#hal carter fanfiction

[navybrat817]

A Proper Welcome - Part 2

Pairing: Mechanic Alpha!Bucky Barnes x Omega!Reader x Carpenter Alpha!Hal Carter Summary: Bucky and Hal help you through the beginning of your heat. Word Count: Over 3.3k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), threesome, spitroasting, a/b/o dynamics, conflicting feelings (everything is consensual), talk of safe word, stubborn reader (is that a warning?), Alpha!Bucky and Alpha!Hal (they are warnings, okay?). A/N: Only took me 9 months to get to the next part of A Proper Welcome done for you lovelies! Excited once again to share more this particular reader and relationship as it unfolds. Beta read by the amazing @christywantspizza​ , but any and all mistakes are my own. Thank you, lovely! Moodboard created by yours truly and banners by the lovely @maysdigitalarts .

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You weren't sure what you expected to happen after you ordered your alphas to own you, but they didn't move after they both removed their shoes. True to their word, they waited for you to open the door. Your hand shook as you reached for the handle, your defenses still fighting your instincts. Bucky placed his hand over yours when you made no move to open it. You were shocked you were still upright. 

“Are you having second thoughts? Are you scared?”

You almost shrank back, not because you didn’t want his hands on you. No, you craved him and Hal. That was the problem. “A bit scared,” you admitted, quickly shaking your head. “Doesn’t matter. Just need you to fuck me.”

“It matters if you’re scared of us,” Hal said, placing his hand on the back of your neck. He didn’t squeeze or apply any pressure, but it soothed you more than you expected. “You need to tell us. Please.” 

Your body responded instantly to the combined touch, warmth spreading from your chest down between your legs. “Not scared of you. I’m scared of what happens after,” you felt a tear fall before you could stop yourself. Because Hal was right, everything would change once they had you. 

“Didn’t you say we’ll talk after this is over?” he reminded you. “We’ll figure this out.”

“But why would you want me without your marks?” you asked. At least, you thought you asked. Your words felt heavy on your tongue as you tried to turn the handle. It wasn't easy to fight biology.

I don’t want my alphas to reject me. Why do they have that power over me? Why am I giving them that?

“Open the door, baby, and we’ll show you how much we want you. Marked or not,” Hal said against the shell of your ear. 

“We’ve got you,” Bucky added, pressing a kiss just above your collar. "You hear me?”

Another tear rolled down your hot cheek. It was exactly what you needed to hear and it wasn’t a lie. Good alphas. My alphas. The knowledge that they would be yours without the bond yet finally made you push the door open. 

I’m allowed to be vulnerable. I’m still strong. I’m safe.

"Good girl. We know that wasn't easy. This is your space and it means everything that you're letting us in," Hal praised.

"Your rules, okay? We'll follow them," Bucky added.

"Red," you said quickly. "If I need to stop," you added so they understood what you meant. 

You weren't sure how many omegas had safe words or if you could even remember once you slipped past the point of no return.

"Green for good and yellow for warning?" Hal asked, nodding when you did.

"Good girl," Bucky said, shutting the door once the three of you were inside. "Thank you for telling us." 

The view of your nest feet away called to you, a fresh wave of slick coming on at the realization that they were going to ruin you there. The only men you would ever allow into your bedroom and the most sacred parts of you were going to get you through this. The tingles of arousal continued to pool from your gut as you stumbled forward, whining when a pair of arms kept you from falling. 

“Easy, kitten,” Hal said affectionately. “Let’s get you out of these clothes first. Then we’ll give your body what it needs, okay?”

Bucky stood before you as you nodded and wordlessly lifted your arms when he grasped the hem of your top. "We'll get you through this," he whispered, lifting the fabric away and dropping it to the floor. 

Hal kept an arm around your waist as he unhooked your bra, Bucky's hands coming up to remove that as well. Your breasts spilling free relieved some of the tension you carried, but it wasn't what you needed. The ache between your thighs increased when you caught the darkening gaze from the large alpha in front of you.

"Beautiful, omega. Fuck, can I touch you?"

"Yeah. Touch me," you whined, wondering if you looked desirable when you pushed your chest towards his palms. The weight of your breasts in Bucky’s hands occupied you while Hal pulled down your skirt and underwear. He avoided touching your wet, pulsing cunt. Why? "Kiss me."

Bucky brushed his lips against yours, his thumbs brushing along your hardened nipples. Purring from the featherlight touch, heat continued to spread through your body as you moved insistently against him. The kiss ended far too soon, but you had no time to complain when Hal turned your head toward him. 

If Bucky's kiss was tender and gentle, Hal's was consuming. His tongue swept inside your eager mouth, taking his time to explore. A slow smolder. A fast burn. They gave you both. Like the last, it ended before you wanted it to. 

"She won't break, Buck," he assured his friend. 

"What?" you mumbled.

The vibration of a growl had you opening your mouth, registering that Bucky kissed you again. The tenderness simmered still beneath the fervor, their hands strong and sturdy against your trembling body. It no longer felt like your heat dictated your wants. It was them. These men were going to devour you. 

Let them swallow me whole.

"You with us?" Hal asked when Bucky's lips trailed along your jaw. 

"Yeah. Green," you gritted, your abdomen tightening in pain. "Fuck."

"Okay, let's get you to bed," Bucky slipped an arm around your waist to help Hal guide you over. The action distracted you from the momentary pain, comfort flooding you as they placed you on the mattress. "There you go."

"Clothes. Off." you gasped, gazing between them as you stretched out on your back. 

You struggled to sit up as they began to undress, unsure of which one of them to concentrate on. Bucky's broad chest rose and fell with each breath, the metal arm fitting for his hard body. Hal's sun-kissed abs tempted you to touch them. The leaner of the two, he looked no less intimidating. Whimpering when they both began to push off their jeans, you couldn't stop the slick that began to stain your sheets.

"Still need us?" Bucky questioned, his thick cock springing free. "Need us to take care of you?"

"Use your words, omega," Hal smirked, his cock hard and ready, too.

Care for me. Keep me. Don't let me go, please.

"Fuck me," you begged, your fingers twisting in the sheets. The sheer size of them made you wonder if they'd split you in two, but you welcomed the challenge. Your body would accept theirs and make a home for them. "Now."

"On your knees," Bucky ordered.

"Bossy," you muttered as you turned over and moved to the middle of the mattress.

"You like it," Hal noted, settling in front of you on his knees. Instead of shoving his dick in your watering mouth like you half expected, he cupped your cheeks instead. "Don't you?"

Biting your lip, you nodded slightly. "Don't tell him that."

"I'll pretend I didn't hear you," Bucky said, the bed dipping behind you as Hal chuckled. "Fuck, look at you. So pretty. So wet."

"Smells so good. Can't wait to taste you."

You never thought praise for your pussy would make you preen, but your alphas continued to surprise you. The smaller alpha kissed your forehead as hands moved up the back of your thighs, getting closer to your most intimate parts. You could smell their arousal, which fueled your own. The reminders that they were there for you was enough to make you faint.

"Fuck me," you whispered because that was easier to say. It was all your brain could process as your basic nature took over. "Alphas, I need you."

"Bucky needs to stretch you out a bit. We don't wanna hurt you."

"You won't." 

You gasped when the first finger breached you. It was embarrassing how wet you were, but you didn't dwell on it as the thick digit pumped slowly in and out of you. 

"You're tight, doll. I know you'll open up for us, but he's right. We don't wanna hurt you."

The small hiss you let out had more bark than bite. You'd be sore and exhausted by the time your heat finished. The good alphas that they were, they knew the prep was necessary. You'd be covered in their scents soon enough. 

"Bucky, hurry up," you whined as another long, thick finger pushed inside, spreading and stretching you with such care. 

"And you call me bossy," you heard the smirk in his voice. "Need me inside you so badly you can't wait a few more seconds? Need Hal that badly, too?"

I'll smack him with his own metal hand when this is over. I swear. No, no, no. Good alpha. He's a good alpha. 

"Yes! Please! Why won't you fuck me?!"

Going into heat was an experience you never expected to get used to, no matter how many times you went through it. The need to be taken, bred and claimed wasn’t something you asked for. But being surrounded by the scents of the two powerful alphas boxing you in, you wondered why you resisted your nature so much. Maybe because you had never met anyone like Bucky Barnes and Hal Carter. 

But I’m not ready to be claimed. Not yet. What if it does matter to them? What if they want a better omega? Someone who isn’t as stubborn as I am?

A whine bubbled from your chest at the thought of them rejecting you after letting them in, a call to them to protect you. The air that crackled between you and the men shifted to something deeper, more intimate. The rumbles from their chest soothed you, willing your body to relax as your mind shut down more.

"Look at me," Hal urged, dipping his head so he was in your line of sight. You wished you could always see that tenderness in his eyes. "Breathe, baby, please."

Bucky kissed the base of your spine as you took slow, deep breaths. "Good girl. We're still here, doll. Not going anywhere."

"Sorry," you mumbled as Hal shook his head.

"Don't you dare say you're sorry. This is a lot and it's an honor that you're letting us help you."

"You're helping us, too," Bucky said, making you whimper as he pulled his fingers out. "Believe it or not, you are. Our kitten."

"Our beautiful kitten," Hal smiled.

Being called "kitten" just then almost felt like "omega", but it was different. Special. And you weren't sure if it was their words, scents or touch that kept your breathing nice and steady. Maybe it was all of it. 

Thank you. 

"Look at him," Hal urged, helping you turn your head to look over your shoulder. 

You held your breath as you watched Bucky lick your slick from his fingers, a deep growl reverberating in his chest. The sight of his blown pupils added to your crazed need as he brought his hand to his cock. Your thighs twitched as he pressed the tip to your aching hole. He was going to wreck you just for Hal to do the same. 

"Green, alphas. Please."

You were ready. 

"Fuck," Bucky groaned when he began to push in. 

"Breathe," Hal whispered before the air rushed back into your lungs. "Good girl."

By some miracle you didn't collapse as you took Bucky's cock in inch by inch, resisting the urge to push your hips back. As desperate as you were to be fucked deep and hard by each of them, this type of care was what you needed in your core. Hal's hand moved along the back of your neck and shoulders, easing away the remaining tension. As you predicted, your body stretched and welcomed your alpha home. It would for both of them. 

Home. I'm home. 

"Fuck, you're still tight," Bucky hissed, keeping his hips still as you adjusted to his size. "Pussy's gripping me like a vice."

You purred, clenching around him with purpose as he finally moved. You were already close. It should've mortified you to be on the edge of an orgasm from the first slide of the thick length inside you, but you didn't care. 

"Bucky. Hal," your thighs shook as you whined. 

"You need to come? It's okay, kitten. Do it," Hal encouraged you, brushing a thumb along your cheek as his other hand fisted his cock.

“Come,” Bucky grunted. 

Your eyes widened as your release shot through you, your own cry echoing in the room as your muscles spasmed. Your mind began to fracture as Bucky thrust through it, pleasure blinding you as you found Hal’s mouth. His tongue against yours added to the ecstasy that threatened to tear you apart. You allowed them to destroy you.

The orgasm took some of your edge off, but it wasn’t enough. It wouldn’t be enough until they gave you what biology demanded: to be knotted and bred. They wouldn’t actually breed you tonight, but your body wouldn’t know the difference. Not while you were stuffed full.

Need their knots. Need them.

“There you go, kitten. That’s better, isn’t it? Keep sucking my cock back in.”

Your walls ached as Bucky pistoned in and out of you, tears forming from the burning pleasure that began to quickly build again. The evidence of your climax seeped around his cock as you struggled to hold on, the unyielding and steady pace overwhelming your senses. Your head dropped, trying to lick at Hal, wanting to take care of both alphas. 

“Kitten, you don’t have to- Oh, fuck,” Hal moaned as your hands gripped his thighs for purchase, swallowing him down as much as you could. “We don’t deserve you.”

You whined in protest, savoring how he twitched against your tongue. It was the other way around. How were you worthy of them? Their strength and patience, the need to take care of you yet agreeing to your terms. You wished you could find a way to properly thank them. For now, your body would do.

“We don’t,” Bucky’s breath slid over your back as he stretched over you again, forcing you to take more of Hal in your throat. Both of them inside you had your senses in overdrive, taking what they gave you. “Beautiful, fierce, ours.”

“And yours. We’re yours,” Hal’s wrecked voice had your abdomen tightening as tears fell from your eyes, mewling as his hand moved underneath your collar. Damn hormones. “It’s okay. We’ve got you.”

You were thankful you couldn’t speak because the urge to rip your collar off and beg for their marks grew with each thrust. Bucky gripped your hips to hold you in place as you sucked harder and clenched tighter, anything to push the thought of being claimed away. Your heart ached from the struggle because it would feel so right to have them sink their teeth in.

Wouldn’t it?

“You’re brave, kitten. Strong. You’re you. The kind of partner we need,” Bucky reminded you, as if he sensed the internal conflict. 

Partner. Not omega, partner. An equal. 

“The partner we crave.”

Even as they fucked you, they could see right through you. These alphas who accepted you on your terms and gave you hope for a brighter tomorrow. It was everything you wanted to deny, but everything you needed to believe and accept. 

They’re my home.

“Stop,” Hal gasped, gently pulling himself out of your mouth. His cock bobbed in front of your face as he wiped the drool from your chin, trying in vain to take him back in. “We both know you don’t want me finishing in your mouth. Not yet.”

You whined because it was true. As tempting as it was for him to spill down your throat, you needed him in your soaked cunt. Wanted Bucky to pin your arms over your head as Hal put you on your back. God, he’d keep your legs spread open as he speared you over and over.

“Knot me, breed me!” you cried. 

“We will. We will,” Bucky promised, driving faster into you. 

“You’ll feel us for days. Weeks,” Hal swore and, fuck, you believed him.

“I’m close,” Bucky warned, though he didn’t need to. The swell of his forming knot pushing against your hole gave you the signal loud and clear. “Gonna take my knot like a good girl. Get your slick all over me while I fill you up and make you mine. And when I’m done, Hal’s gonna do the same. ‘Til you’re begging for us to stop.”

“No, don’t stop, don’t stop!” You arched your back as Hal’s hand glided over your bouncing breasts and aching nipples, desperate to be consumed by both of them. “Alpha, please. don’t stop. Oh, God!”

You exploded, moving helplessly between them as your walls twitched. Flames shot down your spine as you once again allowed the sensations to take over again. You barely registered that they spoke to you, coaxing you through another powerful orgasm. A noise spilled from your mouth, something between a scream and plea, tired of being empty. 

“Fuck, kitten, that’s it. That’s fucking it. Give it to us. Give us everything,” Bucky growled, thrusting once more.

A kaleidoscope of colors danced in front of your eyes as he seated himself fully inside you, having to hold onto Hal as he filled you like he promised. Hot and thick, your body greedily accepted every drop of him. Teeth sank into your shoulder, drawing another cry from you. It wasn’t a claiming mark, but it felt good.

Everything felt good.

“Good girl. Good fucking girl,” Hal praised, giving Bucky a small smirk and a smack to his shoulder. “Stop growling against her skin and get her on her side so she’s comfortable.”

Bucky grumbled something you couldn’t catch as he released his teeth, kissing tenderly over the bite. He didn’t move you right away, both of you trying to catch your breath. Your heart pounded fast, your walls gripping his knot like it would fade away too quickly if you stopped. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” the larger alpha whispered as he nudge the collar with his nose. “This is heaven. You’re heaven. Hal, fuck, you’re gonna lose your mind.”

