#have plans morning and afternoon .... just gotta figure out the night ......

[stuffeddeer]

hiii! how about ~any bsd characters of your choice~ when they make you cry for the first time during an argument? (maybe they say something mean, weaponize your insecurities, tell you to shut up (yeah, i'm sensitive to this heh), won't listen to you, etc)

yayyy any of my choice!!! that means my faves dazai and nikolai <3 love u anon

cw: intimacy ? "fuck" is used multiple times, u call urself an escort

A soft breath left your lips as you stared at your ceiling. Without even looking at the clock, you were sure it read some time past 12. You had quite a late night, even just the thought causing you to feel tired again. Closing your eyes tightly, you buried your face into your pillow, turning over in bed to do so.

The movement is followed by a deep chuckle from beside you, causing your eyes to snap open in surprise for a moment. There he is: the man who kept you up.

"Oh, you're still here." You spoke before thinking, the words coming out of your mouth as merely an observation.

"Ouch," he smirked, his hand reaching out to gently brush some hair from your face. "Good morning. Or should I say good afternoon, hm?"

"Um, sure. Thanks for last night, I suppose." Is that what he's waiting on? Acknowledgment? You pull the covers further up, making to sure cover as much of your torso as you can.

Your ex boyfriend only smirked, fingers trailing down your body just above the thick blankets. He propped his head up on one hand, elbow sinking slightly into your mattress. The way the afternoon sun danced between his brown curls made you think of last night, and how nice it felt to grip his soft hair once again. The thought makes you sigh, turning away from him to gaze at the ceiling once more.

"Hey, so, um, I gotta get ready. I have plans later..." you trail off, hoping he'll take the hint. Your ex has always been smart, especially socially - he'll understand.

And he does, for the most part, but he doesn't care. "Kicking me out already? The day just started. I thought you'd at least offer me a bowl of cereal before sending me away." His tone is teasing, the same smug smirk sitting prettily on his lips. "What are your plans, then? Anything I can tag along for?"

The incredulous look on your face gives away your confusion. "What..? No. Hey, thanks again for last night, but this is where we part. You got what you wanted, didn't you?"

He pouts at your words before sitting up. "Yeah, fine. I got what I wanted. Didn't realize this was just a fuck for you."

"Are you saying for you this was more?" You asked genuinely.

"No, I just thought it might have been more for you," he replies dismissively. Standing up, he begins pulling on his pants. "Have fun on your date, then."

You nod, unaware of his trap as you reply genuinely. "Thanks, I'll try."

He pauses, one leg in his pant leg and the other hovering just above it. "So you are prepping for a date."

Looking at him curiously, you nod. "Mhm, yeah. I was chatting with someone on Tinder. Figured I shouldn't go running to my ex whenever I need a good fuck."

He scoffs. "You think you can get a good fuck anywhere else?"

"That's what I'm tryna find out. Put on your pants, please."

"I guess it's my fault then, hm?" His eyes narrowed at you, giving nothing away as he remained frustrated and angry.

"...Fault for what?" You were confused, unaware as to what he was hinting at.

Your ex grits his teeth, feeling annoyed at your obliviousness. "For thinking we might actually get back together."

His words left you stunned for a moment, watching in silence he pulled his pants on the rest of the way. With a rather solemn expression, he shook his head in defeat and put his shirt on quickly. "There's my answer, then," he murmured, more to himself than you as he turned to leave.

Anger coursed through your body. How dare he play the hurt victim now? "Hey, fuck you!" You shouted without thinking. What a colossal asshole! "The night I broke up with you, you told me you never even liked me in the first place! And now what, you suddenly wanna 'rekindle what we had?' What did we have, Dazai? Please, enlighten me, because I find myself remembering that our whole relationship was just you talking down to me and treating me like some second-rate escort! I'm sorry for wanting more," you unloaded. Every thought that had been bouncing around in your head moved out of the way as you admitted what had been eating at you during the year of your relationship together. "It was our one year anniversary, you know, when I finally called it quits. Did you even remember?"

He didn't; of course not. You could just tell by his continued silence and the way he glanced away.

Tears brimmed your eyes. The only thing worse than his condescending remarks was the silence. You couldn't stand his quiet behavior, even when you were together - it screamed pity, and that's the last thing you wanted from someone who always knew what to say. "Get the fuck out of my house." You flopped back against your bed, burying your face into a soft pillow for the second time since waking up less than 10 minutes ago.

The sound of his feet pattering away is unheard by you, barely able to hear anything over the ringing in your head. As silently as you can, you sob into your pillow, feeling hurt and used by your stupid ex boyfriend.

Nikolai, in his crusade for emotional freedom, sometimes found himself treating you in a way that was less than ideal. He liked starting arguments with you, “proving” he didn’t love you as much as he clearly did and definitely wasn’t willing to do anything you asked. It was always over small things, like who made dinner (he’d get mad if you made it since he wanted to treat you or get mad that he’d have to make it since he always does) or how you hogged the blankets at night. Because of this, you usually overlooked it — you understand that it’s his way of proving his freedom and it never devolved into anything more.

Until today, that is. You could hardly remember what the argument was originally about, but he just kept pushing…

“Nikolai, I don’t even know what I did wrong.” Tears were starting to gather in your eyes, making them puffy and glazed over. The more he raised his voice, the more you shrunk in on yourself.

“That’s the problem! How could you not know?!” He took a step closer, towering over you with his large frame.

It was almost hard to breathe, panic coursing through your veins as you suddenly pushed him away with every ounce of strength you had. Silence coursed between the two of you, air tense and uncomfortable. Your tears finally spill once you notice how your hands are shaking. Fine, if he wanted to be free, then far be it from you to stop him.

Wiping your cheeks, you weakly reply, “Get out of my apartment.”

The white haired man paused, waiting to see if you meant it. You didn’t, not really, but it’s embarrassing to admit that when you gaze at your fearfully shaking hands. This isn’t how a boyfriend should treat his partner.

“Please, Nikolai…” You’d fold, you always did, so you resorted to begging while you still had the courage.

That courage wavers fully as his hands rested on your hips, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. “It’s my fault, baby,” he whispers. “Let me make it up to you. I’ll get you flowers, and we can order your favorite takeout and have a picnic in the living room while watching your favorite movie…” His thumbs brushed the fresh tears away before both hands grabbed yours. “The last thing I want is for my dove to be scared of me, I swear. I love you more than anything, you’re all I want,” he presses soft kisses against your knuckles, “please, just let me stay...”

You fold.

thank you for this bc i have been ITCHING to write for nikolai my wife my girlfriend my lover (I HAVENT WRITTEN FOR HIM B4 SORRY)

#i love nikolai so much i need to eat my fingers #both are terrible i hate both of these men #nikolai didnt even say “im sorry” that bastard.. #i say like i didnt write it ummm #🦌anon #🦌request #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd x reader #bsd scenarios #dazai osamu #dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #osamu dazai x reader #dazai x you #dazai bsd #bsd imagines #bsd x gender neutral reader #bsd fanfic #bungo stray dogs fanfic #bungou stray dogs fanfic #bsd #bsd x you #nikolai gogol #nikolai gogol x reader #nikolai x reader #nikolai x you #nikolai bsd

[storiesbyjes2g]

3.74 San Sequoia dreaming

Dub was such a blast to hang out with, and I really wished we could have spent more time together, swapping stories and figuring out our lives. But eventually, he had to leave and meet Maia to catch their train. It made me really happy when he said he wanted to stay in touch. I was planning to ask him, but he beat me to it, and I was stoked to finally have a new friend. When I got home, Sophia asked where I'd come from all suited up, and I told her about meeting Dub. Needless, she was thrilled to hear about my new friend. That night, as I lay beside her, the memories of the afternoon replayed in my mind, from the tour to our conversations. At that moment, I recognized what I need to do. Or rather, how I needed to do it. I hyped up San Sequoia so much, but I never actually showed it to her. How could I expect her to be on board with going to a place she had never seen? For all she knew, it could be just another sleepy little town, like Oasis Springs. We were partners, and I knew she would pack up and leave when I was ready, but I wanted her to be excited about it. I needed her enthusiasm because, without it, she could resent me later. So, the next morning, as she began to stir, I asked if she had any plans.

"I was gonna ask if you did," she said between a big yawn.

I smiled, happy to receive a green light, and moved some stray hairs away from her face.

"I do. I want to show you San Sequoia."

"Okay!"

She got up immediately and hopped into the shower. After we ate breakfast, we gathered the dogs and headed out to the Celebration Center. I was determined to be a better tour guide this time around.

"San Sequoia is a great place for families," I began. "And this neighborhood is the hub. It's called Gilbert Gardens, and I love it here."

She glanced around, taking it all in.

"It's pretty here."

"This place is like a community hangout spot. They've got something to build just about any skill you can name for all ages."

"Wow! That's so important. Is this an affluent area? You usually only see learning centers in nicer areas."

"From what I've learned, San Sequoia is a very diverse city, economically and socially. I personally have experienced the latter."

She nodded, satisfied with my answers, but the lake stole her attention.

"I just want to jump in there. I haven't been swimming in so long. My body is calling for it!"

"Swimming is allowed! And the weather is warm most of the year, so you could come here literally anytime you want."

I saw a sparkle in her eyes and knew that was the moment she saw herself in San Sequoia. My tour was successful, and she hadn't seen the best parts yet, so I kept going.

"That's the spa I told you about over there. They've got everything and-"

"Oh look at this," she shouted in the middle of my sentence. "This is the cutest, biggest splash park I've ever seen! We've gotta bring our kids here!"

That last part made me feel all warm inside, but I didn't want to give myself away yet, so I demoted my smile to a slight smirk.

"We will."

We walked around the lake, and I told her about the track. And of course I took her to the Arboretum and told her of the trail. I could tell she was eager for more, but we had another place to go. Next, we headed to what I hoped would become our new neighborhood. We strolled leisurely through the streets, hand in hand, looking at houses, making sure our dogs didn't wander too far. The back of the neighborhood, where the Michaels' lived, ended at the water. The closer we got, the faint smell of salt in the air got stronger. Like many cities, San Sequoia had its signature architecture, and many of the houses looked the same. But each one had its own unique characteristic, whether it was a garden or a cozy porch or even tacky stuff in the yard. All the homes comprised the tight-knit community I longed to be part of again.

"This is Hopewell Hills, my old neighborhood."

"That's a nice name. I see why you love it here so much. It's so quiet!"

I grinned in pride for San Sequoia never disappointed. As we rounded the corner, the salty tang of the ocean permeated the air, and my heart began to race because it was almost showtime. I wasn't nervous at all, but my excitement ate me up inside. With our destination just steps away, I created a diversion to set up my production. I slowed my pace and walked toward the marina, which had the most magnificent, unobstructed view of the bridge.

"This is my favorite spot in the neighborhood," I said.

The bridge stood there, tall and majestic, proclaiming to all who gazed upon it, "THIS is San Sequoia!"

"Woooow! It looks so close, like you could swim to it," she said.

"You can't get any closer without being in Anchorpoint Wharf."

I casually turned around to face the house we'd been standing in front of.

"I love this house, too. I ran by here every day, imagining what it would be like to live there and watch the sky change colors at sunset on the porch."

"That sounds amazing. And this house is beautiful, Luca. Is it empty?"

"Sure is."

She left me to walk around and peek in the windows. I watched her for a little while, hoping she saw something she liked.

"I want to buy this house," I confessed finally.

She ceased her exploration and came back to me with a look of concern.

"It's so big! Can we afford it?"

I guess after living in a tiny house for as long as she did, most houses seemed large to her. To me, it was the perfect size, with no wasted rooms or cramped spaces.

"Probably not," I replied. "But we can figure it out....make a plan."

Worry still radiated off her face, but that's just how she rolled.

"But...can your SimTube money really handle this?"

I grabbed her hands.

"It might take some time, but I think we can do it. Whatever it takes, I'll figure it out. One day, it'll be me and you sitting on the porch watching the sunset. I'll build get my dad to build that treehouse for our kids. Rosie will run around this neighborhood and Kooper will chill on the porch watching her."

She laughed, but her eyes began to water.

"Ha ha! I think that's what they're doing now. Gosh, Luca! You're an excellent salesman! I want all of that right now!"

"I do too. That's really why I brought you here today. I love you, Sophia. I've loved you for a really long time, whether or not I knew it. You're the only woman who could get me to this point. And you're the only woman I'd want any of that with. We've been tiptoeing around marriage and starting a family. It's something you've been wanting and waiting for. And I just want you to know...I want it too. All of it. And I'm ready and want to give it to you. Sophia, will you marry me?"

"OH MY WATCHER! OH MY WATCHER!!!"

I wished I could snapshot that moment. She was so adorably shocked. It amazed me that she didn't catch on, but I was delighted to see her sincerely surprised.

"YES!!!! Of course I will!! Oh, Lucaaaa!!"

The ring dazzled her immediately after she took it and put it on. I was so happy she liked it because I knew nothing about jewelry and didn't ask for help. But as soon as I laid eyes on it, I knew it was the perfect one.

"Awwwww it's a heart-shaped diamond! It's so beautiful!"

"We're getting married, Luca!!"

"I can't wait."

#ISBI challenge #sims 4 story #sims 4 gameplay #adolting #adolting gen 3 #luca winston murillo #sophia aguilar #rosie #kooper

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

Hi! Can I get poly Blu Heavy and Medic with their cute fem S/O on a romantic valentine's date night? Perhaps with just a smidgen of dollplay sprinkled in?

"First Valentine's" Poly Blu Heavy and Medic x F!S/O (Valentine's Event 2024)

I SUPPOSE SO. You're just so tiny and lovable, they gotta be careful with you tho! This ask is for the ongoing Valentine's Day Event!

TW: suggestive, doll play

Valentine's Day isn't a big holiday in Germany and it's still rather new in Russia. However, being amongst their American peers and now their little partner from the United States- Ludwig and Misha understood the importance of it's celebration. The two brainstormed ideas. From paper hearts to actual hearts to attempting to bake goods... While they could seek out Spy for advice, it wouldn't be as special as them putting things together.

While some may picture a fancy restaurant or outing, the two figured their plans would be better suited with privacy. A rarely used section of the base, the insurance that none of the numbskulls they worked with would bother them- Ludwig already has your measurements. Misha picked out the dress itself, knowing the doll-like frills you enjoy. It reminded him of the chocolate boxes with reds and deep browns that would compliment your eyes.

You would wake that morning with the dress in a box in front of your door in the base. A note to be ready to be picked up for dinner. This was the sort of thing you'd discussed in passing fancy, along with more... intimate aspects of being dressed up. That was for later. For now, you got to marvel at the way this dress hugged your curves and made you feel delicate. If nothing else came from Valentine's Day, this would be more than enough.

When the pair came to pick you up, Misha would quite literally sweep you off your feet, "Dolls deserve to be carried, da?"

While you were acutely aware of how strong the Heavy was, implied by the name, the way he lifted you like you weight nothing... Sends a streak up your spine.

"He's been waiting all afternoon you know." Ludwig teased, "And now we've come to take you away~ The scary men and their evil machinations!"

"Personally, I could think of several evil machinations I'd like you to put me in!" You pretended to go faint and limp in Misha's arms with a heavy sigh. The Russian man let you bounce in his arms before kissing your cheek. You could feel the light stubble against your skin.

"Little minx." Ludwig leaned to you, clicking his tongue, "Whatever will we do with her, Misha my love?"

"Dunno, Doctor... Keep her forever for us! We might have to eat her for rations in the winter. So sweet!" He mocked as though he was going to bite into your neck, causing you to playfully shout. They were definitely your dorks.

You noted as you walked that the hallways had become more twisting and long. Unfamiliar. It wasn't surprising, the base was still so new to you overall. Yet you were feeling further and further away from everyone else. It was exciting given how little privacy there could be at moments. No one could hear you scream, so to speak.

Misha gently allowed your feet to touch the ground as you entered what appeared to be a private office. It was a reasonable size, cleared out save for a table, chairs and decorations. Red and pink hearts had been crudely cut out of paper and posted to the walls. A cheesy cupid in the corner. It was... goofy. And so, so genuine. Chocolates and smaller meal pieces had been placed out over the table. All things you liked.

"All this for me, boys?" You twirled your skirts in a flourish, "You shouldn't have!"

"You like the dress, I take it?" Ludwig was already taking the opportunity to put his hands to your waist. Physical affection was a love language you they showered you with constantly. He leaned to kiss your cheek, mischief in his eyes, "All this food and suddenly I want something else-"

Misha wasted no time in clapping his hands over his doctor's shoulder, "Not yet. That is... later." He wasn't going to pretend his intentions were utterly pure himself. Already in his mind he'd been thinking of different positions to have you in between them...

Yet you were already flush and fumbling, "Yes- I- Uh-huh, the dress!" They both thought it was just so cute how confidently you could speak until push came to shove.

Next Misha looked to you, a hand under your chin, "How is this?" You knew what he meant. How did they do?

A smile, "It's perfect. This is... This is so nice-" You could feel yourself getting a little emotional. A deep breath. No crying today. Your hands went to the hem of your dress and you swished back and forth.

"You are beautiful, like always." Misha complimented.

Ludwig was already eating a piece of chocolate, "Tell her something she doesn't already know! But, yes, you are always beautiful. This merely acc-sentuates it. Happy Valentine's Day."

"Happy Valentine's Day, both of you."

#foxy valentines event #blu heavy #blu medic #tf2 blu medic #tf2 blu heavy #x reader #foxwriting #i'm doing my best to keep up i have porridge brain rn

[kristannafever]

She Ain’t Gotta Do Much - 3

Kristanna Modern AU Rated: M WC: 5542

Chapter Index

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The next morning Kristoff brought his own coffee, not wanting to deal with the suits or Berkleigh upstairs again, even if it did mean he might bump into the Boss.  Anna was becoming an increasing presence on his mind when he wasn’t working.  

He looked at the stupid Instagram app the night before, sneering at his ugly ass photo.  Berkleigh had indeed added herself to his account.  He was following one and had one follower.   She must have followed him back when he’d gone back to work.  

Out of what could only be morbid curiosity, he looked at few of her pictures.  It was nothing but twerking, bikini poses and duck-faced selfies.   With a sneer he’d closed the app on his phone and planned to figure out how to delete it in the morning.  That picture she took of him was fucking awful anyway, he had no use for social media.

Then as he’d drifted off to sleep, he wondered if Anna had an Instagram account.  If she did, what did her pictures look like?

Sven came in with a coffee and two croissants, handing one to Kristoff and muttering something like ‘get over it already, it’s free food.’

They worked hard and took their lunch on a picnic table outside on the opposite side of the building as the day before.  It was an hour earlier than they normally took it and Kristoff had his fingers crossed that they were not going to run into Berkleigh again.

He ate his sandwich and opened Instagram again, quickly glancing at Sven to see he was occupied in his own phone while he ate, then located the search thing to look up Anna. He found her quickly, beautiful smile unmistakable blue eyes staring back at him from her profile picture.  He went onto her account and began looking at her photos.  

Most of them were work related.  The ones that weren’t we usually her with people, or her at some sort of function or on some kind of vacation.  There was a mix of her professional and personal attire across all of her pictures. He paused on one particular photo of her in a park of some sort, hair twisted into twin braids, pink flannel shirt and blue jeans.  He had to admit he preferred this look over the one she had for work.  

That was when he accidentally liked the picture.

All afternoon he wondered what her liking his photo back had meant.  It was a message that she knew he was looking and she had wanted him to know that she knew.  Which meant… what?  He agonized about it until she came to check on their progress and bid them a good evening like nothing had changed.   That left him even more confused.

That night before bed, as much as he wanted to see the rest of her pictures, he didn’t dare open up that app again.

~   ~   ~   ~   ~

 The next day had been long and hard.  The only saving grace was that it was Friday, which meant beers after work and two carefree days of doing whatever the fuck they wanted.  They only had about two hours of work left when Anna interrupted them with a sorry looking expression on her face.  It put Kristoff immediately on guard to see her friendly ease was replaced with nervousness

“Sorry for the intrusion,” she began.  

Sven shot Kristoff a sideways glance.  He was on edge too.  Anna hadn’t been nearly this formal or forlorn looking with them so far.  Something was wrong.

She said, “I apologize, gentleman.  I’m not sure how to start…”

“It’s okay, Boss. Just let us have it.”  Sven’s tone was serious.

“A potential overseas client has informed us of a schedule change.  They were supposed to visit the upper offices in the timeline we laid down, only they’ve moved the visit up a bit.”  She winced, saying the last part.

