#godfuckingdammit why are you so beautiful

[organizationhimself]

echoes of the eye impressions

nonspecific and intentionally incoherent reactions but could still spoil stuff so tagged and cut

1) why is this so scary

2) literally nothing is happening what are the threats here WHY IS THIS SO SC

3) wait a minute how does this w--why does that do th--OW WHAT THE FUCK?  HELLO??  WHERE DID THAT EVEN COME FROM--WHAT IS HAPPENING

4) haha!  i now perfectly understand the entire situation.  i can see why past me was so scared of fucking noth--what is HAPPENING

5) i am a fucking genius (x100)

0) i am the dumbest human alive (also x100)

7) i expected exactly 0% of this, and that is exactly what i expected

8) how?  do they keep improving the time loop mechanics??  HOW

9) -mad cackling as i learn that all along i had the gift of prophecy from apollo himself-

10) mmmmmdont like that.

11) ok so yeah, besides That Spot everything is fine, the spoops are basically all in my head, phew.  this place is starting to make so much logical sense, like i instinctively know where to find the next--WHAT THE FFFFFFRUDE AS FUCK what genre is this?  is this horror?  this is a horror game now.

12) why...do i even have that option?  who would do this?  im not going to do that i’ll die in real life

13) this dlc is like a whole game??  where does it end.  i mean, i guess soon, since i’m running out of places to explor--wait how are there even more places to explore?

14) ok.  yes.  of course that’s what i have to do.  thanks i hate it

15) you know what?  i’ve had a flashlight attached to me this whole goddamn time.  wild

16) ...oh!  i was expecting something horrifying to happen here!  lol and here i thought OH YOU MOTHERFUCKERS

17) OH YOU MOTHERFUCKERS

18) i might just watch an LP or something, you know, like, how worth it is this if and when i die of a heart attack

19) fuck you shut the fuck up i’m not scared of this bayou billy fever dream indie horror game compilation from 2004 disney pirates of the caribbean ride man door hand hook kill bill second life duolingo owl microsoft godforsaken powerpoint BULLSHIT, bring it on

20) ok, this isn’t so bad actually!  i just have to keep a low profile, so--what in the jiminy christmas did i just do wHERE AM I

21) HAHA, YES, YOU ARE TEACHING ME THE THING!!  THE THING I ALREADY KNEW!!  BECAUSE I AM SMART i love you game

22) how is there still more game??  i think this is going to take me as long as my original playthrough, i can think of like 20 things i still have to figure out

23) game i don’t want to

24) GAME, NO, I DON’T WANT TO

25) fuck.

26) SIR PLEASE I CAN ASSURE YOU THIS IS NOT CULTURALLY APPROPRIATIVE SIR WAIT I NEED THAT TO LIVE

27) o-ok!  this isn’t so bad!  i just have to wait until...oh.  what if i wait until...

28) it is truly unreal how good these people are at telling stories and packing totally nonlinear content into a semi-linear progression that relies primarily on your own observations and a bit of luck, while ALSO making every single aspect of the world totally accessible at all times with just enough confusion to keep you from seeing the entire beautiful puzzle of it all at once

69) cannot BELIEVE how dumb i am.

30) i have this sneaking suspicion the devs saw a lot of creepy potential in one of the prior core mechanics, good thing they only used it on me the one ti--OH IT’S BACK.  good.  love that

31) so hey, concept--what if this time, just what if, it’s not in the scary place?  what if this time it’s actually somewhere over here in the nice perfectly well lit godfuckingdammit i know it’s in the scary place why am i wasting my time

32) ok.  almost there.  almost got it all figured, wait where does this go?  doesn’t that just dead end?  sure does, haha how would you even come through there in the firs--wait i know how.

33) and i see how the game’s gonna make me how.

34) oh no.  (x99,999)

#outer wilds spoilers #echoes of the eye spoilers #outer wilds

[evanstarff]

If you're still taking prompts, could you do something for "I wanted to see what it felt like" with Steve? Thank you, I've loved reading what you've done so far!

❝ sweet

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Steve Rogers steals lemons.

Warnings: Swearing, heavy petting, and a bouncehouse.

A/N: Thank you for your request from 84 light years ago! I'm not taking any more requests.

All filled prompts are tagged ‘evanstarff drabble’.

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No one knows where he goes after the flames become flints in the night.

"You haven't seen him, Sam?"

The tall, dark and handsome bird glances up at your question from the grassy knoll where Nat has planted herself. The delightful creature is dead asleep between his strong thighs after a night on Bucky's secret farm from hell – the asshole needs to mow his damn lawn, Sam decides, flicking straw away from her hair.

"No, I can't see shit," he hisses over the sweet head of flames, legs going numb. "It's 1am, there's nothing left in that Asgardian liquor we found, so..." A scoff of a pause. "Where do you think he is?"

Bucky rolls his eyes at him, mouth quirking. Of course, where else could he be? He glances at you, eyes laughing, glittering silver cerulean in the moonlight and face pretty as a marble god. Someone thought it was a great idea to hire a bouncehouse for the Fourth of July, because why wouldn't it be as an assassin with a penchant for knives.

Eyes roll all around, because that's what you do now. "I'll go find him," you reply, laughing softly, jogging away towards the monstrosity of a clown's mouth Bucky called a "castle for jumping".

Steve used to like clowns, he told you once. Steve is a drunk, sleepy man in no condition to like anything, you decide as you duck into the bouncehouse to see him lying on his side surrounded by–

"Where'd you get the fruit, Steve?" you ask gently, trying to stifle your laughter as your eyes rest upon that tired, handsome face.

"Stole 'em," he replies as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"Why?"

"I wanted to see what it felt like," he grins all sloppy and stupid, eyes glowing bright. "Bucky has a tree near the house. He always used to find oranges for me back then... in Brooklyn." He trails off, ambling, well -- crawling towards you as much as the surface of the house allows him. Lemons about in all directions and it's all you can do to stop from giggling.

"These are lemons, baby," you chide him, catching him in your lap as the motion eases around you.

"Close enough," Steve replies as his hands slip between the hemline of your shirt, against your waist, hot palms on skin, and his touch sends a shiver through your spine.

"Tell me about the oranges," you say, running your fingers through that golden hair as he turns his head upwards, eyes dark and deep with adoration, like a man worshipping the moon.

"They were..." Steve trails off, trying to find the words, feeling how warm you are in his hands, huge, hulking body pressed against your lap, higher now against your chest. Golden fruit dip and roll around you as he pulls you over his thighs, resting against his growing desire and your breath hitches just a touch as you wait with bated breath on his next words.

"Sweet," he says at last, and his face is so close now, so beautiful in the hazy, dreamy cloud of the space. "Like it was the only thing I could ever want."

Steve's hands are so warm against your neck, your throat, skin on skin, warm, warm, warm. His mouth is so close, pretty pink lips, the scent of straw and pine and linen in equal measure fogging up your senses, and god, he is truly the one you want, the one you will always adore.

"Like you," he whispers and kisses you with a groan from your throat as your lips meet at last, finally, finally – the greedy and sweet, wondrous delight of a thing you call home.