“I already have,” Hal said, kissing your forehead. “I already have.”

Your heart raced, reaching up to touch your collar. They hadn’t tried to remove it. They listened to you. “Alphas?” you mumbled, wincing when you attempted to inch forward.

“Easy, easy,” Bucky whispered as he wrapped his arm around your waist, carefully shifting so you both laid on the bed. He huffed against your skin as he spooned you, smiling as Hal grabbed a water from the bedside. 

“Here.” He brought the bottle to your lips.

You took a few sips, whining when you saw how hard he still was. 

“Don’t worry, kitten,” his voice deepened as he set the bottle down and stretched out in front of you. “Once his knot goes down, you’ll have mine.”

“Thank you,” your eyes squeezed shut, hiccuping as your chest seized up. “Stay.”

Don’t cry again. Don’t fucking cry.

“Oh, kitten,” Bucky sighed, rubbing your hip when you hid your face in Hal’s chest. “You don’t need to thank us. We’re staying right here.” “We’re yours, remember? Your alphas,” Hal gave you an assuring smile. “Now be good and rest for a few minutes.”

“Bossy,” you muttered.

“And you love it.”

Their words in your mind lulled you back into a sense of comfort, floating as you stayed boxed between them. A sleepy smile formed, half aware that this was just the beginning and that your alphas weren’t going anywhere. You could be mortified by your needy behavior later. For now, you let yourself be an omega. Because your secondary gender isn't a weakness with them around. 

I’m safe. I’m cared for. 

I’m home.

*****

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[sweeterthanthis]

Imagine if your family owned a farm and their good friend the Sheriff liked to drop by during the day to make sure things were running smoothly. In fact he came by almost everyday, he knew how much you need a hand bent over in the barn. Makes your stepbrother Hal a bit jealous when he watches from the door though. He thought he was the only one giving you a hand 😏

Fuck, yes. On your knees like a good girl for the Sheriff...a little filth below the cut. 18+. Stepcest, obviously.

Sheriff Bodecker likes how much of a hungry little thing you are, especially when you've got his cock in your mouth. There isn't another girl in town that sucks him the way you do.

"Tha's my girl, keep swallowin' my dick 'til I tell ya ta stop."

Little does he know, its not all about him. In fact, your focus isn't really on him at all. Lee's too lost in the heaven of your mouth to notice where your attention really lies.

Hals icy, almost betrayed, stare burns into you; sweat dripping from his neck and soaking through his vest, his knuckles white against the barn door. Your eyes meet his for a moment, slyly winking at him and burying your nose in the coarse hair at the base of the Sheriffs cock.

"There ya go, you got it. Fuck, I bet you'd stay there 'til ya went blue in that pretty face if I asked ya to."

His attention made you feel pretty, made you feel powerful. It might be you on your knees for him, but he's gone for you. And he's got no clue that the second he leaves, Hal is gonna reclaim what's his. What's been his since your respective parents' wedding night four years ago.

Hals words from that very night ring clearly in your head as Lee's warm, sticky spend coats your throat. "May not be able to show everyone you're mine, but you'll always know it. You'll always feel it. You'll always want it to be me."

I'm wet.

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[georgiapeach30513]

Kinktober 2021, Day 31: Double Vaginal Pentration

Summary:  You and Hall were just innocently chasing each other

Pairings:  Hal Carter X Reader X Jimmy Dobyne

Rating:  explicit

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, PIV sex, unprotected sex, fingering, double fingering, double vaginal penetration, spit, a tiny bit of degradation, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  1.5K

Previous

Series Masterlist

You sit on the tree limb next to Hal. Leaning over to rest your head on his shoulder. The forbidden love that your mother had warned you about right at your finger tips, and you couldn’t get enough. If the two of you were ever caught, you know the talk of the town would be severe. But neither of you cared.

He playfully pushes you off of him, before jumping off the branch. His long toned legs racing through the field, and his unbuttoned shirt billows through the wind. Neither of you had taken the time to fully dress after a quick skinny dip in the pond.

Followed by the sweetest love making on the dock. His disheveled hair dripping down on you, only caused you to moan even louder up at him.

“If you catch me, I’ve got a big surprise for you,” he yells out behind him. His bare feet taking him in the direction of the barn.

“That’s not fair! You got a head start, Hal! Wait up.”

He stops a moment, feigning the need to catch his breath. Making sure his shirt is spread wide so you can see the deep hills and valleys of his sculpted stomach. “Come on, Mouse. You can do better than,” he screeches, as you reach out to almost grab him. His body jolts towards the barn, and he slinks in towards the door.

Standing there mocking you almost catching him, “Since you didn’t succeed, I think you need to give me a surprise.”

“What did you have in mind, stud,” placing your hand on his shoulder, you run it down the expanse of his abs. Feather light touches heating his skin up. You cup his bulge; leaning forward to bite on his puffy bottom lip when you see another step out of the shadows.

Normally Hal would have jumped in front of your body to shield you, but instead he has a devilish grin, as his friend, Jimmy Dobyne, steps closer. “Well, well, well. Didn’t imagine seeing the preacher’s daughter caught in a compromising position with the farmhand. Howdy do, Miss Mosley. How’s Pastor Mosley’s sermon coming along for tomorrow?”

“Jimmy, maybe,” you begin biting your lip. “Maybe we don’t mention this?”

His gaze sweeps down your body, making note of your hardened peaks shining through your damp shirt, “I think you might have forgotten some of your clothes, miss.”

“Hal?” you plead up at him. While Hal skipped the service typically, Jimmy was always present. He could easily tell your secret. “If my father finds out…I’ll be sent away. Impure. I won’t be suitable for marriage.”

“Oh, sweet Mouse, I’m sure Jimmy will keep our secret.”

“It’ll come at a cost,” your eyes go misty as he steps closer to you. His hand skimming down your side, before he pulls your hip into him. “I just think I deserve a taste of that sweet nectar that Hal can’t stop talking about. Said that you’re more delectable than any fruit.”

Looking up at your lover he gives you a nod, but you shake your head clinging tighter to Hal, “What if it’s a joint thing. It’s not wrong if you’re fucking me, too. Didn’t you tell me that your light once burned for Jimmy Dobyne? Look at him, his cock is twitching in his trousers. It could be fun. And daddy doesn’t have to know.”

Jimmy’s hand moves up your body, settling on your tit as his thumb circles over your buds. Leaning forward, his lips ghost open mouth kisses all down the expanse of your neck, and you feel your hips start to grind into him. “She’s responsive,” he hums, taking a moment to admire you desperate need for friction.

“Mouse, you gonna let Jimmy fuck you, too?”

“No one knows about this?” you genuinely ask, because this could ruin your family.

“Not a soul,” the both of them promise as Jimmy walks to board the barn up from the inside. “Of course,” the other boy begins, “I can’t promise people won’t hear you scream.”

“Stop it, Dobyne. My little Mousie is just a sweet girl. But in time, you’ve molded your cunt to my cock haven’t you?”

You give him a nod as his hands remove your dress, and Jimmy lets out a soft moan when your body gets exposed to him. His hands explore your soft curves, while Hal captures his mouth with yours. Immediately dominating your mouth, pushing his tongue into yours to taste your sweet sounds.

Randomly he looks down at Jimmy who continues his study of your body. Leaning forward before circling your nipple with his mouth. Yipping into Hal’s mouth with the sensation, but your body again, reacts.

Arching your back into him. Hal’s hand travels down your front, dipping under you panties, and you chirp at the sensation.

“Uh-uh, I wanna feel,” Jimmy coos, his own hand slipping down with Hal’s.

Already feeling full with your boyfriend’s two fingers, but Jimmy doesn’t care, he slips in two of his own, and your body bucks at the sensation. Yelping and pulling yourself back, to stare down at the two of them.

“You wanna see don’t cha, sweet Mouse. You gotta watch those sweet preacher’s daughters,” with one swift movement, he has your panties ripped off of you, and you gaze at the two of their fingers pumping into you. Jimmy grabs at your leg, urging Hal to do the same. And everyone stares at those four thick digits cramming into your cunt.

“I’ve got the best idea,” Jimmy states, his mouth starting to kiss on your face, and you like it. The both of their hands soaked with your juices. “Have you ever taken two cocks?” you shake your head rapidly, leaning over on Hal.

“Come on, let’s see how much this pretty pussy will stretch. Add another finger.”

The both of them enter in a third finger, leaving you spread eagle, and your walls stretched tight. “Fuck, you can take it. I know you can, Mouse. Do this for me, and not only will I not say what you and Hal have been doing, but I promise you’ll be begging to do this again.”

“Mouse, it’ll be fun, baby. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you,” his curiosity gets the best of him, and he wants to feel and see this.

“Hal, lay down. This sweet Mousey is going to lay on your back, so I can fuck her from the front.”

Hal does as he’s told, and you sink down over him. Giving a quick show to Jimmy as you bounce over top of him. With a smirk up to him, you lean back, and he sees your glorious hole take all of Hal. His hips pushing him up into you. “What’re your waiting for Jimmy?” your voice sultry and now just as ready as the men.

He pushes you to fully lay back on Hal’s hard chest, his arms circling your body. The pressure of his embrace comforting you. Jimmy moves to stand in between your legs, and he watches your wet heat suck his best friend in, and he spits a line of salvia to your entrance.

He slaps his angry cock on your clit, the three of your arousal mixing together, and he spits at your spread pussy again. “Jimmy, baby, just do it.”

“Such a needy little whore, isn’t she?” he smirks. His blunt head poking at your tight little hole. Hal stills his moments as Jimmy tries to stretch you out. Pushing through your entrance, when he finally breaks through.

Your whimper echos in the barn, but both you and Hal nod, coaxing him to go deeper. Jimmy doesn’t stop his descent until he’s balls deep, and you lose all sense of reality. Cunt stretched impossibly tight, but the feeling of a warm fullness overwhelms you.

Jimmy waits until your breathing evens out, and he stabs into you. Slow steady thrusts, and you speak in a nonsensical tongue. Just relishing in the feeling of being used. The feeling of having two men take you apart, and still your body accommodates both of them.

Jimmy’s eyes never leave where the three of you become one. Your juices making a sloppy mess as it leaks onto Hal’s ball sack, and you can’t wait to clean him off with your sinful mouth.

“Grab her hips, and fuck her,” Hal grunts. “I don’t want to cum until I see how tight these walls clench around us. Mouse, you look beautiful like this. Animalistic,” he stops when your sweet sounds ring out into the barn. Sobbing out their names, and your fingers grip down on Jimmy’s forearms as he barrels into you.

Those desperate mewls a symphony to the two of them. Eyes rolling into the back of your head as you see stars in your vision. Your orgasm jolting you like a strike of lighting. And you don’t know who came with you, and who was shortly after, but the added warmth and fullness makes you cry. Feeling the three of your cream ooze out of your womb, but no one wants to pull out. “Well, that was unexpected,” Jimmy sighs.

“I told you, he’d fall for it, Mouse. How’d that pussy feel, buddy? Like I said, she is the nastiest little thing.”

“Mouse? More like a minx, you filthy little slut,” he pulls out of you, helping you to sit up on your knees.

Hal’s softening cock flops out of you, as their seed drops out. Not one to waste it, you gather some up with your fingers only to suck each one dry. “I think I need a repeat. My brain just forgot what happened.”

“Maybe next time someone gets my ass.”

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[rookthorne]

𝐅𝐄𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘'𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓

2/1 ⋮ CLOSER | @sgt-seabass

Bucky Barnes x Reader

CEO!AU 》 Smut

I have no words but 🥵😵‍💫🫠 (X)

4/1 ⋮ UNTITLED | @thenhewaswrongaboutme

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

YHHMSGM 》 Smut

Bucky should know better by now for goodness sakes! 🤣 (X)

4/1 ⋮ FORBIDDEN FRUIT | @duckybarnes1917

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

DBF!AU 》 Fluff, Smut

I feel like this fic was tailor made for me, which isn’t the truth, but you nailed every single one of my fucking weaknesses and I am weak. Please keep killing me. (X)

4/1 ⋮ TAKE MY BREATH AWAY | @buckycuddlebuddy

Bucky Barnes x Reader

DILF!Neighbour!Pornstar!AU 》 Fluff, Smut

↳ Chapter 1 ✦ Fluff, Smut

My jaw is on the floor - the tension was beautifully written and I literally cannot get enough! 😵‍💫 (X)

4/1 ⋮ BLACK CROWN | @sgt-seabass

Hal Carter x Reader

Royal!AU 》 Dark, Angst, Fluff,

A beautiful and poetic punch to the guts that I will devour over, and over again! 😭 (X)

𝐍/𝐀

12/1 ⋮ FIGHT ME | @mystrana

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Medical!AU 》 Fluff

One of my most favourite fics I have ever read. It cannot get better than this. (X)

I just want to apologise to the writers that I said I would read this month, it has been hectic and quite a hellish couple of weeks with my health - and it doesn't help I got quite a bit tunnel visioned with my energy towards my own writing. I will try to make up for it next month. 💗

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[sgt-seabass]

How would Nick react in clockwork au if puppy was blearily saying James’ name in her sleep?

𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔

✧˚ · . Nick wants all of you. And he will do whatever it takes to claim your soul.

pairing — mob boss!prime alpha!nick fowler x omega!reader w/c — 1.9k this is a dark fic. 18+ only. AU masterlist. listening to — ♫sleepless warnings —general dark elements (dark AU), a/b/o dynamics, manipulation. a/n — thank you for the ask and interest in the AU! i hope you enjoy. jessica chastain is not a representative of the readers looks i just wanted a gif of nick kissing a forehead lol. not beta read, we die like men.

The first time Nick heard it, he thought it was ghosts whispering that damned name in his ear.

The second time Nick heard it, he realised it was a scarier reality than phantoms.

You were calling for James in your sleep again, an occurrence that happened regularly.

Even after all the work Nick had put into making you his, there was still that subconscious part of you that held onto the past. Even though you smiled at him in your waking hours, someone else had a space in your heart.

It wasn’t like it was unexpected. Nick knew he would be crazy to assume you would have no residual feelings for your lost life. But it still hurt. His omega, calling for someone else.

He wondered what you dreamt. Did you dream of James in a world where he survived? Or were they memories of the past? Did he treat you well? Were you happy?

There was a quirk in your lips, a slight sway of your hips. Were you dancing with him?

Nick considered calling Steve. Doctor Kemp always seemed to have a way of making omegas comply, plus he was one of his greatest allies. But Nick knew that the heavy-handed approach wouldn’t be appropriate here. While Steve’s suggestion of having other alphas use you worked to break you down beautifully, accessing a soul was a task that required a delicate touch.

Slipping from the bed, Nick left you in your peaceful slumber, dreaming of the man you would never have. In nothing more than black sweatpants and a navy sweater, he sat in his chilly office.

For a while, he just kept the lights off and pondered.

If his younger self could see him now, he wondered what he’d think. This was certainly not the life Nick had intended to lead.

But the world was cruel, and so he became crueller. To escape hardship, he became the creator of it. A devil walking the earth. 

Around you, though, he wanted to be good to you. He would never forget when he heard you laugh for the first time. Nick had accidentally tickled your sides while brushing past you, and the sound that came from you was glorious.