Kristoff’s stomach dropped. “How much is a bit?

“One week,” she answered quietly.

Sven and Kristoff both let out a simultaneous exasperation of air.  They were already working twelve-hour days.  Getting the entire scope of work done in three weeks was going to be impossible.

“I know, guys, I know! And I am so sorry,” Anna said.

Sven said, “Boss… that’s just not gonna happen.”

Anna began to wring her hands together.  “I don’t have many options here.  I was told I needed to get my people out by that timeframe.  They don’t want the office full of all the extra labourers when their big deal potential client comes in.  It is imperative to them that we pick him up.  They are offering a huge bonus for you both to get it done on time.”

“We have our electrician slotted in for the timeframe you gave us, not to mention-” Kristoff started, thinking furiously about all the logistics when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“Let us talk it out a bit, okay Boss?  See what we can come up with?” Sven said.

She nodded, her anxious eyes shifting over to Kristoff a moment.  “I’ll come back when I’m leaving for the day.”

Both men nodded and watched her walk away.

Kristoff turned to Sven. “What the fuck are we going to do?”

He threw his hands up. “I don’t know. We can’t do it!  That gives us what?  Just over two weeks to get it done to the finishing stage.  Impossible!  I don’t know what we are going to tell her.”

“Maybe they can move to some other space?”

Sven shook his head. “She explained very clearly before we went over the scope of work that the stipulations on accepting Anna’s request to get the renovations done to her floor, was that the CEO and other big wigs wanted as little interruption in their operations as possible.  Moving somewhere else is going to take too much time and resources.”  He paused, chewing on his lip.  “This is probably going to come down harder on her than us.   You really should have been paying attention to that conversation.”

Kristoff absolutely did not want to let Anna down or get her into hot water with her superiors.  He hated seeing the stress on her features only moments ago.  It didn’t sit right with him to see her without an easy smile.  

He rubbed his fingers down his chin, thinking.  “We can hire a grunt to haul while we finish the demo.”

“Okay, but like you said, what about the electrician?  We have him lined up based on the initial time frame.  Not to mention that asshole is going to balk at having to get it done about three times quicker than we agreed to.”

“If he can’t work with us, we’ll fine someone else.”

“That soon?  And that’s if we are at the framing stage by then. Can’t show a grunt how to frame properly, we know that from experience.  Oh, and then there’s the sheetrock.  You and I both know we are none too quick at that.  We’d need to hire a company to come in and get it done.  And rush them.  That will really up our overhead.”

“She mentioned a big bonus if we can get it done.”

“Kristoff, none of that is going to matter, because we can’t get it done.  We were already on a massive time restraint.  We would need to have to work this weekend and the next two, plus the sixty hours a week we are already putting in to even have a chance at this. We can’t do that again, we got so burnt-out last time it nearly put an end to us.”

“I know, I know.  Just let me think about this a moment.”

His eyes narrowed. “Why aren’t you freaking out about this as much as I am right now?”

“Because, Sven,” Kristoff shot back, “we both knew how important this job is to our survival. If we can’t do it, even if they are in breach of contract, it’s not going to look very good for us, is it?”

“No, I guess not.”

“So let’s figure this the fuck out, okay?”

Sven hesitated, then nodded. He knew as well as Kristoff that the stakes were high.

*****

Anna’s heart was hammering in her chest as she took the elevator one floor down.  She walked through the dirt and dust on her heels, nearly choking at how thick it was in the air.  The guys had resumed working, meaning they must be finished talking about how – or if – they were going to proceed.

She called to them repeatedly until they heard her and turned of their obnoxiously loud tools. It was amazing how much they had removed from the space already.  Perhaps there was hope that this was possible.  She hated how much pressure the bumped-up time frame was putting on everyone.

They walked over, brushing the dust off their clothing.

Anna tried not to cough. “Hello, gentlemen.  I wonder if you might have a solution for me?”

“Can I ask first,” Sven said, “what are the repercussions if we can’t get this done?”

“Well, you can-”

“We meant for you,” Kristoff interrupted.

“Me?”  They both nodded.  She was touched that they were worried about her.  It was so damn sweet of them.  “Everything moves so quickly in the corporate world, it wont effect me too badly one way or another.  The only negative for me is that my superiors might harbour some doubts as to whether I might be qualified for any future promotions from my current position if I can’t take care of this myself.”

“What does it mean for us then, if we can’t do it?” Sven asked.

“You can sue for breach of contract, and they will just throw money at you to make it go away. That’s why they are prepared to throw money at you to get it done when they want.  If you guys can’t do it, they’ll pay you off and then pay to get someone who can.  Simple as that.”

“How much money are they offering?” Kristoff asked.

Anna gave them the figure and both men were clearly shocked despite trying to remain impassive.  They looked at each other, having a silent conversation, and turned back to her, which was kind of adorable.  Anna could tell they were best friends and had been for a long time.

Sven said, “We have some ideas about how we can possibly manage this.”

“Lay it on me.”

“We bring on a labourer to haul trash while we finish the demo.”

“How long?” Anna asked.

“Two days tops. Starting tomorrow.  And that’s if we can find someone tonight.”

“No need to stress over finding a labourer, I can haul trash, no problem.”

Kristoff looked about to object at that when Sven shot him a look.  It made Anna want to smile were she not still nervous about getting these guys to accept the new terms.

“Done,” Sven continued. “Next, we’ll work fourteen-hour days next week.  If we don’t get next weekend off to rest after this twelve-day long haul, we are going to get burnt out.”

“Of course, completely understandable,” Anna agreed.

“We’ll get to work immediately on re-organizing our electrician as soon as Kris and I are done the framing. Then we will sub-contract the drywall to get it done as quickly as possible.”

Anna nodded, eager with there the conversation was going.  “I can help with that.  I can talk to the electrician and find another one if he isn’t on board.  I can also source out a good drywall company for you and get them in when you need them.”

“That would help a lot, actually,” Kristoff said, finally smiling a little.  It suited him wonderfully.

“Lastly,” Sven added, “the windows and doors for each office that you picked out are still being manufactured.  There us no way we can speed that up.  You are going to have to deal with us in your space for a lot more of the finishing work than we anticipated.  We will not have the paint done as we had initially discussed, and we will most likely still be fucking around with the taping and flooring, so you will have to find a way to work around us.”

“That’s fine!  We can absolutely do that.  I will make sure my team stays organized and out of your way.”

The men shared another silent look and this time Anna did smile.  

“If all of this is acceptable,” Kristoff said, “then you can move back into your space in two weeks from today.”

Her mouth dropped open. “Are you serious?  We can move in on the Friday?”  She assumed they’d have to be moving in over the weekend before the client came with the tightened timeline.  

Kristoff and Sven nodded and Anna immediately felt a lump in her throat.  

“I could hug you!”  She started towards them fully intending to do so.

They both backed up a step. “It’s okay,” Kristoff said, holding up a hand. “We are filthy.”

“I don’t give a shit,” she said, and threw her arms around him.  He barely moved, but Anna didn’t care.  She also didn’t care that he smelled like dust and sweat.  She was just elated that they cared so much to work with her on this.  She hugged Sven next and he patted her shoulder blade a few times with his fingers.  

She stepped back and Kristoff looked down at her, disappointed.  Anna realized her black blazer was covered with dust.  She brushed it off and smiled at them.  “I will be here bright an early, ready to help. What time?”

“Are you sure?” Kristoff started. “It’s going to be a lot of lifting heavy material into the bin in the alley.  Pretty dirty hard manual labour.”

Anna tilted up her chin. “I am no stranger to hard work, Kristoff.”

He looked a little surprised to hear her say his name out loud.  The only she reason that she knew Kris was short for Kristoff, was because she learned his full name after liked her photo on Instagram.  Or perhaps he was surprised by her defiance.  Either way, he was not the first man she had to prove wrong.  At least with Kristoff, it looked like he’d regretted his choice of words as soon as he said them, unlike most of the other assholes she’d had to deal with over the years.

“He just means it’s going to be a workout.”  Sven flashed Kristoff a strained look.  “No issue for you though, Boss. I am sure.”

“Of course, I meant nothing by it,” Kristoff added, not quite meeting her eyes.

~   ~   ~   ~   ~

 Kristoff woke up feeling stupid all over again over his words, making Anna think he was suggesting that she couldn’t handle hauling the construction trash.  It had kept him up late, frustrated that she might get wrong ideas about what kind of person he was.  He only spoke up out of concern, knowing that it was more physically demanding than most might realize.

He scarfed down some scrambled eggs standing in his kitchen then threw a PB and J together.  He’d slept in a bit and did not want to be the one to show up late.  He was right on time when he rolled up to Sven’s house and he hopped in their work van.

The drive was quiet. They were both tired from a full week of work and were looking at another long seven days ahead of them. It was the uglier side of being self-employed.  They were responsible for every facet of their business, including the labour.  It was the dream that one day they would be the ones with offices, running their company and hiring people to do the labour. Only then would they feel like they’d made it.  For now, however, they worked job to job, and Kristoff’s Ma carried around a cell with the number from their advertising should anyone call inquiring about work.

So far, it had remained silent.

They parked and rode up in the elevator.  When Kristoff walked through the doors into the construction area, he was surprised Anna was standing there waiting for them.  

She smiled. “Good morning, gentleman.”

They both bid her a ‘good morning’ in return and Sven began the run-down of what her job for the weekend was going to be.

Kristoff couldn’t stop staring at her.  She wore a brand-new set of Carhart work clothes and gloves, looking like she’d picked them up after work on her way home last night.  He was impressed with her forethought.  Her appearance mirrored theirs, so she clearly understood the scope of work.  It made him admire her even more.

They got to work and a couple of times Kristoff had to remind himself to stay on task.  When his mind wandered, his work slowed down, and they could not afford to slack off.  At least Sven didn’t appear to notice.  If he did, Kristoff was going to get an earful on the ride home.

*****

After three trips down hauling all the construction garbage, Anna was feeling pretty damn great with herself.  It felt good to get in some physical work.  Sure, she was sweaty and the thick gloves were sure to destroy her manicure, but she was hauling ass getting the stuff down to the bin and doing a great job. Both men had shared impressed glances a few times.

She kept plugging away until it was lunch time.  She hadn’t realized that they brough their own and she felt a little sheepish that she needed to duck out like she usually did and get some.  Wanting to be quick, she picked up a sandwich at the deli across the street and rushed back.  They were almost done however, and quickly got back to it while Anna scarfed down her meal as they filled the bin.

By the end of the day her muscles were burning.  They worked at least two hours past when Anna assumed they would quit.  She didn’t dare speak on it though.  Both of them looked absolutely beat and they still had six very long days ahead of them.

No one said much as the men packed up their tools, then they all rode down in the elevator.  

“Same time tomorrow?” Anna asked when they were outside, kind of hoping they would have a later start. She was tired as hell.  

Sven said, “You bet.”

Anna missed him calling her Boss all of the sudden.  He looked too tired to keep up with his humour.  She glanced over at Kristoff and he was looking intently at her.

“Thanks for all your help today,” he paused for just a second, “Miss Arendelle.”

~   ~   ~   ~   ~

 Her entire body was sore when she woke.  It was slow going, trying to haul her ass out of bed.  For breakfast she ended up having to stuff a granola bar in her bag to eat while she drove to work and chided herself on not having time to make a lunch.  

Anna had wanted to be on time, except she got there about ten minutes late.  The bin was already full when she arrived on the floor.  

Without greeting them, she hauled the bin down and emptied it.  When she got back to the floor there was a pile started for her.  Working quickly, she filled it as Sven brough over a few more items to top it off.  Anna took it down and the next pile was a bit smaller.  It took four loads to get caught up to them.  They worked so fast it was incredible.  

Anna had been working so diligently, she hadn’t even realized how far they had gotten until Sven pulled out a broom and started sweeping.  She looked around, realizing that Kristoff was just finishing with the last of it.  When he was done, he loaded up her bin and gave her a smile.

“Last one,” he said.

Anna grinned back at him and took the load down, thinking about how gorgeous a smile looked on him. She was bouncing on her sore legs, excited they had gotten it all done before lunch time.  She eagerly wanted to go home and have a nice long hot soak to ease her muscles.  Followed by a couple of glasses of wine and ordering from her favourite Italian place for dinner.

When she got back up to the floor with the bin, they were still working however.   Kristoff was measuring something on the floor when Sven noticed her walk up to them.

“Thanks for the help, Boss!”

“You’re welcome,” she responded. “What… are you doing now?”

“Marking a layout for the framing,” Kristoff said, still looking down at his tape measure.

“Oh.  Can I help?”

“Nah, you’re good,” Sven replied.  “You can go home now, Boss.”

Anna had been thinking of doing just that a few moments ago, only that was when she thought that the guys could knock off early too.  She should have known there was more that they needed to accomplish today for the week ahead.  

“Seriously, just give me a job.  I can manage,” she offered.

Kristoff stood as the tape measure snapped back into the case.  “Honestly, this is pretty much all we can do today.  We’re picking up the material in the morning and then we start framing.  Once we’re done with this we’re out of here too.”

“Oh, okay.  How long will that take?”

Kristoff’s head tilted slightly to the side as he looked into her eyes.  “Couple of hours.”

Anna pulled her phone out of her back pocket and looked at the time. “So, about three?”

“About there, yeah,” Kristoff agreed.

His brown eyes were so warm and inviting.  Anna knew immediately her plans had changed.   “Okay, I am buying you both drinks and dinner tonight as a thank you.  You name the time and the place.”

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It had taken some convincing, but they guys finally accepted.  Or rather, Sven had accepted.  Kristoff was silent and appeared eager to go the entire time, and Sven only agreed after he’d looked at his friend.

Anna went home to shower and change into casual clothes and realized as she was getting ready that she was ecstatic.  They didn’t have too much of an opportunity to talk with all the work that needed to be done, but she’d observed more about Kristoff that she liked.  The way he joked with Sven in passing, the way he smiled at her every time be brought material to the bin.  The way she’d caught him breaking things up into more manageable pieces.  Some of the items Sven had thrown in she had indeed struggled to lift into the trash bin in the alley, not that she would ever admit that.  

Kristoff suggested a Pub that him and Sven frequented quite a bit and Anna was waiting outside when they arrived.  

They both showed up in jeans and that was where the similarities ended.    Outside of their nearly identical work clothing, it was interesting to see their different personalities reflected in their choice of personal ware.  Anna approached them for another hug, not giving them any options to opt out.  Sven gave her another awkward pat on the back and then Kristoff actually hugged her properly, although loosely.  He smelled amazing.  Like soap and shampoo.  Sven was wearing some strong cologne, which seemed appropriate for how he was dressed. All designer, all to impress.  He had on a thick metal chain necklace and rings on each hand.  She imagined he went to clubs on Saturday nights.

Then there was Kristoff. Flannel shirt, boot cut jeans and worn in cowboy boots.  Feathery blond hair clean and soft looking from the shower he would have had only an hour ago.  Easy smile, nothing else.  Down to earth and absolutely everything that Anna had come to find attractive in a man.  It was something else to see him out of his work clothes.

The girls on the floor had pestered her about which one of the two jacked construction workers she thought was hotter, and they all had their own opinions on who was better looking. While Kristoff and Sven were both very handsome, for her it wasn’t so cut and dry.  What attracted her to men was more than simply looks.  After that first meeting, she knew Sven wasn’t her type, even though she still liked him as a human being and definitely could see them being easy friends.  Kristoff on the other hand, was a little harder to peg, therefore a little harder to see for who he was.  It had taken a bit, but she could see it now having been around him all weekend.

And she liked it.  A lot.

They all ordered beer and they all fell into easy conversation.  Even Kristoff was more talkative than she’d ever seen him.  It delighted her to no end to see him comfortable and showing her what he was like outside of work.

After sharing a couple dozen wings and a few other appetizers, Sven announced he was tired and wanted to head home.  Kristoff appeared a little surprised by that for a slit second before brushing it off. Sven thanked Anna for the drinks and the food, then he smacked Kristoff on the arm and told him to be there bright-eyed and bushy-tailed in the morning.  Kristoff grinned and gave him the finger in return.

Anna found herself smiling ear to ear watching them.

When Sven left, Anna asked, “Would you like to stay for one more, Kristoff?”  She really hoped that he would say yes.  

He smiled. “Sure.”

They ordered another round and a silence fell between them.  Anna was the one to break it.  “I apologize again for putting such a rush on the job.”

“It’s okay, no worries,” he said softly.

“I truly am grateful you guys accommodated me with everything.”

Kristoff shrugged. “Could be worse.  If you weren’t leaving the bathrooms and breakrooms where they are, it would be really difficult.  It gets complicated when you have to move around a bunch of plumbing.”

Anna smiled. “I can imagine. When we outgrew our space and the bosses were set to move up to the floor above us, they tore everything out. It took months.  They kept changing things and adding things.  The CEO decided he wanted a fireplace in his office!”

“A fireplace?” Kristoff chuckled.  “Whatever for?”

“God, who knows with that guy.”  Anna took a sip of her beer.  “That’s why I wanted to re-do our space so much.  I may be the boss for everyone on my floor now, but I don’t want them to think my head got so big that I believe I deserve a massive over-the-top office. Not to mention it’s not my style at all.”

“Oh?”  Kristoff raised his eyebrows.  “What is your style?”

Anna sat back in thought. No one had outright asked her that since she brought up the renovation.  

“Something functional. Simple, but not minimalist.  Wood and earth tones for the furniture and pops of colour everywhere else.  Basically, nothing like how it used to be.”  She chuckled. “Although I do love the idea of some bookcases.”

“I can build some for you, if you’d like.”

She blinked at him, touched with the offer.  “I couldn’t ask you to add onto all the other work you have.”

He smiled.  “It’s no issue.  Won’t take me very long.  I do a lot of built-ins.  The bonus will more than cover the cost of material for something so small.”

Anna looked into his eyes. They were so warm, so lovely.   She had no idea she would get so much enjoyment out of looking into someone’s eyes. And now that she had gotten to know him better, his demeanor was absolutely wonderful.  A far cry from almost every man who worked on that upper floor.  She realized that she wanted to start spending a lot more time with such a delightful man.  As long as he was available, that is.

“That would be very kind of you, Kristoff.”

“No problem, really.”

They were quiet a moment, sipping their beer when Anna decided to go for it.  She would have already been looking all over his Instagram account to try and find out, only he just had that one stupid photo of himself.

“So, Kristoff, you have a girl waiting at home for you or what?”

His eyebrows shot up. “Me?  No.  No one waiting at home.”

“Hmmm.  And are you and Berkleigh a thing, or?”  Anna was pretty confident that it wasn’t an issue but she needed to find out all the same.  There was no point in wasting her time on someone who had other ideas.

His cheeks started to darken.  “Her? No, nothing going on.  I mean, I’m not interested.  At all.”

“You might want to tell her that.  She thinks you’re going to ask her out soon.”

“Shit.”  His shoulders dropped and his hand came up to rake through his hair.  He looked down.  “I was trying so hard not to be rude to her.  She’s… very…”

“Annoying?”

He looked up, smile pulling at the side of his mouth.  “I was going to say persistent.”

Anna laughed.  “She is that, too.”

“I figured.  She was pestering me to set up an Instagram account and told me she wasn’t going to leave me alone until she did it for me. I didn’t really want it.  I don’t know why I caved.”

She arched an eyebrow. “Trying to be polite?”

“Something like that.”

“Is that who took that photo of you?  It’s awful.”

Kristoff laughed. “It’s terrible, I know!”

Anna adored his laugh. It was something special that he showed to few people, she could tell.  There was a lot to admire about him the more Anna spent with him.

“We can fix that.” She held out her hand.  “Give me your phone.”

He didn’t hesitate. After unlocking it, he placed it in her palm and sat back in the booth.  Anna opened his camera and lifted the phone.

“Tilt your head to the side a bit.”  He did as he was asked.  “Now smile. No, not that smile, it looks forced. Give me that little half smile you used when I called Berkleigh annoying.  Yes, that’s it.  Perfect!”

Anna took the photo and looked at it.  Damn he was handsome.  Easily one of the most striking men she’d had the pleasure of being out with.  Not that this was a date.  Yet.

“There, now this is a good picture,” she said, handing the phone back.  “You can make it your profile picture and just delete that awful one. Make your first post what you want it to be, you know.  Not what someone else thinks it should be.”

Kristoff appraised himself on the screen a moment before looking back up at her.  “Thank you… Anna.  It’s a very nice picture.”

That was the first time he’d called her by her first name and it delighted her to no end.  He tucked the phone back in his pocket and they sipped their drinks again.  

