soon after Jon and Bekah returned from Columbus and Calgary the couple found the perfect house close to the city. Moving during the season seemed to be a daunting task but Bekah managed to get the essentials unpacked and hired painters and such to make their home feel like them. All-Star weekend the couple found themselves at home in Winnipeg.

“Beks?” Jon called out after coming in from a run. Bekah told Jon she was going to make cookies while he was gone. “Babe?” He wandered the house and sees her still with her shoes on in bed asleep. He sits down next to her and brushes the hair out of her face. “You okay?” His eyebrows knit together knowing his wife was not a nap type of person however many times he begged her to nap pre-game with him.

“Yeah, just got super tired that’s all.” Bekah’s voice was groggy.

“Yeah, you left the dough out on the counter.” Jon slips back behind her. “Do you think you are coming down with something?” He presses his lips to the back of her head.

“I don’t think so. Maybe... oh... well. Um. Shit. What day is it?” Bekah lifts up suddenly.

“The 23rd. Why Bekah?” Jon sits up behind her.

“I’m two weeks late.” Bekah’s hand covers her mouth realizing what that could mean.

“You mean like late late? As in...” Jon’s arms wrap around Bekah.

“Like maybe you would go get a test... or three.” She looks back at him and she shuffles to his feet and heads to the store. The smell of cookies hit his nose when he walked back in the door. Bekah icing the batch that had cooled.

“So, I know we said we would let nature take its course but that was in November.” Bekah nods, licks the icing off her finger and grabs the bag.

The two waited for the longest two minutes of their lives sitting on the bathroom floor. Bekah’s head rested on Jon’s shoulder. Jon’s hand picked up the stick from the counter. “Ready...” he whispers and Bekah’s shoulders shrug. “Pregnant. Beks!” Jon’s voice picked up and he jumped to his feet placing the test on the counter and scooping his wife into his arms kissing her skin as he walks.

“Tae, what are you doing?” Bekah questions.

“Celebrating knocking my sexy wife up in the first try!” Jon drops Bekah onto the bed and crowds her. Ridding himself of his shirt and pulling on hers.

“It could be a false positive.” Bekah’s hands land on Jon’s chest.

“It’s not.” Jon retorts. “For as long I’ve known you, your cycle has been the most predictable thing about you.” Jon manages to pull Bekah’s shirt off and kisses down to her stomach. “Salut bébé, c'est ton papa.” He whispers into her skin the looks up to see Bekah’s face. “Sorry, maybe I should...” Jon goes to move thinking he changed the mood and Bekah’s hands catch his shoulders.

“Tae, that was a damn turn on. Please... continue.” Jon winks up at her and presses his tongue to her folds lapping up how incredibly wet she was. Bekah’s orgasm ripping through her body like a ball of fire. Her body jolting up away from his mouth which was still working it’s magic.

“Holy shit. J, I need more.” Bekah panted out and Jon’s mouth met her chest as he laid her back down pressing his length deep inside eliciting moans as he rocked.

“Oh. Beks. Beks. I...” Jon huffs as Bekah pulls her body up into his and feels him explode deep inside of her sending shockwaves through out her body. “I love you.” Jon whispers while crashing into her body.

“Same but you are crushing my pelvis.” Bekah wiggles and Jon jumps off her quickly. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. You are carrying our child.” His hand grazes her stomach.

“Potentially. I need to schedule an appointment for when we are back.” She reaches for her phone and Jon’s hand catches her arm.

“Does your brain ever shut off My Love?” Jon kisses her. “No is the answer. And I want to go. Can you schedule around me?”

Soon after their return home, Jon and Bekah found themselves in her OBGYN’s office listening to their child’s heartbeat. A tear streaming down Jon’s face as Bekah held his hand tight. On the drive home, Bekah broke the comfortable silence. “Can we wait to tell people including family until the second trimester?” Jon’s thumb rubs the back of her hand as he drives.

“Whenever you want Beks.” Jon’s delight evident in his tone.

“I want to tell Rin first but don’t exactly know how.” Bekah inhales quickly as Jon sighs. Brynn and Derek would be the perfect parents but after too many miscarriages to count and an undetermined infertility diagnosis they just stopped trying. Getting pregnant so quickly was going to crush her best friend and she knew it. She watched Brynn at coworker’s baby showers. She hid the pain well but Bekah saw it.

She wanted to tell her best friend in person. What she didn’t expect was the pause and quarantine. Jon came home early March talking about the NHLPA and on the phone not realizing Bekah was laying in the middle of the floor. He stands over her and smiles. “My beautiful wife okay down there?”

“Fat wife that is. And no. They said you could have morning sickness and mine was mid-afternoon sickness which is for the birds THEN they said you feel better in your second trimester and welp... my body feels like I ran a damn marathon and I just moved the rug three feet over. How was your discussion with those people?” Bekah waves her hand around and Jon laughs.

“They want to start zoom calls so I have to think where I could do it here. Plus I think we can go home to Manitoba for a bit if you feel already.”

“Yeah, do it in the kitchen so you don’t have the blow job angle your team Canada buddy did yesterday. I need to call Rin. My body isn’t hiding this baby much longer.” Jon lays down next to her and kisses her cheek.

“Blow job angles. Funny. I don’t need anyone but you thinking of that.” He rolls her body on top of his and she sits up with his hands on her hips. “And you, Mrs. Toews and more beautiful now than the day we met.” Jon’s thumbs rub the small bump appearing on her lower abdomen.

Bekah buzzed around the house while Jon sat on the zoom call. She dropped her phone when she heard him answer the question about what he’s been up to since the last game. After the call ended she stands next to him. “When is that call being published?” Bekah asks with an annoyance in her voice.

“They said in a few days, why Beks?” Jon pulls her into his lap.

“Because you just fucking told the world I’m pregnant and I haven’t even told our families.” Jon’s eyes blow wide.

“Oh fuck! I... I... I didn’t even think about it.” His hand covers his face.

“I need to go FaceTime Rin.” Bekah kissed her regretful husband and retreated to their bedroom.

“How’s my bestie doing in quarantine?” Brynn didn’t even say hi. “What’s that face for?” Bekah sighed.

“I wanted to do this in person so I could hold your hand but damn Covid and shit.” Bekah starts.

“You are pregnant aren’t you?” Brynn pulls a smile across her face.

“How did ya?” Bekah’s eyebrow shoots up. “I am. Due mid-September.”

“I knew you looked different in December but couldn’t place it. You were barely pregnant weren’t you?” Brynn feels the tears coming.

“Yeah. Rin. I... I... I’m sorry.” Bekah whispers.

“Bekah, you don’t have to be sorry. I’m so happy for you and cannot wait to be Auntie Rin!” Brynn wipes her eyes.

“Oh Rin.” Bekah sniffles. “I didn’t know how you would take this.” The friends talked a little more before Bekah hung up and called Kelly who squealed while jumping then realized Bekah’s odd questions in February were pregnancy related. When she returned to Jon he was laying on the couch she asked him to move. “Your parents or mine first?”

“Together?” Jon laughed and they both FaceTimed their mom’s who were overjoyed at the news about being grandparents. Marie had tons of questions regarding Bekah and the baby’s safety while the Toews were busy talking to Jon about their trip home and if Bekah would be safe on the lake’s ice.

With permission from her doctor, the couple returned to Canada and Jon enjoyed rare times with his family but soon realized the couple needed to return to the states. Jon was constantly on the phone with negotiations about return to play throughout the summer. Laying in bed one night with his head on her growing belly, Bekah could feel he was holding something back.

“Tae, talk. What’s up? She ran her hands through his growing hair that she secretly loved while everything was shut down.

“We’ve been talking about a return to play and that players could opt out. I think I should since with the baby coming. I would be gone for most of your last trimester.” Jon kisses and turns his attention. “Momma won’t let me open the envelope that says if you are a boy or girl. Maybe you could help me out, huh?” Bekah laughs hard that her belly moves.

“I told you with everything else the way it is having a little surprise wouldn’t hurt anyone. We bought the essentials and Kelly swears her kids were in the white onesies, or naked and wrapped up in a blanket for the first few weeks. Eating, pooping, and sleeping.” Jon looks up resting his chin on her stomach.

“Fine. I’ll wait. We already have enough Hawks stuff to last about a week. Plus the girls are ready to socially distance pounce on you once the baby does come. I do have an important question for you?”

“Yeah?”

“When is sex off the table?” He bites his lip and Bekah shakes her head.

“Depends on how I feel and where the baby is plus you don’t want to induce labor too early.”

“Soooo.... we can still?” Jon’s eyebrows dance.

“You want to sex this up? With my swollen ankles and clothes that no longer fit...”

“You don’t need clothes for what I want to do with you.” Jon lays next to his wife and pulls her face to his. “You are beautiful.” He deepens his kiss and she moans.