Nick sighed, pouring himself a scotch from the decanter. He’d burn the world, but keep you safe always.

After he’d finished his glass, the familiar burn of liquor pooling in his belly, Nick turned to the only other person he trusted the opinion of.

Hal Carter. The alpha worked on Ari’s ranch. While Ari bred omegas using alpha studs, Hal trained them and kept them calm. He was gentle. Those girls were taken well cared of, which was to be expected when they needed to produce pups.

It was an art how Hal could smile and exude calming energy to those around him. His words were always smooth like silk, rolling off his tongue so naturally you can’t help but listen. It helped the omegas stay calm, and they all trusted him. He was still one of the bad guys; all the alphas in his circle were. But he was the best of the bad. Scott Huffman, the one who would take Ari’s bred pups in and raise them on his ranch, he was a close second.

Within thirty minutes of texting him, Hal turned up on the mansion’s doorstep. The sun was barely rising, only subtle hues of gold beginning to grow.

“Thanks for coming so early,” Nick ushered Hal inside, bringing him to the office while the rest of the home remained in a dream state.

“I normally get up by dawn to go hunting anyway, s’no trouble.” Nonchalant as ever, Hal sat himself down in one of the office armchairs in his green plaid shirt and blue jeans.

Nick poured himself another scotch, plopping two ice cubes into the crystal glass. “Want a drink?”

Hal raised a brow, scoffing. “Unless it’s orange juice, no. I ‘ain’t drinking.”

“I can do that,” Nick said, disappearing from the room and returning with a tall glass of juice, a slight shudder of nervousness in his hand when he gave it to Hal.

There was a rawness in the air, as if Nick wasn’t playing a game. He was putting his whole deck of cards on the table for Hal to see. It was hard to trust, but Nick didn’t have anywhere else to turn.

Nick sat in the armchair opposite Hal, swirling the liquid in his glass, and Hal quirked his head. “Look, as much as I love catching up with you, why did you ask me here so urgently? Is something wrong?”

Nick went through the long explanation of your past, how you came into his care, and how you were acting now. Hal listened attentively, face staying blank as the horrors were laid bare. After explaining, Nick sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I want her to dream of me. Dream of her alpha.”

“So, what you’re telling me is you’ve killed her alpha, kidnapped her, had her gang fucked, chased her, and choked her until she passed out, yet you expect her to dream of you?”

There was a beat of silence before Hal spoke again. “Do you really act like her alpha? She’s not a toy, Nick. And she’s not just a pet. You have to be gentle.”

“I don’t know how to be gentle,” Nick sneered, crossing his arms defensively. 

“Bullshit. Every alpha has a gentle instinct deep down. Be the alpha your sister and mother would have wanted you to become.”

Nick growled and stood, throwing the glass at the wall behind Hal’s head, the crystal shattering into a million shards across the dark hardwoods. It was ballsy bringing up his family. The other alpha flinched slightly, but he wasn’t afraid.

Nick puffed his chest, gritting his teeth so hard they were ready to shatter. “That’s a cruel thing to say. You’re pushing it, Hal.”

“It is cruel. But it’s what ‘ya needed to hear. The world is fucked, but her world doesn’t have to be. You’re the one bringing that upon her. You want her to dream of you? Give her memories good enough to dream about. You’ve broken her down, and done the harsh things you needed to. Now you need to build her back up. Without that affection, she will just continue to crumble time and time again. Don't you want to see her smile?”

“More than anything,” Nick grumbled, sitting back in his chair with a hardened expression. He wanted to feel your happiness through the bond. It was like a drug.

Hal drank the last of his juice, setting the glass down gently on the side table. “Then, there you go. Just work to make her smile for you more. Life is good with a happy omega, Nick.”

“She hates what I do, though. And I can’t - and won’t - change that.”

“Then make her existence with you good enough to outweigh that.” Hal proposed the idea like it was easy. Just treat you right, and it would all fall into place.

But was it really that easy?

The chase had changed you. You were more receptive to Nick and seemed more content overall. But he could still see the flickers of fear that lay dormant, ready to wake at any time. And James— Well. Your subconscious hadn’t let him go yet.

Perhaps Hal was right. Maybe you were broken enough that you’d adapt to this life with some positive reinforcement.

After Hal had left, Nick ordered the staff to make you breakfast before he wandered back up to the bedroom, the morning sun beginning to peek past the blinds. Nick took his jumper off, wanting to feel your skin on his. 

You shifted a little in your sleep when the bed dipped from Nick’s weight, his arms looping around you and pulling your naked form close. “...Alpha…?” You asked blearily. It wasn’t often you got morning cuddles like this. Normally, Nick was already working by the time you rose.

“Morning, omega,” Nick kissed your forehead, spooning you so his warm, firm chest was flush with your back. “Nice dreams?”

You stiffened for a moment before nodding, curling into his hold comfortably. “Yeah.”

“Good. I need you full of energy today,” Nick said as he kissed your neck gingerly, a soft contrast to his tight hold on you.

Nick ran his hand up and down your side, fingers running over the bruises he’d left on your skin the day prior when he fucked you rough over his desk.

“Are we playing hunt the whelp?” Your voice wavered nervously. So meek, so small. Nick nearly growled at the thought of hunting you, but he held it back.

Nick cleared his throat, shifting a little, so his hard-on wasn’t too obvious against your ass. He was trying to focus, all his energy going into being nice. But Nick could tell you knew he was turned on, your own arousal signalling through the bond. “No, no. We’re going shopping.”

You perked up at that, turning to look at Nick. Your curious shining eyes had his heart skipping a beat. “Shopping? Like, going outside?”

“Yes. We’re going into town. I’ll buy you whatever you want.” 

The excitement that flooded the bond was overwhelming. Nick had never felt anything like it. You were happy. But there was some anxiety there too. “Won’t people recognise you? What if something goes wrong?” You asked with a growing frown.

Nick shhed you, gently running his finger over your frown and pushing your lips up at the edge so you were smiling. “You’re the safest omega in the world. Plus, Beck and Mace will be there too.”

Your expression turned into a genuine smile. And Nick smiled back.

“Sit up. I need to check your head.” Nick turned to the bedside, getting together his dabbing alcohol and bandages. You always seemed to end up with some injury after Nick had a bad day. It wasn’t overly intentional, but his anger often turned into dark arousal that left you sore and battered but pleasured too.

You’d banged your head on the desk yesterday when Nick shoved you down and caught your forehead on one of his fountain pens. It left a cut, but Beck dismissed it as minor, needing to be covered with a plaster.

Nick pulled away the bandage with you sitting cross-legged in front of him. He hummed, content at the sight of the healing cut. “Looks good, pup. My good girl, healing so well.”

Nick could feel the heat radiating from your skin as he gently cleaned the cut before placing a fresh bandage on the wound.

“Ah, just in time.” Nick put his things away as your breakfast was brought in. Pancakes with maple syrup and strawberries.

You seemed like a fish out of water, and Nick understood that. He was flipping his demeanour for you. This was new for him, but not entirely unwelcome, especially when he felt your ease through the bond.

Nick sat with you, cutting up the pancakes and feeding you small bites. Every so often, you would meet his gaze, a little twinkle in your eye that wasn’t there before.

It wouldn’t always be like this, and Nick knew he had a long way to go in putting your pieces back together.

But it was a task he knew he would never fail. 

He would have all of you.

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[twas-a-stormy-february-day]

Spn 15.01 Rewrite

The bunker. Erik was laying on the bed in his room, his heart not beating. Not yet.

Chuck appeared next to him, laying his hand on Erik´s forehead. There was a flash of light and Erik opened his eyes. He flinched back, when he saw the one who had murdered him.

“Don´t worry. I fixed everything.” Chuck turned away. “But you may want to start preparing for the apocalypse.”

“Wait!” But Chuck was already gone.

Erik got up, wandering through the bunker. From the war room he heard voices.

“This is going to be awkward.”, he muttered before entering the room.

Carter seemed to be talking over comms, he was very anxious. “Are you safe?!”

Alari was sitting next to him. She was silently crying and shaking her head.

“Alari. Carter.” Erik tried to get their attention.

Alari turned, jumping when she saw him. Carter saw her reaction and whirled around.

“Erik is back.” He said over comms, feeling very relieved.

Alari hurried towards Erik, throwing her arms around him. “You are back.”

He returned the hug, before letting her go.

“What´s going on?”, he wanted to know.

“We don´t really know yet. Chuck did something and now a new type of ghosts seems to have risen.”

“Chuck brought me back. He said that everything is fixed, but we should prepare for the apocalypse.”

“That does not sound like everything is fixed.”

“But why is he doing that, I thought he was supposed to be good?” Alari asked.

There was a moment of silence, before Carter said: “We have more urgent problems now.”

At the cemetery, the hunters had made it to the crypt, locking themselves in.

“These were no ordinary ghosts.” Cas said, when they gathered in the middle of the room.

“He wanted to bring back the angels. Maybe the demons got out as well.” Jack told them.

“But these were no demons.” Dean argued.

“They were like ghosts with hell signatures.” Cas tried to explain.

“So we burn their bones?” Eileen asked.

“How? There are too many.” Dean looked around for any weak spots in their sanctuary. For the moment they seemed to be safe.

“Are you safe?” Carter asked over comms.

“We are in a crypt. I hope it will hold.” Kendra answered.

“Erik is back.” Kendra repeated Carter´s news, since not all of them had comms.

They all were relieved and felt a sliver of hope return.

“We are coming to get you.“ Erik promised.

“Be careful.”

Alari parked the car at a distance. Erik and Carter flew to the crypt while she waited. With the iron bars they had brought, and Erik´s ability, it didn´t take long to dispose of the imminent threat of the ghost zombies.

The seven of them made their way to the impala. From there, they drove to the next town, catching up about what was going on with other hunters.

In Harlan the consequences of the ghost apocalypse were not yet apparent to the public. Some strange appearances had been reported to the police, but nothing had caused a mass panic. Yet.

They parked the cars and assembled in a nearby café.

“I just talked to Rowena.”, Carter told them. “She gave us instructions for a spell to lock the ghosts in, but we will have to evacuate the town.”

“That will have to do for now.”

Cas grimaced. “There is a disturbance on angel radio.”

“It´s so loud.” Jack said.

“Almost like millennia ago. Before our numbers were greatly diminished.”

“Do you think Chuck´s plan worked?” Jack asked.

For a moment they were silent.

“The epicenter of the ghost apocalypse is here. But there are sightings all over the world.” Carter said, looking up from his tablet.

“Then just building a barrier around town isn´t enough. Is there a way to draw all the ghosts here?” Kendra said.

“Yes, there is.”, came a voice from next to the table.

“Billie.” Dean said.

The new death stepped closer. “These ghosts. This isn´t right.”

“We know they are no ordinary ghosts.” Eileen said.

“But do you know what they are?”

“They are demonic of some sort.” Cas attempted.

“They were demons.” Billie clarified. “Before Chuck went too far. He was never allowed to do this. And the fact he could…” Her eyes bore into Jack. “… It just isn´t right.”

“He said he wanted to bring the angels back, to save the world.”

“He brought back way more than just the angels.”

“So you are saying… all these ghosts are from hell? That´s just great.” Dean said.

“There are no demons right now. All ghosts, along with the ordinary ghosts.” She turned away and said over her shoulder. “You do the ritual. I will make sure, they get here in time for the show.”

Cas and Erik walked along the streets, trying to see if anyone was left behind. Kendra and Eileen searched another part of the town, while Dean and Jack completed the ritual. Carter and Alari were headed to the school, along with the town´s people.

“Did you hear that?” Cas asked and hurried in the direction of the noise.

There was a dog barking inside a house.

Erik opened the door. The dog was standing in the hallway, he barked again and ran to another room.

“There must be someone inside.” Erik said and followed.

That someone turned out to be a budgie, inside a cage.

“I agree with the dog. No one should be left behind.” Cas said.

Erik carefully lifted the cage with his metallokinesis, which got him a weird look from the dog.

“Don´t worry. He is a mutant, and I am an angel.” Cas calmed the dog, which got him a weird look from Erik.

With the dog and the flying cage they left the house.

“I think we should tell them.”

Carter looked up from his tablet. “Tell them about what?”, he asked Alari.

“The ghosts. The apocalypse.” She looked at her phone. “Like… maybe we could do a tutorial or something.”

“So that they can protect themselves? I agree with you, just… should we tell them about the apocalypse? I mean that could cause a mass panic, don´t you think?”

“Right, so maybe not that. But they should know… like, the basics.”

“Okay. Let´s do it.” Carter sent a message letting the other hunters know about their plan.

“Look.” Eileen pointed at a house. “Someone is in there.”

“Could it have been a ghost?” Kendra asked.

“I´m not sure. We should check it out.”

The air in the garage was cold. They looked around. “Is anyone here?”

“Hello? Up here!”

Kendra nudged Eileen and pointed up. Two girls were hiding there.

With the help of the hunters, they climbed down. One was a teenager, the other one younger.

“There is a strange man in the house.” The older girl told them, her voice shaking.

“Did you see Rachel?” the younger girl asked.

“I told you, she is already outside.” The older one seemed on the verge of tears.

Kendra and Eileen exchanged a look.

Kendra kneeled in front of the younger girl. “What is your name?”

“Lizzie.”

“Do you want me to show you something?”

Lizzie nodded and Kendra unfolded her wings.

Eileen spoke with the teenage girl, leading her a little bit away.

“This is Kendra and I am Eileen. We can protect you, we are hunters. What is your name?”

“I am Felicia. Rachel is Lizzie´s sister. Or… she was.” She spoke quietly, barely holding back her tears. “She is…”

“I am sorry. But we are going to bring you to your parents, it will be okay. There is hope.” Eileen raised her hands to her head, palms facing each other, then bent the fingers forward. The sign for hope.

“Let´s get out of here.” Kendra said.

“So… I didn´t kill Erik.”, Jack said slowly. “But I´m still to blame. Because Chuck did it to get to me. And it worked. I am sorry.” He looked at Dean, looking for his affirmation.

“It´s not your fault.” Dean said without looking at him. They were on their way to the hospital hoping for a way to get a heart, which they needed for the spell.

“What happens now? The apocalypse, I just wanted to help. Chuck said this would make everything better.” He looked around the empty streets. “But this doesn´t look better.”

“Look.” Dean said, coming to a halt and finally looking at Jack. “To tell you the truth, everyone of us has some kind of history with fucking things up. Hunters. Legends. Angels. Hell, even Chuck himself. Especially him. Screw him. He was gone too long and now he is back… just to screw things up even worse. If you want to blame someone, blame him.”

“You are right. Thanks.” Jack said, feeling a little better.

They continued walking, until there was a scream and they started running.

“Shouldn´t everyone be evacuated by now?”

It was the sheriff, who was laying on the ground. Next to him was a woman.

She smiled strangely at them. She wanted to say something, but Dean shot her before she could.

As she vanished, they ran to the sheriff.

“He is dead.” Jack said.

They were silent for a time, before Jack spoke again: “Rowena said… we need a fresh heart, didn´t she?”

Dean looked away for a moment, conflicted, before he nodded. “You or me?”

“Let me. I think my powers are returning.”

Dean put the salt on the street, as Jack reached into the sheriff´s chest.

He checked his phone. “Erik and Cas are already out of town. Eileen and Kendra just need a minute.”

Jack put the heart on the salt. “Should I start?” “We should wait for Billie.”