Anna said, “You can follow me, you know.”

He just about choked on his beer.  “What?”

She laughed. “On Instagram. You can follow me.  I mean, we both know you were looking.”

He pursed his lips as he turned his head away, clearly embarrassed but smiling nonetheless.  His hand came up and rubbed his jaw before he looked back to her, cheeks all red again.  “We’re just gonna openly talk about that, huh?”

Anna grinned.  “Oh, I’m sorry.  Is this something that you were hoping to never think about again?”

“Actually, yes.”

Anna laughed again. “Oh, Kristoff.  You are adorable you know that?”

One eyebrow went up.  “Am I now?”

“Uh huh. Cuter than a baby lamb.”

The side of his nose came up and he was smiling naturally now.  “A baby lamb?  Not that cute.  Baby buffalo or something, maybe.”

She laughed harder. It had been a long time since someone had made her feel so delightfully at ease.  This man was something special.

*****

They exchanged their phone numbers at the end of the evening and later that night when Kristoff was lying in bed, he added the picture that Anna took of him as his profile picture to his Instagram.  It took forever for him to figure out how to do it.  Then he deleted the one that Berkleigh had taken and unfollowed, then blocked her.   After that he followed Anna.  She followed him back two minutes later, making him smile.

Then he changed his account to Private.  

It did cross his mind if that might be a little harsh to just block Berkleigh like that, except Anna was clearly interested and that was everything to him right now.  He did not want the secretary to get in the way of what he could have with her.

He was sure he was going to fall asleep smiling he was so happy.  As soon as they were done this long-ass work week, he was going to ask her out on a proper date.

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#cee wrote this mess #she ain't gotta do much #kristoff #anna #kristanna #kristanna modern au

[letoscrawls]

Hey everyone!! I'm not dead! And here's a Compendiary of what happened to Me in the cursed month of February (so far)

Did (and thank god passed) the exam i've postponed since 2020 because the professor traumatized me. He treated me and my project like shit again but he definitely has anger issues and in the end he apologized for acting like the devil incarnated. jesus christ that man is insane i'm telling you. i still hate him also he's the spitting image of papa stranger things (but ugly!!!!!! because papa was kinda...............)

Thought i was going to die since i lived in a state of total anxiety for two weeks bc of this exam????? like at some point i had tachycardia nonstop from 5pm all through the night and i didn't know how to make it go away. but!! i was laughing the whole time bc my head felt funny. felt like shit the morning after though. i'm fine now by the way <3

temperatures dropped like crazy here after the hottest christmas ever and my hand got covered in chilblains and let me tell you they SUCK. especially bc i only had them on my index and ring finger and they looked absolutely ridiculous :/ it's a family thing and it's the second time i get them ugh thank god they are finally going away because i couldn't even hold a pencil and this is actually the first thing i drew in forever

just the usual shit ton of work with kids etc. basically all my afternoons are dedicated to that and it takes away so much of my time eh.

So yeah!!! i'm doing wayyyy better now but for the past two weeks i've lived in hard mode and it's only february wtf??? i got a test soon and if i manage to pass it it will be a pivotal time in my school career and i'll finally be closer to graduation than i've ever been. like it's happening omg i can't believe this. worst experience of my life

And sadly i can't really think of anything else besides school. i used to be able to have like, mental breaks during the day but now i'm constantly planning my graduation and i need to stay VERY focused. But that health scare i got was like a slap in the face for me, and i can't let these thoughts get to my body like this, i know i say it everytime but i don't want to be a rotting trash can in my 30s because i didn't take care of my health during university :/ and planning breaks stress me tf out so i gotta figure a way to just relax naturally and take it easy

Okay if you read up until this point i love you and i'm gently patting your head with my balloon looking hand <3

#my art #rambling

[richardtrager]

@hiveruled said : “ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”

When he rolled out of bed this morning, hung over and strung out from the night before, he didn't imagine his Monday afternoon would be spent huddling behind a desk with grease boy from IT, but life has a way of kicking your fucking ass, doesn't it? Who is he kidding? There's no need to be so negative...what's life without a little excitement? Eh? A little containment breach...a little chaos....a little murder, by the sounds of it⸺and by sound he means the wet ripping coming from somewhere WAY too close to their hiding spot.

It doesn't take a genius to figure out the gist of what's happened. Security must have gotten lax, someone forgot to lock the backdoor...some amature move, and now they're dealing with a prison riot level outbreak. Every drooling maniac from level zero to the prison block is tearing the place apart, and the people with it. The clean up is going to be a nightmare and the press cover up hellish.

"Nope, I've got nothin'." The executive whispers quietly, daring to peek his head up just enough to see over the edge of the desk. Nope, there's a big fucking guy over there in filthy pajamas. The coast is definitely not clear. In a flash, he's back down at eye level with Anderson. "Gimme some time...." An ear-piercing scream cuts him off, and Richard chooses to finish his sentence with a pained look. "If we have any." Time, that is. He wipes his hair out of his face, already painted with sweat. The pressure is on.

They can't just sit there shitting their pants forever. They've gotta find a way out of this shithole and Trager knows it. He's been thinking of an escape plan since the alarm sounded. He's just gotta work out the kinks...

#hiveruled #✄ ❮ ic ❯ —— ❝ let me sell you the dream ! ❞ #✄ ❮ verse ❯ —— the murkoff account #this was short bc pacing but I hope you like it! #let's see if they can get out of this mess!

[kaladinstormsblessed]

sigh what a day. the sacrifice stuff definitely went better in the morning - i really do struggle so hard in the afternoon and will need to figure out how to handle that whole situation. i am also just feeling burnt out from looking at this information lol. like i have been so close to it for so long that there is genuinely no joy in it :/ and i haven't been good about getting myself out of the house which means i really am pacing around like a caged animal. i can't fix the too close problem, but i am taking myself on a walk. when i get back i am going to take a long, luxurious shower and then i am going to do my laundry and take the trash out before going to bed early i MEAN IT (but also sometimes my anxiety manifests in really awful stress dreams which I dint remember but do cause me to wake up in the middle of the night and often get up and walk around while like half conscious to try and work off the nervous energy. i haven't used the words yet but it sure is debilitating lmao.).

tomorrow is my official beginning to "holy shit it's sacrifice time." the plan is to review 3 sacrifice questions per day and do timed practice essays for those questions. that will take me four days - i can then spend my last two days either reviewing that information or writing out practices essays for questions i feel weak on. the hope is that this exam is in pretty good shape so that i can also practice at least one homer question a day. that then positions me well for homer week, where the focus is going to be on going back through the primary text for commentary purposes. that's about as far as i've gotten studying wise. hopefully the goal is to have me working just about a week ahead so that i am always on the ball. that will def help with the fact that i have not actually looked at either my bay of naples questions or jerome, really. however, if i can also memorize my bay of naples questions in a day then i can spend my three hours writing them out for the next five days, which leaves me with essentially two weeks for jerome. there's less letters for jerome than books of homer and only two commentaries - one is 400 pages though and the other is in german :/ as per usual, the goal is to have most of the info in my brain and to spend the week of with the primary text. i am uh. definitely feeling a little bit overwhelmed and also just So Over It (no sense of urgency anywhere to be found) but i gotta remember that in one week i will not have to think about the sacrifice material for at least four weeks and that's a win! i feel like i'm in this interminable waiting stage and at some point it's going to get more "real." unfortunately it doesn't feel like that is happening anytime soon so it's just going to be nose to the grindstone.

#heavy sigh #going on my silly little walk now #grad school life

[longroadstonowhere]

i was gonna make a little more of a shitpost about something in zelda, but hey i’m enjoying doing these little debriefs into the void, let’s talk about what i did today

i’m gonna say lategame totk spoilers below

so like, this morning i woke up and was like ‘okay, it’s final boss time, let’s do this thing’ because, like, i got the mission to go into hyrule castle! it’s time to track down the fake zelda and figure out what’s really going on there! and, well, i did figure that out, but uh, it wasn’t the final boss

so after getting over being flabbergasted at the rug being pulled out from under me (which, to be clear, i absolutely loved that i didn’t see this coming), i ran around doing some chasm exploration (hehehe), did some random side questy things like updating the purah pad (which, i like how they put the dlc stuff from botw into the regular part of this game - makes me wonder if there’s any dlc planned for totk down the line), and then finally remembered the ring ruins in kakariko existed so was able to continue the main quest

had some difficulties getting to the thunderhead isles (thought i would be cool and land in the pond on the first island, instead i smashed my head against a pillar), but adventuring through those was fun, and now i’m in the depths with mineru trying to put her body together - got the left leg to her on the first attempt, but the right leg took me like four or five tries to get over to her, so i started wondering if she really needs both legs that badly, hahaha (this was what the shitpost was gonna be about by the by)

that’s where i’ve stopped for the night, because redoing something several times only to fail at the end is frustrating, and since i need to sleep anyway that was a good point to stop

i’m glad the fake zelda didn’t end up being mineru, and that she’s got her own temple (either this factory or another whole dungeon beyond it), and that we get to hang out! because you know she’s my fave new npc based on nothing but pure imagination, can’t wait to see what she’s actually like to decide if she’s actually going to be my fave, hahaha

i also really loved the whole riddle getting the ancient thunder outfit put together, and exploring the whole dracozu lake area, because i know i wandered around there in botw, and it’s really cool how the environment can completely change when you have a slightly new context

so tomorrow i’ve got a dentist thing, which means i probably won’t start playing until the afternoon, but i’ve got high hopes for finishing the main story by friday, since, like... there can’t be that much more, right? like we’re approaching skyward sword levels of ‘oh i didn’t realize you could put this much in a zelda game’, which is extremely awesome! but at some point i gotta take down ganondorf, and maybe bring zelda back from being a dragon??? like.... some part of me still can’t believe they’ll leave her like that, i’m really hoping mineru can pull some spirit shenanigans

oh! also because i was curious, i looked up where the ancient shirt is (or archaic shirt or whatever it’s called), and it’s in a cave, so like obviously i wasn’t gonna find it because like hell i was doing anything on tutorial island that wasn’t the main quest stuff with how few hearts i had

oh, and also i like how they had another vitality check during the thunderhead isles stuff, but they had a shrine and a goddess statue right there, so you could easily warp back if you needed to run off and do some shrine hunting (but uh, it only needed ten hearts and i’m at seventeen now, so, you know, we good - although it’s hard for me to tell because the hearts aren’t going onto a second line, so i have to walk up to my tv and count carefully to figure out how many i have)

i find it interesting that, if you do all the main story stuff, they expect you to have at least ten hearts and two rings of stamina, it’s an interesting benchmark and i kinda wonder if there was any purpose to it or if it was just a random choice

i also wonder if there’ll be any more vitality checks along the way - i will probably be fine, but it’ll be interesting to find out

[krisb-writing-blog]

Chapter 2: Wicked Game

Start date: 07/01/22

End date: 07/03/22

Rating: PG (kissing)

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The encounter in the parking garage left Hannah with a lot to think about. Was Sam lying? Were both Sam and Marianne lying to their kids and Hannah? What was the truth about their family state? She sipped her coffee as she waited at a red light the next morning in traffic. She was almost to the building when she received a phone call from Marianne.

"Hey, is this a bad time?" Marianne asked, with the sound of a blender going in the background.

"Nope, my car has Bluetooth and I'm almost to the parking lot. Is something wrong?" Hannah asked in response.

"No, but I just wanted to let you know that Sam is going to be working from home today, so you don't have to stay the whole time if you don't want to. His sister Robin insisted, it's a whole thing. You'll still be paid the same though." Marianne replied.

"Alright. I promised Mickey that I'd help her with her chemistry flash cards so I'll probably leave after we're done with that, is that okay?" Hannah parked her car in the designated parking spot.

"Sounds good to me, you're a sweetheart. I gotta go, but I will see you later. Bye." Marianne hung up the phone quickly.

Hannah quickly made it upstairs in time to say goodbye to the twins and Marianne. In seeing that Sam still kissed his wife goodbye in the morning, his statements the previous night didn't line up, but she kept that to herself and focused on keeping Ainsley distracted with Paw Patrol and baby snacks.

"Hi!" Ainsley smiled. Her vocabulary was as limited as her ability to walk long distances, but she did seem excited to see Hannah, which was a welcome change.

"Hi there sweetie." Hannah replied back, with a small wave.

"Dada?" Ainsley looked puzzled in the most adorable way ever.

"Dada is in his office working. Do you want your dolly?" Hannah tried to keep Ainsley from interrupting Sam.

"Dada!" Ainsley cried. The sadness of baby Ainsley made Hannah sad too, so she picked her up and headed to his office, but she stopped and knocked first.

"Hey Sam, it's Hannah. I'm sorry to bother you but Ainsley wants to see you right now, and she's not happy." Hannah tried to calm Ainsley down as she talked.

"Come on in." Sam simply answered.

When Hannah entered with Ainsley, she saw an office fancier than her professor's, which said a lot about the public education system, but also family photos and a modern minimalist aesthetic gone horribly awry.

"Dada!" Ainsley clapped her little hands as Hannah handed her to Sam.

"Now that is the Ainsley that shared half a cookie with me yesterday. She already has her favorite parent." Hannah joked.

"I guess she does. And I wanted to apologize for what I said last night, I was out of line." Sam turned his attention from his daughter to Hannah.

"That's okay." It really wasn't, but Hannah was a smart girl and knew that it might take some strategy to figure out what Sam's endgame was.

"Maybe when Ainsley goes to take her afternoon nap, I'd love to chat and see how you're doing. It's better than listening to business pitches from my shark of a sister." Sam pitched, as Ainsley smashed the keys on the office keyboard.

"Sounds like a plan. She should be ready for lunch in a few minutes, so I'll go get something ready." Hannah left the father and daughter together and headed to the kitchen.

After a small lunch of applesauce and a handful of Cheerios, as Ainsley had pushed most of them onto the floor, she was fast asleep in her nursery while Sam and Hannah chatted in the living room.

"What kind of work did you do before you became a nanny?" Sam asked.

"Well I have a degree in chemistry, so I was working towards becoming a chemistry professor and focusing on getting rid of the gender bias and getting more young women inspired to pursue science. However that takes time and money, so I put that on pause and pursued being a nanny since my nurturing side could also be inspirational in a classroom." Hannah explained thoroughly. She was really passionate about that part of her work, and wasn't going to stop until she made a difference.

"Oh, that's nice. Maybe you could help the twins find their careers." Sam clearly wasn't paying attention to anything Hannah said, but he might have been paying attention to the blue jeans and the red tank top she was wearing.

"Sure, I mean I'm helping Mickey with her chemistry flash cards later so that's a start." She felt defeated already, and the day wasn't even half over.

"Are you okay? You seem a little distracted, sir." Hannah tried to change the subject.

"I'm fine, it's just that you look a lot like my ex wife. I haven't seen her in twelve years, so it's kind of confusing me." Sam clarified.

"She doesn't visit the twins? I mean I knew you and Marianne had full custody, but what kind of mom abandons her babies like that?" Hannah was shocked.

"I don't know. But you two, gosh you look like you could be her sister." Sam's comments echoed in Hannah's mind, and made her skin crawl. Comparing her to someone who had left her children and husband without a trace? It seemed weird. Hannah choked down a sip of orange juice and sighed.

The silence was broken by the crackle of a baby monitor and Ainsley crying, so Hannah went to go check on her while Sam sat on the couch, playing back what he just revealed. Poor, innocent Hannah had no idea that it was just the tip of the iceberg. Eventually Sam went back to his office and they worked separately until Marianne and the twins came home. After dinner, cleaning up, and helping Mason with his math homework, Hannah went to help Mickey with her flash cards in Mickey's bedroom, while Marianne and Sam helped Mason with rest of his homework.

"Alright, so what part are you struggling with?" Hannah asked.

"The gas laws. There's too many of them, and that's basically what half of the final is on." Mickey sighed as she got some markers, index cards, and pens out of her desk drawer.

"Ah, those stumped me too. Unfortunately, combined gas law is just the first three put together and there's six different outcomes." Hannah winced.

"Six?! Well there goes my A minus grade." Mickey looked like she'd just heard that Ariana Grande was retiring.

"Relax, I have a degree in this, I'll help you. We'll make it into a game: if you can guess the most difficult gas laws, I will see if I can talk your parents into letting you get your learner's permit." Hannah tried to get the young teen to focus.

"Have I ever told you that you're my favorite person to study with?" Mickey smiled.

"I am winning at this nanny thing today." Hannah thought to herself as she helped Mickey draw the flash cards. When Hannah picked up a piece of paper, she accidentally knocked down a picture frame and apologized.

"Oh it's okay, it's something my dad put in here. It's an old picture of him and my mom when she was pregnant with me and my brother." Mickey picked up the frame and handed it to Hannah.

"She looks beautiful. Do you remember much about her?" Hannah was curious.

"Not really. I mean there's family photos and videos with her, but me and Mason were three when she left so it's all a blur. But I want to know where she is, eventually, so maybe I could become an investigative journalist like those people on Dateline or something." Mickey looked upset, so Hannah put the picture back.

"Well, if you want to do that in college, you have to pass this test, and remember the promise." Hannah changed the subject.

Hannah and Mickey quizzed each other using the homemade flash cards, and soon enough Mickey was ready for her test. Hannah was on her way out when she got in her car and it wouldn't start. After saying a string of expletives, most starting rhyming with "duck" and "ditch", she hesitantly dialed the home phone number of the Daltons, and Mason answered.

"If you're trying to reach us about our car's extended warranty, you'll have to be specific and also not a robot." The fifteen year old answered.

"I am not, though I may have to borrow that one. Can you put your stepmom or your dad on the phone? This is kind of embarrassing but my car won't start and the mechanic is closed until tomorrow morning." Hannah explained.

"Got it. I'll go get one of them. Aren't there subways around here?" Mason asked.

"Yup, but my metro card is at my apartment, which is clear across town." Hannah replied.

"That sucks. I'll go get my stepmom." Mason put the phone down, leaving Hannah waiting.

Eventually, Mason got his dad and gave him the phone. Sam drove Hannah home, and the two chatted again as they waited in traffic. When they got to her building, it was time to say goodbye.

"I'll call a tow truck tomorrow to get my car out of the garage so the security guard doesn't get mad at me." Hannah unbuckled her seat belt.

"Works for me. But before you go, there's just one more thing." Sam stopped her from getting out.

"What?" Hannah asked.

Sam leaned in and kissed the young nanny, and she hesitantly kissed him back, against her better judgment.

When he pulled away, she got out of the car and headed to her apartment. She told her roommate about it, and the two talked through the possible options of whether to tell Marianne, whether she should quit after just a few days, and Hannah told her roommate about the weird things Sam had said to her before that. Whatever games were being played, Hannah had entered a very difficult level.

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[kausstar]

KILL ME

patrick bateman x f! assistant! reader￨sfw content￨wc: 2k

patrick hated woman who weren’t slightly slutty, willing to be submissive to him and keep their fucking mouths shut, so he practically hated you. until he found himself questioning his sanity because of you.

you’re shorter than him and attitude filled. talks of blood and murder. you’re referred to as slut and bitchy once. swearing. kissing.

𝓴aus. people writing the reader as submissive/dominant with patrick is not my thing so decided to do my own thing.

after jean quit, patrick was forced to find a new assistant so he went hunting, and found one that he thought would fit him the best. at least he thought you would. in the last month you had worked for him, he’d fired you twice but each time he found himself calling you after not even a week of you not working. you were good at keeping up, never second guessed his change of plans and never asked questions, but you did have an attitude that had him thinking about all the bloody things he’d like to do to you.

he thought about it a lot, actually. when he applied his eye mask in the mornings, worked out, got in the shower, did his skin care, and even while fixing his tie before work. he tried to fill his aching needs by fucking prostitutes and killing some, and it worked… for a while until his ways of killing them got more violent in the sexual aspect, then it stopped working all together.

why was he letting some slut get to his head like this? he thought as he sat on his couch, hand playing mindlessly with the blonde hair of the whore he’d killed the night before. he would kill them for pure fun now. a knock came from his office door making his shade covered eyes look up from the crossword puzzle in his lap. casually, he slips the hair into the pocket of his shirt, before you slip through the door frame without an okay from the man like always.

he closes his eyes behind his shades as he takes a deep breath in—trying not to comment on it, but speak up anyways. “wait before opening the door next time,” he says, eyes now open and looking down at his crossword puzzle. “mhm,” you ignored him, before walking over to his desk to lean your body against it, you made sure not to knock over anything. he didn’t even have to look up to see where you were standing. you’d done it many times before. he hated the way you leaned against his desk- even the way you stood.

the first time you did it, he thought about running a knife down your hip until you asked politely for him to stop or when you were screaming in pain, either way he wanted to see it. “gotta call a couple minutes ago about drinks with spencer at that bar down town,” you say, scheduling book resting on your arm while you read from it. “when?” he questions, writing in a word he had just figured out. it coincidentally being “bones”.