His hands are in your hair, pulling you closer, closer, not close enough, godfuckingdammit – lips of sin and sweetness, his tongue stroking your own, the side of your mouth, the line of your jaw, teeth scratching against your throat, and a shiver runs through your skin, breathless and gasping. Your fingers cling to his t-shirt, ravenous, hungry, starving and–

"Hey!"

Bucky, the fucking imbecile.

"I have to get this thing cleaned and returned first thing." You turn, half-breathing, half-cackling as you watch the man's face turn pure disgust and even in equal measure as he glances around as comprehension dawns like a lit flame.

"Did you assholes steal my lemons?!"

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Masterlist in bio!

#steve rogers x reader #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers x you #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers fic #steve rogers fanfic #steve rogers x you fluff #evanstarff drabble

[ellana-ravenwood]

The Single Rider Line - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Have you ever been to an amusement park with friends or family, and you guys were an odd number ? Yeah ? Then you know how much it sucks. If you never did that, then here : most rides only have a number of seats that is even. So if you’re an odd number, there’s always one person alone...well a dream gave me an idea about this said single rider line, and a meeting with a certain Bruce Wayne. Hope you’ll like it : 

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“Hey, are you following me ?”

He says with a charming smile, making your heart jump wildly in your chest. 

Ugh. 

This was SO ridiculous ! You always prided yourself in not being “that kind of girl” who was swooned by a handsome face and a flirty smile. And yet here you were, heart pounding like crazy, and feeling all flustered. 

Ugh. 

With an awkward smile, you answer : 

“I’m not. If anything you’re the one following me, since it seems you’re always behind me in the queue...” 

You could have slapped yourself for that stupidly coquettish tone you employed to say that. You meant to be a bit dry, so as to not encourage him to keep going...How the hell did things end up going out of your mouth in such a playful way ?! Godfuckingdammit. 

His smooth and deep voice snapped you out of your mental flagellation : 

“Aaah, good point. So...What if I am following you ?” 

Normally, you would have snapped back a “Creepy” with a raised eyebrow, ignoring him afterward. This kind of flirting never worked on you. You always thought this sort of pick-up lines were the worst. Your mind was telling you to tell him just that and put an end to all this...but your heart answered : 

“Well then I’d ask : why are you following me ?” 

UGH ! 

In just a few encounters, that man managed to turn you into a complete moron who couldn’t think straight ! You kept going along with his flirting while you perfectly knew this wasn’t going anywhere ! Because he was known to flirt with...well with any women really ! 

You can’t believe you just asked him this, by the way...You’re not sure you want an answer. The fact you’re at the end of the line saves you, and before he could say something else, you quickly jump in the last empty seat of the ride’s wagon and you’re just so relieved when the rides starts...

At the end of it, you don’t wait and rush to the exit, not daring to face him after having asked him that, afraid of what he might answer. You were pretty sure your heart wasn’t ready for it. 

************

The first time you saw him in the line, you recognized him instantly. Anyone from Gotham would, really. You actually saw quite a few people sneakily taking pictures of him, but it seemed no one dared to actually go and talk to him. 

You don’t really blame them. Bruce Wayne was actually kind of an intimidating man. If you put aside the fact he was freakishly tall, his charisma was just enough for most people to not have the courage to approach him. 

You were definitely one of those people. 

You saw him a few times around the amusement park, while with your friends. All of you knew who he was and you all definitely stared a bit too much. 

But none of you went up to him. Even more so since every single person you witnessed having the guts to actually talk to him were turned away politely, as he explained he was just having a nice day off with his family, pointing at the army of young teens that were with him. He wasn’t Bruce Wayne today, just a regular dad hanging out with his...like, dozen of kids. 

Yep, there were absolutely no way any of you would go and casually start a conversation with him. 

Strangely enough, he’s the one that started one with you ! And that kept coming back for more...

************

Today was the first day off you got in ages, and you and your friends planned an entire day at “Six Flags : Heroes’ Kingdom”. It was the biggest Six Flags in the USA, and just short of an hour from Gotham City, which meant that well over half the people going there were Gothamites. 

You were one of them. And so was Bruce Wayne and his kids apparently. 

You and two of your friends, Gabe and Alex, arrived early in the morning, excited like children. Your excitement wasn’t dampen by the fact you were an uneven number, which meant that on almost every ride, one of you would be on his or her own...Because you took that spot willingly ! 

You didn’t mind waiting in line alone. Actually, going in the “single rider line” allowed you to do rides way more times than your friends, which you kinda totally loved !  

It was completely fine, because each time the rides were over, you’d join your friends again and spend a while walking around the park, enjoying each others company. 

Plus you knew all your friends disliked being on their own, while you were ok with it. In fact, being in the single rider line allowed you to get some rest from your talkative friends. You loved them, but sometimes, you could get a bit tired of talking non-stop. The fact you were an uneven number kinda saved you a few times, in the end...Gave you some calming moments of just you and your thoughts. You were actually lost in a daydream when he talked to you first : 

“Um excuse me miss ? The line moved forward quite a bit...” 

You snapped out of your reverie, and were faced with THE Bruce Wayne ! Oh man, he was even handsomer in real than he was on TV and in magazines ! How was it possible ? Weren’t those pictures suppose to be touched up ? And wasn’t he suppose to wear make-up on TV to look better ? 

You stared at him for a few seconds, until what he just said registered in your head. You turned around and, sure enough, the lined had moved of a few meters and was almost at the rides’ seat. You were holding everyone up. 

“Oh, sorry. I was thinking about something haha. How weird is it that we have rides for existing superheroes right ? Like in Disney we have rides about Mickey and all but they’re fictional, while here ? The Batman ? The Green Lantern ? Superman vs Lex Luthor ? It’s so weird. I mean, we don’t have an “Obama” ride, or a ride for any of the ex-presidents, but we have one for Lex Luthor... ” 

Ugh. Could’ve just said “sorry” and move on, he was clearly not waiting for you to explain why you didn’t follow the people in front of you ! And you were still holding up the queue ! 

The people behind him looked at you as if you were crazy and let out an exasperated sigh making you understand you really should get a move on. But him ? Oh he was actually smiling at you, as if you were the most captivating thing he ever saw. 

You turned your back to him unable to withhold this strange look of his, and tried to ignore the feelings of his eyes fixed on you as you finally moved. A few minutes passed, and you were almost at the end of the line when he bend forwards a bit and said : 

“I agree with you, by the way. It’s really weird that rides exist about actual people, no matter how odd those people are. Though I think I’d be very much interested in a Queen’s related ride.” 

Uh ? “Queen” ? Like the band ? Why was he...oh. Oh right. He was pointing at the shirt you were wearing. Queen. One of your favorite band. Of course. You smiled awkwardly at him and said : 

“I’m sure that’d be a fabulous ride. A roller coaster kinda like the “Rock’N’Roller coaster” of Disney, but instead of Aerosmith, Queen would be blasting. I’m all for a ride with images of them wearing women clothes flashing all around ! Oh...Which made me realize, I guess the rides here aren’t the only one themed on real people, since the one in Disney has Aerosmith...”

He chuckles a bit and your heart skip a beat. Was he mocking you, or thinking you were funny ? Were there actually a difference between the two ? 

“Well I guess it’s more like “starring Aerosmith”, rather than about them right ? I believe only Six Flags, has this...hero theme. Based on real people. To be honest I’m surprised Luthor hasn’t sued the parks yet.” 