“I just look fat Tae.” Bekah recoils. “Plus, I need a shower.” She moves and Jon follows.

“I’ll join you.” He pulls her body into his while walking to their shower.

“You seriously want to have sex with me?” She looks at her naked body in the mirror and over to Jon noticing he was already hard.

“Not much has changed from last week when I wore your thighs at earmuffs.” Jon turned on the shower and lead her under the water. He could physically see Bekah’s shoulders relax under the warm water. Pulling her breasts into his hands he massaged gently. “Tell me if it’s too much okay Beks” He kissed the back of her neck and his fingers found her entrance. Using the edge of the shower, Bekah pulled her leg up for easier access to her clit as Jon kissed her skin.

“Tae.” She breathed out feeling an orgasm building then she felt the baby. “Jon!” Her hand went to her stomach. “Feel.” She brought his hand to her belly and Jon felt their child kick his hand.

“Oh wow! That is maybe the coolest feeling ever.” Jon kisses Bekah and she feels his hardened cock on her back. “Does that mean we stop, because...”

“No. I want you to fuck me.” Bekah turns around and Jon pulls her body up and slides her onto his length but cannot get situated enough. “take me to be bed.” She breathed out.

“Wet?” He questioned as he pulls out.

“Yes.” She wraps her arms around him and he carries them to the bed. Laying her down carefully and pressing into her as she moves her legs to feel all of him. With just a few thrusts, Bekah’s orgasm crashes over her and she feels the baby fluttering inside. “Can I finish you off orally?” She pants.

“You don’t have to Beks. I’m fine.” She wiggled from under him and he falls onto the mattress. “Beks... really... I’m... holy fuck. Don’t stop.” Jon soon changed his mind when Bekah’s lips wrapped tight around him and he hit the back of her throat. Sliding easily up and down his length Jon breathed out his approval of her actions and quickly spilled down her throat. Bekah pops her lips and wipes her mouth as she retreats. “I have no words.” Jon huffs out and stares up at Bekah who is now rubbing her stomach.

“Now can you get up so we can change the sheets and go to bed. This momma to be is tired.” Bekah stands and Jon strips the wet bed before cuddling his wife.

With somewhat of an argument, Brynn came to Chicago as Jon entered the bubble. Jon kissed Bekah’s belly as was leaving, “You cannot make an entrance into the world until Daddy returns or Momma enters the bubble. Either way, hang out. Make sure Momma listens to Auntie Rin and cheer on the Hawks.” Jon lifts up and wraps his arms around his wife. “Tu es toujours avec moi, mes amours.” Jon kisses her then pulls away to see the tears build in her eyes. “Always with me.” Jon gives instructions to Brynn to make sure Bekah keeps to the doctor’s orders and she calls him if anything happens.

“Go kick some Oiler ass Babe!” Bekah giggles trying to contain her emotions.

“Why does he have to look so damn sexy and I cannot touch him. You know these girls are falling all over him.” Bekah watched the coverage of Jon walking into the arena while Brynn painted her toe nails.

“And that man only has eyes for you.” Brynn smiled seeing the the way Bekah contorts her face.

“Yeah, some hot ass media girl is much sexier than the fat cow he left at home.” Bekah rubs her belly that has grown to the point that she cannot see her feet.

“Sorry friend, this whole negative self talk has to be your hormones because everyone in the world knows how much that man loves you. Did you see the picture from last game? You could see your wedding picture on his lock screen.”

“Did he look that good when he left? And the way he is playing is so fucking sexy.” Bekah looks at her phone. “Sorry, baby bird. Momma will be filtering herself when you arrive next month.” Brynn laughs.

“He will call. He always does.” And like magic Bekah’s phone rings. Since entering the bubble Jon calls to talk to the baby once a day, and will call Bekah before she goes to bed and before he goes on the ice.

“There is my girl!” Jon’s voice booms out of the speaker.

“Hey Tae! Could you talk to the league and see if they could I don’t know, move your game’s start time before my bedtime?” This makes both Jon and Brynn laugh. “I watch you when I get up to pee at around 11 but I hate missing the games live.

“Sure, I’ll just call Gary myself and request a game time change.” The three laugh.

“I love you, Tae. Good luck tonight and go kick some ass.” She kisses at the phone.

“I love you, two.” He blows her a kiss and hangs up to the sounds of heaving coming from Bekah’s feet.

“Yeah, if they lose and he comes home I foresee your labor starting.”

“Rin, that would be a month early!” Bekah squeaks out.

“I call it like I see it. And that man is gonna want his wife when he returns.” Bekah covered her eyes then starts googling sex in the third trimester.

Jon was home three and a half weeks after he left for Edmonton. Brynn stayed through the week and then drove back to Ohio with the promise she would be back when Baby Toews was born. Bekah’s due date came and she was still pregnant.

“This baby is NEVER leaving.” Bekah walked the stairs for the 10th time that day.

“You’ve made it comfortable. They want to stay FOREVER.” Jon laughs while he indulges in his dessert concoction he only eats off season.

“I think I’ve tried everything but sex.” Bekah leans on the counter and presses her hips back to relive the pressure. Jon drops the spoon from his mouth.

“Well, I can fucking help with that.” He pulls Bekah’s arm and practically pushes her up the stairs. Leaning against the headboard he pats his lap. “Climb aboard the let’s meet our baby Jonny train.” He laughs and Bekah scoffs.

“Your dad jokes are just gonna get worse, aren’t they?” She removes her shorts and climbs onto Jon’s lap.

“Yup! Now, can we get rid of this?” He pulls off her old t-shirt that is stretched around her belly. “And can I play with these? I don’t think they will belong to me soon.” Jon leans up to suck in her nipple while cupping her other breast. Bekah lets go of a gasp.

“Too much.” She whispered and lifts herself up. Jon’s hands hold her helps as she lowers herself onto his length. She presses her hips forward with a sound that was both pleasure and pain. “It’s not gonna take much to make me.” “Oh good. Me either.” Jon pulls her hips forward as her belly hits his abs. He thrusts slightly up and Bekah goes to move.

“I think if we stand.” She stands to her feet and Jon comes behind her.

“Ready?” He whispered and she nods. The grunts and moans fill the room quickly. The pain of her hips and full term baby sitting on her organs was forgotten as their highs crash over them. Jon leans over and kisses her shoulder blades while he pulls out. The two stand there for a moment evening out their breaths. “Beks, did you just pee?” Jon jumps back.

“No. My water just broke.” Bekah turns and gives Jon a look. “I need to shower I cannot give birth smelling like sex.” Jon laughs.

“You do that, I’ll go load the car. Unless you need me?” He had slight panic sound in his voice that was laced with excitement. Bekah giggled as she waddled to the shower and Jon grabbed the bags out of the nursery Brynn helped finish while he was gone.

The hospital was waiting for them as they arrived. Jon started a group text to their moms, Brynn, Kelly, and Alyssa. Jon sat in the rocking chair waiting for her next contraction. “You are a rockstar you know?” Bekah looks over at him while flipping the channel on the tv. “Nothing like the movies or tv. You haven’t called me a bastard or anything.” He smirks at her.

“While I don’t plan on it... I have pushed this giant headed Toews baby out my vagina yet.” Bekah sees Jon’s Adam’s apple bob. “And for the sake of our sex life, maybe you shouldn’t watch.” Jon stands and hold her hand preparing for the next contraction. She squeezes.

“Oh no, I want to see it all. Cut the cord. And I’ll still find you sexy as hell. You are bringing our child into the world. I will be impatiently waiting for the doctor to clear you.” Bekah rolls her eyes as the doctor comes in.

“It’s go time here!” The doctor looks up and Jon and and Bekah look each other with excitement. Bringing a child into the world during a pandemic was difficult but when the moment came and it was just the two of them there was a calmness washed over them. Bekah crushed Jon’s hand and forearm pushing but he didn’t mind. When the doctor said one more for the shoulders, Jon leaned over his wife’s leg and watched the most incredible thing in the entire world. In a spilt second his world completely changed.

“Tae, is it a boy or a girl?” Bekah whispers out of breath looking at Jon’s face and the tears welling up.

“It’s a boy, Beks.” He was handed the scissors and cut the cord. The nurse patted him dry and goes to hand him to Bekah. “Daddy holds him first.” She points and the nurse places Jon’s son in his arms.

“Time of birth, 1am, September 19th.” The nurse announces.

“It’s the 19th, Jon!” Bekah looks up at Jon as he passes the baby to his wif. She holds her son to her chest and kisses his head.

“Does baby boy Toews have a name?” The doctor asks as the couple looks at each other and in unison answer...

“Lincoln.”

The End.