“after twelve,” you say, looking up at him, eyes running over the way his jaw was tightened slightly. “cancel it,” he waved making you roll your eyes with a lightly sigh. after jotting down what you needed, you close the pen within the book and throw your hands up at patrick. “have drinks with the guy. he’s a pain in my ass, patrick,” you groaned, hands resting on either side of you on the desk, supporting yourself. “oh yeah?” he asks, looking over at you, before you could reply he continues. “me too. now cancel it,” he says before looking back down at his puzzle.

you frown at the argument you’re going to have with the guy later. “kill me,” you groan, standing up from your leaning position. patrick wouldn’t mind doing so, it would actually make his life much more enjoyable. you grab your book from the desk and head for the door. “don’t forget i’m gonna be out this afternoon,” you comment, looking over at him. patrick ignores you, not really remembering why you weren’t but doesn’t care enough to remember or even respond.

without much care, you shut the door behind you.

xxx

a date. patrick remembered now why you weren’t going to be at the office. he hadn’t thought about it after you left, of course. he didn’t care, but he remembered because he just spotted you and your date walking into bar he was currently sat at with david and craig. you were sat at the bar with some guy. he looked middle class, nice tux, but not better than patrick’s, and he seemed to have you smiling, something patrick had never seen you do unless you were giving him a headache.

“who am i kidding? there are no chicks with good personalities,” craig waves as he smiles, looking between his two colleagues looking for approval. his sentence pulls patrick’s attention back to him. “exactly,” patrick points, before raising from his seat to give the man a high five. david follows suit and gives the man a high five as well. the three men’s laughs were loud enough to draw attention, and it did, by not only the small characters around them but you.

your date is the first one to look back at them and you follow quickly after, just to find patrick. patrick gives a glance to the two of you, hoping he didn’t miss anything but he only finds your eyes glued to his. your date gives a glance between you and patrick. “isn’t that your boss?” he asks, making you break eye contact and look over at him. “…yeah,” you reply, trying your best not to roll your eyes. you knew you were gonna see him here but your date had insist on going here. 

patrick is still looking though, trying to figure out what you’re saying. “that your bitchy assistant?” david asks, sharing a glance between you and patrick with a foolish grin on his face, blunt lit in between his fingers. “yeah,” patrick says, all of them now eyeing the two of you. “she’s pretty hot. surprised she got brains to keep up with your shit,” craig laughs, but no one laughs with him so he awkwardly dies it down. patrick was surprised too, that’s why he kept running back when he needed a good assistant.

suddenly, they watch the both of you get up from the bar and walk over to them. your date gives all of them a tight smile, with a small nod as you took your place on his arm, giving a glance to the men. “nice to meet you, gentlemen,” he starts, one button buttoned on his coat. his glance falls to the man to his right. “patrick bateman? she talks a lot about you,” he says, hand out to him but patrick doesn’t take it. no good things, he assumed. patrick only gives him a line smile, no teeth. he moves his attention to better things like he’s colleagues who are practically eye fucking you together.

“have a seat,” craig says, mindlessly, only giving your date a quick glance to let him know he was talking to him before gesturing over to the cushioned chair opposite of him. but his eyes are quick to land back on you as you walk around patrick’s chair to get to the seat, that was when craig spots patricks’ hard glare, and he looks down before clears his throat.

they didn’t have a care in the world for the guy, you were just their eye candy. patrick zones out after that, only letting his eyes move over you and your date. he eyes the way you sat on his lap, legs resting over his, his arm slipped around your waist. a stupid fuck like him should’ve realized by now that you’re too good for him. patrick felt your date was just taking up space, time and energy that you could all be wasting on him. his jaw slightly tightened at the thought.

he watched as you whisper something to your date and he nods in response, before you get up and head to the back. “so about her? how’d you get such a great ass?” david asks, giving a glance to you walking away then to your date with a grin. “i met her at some bar. and honestly i’m surprised bateman hasn’t had a hit yet,” he grins as he leans forward to touch patrick’s shoulder. the rest of them nod, agreeing with his statement while patrick’s face goes stern.

“and i’m surprised you haven’t taken the fucking hint yet,” patrick glares, swatting his arm off of his shoulders. they’re all confused by his hostility and frown at him. without much thought, patrick stands from his seat and excuses himself to the restroom. in the back, he walks straight into the woman’s bathroom to find you washing your hands. you ignore the door opening so you don’t look up from doing such act.

“who was that?” patrick questioned, standing a good distance behind you. the mans’ voice makes you look up and into the mirror. you’re quick to look around with wide eyes, hoping no one walks in and starts acting out. you quickly dry your hands, and push him into a stall with hurry.

“patrick, what the fuck!? what’s wrong with you?” you whisper, noticing his slightly tightened jaw. his patience was getting thinner by the minute. “who was that?” he asks again and you’re confused, he can see it. maybe you’re not as smart as he thought you were. “who’s who?” you ask, drawing his patience over the line.

“that guy!” he yells then he sees the anger in your face at the sudden raise of tune so he speaks again but softer. “you never told me about a guy,” he groans, more frustration in his tone. “why would i tell you about my dating life? you’re my boss, not my therapist. but since you’re so worried, i met him a couple days ago. we aren’t actually dating, just fucking,” you shrug with a sigh.

patrick wants to gag at the thought of his cheap hands touching you. “come on, you’re prettier than that,” he says, out of somewhat frustration and you’re taken back by the compliment. you don’t let the compliment sit in the air for too long so he doesn’t have the time to take it back. “i know… but he’s the closest thing i could find to you who’s not arrogant and stuck up the ass,” you groan, rolling your eyes.

even with frustration running up his blood pressure and clouding his mind, he understands what you mean. patrick didn’t understand social cues much but he believed this was one and if he’s wrong, he’ll just kill anyone later on tonight to ease his embarrassment. “someone like me, huh?” he questions, stepping closer. you don’t shy away so he continues, he grips your chin in between his fingers and makes you look up at him. “me too,” he says, then leans in and so do you.

your lips meet in a rather rough kiss, but it’s also deep and airy. patrick lets out a light groan only one you can hear— hopefully. with most of the prostitutes he tried to kiss to get over the aching feeling of you, he didn’t feel anything with them, just anger and greed, but things didn’t feel quite right when he kissed you. and it made his stomach turn up and him pull away from the kiss. he looks at you with confusion and a bit of disgust.

he’s confused and overwhelmed so he pulls away from you fully. the feelings he felt were disgusting— not you, he didn’t communicate that though. he only swiped his suit for any dirt and removed himself from the stall before walked out of the bathroom, not caring for any slut who looked confused by it. he wasn’t gonna let another get to his head. patrick lets his hand run through his hair before letting out a deep sigh as he approaches his friends once again.

“everything alright?” craig asks, seeing his sweating and slightly clinched jaw. bateman only nods, still standing before them, not minding their worried faces.

“yeah, i just need to return some videotapes.”

 2023 kausstar.

i did some research on the book version of bateman and mmmaaaannnn is he fucked up… i also might do a part two, happy ending this time??

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Here for the views and croissant

-- February 21, 2023 --

Alex: "I'm taking you out tonight, but you're gonna have to dress up," Alex announced with a grin spread across his lips as he wandered into the hotel room where Sophie was with the kids. They had gotten to Paris very early that morning and had devoured a delicious Parisian breakfast for Sophie's birthday before napping. Nights were short on tour. It was the early afternoon now and they were just hanging out, spendin some time and Alex had been off to talk to the boys for a moment. When he realized they were gonna be on tour for Sophie's birthday but actually spending the day in Paris, he figured he would at least have to come up with something special. And the boys happily offered to take the kids so he could take Sophie out, no parent duties. As Willa came running for him, Alex picked her up and spun her around, then held the giggling girl up in his arms. "You look like you need to burn some energy," he chuckled.

Sophie: “Oh I’m gonna have to dress up?” She raised a brow at the man when he said he was taking her out that night. Since arriving in Paris Sophie had been on cloud nine there was something so beautiful about the city. She loved it there and being there with Alex was just special. Especially for her birthday. Just as she was going to ask him what he has planned she saw Willa shoot out and for him as he scooped her up hearing her giggle and squeal in his arms.

Alex: "Yes, and I mean dress up all nice and fancy, okay?" he grinned at her while tickling Willa who was in a giggling fit and squirming in his arms. "The boys are babysitting the kids, so it's just you and me going out tonight," he offered more information, a proud grin on his face for making these plans

Sophie: “Oh fancy? Are we talking like little sexy dress fancy or like long gown fancy.” Since it could be either and she needed more details to plan that out. “Oh yeah? And why ever did you go and get the boys to let you take me out today?” Grinning at him knowing he was doing this for her birthday.

Alex: He chuckled softly. "As much as I love seeing you in little sexy dresses.. We're talking more long gown fancy." He let Willa down who was running off to play and Alex walked over to Sophie. "Ain't that obvious?" he asked, raising a brow amusedly. "Just because I already said happy birthday this morning doesn't mean your special day is over.."

Sophie: “Hmm long gown fancy.” She said grabbing her phone. “I have a stylist here in Paris that can help me with that” she said shooting off a text. “But I may have to leave for a bit to go meet them to get the right dress.” She said. “Mm I know just wanted to hear you say it again.” She giggled softly. “My special day and you obviously have plans.”

Alex: "Do what you have to to feel extra pretty," he chuckled softly and leaned in for a peck on her lips. He playfully rolled his eyes at her. "I'm making you spend your birthday on tour with me, I gotta make it up to you somehow," he said with a smile. "Plus, it's been a while since I took you out - and we are in Paris after all."

Sophie: She smiled when he said do whatever she wanted. “May stop by the jewelry store and get my ring cleaned then too make it extra sparkly.” She had been wearing it out and there was no denying that Alex and her were engaged now. “You don’t have to make it up to me.” She rolled her eyes, “I want to be with you.” She said to him. “When in Paris.” Checking her phone. “Oh good they can fit me in.”

Alex: Much like they had decided to, neither of them commented on everyone saying they were engaged, but Sophie didn't take off her ring and Alex didn't want her to either. "Treat yourself," he murmured with a smile as Sophie picked up her phone again. "When do you have to be off to get ready?" he asked, flopping down beside her and looking over to where Noah was playing and Willa was picking up his toys to place them somewhere else, causing Alex to shake his head a little bit.

Sophie: It was very obvious they were engaged given the sparkling large diamond on her finger that she never took off but they stuck to their word. Even at the BAFTAs with screaming paparazzi asking she never flinched or showed anything to give it away. "I'll probably leave in about an hour, I figure if we're going all out I'll let them do my hair, then picking out the right dress, shoes, jewelry." He knew this process from just the baftas the other day and how it had taken all day of prepping her for it. Watching Willa she too shook his head, "You realize she's kind of evil right." Chuckling softly as Noah made an angry noise and crawled to the toys she was moving.

Alex: "Just don't be going too late, I don't want you getting hungry while still getting ready," he teased slightly, shifting to bring his arm around hed while watching their kids. "I wonder who she's getting that from?" He asked, chuckling as he watched Noah trying to bring his toys back. "Don't steal your brothers toys, Willa," Alex said. "You can ask him if he's gonna share with you."

Sophie: She laughed, "Don't worry I won't take as long to get ready as I do for an event." she promised him since she did want to spend the majority of her birthday with Alex not just getting all dressed up with her stylist. "From you." she grinned looking over at him just to tease him. "No!" Willa said when Alex suggested asking to share as she moved the toys away from him again and he gave an angry squeal his face getting red and obviously aggravated at his toys being moved.

Alex: "How would she get it from me? I don't have a mean bone in my body," Alex said, chuckling. He sighed when Willa said no and Noah started squealing. "C'mon princess. You wouldn't want him to take your toys either. Can you give them back?"

Sophie: "It's definitely something you would have done." she teased, "You'd hide things from Jack, I can see it." Laughing softly, though being the younger sister she had teased her older brothers quite a bit. "No! No! No!" she frowned at Alex almost glaring at him and sophie had to cover her face with a pillow to not start laughing.

Alex: "Pff, that's not the same thing.." Alex murmured. He shifted forward a little and sighed again. "Willa," he said firmly. "Give back the toys, they're not yours. Why don't you get your own toys, mh?"

Sophie: "Kind of is, if she sees it she's going to mimic what you do given you're pretty much her favorite person ever." she pointed out. She was trying not to laugh at the fact she was giving sass back to Alex. "Almost three going on thirteen." she muttered as the little girl stamped her foot.

Alex: "Am not, look at her right now," Alex muttered and huffed out before getting up. "These are not your toys." When he reached Willa, he gently took the toy she was holding from her to place it back in front of Noah. "We don't steal our siblings things," he tried to explain to a very frustrated Willa. "I know that upsets you princess, but we have to be nice okay?"

Sophie: She found it cute Alex trying to teach Willa, she was still learning given she was just two and a half years old or a little older and having to learn to share with two younger siblings. “Can you give Noah a hug and say you’re sorry?” She asked willa who was looking between Alex, Noah, the toy and Sophie. “If you play nice he may share with you.”

Alex: He nodded when Willa looked at her. "Mommy's right, if you say sorry he might share with you," he confirmed and you could see Willa hesitating before she went over to Noah to give him a hug. "Sowwy!" she said, causing Alex to smile. "There you go." They were lucky Noah was easy to geg along with everyone and the hug and getting his toys back seemed to calm him enough to be willing to share with his sister now and Alex smiled as he sat down on the floor to just watch them playing together now.

Sophie: She knew it was still something they were working on. Willa wasn’t yet three and had to deal with two younger siblings. It was a lot for anyone to deal with so she understood but she also knew the two and a half year old was testing her boundaries with her parents too. “I should probably get going if I want to get all dressed up for you for tonight.”

Alex: He was aware it took a lot to learn to deal with siblings when you were still so young yourself, so he was just happy Willa tried and they ended up playing together. When Sophie spoke he looked up and chuckled. "Get dressed up for yourself too, babe. Not just for me," he said but nodded. "Yeah, I'll be with them," he nodded towards Willa and Noah, "till the boys come and get them."

Sophie: She smiled, “I always get dressed up for me babe, have you seen my dresses.” She laughed, “I like dressing up with you.” Grinning at the man. “Okay do you want me to meet you back here or are you going to pick me up at the stylist place?” Questioning as she stood not bothering to do more than slide on some shoes in her sweats.

Alex: "I believe you get dressed to tease," he murmured, remembering some of the outfits she had worn. "I can pick you up. I'll get dressed once the kids are taken care of and then I can come wherever your stylist is. Send me the address?" Alex caught a toy that came flying and handed it back to Noah who was reaching his little hands out for it.

Sophie: “I don’t know what you’re talking about I think you’re losing it.” She grinned at the man shaking her head since the many short dresses upstairs knew exactly what she was talking about. “I will.” She said as she came by and pecked his lips, “see you soon babe.” Humming softly as she leaned down to kiss the babies and was off to her stylist.

Alex: Alex playfully rolled his eyes because he knew she was aware what he was talking about. He smiled when she came over and gave her a peck back before watching her head on out. A little while later the boys showed up to take the kids and Alex made sure they had all they needed for the evening and night. He knew they were lucky to have friends that didn't mind taking the kids, that were just so good with them too. "Kids are all set. Text me the address so I can pick you up soon?" Alex texted Sophie as he too got ready and dressed up like he promised he would. Knowing this wasn't a ripped skinny jeans and hoodie kind of date.

Sophie: It didn’t take long before she was at her stylist looking at dresses. She found a few form fitting long gowns like she has worn to the baftas but that wasn’t what she was going for. After some time she found a pretty soft blue dress that was more like a flowy princessy like dress when she spun around it billowed out but showed her leg from the one slit. It was stunning and she felt pretty so she let her friend fix her hair and makeup before she of the text. She sent a pin location back to Alex with the address and slipped on some heels before her friend started to do the last touches.

Alex: When Sophie sent him the location Alex realized it really wasn't far away, so once he was all dressed up in what looked more like a suit than anything he normally wore outside, he tried to fix his hair that was starting to just be a long mess now and headed out. He didn't want to be driving around Paris, so he got a car that took him to pick Sophie up and then drive them out to the restaurant he had picked out. When he got to the stylists place Alex rang bell, announcing his arrival and he felt a little giddy to see what Sophie was dressing up in.

Sophie: It didn’t take long before she heard the doorbell ring and she finished one last little touch. She thanked her stylist friend and moved towards the door where Alex was waiting for her. She brushed her hands over the flowy dress and opened the door brushing her red soft curls over her shoulder and smiling seeing him all dressed up. “Hi baby.” She murmured. “You look so handsome.” She quipped since she didn’t always get to see him all dressed up unless it was an event like they had gone the week before in London.

Alex: He wasn't sure if Sophie was all ready to go yet but she did open the door for him and Alex found himself taking her in for a moment. Part of him had wondered whether she'd put on a dress short enough to make him struggle to keep his hands of her all night, but the one she had picked was a long flowy one that made her look like a princess. "You look so beautiful," he murmured before taking his eyes off her finally to lean in and give her a quick kiss. "Are you ready to go or do you need a little longer?"

Sophie: She watched as he looked her over. She was sure he was probably surprised that she hasn’t gone with something sexy like she normally would. Not that this didn’t make her feel sexy the slit up the leg definitely did but it still gave away something of a gown like feel. A blush tinted her cheeks when he said she was so beautiful as she felt his lips peck hers. “I’m all ready, can’t wait to see what you planned for today.”

Alex: "Then let's go," he said with a smile and held out his hand for Sophie to take. "Don't get your hopes up too high," Alex laughed softly though he was pretty confident in the place he had picked that would have them enjoy a fancy dinner with an actual view of the Eiffel Tour. They thanked the stylist and Alex led Sophie outside, helping her into the car and then slipping into the back with her.

Sophie: “Shush you say that as if anything you plan I wouldn’t love. I’m going to love if it’s a simple picnic on the grass in the middle of nowhere.” She said though it was winter they wouldn’t be on grass but it was a point she was making. He helped her into the car and she tucked herself into it without crushing her dress and looked as Alex got in. “Thanks for planning something for my birthday and getting the boys in to help with the babies.”

Alex: "You would be so overdressed for a picnic," he laughed softly. "Hell, I'd be well overdressed for that too." They got in the car and buckled up so their driver could head off to take them to the restaurant Alex had given him the address for earlier. He smiled when Sophie thanked him and shook his head lightly. "You haven't even seen where we're going. And we can't just spend your birthday in Paris and not do something, right?" Reaching for her hand he gave it a squeeze. "Plus, I'm lucky you're here with me," he murmured and he didn't just mean here in the car, but the general fact she was willing to deal with the stress of following him along on tour with three babies.

Sophie: “Hey sometimes we want a fairytale picnic with a fancy dress.” She teased. She heard him give the place they were going and she looking over at him as he took her hand giving it a tiny squeeze. “Well you’re on tour I wasn’t gonna try and make my birthday as big of a dream this year. She smiled, “no where I rather be. Even if it was a bit easier when we had just Willa and I was pregnant on the tour bus I’m sorry I ever complained knowing what I know now.” She laughed remembering this early days of touring with a baby and pregnant and how grumpy they had gotten.

Alex: Truth was, as exhausting as it was to be touring with three little ones, everyone was adjusting well and the boys were all willing to help, whether it was the band or the crew. And Alex didn't want it any other way. "Oh when Noah was just born, I think that was the hardest, don't you think? We barely slept."

Sophie: The next time I’m the tour bus has been two a baby and a newborn. “Oh yeah I think I mentally blacked out on how bad that was. Noah wasn’t sleeping but Willa was until Noah slept and then Willa wasn’t. I was exhausted from nursing and staying up so you could sleep.” She shook her head. “Then you took me to get high and have sex.” She teased grinning at him hoping the driver wasn’t really paying attention to what they were saying.

Alex: Alex laughed at the memory of that. "Oh that was such a good night. We both really needed that, huh?" A grin was spread on his lips. "Maybe when we're back home we can relive that night," he murmured, leaning into her a bit so he could speak softly enough for only her to hear. The drive wasn't long and when the car stopped, Alex paid the driver before helping Sophie out. The Eiffel Tour was close by and he knew the table he had made reservations for would offer a sight of it too.