“Doesn’t he own them ? I feel like he does. And it wouldn’t be that surprising that a megalomaniac like him has a ride design after himself. As if he’s proud that he fought against Superman once or twice...I’m not even sure he’s aware that makes him a villain in many people’s book !”

“Oh I think he knows, but he doesn’t really give a damn.” 

“Kinda...admirable ? Daring to be himself ? Or totally creepy, given who he seems to be, pick one really.” 

Once again, he chuckles and he’s about to say something..but it’s your turn to go fill an empty seat and, not wanting to hold up the queue again, you rush towards the place the park’s employee shows you and sit down. 

You notice Bruce Wayne looking at you, as he passes next to you to go take an empty seat too a few row behind you, and amongst the excited chattering of people, you’re pretty sure you heard him say “Admirably creepy ?” or something like that as he passed you...Which made you smile stupidly. 

You don’t dare turning around to look at him, that would also be “admirably creepy” right ? ...A shame really, maybe if you had, you would have seen him desperately trying to catch your eyes again, and staring at your (beautiful) back. 

************

After this first encounter, you saw him a few more times. After the third “Single Rider Line”, he told you to call him “Bruce”, and you gave him your name too. He smiled and said it was a beautiful name...Such a typical flirty line. And yet it made you happy. 

Each time you saw him, he magically ended up behind you (no seriously, a few times you were pretty sure he wasn’t there at first and then he just started to talk to you...it was almost disturbing ! Almost, because man was he actually a funny guy, and so. Damn. Handsome !). 

You ended up talking about how coming to an amusement parks with an odd number of people sucked, because one always ended up alone...But also how neither of you actually minded that much being on your own. 

Funny enough, you both appreciated the break it gave you from the people you came with. You from your talkative friends, and him from his energetic kids. 

You discovered as well, that beyond your shared love of “Queen”, you had a lot in common. Starting with how you seemed to both overly enjoyed this shameless flirting you did in that infamous “Single rider line”...

You knew it was a bad idea, because he had quite a reputation of being the biggest womanizer of them all, but you just couldn’t stop yourself from answering his flirting. Because even if he saw you just as another woman to flirt with...well it was still kinda flattering. 

Because you saw the woman he paraded at his arm. They were all absolutely gorgeous and talented people too ! So the fact he took an interest in you, amongst all the other people at the park that day...Flattering. 

Even more so since there were definitely more than one woman and man trying to catch his attention, or trying to spark a conversation with him. He turned them all down, while he kept talking with you about wether “Brad Pitt” deserved his own ride or not...Your conversation often turned silly, and yet it was just so fun and natural ! 

It’s been a very long time, since you enjoyed talking with a “stranger” that much. 

And for Bruce ? Well, he hadn’t had that much fun in a long time too. Hadn’t had a “normal” conversation with anyone in forever. It was nice, to not talk business, money or superheroes stuffs for once, and just converse about anything and everything ! 

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Midday came too soon. By that time, you and Bruce “accidentally” ran into each other in that single rider line about a dozen times. And by then, you even started to kinda nod at each others when your group would encounter his randomly around the park ! 

You were sitting at a table, enjoying a burger and fries with your friends, when Alex exclaimed, a bit too excited : 

“Ok (Y/N), don’t turn around and don’t freak out, but I think Bruce Wayne is totally staring at you !”

“Uh ? What ?!” 

“I said don’t turn ar...oh here we go, now you’re going to...Oh wait, he’s smiling at you, why is he...Hey, do you have something to tell us, (Y/N) ?” 

It was a stupid reflex, that made you turn around. How is it that when someone said “don’t turn around”, it was too tempting for you not to ? Unfortunately this time your eyes encountered Bruce Wayne’s, and his devastating smile made your heart beat wildly ! 

And of course, your friends picked up on it right away. Oh man. You would never hear the end of it ! 

“Why is Bruce Wayne smiling at you like an attention starved puppy ?” 

Gabe asks, genuinely interested but with a slight snicker in his voice. And you’re suddenly even more embarrassed. You know them, they’re definitely going to tease you a bit about this. You try to deflect his question by answering with some wits and acting as if you didn’t understand, but the gaze Bruce gave you kinda fried your brain and you can only think of saying a weak : 

“Puppies don’t smile. Even more so if they’re starved. I’d think they’d actually get quite desperate and not smile, if they were starving...”

“Well kinda exactly what I meant (Y/N).Plus I said “attention starved” not “starved starved”, you know exactly what I meant ! He looks really desperate to catch your attention !” 

“Stop it Gabe ! He isn’t !” 

You’re blushing now, and they start to feel a bit bad that they’re pressing you to say something you clearly don’t want to talk about. Out of the three of you, you were always the shyest. You were a good listener and problem solver, but didn’t particularly like talking about yourself that much...Alex says : 

“Ok you don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to.”

You’re relieved...Only for a second though. Of course, they wouldn’t let it go that easily. Alex continues : 

“But if you do want to talk about it...I’m really  curious, and I’m sure Gabe is too. So if you decide, hypothetically, to explain to us how you two know each others, we’re all ears. Remember we’re your best friends, we tell you everything about us. We trust you.” 

You roll your eyes at them. Ugh. How were you suppose to not tell them now ? Nasty “guilt-trippers”. You glare at them a bit, even if their fake innocent look want to make you smile, before saying : 

“We met in the single rider line. You know, that line you guys don’t want to go to because you can’t bear to wait on your own...Truly, who are the attention starved puppies ?” 

Silence. Totally ignoring your little tease, they both look at you, pressing you with their body langage to say more, but you don’t seem to want to and Alex, exasperated exclaims : 

“Um, elaborate please ?! Doesn’t explain why he’s literally eating you up with his eyes right now !” 

You roll your eyes once more at your friend’s typical exaggeration (though for once, he wasn’t actually exaggerating...) and say : 

“There’s nothing much to say more ! We met a few times and talked a bit and that’s it ! Really guys, that’s it ! I don’t know why he’s looking at me now ok ? He’s probably not even looking anymore and talking with his kids so shush about it already.”

“Actually, he’s still looking at you and his kids are fighting over fries...He doesn’t even seem to notice them while I’m pretty sure that boy is choking that other boy for real ! And he’s now looking at you like a sad starving puppy.” 

“Ok you have got to STOP with this puppy thing ! “Sad starving puppy”, what ? At least the “attention starved puppy” made sense ! And stop talking about Bruce Wayne ok ? Moving on !” 

“But he’s really...”

“Eat your salad Gabe ! And you too Alex ! And shush !” 

And oh when you’re like this, annoyed at them for trying to get you to talk about yourself, it’s impossible to keep talking to you. They missed their beats. There was a way to make you talk, and they took the wrong one that day. They were too excited and in a hurry to know, they should’ve taken their time...Now, you wouldn’t say anything more, they knew it. 

And so they stuff their mouth  aggressively with salad (to show you they’re not happy) and skulk for a bit, wishing that they could talk about you and Bruce Wayne some more, and about how he seemed to totally dig you !

Of course, both Gabe and Alex knew you very well. They knew you’d never believe them about that, you were too stubborn. They knew that in your head, a guy like Bruce Wayne couldn’t be interested in you. But they also both knew that look in Bruce Wayne’s eyes. 