#What's in a name fic #WIAN #WIAN finale #tazer me 19 #love a damn blackhawk 🤦🏻‍♀️#jonathan toews #Jonathan Toews fic #j toews #happens in the 2019-2020 season

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opalmaplehibiscus · 4 years

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Handing Over the Mantle Part 2

HC of when the dorm leaders’ hand over their position to the first years au series

Savanaclaw Ver.

· On the day of graduation, Savanclaw was loud. Not “loud”, I mean LOUD

· It was THE party of wild animals, literally. The concept of decency? Who’s she? Never heard of her before

· Dorm members were skinny dipping into the water-fall pool, while others were making a ruckus as they ate at the table

· Music playing hard to the point Kalim and Jamil could’ve sworn they could hear it from their dorm, while they were holding Scarabia’s graduation banquet

· Cheering, chaos, laughter, and yelling overpowers the music as everyone celebrated graduation to the fullest

· And besides, you can’t blame them for being like this can you? They’re part of Mother Nature~

· Leona was sitting in the shade provided by the curtains, eating his 10th plate of meat as Ruggie was once again busy getting him food

· He made sure that the graduation party for his year was completely meat. Okay. Not completely since there are a few choice veggies here and there, but most of it was meat

· He didn’t even bat an eyelash when some student gets thrown over in front of his face and into the lounge’s pool as he busied himself stuffing his face with meat

· When Ruggie comes back with another heaping of meat, he huffed at Leona, talking about how Leona had never changed despite how long he stayed in school. Heck he’s still pulling off the veggies on the kebabs and eating only the meat!

· Leona grumbled at Ruggie to shut the f*** up and let him enjoy his last day in “this stupid school”, enjoying the taste of sirloin

· As Ruggie nagged at him, Leona’s attention was caught by something he didn’t expected to see

· Jack was blushing from all the attention he was getting from his seniors as they teased him how he still acted like a “baby freshman” despite him ending his second-year in NRC

· It was obvious that people started to like Jack as one of incoming-4th year slung an arm around Jack’s shoulders and ruffles his head as he promises those that were graduating, he would take good care of his kouhais

· Even though he growls, Jack’s grin betrays his words as it was obvious that he was enjoying the time he was having with them

· Looking at where Leona was looking, an exasperated smile formed on Ruggie’s lips as he sighs about how the comment he made about Leona could be applied to Jack despite how he had grown more mature compared to when he was a freshman

· To that Leona sneered, how it was exactly the opposite to what Ruggie had just said. Instead of becoming more mature or stayed the same, Jack became the dorm’s “baby pup”, wagging his tail to the seniors he respect while puffing his chest out when exerting justice

· Despite saying that, Leona’s eyes slightly softened as he looked at Jack, making Ruggie to mischievously laugh with his “shishishi~”

· Fully aware of what Ruggie was thinking about, Leona lets out a sigh of his own as he finished sucking the remaining meat juices on the bone he ate from before tossing it on his empty plate and telling Ruggie to grab Jack

· It took a few seconds for Ruggie to understand what Leona meant. When he does, he ended up whining about how he wasn’t even able to finish his 7th plate only to yell at Leona when he saw the lion walk away with his hands in his pockets

· Dragging his hands down his face, Ruggie let’s out a groan of frustration he went and grabbed Jack

· By the time Jack was dragged away from the arm-wrestling competition he was having the rest of the dorm members (he nearly broke 5 people’s arms with just his brute strength), Ruggie and him arrived at the very top of the water fall

· Leona was looking down at the dorm’s lounge, watching everyone happily smile with a blank look while Jack and Ruggie approached him

· Nervousness was all Jack felt, not used to be calling out like this by his senpai

· And it certainly didn’t help him nor Ruggie, who ended up standing still and give Leona his utmost look of respect, when Leona, unknowingly, leaks out some of his charisma

· Just looking at him from the behind reminded the two that Leona was king quality. It wasn’t even 10% of his full charisma and already the demand of utmost respect and admiration from everyone felt overwhelming to them

· When Leona snapped at Jack as to what he was doing and making him wait, Jack breaks out of his trance with the help of Ruggie, who nudged the young wolf to get the hint

· Walking towards him, Jack looked at Leona, asking what it was his soon-to-be-retired dorm leader wanted from him

· He doesn’t answer Jack before Leona roared

· Instantly the whole dorm went silent as everyone looked up towards the top of the waterfall and gave their attention to Leona

· After seeing that he had gotten everyone’s attention, Leona closed his eyes and let out another sigh

· When he opened them again, his emerald eyes glowed as he opened his mouth and starts the graduation speech

· No words or whispers were heard as Leona about Savanclaw’s history – going on about how it was a dorm based of the King of Beasts and held tremendous power compared to all the other dorms

· He goes on about how, during his years as dorm leader, they may have become 2nd however, not once did they lose their power or quality in power. They proved to him that they were powerful magicians that deserves more attention, more respect – that they deserved better compared to those Diasomnia brats

· Tears started to form in the corner of everyone’s eyes as they heard their dorm leader actually praising them for their skills and talents as Leona continued how not once did they grew weaker – they only grew smarter and stronger

· Jack and Ruggie both faltered when Leona told them not to be ashamed with what had happened last year with the Interdorm Tournament. The two were giving him reprimanding glares. Yet it only lasted a second when Leona mentioned how they still ended up being 2nd again despite the handicap they were forced to deal with

· As people started crying, Leona lifted a hand pats Jack shoulder

· The minute Jack gave Leona a questioning look, Leona announced that Jack would be the next dorm leader of Savanaclaw

· A minute passed before everyone comprehended what he had just said and collectively yelled out a questioning “huh”. And it was impressive, especially since it was harmonious.

· Jack was stuttering “senpai”, unable to even get his question past his lips as Ruggie was outrageously laughing, holding his stomach

· And it made Jack further put into a mess when Leona says “what” – as if asking his kouhai what he did wrong

· After 10 tries, Jack was finally able to ask why Leona had chosen him

· He didn’t appreciate how Leona was looking at him as if asking him if he was dense and verbally stated it

· Grumbling underneath his breath about how he couldn’t wait to get away “the dumb mutts”, he clicks his tongue and scratched the back of his head

· Giving Jack an annoyed look, Leona insulted Jack at first

· “You’re too honest to the point of being dumb”, “you’re too naïve to the point you can easily be manipulated without even you realizing it,” and so forth jabbed Jack in the heart

· At this point, Jack was persuaded that Leona wanted to teach him a lesson after having to deal with him until Leona started to point Jack’s strength

· It was obvious Leona was hating every single moment of this whole thing as he pointed out how Jack never once let go of his sense of justice, making him not only a voice of reason but also shows Jack was capable to dealing with others.

· His stubbornness showed Leona that despite all the traitorous deeds Jack had done, he was still loyal to the dorm. His greediness to become more powerful, stronger than ever before alone shows his dedication

· Sure, he may have not have the brains of a tactician yet or can communicate with others properly, but the way he cared for others makes up for it. And with a bit of training and leading, Jack wouldn’t need to worry about those

· Jack’s heart felt warm as it was his first time since he entered Savanaclaw that he had ever been praised personally by Leona. He’s more familiar with being called a “traitor to the dorm” or “baby freshman” despite him just wanting the best

· To be praised by not just any senpai, but by the senpai he had idolized – it was impossible for Jack to not tear up

· Jack gulps back the sound of a sob as he asked about Ruggie

· He points out to Leona that Ruggie was still his senior, therefore he should be getting the position of dorm leader as other dorm members voiced out their agreement to Jack’s question

· Before Leona could even open his mouth, Ruggie started to mutter

· Leona was about to say “what the hell did you say, Ruggie” until Ruggie yelled out “Are you kidding me?!?!!”

· The two tall carnivores both jumped and looked the hyena in shock as Ruggie was pulling his hair

· Pushing the lion, Ruggie was asking Jack incredulously if he was trying to make his “poor, small senpai” to suffer more?