Sophie: “We did need it horribly. We were biting each others heads off. I really thought you were gonna make me leave tour.” She remembered when he had packed up some things and told her to get in the car and she all but snapped she wasn’t leaving without her babies. As if he would ever do that. But exhaustion did crazy things to people. “Mm I think we can make that happen.” Nodding as the car stopped and he helped her out. “I’m starving I hope you know.” She chuckled as she took his hand and then placed the other one on top letting them diamond sparkle in the light.

Alex: He gave her a look, much like he had that night. "I would never do that, babe." They got out and he laced their fingers together before feeling her other hand over his too and he smiled as he caught the ring on her finger. "And here I thought you'd acknowledge the view but I shouldn't be surprised you're thinking about food," he chuckled.

Sophie: “I know you wouldn’t but I was exhausted my mind wasn’t thinking properly.” She pointed out. “The view is beautiful but Paris is always beautiful babe I knew wherever you took me was gonna be stunning. So of course I’m gonna mention the food.” She teased as they walked into the restaurant and she glanced around.

Alex: It took a moment until they were seated and Alex smiled as he pulled the chair out for Sophie before sitting down himself. "We could get several courses," he suggested with a smile.

Sophie: Alex pulled out the chair for her and a soft blush pulled to her cheeks before he sat down. “I’m just happy to be here with you.” She murmured as she looked out at the view the Eiffel Tower sparkling with its lights. “Oh it’s so beautiful.” She said to the private area they were in with the view of the sparkling building to surround them. “You went all out for me.” She smiled “hopefully some drinks come with those courses.”

Alex: A chuckle left Alex's lips. "It's your birthday after all," he told her with a shrug. "Of course. Can't do multiple courses with no drinks. What do you want to start with?" he asked when he saw a waitress coming their way.

Sophie: “Yes but it’s not like I expect you to do anything big. A dinner at home could have been easily as appropriate.” Though she knew they both liked to spoil the other on their birthdays. “I think I’ll start with hmm I don’t know whatever you’re having.” She said taking his hand across the table.

Alex: "Yeah right because dinner at the hotel would have been so much fun," Alex chuckled. He ordered them a wine to go with an entrée platter and gave Sophie's hand a squeeze as they got the menus placed in front of them.

Sophie: She laughed, “you really don’t get I’m happy so long as I’m spending it with you.” She said shaking her head. Sophie really just loved having time with Alex. They were so busy between three kids, touring. Time to each other was always cherished. The dinner went on through several delicious courses and drinks before landing on dessert. She was full but happy as they finished and ushered out into the street looking up at the sparkling lights right near them. “We are going to go see the tower right?” She asked.

Alex: They had so much food, Alex wasn't sure how much he would be able to get up and walk, but then when they did go out, he knew he'd be fine as long as they could spend more time together. "Yeah, of course we can," he said with a smile, lacing their fingers together once he took her hand. The cool air made him feel the alcohol he had during dinner, but he wasn't drunk, just a little tipsy and happy to be crossing the street with his fiancé, heading for the Eiffel Tower.

Sophie: They crossed the street and headed onto the land where the tower was and she was definitely feeling the alcohol. Her heels crunched against the ground as they crossed the road and she grinned as she giggled and looked at Alex before playfully starting to run away from him. “Think you can catch me?” She teased obviously he could but she ran the dress billowing out from her as she spun around and continued to run towards the twinkling lights.

Alex: They were quick to cross the street to not get in front of any car and Alex was just happy to be spending this time with Sophie when he felt her hand slip from his and he raised his brows as she started to quicken her steps. “Sophie,” he said with a small laugh, then shook his head a little bit as he watched her start to playfully run from him. “Babe!” He called, but then he was off to chase her, laughing as he caught up easily and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in and spinning around with her, then picked her up to spin with her again. As he let her back down to the ground, he smiled brightly and wildly at her, slowly loosening his grip.

Sophie: She knew it was just them being silly and child like. Running until his arms were around her a squeal leaving her lips. She laughed as he spun her around her dress still billowing up as she felt him out her down and she turned around and cupped his face kissing him hard with a “mwah” noise when she pulled back before grinning and taking off running again.

Alex: Of course, the moment his grip loosened on her, Sophie was off again (not without pressing a smacking kiss on his lips though) and he laughed. He knew they were being silly, but sometimes they needed moments like this. And it was Sophie’s birthday after all so he followed her, chasing after her as they passed the few people that were still around despite it being relatively late at night. Sophie’s dress was flowing and she looked absolutely stunning. He caught her hand before catching her and used the grip he got on her to spin her around and into him as if they were dancing.

Sophie: She took off running a laugh leaving her lips as she moved closer towards the Eiffel Tower. People saw them and she knew people would eventually notice who they were but for now she was just a girl running in a pretty gown with her fiance before he caught her hand and pulled her into him with a spin, falling into his chest. "Why do you keep trying to capture me kind sir." she grinned being all fancy, her body leaning into his as a soft wind blew the dress around her legs.

Alex: His free arm wrapped around her waist as she fell into his chest and Alex laughed at her choice of words. “I simply can not endure the idea of being too far away from you,” he said with his best British accent, one that came back easier to him now that he had been spending a while in the UK again. “Can I have this dance, m’lady?” he asked, his eyes locked with hers and his eyebrows raised questioningly.

Sophie: "You flatter me kind sir, but I do believe your forget yourself on what you presume." Giving into typical upscale British talking as if she was a proper young lady from the 1800's. "Though I will grant you your request but only one dance, would be improper to dance with a suitor more than once, would be far to scandalous and I am just not that kind of lady." she grinned stepping more into him.

Alex: Alex considered to reply with a playful argument, but she had agreed to dance with him after all. So instead, he simply started to dance with her, a few slow sways and steps before he spun her around and brought her back in. It was funny, a playful moment between two people who were very obviously in love and Alex didn’t really care if anyone saw them, or recognized them. He was simply enjoying this moment, slow dancing by the foot of the Eiffel tower.

Sophie: There was a few small sways as they danced before he spun her around and pulled her back into his chest. A soft giggle leaving her lips as she tucked her head against him and they continued to dance by the foot of the Eiffel Tower. "You know for someone who says he can't do romance you do romance pretty damn well." she quipped knowing he never liked to really call himself out on it. "I love you, babe. So much." she murmured as she tilted her head and kissed his lips while they danced.

Alex: He laughed lightly, though he wouldn't really agree with her on that. "I'm Mr. Modern Love after all, remember?" he joked, as his way of dealing with a compliment like that. "Just maybe a little less grumpy as he was portrayed.” A smile spread on Alex’s lips and he leaned in the small bit as their lips met in a soft kiss. “I love you too, baby,” he murmured as their kiss broke. “So fucking much that I’m currently dancing with you on the streets of Paris.. and I’m terrible at slow dancing,” his words were soft, just for her as they murmured while slowly swaying together, heads close together, “I’m trying so hard not to step on your feet.”

Sophie: "I think that is going to your head a little bit." she laughed, "When I was going to say you're more... Elton John Jr." Giggling softly at him though she loved that he had embraced it, thrown himself fully into it, and just had fun with it. "But you are romantic taking me out dancing under the Eiffel Tower? I love it." she murmured. "You're not terrible at dancing shhh, everyone can dance slow." she nodded because he was there dancing with her. They continued to sway, "You're doing great babe, stop overthinking."

Alex: "In my defense, I did not plan to be dancing with you right here,” he chuckled softly before stealing another soft kiss from her lips. “I’m not overthinking, just concentrating on not hurting you.” He smiled at that, spinning with her and then settling on slowly swaying again. He caught a glimpse of people watching and bit his lip, eyes fully locking on Sophie’s again. “People are watching us.. I don’t know if they recognized us or just watching us dancing, but maybe we should actually go up on the tower now?”

Sophie: "Well you could have kept that a secet and i never would have known." Sophie teased as his lips brushed hers. "You're not going to hurt me babe." Meaning it he was dancing just fine and no where near her feet as far as stepping on them. "Given I see one no.. two people taking pictures or videos my guess is they recognized us." she murmured. "But yeah lets go up." she nodded

Alex: He watched her glancing around briefly, barely noticeably to anyone but him and he was sure she could see people recognizing them. When she agreed to go up, his hand moved to hers again to take it gently. “Come,” he said softly as he stopped dancing and started leading her for the entrance to the tower. They were quick to get tickets to go up and Alex was swiftly heading up the few flights of stairs that would lead them to the lift to go all up to the highest floor visitors were allowed on.

Sophie: They headed up and bought tickets before she followed behind him and they were moving up the few flights of stairs till they came to an area that the lift was at. She waited while people came off the lift and thankfully being that it was later it wasn't super busy as they stepped into the lift and she watched the doors close behind them as she leaned into Alex holding onto him as it started to rise up taking them straight up to the highest level they were allowed before stepping out, the chill of the air noticeably a little colder that high up but the view would continue to have her in awe every time she saw it. "It's so beautiful isn't it?"

Alex: Thankfully, they were just catching one of the last times to go up and it wasn't busy or crowded with people. They waited for the lift and once they could get into that, Alex wrapped his arms around Sophie as he felt her leaning into him, giving a soft smile as he glanced at her. “People are stupid for not coming up here all the time,” Alex muttered as they reached the highest platform and stepped into the cool night air. He moved towards the edge, leaning against the rail slightly to look out and smiled at the view. “It’s breathtaking.” Turning his head he looked at Sophie, biting his lower lip and tugging it in a bit as he smiled, momentarily struck again by how lucky he was to be spending these moments with her, to have her by his side.

Sophie: When they stepped out of the lift she felt Alexs arms around her. Keeping her close. “They are I know people think it’s just a tourist spot but it’s so beautiful how could you not want to see this view.” She said in awe of view of looking on the city and being there with Alex. She smiled as she leaned into him and curled into his warm embrace. “Tonight is perfect.”

Alex: As they stood up there, the cold windy night air around them, Alex made sure to pull Sophie in a little more to keep her warm. "You okay?" he asked softly after a while, "or do you need my jacket?"

Sophie: She felt him pull her in and she snuggled into his warmth. “You’ll be cold if you take your jacket off I’m good just being snuggled up agaisnt you.” She murmured softly as she laid her head into his chest and just watched the city below them.

Alex: "I'd be fine," Alex said softly and pressed a kiss to her head, arms wrapping a little tighter around her and his hand gently rubbing up and down her arm, a mindless attempt to keep her warm. He wasn't sure how long they stood there, but eventually he knew they'd have to get back down and probably head back to the hotel so they could warm up again.

Sophie: His arms wrapped up around her and she licked her lips snuggling into him. His hand moved up and down of her arms to warm her and they stayed there a bit longer before she shivered. “Think we should head back find some different ways to warm up.” She chuckled softly.

Alex: A smirk spread on Alex's lips at her suggestion and he chuckled softly as he turned his head to face her, raising a brow. "Other ways?" he asked innocently, but agreed to start their way back down. The returned to the lifts and once they were down by the flights of stairs, they took those to get back to ground level. It took a few moments until there was a car to take then back and Alex was just glad when they both slid into the warmth of the backseat. He hadn't realized how cold it had really gotten.

Sophie: “Mhm. We can cuddle up next to the fire place. Watch a movie.” She murmured softly. When they got into the car after finally coming down the lift and walking away from the tower. As they got in she slid over and curled up next to him and she rested her head on his shoulder. “Today was a fairytale.” She murmured closing her eyes as she rested while the car drove them back to the hotel.

Alex: "Mmh, yeah that could warm us up," he murmured as they headed back down. Once in the car, Sophie leaned into him and Alex smiled. "Yeah? I'm glad you had a good time."

Sophie: “I had better than a good time…” she murmured. “I had the most magical time and it was perfect.” She murmured leaning into him and resting her head against his shoulder. “So do we get the night at the hotel to ourselves too or the boys only watching the kids while we’re out?”

Alex: "Well, they did not ask me to pick the kids up once we're back and since moving them while they're sleeping tends to wake them up, they're just gonna stay with the boys," Alex told her with a small grin spreading on his lips. "So it's just you and me.."

Sophie: “Oh so just us for the rest of the night. Fully peace and quiet.” She loved their babies but having peaceful bliss just Alex and her was cherished time with three kids. The cab pulled up to the hotel and she slipped out after Alex. “Lead the way kind sir.” She grinned. “Wouldn’t want me to get lost..”

Alex: "Yeah, just us." Once the car stopped, they thanked the driver and slipped out. Alex laughed softly and held his arm out for her to link hers with. "Follow me, m'lady." He lead her into the hotel lobby and to where the lifts were, calling one and waiting for it to arrive. Since it was late at night, not a lot of people were around in the hotel, so they had the lift to themselves. Alex grinned cheekily as he glanced around to notice just that and once the doors were closed, he unlinked her arms and gently moved her to the side of the elevator, capturing her between the wall and him. "I think I know something we could do for the night.. Unless you rather wanna just sleep?"

Sophie: A giggle left her lips when he called her m’lady enjoying keeping the whole thing alive. Thankfully not a lot of people were around now that it was a bit later. stepping inside the door closed and she was suprised when suddenly she was backed up against the wall. She raised a brow and bit down on her lower lip as the elevator slowly rose to their floor. “Oh yeah and what was that idea of yours?”

Alex: Of course Alex wouldn't have stepped into her like that if there had been anyone in the elevator with them, but thankfully it was just them. "Oh, you know..." he his hand moved to her side, tugging at the fabric of her dress gently as he leaned in a bit, "it involves a lot less of this," he tugged on the dress lightly again, "and some of this," he murmured before leaning in to capture her lips in a kiss.

Sophie: She knew he would never be this overt with her had others been in the elevator. They might pack on pda out in public sometimes but in close proximity in a lift no but she was glad they were alone. His lips met hers in a kiss and she mumbled against them. “Mmm I’m still not getting the picture gonna need more to understand.”

Alex: It was a slow ride up the elevator, it wasn’t going very fast after all, but Alex was glad for this time they got like this. Not that they’d get bored on the lift anyway. He let his hand wander from her side a bit, around to the small of her back and then down to her butt. “Mmh, can’t think of anything that involves less to no more clothes?” he murmured into their kiss. “I’d say we can kiss some more.. touch.. I think I know how to make you feel good..” he trailed off and pulled away from her when the elevator stopped and he reached for her hand to pull her into the hall and towards their hotel room.

Sophie: “Hmm I couldn’t dare think of anything like that. I’m a lady, Alexander.” She quipped playfully as if she was a proper lady. “Talk of such things before marriage what kind of girl do you think I am” she teased him but she bit down when he said he knew how to make her feel good. He tugged her out of the elevator and towards their room before slipping inside and closing the door to their large suite

Alex: "I believe we're way past that," Alex laughed softly as she mentioned such things before marriage. They skipped down the hall to their room and into it. Alex made sure the door was locked before turning his attention back to Sophie. "I think you're the kind of girl that isn't afraid to take and make known what she wants," he murmured as he stepped behind her. "The kind of girl that has three kids with some guy in a band who she somehow made to fall in love with her so hard so fast, that he was willing to dance at the foot of the Eiffel Tower with her," he chuckled softly as his arms wrapped around her waist so he could pull her back into him.

Sophie: She laughed when he said they were way past that. Given the face they had three children he was right they were but it was still funny to pretend. He stepped behind her and she hummed. “Oh I somehow made you fall in love with me?” She asked, “I believe all I did was tell you that you didn’t have to be the “nice guy” in the water three years ago.” She murmured talking back to their first time having sex together. His arms tightened around her. “But I did know what I wanted then and that hasn’t changed.”

Alex: "But you know how things went from there.. All your fault," Alex teased as he tugged her body back against his, humming softly. Really, these past three years had probably been the very best of his life. A grin started to spread on his lips as she said she did know what she wanted and still does. "Tell me what you want," he said softly, in between soft kisses trailed along the side of her neck.

Sophie: “Was not all my fault. You were all grabby and grinding against me in the water so I /knew/ what you wanted just as much.” She pointed out. She sighed feeling his arms pull her flush back against his chest his lips pressing kisses down her neck. “What I want or what I want now?” She murmured. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you and know I’m yours forever.” She murmured

Alex: "Grabby and grinding?" he laughed. "I was no such thing," he added with a grin. He felt Sophie lean back into him and he smiled as he started peppering kisses down her neck where he could reach. His breath still hitched a little at her words, probably that part in him that was terrified to settle, but years of growing up and therapy had made that a lot easier to calm down and he didn't dare pull back from Sophie now, because he wanted that too. "Mmh, that's pretty much what I asked you to marry me for," Alex said with a smile and a few more peppered kisses.

Sophie: “Mm I seem to remember very grabby and very grindy. Especially agaisnt a Rock before I basically told you to fuck me.” She breathed out. His lips continued to travel agaisnt her warm skin. “I know but sometimes it still feels like it’s a dream that you asked me to marry you.” She breathed. “That we get to spend the rest of our lives together which is what I want with you.” She murmured. “That and an amazing adventurous sex life.” She murmured a grin tugging to her lips. “Maybe more babies someday.” This time a wider grin on her lips because this was just a joke right now to get Alexs reaction.

Alex: "And yet here I am wanted to hear you say just that but somehow you don't," Alex smirked and playfully bit her skin here and there, lightly enough to not leave a mark. Though he was chuckling at the mention of an adventurous sex life, he grunted at the mention of more babies. "I think the ones we have right now are enough," he murmured, scrunching up his nose a bit. "For now, let's just enjoy the act of making a baby without actually doing that, yes?" he chuckled softly.

Sophie: She groaned softly when his teeth gently bit at her skin. Not enough to be marking her but enough to feel the pressure of his teeth against her skin. When he made a noise she giggled softly. “Mmm you said for now I think that means Alex deep down wants more beautiful adorable cute babies.” She murmured. “I mean your new song says as much.” Of course it was teasing she was in no way ready for more kids. “Enjoy the practice mhm yeah we should do that practice makes perfect. And we have this whole large hotel room to practice in.”

Alex: "How's the song telling you that?" Alex laughed softly against her neck before trailing kisses up to just below her ear. "I'd like to say we're pretty good already, but some more practice can't hurt." He let his hands bunch up the dress a little before stepping back to guide her to turn around in his arms.

Sophie: “I think you know how the song tells that but you can be in denial all you want.” She hummed grinning all the while. “Oh we’re damn good at it but more practice will never hurt and it usually makes out pretty good for you and me.” Pointing out the obvious. Guiding to turn around she leaned into him. “I think we should take advantage of this whole large room not just the bedroom.” She purred

Alex: "I have no idea what you're talking about," he chuckled softly. Once she was facing him, his arms wrapped around her once more and he tugged her into him a little closer. "The whole large room?" He questioned with a grin and glanced around as if to try and think of all their options. "Mmh, I think that's a damn great idea."

Sophie: “Deny all you want baby.” She murmured. “I’ll play it for you later.” Giggling softly. “I mean we have a hotel suite why worry about the bed when we have so many other choices and ways you can enjoy me.” She murmured licking her lips. She watched him glance around, “I mean there’s the walls, the floor to ceiling windows you could take me against and no one would see.” She murmured, “the tables, the counters, the couches, the bathroom. So many options for tonight that a bed doesn’t seem to best place to start.”

Alex: A grin curled onto his lips as she started listing their options. "Oh, but where to start?" he questioned, sucking in his lower lip before biting down on it gently. His eyes fell on Sophie again and he smirked. "I guess we could just start by getting this dress off of you... No need to settle for a place just yet." He leaned in to capture her lips in a kiss and his hands fell to her hips, pulling her in and tugging on the fabric of the dress lightly. He let one hand wander up her back until he found the zipper that held it close and up in the back and started to drag that down.

Sophie: “So many options and only one night.” She quipped which meant they had to make important decisions. “Fair.” She nodded as she was pulled in and kissed him back her lips melding her lips to his. She could feel him tug down the zipper and she shifted helping so the dress could easily start to slip down her slim figure. Which was when she shook her hips a little letting it drop to expose the incredibly scant see through lingerie she was wearing underneath. The tiny lace bra that showed visibly her breasts. Her nipples poking through and the garter belt at her hips that held up the panties that were split down the middle leaving access to her core open to him.

Alex: Since it was a dress she was wearing, it was easy to let it slip down without having to break the kiss. Alex deepened the kiss a little as Sophie shimmied her way out of the fabric but when his hand returned to her hips, his fingertips brushed the lacey bit of the garter belt and he broke the kiss to step back a bit and look at her. His eyes wandered down her chest, taking in the way she could've not worn a bra at all with the way it was giving sight at her breasts. Then his gaze wandered down over the belt he had touched, then the panties that were attached to it and he groaned. "How were you wearing that all night.." he breathed out, letting his fingers brush along the edges.