Definitely “starved puppy desperate for you to give him some food”. 

************

Lunch was now over, and you all decided to take a little break from the roller coasters, pretty sure you might throw up if you went on a ride right away. You sat down on a patch of grass to relax a bit. 

You were listening to Gabe and Alex blabbering about something when...Wait ? Why are they silent ? Gabe and Alex are usually never silent ? You look at them, worried. 

“Guys ?” 

Gabe starts first : 

“I think there was something not very fresh in that salad.” 

Alex continues :

“Agreed. My stomach is not happy right now...(Y/N), could you get us some water from the fountain over there ? Our bottles are empty...” 

“Of course of course. Just stay there, lie down a bit if need be. I’ll get you some water.” 

You rise to your feet and walk straight to the water fountain and...Oh those motherfuckers ! Stomach ache my ass !! How...How could they ? HOW DARED THEY ?! 

You turned around, fury in your eyes, and stare daggers at them. They smile smugly at you and wave their hands at you in an infuriating way and...

“Ok, now I’m sure you’re the one following me !” 

A silky voice tells you. You turn to it and...Yup. Sure enough it’s Bruce Wayne, drying his mouth with his sleeve as he just drunk from the water fountain. He managed to make that unrefined gesture look elegant... 

Oh man. How did you even fall for such an easy trick ? Your “friends” must have seen Bruce and throw you directly into his arms...hrrrm, this trap ! 

“Ah no I’m uh...just...filling up water...I mean, filling up some bottles with water.” 

He smiles at you and say :  

“I can see.”

There’s a small silence, and none of you move. You don’t go to the fountain, and he doesn’t walk away. He seems to hesitate about something, and you’re just...Frozen in place, thinking about all the ways you’ll torture your friends when you’ll get your hands on them ! Finally, he speaks :

“So um, you didn’t leave me time to answer your question, last single rider’s line.” 

Your heart skips multiple beats. “Your question”. Why was he following you, right ? You were still not ready to hear the answer, but there was nowhere to escape ! Fortunately, before he could continue, a kid that couldn’t be more than ten years old rushed toward him and said : 

“Come on father, quick quick ! The line for the big drop thing is really small ! Let’s go ride it four times in a row !!” 

The kid now pulls on his sleeve, and Bruce gives you an apologetic look. It seems he really wanted to tell you why he was “following” you...You’re almost disappointed. 

Almost, because you totally forgot about your two sneaky friends ! Alex and Gabe arrives, holding their stomach as if they were about to die. Goddamn drama queens ! 

“Oh (Y/N), where is that water we neeeeeeeed ?” 

“I actually think I’ll throw the water up...I think we should go home...”

“But, but it’s (Y/N)’s first day off in ages ! We can’t go home right after lunch like that, so early ! She was so happy about coming here...If only there was a way she could stay longer ! ” 

Goddamn. Sneaky. BASTARDS !! You were glaring at them now, threatening them with your eyes, telling them they had to stop. And oh god you could see them looking at Bruce insistingly. Oh no, no no no no no, you knew they were trying to get him to jump in and...But it was too late.

“Um, excuse me but um...I couldn’t help but overhear your friends and um...If you really want to stay, you’re welcome to join us.” 

You turn around to Bruce, and...Is he blushing ? Yes, yes he totally is ! 

The young boy who was dragging him away by the sleeve is looking at you curiously (albeit with a bit of hostility), and...Another one of his sons (?), the oldest one it seems, joined him and it looks like he’s kinda pushing him towards you, poking and nudging him in the back. 

Your friends and the young man exchange a knowing look, smiling. And...You can’t fucking believe it. What is happening ? 

They’re trying to force you and Bruce to talk, that’s what is happening. With a nervous laugh you say : 

“Oh no I probably should like...Drive them back to Gotham. With those strong stomach aches they probably can’t d...” 

“We’ll take a cab home ! You can take the car back. So really, you can stay with um...your new friends there, and then you can drive yourself home. You know, so it’s not too weird.”

You know exactly what Alex just implied there. Yes. Ok. Bruce giving you a ride home would be a bit too extra. But they just fixed this issue by leaving you the car and saying they’d take a cab. They give the final blow as Gabe says : 

“We really feel too bad, we can’t ruin your only day off like that...Please, stay and enjoy yourself ! You were so happy to come, and you were going on all the ride on your own anyway so worst case scenario...”

Mother. Fuckers. You turn again to them and glare at them, mouthing the words “I’ll kill you” as they try to hide their smug smiles and act as if they’re in too much pain to speak any further. 

And there it is, with a weak kiss on your cheek they leave you there, with godammn Bruce Wayne and his kids. 

Why are you friend with those people again ? Sneaky bastards. 

************

You changed your mind very quickly, and made a mental note that you need to thank Gabe and Alex when you’ll get home. 

Sure, you highly disliked to be put on the spot so on the moment, you really hated them and their guts for forcing you to hang out with Bruce...But now ? Now you don’t regret it one bit. 

You’re actually pretty thankful they just sacrificed their day out just so you could get to know Bruce a bit more. They obviously saw you had a crush on him...Damn, they knew you too well. 

“Hi, I’m Dick ! This is my little brother Damian. And over there are Jason, Tim and Cassandra, my other siblings. Stephanie, long time family friend and Timmy’s girl. Barbara, my girl, also long time family friend. And finally, Duke. Who’s living with us at the moment because of...complicated matters. He’s kind of like a brother too, to be honest. Nice to meet you !”

Oddly enough, that young man, “Dick”, made you comfortable right away. It was probably because of his bright and friendly smile, and that spark in his eyes that made you want to instantly adopt him. You shook his hand and said : 

“I’m (Y/N), sorry to um...impose myself.” 

Dick laughs and says, the most welcoming smile on his face ever : 

“Oh dad invited you ! You’re not imposing don’t worry ! The more the merrier right ?! Plus now, we’re an even number, so we can ride all together ! Also I’m pretty sure he talked about you so...”

“He...He talked about me ?” 

Bruce seems to come back to life now, and his blush disappears in a matter of seconds. He smiles widely at you, and says : 

“Well, of course I did. It’s not every day I meet an outstanding woman in the line of an amusement park ! I talked about you to reassure them that I didn’t mind that much to be a single rider haha” 

You don’t even know what to say, as you didn’t expect him to react that way. You’re wariness about him being a womanizer comes surging back, but...his smile looks so genuine. You saw him on TV, you thought a few time it looked like he was forcing a smile or a laugh...or was this just wishful thinking ? 

Dick looks at his father and seems a bit annoyed..Why ? He’s about to say something else but Bruce cuts him off saying : 

“Well Damian really wants to do that...Drop thing, so let’s go while the line is still small !”

************

The reason Dick was glaring at his father was because he knows you really are an “outstanding woman”, given how big of a stupid smile his dad had when he came back from that single rider line the first time. 

He didn’t talk about you though before the fifth time he volunteered to go on as a “single rider”, as they were an odd number. None of the kids argued, they could see him whenever they got out of a ride and they had too much fun fighting over who would ride with who between them without adding their dad !

Dick seemed to be the only one that noticed Bruce’s dreamy gaze (probably because he was the one that knew him for the longest, and because he was the only one who had him all to himself for quite a few years), and after annoying him with questions he finally got an answer...He had met an “outstanding woman”.  