· All the dorm members were surprised from the outburst as they listened to Ruggie ranting about how he had to take care of Leona 24/7 – babysitting him as if he was some kid

· And for him to be like that to now 100+ guys? No. Thank you. Like hell he’ll be doing that

· He wanted a break. A vacation dang it. He deserved rest

· Seeing how Ruggie was completely against himself being dorm leader to the point he was brutally roasting Leona’s habits, everyone ended up laughing while Leona gripped Ruggie’s head, threatening the smaller carnivore of the three if he dared to continue insulting him

· Once the laughter died down, Leona sighed for the 100th time

· Leona then begun to finish his speech by saying how everyone gave him headaches because of how… “simple” they were. Yet, during the few years he was dorm leader, they had became his sole pride

· Even if he was offered to transfer to another dorm for the sake of being able to nap all day and be left alone, he admitted that he would’ve decline because he didn’t want to throw away the hard work he made to push their dorm into the direction of their next Golden Age

· He turned to Jack, who ended up crying, and pushed him to the front of himself as Leona told them it was official and by everyone’s agreement that Jack is the new dorm leader

· The reality of Leona leaving them finally sunk in as everyone had their head down and cried. Some covering their face with an arm, while others just clenched their fists in attempt to hold it in

· Jack bowed down to Leona with his head down, sobbing about how he promise to continue “Leona-senpai’s” legacy by making Savanaclaw reach its peaks and reclaim their position of being #1

· On the side, Ruggie attempted to give his signature chuckles of “shishishi”s as he held in his tears and told Leona he would take good care of Jack and make him the best dorm leader after him

· Leona huffed at the site of the everyone before he reached out and ruffled both Jack and Ruggie’s head

· He gave them a smirk once he stopped and told them that he expects their dorm to beat Diasomnia in the next Interdorm Tournament then

· Gulping their sobs, both Jack and Ruggie yelled “Long live the king!” and bowed to Leona in 90°, leading to everyone to follow suit

· No matter how much Leona wanted to deny it, tears were sliding down his cheeks as he laughed and said they looked stupid doing this

· Soon enough the party resumed when Ruggie and Jack decided to push Leona down the waterfall, only to quickly run away when Leona blasted magic back at them with his pen wand

#twst #twisted wonderland #savanaclaw #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #hc #headcanon #theory

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prettyboy-parker · 5 years

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welcome to albuquerque

rancher!tony x ranch hand!peter

warnings: there’s a bj scene, daddy kink (sorry!), tony and steve are divorced, tony calls peggy a bitch

words: 3.8k

Peter practically sulks the entire way to Mr. Stark’s house.

He can’t believe his aunt is making him be a ranch hand, without pay, for the entire time he’s there.

There isn’t much to do where his aunt lives anyway, so maybe it’ll keep him entertained.

But Peter can’t help and think the opposite as he leaves his bike resting against the worn, uneven fence enclosing Mr. Stark’s property. Peter slowly walks up the dirt path to the modest sized house on the property. A wooden sign next to the steps reads “Iron Man Ranch”, and Peter snorts at the name. He warily knocks a few times on the crooked door, and it swings open.

If this is Mr. Stark, Peter’s screwed.

The man is fucking handsome, with salt and pepper hair and a goatee that matches. (What Peter would give to feel that on his thighs.) Peter’s mouth goes dry at the sight of the man’s chest, blue and white flannel unbuttoned enough to let him get a glimpse of Mr. Stark’s chest hair and cross necklace.

“What do you want?” He grunts, leaning on the frame of the door, crossing his built arms across his chest.

“Hi! I’m Peter, Peter Parker.” Peter squeaks, outstretching his hand so Mr. Stark can shake it.

He doesn’t.

“Um, okay,” Peter hums, dropping his hand. “My Aunt said you were looking for a ranch hand?”

Mr. Stark is quiet as he thinks for a moment. He cocks his head, eyes narrowing as he studies Peter silently.

“Come on in, kid.”

Mr. Stark turns and heads inside, Peter rushing after him. The house is nice, a homey vibe given off by the decor and furniture. There’s pictures of Albuquerque hanging on the dark red walls, as well as many high quality photos of horses.

“Your aunt is May Parker, right?” Mr. Stark asks, sitting down at the old kitchen table. Peter sits down as well, nervously placing his hands in his lap.

“Yup!” He responds a little too cheerily. Mr. Stark nods.

“Figured. Talks about you a lot.”

Peter feels blood rush to his cheeks and he curses at himself silently.

“Oh, really?” He breathes, tapping nervously on the painted table. Mr. Stark smirks, leaning back in his dining chair.

“Only good things. Don’t worry, kid.” The older man huffs, stroking his beard gently. “Do you ride?”

Peter’s mind goes to the wrong place, until he realizes the man is talking about horses.

“Oh, I’ve never ridden a horse before.”

Mr. Stark exhales deeply, cocking an eyebrow.

“You realize it’s a farm hand position, right?” He quips, and Peter giggles softly. Mr. Stark is smiling now, wiping his hands on his blue jeans. “It’s no big deal. I can teach you.”

Peter’s mouth goes dry at the thought of Mr. Stark teaching him how to ride a horse.

“That would be super cool.” Peter replies.

“Tomorrow, 6 am.” Mr. Stark says with a smile, stretching out his hand.

They shake on it.

☀️🐴☀️

The midsummer air is dry on the bike down to Iron Man Ranch.

Peter thought summer was for sleeping in, notgetting up at 5 to tend to some cows. He’s lucky that Mr. Stark is very attractive, giving him some form of better entertainment throughout the day.

As the brunette slowly approaches the ranch, he spots Mr. Stark by the front of the fence, petting a pretty dappled horse. He spots Peter and waves him over.

“Mornin’, Pete.” He calls out as the younger jogs over. Peter’s heart skips a beat at the nickname.

“Good morning, Mr. Stark,” He chirps, coming to a slow walk as he shuts the gate to the fence surrounding the field. Mr. Stark just purses his lips, scratching his horse behind her ear.

She paws at the ground happily, the early morning sun glistening off her white and grey fur.

“This is Friday, my best girl.” Tony pats Friday’s flank affectionately. “You won’t be riding her, or Jarvis over there, but they need to graze.”

Peter looks over to where a chocolate colored horse is eating the grass farther away.

“She’s beautiful, Mr. Stark,” Peter hums, raising a gentle hand to scratch her neck. Mr. Stark smirks proudly, cowboy hat tipped slightly in front of his eyes.

“Let’s teach you to ride, kid.”

Peter follows Mr. Stark into the stables, nose scrunching at the smell of fresh manure.

“After we do this, you get to clean up the shit.” Mr. Stark quips as Peter steers clear of a muddy puddle.

He knows he’s not joking.

“That is what I signed up for,” Peter replies, but his voice catches in his throat when the come to the last stable.

The horse inside is gorgeous, with sparkling brown eyes and a buckskin coat.

“Edith, my American Quarter. She’s a real sweetheart. Got her from a rescue in Las Cruces.” Mr. Stark says fondly, giving Edith an affectionate scratch on the cheek. Peter holds his hand out so she can sniff it, and she does, giving him a lick. Peter giggles, petting her neck.

“We’ll get her saddled up, and I’ll teach you, yeah?”

Peter nods and listens patiently as Mr. Stark shows him how to put all the equipment on Edith. It’s... a lot, and Peter knows it’s going to take him more than a couple tries to get everything right.

“Okay,” Mr. Stark huffs, guiding Edith to stand in front of the wooden block steps. “You’re going to step up on the mounting block, put your right foot in that stirrup, then swing your left leg around.”

Peter somehow mounts the horse with ease, probably due to years of gymnastics.

“Good Job, Pete,” Mr. Stark praises, and holy fucking shit, his hand is on Peter’s thigh as he nudges the mounting block out of the way. The younger boy’s heart starts to speed up and he takes a deep breath to calm himself down.

“You’re going to hold the reigns in two fists,” Mr. Stark instructs, and slides his hand over his thigh and dangerously close to his crotch. The older man grasps the reigns like he explained, and Peter nods, in a slight daze. Mr. Stark guides the reigns to Peter’s hands, and the younger grasps the leather in both his fists.

“Perfect, perfect.” Mr. Stark compliments, calloused hand resting on Peter’s thigh again. The younger boy has to will his growing erection away, blushing furiously.

“Now squeeze her sides to get her to walk. Pull the reigns left to go left, right to go right.”

Peter does as Mr. Stark says, and Edith starts walking slowly. A grin erupts on Peter’s face as he gently steers Edith away from the fence.

“Wonderful, sweetheart. You’re a natural.”

Peter’s Brain short-circuits at the nickname.

Soon, with Mr. Stark’s encouraging words, he’s able to trot around the enclosure.

☀️🐴☀️

Being a ranch hand gets better and better.

It’s a lot of work, tending to the cattle and chickens and sheep, but he ends up putting on a bit of muscle. He just rides Edith everywhere, so there’s less walking involved. He passes Mr. Stark every so often, waving bashfully as the older man nods curtly. He even invites Peter to stay for lemonade and cookies in the afternoon. Mr. Stark is so funny and sweet, and Peter tries not to think to hard about lingering touches the older man gives him.

“We’re going to go riding today, kid.” Mr. Stark tells him when he enters the stables early Friday morning. Peter blinks a few times, since Mr. Stark tends not to mix up their schedule too much.

“Oh, um, where?” Peter asks as he watches Mr. Stark secure the leather saddle onto Edith. Jarvis stands a few paces away, bare except for reigns. Peter had to keep a straight face the first time Mr. Stark explained that he rides his horses bareback. (He tried not to think about how he wants to ride Mr. Stark bare back.)

“There’s a couple of trails in the forest back there. I’ve packed some snacks and lemonade.” He hums, scratching Edith’s neck once he’s done saddling her up. “Hop on and follow me.”