Sophie: It didn’t take long for alexs attention to leave the kiss when he felt the fabric she was wearing. Watching him as his eyes followed down her body. She hadnt needed to wear a bra but this was was overtly almost naughty and she enjoyed seeing him so shocked by it. “How? Pretty easy, quite comfortable these panties. I mean aside from the face they don’t cover an inch of me down there besides here.” Her hand running over low on her belly but it was true the underwear covered nothing else. “Don’t even have to remove them to fuck me.” She husked agaisnt his ear.

Alex: He was surprised when he felt the fabric, he hadn't been aware Sophie even dressed up below the dress. But she most certainly did and he took a moment to take her in, swallowing at her husked words against his ear. "I swear one day you're just gonna freeze to death," he muttered, but she had his undivided attention and the way her hands ran low over her belly, he couldn't help but stare a little bit. "So is that what you want me to do?" he asked, shaking the shock off a bit. "To fuck you?" he licked his lips. "Where would you like to be taken.. First?" since he wasn't going to just settle for one place, not with all these options.

Sophie: “I am not going to freeze to death.” She said, though maybe in some of those smaller dresses she often wore it was surprising she hadn’t but this dress she was absolutely fine in. “I filmed in some of the coldest countries for game of thrones trust I am fine.” She giggled while he stared at her and he definitely stared. Not that she minded it was the point of the lingerie. “Mmm I mean is it a birthday if that doesn’t happen?” She asked “I mean we did the same for your birthday only it was more letting you fuck me this is me saying to fuck me.” Grinning over the semantics of it. “Mmm you’ve already spoiled me I think you should at least get to choose the first view of me.”

Alex: "You say that now, but I don’t want you to risk anything,” he murmured with a soft chuckle. Though right now he wasn’t going to complain. The dress had given little to no chance of anyone sneaking a peek beneath, so he wasn’t all too worried right now. “That’s pretty much the same damn thing, baby,” Alex chuckled softly and then shook his head. “Oh no. This day is all about you,” he murmured, letting his fingers brush over the soft, lacy material of her lingerie set before leaning in for another kiss.

Sophie: “I think you’re just worried about anyone seeing me not that I’m gonna actually freeze.” She giggled, “But hey i had on a bra and underwear this time so you can’t complain you said you’re wanted me to wear it and then not have it visible I followed through.” She grinned. His mouth met hers and she hummed agaisnt it. “Bend me over the back of the couch.” She said before biting down slightly hard on his lip wanting him to react more harshly.

Alex: “That’s so not what I meant and you know that,” he said and shook his head slightly. “Plus, this,” he let his hand dip to where the edge of the ‘panties’ rested on her skin. “this can barely be called underwear.” A grin started to curl onto his lips before he felt her teeth scraping against his lips and he groaned softly, pulling back a little bit in surprise. He caught her eyes to lock with them momentarily before he tugged off the suit jacket he was wearing and started to unbutton the shirt he had put on to look more decent while they had gone out.

Sophie: “I mean I followed what you wanted I wore underwear you said not for others to see in that one dress, I wore none and you were worried if people seeing. I’m wearing it and no one can see.” She pointed out as his hand grazed the edge of the panties that showed her very bare between her legs. “Still panties.” She murmured. Her hands came up when he started roughly undressing himself her fingers helping to pull open the buttons but she definitely heard one or two pop off and bounce on the floor. “Don’t you just want to take me over the couch and see just how great this lingerie I wore works out.” She murmured pulling him in and tugging on his lower lip again.

Alex: "They're hardly considered panties," Alex grumbled, though again, right now he was more taken aback by how she looked and trying to just take her in fully. He didn’t really bother to carefully undo the buttons on his shirt, even when Sophie helped, so what if a few popped off? He was just gonna be happy to get right of it nigh. He groaned again when Sophie tugged on his lower lip, reaching out to grip into her hips. “Soph,” he murmured as a warning, though he didn’t really want her to stop, teasing him, talking to him, telling him exactly what she wanted him to be doing.

Sophie: He grumbled and she laughed, “still are babe so you’re gonna have to make up your mind.” She quipped. His groan was more of a warning though she wasn’t sure what kind of warning. What he was going to do if she didn’t stop. So she decided to push the limits nipping hard at his lip again as she unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down with his underwear feeling his hardening length already springing free as she nipped at him again knowing it was a little rough but she was hoping for him to have more of snap reactions.

Alex: He sucked in a breath when Sophie bit on his lip again, nipping harder than before. Her fingers were at his pants and she so expertly removed them, pushing them down followed by his underwear so his hardened length could spring free. “You’re gonna bruise my lip,” he warned, catching her hands around her wrists and bringing her hands back so he could bring them together against her own back. He started to back her up, smirking slightly as he headed for the couch, much like she had suggested or rather asked for.

Sophie: “Then people will know you belong to someone.” She breathed out, not that people didn’t know. She felt him grab her hands and pull them back and push them together behind her. His feet guiding them now that he was naked and she was down to the lingerie that honestly hid nothing. Her legs hit the back of the couch and she tried to sit forward to nip at him again but he kept her far enough away as she whined wanting him to be more dominate and punishing for “misbehaving.”

Alex: “Pretty sure people already know that,” he murmured. Though holding onto her wrists, he didn’t let her close enough now to actually nip at his lips again He heard her whine and shook his head. “What are you whining about?” he asked, almost innocently. When Sophie’s legs hit the couch, Alex stepped into her more, body pressed momentarily into hers. He then loosened the grip on her wrists just briefly to have her turn around, so she could actually bend over the edge of the couch.

Sophie: “Well now they’ll visibly know it.” She retorted since of course people could see her wear a ring but he didn’t. She huffed when he asked what she was whining about. He leaned into her enough to shift her around against the back of the couch and then pushed her forward bending her over it. Instinctively her legs parted giving him a view of just how much the panties didn’t hide anything so he could see the already glistening wetness starting to develop.

Alex: “If my lips are gonna be swollen and singing is gonna be a pain tomorrow, I’m totally blaming you,” he warned, though his head her so she couldn’t continue nibbling at his lips. She easily moved with him when he guided her to turn around so he could bend her over and he groaned to himself at the view, licking his lips slightly at the way she so happily parted her legs already. Alex let go of her wrists so she could hold herself up if she wanted to, but his own hand pressed to the back of her smile, holding her down and over the edge of the couch as he stepped into her closer.

Sophie: “You’ll live.” She said wanting him to be more assertive like he was going to teach her a lesson for that. She liked egging him on. A lot. Right now at least. She knew by the way he was taking his time that he was probably enjoying the view that she was providing. Her hand gripped the back of the couch as his hand forced her down more to end up bending over causing her bum to rise more in the air and show just how ready and needy she was.

Alex: For a brief second Alex considered whether he should’ve just kept a hold of Sophie’s wrists, but then he realized it was much easier now to let his hands wander and eventually move closer behind her, his hands caressing parts of skin that weren’t covered by the sheer, see through lingerie. As she pent forward a little more, Alex licked his lips at the view and hummed. His hand slid to her hips,, pulling her up a little more again so it was easier to step between her legs more, his length pressing against her .

Sophie: She could imagine that he was just living to enjoy the view. Her hands gripped the couch as he his hands caressed the skin, figuring he wanted to inspect every part of her. "You know you could take a picture it lasts longer." she grinned, "If you only keep it on your phone to yourself of course." she quipped as if he'd ever risk anyone seeing that. FEeling his length between her legs she pushed her hips back and ground against him a moan leaving her lips.

Alex: "I don't know if you noticed, but I don't really have my phone on me right now,” Alex chuckled softly. He pulled her back against him a little as he stepped close behind her, his length slipping between her legs to tease at her slightly. “He pushed her hips back when she started grinding her his against him though. “Oh no, no. You can’t try to talk me into making me fuck you and then start doing it yourself.” So instead of letting her grind her hips back into his, he shifted his forward, brushing between her legs a few times before adjusting so he could slip inside of her.

Sophie: Giggling she glanced back over her shoulder. "I mean how do I know what you have or don't have on you?" she questioned shaking her head. Feeling him grip her hips she bit down into her lower lip. He was trying to make it so it was known he was going to do just what she asked but not having her playfully tease him into it. Not that he nneeded teasing given she could feel how hard he was. Feeling him brush between her lips before sliding into her she let out a loud needy noise from her lips.

Alex: "You were right there when all my clothes ended up on the floor,” he reminded her. Alex was sure she could tell he wasn’t having her trying to tease him into something he didn’t want, if she wanted him to take her, he could. He loved the sound of her as he slid into her and then started to pull back and then thrust back into her.

Sophie: "Maybe you still have it in your hand for all I know." she retorted chuckling softly. He didn't wait before he slid into her and then started moving hard back into her, her body bouncing forward slightly and stopped by the couch, another 'oof' leaving her lips before a cursed 'fuck' came out of her lips, fingers gripping hard. "God you're so hard Alex." she breathed feeling just how thick he felt in her.

Alex: "My hands are on you.." He said with a chuckle. His hands held her hips, holding her up a bit as he settled for a quick pace of thrusting his hips and sliding into her, groaning softly at the feeling and at Sophie's words. After a few more thrusts he let his hands wander, his torso leaning forward a little bit so he could easily caress his way up her stomach and to her breasts that were barely covered in the lingerie she was wearing. He caressed at first, then felt his way to where her nipple was poking through and he twirled his fingers around it to tease.

Sophie: Rolling her eyes as she looked back at him. "Just remember that when you say you have no sexy photos of me on your phone, I gave you the chance." she hummed smirking at the man. His hips continued to move, causing a slur of words and noises to come from her lips, refusing to attempt to keep her voice down. His hands traveled up her stomach and found their way to her breasts. He found her nipple so easily and started to twist the sensitive nub causing her hips to jerk back at the feeling her head tossing back. "Oh fuck yes." she cried out, it obvious how much she was enjoying this.

Alex: He playfully rolled his eyes as she looked back at him. "Do you want me to stop now just to take photos?" he teased, because they both knew they would hate the loss of contact. His thrusts where quick and hard but a little sloppier once his hands had shifted and moved to tease and taunt at Sophie's nipple. He wanted exactly the kind of reaction he god and smirked as he felt her hips jerking back. He teased and twisted around a little longed before he cupped her breasts and pulled her up to bring her back closer to his chest, so she wasn't as hunched over anymore. When he felt her back finally pressing back into his chest, he let out a happy moan and then buried bis face in the back of her neck and shoulder brushing her skin with his nose before peppering a few kisses.

Sophie: "No." she almost snapped, because if he stopped while being buried inside of her and fucking her, she'd be very, very upset. "When we move to a different part of the room to fuck me I may be nice and let you take a few photos of me." she quipped to tease him. He moved his hips hard into hers before yanking her back up and into him, his head buried into the crook of her neck kissing along her warm skin. "Fuck. Fuck. Alex I'm going to come." she cried out feeling the build up when his hips continued to move endlessly in and out of her.

Alex: He laughed at the snapped 'no' he knew he'd be getting to that question. Not that he wanted to stop right now just for a photo. He was much rather enjoying this moment. "Oh, does that mean I will have to find where my phone dropped to?" he chuckled softly, but then focused on his movements, on pulling her up so he could feel more of ger against him, head buried in her neck and he bit down on the skin lightly as she cursed out. It was easy to hold her up like this and he let his fingers tease at hwd breasts again.

Sophie: "I mean only if you want naked photos of me on your phone to enjoy for yourself." she said, "If not then no you don't have to find your phone." It was something she was opening herself up to, him being able to take photos of her more vulnerable positions, after all they already had a video. He bit down and that was it, she screamed out, thrashing against his body as his fingers teased and taunted her breast relentlessly as she orgasmed hard around his cock her walls tightening around him, her legs squeezing together tight at the feeling.

Alex: "I would never say no to naked photos of you. Just making sure you don't mind brief breaks between positions... And places," he smirked, his face burying in her meck before biting at it playfully. He could almost immediately feel her body tensing, her walls tightening around his length and he settled for much slower, swifter movements to guide her through the orgasm." mmh, baby, feel so good."

Sophie: "Just make sure they are locked away that no one can see." she murmured, not that she needed to tell him that. He'd probably be far more safe with those photos than she would. "We do have all night so I wouldn't mind." she murmured, "If you want them, don't do it just because I suggest it but because you want them." she said. "Oh fuck Alex, jesus." she breathed her hands gripping his hips to slow him. "Stop, stop, I don't want to come again we have all night." she panted, realizing just how sensitive she was.

Alex: He slowed his movements to a halt and chuckled softly into her neck. "what, are you already getting tired?" he teased, peppering lazy kisses against her skin before pulling back. He huffed out softly as he slid out of her, not being a fan of losing the connection, but his hands found Sophie agajn so he could gently nudge her to turn afound." I could've given you several orgasms here and then take you to the kitchen for dessert," he murmured as he leaned in. "But if you rather move now, we can happily do that."

Sophie: "No." she shook her head, "I just want to enjoy tonight, we don't often get to just fuck wherever we want in our house or suite, so I want to enjoy it." she retorted. "Mmm but my body can only take so many orgasms, babe. Do you want to take up all the orgasms in this one spot because you'd be having dessert alone in the kitchen by yourself and probablly your own hand." she teased giggling softly as she sighed not loving the loss of contact from him.

Alex: "Maybe we have to test out how many orgasms you can have in one night," he mused, a mischevieous grin spreading on his lips before he pulled her in so their bodies where oressed together and he could easily lean in for a kiss. He let that linger a while, deepening it, before moving his hands down over her bum, squeezing lightly before slipping lower to be able to pick her up.

Sophie: "I think you've only ever made me come three times at most." she murmured, "But normally you need to come by that time so I don't think we can fit more than three in and if I've already had one you better make the other two worth it." she grinned at him before he pulled her in in an almost sensual way and deepened a kiss between them. When he squeezed her bum she giggled against her lips before he picked her up and she wrapped her arms around him Grinning against his mouth she shifted her hips until she found his hard cock and lowered herself down onto him while he held her.

Alex: He grunted slightly at that, this could easily be a challenge now, right? He pulled her in for a kiss and deepened that. Sophie was easily picked up, her arms wrapping around his, to hold herself up he assumed, but the way she shifted against him, she seemed to have other ideas. A moan slipped his lips when she lowered herself onto his cock, burying him deep inside of her again and he shifted his hips without thinking about it too much. Slow thrusts to get used to the way he had to grip her legs now to hold her up while still moving his own hips.

Sophie: She knew Alex was competitive which meant that he might just try and beat that record. The moan he made was music to her ears. He moved his hips up into her as he held her in the middle of the floor moving his hips into her. “Oh god baby.” She breathed against his mouth. “I love the feeling of your cock in me.” She breathed her nails digging hard into his back as she mewled. “Take me against the window. Now.” She gasped.

Alex: It took some shifting and adjusting to move them. Even though Alex had hesitated briefly, he knew his worry was pointless. They were high up in a hotel room, the dim light in the room made it easy to see each other and take each other in but it wasn't going to show more than their outlines through the window, and nobody or no building was actually close enough to give view into their suite anyway. Plus, it was Sophie's birthday and it was more a demand than a question, so he did move them towards the big floor to ceiling windows. It was so much easier to hold her up while pressing her back against the glass for support and he didn't wait long to pick up his thrusts again, knowing his brain would be too fogged up from the pleasure of it to worry too much or overthink.

Sophie: She knew it was more risky then other things but the windows were tinted, they were high up. No one would see anything more than maybe some outlines if they paid attention. Something told her that wouldn’t happen this high up. Her hand pressed agaisnt the glass and it fogged up around her hot body leaving a steamy window as his hips started to thrust again. “Mmm yes yes yes just like that baby.” She panted. “Oh god you feel so good. You make me feel so fucking good.” Her breath a breathy pant

Alex: Sophie had just said earlier that she was enjoying adventurous sex with him, and Alex figured they could put fucking against a full length window in Paris could probably go on that list. He moved his hips quick, a fast pace of thrusts to bring his cock deep inside of her. He could feel his own pleasure starting to build up, but he was far from done for the night and so he focused on Sophie more, peppering kisses against her skin as he trailed down from her jaw to her neck and found a spot he had nibbled on already, knowing he’d probably leaving a part right there. “Fuck, Soph.. I want you to come again, baby. Don’t hold back.”

Sophie: She knew that Alex could only last so long if they didn’t take breaks with him not inside of her. His hips were hard and fast pressing her hard into the window. His mouth was on her skin leaving whatever marks he could and touch as much of her as possible. His words were like music telling her he wanted her to come again. “Yesss.” She whined out tightly. “You want me to come on your cock.” She panted her hips roughly sliding with his as she let him thrust harder her hand slipping down and rubbing her clit while he fucked her and she felt it the next orgasm peaking as she screamed rubbing herself harder as her limbs thrashed agaisnt him.

Alex: Hands were fumbling, lips were dancing over her skin as he thrusted his hips hard and fast into her. He felt Sophie shifting to bring her hand between them and a grin curled onto his lips that he was sure she could feel against her skin. He didn’t slow or pause his movements to get her to that high again, wanting to feel her release around his cock once more and when she did, he buried himself deep inside of her and paused. He knew he could only take so much before he couldn’t hold back, and he wanted to drag this out longer, so he paused his movements, feeling her walls tight around him as her body thrashed and he let his hands wander down her sides once more, between them to find her hands and lacing their fingers together. He brought their arms up over their heads, pressing them against the cold window and leaned in to kiss her passionately, still buried inside of her, but no more thrusts for added friction, simply enjoying the connection for a moment.

Sophie: She knew that later she'd probably have a mild panic that they were up against a full length window having sex but for now she was so incredibly turned on from it. It only amplified and eased her release coming hard around his cock again for the second time that night. When he thrust up into her and stopped moving she knew it was to prolong his ability to last as his hands traveled her body with ease before pinning her hands over her head so that the slim outline of her figure looked almost overtly sexy against the window, her warm heat against the cold window causing steam to form around the shape of her body. Their lips crushed together and she moaned into his mouth her head falling back a soft thudding ding noise against the glass as she let him press her more into it, her leg hitching higher onto his hip leading him more closely to lay his hips against her.

Alex: His body leaned more into her as her leg hitched up around his hip, almost as if she was pulling him in. He could still feel how tight she was around him, the mild tensions from her reaching another orgasm but for his own ability to drag this whole night out, he paused, standing buried inside of her and rather focusing on kissing her. Eventually, he had to pull away for air and a soft chuckled left his lips. "You really had me fucking you against the window," he murmured before starting to step back, his hard length slipping from her but he held her up on his body so he was sure she could still feel hik against her as he moved through the suite towards the open kitchen so he could sit her down on the counter.

Sophie: "Yeah, I did." she let out a breathy laugh, "Let's panic about that later okay?" she said because right now she was still lost in the blissful state they were currently in. "And you don't see to have minded, you pinned me up against this window faster than any wall." she grinned taking a deep breath. A groan left her lips when he slipped from her and he held onto her body, keeping her held up before moving towards the kitchen feeling him move her back to the counter, her legs hitting the back of it before her bottom was set onto the counter, her arms draped over his shoulders.

Alex: He laughed softly between heavy breaths, because she was easily taking his breath away. He didn't want to worry or overthink about the fact they had been pressed up against a window while getting lost in each other, so Alex decided to nod and started to step back, bringing them away from the window and over to the kitchen counter where it was easy to sit Sophie down and not have to hold her up anymore. His hands slid up her legs and sides, then around her back to pull her in closer as he stood between her legs. He leaned in for a passionate, almost hungry kiss.

Sophie: She knew that later they would really be in disbelief that they had done that but she knew, passionate moments. Once she was sitting on the counter she leaned backa little bit feeling his hands slide up her legs before scooting her down and standing between her legs. His mouth caught hers in a heavy kiss, as if he was craving her, her mouth groaning into his as her hands came up grasping his face and kissed him back hard, tongue tangling with his in dominance. It was a little bit before she pulled back for air, fully dizzy as she held his face still. "You're really never going to get tired of me are you?" she murmured eyes showing that in a way she was so enamored with him and the fact that nearly three years later she could see how he looked at her like it was still that honeymoon stage.

Alex: His hands just held her for a moment, focusing on their heavy kiss, fully consumed by each other but when Sophie eventually pulled back, almost gasping for air, he let his hands wander brushing over the lacy fabric of her lingerie as his eyes lay in hers and he shook his head. "Why would I ever get tired of you? I could never," he murmured and he fully meant that. His hands wandered around to her front, following the edge of the material before bringing his hand up over the see through part that barely covered her breast and he made it a point to brush his thumb over her nipple, circling and rubbing a few times to tease.