As far as he could remember, this was the first time his father seemed infatuated with someone he barely met. It was odd...And he definitely knew it. 

Bruce kept saying how it was ridiculous and meant nothing, he was probably just tired and all. He would eventually get over it ! But he kept talking nonsense about Leonardo DiCaprio deserving his own ride more than Brad Pitt or something ? 

As soon as Dick saw you, and the way his father smiled at you...He knew you weren’t “just a weird phase because he was tired”. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to forget about you come down the night. 

His dad had crush before, of course. He wasn’t a total machine. He never once invited someone with him at a charity ball that he didn’t kind of like. Wether physically or mentally (or on rare occasions, both). But it was always very short lived. And he never looked at them the way he looked at you, a mere stranger ! 

The reason Dick was annoyed at his father right now, is because he knew he was going to try to make you think you were “just another woman” by giving you big compliments and charming smiles. He was annoyed because he saw the look he gave you, and was sad that he was trying to self-sabotage himself yet again... 

************

Bruce’s kids and friends instantly make you feel comfortable and welcome. Well, maybe not his youngest, who keeps acting as if you’re not there. But for the most part, you’re having fun, and his kids are really sweet ! 

You and Bruce often end up riding together, but a few times you ended up with his other kids ! In fact, you’re pretty sure you rode with all of them but Damian. Pity, from the interaction that kid had with his siblings, he seemed way too cute and all, albeit a bit authoritative. 

Oh well. You understood him. After all, he didn’t know you, and you kinda invited yourself so...

As if destiny heard your thoughts, Damian said, while you were going out of the same roller coaster after riding it four times : 

"Oh come on let’s ride it one more time !” 

“Damian, buddy, I don’t think any of our hearts can handle it...”

“Nonsense Todd ! We’re...um...-he looks awkwardly at you, as if suddenly unsure of what to say- we’re...tougher than this ?” 

That was odd. How he suddenly caught himself from saying something...Oh well. Kids. 

“I kinda agree with Jason man, I can’t take this anymore. I feel kinda sick...”

“Come on Thomas ! You’re not that weak ! Let’s go agaiiiin !! Father ?” 

“Sorry chum, I’m...Done too.” 

They all looked rather sick indeed. Well, you understand. You just went through the toughest roller coaster of the entire park four times in a row. Any normal people would get sick...Well it seemed you weren’t quite normal, because you were pretty sure you could go for another round. 

“I...I can go with you if you want.” 

You shyly say, and the boy turns to you, surprised. It’s the first time he actually takes notice of you. He seems to ponder your offer for a bit...

“Just go. We’ll wait there, I think we all need some rest...” 

Dick says, and Damian turns suspicious eyes to you. 

“REally ? You want to go again ? Can you go again ?” 

You give him a smug smile and say : 

“Oh kid, I could go several times more ! I bet you’ll crack before me !” 

“Bold assumption...Alright, let’s go again ! And see who will stop first !” 

You went to ride it once more. Then twice. Thrice. The fourth time, you told him you guys should make a face when it was time for the picture. 

Strangely, he agreed right away, and Bruce loved that said picture so much, of his son being a “normal” boy, that he bought it. 

The fifth time you started to feel a bit sick, but Damian was warming up to you and strangely, you really liked that fact. 

“Come on miss (Y/L/N), let’s go agaiiiiiiiin !!” 

The sixth time, you got out of the ride quite unsteady on your feet, but you still went that seventh time...11. 

You went on that ride 11 times in a row.

You were about to tell the kid you couldn’t go one more time or you were pretty sure you’d died, when he turned to you and say : 

“I...I don’t think I can go again...” 

Thanks GOD ! But he seemed disappointed he had lost, and you suddenly felt the urge to hug that little boy with a sad face...You didn’t though. Something told you you’d ruin this little bond the intensive roller coaster riding created, if you went too fast and hugged him now. 

So you smiled and said : 

“I’ll tell you what, I’ll go join the other right now, and say you went one more time ok ? So they think you won...I actually don’t think I can go further either, and ending in a tie is no fun right ?” 

He turns to you, and looks at you curiously...before smiling widely at you and nodding vigorously (which makes him almost fall on his ass, as the rollercoaster riding kinda mess a bit with his internal ear). There was a sort of very cute innocence, in the boy’s smile. You had the weird feeling that it was an emotion that he rarely showed, and felt oddly happy you managed to get it out of him. 

************

After that, Damian started to want to go on ride with you, which surprised everyone. Even Bruce, who kept looking at you more and more intensely. You were definitely...Something else. 

You impressed the hell out of Jason when you shot all the targets at the laser game ride (you didn’t dare to tell him it was definitely beginner’s luck).

Cassandra gave you a soda and said the words “Cola. For you.” which made her entire family stare at the two of you...She so rarely spoke ! 

Stephanie and Tim loved your nerdy talk, and were impressed with your knowledge of video games ! Somehow, you ended up promising to add them as friend on your PS4 and...you looked at Bruce a bit worried he might think you were a goddamn child though you weren’t much younger than him, but he only smiled fondly at you. 

Duke and you bonded over your weird love for crosswords...You’re pretty sure you heard Tim said “nerd”, as you guys tried to make each other guess what you were saying by only using words’ definition crosswords style ! None of the rest of the family understood, as you and Duke laughed at jokes you made with those definitions of words that would form sentences once cracked...

Dick liked you instantly. He thought you had a kind smile and the way you seemed to fit in with the rest of his family felt natural. He barely knew you, but he really liked you. Barbara agreed, she had known Bruce for a long time too and never saw him act like that with anyone. She liked you too, almost as instantly as Dick did. 

Another one that really liked you...As the day went on, Bruce realized he was completely screwed. 

************

The end of the day drew near, and Bruce was faced with a dilemma. What was he suppose to do ? He couldn’t forget you, and the wonderful day he just had. 

First the entire morning “accidentally” running into you in the single rider line (he actually always managed to stir his kids towards the rides he saw you going to...). Talking to you as if you two were old friends while you barely actually knew each others. 

Conversation just ran so smoothly between you two. So smoothly in fact, that many times your conversation were abruptly stopped by the fact you had to get on the rides, and yet started again as if nothing the next line. 

And then during lunch, how he couldn’t stop looking at you... 

Finally, how you spend the afternoon with him and his family, and it seemed like you were a long time family friend. Seemed like you knew all of them since years. The feeling wasn’t just between you and him, but between you and his entire family. 

And he had this odd hunch that if he just let you leave like that...He’d regret it forever. 

He never felt that way. He never willingly wanted to invite someone into his crazy life. And the fact that it might be unfair to you, to drag you in said life, didn’t even occur to him, as he was completely blinded by how much he actually...Liked you. 

He felt like you were his friend. He wanted to talk more to you. 

And here rose the dilemma. Dilemma that was taken away by his youngest son, oddly enough : 

“We should come back !” 

He exclaimed enthusiastically. And then he turned to you, and in the most natural way ever he said : 

“Would you want to come back with us ? We have a record to break on that rollercoaster ! More than eleven...I mean, twelve for me, twelve times in a row !” 