They do just that, Mr. Stark taking the lead as Peter follows out of the enclosure. There’s a cool breeze as they trot through the woods, birds chirping and leaves rustling. Mr. Stark yells out instructions or encouragement ever so often. The sound of running water grows louder as they travel on the path, and eventually it gives way to a clearing.

And a waterfall.

“I like to take the horses here to rest while we ride. I also like to take a dip myself.” Mr. Stark shouts over the water as he slips off Jarvis. Peter does the same, stretching his legs.

“I didn’t bring my suit!” He giggles as Mr. Stark ties both Edith and Jarvis to a tree.

“I don’t mind,” Mr Stark quips, winking at Peter. The younger boy’s face heats up as Mr. Stark takes off his cowboy hat, running his hand through his greying hair.

“You can swim in your boxers, but I don’t recommend riding back with wet underwear.” He laughs, unbuttoning his flannel print shirt. “Chafing’s a bitch.”

Peter tries not to watch Mr. Stark as he takes off his shirt, but it’s really fucking hard not to. He’s all working muscle, with a deep tan from working under the Albuquerque sun. Peter tears his eyes away when they drift down at the dark hair by his navel.

He busies himself with taking off his own burgundy t-shirt, shimmying out of his skinny blue jeans. Peter debates keeping his briefs on, but ultimately decides fuck it.

When he turns back around, naked, he has to bite his lip to stop himself from, moaning or some shit.

Mr. Stark is even more attractive naked, with muscular thighs that could crush Peter if he wanted to. Not to mention he’s fucking hung, even when soft. Peter has to tear his eyes away from the older man’s dick, blushing furiously.

Mr. Stark grins and wades into the water, far enough that the water is up to his chest.

“Come in, Pete!” He shouts, and Peter does, only because he doesn’t want to be exposed in the middle of the forest. The water is really fucking cold, but after riding in long sleeves and pants, it at least feels a little nice.

“Feel good on your muscles?” Mr. Stark asks, and Peter groans in response.

“My neck aches really bad.” Peter complains, water rushing down his chest as he sits up in the creek. Mr. Stark floats over to him, placing his cold hands on his shoulders. Peter’s breath catches in his throat and Mr. Stark needs the knot in his neck.

“I’ve been told I give good massages.” Mr. Stark hums, and a small moan escapes Peter’s lips. Not thinking straight, he looks back at Mr. Stark and rests his head on his wet chest. He’s handsome up close, with his deep smile lines and freckles from the sun. Peter’s lips part, and Mr. Stark leans closer, and-

They’re kissing.

His lips are warm and soft and perfect. The older man tastes like granola and lemonade, the lemonade he drinks like it’s whisky. Peter turns his body so he can cup Mr. Stark’s stubbled jaw in his small palm. Mr. Stark’s large, rough hands rest on the small of Peter’s back, lightly stroking the soft skin. Peter hums happily and leans into the kiss, gently grasping at the bottom of Mr. Stark’s wet hair.

“Mr. Stark,” Peter breathes when the pull away, catching their breath.

“It’s Tony, honey.” The older man mutters softly, wiping a bead of water away from the corner of Peter’s mouth.

“Tony,” The younger breathes, kissing him again.

☀️🐴☀️

“Steve, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

Peter looks down at at the bead of moisture running down the side of his glass. The muffled voice speaks again, and Tony rubs the bridge of his nose.

“It’s not fair. You know that. I don’t give a fuck what Peggy wants, she’s not her fucking mother.”

There’s a shout from the phone and even though the caller isn’t even in the room, Peter feels awkward.

“Whatever. But I’ll tell you this, you’re not cutting my holiday visits short.” Tony huffs, hanging up the phone. He stays silent for a second, before banging his fist on the kitchen counter. Peter jumps, but gets up hastily so he can wrap his lean arms around Tony’s thick torso. The older man sighs deeply, pressing a kiss to the top of Peter’s mop of chestnut curls.

“You okay?” He asks, looking up at Tony’s upset face.

“Yeah,” He breathes, brushing a curl away from Peter’s face with a thick finger. “My ass of an ex-husband is cutting my daughter’s visit short for some vacation.”

Peter’s breath catches in his throat.

Ex-husband?

“You were married?” He asks, hand pressed against Tony’s chest. His head spins at the though of a wedding band around the older man’s finger.

“Yeah. He was cheating on me towards the end of our marriage.” Tony tells him, peppering kisses on the younger’s cheek. Peter giggles, running his finger along Tony’s jaw.

“Peggy?” Peter offers, cocking his head. Tony throws his head back and laughs.

“That’s the bitch.”

Peter pokes Tony in the side.

“But you have a daughter? Is she as cute as you?” Peter jokes, slipping his hands into the back pockets of Tony’s jeans.

“You’re hilarious. I’d say she’s cuter.” Tony quips, poking one of Peter’s dimples. “Morgan Stark-Rogers. My little girl.”

Peter feels warm as he listens to Tony talk about his daughter. It’s clear he really loves her, one of the few people who can wipe the usual scowl off his face.

Tony reaches for his phone, unlocking it and pulling up a picture of Morgan. She’s beaming at the camera, next to a dark brown lab that’s missing one leg.

“That’s her dog Bucky. He’s a bit of a moron.”

Peter rolls his eyes, nuzzling into Tony’s chest more.

“He’s cute. Hush.” He scolds. “Besides, I want to hear about Morgan.”

☀️🐴☀️

The days go by blissfully.

He spends more and more time at Tony’s, telling Aunt May that some of the cows have reoccurring health problems, but he really spends most of his time languidly making out with Tony. They never go too far, much to Peter’s disappointment. Tony always stops him if he starts getting too enthusiastic, directing his attention to the movie or show playing on the T.V.

It’s nice, though.

His aunt always makes him stay home on Saturdays, wanting family time, but instead of hanging out with her he’s usually grocery shopping.

He’s standing in front of the shelves of pasta trying to decide between linguini and fettuccine, when a familiar voice speaks up over the squeaking of wheels.

“Peter, baby!”

Tony stands behind his ugly green cart, smiling wide. He lightly grasps Peter’s bicep, pulling the younger in for a quick kiss.

“Hi, Tony.” He says bashfully, placing the box of linguini in his basket. Peter can’t help but graze his eyes over Tony’s body, because he’s in a tank top that shows off his tanned, scarred arms perfectly.

“Daddy! Daddy! I found them!”

A little girl bounds down the aisle, hot pink package in her tiny hands.

Morgan.

“That’s awesome!” Tony replies, watching as Morgan tosses the iced animal crackers into the cart. Peter can’t help but smile at the two. Tony seems so happy when he’s around his daughter.

“Morgan, this is my ranch hand, Peter.”

Morgan clutches onto Tony’s jean-clad calf, peering at Peter with big brown eyes.

“Hi Morgan! Your daddy has told me so much about you.” Peter says happily, squatting down so he’s at eye level with the little girl. Tony tenses up at Peter’s voice, and oh, he had no idea that’s something he’s into.

“It’s time to go get our vegetables, Little Miss.” Tony hums, and Morgan groans, but skips down the aisle in her pink flip flops. Peter stands up, smiling, but Tony pulls him back by his jean pocket.

“You better be coming over tonight, sweetheart.” He growls into Peter’s ear, making the younger blush all over. Tony nips at his earlobe before walking after his daughter.

Peter stands at the end of the aisle, shocked, with a basket of linguini and Ragu.

☀️🐴☀️

“Tony, Tony, below the collar.”

The older man nods and latches his lips onto Peter’s collarbone, sucking at the silky smooth skin. Peter lets out a soft whimper, threading his finger’s through Tony’s greying locks.

“God, you’re so hot Pete, fuck. Should’ve done this earlier.” Tony groans, calloused hands sliding under Peter’s MIT t-shirt, squeezing his hips so tight there will be bruises tomorrow morning. Peter whines, desperately grinding his hips down onto Tony’s crotch.

“Daddy,” Peter moans quietly right in Tony’s ear, grinning when he hears the other man’s breath catch in his throat.

“Baby, I need to get my mouth on you right now.”He grunts, lifting Peter up off of his lap like he weighs nothing. The younger boy shakes his head, slightly sweaty curls bouncing around.

“Wanna suck you off, daddy,” He purrs, pressing lazy kisses to Tony’s sharp jawline. He bites his lip and throws his head back.

“On your knees, sweetheart.”

Peter obeys, situating himself between Tony’s legs. The silver fox looks like a fucking god, legs spread as he rubs his growing bulge through his jeans, gazing down at Peter with arousal-clouded eyes.

Peter giggles and rubs his hands up and down Tony’s thighs.

“You’ve ever sucked cock before, baby boy?” Tony asks, gently running his thumb over the corner of Peter’s mouth. He nods, eagerly grasping at the button of Tony’s Levi’s.