Sophie: "I know." she said, "And I've known that but like... you really are going to want me this much forever and just sometimes it's hard to believe that that kind of love really exists and it's you." she murmured. The way he looked at her was like he was seeing her agains for the first time over and over again. His hands moved up her sides before feeling his thumb find her nipple and starting to brush soft circles against the nub feeling it harden even more to his touch as her head tilted back and she moaned out his name.

Alex: His lips curled into a smile and he leaned in to brush his nose against hers almost innocently, "I love you so fuckung much, Sophie," he murmured and pecked her lips momentarily. His hands were off wandering again, trailing along the lines of her lingerie before moving towards her breast and he started to tease at her nipple. The way her head tipped back and she moaned out was exactly the reaction he had hoped for and Alex grinned as he leaned forward a bit to bring his lips to her neck, trailing kisses up to her jawline, then back towards her ear. He eventually stopped, his hands both finding the clasp of her bra on her back and he undid it so he could start taking the fabric off of her.

Sophie: “I love you so fucking much too.” She breathed our, because she really did. Sophie never felt like she had someone she was so in tune with. Alex wasn’t naive he knew she was sensitive at her breast especially still breast feeding. His lips started kissing up until the back of her ear nuzzling and nipping as his hands stopped teasing her nipples as she hissed wanting to be stimulated more as his hands worked easily and fast to remove her lingerie top from her and pull it off of her leaving her hard nipples easily exposed to him.

Alex: He heard the hiss leaving her lips and smirked. "What is it, baby?" he husked into her ear, almost innocently. Though he was just taking off her lingerie top with ease to leave her upper half fully exposed to him. He trailed kisses down her neck again, this time not stopping near her shoulder but rather trailing down further. His hands gently pushed her back so he could easily kiss and nibble his way down to her breasts. He glanced up at her briefly before he let his tongue dip out to tease at her nipple, knowing full well she was overly sensitive there.

Sophie: She made a gurgled noise when asked what it was, because he knew why she made the noise. To the point she refused to answer him as she huffed again. His lips started trailing down and pushed her back a tiny bit before their eyes met as he glanced up before feeling his tongue flick out caressing over her nipple that earned him a very loud moan and her head falling back as her one hand came up to grasp the back of his head digging into his hair.

Alex: Of course he knew exactly what caused her to let out that frustrated hiss, so he wasn't surprised that the only answer he got was a huffed out noise. He let his lips wander, pressing kisses down over her skin until he could tease at her nipple again and he smirked when he felt Sophie's hand gripping at his hair, that was so long at this point it was easy to grip into the strands of it. He let his tongue flick out a few times before closing his mouth around it to suckle and tease, a grin curling onto his lips as he glanced up and then pulled back, only to repeat the whole thing with her other breast.

Sophie: She continued to lick at the hardened nub feeling the tiniest leak but she didn’t even acknowledge it because his mouth latched around the nipple and suckled at the nipple and she gasped out. “Oh fuck yes.” She breathed her head falling back more. When he moved to the other breast she gripped his hair harder. “Fuck Alex don’t stop suck harder please I need harder.” She begged knowing her tugging on his hair turned him on and hoping that her doing so would get him to be a little more with her breasts.

Alex: They were way past the point of either of them being worried about leakage when he was playing with her breasts, three babies in and Alex was sure he made it a point that he didn't care at all and Sophie had nothing to be worried about. He hummed as his lips closed around the other nipple, feeling her tug harder on his hair and smirking lightly before he suckles and teased, his teeth grazing around the hardened nub to tug a little and the flicking his tongue against her nipple again. His lips once closed around it so when Sophie asked him to suck harder, he did, eyes darting up to take in her face, the expression of pleasure easily showing on her features.

Sophie: She wasn’t phased at this point it happened when overly aroused and Alex had a tendency to go for where she was known to be particularly sensitive. Feeling him lick and tug harder before latching around her breath and sucking harder she gasped out and cried out his name before a slur of words came out her face showing absolute pleasure. “God yes. Oh god yes. Yes. Yes.” She panted

Alex: He could feel droplets of breast milk dripping into his mouth, but he didn't care about that. He'd tasted her before, and he was way more concerned with giving her exactly what she wanted. His hand slid up to find her other breath, equally stimulating both nipples now by letting his fingers tug and tease.

Sophie: “Alex!” She gasped feeling his other hand now tugging and teasing at the other breast before she felt her body shaking and her legs wrapped around his waist and pulled him in and she dug her nails into and her body fell back as he managed to get her to orgasm from the stipulation of her nipples. The noises coming from her lips obvious she was coming.

Alex: He felt her body thrashing almost, her legs wrapping around him to pull him in, with how close she was to the edge of the counter, he could feel her against him. Her nails dug into his skin and he groaned softly, not done sucking yet as he felt her wetness against him, not that the moaning and gasping wasn't enough for him to know he'd gotten her to reach another high, much like he had intended too. He tugged and teased a little longer before pulling back and looking up, smirking almost proudly as Sophie. "God you're so hot when you come undone like that," he murmured.

Sophie: When he finally released his mouth from her, she looked up at him through hooded eyes, seeing the smirk settled on his face. "You are far too proud of yourself." she teased when he said how hot she was, "You're think it's hot because you're the one making me come undone." still teasing him as she laid on the counter breathing heavily. "I need five minutes to calm down. Everything is so sensitive right now." Honestly if he just touched her skin she felt like she was going to be too sensitive as she closed her eyes breathing heavily.

Alex: He laughed softly as she called him out on the smirk on his lips, but he didn't care. So what if he was proud of himself. He loved seeing Sophie come undone at his doing and he doubted she actually minded. "I'd find it hot if it was at your own doing too," he murmured, "but that would also be very hard to watch and not join in on the fun." Alex hummed when Sophie leaned back to rest against the counter and he took in her exposed body. She was still only wearing the lower part of the lingerie and that wasn't covering but of her, but he still decided he could give her this moment and use it to get rid of the remainder of their clothes. So he brought his hands to her hips, dipping beneath the fabric and starting to tug it off until he had her fully naked on the counter in front of him.

Sophie: She didn't mind that he was proud, he was the only one that she'd probably be this comfortable with coming that undone for, being that verbal with because before him hadn't been a thing. "You'd join in on the fun, you couldn't even last if you were watching me." She knew it, and that was perfectly okay, she rather him be hot for her and want her then be just content. Their spark was still very much alive and well. A soft mewl came too her lips feeling him start to tug off the underwear that covered nothing and she whispered a soft, 'gentle' her body still very much overstimulated and even her legs moving causing her pelvis to move was a lot. Her breathing was still uneven lost in a euphoric feeling as he took in her entire naked body exposed to him on the kitchen counter.

Alex: Sophie was right, he probably couldn't just stay back and watch. He would be too tempted to get his hands on her, he simply couldn't keep them to himself. He glanced up at her soft word and he nodded, slowly pulling off the fabric that had still been on her body, not even really covering her. He took a moment to take her in and then bit his lip, a grin starting to form across his face. "Maybe.. This would be the perfect time to take that picture of you.." he murmured softly.

Sophie: she appreciated that he listened and went even slower with her clothes removing the final bits on her even if they covered nothing. When she looked up at him he was grinning and she raised a brow her naked body splayed across the kitchen counter. “This would be that time since you have a great view of anything you want.” She murmured. “Or I can get up and let you take a few pictures of me.” She hummed.

Alex: When Sophie raised a brow, Alex gave a nod but then leaned over her first, stealing a kiss from her lips before he shifted and moved away to look for where his phone had dropped to. He found it and returned, licking his lips. He would've been perfectly happy not bothering to take pictures, but Sophie said she needed a break, and he did /want/ the pictures, so this would be the perfect time.. Right? He didn't think he was necessarily great at taking good photos but some turned out pretty hot, some one the counter and some where he asked Sophie to get up and he looked through them when he'd taken a few. "God damn it, I'm so lucky," he murmured, holding the phone so Sophie could look through the photos with him.

Sophie: It looked like Alex was working with her needing a break and not torturing himself with just standing next to her naked. Watching him grab the phone she let him take photos of her on the counter before letting him tell her where or how he wanted her. Whether it was looking over her shoulder at him coyly or just getting a full shot of her body before he looked at them. A grin left her lips, “better remember how lucky you are now that you have these and that video of us.” She said. Scrolling through them she felt her cheeks pinken slightly. “I’m glad you like them but you better never let them be found no letting the boys scroll through your photos aimlessly anymore.” Because she knew he’d kill them before she would if they saw sexually suggestive photos of Sophie.

Alex: He hadn't exactly been worried taking pictures like that would be awkward, but it was much easier and more natural to do than he expected and when they finally looked through them, Alex couldn't wipe the grin off his face. He made sure to store them away safely on his phone, so they didn't randomly show up in the gallery nor could be easily found and accessed by anyone but him, or Sophie really. Putting the phone on the counter, he turned to face Sophie and chuckled. "You know damn well I'd kill anyone who found and saw any of these," he murmured. "Or well.. Fight them and end up severly bruised probably, but you get the point." He chuckled softly as he pulled her in and rubbed his hands up and down her arms gently. "How you feeling?" he asked softly, both making sure she was alright with the fact he had these pictures of her now, since he did notice the blush on her cheeks, but also see how her body was feeling in regards of more sexual activities.

Sophie: Sophie wasn’t one to overtly suggest sexual photos but they were human and needed things to enjoy and she knew Alex enjoyed her body and she liked that. Since she had had three babies and had always struggled with her body image during and after game of thrones. “You say fight them and bruise them but still think it’s more kill depending on who saw them and what exactly they saw.” She chuckled. “Honestly they’ve almost walked in on us a couple of times through the years that I’m waiting for it to happen someday.” She quipped. “Pretty good, still sensitive but good.” She murmured, she trusted alex with those photos. Better if my future husband was leading me somewhere her wants to have him.” She hummed. “You may have made me come three times but I do believe you deserve to enjoy tonight too.”

Alex: "No I was saying I'd probably end up bruised myself but I likr the confidence you have in me," Alex chuckled softly. He pulled her in, caressing her gently as she hummed. "Oh I'm enjoying myself," he grinned before leaning in for a kiss. "But what are all the places you said I could take you tonight?" he asked between kisses.

Sophie: Sophie laughed, “I was figuring you’d go straight for like knifes and less fist which would give you an easy win babe so I don’t know if confidence is the same or too much true crime.” She giggled. “Mmm you can take me anywhere I’ve already been bent over and against the window which were my suggestion but now what do you want.” She coyly asked her hand threading through and grasping his cock and starting to stroke him.

Alex: "Knives? That only works in the kitchen. We don't usually have knives just laying around wherever we go," he huffed a little and then laughed, Sophie did love her true crime. "And on the counter.. Don't forget that," he reminded her as her hand started wandering, slipping down between them and he sucked in a breath when her fingers wrapped around his cock to start stroking him. Alex bit his lip and tipped his head back a little bit, but only briefly." How am I supposed to think when you're doing that," he husked out, leaning in to capture her lips in a kiss once more.

Sophie: “I mean I don’t know what is around you boys wherever you go there could be knives.” She jokes chuckling softly. She was gently stroking him not wanting him to come undone yet. She didn’t want to waste the night. A giggle left her lips, “I thought all men thought with their cocks anyway shouldnt it just know where or how you want me.” She husked against his mouth as they kissed.

Alex: Her touch was soft, not moving enough to get him off, but enough to have his head spinning with want for her, need for her. "That's such a prejudice," he murmured into their kiss, his hands moving around to Sophie's back, caressing up and down her skin and pulling her in a little more. "I just know know that I do want you, think it's mostly just rationally thinking how's the easiest way to get to be inside of you, and what place is closest," he smirked slightly and maybe sometimes that was how he thought too but most of the time he wanted it to be all about her.

Sophie: She continued to stroke him gently, as tender as possible to keep him stimulated but not enough to put him anywhere near losing himself. Still enough to make it known that he was being touched and teased. “Is that the biggest thing you just know you want to be inside of me?” She husked. “I want you to choose something or somewhere you really want me. Or how you want me. That’s my last request tonight and we’ll see if you can manage to make me come again which would officially make me come the most in one night.” She grinned. “Though my goal is to make you come twice we’ve done it before and I bet I can make it happen.”

Alex: It was tender touches that kept things highly sexual, despite the fact they were both still very much naked anyway. "That's always the biggest thing, baby," he chuckled softly. "That and seeing you come undone at my doing.. God, I love watching that." His hands slid up and to her neck so he could cup her face as he kissed her a little harder for a moment, groaning softly at the way she so easily just made him want her more probably without really realizing it. He started to back her up until they found a wall he could press her against to deepen the kiss, his tongue prying her lips open for more of a connection and he rolled his hips into her.

Sophie: A soft chuckle left her lips when he said that was the biggest thing. Which given she could feel how hard he was she already knew. “I know you do you’ll love getting to watch back our video and hearing me come yelling your name again and again.” She said because it was true, he would enjoy it. His mouth devoured her in a heated kiss as he back her up into a wall, their bodies pressed against each other as his tongue found hers and it became a battle of dominance her hand moving over and caressing the tip of his cock as she rocked her own hips with him till they were grinding heavily agaisnt one another.

Alex: He smirked when she mentioned the video. "Have I told you how lucky I am? You made an actual sex tape with me," he chuckled before capturing her lips in a heated kiss and backing her up until they hit a wall he could press her up against. His hand slid down to the back of her thigh so he could tug it up and hoist it around his waist, making it easier to press more into her as they were grinding together, causing him to moan into their kiss. "Fuck, baby.. Let me be inside of you," he muttered against her lips, not that he didn't enjoy her hand on him, but she was still moving so teasingly slow, whether it was soft strokes of her hand or caressing the tip of his cock, he knew he had a better chance at picking the pace once he felt her around him again.

Sophie: “You’ve mentioned once or twice.” She quipped, “I did make it with you who else would I have made it with” she teased giggling softly. “Should there be show we can’t travel to together you may just get a video of just me if you’re really lucky.” She murmured just to further tease him. Her hand continued to move as he pulled one of her legs up letting their cores closer together as he asked to be inside of her. “You don’t need to ask.” She breathed heavily her hand taking his free one to drag between her leg and press his two fingers up into her causing her head to fall back and moan his name. “I’m already so wet again for you. So you should know I want you in me.”

Alex: He moaned at the thought of that, knowing she loved to tease him however she could. Of course he didn't mean to have his fingers inside of her, but the way she moved his hand to do just that and the reaction she gave to that made it worth it either way. He pumped his fingers a few times for more of a sensation, coating them in her wetness as her head fell back against the wall. "Fuck," he cursed under his breath and shifted, pulling his hand back to adjust them so when he tolled his hips again he could slide his length inside of her, feeling her tight walls around him.

Sophie: She wasn’t always one to do and move him to touch her. She normally let him do that but sometimes she allowed herself to be a little more bold in their activities. He ended up pumping his fingers a few more times into her and she gasped out his name. This time his hand pulled back but with a roll of his hips slipped into her so swiftly, her very tight walls from three orgasms holding him snug inside of her as she moaned out feeling her be stretched her nails biting gently into his skin.

Alex: He leaned in once he was fully inside of her again, muffling her moan by a hungry kiss, his hand sliding up between them, up her stomach and then to her breasts, brushing the underside of them briefly before resting against her side and starting to rock his hips, pulling back only to thrust his hips into her again and his length back fully inside of her. "You feel so good, baby.." he husked between heavy kisses, keeping her pinned against the wall for a few more thrusts, the he pulled her off the wall and against him, pausing his movements to shift them to a chair nearby that the managed to sit on with her in his lap.

Sophie: His hips moved a few times against her pinning her to the wall. Soft breathy pleasure filled noises coming from her lips. His hands trailing her body before he pulled her back with him and shifted to a chair near them, Alex sitting and pulling her down with him so he stayed inside of her. Her legs straddled on either side dangling a bit towards the floor as she pushed her hips up a bit and pushed down her hands coming up and cupping his face as she pushed up and down again starting to ride his cock with ease in this position.

Alex: As he shifted them, Sophie easily straddled him and started to shift, lifting her hips a bit to the push down into him again and she so naturally started to ride him. "Fuck," Alex cursed again. "So close baby.." He really was, from getting so much touching and being together in, from watching her come undone several times to holding back himself to drag this night out, now, especially with having Sophie on top of him, he had trouble holding back any longer. "Soph.."

Sophie: “Mmhm.” She nodded, not really able to talk as she moved her hips. They were moving up and down riding him but each time she pushed down she swore her walls got tighter and tighter the feeling of him stretching her. “Oh fuck yes.” She breathed. “Now. Baby now come in me.” She panted her hips moving roughly as she lost herself in her next orgasm around him her head tilting back her hands holding around his neck to keep her stable

Alex: She felt so tight yet so good around him, the way she was moving on him, up and down, easily egging him on and it was her words that left her sounding as out of breath as he felt that had him stop trying to hold back. He came deep inside of her, his arms wrapping around her tightly to hold her in as his muscles tensed and he felt her too, reaching yet another high with him. He was panting, he was sure she could feel his heart beating fast in his chest the way he held her against him and a soft chuckled left his lips as he let hus head fall forward into the crook of her neck, nuzzling into her skin. "God you're so fucking good, babe."

Sophie: She felt him when he came inside of her, releasing deep as she dropped her hips into his to let him continue to fill her with his release. His arms around her tight, their breathing mixed as heavy panting and gasping. A blush took her skin when he said she was so good. “Mmm yeah?” She rocked her hips knowing he had just come meaning he’d be Uber sensitive. “Good enough to make you come one more time? It doesn’t seem fair that I come so many times.” She said rocking her hips harder a soft curse coming from her own lips given she was so sensitive it walked a fine line of pleasure and painful.

Alex: He felt her sink down into him a little more, arms wrapping around her as their heavy breathing mixed, both panting slightly and he hummed and nodded. "Yes.. So good," he confirmed though he gasped softly when he felt her starting to move again. "Babe.." he breathed out, but it felt too good to actually want her to stop. It was wet and messy but he was snuck inside of her and the way she rocked her hips caused him to feel his cock twitch at the friction. "Oh.. Fuck. God, yes baby," he muttered under his breath as he bit down on his lower lip hard. "Oh, don't stop baby.."

Sophie: She moved and his words felt almost warning but she knew that was partly because he was as sensitive as she had been. Her hips rolled again and then again and with his encouragement moved faster and harder feeling his cock twitch knowing it meant he was still enough aroused with her. “Fuck Alex touch me.” She breathed grinding hard agaisnt him.

Alex: He cursed under his breath. She didn't need to ask him twice to touch her, his hands slid up her thigh, gripping and kneeding here and there before he slid one up between them, fingertips brushing the underside of her breast before cupping one in his hand, caressing and squeezing lightly as his other hand gripped her hip hard, leaning back against the back of the chair.

Sophie: The way his hand gripped her was hard and rough. She imagined it was because he was so sensitive, he at least knew what it felt like to be so on edge and sensitive. He leaned back and she rocked her hips swiftly back and forth keeping his cock snug in her. “If you need to just take me to finish just do it.” She breathed knowing sometimes if he was so needy a man just needed that controlled roughness and she wouldn’t complain. But she also didn’t mind teasing his cock inside of her.

Alex: Alex figured Sophie must've been feeling something like this before when he had her reach her high multiple times. They had gotten him off twice in one go before but this was different because the way Sophie just kept moving, he never had time to come down fully from his high, he just felt on edge. It was hot in a way, but he was eager to feel this release again and he groaned Sophie told him he could take her to finish what they were working towards. "Oh so you're willing to stop teasing?" he murmured under his breath. Licking his lips, Alex considered his options, he shifted to push his hips up a few times, but it wasn't just what he wanted, or what he needed to actually take her, to pound into her. His hand moved to her his to stop her from moving so once he felt safe enough on his legs, he got up with her, turning a bit to rest her on the table and lean over her, locking their eyes before he started rocking his hips, thrusting into her.

Sophie: She wasn’t sure if she’d be able to come again she was so sensitive she was afraid she might be desensitized from coming so many times. She could see from his body’s reaction he was still on edge despite just having come inside of her. “I mean I don’t have to stop the teasing.” Since she was moving her hips still and if he wanted her to keep going like this she absolutely would. Then he grabbed her hips stopping her and picking her up and having her on the table now before he started pounding into her. It was like something snapped in him and she saw the most animalistic side of Alex as she gasped at the feeling her legs parting more wide for him as she cried out again and again.