You smiled, and said you’d love to break that record with him, and that’s what decided Bruce. You had to stay in their life. It was a deep gut wrenching feeling, that he couldn’t let you go...But what should he do then ? 

“Cool ! Then you should like...Maybe give us your number or something ? So we can settle a date ?” 

He couldn’t believe he didn’t think about it before. Yes of course. As simple as that. Ask for her number. Uh. You were really messing with his brain.

“Oh, of course Damian. Um...Here, one of my card.”

“Oh nice card ! ...You’re a writer ?!” 

“Yeah, kinda I guess..Um. Well, it’s getting late and I have...many deadlines haha, I should um, get back. Don’t hesitate to call next time you’ll go to Six Flags !” 

And with that, you wave at them. They wave at you. You all exchange a “nice to meet you”, and leave. Wearing the same stupid smile on your faces. 

Damian stuffs the card with your number in his father’s pocket, and says : 

“I LIKE her !” 

Before merrily walking towards their own car...And Bruce cannot remember a time Damian looked that careless and happy ? All of that because you gave him attention and went on that ride with him, until you physically couldn’t anymore ? 

“Yeah...Yeah me too...” 

Bruce whispers, as he get in front of the wheel, listening to his kids talking about how awesome that day was. How glad they were that they went on that little family outing, and how cool you were...

************

You can’t stop thinking about Bruce. And his family. He has such cute kids ! They’re all so smart and sweet and funny ! 

You sigh. You hope they’ll call you so...an unknown number appears on your phone’s screen. Could it be ? No. Not so early. It’s probably some unknown solicitors ! You answer and...

“Um, hello, (Y/N) ?” 

It’s definitely his voice. Definetely. 

“Bruce ?”

“Ah, yes, yes it’s me. Um...So I’m calling because I um...”

“Yes ?”

“I realized I never told you.” 

“Told me what ?”

“Why I was following you.” 

“Oh right. Yes. That haha. Um...Why ?” 

“Well um...I kinda liked to talk to you.” 

“...Ye-yeah ?” 

Your heart is pounding. You can’t stop smiling. His next words make you feel like you’re about to die of happiness : 

“Yeah. And um...My son, Dick. He said um...Well he said that when you really like someone, you shouldn’t wait before calling them.” 

************

It took years for you to become an official member of the “Batfamily”, but you eventually got there, after many hardships and...Day at Six flags. 

It took years, but you eventually became the center piece of this family...And years later, the Six Flags near Gotham was still a prime location for the Wayne family’s vacation. 

Every year, you would all go there for at least a day and forget about all your worry. Even if sometimes, a few fights would occur...You still remember that time they opened a new ride called “Robin”, and your sons fighting to know which one of them inspired it ! 

Yes. Every year, you’d go back, remembering that fateful day that changed all of your lives. 

But this year was special...This year, was the first time your youngest son, Thomas, would go too. He was finally tall enough to go on all the rides, and overly excited about it ! 

And oh when he asked to get a “Green Lantern” cape, you knew it was going to be a great day, if only for your husbands disgruntled face as he paid for the cape, while the rest of the kids were laughing their asses off. 

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Um. Just a sucky story written very quickly during my lunch break. This ended up being much longer than the mini-fic I originally wanted to write, and ate most of my lunch (HAHA !) ^^'. I hope you still liked it...Um :/ ok. Yes. Voilà. I’ll spare you my usual speech about how insecure I am about this story, you know the drill. Bam. VOILA. 

As usual, feedbacks and reblogs are more than welcomed. It always motivates me to write more, and also helps sharing my stories more broadly. 

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[mizzy2k]

Tony Stark

Thank you for asking :)

002 | Give me a character & I will tell you

How I feel about this character:

Tony Stark is just... my favourite fictional character, perhaps in absolutely anything anywhere. I remember finding the Avengers comics in my library as a kid and just honestly flicking through until I got to the Iron Man bits, I loved him that much. I would get bored until Iron Man appeared again. It shouldn’t be such a shock to reach adulthood and be still obsessed with him. Out of all the other comic characters I’d read as a kid, he was the one allowed to grow and learn from his past mistakes, and as a kid who made a Lot of Mistakes (according to my mother, anyway; maybe I identified hard with his parent issues too lmao)...it spoke a lot to me that someone could make a TON of mistakes and still be a hero. It meant so much to me growing up. And also that his only superpower was his brain?? AMAZING. I love him. I love that he’s allowed to be flawed. I LOVED that they dealt with addiction in comics, really giving kids a chance to point at a character and know, hey, this is wrong, this is happening in my life with my mom/my dad, and to understand however dark life gets, you can be brave and get through it. You don’t have to be forever tarnished by these things in your past.

Tony Stark rebuilds every single time his life gets demolished. He’s a hero just for that.

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

Steve Rogers.That’s the big one there. RHODEY. They’re really good for each other (616: the recent fall/catch stuff in TS:IM is beautiful, there’s a bow-tie scene in IIM that makes me gooey every time I read it; MCU: the plane scene in the first Iron Man movie, “I’ll hold your own”.). 

MCU-wise, Pepper. (There’s some bits in the comics that make me swoon a bit for Tony/Pepper, but there’s also some bits that ruin them irreversibly lmao.)  616-wise: Rumiko and Doom. Also Superior Iron Man/Daredevil, that might be a thing.The recent Tony/Jan stuff has been really cute?

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

I would take Tony/Steve and Tony/Rhodey as non-romantic OTPs too. 

MCU: Tony/Natasha is everything.

 616: Kevin O’Brien/Tony Stark makes me SO HAPPY AND THEN SO SAD. WHY DID HIS IRISH SCIENCE BRO HAVE TO DIE, I WILL NEVER BE OVER IT.

My unpopular opinion about this character:

Do I have an unpopular opinion? Hm. Iron Man 3 is an amazing film, is that unpopular lmao? (I’m sorry, I feel like they wrote that movie just for me haha I love it. My family just turned to me the first time we saw it in the cinema, because “I’m Blue (Da Ba Dee)” is a song they madly associate with me, and were just like “did you write this?” Hahaha.)

EDIT TO ADD: Apparently my really unpopular opinion is that RDJ is an amazing Tony, but I don’t want him to be the only film version we ever get. 

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

MCU: he should NOT HAVE DIED GODFUCKINGDAMMIT. If they don’t bring him back or reboot him or whatever, I’M GONNA LOSE IT. Wait should my unpopular opinion be different, I’m gonna go up and edit in a new one, hang on. Okay, I’m back, and you already read it. Whee, time travel.

616: Get his Civil War memories back properly, maybe? Rumiko should be alive.  

my OTP:

Tony/Steve, all day long.

my cross over ship:

Hmm. Tony with any Steve from any other continuity, does that count??

a headcanon fact

Tony doesn’t like wearing shoes. If he could go barefoot everywhere, he would.

#tony stark #ask addy

[artificialqueens]

Why Her?

Why Her? Nina/Farrah, written by AloeFresh

AN: I saw where someone requested Nina and Farrah so..I did it! This is my first fic I’ve ever written for RPDR and my first ever smut! So..be easy on me! :) Also I love all the queeens so I’m not trying to be shady and just wanted to characterize Nina. And I’m sure this is cliche and overdone as hell. Plus, I didn’t know what pronouns to use so I used she even though they’re men. I didn’t feel comfortable using their boy names.