“Hm. Naughty.” Tony hums, squeezing Peter’s neck gently. “Do those college boys make you feel good?”

“No, not as good as you can, daddy.” Peter whimpers, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the front of Tony’s jeans. The older man hisses, hurriedly yanking down his zipper, and pushes his pants down to his thighs. There’s a noticeable bulge in the front of his navy blue American Eagle boxers.

Trendy.

Peter kneads his cock a few times before pulling it out of his boxers. His mouth waters as the older man’s cock stands at half mast, flushed a dark angry red, a thick vein on the underside of the it.

“Think it’ll fit, baby?” Tony chuckles, stroking the young boy’s cheek.

“Maybe with a little struggle.” Peter says with a wink, pressing a few kisses to the hot skin. The erection jumps, and Tony groans as Peter chases it with his tongue. He starts sucking softly on the slick head, massaging Tony’s heavy balls.

“Love your mouth, Pete.” He moans, gripping Peter’s curls in his hands. Peter eases a few inches more into his mouth, relaxing his throat to the best of his ability. Tony bucks his hips up involuntary, causing Peter’s eyes to sting with tears.

“You taste so good, daddy.” Peter moans, pumping his wrist up and down. Tony exhales deeply, gripping the side of the couch with a death grip.

“Get your mouth back on me, baby, daddy’s close.”

Peter smirks and strokes Tony’s cock slower.

“Losing your stamina, old man?” He teases, squeezing the base of Tony’s dick. His own cock throbs with need, but he wants to get his daddy off first.

“Fuck you, Pete. I can last until the morning, you’re just so fuckin’ hot.”

Pleased with his answer, Peter takes Tony’s cock as far as he can, breathing in the musky scent of his neatly trimmed pubic hair. He starts moving his head, loud, slick noises cutting through his arousal filled brain.

“Ah, honey,” Tony groans, and his hips buck up once, then twice, before he shoots his load down Peter’s throat. The younger boy swallows, pulling off of Tony’s cock with a loud pop.

“Get up here, baby, come fuck into my fist.”

Peter moans as he shimmies out of his jeans, then briefs, small pink cock smacking against his stomach. He scrambles onto Tony’s lap, humping his thighs as he spits into his hand.

“Come on, pretty boy, get yourself off.” Tony hums, making a tight circle with his hands. Peter whimpers and tries to slip his hard length into Tony’s fist, but misses on the first try. Tony helps him out, and Peter starts humping into his fist.

“Peter, come on, you can do it, come for daddy.”

Peter comes with a cry, gripping onto Tony’s broad shoulders.

“Tony, Tony,” He whines, his now soft cock pressing uncomfortably against the other’s hot skin.

“You did so good for me Peter, so good.”

Peter smiles, breathlessly.

☀️🐴☀️

“Peter! Peter! Peter! Look at the unicorn!”

Peter laughs as Morgan pulls on his hand, pointing her chubby finger at the giant pink unicorn stuffed animal.

“I see it, Morg.” Peter tells her, bright neon carnival lights bouncing off his skin. Tony’s hand rests on the small of his back, thumbing at the cloth of his sweatshirt. (Well, it’s actually Tony’s old MIT sweatshirt, but he likes to think it’s his now.)

“Daddy, can I get it?” Morgan pleads, eyeing the clown water game.

“Morguna, honey, you already have a unicorn.” Tony says softly, gesturing to the smaller purple unicorn tucked under her arm.

“But-“

“Morgan.”

Morgan pouts and looks at Peter.

“How about we go on the Ferris Wheel?” Peter offers, trying to steer clear of meltdown. Morgan lights up, and Tony lets out a breath.

“That was close,” Tony mumbles as the maneuver their way through the Fourth of July crowd. He was surprised when Tony invited him to take Morgan to the festival, hell, even the girl wanted Peter to go too.

Morgan practically shoves the 6 tickets into the ride operator’s hand. The teenager rolls his eyes and swings open the gate, Morgan clambering in, then Tony, then Peter.

She’s practically vibrating with excitement, swinging her tiny little legs as Tony not-so-subtly slips his arm around Peter’s shoulder. The ride starts with a lurch, and Morgan squeals happily.

The field sparkles with the lights of the endless rides and games, the people all mushing together into one big blob. The air is cool at the top, stars twinkling in the inky sky.

Tony’s rubbing his thumb down Peter’s neck, and it takes a few moments for Peter to realize he’s staring at him.

Lovingly?

“Daddy, is Peter like Papa? You used to look at Papa like that.”

Peter freezes and Tony tenses up. The older man’s eyes glaze with moisture, and he swallows thickly.

“Yeah baby, Peter, well, I don’t want Peter to leave this time.” He croaks, smiling softly at the younger.

Peter leans over and holds him tight.

☀️🐴☀️

You Are Now Leaving

Albuquerque

Come Back Soon!

#starker #starker mood board #ironspider #tony x peter #lyn knows nothing about horses #my writing #ranch au

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lady-of-glass-and-bone · 4 years

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Okay, I need help. Again.

I have yet again, forgotten the name of a horror movie I watched not too long ago and can't find it in my watch history. So if anyone recognizes the description, please help a dumb bitch out.

It's about a girl who goes to prom and wants to have the perfect experience and afterwards her drunk boyfriend acts like a dick in the limo so she ditches him to go to some abandoned building with another group of people. They walk through the woods, take some shrooms, find the building and run into a duo planning on sacrificing some chick and a goat to Satan and rescue a the goat before leaving the building via some tunnel or sewer system and it gets really trippy from there, they get lost in the woods(again) and find a waterfall and skinny dip (or maybe they hallucinate that part?). She sleeps with this cute guy who she's been kind 👀 the whole time and who is so much nicer/better for her than her ex and it ends with them all waking up like 'wtf?' and walking out through the woods and seeing the highway not that far away.

So maybe a mix of horror and indie genre? It's not new but definitely made after 2010. Possibly.

Comment if you have any suggestions, please and thank you!

#horror #horror movies #tumblr help me #help me #i can't remember #duck did it

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particularemu · 4 years

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WIP Update #3

Okay so It’s been a while since I’ve done one of these, and I thought I’d give you guys an update considering I haven’t been writing lately because I feel like death.

I’m going to try and write some tonight, but I can’t promise anything. I’ve been super sick.

Right now, here’s what I’m working on. What are you looking forward to seeing?

SCENARIOS

1. Since You’ve Been Gone | A Hwang Hyunjin Scenario

— After waking up, Hyunjin can’t help but wonder where you were. Wait… Why did his head hurt so bad?

CURRENTLY: Ready to Post

2. Seungmin Kinks {REQUESTED}

— A list of kinks for Kim Seungmin

CURRENTLY: Ready to Post

3. Midnight Farewell | A Kim Woojin Scenario {REQUESTED}

— Woojin had been missing for a while, but he comes to say farewell. You can’t help but wonder if you were dreaming, or if he really did come to say goodbye.

CURRENTLY: Ready to Post

4. NSFW Alphabet | Lee Minho/Lee Know

— A-Z smut headcannons of Lee Minho. Complete with short lil blurbs so the headcannons aren’t boring.

CURRENTLY: Stuck for no reason in particular. I haven’t touched this one in a while.

5. Paint Drips and Chocolate Chips | A Hwang Hyunjin Scenario

— Being a virgin who’s less than perfect is extremely stressful when you have the most beautiful man in the world as your boyfriend. Will Hyunjin be able to give you confidence?

CURRENTLY: Writing draft numero uno

6. The Purple Giraffe | A Seo Changbin Scenario

— One giraffe, one man, one impossible amusement park game. Will Changbin be able to win the rigged game? Or will he have to find another way?

Note: This summary is shit, but the fic is cute so stay tuned.

CURRENTLY: Stuck. I haven’t been in the mood to write something amusement park-y and I’ve never been to one so this one has been a toughy

7. The 5 Stages of Grief | A Bang Chan Scenario

— After losing a friend, you were completely distraught. So you decided to do what was best and call your boyfriend to help you through it.

CURRENTLY: Re-writing the damn thing. The first plot was garbage.

8. Brokenhearted | A Lee Minho Scenario {REQUESTED}

— Being in love with your best friend was pure torture — especially when you’ve already confessed in the past. You tried to suppress your feelings, but one day they were too difficult to handle. Will this time be different? Or will he still not feel the same way?

CURRENTLY: Working on draft 3

9. All That Was Lost | A Han Jisung Scenario {REQUESTED}

— After a tragic loss, you avoided confiding in Jisung. Eventually the truth was impossible to hide. Will Sungie be mad? You just hope he’d understand.

CURRENTLY: Stuck, but trying to push through to draft 1

10. You're Okay | A Han Jisung Scenario

— Out of nowhere, Jisung experiences some mad anxiety. He doesn’t feel like talking to the boys, actually, he doesn’t feel like talking to you either. All he knows is that he wants you next to him to help him move past this anxiety episode.