“I´m ready when you are.” The former reaper said, having just appeared.

Dean looked at his phone again. “You can start. They are safe.”

Billie closed her eyes and flashes of light came from every direction. “Do the ritual, nephilim.”

Jack started incanting the words and a red light passed through them.

As the screeching sound of the ghosts arose, Billie touched their shoulders and they were at the school.

“Be warned.” Billie said, as she let go of them. “I couldn´t get every ghost in, as I said they are different. I trust you hunters will handle this.”

Dean and Jack both nodded solemnly and she vanished.

The hunters met at their cars.

“It´s far from over yet.” Carter said. “But we taught a few of them some tricks.”

“I was wondering, if we should reach out to Chuck. He owns us an explanation.” Cas said.

“What about angel radio?”, Erik asked.

“Still in disarray.”

“We will see about that, but for now I think we did what we could.”, Carter said.

“You are right. We should go now.” Erik said, closing the trunk of the impala. “We got work to do.” He remembered all these years ago, when Dean had recruited him back from Xavier´s College for the Gifted.

Some of the town´s people waved at the hunters as they drove off. Eileen met Felicia´s eyes. The girl was standing with her parents. She waved and then repeated Eileen´s sign from before – the sign for hope.

Note: I haven´t learnt ASL yet, but I hope to do so in the future. So if I make a mistake just let me know.

#supernatural #season 15 #rewrite #fanfiction #15.01 #hunters #lol #legends of tomorrow #dean winchester #erik winchester #magneto #eileen leahy #kendra saunders #carter hal #alari tarazi #castiel #jack kline #ghosts #apocalypse #demons #angels #billie the reaper #death #x-men #xavier´s school for gifted youngsters #xavier´s college for the gifted

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My Massive SHIP LIST

The following is a LONG list of all the ships I enjoy from a moderate to an extreme amount and have probably looked at fanfiction for at some point. Keep in mind this doesn't include every movie and/or show I've ever watched and I may make edits to this at a later time. Godspeed you unfortunate witness.

Agents of SHIELD

Coulson X May

Daisy X Lincoln

Fitz X Simmons

Bobbi X Hunter

Mack X YoYo

Arcane

Caitlyn X Vi

Arrowverse

Oliver X Laurel

Roy X Thea

Diggle X Lyla

Barry X Patty

Wally X Jesse

Caitlin X Ronnie

Kara X Mon-El

Alex X Maggie

Brainy X Nia

Attack on Titan

Eren X Mikasa

Falco X Gabi

Bertdholt X Annie

Ymir X Krista

Levi X Hange

Avatar the Last Airbender/Legend of Korra

Katara X Zuko

Aang X Toph

Sokka X Suki

Aang X Katara

Bolin X Korra

Avengers (MCU)

Steve X Natasha

Tony X Pepper

Thor X Jane

Wanda X Vision

Peter Q X Gamora

Scott X Hope

T’Challa X Nakia

Matt X Karen

Luke X Jessica

Peter P X MJ

Bucky X Sarah

Ben 10

Ben X Julie

Kevin X Gwen

Berserk

Guts X Casca

Bleach

Ichigo X Rukia

Uryu X Orihime

Tatsuki X Orihime

Gin X Rangiku

Toshiro X Momo

Boku no Hero Academia

Izuku X Occhako

Todoroki X Momo

Bakugou X Kirishima

Eraserhead X Present Mic

Castlevania

Trevor X Sypha

Alucard X Greta

Class of the Titans

Jay X Theresa

Atlanta X Archie

Critical Role

Percival X Vex’ahlia

Vax’ildan X Keyleth

Scanlan X Pike

Sylas X Delilah

Fjord X Jester

Beau X Yasha

Caleb X Essek

Imogen X Laudna

DC Comics

Clark X Lois

Bruce X Selina

Diana X Steve

Barry X Iris

Wally X Linda

Hal X Carol

Carter X Shiera

Oliver X Laurel

Arthur X Mera

Constantine X Zatanna

Dick X Barbara

Tim X Stephanie

Garfield X Rachel

Conner X Cassie

Kate X Maggie

Hank X Dawn

Garth Ranzz X Imra Arden

Nura Nal X Thom Kallor

Jo Nah X Tinya Wazzo

Val Armorr X Princess Projectra

Kara Zor-El X Querl Dox

Lar Gand X Tasmia Mallor

Demon Slayer

Tanjiro X Kanao

Zenitsu X Nezuko

Giyu X Shinobu

Digimon

Taichi X Sora

Koushiro X Mimi

Takeru X Hikari

Takato X Jeri

Rika X Ryo

Izumi X Junpei

Disney Animation

Mulan X Shang

Eric X Ariel

Simba X Nala

Tiana X Naveen

Tarzan X Jane

Rapunzel X Eugene

Hercules X Meg

Aladdin X Jasmine

Doctor Who

11 X Clara

Dota - Dragon's Blood

Davion X Mirana

Evangelion

Shinji X Kaworu

Fairy Tail

Natsu X Lucy

Erza X Jellal

Gray X Juvia

Wendy X Romeo

Final Fantasy

Zack X Aerith

Cloud X Tifa

Squall X Rinoa

Tidus X Luna

Lightning X Snow

Noel X Serah

Noctis X Luna

Fire Emblem

Byleth X Dimitri

Fullmetal Alchemist

Ed X Winry

Roy X Riza

Ling X Lan Fan

GI Joe

Snake Eyes X Scarlett

Garo

Kouga X Kaoru

Ryuga X Rian

Raiga X Mayuri

Gatchaman

Ken X Jun

Gundam

Domon X Rain

Shinn X Stella

He-Man (OG Continuity)

Adam X Teela

Adora X Sea-Hawk

Duncan X Sorceress

InuYasha

InuYasha X Kagome

Sango X Miroku

Sesshomaru X Kagura

Kohaku X Rin

Invincible

Mark X Eve

Kamen Rider

Hongo X Ruriko

Godai X Ichijo

Shoichi X Hikawa

Shinji X Miho

Takumi X Mari

Kenzaki X Hajime

Yuuto X Airi

Wataru X Mio

Tsukasa X Natsumi

Shotaro X Tokime

Ryo X Akiko

Eiji X Hina

Gentaro X Nadeshiko

Ryusei X Tomoko

Haruto X Koyomi

Kouta X Mai

Kaitou X Yoko

Shinnosuke X Kiriko

Gou X Reiko

Takeru X Akari

Alain X Kanon

Emu X Poppy

Sento X Banjo

Kazumin X Misora

Gentoku X Sawa

Sougo X Tsukuyomi

Aruto X Izu

Fuwa X Yua

Touma X Kento

Rintaro X Mei

Keiwa X Neon

Kingdom Hearts

Kairi X Sora X Riku

Aqua X Terra

Lea X Isa

Roxas X Xion

Riku X Namine

Lucifer

Lucifer X Chloe

Maze X Eve

Magic Knight Rayearth

Hikaru X Lantis

Umi X Clef

Fu X Ferio

Marvel Comics

Steve X Sharon

Tony X Pepper

Thor X Sif

Hank X Janet

Reed X Sue

Peter X MJ

Wanda X Vision

Jean X Scott

Kitty X Colossus

Rogue X Gambit

Rachel X Kurt

Black Bolt X Medusa

Clint X Bobbi

Bucky X Natasha

Matt X Elektra

Luke X Jessica

Warren X Psylocke

Miraculous Ladybug

Adrien X Marinette

Alya X Nino

Naruto

Naruto X Hinata

Sasuke X Karin

Sakura X Rock Lee

Neji X TenTen

Shikamaru X Temari

Ino X Sai

Choji X Karui

Gaara X Matsuri

Kakashi X Might Guy

Asuna X Kurenai

Tsunade X Dan

Yahiko X Konan

Ouran HighSchool Host Club

Haruhi X Tamaki

Persona

Yu X Rise

Chie X Yukiko

Kanji X Naoto

Ren X Makoto (or Kasumi if we're going with Royal canon)

Power Rangers

Tommy X Katherine

Jason X Trini

Adam X Tanya

TJ X Cassie

Andros X Ashley

Karone X Zhane

Leo X Kendrix

Carter X Dana

Wes X Jen

Cole X Alyssa

Taylor X Eric

Tori X Blake

Trent X Kira

Sky X Z

Doggie X Kat

Nick X Madison

Mack X Rose

Casey X Lily

Dillon X Summer

Ziggy X Dr. K

Kevin X Mia

Mike X Emily

Troy X Gia

Tyler X Shelby

Eddie X Vesper

Marv X Chloe

Amelia X Ollie

Ranma ½

Ranma X Akane

Revolutionary Girl Utena

Utena X Anthy

Rurouni Kenshin

Kenshin X Kaoru

RWBY

Ruby X Penny

Blake X Sun

Weiss X Marrow

Yang X Weiss

Jaune X Pyrrha

Ren X Nora

Qrow X Summer

Sailor Moon

Usagi X Mamoru

Ami X Zoisite

Rei X Jadeite

Minako X Rei

Makoto X Nephrite

Minako X Kunzite

Saint Seiya

Seiya X Shaina

Hyoga X Eri

Shiryu X Shunrei

Shun X June

Ikki X Esmeralda

Deathmask X Aphrodite

Aiolia X Lyfia

Yato X Yuzuriha

Sasha X Tenma

Koga X Yuna

Souma X Sonia

She-Ra (Netflix Version)

Adora X Glimmer

Catra X Scorpia

Star Wars

Obi-Wan X Satine

Anakin X Padme

Ahsoka X Lux

Luke X Mara Jade

Han X Leia

Finn X Rey X Poe

Din Djarin X Bo-Katan

Super Sentai

Ryu X Kaori

Sasuke X Tsuruhime

Chisato X Kouichirou

Shun X Miku

Yuri X Tatsuya

Yosuke X Ikkou

Isshu X Nanami

Mari X Ban

Sen X Umeko

Doggie X Swan

Sakura X Akashi

Masume X Natsuhi

Rio X Mele

Sosuke X Miu

Chiaki X Kotoha

Takeru X Mako

Alata X Eri

Hyde X Moune

Marvelous X Luka

Joe X Ahim

Daigo X Mikoto

Tokatti X Mio

Hikari X Kagura

Yamato X Sela

Amu X Tusk

Lucky X Hammie

Balance X Naga

Keiichiro X Tsukasa

Sakuya X Umika

Koh X Asuna

Bamba X Asuna

Shigeru X Sayo

Tarou X Sonoi

Sword Art Online

Kirito X Asuna

The Dragon Prince

Callum X Rayla

Amaya X Janai

ThunderCats

Lion-O X Cheetara

Bengali X Pumyra

Transformers

Optimus X Elita-One

Arcee X Hot Rod

Bulkhead X Wheeljack

Silverbolt X Blackarachnia

Ultraman

Ken X Mari

Voltron

Shiro X Matt

Keith X Allura

Lance X Pidge

Hunk X Shay

Winx Club

Bloom X Sky

Musa X Riven

Flora X Helia

Stella X Brandon

Tecna X Timmy

Layla X Nabu

#sisi's rambles #fandom #shipping #otp #agents of shield #arcane #arrowverse #attack on titan #avatar the last airbender #bleach #mcu #ben 10 #castlevania #my hero academia #critical role #dc comics #demon slayer #tokusatsu #kamen rider #power rangers #super sentai

[moonbeambucky]

A Wealth of Love

Pairing: Hal Carter x Reader Word Count: 5618 Warnings: fluff, light angst

Summary: The only thing Hal Carter is wealthy in is love but will his forbidden romance last when his past comes back to haunt him?

A/N: This is my submission for @baezen​​​​​​​​​ The other guys writing challenge. My prompt was “Those things you said yesterday…Did you mean them?” Thank you to my love @all1e23​​​​​​​​​ for beta reading 🍕❤️ pic source (x)

Bright sunlight streams in through the windows made brighter by the all white finishings of the large kitchen. This particular afternoon is a hot one, more humid than the last few days and Y/N knows that not everyone can enjoy the comforts of her family’s perfectly air conditioned home. 

A quick search through the cabinets and she finds two large mason jars. Pulling open the fridge she takes out the pitcher of lemonade and in the oversized pantry she pulls out the container of muffins she made earlier that morning. She hums a tune mindlessly as she fills one jar with lemonade, nearly startled by a voice behind her.

“Is this really necessary Y/N?” her stepmother asked, with frustration laced in her tone.

Y/N is quiet as she sets the pitcher down, screwing on the lid and making sure it was tight. With a quiet roll of her eyes she resumed what she was doing. 

“At least you aren’t using the good glassware.” Y/N ignored her snippy comment, having learned not to engage her in conversations like this. 

She sets her items in a basket, filling the other mason jar with ice as the final step before she leaves through the backdoor, finally letting out her own frustrated huff when she was no longer in earshot of her stepmother.

Y/N walked down the freshly manicured grass of the expansive acreage to get to the large white barn where Hal Carter was hard at work. He was the stable hand and has been working for Y/N’s family for almost two years. 

Hal was six feet tall, with strong arms made stronger every day by the work he does. The outline of his muscles could be seen through the plaid button downs he would wear and sometimes take off on the days when he was already overheating in thick jeans and boots. A gentle smile accompanied beautiful blue eyes and soft brown hair that would start to curl when sweat soaked his strands. 

Y/N liked seeing Hal, not just because of how incredible he looks as sweat shines over his body- the image of him lifting his shirt to wipe at his brow, exposing a perfectly carved stomach will forever be seared in her mind- but because he’s kind to her and he doesn’t expect anything from her unlike the rest of the world.

Her father doesn’t understand Y/N’s silly little dream of being a teacher. She had just completed her first year of having her own class and honestly he had hoped the whole ordeal had turned her off. He doesn’t see the point of working anywhere that pays so little and she’s tired of having arguments with him about forgetting his own roots, busting his ass with two jobs and still barely making ends meet until he found success with a patent which launched his business. He would scoff at his past, ashamed of the fact that he wasn’t born into wealth like his wife. 

Unlike her father who felt she should be at a job earning a lot, Y/N’s stepmother didn’t understand why she wanted to work at all. If it were up to her she would have her married off to William Archer III. He was an investment banker who also came from money like Y/N, having attended the same private school but that’s where their similarities ended. 

Y/N was disgusted by his attitude and how little William cared for anyone other than himself. He was a spoiled rich kid that hasn’t worked a real day in his life and never would. His company was his father’s as it was his father’s before him, and the only thing William was actually good at was profiting off the backs of those who work ten times as hard at a fraction of what he makes. 

William constantly pursued Y/N because she turned him down. He liked the challenge, thinking of her as nothing more than game to be hunted, another one of his hobbies that Y/N despises, but instead of mounting her head on the wall he’ll mount her on display around his arm as a picture perfect trophy wife. 

Hal was surprised by Y/N’s refreshing demeanor from the start. He knows his role as staff but unlike the rest of her family Y/N has never made him feel less than. She was a kindhearted soul and quite frankly sometimes he doesn't believe she’s actually related to them. 

The first time Hal met Y/N he was cleaning out one of the stalls in the stables. He took a moment to pause and wipe the sweat from his brow, nearly jumping out of his skin when he saw her standing there. She was beautiful, there was no doubt in his mind about that, and even more beautiful as she stood there flashing a radiant smile as she apologized for scaring him. She was coming in to check on one the horses, Percy, to see firsthand if his stomach issues had gotten better.