It had been months since Nina had any action. In Atlanta she was used to getting laid on the tri-weekly, weekly if she was lucky. There was a strict no visitors rule in the hotel room so it wasn’t like she could just seduce a cameraman and feel better. It was a real issue for Nina. She was so horny and pleasing herself in her hotel room wasn’t getting it. Not even scratching the surface.

Nina Bo’nina Sexually Starved Brown.

Nina walked into the workroom a few days before the cheerleading challenge. The other girls were talking to each other. Shea and Sasha talking and smiling and obviously flirting as usual. The two had been inseparable since filming started.

  I thought these bitches had men back home? The fuck? They better watch out for these two.

Aja and Trinity were laughing  Aja was nearly shouting about her group of drag daughters back home with her loud ass.

Hopefully they aren’t as busted as you, girl.  

She hadn’t paid attention to any of the other queens out of drag because frankly she didn’t care. She looked around at all the de-dragged queens. There was Shea whose beautiful dark skin, juicy lips and confidence …did nothing for Nina’s sex drive.

No.

There was also Alexis who was thicker than the other queens in all the right places and smile was dazzling…and also did nothing for Nina.

Nope.

Sasha’s deep voice and stunning blue eyes also left Nina unbothered while the other girls were thirsty for her.

Absolutely not.

Nina didn’t get it. She was so unbelievably horny and no one did anything for her. Nina’s thoughts were interrupted by a whine.

“You guysssssss. What if I’m in the bottom this challenge? I don’t want to lip sync against any of youuuuuu.”

If this bitch don’t shut the hell up.

The whine annoyed Nina on so many different levels but also made her member quiver.

Fuck.

The more Farrah whined the more Nina disliked her and found her annoying but also made her attracted to the blonde. Nina watched Farrah for the rest of the day. She couldn’t believe that this annoying blonde was turning her on.

What the literal fuck? I don’t even like blondes.

Later Nina was honored semi honored that she was able to pick her cheerleading squad. She purposely avoided picking Farrah to avoid popping her tuck. Of course, Miss Farrah Moan couldn’t make it easy for Nina. After she was picked for Cynthia’s team, Farrah just had to do a cute little movement while walking to her squad while shaking her ass while walking.

Really? That’s something to think about later tonight while I get carpal tunnel.

Farrah walked over to the group of girls Nina was standing with, “What if I hurt myself doing a cartwheel or something? I don’t wanna get hurtttttt.” Farrah pouted her lower lip and whimpered.

If we were alone I’d be biting on that lower lip.

Nina’s dick stiffened and she leaned against the table so no one else could see what was going on in her pants.

Godfuckingdammit. Not Farrah. Why her?

Nina watched as Farrah walked over to her work station. Farrah’s gray sweatpants truly complimented her ass. Her ass was round, perky and plump and everything Nina found attractive in a man. Farrah’s smile got every single of Nina’s motors running. Her hair was long,blonde and even down to her hands Farrah was feminine. Everything about Farrah annoyed Nina, and everything about Farrah turned Nina on as well.

Nina Bo’Nina Sexually Attracted to Annoying Ass Farrah Moan Brown.

Nina tried finding something sexually appealing about the other girls to distract herself from the other girls. Shea had thick and beautiful dick riding thighs.

Not dick riding thighs.

Nah, Nina couldn’t get over Shea’s goofy ass smile. Trinity was a Southern girl like Nina and had a cute accent. Her  ass was amazing and perky.

Aaand plumped with whatever people inject in their asses that aren’t dicks.

Sasha was appealing in many ways but every time she opened her mouth she had something serious to say about queer culture and history.

Professor Velour looking ass.

If Nina wanted a history lesson she would have taken a college course on it.

Denied.

Aja had a cute smile and amazing body. Nina just couldn’t get into Aja’s loud ass voice with her Brooklyn accent.

I bet that bitch is extra as fuck in bed though with chicken blood and shit.

Plus, Aja’s ear gauges really turned Nina off but she secretly wondered if she ever got freaky with the holes in her ears. Every time Nina tried looking at the other girls in a sexual light, Farrah showed up. Nina was starting to believe Farrah was purposely getting in her range of vision just to fuck with her.

This dumb bitch. Get the fuck out my head. Damn.

Later, Farrah stood in front of her work station which she whined about not having days before. She went through her gowns and outfits, accidentally knocking her White Party look off it’s hanger.

“Oh noooooo. I hope it doesn’t get dirtyyyy.”, Farrah whimpered like a puppy whose bowel was empty.

For the love of God, don’t bend over and pick up that ugly ass cheap look. Please.

Farrah whined as she bent over to collect her garment. Her pants clung to her backside perfectly.

Fuck.

Nina’s eyes immediately followed Farrah’s movements and body. Nina felt her 10 inch member start to get erect. She quickly sat down and covered it with the sheet of lyrics for the upcoming lip sync.

Why her? Like,seriously. WHY HER?

Nina didn’t just get it. Normally she wouldn’t go for small framed blonde boys but in LA she did. Nina didn’t know what she wanted to do more, slap Farrah across the face with her hand or her dick.

Maybe this bitch will mess up in the cheerleading challenge and go home.

Nina couldn’t get so lucky and Farrah survived the challenge. Hell, she even did pretty decent. After days of watching Farrah whine, whimper and moan around the workroom, Nina’s dick had had it. It felt like it was going to explode off her body and fly across the workroom and hit the mirror. She couldn’t control herself any longer. Every time Nina would try pleasuring herself in her hotel room Farrah would pop up in her thoughts.

Stupid bitch.

Nina walked over to Farrah who was recently mourning the loss of her Las Vegas sister, Kimora. Farrah had tears rolling down her sweet cherub-like face. Nina just wanted to kiss her and hold her tight and let her know everything would be alright.

Or punch her.

Either way Nina would be happy.

Farrah looked up at the slender dark man who somehow resembled Tupac Shakur in a way, “I just really thought Kimora was going to make Top 3. You know?”

Really bitch? Top 3? The girl didn’t even make third place?

Nina blinked, “Yeah. That’s unfortunate. Listen, I just wanted you to know that I’m in Room 29.”

Why the fuck would I mention that?

“In the hotel? I’m in Room 27.”, Farrah said with a smile.

So you mean to tell me this ho was living across from me?

“So, you can just sneak into my room or whatever later on?”, Nina said as she looked Farrah over.

Farrah nodded, clearly confused, “Sleepover?”

Sure, bitch. Whatever.

“You can call it that.”

Farrah smiled big, “I can do that.”

This bitch better. I swear if she’s a cocktease I’m beating that ass.

Nina nodded once and walked back to her own workstation. Hoping for the best and feeling semi insecure about it all.

Later that night, Nina stared at her hotel room door. She had been waiting for Farrah for hours it seemed like.

If this ho didn’t show up in the next 10 minutes I’m just gonna jerk off and go to bed.

Minutes passed and Nina began to worry that maybe Farrah wasn’t going to take her up on her offer. Nina started to unzip her pants to get off.

I hope I got carpal tunnel insurance.

Farrah knocked at the door,biting her lower lip. She had secretly hoped that this was going to end in a hook up and had prepared herself mentally and physically in the room across from Nina’s.

“Nina? Are you awake? It’s me..Farrah.”