Note: I created this when we first heard about Sungie and his anxiety, but naturally I wrote a paragraph and LEFT IT FOR MONTHS smh.

CURRENTLY: Stuck, but trying to push through to draft 3

11. NSFW Alphabet | Hwang Hyunjin

— A-Z smut headcannons of Hwang Hyunjin. Complete with short lil blurbs after each letter to add a lil somethin somethin to the headcannons.

CURRENTLY: Finishing up the last few blurbs and regretting the decision to add blurbs

12. Roommates | A Hwang Hyunjin Scenario {REQUESTED}

— Hyunjin fell in love with his roommate out of the blue one day, and instead of keeping it to himself, he decided to tell you. What happens when his sweet little roommate confesses she’s been craving him since Day 1?

CURRENTLY: Stuck, but trying to push forward to draft 2

13. Ace of Spades | A Han Jisung Scenario {REQUESTED}

— Jisung tried to keep the mafia life away from his wife and child. When his sweet little daughter gets kidnapped, he goes through hell to try and get her back. Will he find her? Or is it too late?

CURRENTLY: Stuck, but trying to push on to draft 1

14. Soft For You | A Lee Minho/Lee Know Scenario

— Minho noticed your mood drop over the past few weeks. Naturally he tries everything he can to make you feel better, including a ton of chocolate and a shoulder to cry on.

CURRENTLY: Outlining

15. Firsts | A Seo Changbin Scenario {REQUESTED}

— After months of gathering courage, you finally approach your boyfriend about having sex for the first time.

CURRENTLY: Outlining

16. Freckles | A Lee Felix Scenario {REQUESTED}

— You always loved Felix’s freckles. After a passionate love-making session you decided to count them all. How many freckles does Felix actually have?

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 1

17. Bruised | A Lee Felix Scenario {REQUESTED}

— Felix comes home to a ransacked apartment and blood on the floor. His first instinct is to rush out the door and find you. Will you be okay? Or will he find himself alone?

CURRENTLY: Stuck, but trying to finish the damn thing

18. Smoke Filled Room | A Seo Changbin Scenario

— Your best friend drags you to a party to help you get over a horrible breakup. What happens when she introduces you to a short little man with a husky voice and a kind personality?

CURRENTLY: Stuck and struggling with the party scene atm

19. That Special Kind of Love | A Bang Chan Scenario {REQUESTED}

— You and Chan have been best friends for years. One day, you hopped in his bed and cuddled with him. What happens when his mom congratulates you guys on your new relationship?

CURRENTLY: Stuck af, not sold on the plot, passive aggressively editing

20. I Hate Everything About You | A Hwang Hyunjin Scenario {REQUESTED}

— You absolutely hated Hwang Hyunjin and his perfect hair and his perfect face. Okay, so you would like Hyunjin if he didn’t feel the need to bicker with you 24/7. After a heated argument, things go too far. What happens when you wake up in his bed the next morning?

CURRENTLY: Plotting the fuck outta that shit and excited to work on it

21. Chokehold | A Lee Know/Lee Minho Scenario

— After talking to your boyfriend about a certain kink you had, the two of you decided to try it out.

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 1

22. Needy | A Han Jisung Scenario {REQUESTED}

— Having an idol boyfriend was no easy feat. You had to deal with him being gone months at a time. As soon as your boyfriend shows up at your door, you practically shove him to your bed, eager to be close to him after all those months away.

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

23. Sweet Little Lies | A Han Jisung Scenario {REQUESTED}

— After overhearing your boyfriend talk about you to his friends, you two end up in a small fight. You were hurt by the degrading things he said, and he felt horrible for hurting you. Will y’all be able to figure that shit out? Yes… Yes you will.

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

24. Best In The Show | A Bang Chan Scenario {REQUESTED}

— Seeing Chan in his low-cut performance outfit made you hornier than you expected. Instead of being rational and waiting, you pull your boyfriend into a closet and hope he fucks you senseless.

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

25. Standing Ovation | A Hwang Hyunjin and Kim Seungmin Scenario {REQUESTED}

— You and your boyfriends decide to try public sex for your next camming session. Where would be the perfect place? A hotel hot springs of course!

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

26. A Friend in Need | A Lee Felix Scenario {REQUESTED}

— After a hopeless break-up, you decide that you need to get laid. Felix convinces you that being Friends with Benefits is a better idea, but he tells you that he doesn’t want you falling in love with him. Too bad you were in love with him from the start.

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

27. Skinny Dipping | A Hwang Hyunjin Scenario {REQUESTED}

— After hearing that your boyfriend has never been camping, you decide to take him on a camping trip near your hometown. The two of you hike over to a secluded lake, admiring the small waterfall. Has your boyfriend ever been skinny dipping? No. Are you about to force him to? Of course :3

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

SERIES

28. Stray Kids Pornstar Series | Kim Woojin | Brat Tamer

— Oh how you loved acting up when Woojin was in charge. You couldn’t help yourself. He was so fun to tease. Well… until you ended up over his lap, receiving your punishment for being such a brat.

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 1

29. Stray Kids Pornstar Series | Bang Chan | Daddy Kink

— You never really had a daddy kink until you met Chan. Now all you wanted was to bend down on your knees and do all the dirty things daddy wanted.

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 1

30. Stray Kids Pornstar Series | Lee Minho/Lee Know | Extreme Bondage + Overstimulation

— Lee Minho was a sadist. Sucking dick was difficult when the fucker kept turning up the setting on the vibrator. How many orgasms would it take for you to get Minho to cum?

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 1

31. Stray Kids Pornstar Series | Seo Changbin | Deepthroating + Humiliation

— You’ve always loved taking cocks in your mouth, but there’s nothing better than being forced to gag on this sexy man’s cock.

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

32. Stray Kids Pornstar Series | Hwang Hyunjin | Pegging + Overstimulation

— You’ve never met a subby boy in your entire life, yet here he was, Hwang Hyunjin in his glory, waiting for you to ruin him. You couldn’t deny his request. After all, he asked nicely like a good boy.

I’m cringing at my own descriptions ugh.

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

33. Stray Kids Pornstar Series | Han Jisung: Exhibitionism + Threesome {Featuring Lee Minho}

— You’ve always wanted to be ruined in front of a group of people. Han Jisung gives you your wish. Wait… What’s Minho doing?

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

34. Stray Kids Pornstar Series | Lee Felix | Orgasm Control + Toys + Bondage + Wax Play + Sensory Deprivation

— Lee Felix is a tease. You can’t help but keen at the torturous pleasure he brings. If only you could see him as he ruins you.

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

35. Stray Kids Pornstar Series | Kim Seungmin: Shibari

— Kim Seungmin is an expert at Shibari, and you’re his next victim. The boy knows exactly how to tie you up and subdue you until you’re a sobbing mess. Too bad you can’t move your arms!

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

36. Stray Kids Pornstar Series | Yang Jeongin | Amateur <---- I’m still not sold on creating this.

— Jeongin is brand new to the industry and needs some help during his first scene. Looks like it’s your turn to take the lead!

CURRENTLY: Plotting and outlining

37. Insanity | A Hwang Hyunjin Series Part 4

— Sorry! To keep the plot a surprise I’m not going to provide descriptions for each Insanity part

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 2

38. Insanity | A Hwang Hyunjin Series Part 5

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 2

39. Insanity | A Hwang Hyunjin Series Part 6

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 1

40. Insanity | A Hwang Hyunjin Series Part 7

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 1

41. Insanity | A Hwang Hyunjin Series Part 8

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 1

42. Insanity | A Hwang Hyunjin Series Part 9

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 1

43. Insanity | A Hwang Hyunjin Series Part 10

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 1

44. Insanity | A Hwang Hyunjin Series Epilogue

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 4

45. War Amongst The Living | A Hwang Hyunjin Series

— The world has gone to hell. Your companion Asher left you to die. What happens when an ebony-haired man comes to your rescue?