The smell alone in the stables was enough to keep her family away but Y/N didn’t mind at all, grabbing a manure fork of her own before Hal had the chance to protest so she could inspect the droppings herself. 

“He’s doing much better now Miss Y/L/N,” Hal said. She took note of the slightest hint of a Midwest accent in his voice though it was mostly undetectable. 

“I’m so happy to hear that,” she beamed, setting the fork aside and stepping forward to see the horses enjoying their day on the open lawn. She spotted Percy grazing on the grass and her heart lifted, glad to see that he was doing better. “Oh, and it’s just Y/N,” she said, looking over her shoulder back at Hal.

The formality her parents required from those they employ is not for her. Y/N knew they were privileged to have a group of people working for them, in the house and on the grounds; but Y/N always felt her parents would forget that these people were actual humans with lives that didn’t and shouldn’t revolve around their family and not robotic slaves meant to carry out all their wishes without complaint.

Hal gave a respectable nod to her, curbing his smile to a professional one as he excused himself back to work. 

Their interactions increased over time, especially with Y/N spending a lot of time with her favorite horse Penelope. She liked to brush her down and bring her apples she picked from the trees on property, and whenever they went riding Hal couldn’t take his eyes off her.

When Y/N was saddled up on Penelope’s back it seemed like it was the only time she truly felt in control of her life. It was true. Riding allowed her the time to clear her mind and with the wind in her hair she let go of everything outside of that moment.

But there was one thing that she couldn’t shake from her thoughts, Hal Carter. 

It didn’t take long before for their friendship to develop and quite soon after a forbidden romance. It was something they worked hard at, deleting texts right after sending them, hiding their pictures together. Y/N’s stepmother had a tendency to snoop so she did everything she could to protect their relationship. 

Hal tasted the lemonade from her lips, his calloused hands wrapped around Y/N’s waist, backing her up towards the wall to steal more of the sweetness he couldn’t get enough of and he didn’t mean the drink. 

Her lips were soft against his, a heavenly touch that set every part of him aflame. The idea of sneaking around made both their hearts race, every noise keeping them on edge with “what ifs” racing through their minds. If they were caught Hal would surely be fired and though they wouldn’t have to hide their relationship any more that’s not something Y/N wanted.

Hal rarely spoke to her about money; she understood and didn’t push the issue. She knew his financial situation wasn’t the best and that despite her parent’s attitude towards the staff they actually paid them surprisingly well. It wasn’t something he ever flaunted but it wasn’t something neither of them could deny. 

Still, he couldn’t help but feel like all of this could slip away from him, that one day Y/N will wake up and realize what a big mistake she made. She could date anybody, someone her parents’ won’t turn their nose up to, someone who could afford to take her out. Not even to a fancy place because Hal knows she doesn’t care about that but he’s ashamed he can’t even take her anywhere. 

“Darlin’, you deserve everything.” The corner of his lips sunk into a frown as he sighed, “And I can’t give you that.”

“Hal, I have everything and I don’t want it, I only want you.” 

He was shocked by her admission, still finding it hard to believe. “I’m nothing Y/N. I have nothing. I’m lucky I even have this job.”

She brushed the hair away from his eyes, letting her hand move down cup the soft skin of his cheek, warm against her palm. “What do you want Hal? You don’t have to work for my family forever. Whatever’s holding you back I’ll help.”

He smiled, taking her hand off his cheek to kiss the delicate knuckles of her skin. She knows what he’s doing, changing the subject when he doesn’t want to answer. Again, she doesn’t push him.

“Follow me,” he said, letting go of her hands. 

They walk along the fence of the pasture, down the slope of a small hill before they stop at a bright red maple tree. Hal adjusts Y/N to stand in the right spot, his solid frame behind her, leaning in as he points his finger up between the branches.

“Can you see?” he asked, and she tried to follow the line of sight for his finger. 

She isn’t sure what she’s looking for until she sees it, the slightest movement of a robin moving its head, spying on them from her nest.

“She’s been sittin’ on those eggs for a week now,” Hal said, smiling because he knows Y/N’s love of animals is not just for horses. They’ll be hatching soon and he can’t wait to bring her to see them. 

If this is what their dates are for now then Hal doesn’t mind it at all. Any time spent with her he’s grateful for but Y/N knows she’s been gone for too long and knowing her stepmother she probably set a timer the moment Y/N walked out of the door. 

Back in the stables she packs up the empty mason jars and reluctantly says goodbye. Hal holds her close as they kiss, the slip of his tongue in her mouth makes her yearn for more. A soft hum bubbles in her throat before she grabs the back of his head, deepening the kiss as their tongues dance together. 

They get carried away and Hal falls back into a pile of hay, protecting Y/N in his arms as she falls on top of him. With a final press to his lips she gets up, extending her hands out to Hal to pull him up. He helps wipe off any hay that may have gotten attached to her, watching her figure get smaller the further she walks away from him as she makes her way back to the main house.

With a heavy sigh Hal gets back to work, knowing for now their secret is kept by the horses, the only ones who seemed to be rooting for them. 

“What took you so long?” Her stepmother scowled, throwing her a sharp accusatory glare. 

Y/N rolled her eyes, opening the basket to take out the mason jars. Over her shoulder she responded, “You know how I like to spend time with Penelope.”

As she washes the glasses Y/N can’t see the disapproving shake of her stepmother’s head, especially as she sees a strand of hay stuck on the fabric of Y/N’s leg. She doesn’t say anything. The clack of her heels echo through the large home as she stomps her way out of the kitchen, not liking this one bit.

Y/N comes down the grand stairway when dinner is ready, her hand languidly gliding down the banister. It’s not that she didn’t want to eat with her parents, she didn’t mind their company as long as they didn’t pester her about the things that parents do, but she was tired of seeing them. 

Going away for college had been a wonderful escape, to be Y/N Y/L/N, regular college student and not the girl with a rich family. Her father was right, teaching does not pay well but she isn’t doing it for the money. However she did need to save a bit so she could move out and finally be on her own. She had assets in a trust fund but she refused to use them, wanting to prove to her family that she didn’t need their money.

“There she is,” the somewhat familiar voice of a man called out.

Y/N lifted her head, frozen in shock to find William Archer III sitting at her dining table. 

A cheshire cat smile stretched across her stepmother’s face. “Look who came by!” she feigned surprise. Y/N knew her stepmother had called him the moment she left to see Hal. 

There was plenty of space at the table but most of the chairs had been removed, leaving only one open and unsurprisingly it was next to William. Y/N plastered a smile to her face and held the back of the chair, moving it as far away from him as she could before she was scolded by her stepmother. It was embarrassing, especially when her father chimed in to remind her that they don’t treat guests this way. If only they knew what he was really like. Reluctantly, she returned the chair to its spot next to him though she kept a greater distance than where it was originally. 

Y/N wondered if she was the only one who noticed the way William would speak wildly with his hands, these big gestures that involved movement of his whole body giving him an excuse to adjust his chair again and somehow he had ended up right beside her. She ignored him as best as she could, moving her leg away each time his hand “just happened” to brush against her thigh. 

She tries her best to be pleasant despite the very unpleasant circumstances, making small talk when William didn’t talk over her. 

“Hal says the robin chicks will be born soon. I can’t wait to see them,” Y/N beamed, her smile fading as she caught the tail end of her stepmother’s eye roll. 

“Oh, I didn’t know Hal was an avian expert now. Honey perhaps we should give him a raise, a man with such an extensive animal background,” her stepmother said sarcastically.

“That’s because he is one!” William chimed in, bursting out with a round of belly aching laughter, a duet with her stepmother’s own cackling.

Y/N expected that from her but she was even more disappointed to see her father snickering. 

“That’s enough!” She slammed her hand against the table, the flame of the candlesticks wobbling back to a steady flicker. “I’m sick and tired of all you thinking you’re better than Hal or anyone else just because you have money. It’s disgusting.”

Her father clenched his jaw, “I know you like to forget this Y/N but you have money too. Stop acting like it’s something you’re so ashamed of. I worked hard to give us what we have.”

“Did you?” she asked accusingly. “Because it’s been so long since you had to bust your ass like Hal I think you’ve forgotten what it’s like to be a decent person!”

Her stepmother balked in disgust. “Young lady you do not speak to your father this way.”

Y/N ignored her as she got up from the table, stomping her way out of the house. The evening air was cool and she felt immediate relief on her skin that burned hot after her emotionally fueled eruption. Her stepmother has always been a snob but she hates the fact that her father has lost touch with reality. 

“Hey.”

She pinched the bridge of her nose upon hearing William’s voice, the last person she wanted to ever see. Hal was in the distance, working late and she was hoping to say goodbye to him before he left. Now that William’s here she can’t. 

Turning around she huffed, not hiding her contempt. William’s hands were up in a small attempt to convey that he wasn’t looking for trouble. 

“Are you okay?” His tone seemed sincere but Y/N kept her guard up. “I know you don’t like me but I do care about you Y/N. I always have.” 

She knows better than to trust him but something inside her breaks and she lets out a shuddering sob. Y/N didn’t want to feel the way she does about her parents but she can’t help it. She wished her parents were better people, she wished she could openly speak to them about how she feels, and not having to hide her relationship with Hal. She wishes things were different.

William hesitantly offers a hug and in desperation Y/N takes it, crying against him. “It’ll be okay,” he comforts, rubbing her back.

With her back turned she doesn’t see the smirk on William’s face as he spots Hal in the distance. He lets Y/N pull away, feeling comfortable enough to have gained his trust for a moment before he acts. Like a leech he grabs her face, forcing her lips to his, his tongue probing forcefully into her mouth.

Y/N is pushing him off with her hands as best as she could, scrunching her face and whipping her head around to get away from him. Her efforts don’t take her very far as his lips get closer again so instead she kicks him in between his legs. 

William doubles over in pain. “You little bitch!” he sneered, grabbing her by the hair as she tried to run away. 

His clenched hand raised to her but immediately felt his arm wrench back. He was turned around forcibly by Hal, whose own fist socked William right in the jaw. The hard punch took the coward down and while he was busy screaming expletives Hal went to Y/N.

“Darlin’, did he hurt you?” The softness of Hal’s voice brought tears to her eyes that fell down her cheeks as she shook her head. She found true comfort in Hal’s arms, apologizing for what had happened. “Shhh, you have nothin’ to apologize for,” he reassured her. 

“You’ll pay for putting your hands on me y-you… dirty lowlife scum!” William threatened, walking away from them. 

Hal’s jaw clenched with anger but Y/N’s gentle palm caressing his cheek made him release his tension. 

“I’m sorry Hal,” she said, and once again he stopped her but this time with a soft kiss to her lips. Y/N had nothing to be sorry for but on nights like this Hal felt sorry for her, thinking she wouldn’t have to go through this if she gave her heart to a better man than him.

There’s a knocking at her door and before she can get up her stepmother has already let herself into Y/N’s room. “We need to talk about what happened...” she said, settling down on Y/N’s bed beside her. Y/N braced herself for a lecture before her stepmother finished. “...after you left.”

Relief washed over her believing the serious look on her stepmother’s face was not meant to scold her but about what happened with William.

“I hope you saw what I’ve been telling you, William is–”

“William? Y/N no, this is about Hal.”

Y/N’s brows furrowed with confusion. “Hal?”

“He assaulted William. Your father and I need to reconsider his employment.”

She stared at her stepmother in disbelief. Was she actually naive enough to believe what William told her? Y/N answered her own question as her stepmother continued to talk about “poor William” and how he had to drive home holding a bag of ice to his face.

“William is a liar. He forced himself on me! Hal was only trying to protect me. How do you not see this?”

Her stepmother took Y/N’s hand in her own, awkward and unsure if this felt right or not. She was unable to have children of her own and perhaps that’s why she treated Y/N so poorly from the start, resenting her and never truly accepting her as her daughter. Y/N was passed off to au pairs and maids to be cared for as her stepmother went shopping or to the spa. Y/N has always felt disconnected to her stepmother and even more so now.

“Sweetheart, I know men like Hal. They’re fine to look at but they can’t provide for you, not the way William can.”

“You don’t know the first thing abou–” Y/N’s cheek stung at the unexpected slap she received. 

“Don’t tell me what I know because I know exactly what you’ve been up to with Hal. Stay away from him. Hal is not the one for you.”

Y/N rose from her bed, stomping as she paced in front of her stepmother, waving her finger in her face as she told her off. 

“I’m leaving. I’m going to get Hal and we’re leaving and there’s nothing you can do about that!”

“He isn’t here.”

Y/N’s eyes narrowed at her stepmother, her nostrils flaring, teeth clenching together as she hissed, “What did you do?”

“Nothing! He asked for the day off, though his days are numbered. As soon as we find someone to take his position…” her stepmother said without hiding the joy in her voice. She sauntered out of Y/N’s room feeling proud, not giving a single care she broke down crying. 

Her vision was clouded by tears as she texted Hal, wondering why he didn’t tell her he wouldn’t be there today. It took a few hours for him to respond, every waiting minute adding to her anxiety but when he finally did she was able to take a deep breath. Hal reassured her that he was fine and wondered if she could meet him later. 

Y/N told her family she was going shopping as she headed out, instead she drove to Hal’s. They were only twenty minutes apart and yet they lived in such different worlds. The homes in Hal’s area were older, small ranch style houses on lots smaller than her home’s driveway. She had so much more than this community and yet they had everything she wanted. 

She sees a dog being walked by a couple, hand in hand as they stroll down the sidewalk not worried about hiding their love. Y/N comes to a stop in the street to let the children playing move to the side. She gives a friendly smile as she slowly rolls past them, seeing their happy faces in the rear view mirror. She wonders if anyone can see how she aches behind her smile, desperate to be as happy as them one day. She parks behind his truck on the street and texts that she’s there.

When Hal came to New York he was sleeping in his truck, desperate for a place to stay. His friend Peter offered him a room which Hal helped close off and renovate into an unofficial one bedroom apartment in the back of the house. Peter needed the cash to pay his mortgage so it worked out for both of them. 

Y/N had been over a dozen times but Hal was embarrassed every time she did. His place was small but he kept it as nice as he could. He didn’t have much furniture, a bed, a pretty beat up looking couch, a small table that barely fit in his small kitchen. She told him over and over how she didn’t care about material things and deep down Hal knows that but he can’t help those feelings anyway.

She runs into his arms, enveloped by his warmth as he squeezes her tight. “I missed you darlin’,” he cooed as he tips her chin with his fingers, pressing his lips to hers.

“What happened today?” Y/N can’t help the worry woven through her words.

He takes her by the hand and they sit on his bed; he never liked Y/N sitting on that dirty couch of his. 

“I had something to take care of today… for our future.” She looks at him with hopeful eyes. “I had some trouble in my past, surprised it didn’t catch up to me yet to be honest. Once this is over I can work anywhere, we can live that life we want darlin’.”

Tears roll down her cheek, their path altered by the curve of her smile. Hal’s thumb brushes them away gently, bringing his lips to her forehead and after the softness of her lips. Clothes are slowly discarded and Hal takes his time making love to her, joining her passionate cries with moans of his own as they peak together to the heights of bliss.

He cradles her in his arms, his fingertips grazing soft circles over her back as they lay together for as long as they could, knowing Y/N would have to leave soon. The time comes sooner than they wanted and with reluctance they get dressed. 

A knock at the door startled them both, the sound of a voice even more shocking.