Fuck yes, I’m awake.

Even when Farrah was talking normally she had a small whimper to her voice.

Nina opened the door and looked down at the petite blonde standing in front of her. Farrah smiled up at Nina hopefully. Nina quickly pulled Farrah in before anyone could see her.

“So, you came.” Nina stood awkwardly in front of Farrah, not knowing what to say or do.

Farrah laughed, “No. Not yet.”

Did she really just say what I thought she said?

“What?”

Farrah didn’t even mind answering Nina’s question and stood up a little on her tiptoes to kiss her.  Farrah had been wanting to do this since Nina wore a peach on her head in the first challenge. The blonde slipped her tongue into the taller queen’s mouth and wrapped her arms around Nina’s shoulders and began to kiss Nina deeper and deeper.

So, she has the nerve to slide her tongue in my mouth? Alright..

Nina pushed Farrah against the side of the bed and lifted Farrah’s tank top over her head. Their kisses became more and more intense. Both queens had erections tingling in their pants and their hearts were racing.

Farrah smiled as she slowly pulled away from Nina, “So..are you clean?”

Why the fuck would I fly my ass all the way to LA with chlamydia or some shit? Dumbass.

Nina simply nodded and pushed Farrah onto the bed, not wanting to really talk but wanted to use her mouth in other ways.

“Do you have protection?“, Farrah looked up at Nina and tugged at her pants.

Son of a bitch.

“I mean, it wasn’t on the list of requirements needed for packing so…no.”, Nina bit her lower lip and watched Farrah.

I swear to God if Rupaul cockblocks me..

Farrah thought for a moment, “Are you SURE you’re clean? Cause I’m clean. In many ways.”

So this bitch came prepared?

The taller queen stroked a bit of Farrah’s hair away from her face, “I’m clean. I promise. Unless you don’t believe me and wanna go back to your room.”

Did I really just push this girl’s hair out her face? Affectionate much?

“No. I believe you.” Farrah kissed Nina’s abdomen and stroked her lower back.

Nina slowly pushed Farrah onto her back and crawled on top of the smaller queen.

I bet I could crush this bitch if I really wanted to.

Farrah moaned as Nina’s kisses trailed down her bare shoulder and down her chest. Before she knew it, the pair were both ass naked and their tongues were wrestling. Farrah crawled on top of the other queen.

“Let me ride you?”, Farrah slowly smiled hoping her smile could convince Nina.

This bitch is freaky as fuck.

“Damn right, you can ride me. You can ride me all night if you want”, Nina said between kissing Farrah’s small yet soft lips.

Am I really going to have sex with Farrah Moan? Of all the other bitches here?

The two switched positions and made out for a little while. After preparing Farrah with lube and stretching, Nina slipped all half of her member into Farrah with a swift thrust. Farrah had never been with a man as endowed as Nina and her facial expression told the story.

“Oh, it’s so biggggg. I don’t think I can take itttt.” Farrah whined, annoying but sexy.

Nina nodded, “Are you sure? I mean we can ease into it?”

Farrah slowly began to ride Nina’s dick, trembling from the pleasure it caused her. Nina kissed Farrah’s chest and held Farrah’s hips tightly. The more heated the two became, the deeper Nina’s dick slid into Farrah. Within minutes, Nina was balls deep into the pale queen.

She really knows how to ride a dick.

“Yes! You feel so good!”, Farrah cried out as she bounced herself on Nina’s member,shutting her crystal blue eyes. She held her own member in her hand and pumped it up and down.

Nina slapped Farrah’s hand away from her erection and started pleasuring the blonde queen. It was the least she could do considering Farrah was doing all the work by springing her small body up and down on Nina’s body. The two queens moaned in pleasure, kissing each other deep and intense and exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues.

At least her breath is fresh.

 Farrah rode Nina as if she were a porn star, Nina slapped Farrah’s ass and grabbed Farrah’s firm cheek in one hand and jerked her off in the other. Farrah’s moans became louder and louder. She couldn’t help it. Her moans were whiney and whimper-y like her normal voice but the moans turned Nina on even more.

So this is why she’s called Farrah Moan. At least she lives up to her name.

Nina thrusted her hips upwards into Farrah, “Shh..you’re gonna get us caught.”

Damn, bitch.

“I can’t help it..you feel so good!”, Farrah yelped as she bounced herself on Nina’s 10 inches.

Oh, so my dick is so big it’s making you moan THAT loud? Gonna get both our asses disqualified. I ain’t a Willam.

Nina attempted to mask Farrah’s loud breathy moans by kissing her deeper. The two wrestled around in the hotel bed, making the bed pound against the wall. The thrusts and bounces became more desperate and frantic.

“I’m going to cum!”, Nina moaned against Farrah’s lips.

Farrah nodded quickly, leaning her head back and in return got Nina’s lips drug across her neck. Within moments of Nina announcing her soon to be arrival, Farrah moaned as loud as she could and shot her load across Nina’s dark chest and stomach. In return, Nina’s hips bucked as she filled Farrah up with her own liquid.

The two breathed heavily and collected their thoughts.  Farrah slowly and carefully got off of Nina and collapsed next to her. Nina looked down at what Farrah left on her body.

I did always like how cum looks on my skin to be honest.

“Oops..”,Farrah giggled and leaned her head over Nina’s body, lifting her body and ass up a little and licked the sticky liquid off Nina’s chest and stomach with a small ‘mmmm’.

This bitch is really going to try me and make me get another boner? 

Farrah kept her cum in her mouth and slowly french kissed Nina to exchange the tasty substance. Nina gladly licked the cum from Farrah’s tongue and swallowed it.

And she’s tasty too?

The blonde laid her head against Nina’s shoulder and curled her small dainty body against her.

Is she really going to cuddle me?

Nina slowly stroked Farrah’s back, pulling Farrah closer to her and let out a content sigh.

Am I really going to cuddle back?

Farrah’s eyes slowly drooped and she made a quiet whine, “I’m too sore and tired to go back to my room. Can I spend the night? Pleaaase?”

Bitch, if you don’t get the fuck out my bed.

Nina ignored her inner voice and nodded, “Yeah. The production wakes us up at 5:30 so as long as you’re gone by 5 we’re good.”

The unlikely pair cuddled close and sweet as if they were a real couple or at least at feelings for each other.

I wonder if whoever is in the room next to me heard this bitch’s moans and the bed hitting the wall.

Farrah shut her eyes and slowly drifted to sleep in Nina’s arms, content as a puppy in front of a fire place. Nina watched the other queen carefully with adoration in her eyes. Or was it hatred?

I either really hate this ho or I really like her? Let’s hope it’s the first one. I ain’t trying to catch feelings.

Nina bit her lip and stroked Farrah’s hair affectionately. She wished she could at least understood what was going on in Farrah’s mind or what she was dreaming of.

Her hair is as soft as her personality.

The creative queen exhaled slowly and hoped Farrah would at least stay for a few more weeks so she could fuck her and get off from Farrah’s intense sexuality. If Farrah could sneak into her hotel room at least once a week, Nina would be good to go until she got back to Atlanta and her horniness would subside. Or get even worse. It was a risk Nina was willing to take.

Nina Bo’nina Fucked Farrah Moan in The Ass Brown.

Sue me.

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