CURRENTLY: Writing draft 2

#issa lot #wip update 3

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god free! is such a dumb goofy series i love it like shit gets real sometimes but when it comes down to it it’s just a bunch of dumb goofy teens living their lives together?? i have compiled a list of my favorite examples from s1

makoto: *enters haru’s house uninvited, walks right into the bathroom while haru’s in the bath, presumably naked* hey haru: ....................................hey LIKe he just.... Accepts that this is happening, theres like a solid like 2 seconds of him just staring at makoto like he’s debating within himself whether to Say It or not before almost tangibly going “fuck it” & just going along w/ it*

haru & makoto & nagisa going “is it really okay to dig up our old trophy if rin isn’t here? idk it just feels wrong w/o him” only to find out that rin not only beat them there but also fucking just went ahead and dug it up by himself hfjdkjgd

haru having some kind of sixth sense for sugar apparently??? when nagisa throws “salt” on them he like tenses up all dramatic & goes “this isnt salt........................ it’s sugar” like ok????? just gonna let that one go i guess

rin having sharp teeth for absolutely no fucking reason

haru & rin not noticing the fucking pool they're about to race in is empty????

haru straight up rejecting their encounter with rin & trying to convince himself they all hallucinated him like huh? what? rin?? haha impossible he’s in australia there’s no way he couldve been at the swim club last night. no theres no such thing as airplanes he’s gone forever. yes im sure

rin going back to the old swim club again bc the first time his melodramatic brooding was interrupted by those old elementary school Goons showing up so he needed a do-over

nagisa skinny dipping in samezuka’s pool??? an apparently prestigious competitive swimming powerhouse that trains up future professional gold medalists, reigning champions of interhigh swim meets near and far in that same water & nagisa just jumps the fuck in dick out no fucks to give whatsoever???? this bitch

haru literally only showing up to both the old swim club and samezuka academy for the pools, it’s literally the equivalent of college students showing up to any given event for free food (and the fact that they had to break in both times, these Rowdy-Ass Teens)

rin showing up just in time to interrupt their illicit pool activities bc he Sensed Them

haru wearing his swimsuit under his clothes literally everywhere despite reportedly not having actually swum since middle school (except for in the ocean during summer, but it’s like the middle of spring rn?? is he just doing this in way advanced preparation? is this the equivalent of people who start posting abt halloween in july)

gou showing up to haru’s house bc apparently she just Knows where he lives (also haru hearing the doorbell & immediately submerging his head in the bath bc he’d rather drown than have to answer the door #relatable)

rei calling haru “haru-chan-san” upon first meeting him bc “haru-chan” is what nagisa has been referring to him as so that’s his sole point of reference but he also has to add his own honorific too bc come on

haru being instantly pissed at this random new fuck for calling him not only -chan, his Least favorite honorific, but now -san on top of it too??? Outrageous (and this is the same guy who reportedly “hates water,” a completely unacceptable sentiment that should under no circumstances be allowed anywhere near their team in the first place- honestly from haru’s pov it’s like “oh so this is the guy who hates water huh, this hot shit” & then the hot shit’s all “you must be haru-chan-san” he probably just immediately sees red ghdjsjf)

nagisa’s whole “we need this guy bc he has a girly name just like us it’s fate” thing even tho rei’s already in the track club doing pole vaulting that he’s obviously been training v hard to be able to do is such a stupid anime bullshit motivation & my favorite part of it is that their plan for recruiting him basically amounts to the whole gang of idiots showing up to all of rei’s practices and staring at him intensely from the corner until he joins them, like,,,, think of this from rei’s perspective he’s just minding his own business trying to perfect pole vaulting & these fuckers have fixated on him for no apparent reason? he can’t even swim???

rei going so far out of his way to avoid admitting to nagisa that he can’t swim that he comes up with this bullshit philosophy about “humans evolved from the water so why would we regress and get back into it??? Checkmate y’all are fucking idiots now leave me alone” (& also the effort & passion he puts into the delivery, the overdramatic gesturing hfhhddjf rei are u sure u don’t actually belong in the drama club)

after all that, rei up and deciding to leave the track team (even tho he literally structured his daily schedule around it, went running in the mornings & everything, read books n shit) to join the swim club bc haru just looked really, really cool while swimming that one time

haru legitimately having a hard time choosing between like 5 of the exact same swim suit

when they’re trying to figure out why rei can’t swim & haru’s like “the water doesn’t like him” & nagisa’s immediately like “poor rei-chan :(” like hfkglfkj he just Accepts

rei being so frustrated with his inability to swim that he blames it on his speedo & is very convinced that buying a new one will somehow solve all of his problems (& everyone else just going along w/ it like ok i guess it’s time to go swimsuit shopping then)

haru, the owner of the previously mentioned 5 identical swimsuits, joining in with everyone else to go shopping for even more swimsuits, and picking out another one that looks just fucking like the other 5 he already has

nagisa being told that he can’t put their ugly-ass bird mascot on the swim team uniform so he puts “secret iwatobi-chan” on the back of the shirt that will be hidden beneath the jacket as if that’s not Blatantly what he was told not to do (also the fact that anyone entrusted the handling of the uniforms to nagisa, the exact kind of person who would do exactly that kind of thing)

(ok this one isnt rly goofy but haru just bit his ice cream & im so intimidated rn??)

rin’s fucking 6th sense for haru again???? “smells like mackerel”????? i truly cannot handle this one (haru & company are looking in at samezuka’s practice through the window & rin’s just like “HUH what the fuck is that who’s there i smell Mackerel” like????? oh my fucking god)

amakata “we don’t have enough money for a training camp” miho renting herself and gou a room at a lodge on the beach?????? power move

this goddamn show having a fun ~spooky~ haunted house adventure right after everyone almost fucking Died

haru’s story about his “first love” being about a fucking waterfall igmgkdjkg

rin jogging on the beach the next morning & stopping by the tents like “who r these fuckin dumbasses camping right on the shoreline” & then he turns around and there’s haru & his band of swimming idiots

rin waiting in the hallway at the interhigh in case haru comes by so he can casually get up & have a Cool And Dramatic confrontation w/ him where he brags how he’s gonna beat him in their upcoming race (which, even better, he purposely entered himself at a lower skill level to be able to do while probably his whole team went “uhhhh are u sure abt this lmao we’re kind of trying to be the best here” & hes just like “yeah yeah its fine it’s gonna be so fucking cool just wait”)

haru apparently also having a Rin Sense where he just Feels that rin is there, watching him about to swim (although now that i think about it that bright red hair is probably a fuckin beacon, i bet literally everyone looked over at him the second he stepped out of that doorway- that and the massive aura of Teen Angst surrounding him at all times)

the whole thing with nagisa & rei’s operation at the summer festival to keep haru from seeing rin? first of all is v cute but they get so into it fjdhgkdj fucking dumb cute kids playing secret detective mission texting each other Classified Intel about the location of their targets while also trying to hide it from haru & makoto (who eventually find out bc nagisa is literally the worst liar ever while also already being the most suspect little shit out of all of them by nature)

rei getting so caught up in the detective shit that he ends up following rin out of the festival entirely & into town where the purpose of his pursuit in the first place is irrelevant bc haru’s not gonna suddenly happen upon rin at the elementary school?? rei is such a nosy bitch i love him

rei being such a nosy bitch that he inadvertently fixes the emotional turmoil that has been building between rin & the others unresolved for years

rin texting gou to get rei’s number bc he needs to have a Serious and Dramatic conversation w/ him but he didnt have the chance to exchange contact info the last time they yelled at each other behind the school

rin sitting alone in samezuka’s bus bc they banned him from swimming for being too obsessed w/ haru & he needs somewhere to Sulk

rin finding some random tree outside the swim meet & being like “this reminds me of that tree from elementary school” bc hes a nostalgic bitch like that

haru being able to find rin bc he saw the same tree earlier and went “wait, rin’s a nostalgic bitch, i know Exactly where the fuck he went” & Sure Enough

iwatobi getting themselves disqualified bc they wanted to swim w/ rin in an official race like??? i know it’s an emotional & satisfying moment but miho chewing them out for it afterward is so fucking funny like objectively this team was doing rly well & then suddenly went “u know what, we do what we want, this red guy is ours now” & the judges went “hmm............... no”

in the v last episode when theyre all just sitting in a classroom w/ rin having him pretend to introduce himself as if he were a transfer student like theres absolutely no reason for this, theyre just goofing off together and reconnecting after having lost each other for so many years & it’s so dumb & heartwarming & the perfect way to close off the season & im crying i really do love this show i love these characters so much what a dumb cute goofy heartfelt show aaaaaa free is a treasure

*from the very 1st point: i know there r cultural differences to take into account where it’s probably not as big a deal for makoto to walk in on haru’s bath time in japan as it would be in like, america & the real issue haru takes w/ this happening is that his one little place of refuge in a world w/o water is being breached by this annoyingly persistent guy who not only interrupts his coping time but is actively trying to get him to leave it for “important” things like “going to school” and “not being late” & the extended pause is really him registering this unpleasant situation & trying to decide if it’s worth it to fight for his solitude, ultimately deciding it’s not worth the energy and begrudgingly accepting makoto’s outstretched hand, though he vocalizes his displeasure by rejecting his -chan bc no one who pulls him away from the water is someone he can call a friend, not even his like. actual friend. only friend. either one

anyway i love free bye

#hm i love free hm hmm #retag later #free blogging #i havent done a post like this in a while it's. good #i might do this for s2 too but i remember it less & it's hard to take notes when ur watching w/ someone & cant pause it a bunch #so we'll see

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