“Y/N! I know you’re in there!” her stepmother taunted, banging roughly against the glass pane of the screen door.

Her jaw dropped open in shock as she could only think about what a psycho her stepmother was. “Did she follow me?” Y/N whispered to Hal, panic washing over her. 

There was no point in hiding anymore, not if her parents really were firing Hal, and if that was a bluff they most certainly would now. 

Hand in hand they proudly step out from his door onto the small pathway on the side of the house. It’s there when Y/N’s jaw drops in shock to see William standing beside her stepmother, the two of them standing shoulder to shoulder with two police officers.

“That’s him,” William points at Hal, a smug look plastered on his face. 

A man as tall as Hal took a step towards him, roughly separating his hand from Y/N’s as he began to cuff his hands behind his back, reading him his rights as he walked Hal towards the police car parked crookedly in the driveway. 

“What are you doing?” Y/N pleaded for an answer. 

William answered her question, informing Y/N that Hal had a warrant out for his arrest for auto theft in Kansas. She realized that’s what Hal must have been talking about. 

“I have friends everywhere Y/N and I will make this harder for him unless…” William tried to lace his fingers with hers but Y/N quickly snapped her arm away. 

She watched helplessly as Hal was stuffed into the back of the car, wiping away the tears that began to fall. Her stepmother sauntered up beside her, making some comment about how appalled she was that she had a fugitive working for her, that’s when Y/N snapped.

“Enough! I don’t give a shit what you say. Fugitive or not Hal’s a better person than you’ll ever be. I love him, I love him with every piece of my heart and I’m going to do everything in my power to stop this.” 

The car drove away with Hal craning his neck around, not knowing if he would ever be able to see Y/N again.

“Hal! Are you okay?” Y/N said, hugging him with all her might. 

The breeze on his skin felt nice but it was nothing compared to having her in his arms again. “Much better now darlin’,” he replied, squeezing his arms around her. 

Hal spent the night in jail, calling Y/N to ask for her help. He explained everything, that back in Kansas he had borrowed his friend Alan’s car to take a girl named Madge out on a date. Alan’s jealousy got the best of him and he reported the car as stolen. They haven’t spoken since.

Once Y/N got Hal’s call she contacted her attorney, sought out every Alan Seymour she could find before she narrowed it down to the one he went to college with. She spent all morning working with the attorney to have him stop the extradition proceedings and arrange for bail instead. She couldn’t think of a better thing to use the money from her trust fund on.

“I’m so sorry about all of this darlin’, I never meant for it to come out like this. Alan coulda taken it back then but he was still mad ‘nd probably worried about lyin’ to the police.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for Hal,” she assured him, cupping his cheeks with her hand. He pressed against her palm, his lips pulling into a small smile as he looked at her. “I can’t believe my stepmother had you arrested. I hate her. I hate my father. I hate what they’ve become. Let’s go away together.”

As the words fell from her lips every part of Hal’s body stiffened with worry. He was about to ask a question before Y/N interrupted him. 

“I’m done with them Hal. I don’t care how hard I have to work to put this behind us. We’ll get through this together because that’s how I want to spend the rest of our lives.”

It was hard to hide the way Hal’s lips were pressed into a thin smile. He didn’t tell Y/N the full story, that Madge came with him when he left Kansas, to get away from her family too. By the time they got into Missouri she turned around, realizing she couldn’t leave them. 

This was different though. Hal didn’t care if Madge came or not, he didn’t feel the same way about her as he does with Y/N, which is why this is so hard for him.

“Those things you said yesterday…Did you mean them?” Hal asked, holding her hands in his. Y/N nodded and Hal let out a sigh. “I love you too Y/N but I can’t ask you to choose between me and your family.”

Her heart skipped a beat but not in the way Hal had made it done in the past. This pain was sharp in her chest and she would have fallen down if Hal hadn’t been holding her. Those were the last words she expected. 

“But you’re not asking Hal, this is my choice.”

“I know darlin’ but trust me on this, if we ran away we’d be happy but in the back of your mind I know how you’d feel, wonderin’ if your parents were okay because I know deep down you love ‘em and it would break my heart to see you tryin’ to cover that up. I can’t put that on you.”

“Hal, please…” she cried. “Don’t say this.”

This is the last thing Hal wants, Y/N is everything he’s ever wanted in life but things were always too good to be true for him. He was doing this for her even though it hurts, because Y/N deserves the best. 

“I love you Y/N, more than anything in this world. I know I can’t ever repay you for gettin’ me out, and I know your parents think I’ll never be good enough for ya but–”

“You’re wrong son.” 

A familiar voice has their heads turning around to find Y/N’s father standing there. 

“Dad? What are you doing here?” Y/N was confused, unaware of the way she took a protective step in front of Hal.

“I came to bail out Mr. Carter but it seems you’ve already done that. I wanted to tell him that Mr. Seymour has been contacted and he will be revoking his initial claim.”

“Sir, I appreciate that but I can’t ask anything of you,” Hal began.

“You didn’t have to. I owe you an apology for my wife’s behavior. She was wrong and after I heard the truth about what happened with William I owe you a thanks as well for protecting my daughter.” 

The corner of Hal’s mouth turned upwards as he replied, “You don’t have to thank me for that sir, I would take a bullet for Y/N if it meant she’d be safe.” 

“I can see that. You’re a good man Mr. Carter, a hard working man that reminds me of the person I was a long time ago.” Her father shares a look with Y/N, nodding his head ever so slightly. “And I see the way you love my daughter, that makes you good enough in my eyes.” 

Her father extends his hand towards Hal who is hesitant at first to shake it, waiting for the other shoe to drop but the sincerity in the eyes of the man before him sets his mind at ease. The two men shake and soon enough Y/N is back in Hal’s arms.

The weight is lifted from their shoulders knowing they have her father’s support, not only in Hal’s defense but in their relationship. Hiding is in the past and Hal couldn’t be happier. The truth is no matter what he told Y/N before Hal knew he wouldn’t have been strong enough to let her go.

As Hal held Y/N in his arms he vowed to never again feel ashamed about material things he didn’t have because Hal was rich where it counted, in his heart.

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[navybrat817]

Whip

Pairing: Motocross!Hal Carter x Female Reader Summary: Hal is smitten when he spots you at the tracks. Word Count: Almost 800 Warnings: Fluff, a touch of flirting, reader is a tad shy, motocross!Hal Carter (he's a warning, okay?) A/N: Meet Cowboy and Belle! July has been a terrible month for me writing wise, but this is still something. Set in the world of Starting Gate, Lapper and Downshift, we'll see them again. Thanks to @book-dragon-13 for looking this over and helping with the nickname, but any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by @firefly-graphics and banners by @maysdigitalarts. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment as it means the world! ❤️

Hal Carter always wanted to make something of himself.

WIth his sunglistened skin, natural charm, and blue eyes that sparkled almost as bright as his smile, a few thought he should’ve been a model.

Most people in his town wrote him off as a lost cause because his dad was a bum. His own mom didn’t even believe he’d accomplish anything.

Maybe that was why he stole that dirt bike years ago.

There was no place in the world for a guy like him, so why not prove them right?

He didn’t expect to fall in love with riding or revel in the rush of adrenaline.

When he was on his bike, he didn’t feel judged. It was freedom.

But being free didn’t pay the bills, not to mention dirt bikes on public roads were illegal. 

He paid his dues and did what he could to become a racer. 

Odds and ends jobs helped him save up for equipment. He even managed to save up enough for a Motocross School a few towns over.

When he wasn’t working, he practiced on dirt roads and tracks.

Hal didn’t want to just be good. He wanted to make his mark.

What better way to stand out than to give the crowd something to make them look?

Freestyle tricks were his trademark and the thing that put him on the map. Nac-Nac, Kiss of Death, Tsunami, anything to draw a gasp from the crowd.

His Southern background and light showboating earned him the nickname Cowboy.

Some of the other riders liked to sing, “Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy” whenever the pit lizards hovered around him and teased it was a shame he had to cover up his handsome face.

The attention was nice, but he knew those girls didn’t care about him. He wanted someone interested in more than a thrill.

The day he met you, you weren’t paying any attention to him. 

He hadn't seen you before. No, he would've remembered you.

You stood apart from the crowd as you packed up your camera, doing your best not to draw attention to yourself. You even lowered your head when Maddox looked your way.

He had to know your name.

Before he could stop himself, he weaved through the sea of people until he stood in front of you. Part of it was to keep Maddox from bothering you, but the other was to selfishly see you up close.

He was screwed the moment you lifted your gaze and looked into his eyes, his heart doing a funny summersault when you adjusted your bag on your shoulder and curled in slightly on yourself. 

“Hi. I’m Hal Carter,” he smiled, wiping his hand on his pants before he offered it to you. "Haven't seen you around the tracks."

“Hi,” you said softly, giving him your hand after a second. It was so soft. "First time here. Just took a few photos," you cleared your throat as you glanced away and pulled your hand back.

Hal was about to ask if you were okay before he remembered he remembered he was shirtless. "Oh, sorry. I usually put another shirt on before I mingle," he teased, gesturing to his abs. 

Another one of his trademarks was throwing his shirt into the crowd once he was done. He hoped you weren't uncomfortable.

"Yo, Hal! She gonna save a horse and ride a cowboy?" Maddox yelled his way as you stiffened.

"Fuck off, Maddox," one of the other guys snapped. 

Why? Why now? If you weren't uncomfortable before…

“I’m sorry. I have to go,” you said quickly.

“Wait,” Hal begged, careful not to invade your space as you took a step back. "You said you took some photos, right?"

You nodded, gripping the strap of your bag as a few people moved closer. He wanted nothing more than to put his arm around you and draw you away from everyone. 

"I'd love to see some of the shots from today if that's okay? No hard feelings if you don't wanna."

"Okay," you smiled bashfully as you dug a card out for him. "I hope they turn out well. Your tricks were great."

Why does that sweet look make me want to ruin and take care of you?

"Thanks. I'm sure they will," he grinned, glancing at the card as he brushed his thumb along your printed name. "Nice meeting you, Belle."

"T-That's not my name."

"Should be. You're the most beautiful girl here."

You shook your head a little when his grin widened. "Bye, Hal."

He wondered if the line was cheesy, but the shy smile he caught before you walked away gave him hope. 

Looking at the card, he couldn't wait to see you again. 

He just hoped he made a lasting impression. 

Excited to share more of our motocross boys when I can. Love and thanks! ❤️

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[jobean12-blog]

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Let Me Make It Up To You

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[dollwritesarchive]

Hc: Hal Carter is super cuddly and needy after sex, he loves to cuddle and kiss and just take super good care of his partner (specially after a rough session)

as soon as you’re both breathless and spent, no matter how much of a beast he was only moments before, hal automatically seems to become the softest, sweetest teddy bear you’ve ever seen.

BIG on aftercare, he runs you a hot bath with so many bubbles that you’ll disappear into it.

scooping you up into his strong arms, he carries you bridal-style into the bathroom to put you into the tub.

he’ll only join if you offer, no matter how much he wants to.

if you do, he’ll slide in behind you, so that you can lie back and rest against his taut chest.

snaking his arms around your waist, his fingertips trace little circles along your skin, his lips shower your neck and the back of your shoulder in loving, neverending pecks.

he’ll play with your hair so much. constantly running his fingers through it, brushing it, he’ll even wash it for you.

“you’re so damn beautiful.”

“my pretty, little glass doll.”

“what are you doin’ with a degenerate like me, anyways, huh?”

“i must be seven kindsa lucky.”

if his lips find yours, though, it’s all over.

of course, he’ll start slow, by pulling you closer. deepening the kiss. his tongue will make the first appearance and then you know he won’t be able to control himself from pulling you on to his lap and taking you for round two.

* send me fluffy/angsty/platonic headcanon requests about anyone i write for! *

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[georgiapeach30513]

Stained Like Georgia Clay, Part 10

Summary:  Even a storm couldn’t keep you away from Cole

Pairings:  Cole Turner X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex, slight bleeding, teasing, beginnings of a D/s dynamics, voyeurism, facial, swallowing, spitting, a bit of a breeding kink, marking, oral sex (F receiving), intimidation, harassment, small town gossip, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  5.4K

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Your eyes start fluttering as Cole places open mouth kisses on your arm.  You smile in your barely awake addled brain, whimpering out a bit, and his kisses turn into hard sucks.  “Cole, what time is it?”

“It's nearly noon,” he says against your skin, and you jump awake.  Realizing you're still naked, you pull the covers up around you.  “Don’t be like that.  I had your tits all in my mouth.”

“Cole!”

“What?  Are you ashamed of what we did?  You seemed to like it enough to do it two more times.  You make the prettiest sounds,” you slowly lick your lips, looking at the foot of the bed to see that Loretta was no longer there.  “She wanted to go outside.”

“What did it look like out there?”

“A few branches down.  But I’m more concerned about what things look like in here.  Do you regret having sex with me?” You shake your head no, finally turning to look at him.  “I didn’t want to hurt you.”

“You didn’t hurt me.  It’s just…I would like to keep this between the two of us.  It’s nobody’s business what we do.  And you know how small towns work.  I don’t want what we have to be looked at as something dirty.  And I don’t know if I’m ready for us to joke about it like it’s something dirty.”

“You’re right, my sweet Bumblebee.  I’m sorry,” he gives you a quick kiss, and walks out of the bedroom completely naked.  You are able to see every freckle and mole on his back, and you jump up to follow him, grabbing the throw at the foot of the bed to wrap around you.  He opens up the fridge looking at the drinks before grabbing out a small bottle of orange juice, and drinking it.  Walking over to the couch he sits down, and you’re left to stare at his morning hard on.

“Bee, what’s wrong, baby?” He asks, smiling over the juice.

“We’re just going to walk around naked?” He smiles, nodding his head.  His hands run up and down his thighs, and his dick was right there.  It wasn’t anything you haven’t done, and still, you were too scared to say anything.  “You’re…well you’re…”

“Hard as a rock,” he sighs, looking down at himself.  “If only I had a girlfriend that could take care of it.  Could be fun.  But if she doesn’t want to, it’s okay, too.  I just thought you might like being on top this time.”

“Oh, it’s that easy?”

“Bee, do you want to have sex?” You let out an airy giggle, answering with a yes.  “Then come here.”

“I don’t know what to do,” you say walking closer, letting the blanket fall to the floor in a heap of fluff.

Cole holds up his hand, urging you over closer, “Just, straddle me.  I’ll put myself inside of you.  And you do what feels good.  Just being inside that pretty little pussy feels amazing.  You don’t have to do anything more than that.  But make yourself feel good,” you go to straddle him.  Placing both knees on either side of his body, and look down at his cock reaching up to your tender hole.  

“You’re going to have to sink down lower,” he grips the base of his cock with one hand and the other goes to your hip, urging you to lower over him, and you slowly sink down, yipping when his bulbous tip breaches your tight channel, and fully let yourself sink down on him.  

Going all the way down until you can’t anymore, you let your forehead rest on his shoulder, panting out his name.  “You’re deeper.”

“Does it feel good?” You nod your head on him, but he clears his throat, “Use your words.”

“Yes.  It feels good.”

“Good girl,” you bite your lip, while his arms circle around you.  Pulling your body closer, and you let out a pornographic moan.  “Did it feel that good, sweet Bee?”

“Yes,” you get up off his shoulder, staring at him, before giving him a chaste kiss.  “Can you help me?”

“Of course,” grabbing onto your hips, he coaxes your body to just grind over him.  Your clit being stimulated on his pelvis.  His hands run down to your ass, and he gives the spheres a quick grab.  “You’re doing so good, baby.  Just like that.”

“But you’re not moving in and out of me.”

“Bounce on my cock then,” pursing your lips, you readjust your stance.  You wanted him to feel as good as he made you feel.  Making a few movements, but it still wasn’t what you were looking for, “Don’t think too hard.  Whatever feels good.  Nothing feels as good as you,” that wasn’t enough for you.  Moving around again, you make a movement with your hips, and look up at him smiling, “There ya go.  Keep doing that.”

Hal walks into your house, and looks around for a moment.  He walked up the stairs to your bedroom, but knew you wouldn’t have been so stupid as to sleep upstairs.  He also knew that storms terrified you, but didn’t think you would still be asleep.  You should be awake.  You should be thanking him for coming to check on you.  Walking back downstairs, he looks at the lazy Loretta lounging on the floor, “Where’s your bed, girl?”

He lays your pitiful amount of mail on the kitchen table, and opens the fridge and oven.  There was no breakfast or lunch made.  Not a fresh pitcher of tea, and then he heard your sweet voice mewl.  He could feel his cock twitch in his Wranglers, and he looks around to make sure no one was watching before adjusting himself.  

Reaching for the basement door, only to realize it was locked from the inside.  With a roll of his eyes, he goes to the junk drawer, pulling it all the way out of its track to reveal the secret compartment of keys, and he grabs out the basement key.  Moving to unlock the door, and opening it, he really heard you moaning.  

Whimpering out Cole’s name over and over again, “Fuck, Bee, just like that, baby.  Yeah, that it, right there,” quietly he takes a few steps down, and could see your completely nude self riding on top of him.  Cole leans forward, holding one of your tits in his hand before closing his mouth over the hardened bud, and you moan out his name again.  

Cole had sullied your name.  You had fallen for all his tricks, and he had you performing for him like his little whore.  Had you a blubbering mess, incoherent to the point only his name was muttered out of your mouth.  Your body writhes over him, and your head looks up at the ceiling, “Nu-uh, you keep those pretty eyes on me.  Wanna see you cum again.  Go on.  You’re close.  I can feel you squeezing me.”

“Cole!” You scream out, slamming your hands on the back of the couch, and you grip the fabric tightly.  Your body moving even faster over him.  Hal had watched movies down here with you, and on that couch, and now Cole’s naked ass was on it.  “Cole!  I’m…”

“Oh, I know you are.  I’m close, too, baby.  Let go,” your mouth goes slack, and your body starts trembling.  Your legs shake uncontrollably, and your head collapses on his shoulder, “Good fucking girl.  Shit, you fucking soaked me.  Where do you want me to cum?”

“Inside of me,” your voice meekly says, and Hal is disgusted at you.  You really had turned into his whore.

“Aw, sweet girl, you know I can’t.  This damn town doesn’t have a drugstore, and if they did, I wouldn’t be caught dead buying you the morning after pill.  Tell you what, I can cum on your face or in your mouth,” you body was still slightly convulsing.  Your mouth slowly sucks along his neck.  “You marking your territory?” You nod your head, and suck just a bit harder.

“Would you like to cum on my face?” Dammit to hell.  You just kept sinking further into his depravity.  “Where do you want to put your cum?  It’s yours.”

“What’s mine?” You slowly start gyrating over him.  And lift up off him, giving him a devilish smirk, “Bee, what’s mine?”

“All of it.  My body, my innocence, it’s yours,” Hal knew it.  You gave it all up to this man that was just using you for sex.  Molding you to be his slut, and he was going to leave you.  A man like Cole didn’t stay.  “Where do you want to cum?”

“Mmm, this pussy is mine?”

“Mhmm.  You can cum wherever you like.”

“I want to paint your face today, uh…fuck…Bee, get on your knees,” you gyrate over him again, but his voice speaks louder, “Do as I tell you, get on your knees.”

“You feel good.”

“I’ll fuck you again later.  Get on your knees,” he pushes you to the floor, and you stare up at him owlishly.  His foot goes in between your legs, and like a desperate bitch in heat you start grinding over that, too.  “Fuck, you’re perfect.  Stick your tongue out,” sticking out your tongue, he pumps his thick length in his fist a few times.  Moving closer so his tip slaps over your lips.  “Keep looking at me, ahh…yeah…yeah, fuck…ah, ah, ugh,” his thick cream spurts onto your face, and your smile gets even bigger.

Your ass wiggles around in excitement, and when his spend is all on your face, he wiggles his cock into your mouth.  Uncoached, your finger wipes up his cum, and you cram it into your mouth, sucking his essence off of it.  “You missed some,” he whispers, wiping up a bit off your tit.

You grab at his wrist, and bring him to your mouth.  Disgusted and turned on, Hal quietly leaves the basement.  Looking down at his swollen pants only pisses him off even more.  Your virginity was supposed to be for him.  Your father already agreed to let him date you, but you were too stubborn, and too tore up about that fucking old man.  And you just let him use you.  Had you in degrading positions, and talked to you like a common slut.  

You would see.  Cole was only using you.  He was going to wait until the new wears off, and probably when you stopped being so tight.  Hal saw that little bit of pink on Cole’s cock.  You had just recently given it up, and was still bleeding.  And Cole had you having sex again and again.  He weaseled his way into your house during the storm, waiting until you were just vulnerable enough to give it up.  He probably fucked you all night long.  You were completely cockdrunk, and hypnotized by his dick, but you would see.  Cole was going to be the biggest disappointment in your life.  You would regret the day you met him.

“Why don’t we take a shower?” Cole says softly, pulling you up to him.  “Let me wash the sweat and cum all off you.”

“That sounds nice,” you whisper, bringing yourself closer to him, and you rest your face on his pillowy chest.  Running a finger through the thick hair on him.  “Cole?”

“Are you a little sore, sweetheart?” You moan out yes on his skin, and he chuckles.  Wrapping his arms around you, he pulls you close to him, “Okay, we won’t do that again for a couple of days.”

“I didn’t say that.  Maybe just wait until this evening?”

“You’re addicted to my cock, aren’t ya?”

“You just feel so good in me,” there was more that you wanted to say, but you would hold off.  Keeping it more playful than serious seemed like the best thing to do, for now.  

“Come on, let's get cleaned up.  I’m sure your farmhand will be here soon, if he isn’t already.  And if we want to keep this from people, something tells me that me holding you while we’re both naked, is a terrible idea.”

“Oh, god, Hal!  He…come on,” you pull at his hand, dragging him up the stairs, and completely missing how the door was no longer locked.  Racing up the stairs to your own private bathroom, and Cole whistles, looking into your bedroom.  “What?”

“A sweet little peach colored room is not what I imagined from you.  You gonna fuck me on this pretty bed?  You would look beautiful with your legs wrapped around me, while I was gripping to that iron bed frame.  Might need to get a different color of comforter besides, white,” you look away bashfully, but Cole brings you back into him, “That eventually stops.  You’ll get used to my fat cock.”

“Cole!”

“I am only slightly playing, but I think you like me talking to you like that,” his hand cups your mound, and you yelp, looking at him.  “Who owns this pussy?”

“You do,” you squeak out.

“See?  You like when I talk dirty to you.  Your cunt is clenching again.  She better behave,” you gulp, staring up at him.  His words were so dirty, and you loved every second of it.  “And later, we’ll break either your bed in, or mine at the cabin needs to be broken in, too.  But, let’s take our shower in this big ass bathroom.”

“My dad.  I don’t have siblings, so he turned the bedroom beside mine into a bathroom and closet,” Cole ignores the family photo, just walks into the bathroom, and turns on the water.  “Don’t make it too cold.”

“Just get your cute little ass in here, and let’s not talk about your family when I can see every inch of your skin.”

“Afternoon, preacher Bill,” you call out as you walk from the back.  You had been ready to restock the shelves, but instead you sit down the box, walking to the front.  Bill watches you closely.  His eyes narrow as he walks around the aisles, “What are you needing?”

“Just looking,” he says, and you roll your eyes.  It’s always the ones that are just looking that come right before closing.  He stops at the wall of honey, and looks up and down the shelves.

“It’s all the same.  They’re pint jars.”

“This your honey?” You answer with a yes, going ahead to stock the shelves anyways.  He was obnoxious.  “I bet you have the sweetest honey in all of Georgia.”

“It’s just peach blossom honey,” you call out behind your shoulder.  Putting a few of the food items on the shelf.  When you stand up, he was much closer, holding two jars.  

“Yeah, but there’s something about the innocent peach blossom.  So delicate and pure.  You still talk to your bees?”

“Uh, yeah,” you take a step back from him, heading towards the back again.  He was acting weird, and it made you completely uncomfortable, and want to put as much space in between you and him as possible.  Grabbing the next box up, you turn around, and he was right there.  “Bill, you’re not supposed to be back here.  Employees only.”

“I look at marriage like that.”

“Excuse me?”

“Well,” he says overly sweetly.  His voice always grated on your nerves, and it was one of the many reasons why you didn’t attend his church.  The screaming, the condemning, none of which you felt was at all what the Bible he read from said.  “There’s just certain people you shouldn’t let behind your curtain.  That should only be for your husband.”

“I’m not following,” your eyes flit over to the clock.  Cole would be here in about ten minutes, and you hoped it was sooner.  “What is it that you want?”

He places the jars of honey on the counter hard, and you jump, but walk behind the register.  “It just seems funny to me that you haven’t attended church, but you can hang around with that man.”

“Cole Turner?” He nods his head, and you can’t even hide the eye roll you give him.  “What’s wrong with Cole?”

“He was a cocaine addict.”

“Was.  And if I recall, according to your testimony, you were, too.  Didn’t you also have a problem with the bottle?  And even you’ve admitted your drug of choice was whatever was available.  But let's cast your stones at someone else.”

“He’s bad news.  There are other men in this town that would be better suited for you.  Let me tell you little girl, your dad would not be happy to know you were loafering around with Cole Turner,” he slams his money on the counter, and you shake your head.  “Take the money.”

“G-g-get out of my store, n-n-now,” you choke out.

“Your father will hear about you refusing the preacher.”

“And my father will hear about you coming in here, making me uncomfortable, and harassing me.  Get out of my store,” when the bell from the door dings, both you and Bill turn to see Cole.  He looks at you first, and sees the angry tears welling up in your eyes.

“Is there a problem here, Bill?”

“I was telling this nice young lady, that hanging around men like you is going to give her a bad reputation,” he taps on his money again, but you shake your head no.

“Hmm, what is your business here?”

“I was going to ask her to dinner.”

“Isn’t it a Baptist church you’re a pastor for?” Bill lets out an aggravated laugh, but nods his head.  “If you remarry, won’t you lose your position?  Now, if what the gossip says is true, Miss Hamby over here is not the only young girl you have gone after.  From the rumors, little Angel Patterson was heartbroken that she let you tarnish her good name, because she thought you would marry her.  Wonder who that baby belongs to Bill?  All the while you stand behind that pulpit, pointing your judging finger and yelling about the wrath of God, while she’s been outcasted as a woman with no morals.”

“You have no idea what you’re talking about,” he says between his teeth.  Starting to head towards the door, but Cole stands in his way.  “Move.”

“Apologize.  And you’re not to come in here ever again.”

“This is the only store, it’ll take twenty minutes to get to town.”

“Maybe you should have thought about that before you tried to add another notch to your bedpost.  Wonder if your congregation knows that you like to collect virgins?” Bill grunts, looking back at you, but nothing comes out of his mouth.  “It’s a small town, Bill.  You know my mother is the head of the ladies committee.  She employs half of the young girls in this town.  People talk.”

“You just remember that.  And I’m sorry,” it wasn’t a good enough apology as Cole would have liked, but he wasn’t going to say anything.  Just let the man that was older than he was go about his miserable life.  Wearing a suit every Sunday, and standing behind a pulpit, preaching on purity, just so he could take it from women.  

“Cole, that wasn’t smart,” he takes a few long strides to get to your side, and his hands cup your cheeks.  “Cole, he’s got the biggest mouth in town, and people listen.”

“He won’t say anything.  He’s been paying child support to Angel.  He doesn’t want the town to know about his problem.  He can’t leave barely legal girls alone.  He’s as corrupt as they come.  Did he hurt you?” You shake your head no, and he gives you a gentle kiss.  “Let me know if he comes back in here, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Now, I promised you a lantern lit evening of looking at lightning bugs, while you write.  I got us some burgers from the Tasty Freeze, and I know you’re tired, and this didn’t help.”

“Did you get some pies?”

“I got four different slices of pie,” you giggle at him, and he leads you away from the store.  Grabbing at your keys, and flicking the lights off.  You could stock tomorrow, mornings were always slow.  Skipping out to his truck, he lifts you up, making sure to tap your butt a few times, before walking to his side.

“What pie slices did you get?”

“The usual; apple, blueberry, pecan, and even a turtle cheesecake.”

“That’s not pie.  It’s cheesecake.”

“And somehow, I knew you were going to say that, so I got a French silk as well,” lifting up the center console, you slide over on his seat, and Cole’s hand immediately goes to your thigh.  Those thick fingers rub up and down on your soft skin.  Your body reacts, and your legs spread wider, but he never touches you where you want him to.

Driving up to the old barn, and the bee hives, he opens his door, but leans over to your ear, “It wasn’t a long drive, but if ever you want me to touch you either tell me, or just move my hand where you want it,” you growl at him, but he giggles, jumping out of the truck to gather the blanket and food.  “Brought your journal and pen, too.”

“You didn’t read it, did you?”

“Why?  You got filthy thoughts of us written in there?” You shake your head no, grabbing the blanket from him to spread out.  Starting to sit down, but Cole clears his throat.

“What?”

“Take your panties off.”

“Why?”

“Because I asked you to.  And, when you're sitting crossed legged on that blanket, you get a nice breeze, and I get a nice view.”

“You’re silly,” even though you think this was ridiculous, you still pull your panties down your legs, and Cole holds his hand out for them.  “Really?”

“Yep,” you drop them in his hands, and he gets the biggest smile.  “What got you so wet?  And if you say my name and act shocked, I won’t catch a lightning bug for you.  Was it me talking to your nemesis like that?”

“Maybe,” you sit down, crossing your legs, and cross your arms over your chest.

“Lift it up,” Cole sits down opposite of you, grabbing the food bag and hands you a drink.  “Go on,” you slowly lift up your dress, and he stares at your spread cunt.  “That’s nice, Bee.  But let’s eat.”

“But…”

“We’re eating.  You’re writing.  I’m going to lay back and take an afternoon nap.  It’s good for that cunt to get some rest.  Let her get to quivering because she wants it so bad.  Oh, she does like that,” Cole stuffs a fry in his mouth, and chuckles, “And I wasn’t talking about your pussy, I was talking about you liking that.  You moaned.”

“Did not.”

“Oh, you did,” he hands over your sandwich, and sits back, calmly, but you just want to straddle him.  “Eat, Bee.  Make sure you drink some of your water, too.”

Laying on your stomach, you look over at Cole.  With his sunglasses on, you could barely tell if his eyes were closed, but he wasn’t snoring either.  You knew he wasn’t fully asleep.  He had been listening to your pen scratch over the paper.  Words had flowed off your hand today.  You had a lot running through your mind, and you were thankful that Cole allowed you this quiet time.  

Looking back at the notebook, you write a few more words, until he sits up, and maneuvers himself to straddle your ass, “Cole, what are you doing?”

“Keep writing,” hovering over you, he slides your dress up over your ass.  Holding both cheeks, he spreads you out, and gazes down at your cunt.  “I didn’t say you could stop,” you try and write a few more words, but he was distracting.  He lets a line of spit drip to your puffy and velvety folds, and he spreads it around with his finger.  “Bee, you’re not writing.”

“I can’t, I feel your cock pressing against my leg and through your jeans, and oh!” You moan as two fingers sink into your cunt.  “I can’t write like this.”

“Why?”

“I want you inside of me.”

“I am,” looking behind you, he was smiling, still pumping his fingers into you.  “You feel that.  I am inside of you.”

“I want your cock.”

“Now, was that so hard,” he starts unzipping his pants, and looks around.

“No one can see us from the road.”

“Good, lift your ass up,” Cole pulls himself up more, letting you push your ass up, and he buries his face into your sex.  Eating you like a man starved.  His tongue feels around for your bundle of nerves, the process harder with how tight your legs are pushed together, but when he finds it, he gives the nub a little nibble, and pulls off, “You’re wet enough.”

Pulling his pants down, he gives his cock a few pumps, before he’s pushing it into your warmth.  Starting off with a slow and steady pace.  Both hands holding onto your ass, and spreading you wide, so he can see where the two of you connect.  Your walls cling to his girth.  Not wanting to let him go.  With every slow retreat out of your body, he slams himself back into you.  Every time, every fucking time, you yip at the intrusion.  

Lifting your ass even closer to him.  Your back at an awkward angle, and those sweet little eyes were staring up at him.  “You like watching me, Bee?  Like seeing how obsessed I am with how the two of us fit together?  It’s like you and your cunt was made for me.  You take me so well, and never complain.  But I’m destroying you, huh?”

“Uh-huh.”

“You feel me in your stomach?” Nodding your head, your fingers grip to the blanket.  Scrunching the quilt in your fist.  It was amazing.  You could feel him in your entire body.  It wasn’t just him railing into you, you could feel him in your toes, the tips of your fingers, your shoulders; he was encompassing every part of you.  Right down to your soul.  You had no regrets of waiting, because no one could compare to him.  He was the perfect one to give it all up to.  Every bit of it.

He watches you start to come undone.  He didn’t think it was possible with how tight you were, but this position was so much different.  Your skin drags against his, making his cock glisten with your juices.  Those desperate sounds begging him to cum inside of you, it’s not that he didn’t want to.  But that would lead to a whole other set of issues, and he didn’t know if either of you were ready for that.  

You had marked his neck up good.  His mother even made a comment about those pesky little love bites you left behind, and that feral need to mark you up was trying to take over for him.  Was wanting him to make a mistake.  Assuring him that your body was ready, but he had barely got to know you, much less your body.  

But dammit, he hadn’t ever had anyone raw before.  Wet skin on wet skin.  He had never had someone’s body react to him the way you did.  You were perfect, and most definitely perfect for him.  Took every bit of him, and wanted more.  Fuck, the idea of letting everyone in this podunk town know that you belonged to him made his sac tighten up.  He wanted it.  Wanted to paint your insides, and watch him drip slowly out of your abused hole.  Wanted you to feel him growing inside of you.  

“Cole!  Cole,” even the sounds of your voice when you were coming over him so hard, it was like you wanted it.  Had his cock in a vice grip, and did not’ want to let him go.  Your body wanted his seed to plant inside of you.  “Fuck!” He grunts, pulling himself out, and barely making it.  Spewing his cream on your ass, and he has to watch it drip down your slit.  “Son of a bitch,” he stutters, panting out your name as he watches himself drip over your used cunt.  “You okay?”

“Mhmm,” god, he wanted to put those panties back on you, and make you wear him for the rest of the night.  Leave you with a mess.  Your mouth turns up into a dopey smile as his cum oozes down your cunt.  “It feels good.”

“It looks better,” he was making himself crazy.  Taking his finger, and swiping it up your ruined body, he brings it to your mouth where you greedily suck the taste of the two of you off him.  Even the way you were sucking his finger was so perfect, and he finds himself falling even harder.  Just the idea of this being normal everyday.  Letting his cock pump you full of his essence until you are swollen with him, and has to bring himself out of his fantasy.

Pulling his finger out of your mouth, you twist over, to look up at him.  He could look at this everyday.  But he had to take his time with you.  He was at the point where he could say that he wanted it all with you.  You had only been having sex for a few days now.  It wouldn’t be fair.  

You reach your hand up to caress his cheek, and give him the prettiest smile, “I love you,” he closes his eyes slowly, because it sounded so pretty coming off your lips.  He thought the sex was good, but nothing could have prepared him for that.  “Cole?”

“You don’t mean that.”

“I do.  I love you,” your words were less sure, and he opens his eyes.  You were looking off to the side.  Your hand had dropped from his face, and your eyes were misty.  “Never mind.”

“Bee, no.  I…I liked the way that sounded.”

“You don’t have to lie.”

“I’ve never had anyone but my parents say that to me.  Never thought I would.  Especially from someone I love,” turning to look back up at him, you smile.  “You heard me, pretty girl, I love you.”

“You’re serious?”

“Yes.  I’m serious,” your melodic giggle echoes off the mountains.  Knocking him over, and on his back, you scramble over him.

“It’s not just my body and the sex.  You love me?”

“Yes, but we can still keep having sex?  Love is making it better.

“So…I got one of your firsts?”

“My sweet Bumblebee, you’ve had more firsts from me than you even realize.  Come on.  Let’s go get Loretta.  Do you want to stay at my house or yours?”

It doesn’t take you long to think, because there was something special about you being the only one that had stayed at his house.  “Yours,” you giggle.  Lifting up your dress fully, so he can see your tits, too.  Just before you sling a leg over him, flashing him your twat, and getting up to run to the truck.  “Bee, you’re not playing fair!”

“So are you gonna punish me, then?”

Fuck.  That was too many firsts in one day.  “Not tonight.”

“Oh?” You smile up at him, and he walks empty handed towards you.  Both his hands go on either side of the truck grill, and you gulp.  “So you want to spank me?”

“Not tonight.  Get in the truck, and keep your legs spread.  You’re riding to your house to get the dog with my fingers in your cunt.  Better hope we don’t get pulled over.  Go on, get in the truck, while I get our garbage and blanket.  I’ll let you warm my cock tonight.  No more sex though,” you nod your head, and duck under his arms.  He takes a deep breath, before readjusting himself.  

He wanted it.  Probably wanted it more than you did.  Having you sit right next to him in the truck unapologetically, while simultaneously being so cute and coy about his hand not being where you wanted it.  You’d eventually get it.  Would know that his body belonged to you just as much as your body belonged to him.  He just had to keep a clear head.  He wanted you to get good and broken in, before moving in, marriage, or kids was ever discussed.  And he still needed to make sure Bill and the stupid farmhand was going to leave you alone.  Because you were his.  All of you was his, and all of him was yours.

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Super fluffy with biker!hal where the reader literally runs to where him and his gang hangs out when she’s being chased by some drunk idiots and running into Hal’s arms shaking and crying and begging him to protect her and while he is calming her down to of his fellow bikers confront the guys chasing her but it isn’t until a livid Hal goes up to them that they scream like little babies. End with some passionate kisses + Hal giving reader his leather jacket and holding her close on his lap

I’m gonna make this part of my Biker Hal and his Diner Gal series hope that's okay with you!  Thanks for this ask! I had a blast writing this and hope you enjoyed this!

Biker Hal Carter Masterlist

Hal Carter Masterlist

Masterlist

Warnings: Drunk men, Sexual harassment, chasing someone, making someone feel scared, harassing, 

Parings: Biker Hal & His Diner Gal! 

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Hal grumbles at you, 

“Doll come on tonight was supposed to be about us!.” You shake your head as you finish getting ready.

“Yeah well as an owner of a business sometimes work comes first Hal.” Hal just grumbles watching you put on your uniform. 

“Well you're the owner I don’t get why you have to go in we had plans tonight! Get someone else to cover this shift.” You eye Hal as he just throws a fit.

“I’m not going to call someone else in. I’m the owner of the Diner and I’m going on. I’m bummed yes because I was excited for date night but I can’t help it. Why can’t we just do Date Night Tomorrow?” 

“Yeah whatever I don’t even know why I planned anything for you.” Your heart hurts at his words as you just shake your head at him. 

“You know what Hal Carter take your date night and shove it. Not all of us are the head of a Biker Gang. Excuse me for having my own responsibilities.” 

You grab your hat and storm out leaving Hal to think about his words.

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The night had been slow, not many customers. You were still pissed at Hal about his words. You were so excited for date night it wasn’t like you wanted this. You hear the bell ding as you look up you could tell these two guys were drunk as you sigh and walk over to serve them. 

“Well aren’t you pretty sugar.” You roll your eyes as you ask for their orders.

“I want you.” The other one smirks as you sigh.

“Fellows either you order off the menu or I’m gonna ask you two to leave.” They both grumble as you eye them.

“Well, you don’t have to be a bitch.” 

You get really angry at that as you slam your hands down.

“Get out and leave I don’t allow that kind of talk or disrespect in my diner. There’s the door leave.” You snap as the two drunks just grumble and slur at you more. They storm out of your diner as you shake your head. You didn’t have time for rude assholes like them.

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Locking up for the night you thought Hal would come by you never saw him. Sighing you start your walk to yours and Hal place. Walking at night never scared this was a safe place a safe area. You think of what you could say when you hear a truck.

“Hey, sugar we got you alone now.” You stop as you see the two drunks get out of their truck. You freeze you didn’t know what to do in the diner you were safe but out here...

“Not so tough is she now?” One snickers as you reach in your purse for your mace. You ready yourself as they come at you. You spray one in the eyes.

“AH, THIS BITCH!” You quickly start running as the other one starts chases you.

“Come on Sugar! We just want to play with you!” You keep running no way you wanted these creeps knowing where you lived. You were scared but you had to keep it together. You knew there was one place you’d be safe. Hal’s Garage. You keep running.

“We won’t stop till we get you Sugar!” You try and breath but your so scared inside as you see Hal’s garage and lucky for you everyone seems to be out and about.

“HAL!” You scream causing everyone to stop as Hal pipes up his eyes widen seeing you in this state.

“Darling?” You run to him and jump in his arms holding him tight and buring your face in his chest you start crying a little and shake as Hal holds you close 

“Darling what’s wrong? Why are you shaking? Oh shit... I wanted to pick you up... I lost track of time... Doll?” You just cry in his arms as Hal starts to feel fury build up inside.

“Where is she? Sugar? Where are you?” Hal’s hold on you tightens when he hears and sees those men. His eyes are full of fury.

“They are drunk... I kicked them out of the diner... They were waiting for me when I left and... they chased me.” 

Hal is about ready to murder someone when Tucker approaches them.

“Hey, fellows heard you like chasing women. We don’t accept that or allow that. Now you’ll best get a move on before we do something.”  

The drunk men just roll their eyes.

“We just want to see that little waitress she’s around here right? Oh, Sugar where are you?” 

Hal loses it and gently sits you down on his bike. He marches up to the drunk guys and grabs one by the shirt.

“You better fuck off and leave my gal alone. You think it's okay to chase and harass her? You ever come near her or ever set foot in that diner again I will chase you out of this town. Now you and your buddy better leave or so help me I’ll make your life a living hell.” Hal shoves the guy as they both back away.

“We didn’t mean... We...” They look scared shitless as they back away and quickly leave. 

Hal walks back to you as you jump in his arms he holds you close and tight. Kissing your head.

“I’m so sorry babe... I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” You nod and just hold Hal tight as he pulls your chin up and stares deeply in your eyes.

“I love you my Diner Gal and if anything ever happened to you I’d lose my mind.” He leans down and kisses you deeply as you wrap your arms around him tightly and kiss him.

“Never let me go Hal.” You whisper as Hal shakes his head. It was rare to see you so vulnerable he holds you close and kisses your head. 

“Never I’ll Never Let You Go.” You smile up at him as Hal feels you shake and gently slips off his jacket and wraps you up in it.

“Come on Doll let’s go home.” You smile at him and take his hand.

“I love you, Hal.” He kisses you deeply again.

“And I love you my Diner Gal.” 

You know Hal would always Protect you. He was your Biker Hero.

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[sgt-seabass]

Dancing with Steve Rogers, but you're collared and he's holding the lead

Hal Carter <3 "puppy" 🥰🥰🥰😚

p.s LOVE YOU

Company

Hal thinks you need some company around the house.

Pairing: dark!Hal Carter x Reader

Word Count: 467

This is a dark fic. 18+ only. part of my lake house getaway

Warnings: implied forced relationship

A/N: I love Hal so much omg 💙 Thank you for requesting this. Not beta read.

“Puppy, are you even listening to me?”

You hadn’t even realised you’d zoned out until Hal’s voice cut through your senses. With a slight fright you blinked, turning your attention back to him.

“Am I that boring that you’re tuning me out?” Hal asked with a laugh, leaning his elbows against the dining table. The table that he had carved by hand.

“No, sorry. I’m just a little tired. Please, uhm, what were you saying?” You encouraged him, taking your fork to continue picking at the roast pork and vegetables you had prepared for dinner.

“I was just saying, maybe we should get a pet. I don’t want you getting lonely while I’m working.” There was consideration and concern in his voice, and it had you fidgeting with your food more.

Hal was right. It was lonely at home all day while he worked his carpentry job. And while it made you appreciate his touch more when he came home, it had been months of the same routine.

You would wake up, make Hal his breakfast and pack his lunch, clean the house, make sure it was tidied, then venture into the garden and make sure the vegetable patch was attended to. Once all your chores were done, you’d prepare dinner with the fresh ingredients you’d picked or with whatever Hal had picked up in town that week. There was plenty of work to do around the secluded home, so you were always busy. But you missed having someone to talk to.

The occasional rabbit or fox would venture by from the surrounding woodlands, but they never stayed long enough for you to even pretend a conversation.

“That would be nice,” you smiled softly, heart leaping in your chest when Hal leant forward to clasp his hand over yours, giving your hand a tight squeeze.

“It’s settled then. Next time I’m in town, I’ll see what they have at the pet store. But for now, how about a cuddle?”

Hal opened his arms for you, and your smile faltered for a moment before returning. “Of course.”

The wood chair squeaked along the hardwood floors as you pushed it back to stand; the sound accompanied by the jangling of the chains around your ankle kept you tethered to the house, only able to get so far from the vicinity of the structure.

You rounded the table, steps slow due to the weight of the chains, before you lowered yourself into Hal’s lap.

There was a nervous tension in the air as you waited to see if he was appeased, and you let out a small sigh of relief when he closed his arms around you and kissed your cheek with an appreciative hum.

You’d survived another day.

“Thank you for dinner, honey. But I think it’s time that I got my dessert.”

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[raiyah27516]

I just wanted to share my fanfic

This is a very late Saint Valentines fanfic. The Super Hero Girls and the Invincibros have some teenage drama because of the Valentines dance and some relationships may be blossoming. The summary sucks but the story is better, I promise. Now posting some follow-up stories.

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13516942/1/Sweets-Friendships-and-Boys

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