Alex: Maybe it was the teasing all night long, trying to hold back for so long and then Sophie just keeping the teasing up but it was like something snapped in him as he shifted, bringing Sophie onto the table so he could thrust into her hard and fast. Not for long, this easily brought him close to his release and he cursed out before he came again. "Fuuuuuck," dragging out a moan as he stopped his movements and rather collapsed against her, breathing hard and panting heavily as he came inside of her and then just rested against her for a moment, trying to catch his breath. He swallowed hard eventually, burying his face in the crook of her neck and pressing soft, gentle kisses against her skin.

Sophie: When he cursed and she felt him hit his release against she mewled out her body going limp under him probably the most limp her body had ever gone during their times together. She could feel the soft kisses agaisnt her skin but it was obvious that she was spent her body starting to tremble slightly under his weight as she closed her eyes and tried to get control of her breathing.

Alex: He could feel how little she moved beneath him and immediately his mind, as spent as he was, went worrying. "Sorry," he murmured against her skin before lifting his head, his breathing still a little off as he ignored the tiredness in his muscles as he pushed himself up a bit, taking his weight off of Sophie and slipping out of her in the process. "I don't know what... Something just snapped," he said, his voice low, soft almost as best as he could talk without panting at least.

Sophie: When he said sorry she let out a soft laugh, “why are you saying sorry as if I didn’t enjoy it?” Her voice was raspy, “my body is just exhausted now babe.” She said. “I don’t mind that something jsut snapped. I wanted it too now you know how I feel when I’m so sensitive it’s a good feeling you were hot.” She murmured. “But im so sore right now I may need to sleep on the table.”

Alex: When she laughed he was confused for a moment but then he relaxed and rested against her a bit more again. "Don't know.. Didn't want to accidentally hurt you or something," he admitted with a sigh. He scrunched up his nose. "We're not sleeping on the table. Do think we should.. Clean up though, then crawl into bed." he pressed a kiss to her skin wherever he could reach.

Sophie: “Babe you wouldn’t hurt me. I would say something if it was hurting.” She said. Like she was sore sure but it was that good kind of sore. “I can’t I’m too sore. There’s no way I can walk right now and I’m sure you’re legs are like jelly so I’m gonna have to just stay here. When you feel better bring me a wash cloth I think any shower or bath water against me is gonna be too much down there.” She admitted.

Alex: He considered whether he could get up but he had to admit she was right. He huffed out softly and then shifted to rest more on the table and only half on top of her, his arm draping over her and his hand caressing mindlessly at her side gently. "No shower or bath then, but we're not sleeping on the table. That's just gonna get cold and uncomfortable."

Sophie: “Mm well I’m not moving anytime soon the idea of me walking right now sounds so sore.” She admitted because well she was sore as she felt him drape his arm across her. “Apparently we should make a note anytime we decide to have a full blow sexcapides night the last time must end in bed.” She said with a little breathy giggle.

Alex: He laughed softly, shaking his head against the table a little bit. "You specifically asked to stay clear of the bed," he remined her, a grin spread on his lips as he decided to just lay with her for a while. And he did until a soft breeze caused him to groan and decide Sophie would get cold if they actually fell asleep there so he rolled over onto his back and started pushing himself up until he was sitting up. He shifted his legs, moving his feet and took a moment before he got up, groaning a little and the moving, slowly making his way to the bathroom to grab something to clean Sophie up. He also picked up a pair of boxer briefs to put on and then brought panties and one of his shirts for Sophie, finding her on the table just like he'd left her there, chuckling softly. "You want me to clean you or rather do it herself?" he teased slightly. "I brought you something to put on but I do think we should get you to use the bathroom and then curl up in bed with me."

Sophie: "Yeah, yeah, blame this on me." she said, "That's mean on my birthday, I just said we didn't need to only think about the bed. We could have ended there." she quipped. Alex eventually got up and she watched him move around and head into the bathroom before returning a little while later. "Mmm you know keep teasing and I will say you have to clean me and trust me that won't be fun for you." she said, "There's no pleasure there." she sighed before groaning loudly as she moved but this time it was obvious she was a tiny bit in pain. "Fine, fine. Can you at least help me walk though if it's too painful I'm not kidding get me a blanket and I'll sleep on the floor."

Alex: Alex sighed when he watched her and realized she was actually in pain. "Babe.."he murmured. He let her clean up though and nodded." I'm right here." He'd carry her if he had to though he was a little worried about his own legs giving way.

Sophie: It took a little time to clean herself as she was sore and attempting to sit had her abdominal muscles aching and of course down there was sore. She slipped off the table and held onto Alex hissing slightly feeling her legs press together and knees buckled slightly. "fuck." she breathed, "Okay so I'm a lot more sore than I thought." she admitted walking very slowly towards the bathroom. "Don't you dare get upset either I wanted this it's normal to be super sore after what... hours of us fooling around." she said before she saw the window with the shape of her body imprint. "Oh my god.. we actually fucked against a window..."

Alex: Alex helped Sophie get into the bathroom and sighed. He was ready to say something when Sophie told him to not dare to but when she called out the window he grimaced. "Keep saying things like that and watch me actually freak.. Fuck, baby I did not mean for you to be so sore you can't walk..." he helped her into the bathroom and once she was done using it, he felt confident enough in his legs to pick her up and carry her to bed. He helped her get dressed and then settled her under the blankets before crawling in with her. "Let's worry about the window when we wake in the morning, how about that?"

Sophie: "Don't freak out, it's normal to be sore I just underestimated how sore sore was." she said probably not helping the situation. "I can walk it's just... tender." she tried to use a different word since she could see he was actually slightly upset about it. When she was done and cleaned up again from the bathroom she felt him lift her and carry her to bed a slight hiss from her legs together still before he helped dress her in the soft light underwear and his shirt. "But babe... the cleaning people are going to know we had sex against a window, that's my whole body right there and the hotel knows we stayed in this room." she said the realization hitting her as she curled into him in the bed.

Alex: Once they were settled in bed, Alex groaned. "You're never gonna be able to ask me to do anything sexually I know I'll worry about again if you keep freaking out about it now," he warned, letting out a long sigh. "Should've used a wall in the first place, not the window..." he let his head fall back into a pillow and sighed again. "Guess we can try to clean the window outselves?" he suggested. He really was more worried about one of the boys or crew seeing when they came in than a random cleaning lady, but the whole thing started to worry him now too.

Sophie: "Well don't say that or I'm gonna feel bad." she said her voice dropping slightly, "Because you saying that means I'll just stop asking for things sexually." she knew he knew that was true it wasn't a threat, it was more she'd be too nervous to ask for what she wanted and they'd be back at square one. "Oh god Jack is so going to point out what that is." she said covering her face. "Rian is so never going to shut up. The only one who won't say anything is Zack because he probably thinks Annie will get mad." she said as she leaned into him "I mean it was hot, I wanted it you know. I don't regret it."

Alex: Alex took a deep breath and sighed again, looking at Sophie and shifting more towards her. He brought his hand up to brush loose strands of hair from her face and then cup the side of it. "I don't want you to stop telling me what you want. I'm sorry.. That's not what I meant." They had come such a long way, he definitely didn't want to ruin that. "Sophie! Don't say that. Don't think that. We're not gonna let them see alright. We'll clean it up before we let them in here."

Sophie: She felt him cup her face after brushing her hair from it and sighed softly, "I know, but like if you regret it or are't going to want to do things I ask I just won't feel comfortable asking because it's not fair to you." she said, "I shouldn't have asked for you to take me against the window." she said. "I can clean it in the morning I mean I think I can at least make it less my shape and hand prints." she murmured as she snuggled down into the bed.

Alex: Alex watched her and he swallowed hard. "No Sophie. That's not.. I don't want you to feel like I wouldn't want that or I regret anything. It was so hot, so so hot." He turned her face more towards him and then shifted to pull her into him more. "Don't ever think I regret anything I do with you. I would've told you if I didn't want it. And I want you to keep telling me the things you want."

Sophie: She nodded, "I mean they should know what was going to happen tonight anyway." she muttered feeling him pull her into him and she laid her head on his shoulder to tilt her head up and look at him. "I know you don't actually regret it or anything. I just think my brain finally clicked now tht it wasn't all hazed over.

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[allthewritem0ves]

Back to Stovepipe Junction

Guy felt like the happiest man in the world. He has a loving wife, a supportive best friend, a stepdaughter whom he cares for deeply, and last but not least, a newborn son he loves to pieces. Crazy to think that he was born at the tail end of an age old feud between two nations. One could say everyone got a happy ending that day.

Yet still there was one more thing he had to do.

That night as he and Michellee were preparing for bed after saying good night to the kids, Guy says, “You know, honey, I’ve been thinking about something.”

“What about?”, Michellee asked as she put curlers in her hair.

“We should take Junior to meet my family in Stovepipe.”

“Really? When do you think we should go?”

“I thought perhaps this weekend. I call them in the morning and tell them we’re coming. But get this.”

Michellee paused, waiting for his next idea.

“I’ll tell them it’s just for a little visit but then we surprise them with the baby when we get there.”

“Oh my gosh. That’d be cute.”

“I knew you’d say that.” He smiled at her.

“After all, your family loves me and E.B. I just can’t wait to see their reactions to Junior.” She chuckles at the idea.

“Oh, they’d eat him up.”

——

The next morning at breakfast, Guy tells E.B. of his plan to visit the family in Stovepipe.

“Ooooh!”, she squealed with glee. “They’re gonna love him!”

“We figured you’d say that. Your mom and I discussed the same thing last night.”

Speaking of whom, Michellee was trying to get the baby to eat his food, but it seemed he’d rather play with it than eat it.

“Come on, son. You’re gonna wanna be big and strong one day, right? Here comes the airplane!” She makes plane engine sounds as she flies the spoon around. The baby laughs.

Guy looks on from his spot at the table, smiling. He turns back to E.B. and says, “So are you ready to go back to Stovepipe?”

“Yeah. When are we leaving?”

“Tomorrow, so we’d better get packing.”

——

Later that day, Guy made the call to his family home, where his mother picked up the phone.

“Hello?”, she asked.

“Hi, mom.”

“Guy! How are you doing, sweetie?”

“Alright. How about you?”

“I’m good too. And so is everyone else.”

“That’s fantastic, Mom. I just wanted to ask you something.”

“Sure, son. Anything.”

“Michellee and I wanted to know if we could come visit for the weekend.”

“Of course you can. You’ll bring E.B. too, right?”

“Yes. The whole family’s gonna be there.”

“Oh, son, you’re gonna make me cry.”

“Sam and Gluntz will be coming too. You know how much Gluntz especially loves your cupcakes.”

“Oh, I remember her, son. You tell her I’ll have a whole bunch made just for her.”

“I will. See you tomorrow.”

“We’ll be there. Bye, Guy.”

He hangs up.

——

The following day, all six of them had caught the train and arrived in Stovepipe Junction in the afternoon.

After the taxi dropped them off at the house and they took their bags from the trunk, they headed up to the door.

Before knocking, Guy says to Junior, who was in Michellee’s arms, “Are you ready to meet the rest of the family, son?”

He makes a small but excited little laugh, making everyone smile.

“I bet you are.” He knocks on the door.

A few seconds later, one of Guy’s brothers opened the door. “Hey, little brother.”

“Hey, Donny.” They hug. “Is everything all right?”

“Just perfect. It’s so good you all could make it.” Then he started shaking hands with everyone individually. “Hey, Sam.”

“Great to see you again, Donny!” He shook his hand so hard, he almost took his arm out of the socket.

“I gotta remember to get used to that. And you’re Gluntz, correct?”

“That’s me.” She shook his hand almost as hard.

“And there’s my niece, E.B.” He bent down and hugged her.

“Hi, Uncle Don.”

“You enjoying your summer?”

“Oh yes. I have so much to tell everyone.”

“Tell us inside, all right?”

“Okay.”

Then Donny turns to Michellee. “And my beautiful sister-in-law, Michellee. How’ve you been?”

“All good, Don.”

He was about to hug her too but then he noticed the baby in her arms. His eyes widened and his jaw hit the floor. He looks back and forth at Guy and the baby. This made E.B. laugh.

“Is that-? You two had-? A baby?!”

Michellee nodded. “Mm-hm. His name’s Guy Jr.”

“Guy Jr.?” Donny had tears of joy welling up.

“Yep. We came by so everyone could meet him”, Guy told his brother.

Donny hugs Guy again, but this time even tighter. “Congratulations, little brother!”

“Thanks.”

——

Everyone moved inside. The entire family was sitting in the living room, watching T.V.

“Hey, Mom, Dad! They’re here!”, Donny announced.

Then Guy, Sam, E.B., and Gluntz walked in. All of Guy’s nieces and nephews collectively got out of their seats and ran over to greet them.

“I missed you, Uncle Guy!”, one of his nieces said, hugging him tightly.

“You too, kid.”

“Where’s Aunt Michellee?”, one of his nephews asked.

That was her cue to come in. When she did, all eyes were on her.

Mrs. Am-I gasped and clapped her hands over her mouth.

“Oh, my…”, Mr. Am-I said.

“Is that…a baby?”, Guy’s other brother, Marty, asked.

Guy nodded.

His mother dropped her hands and gasped again. She and her husband got up from their spots on the couch and walked over. Even Grandpa got up.

“When did you have him?”

“Two weeks ago”, Michellee said.

Mrs. Am-I now had tears rolling down her cheeks. “Oh, how cute! What’s his name?”

“Guy Jr.”

“Did you hear that, honey? Guy Jr.”, she said to her husband.

“I did.” He was tearing up too. “Would you look at that? He looks just like his daddy.”

Guy smiled and blushed. “Oh, Dad.”

Grandpa came over to look at his great-grandson. “Wow! He really does look like you.”

“Let me see! Let me see!”, one of the kids said.

Michellee crouched down so her nieces and nephews could see the baby too.

“Oh, he’s so cute!”

“We have a new cousin!”

“He looks so much like Uncle Guy!”

Meanwhile, Gluntz looked like she was having a cuteness overload. “Gosh, I just can’t get enough of this family!”

Everyone laughs with her.

“I thought I was the only one”, Sam said to her. They subtly hold each other’s hands.

“Could I hold him?”, Mrs. Am-I asked.

“Of course”, said Michellee, handing her the baby.

Mrs. Am-I looked down at her grandson, smiling. Mr. Am-I leaned over too. Junior looked up at them, cooing happily and reaching up, squeezing his hands together (his way of asking for a hug). But his grandparents didn’t know that, so they were shocked when Junior started crying.

“Oh, no. What’s wrong?”, Mr. Am-I asked.

“That means he wants a hug”, Guy explained “Hug him, Mom and Dad.”

Mrs. Am-I rested one hand under Junior and the other on his back and held him close. Then she handed him to her husband and he did the same.

Michellee rested her head on Guy’s shoulder. “He’s perfect, isn’t he?”

“Yeah.”

“Uh, what about me?”, E.B. asked with her arms folded.

“You are too, sweetie. I don’t play favorites with my kids. You ought to know that.” Michellee pulls her daughter in for a hug and Guy joins in.

“I knew that. I just wanted to make sure you did”, she said to them.

Guy laughs. “Very funny, young lady.”

——

Later that night at the dinner table, everyone was listening as the quintet was telling them all about their whole run in with the Yooks and the Zooks, each one of them offering their viewpoint where necessary.

“Meanwhile, I”, Gluntz rang out, “did the most important part. I found the real masterminds behind that whole war and brought them to justice.” She flips her drooping ears behind herself sassily.

“My goodness, you all have quite a knack for adventure”, Marty remarks from his spot at the table.

“Yeah. First the Chickeraffe, then the Moo-Lacka-Moo. What’s next?”, Donny asks.

“Oh, my. Nothing for a while”, Guy says.

“Wait, I wanna hear about this boy E.B. met”, Mrs. Am-I says.

E.B. blushed. “Please, Grandma, not here.”

——

Afterwards, they were getting ready for bed. Guy and Michellee were staying in Guy’s old bedroom, which still looked as good as he last left it. His brothers even helped put together Junior’s crib so he can be in the room with them.

Before putting him to sleep, Guy told his son, “You see, Junior. You’re loved everywhere you go. Remember that.”

#green eggs and ham #guy am i #michellee #eb #guy jr #sam i am #gluntz #the am-i’s #fanfic

[canaryatlaw]

it's not that late, but oof am I tired and gotta wake up super early for my flight, so I'm going to go to bed soon. today was pretty chaotic. ended up ubering into work again because my legs were still super shaky (ugh). came in to find an intern waiting outside our locked office door, because oh right, our receptionist is out today and we have nobody to man the front desk. GREAT. because of summer hours, it was basically just me and the interns for the day (my work buddy was there for the morning but not the afternoon). so we had to figure out how to do the front desk and keep things running, and of course these are brand new interns on like their second week, so they're already still learning everything. we managed to work things out okay, we didn't have any spanish speakers in the office for once so we basically had to google translate and write out "give us your name and number and we'll call you back with a translator" and have them called back using the language line. I also got stuck in court for an absurdly long time in the middle of this, so that didn't help. I then also had to go on a fun excursion to the clerks trying to track down a dispo they never sent us that they couldn't find, which was why it was never sent to us, and that took way too long but was ultimately successful at least. but yeah, all around chaotic day, but we did at least get things done. We wrapped things up a little early and I was able to sneak out slightly before 5 and headed home, my legs still throwing a fit but I was careful and made it home okay. we headed right back out to drop off our cable box at the ups store that we had to return to them after we cancelled our cable (after all our shows got cancelled) and then we grabbed wendy's before heading back home. I got their strawberry frosty and I'm obsessed with it, it was honestly so good. had a pretty chill night from there, did the normal thing, and roommate went to bed a bit early, so I spent a while packing for my trip and actually pulling out some summer clothing. I haven't switched my clothes over yet, which I've been meaning to do but just hasn't been done yet. so yeah, got everything packed then showered and got ready for bed, and now I'm here and ready for bed. Flight is at 7:30 am, so I'm going to plan on getting to the airport at 6, so leaving here at like 5:30. Fun times. Goodnight friends. Happy (three day) weekend.

#daily journal #June 2022

[lordsardine]

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#have plans morning and afternoon .... just gotta figure out the night ...... #i want to cook a good dinner but then I feel like I can’t leave the house afterward ... #so maybe I do an early dinner that I cook and then go sit in Panera or something #hnng idk #mornings and afternoons are easy .. nights are the hardest #but tonight was really nice :-) #miscellaneous #I need to write some more .. I’m more productive at night I just hate the feeling of being trapped in my room.. idk #just need to get through this first week and then reassess #I’m still nervous about taking night walks :/ I need to walk around this area a little more during the day first #I may try to ‘fix’ my sleep schedule to do morning walks when sunlight disappears #tbd. anyway. I should take a shower

[theunaestheticstudyblr]

UNIVERSITY WITH MENTAL ILLNESS

Mental health and illness is already hard enough, but adding school pressure on top is hard. High school was easier for me since there is a lot more structure and a lot less choice, which is why I'm targeting this towards college and university students.

Firstly is attending class. Getting to class is a major hurdle, especially with a commute like me (1 hour+) broke people problems lmao. Driving that long to go to a class just to drive back home is already exhausting and unpleasant, especially knowing professors will post slides or something after class anyways. But you have to drag yourself there. One thing I do to help is dress up. I'll do my makeup and put on nicer clothes. Why does this work for me? I hate wasting stuff, especially money and to me, putting on makeup is spending money essentially (same logic as using rare items in a video game idk). I can't just sit around the house and waste the money I just put on my face so I gotta go to class. Small things like this to trick your brain works so well. Before this, there was a restaurant I absolutely loved next to campus so if I went to every class for two weeks I would reward myself by going there. Another thing that helps is making plans with people ahead of time. They'll hold you accountable on days that you can't.

Take rest days. Schedule one whole day a week where you don't do school or go to work. It's a day completely off for anything. I use this day to do chores in the morning and then just lay around and do absolutely nothing all afternoon and night. This helps recharge and reduce stimulation and socialization. It gives your brain that little rest it cries for every day. I used to panic so much about this one day because I could be working and making money or studying or doing anything to be productive until I had a week where I couldn't do anything because I broke down completely, mentally and physically. Now I see it as a preservation day. I use this day to recover from everything.

Make your notes pretty. I hate going back and looking at my messy class notes. Everything is scattered and messy and I get frustrated. What I do instead is make a virtual, concise copy that is pretty to me. I'll add little sketches, color, pictures, etc. This helps draw my attention and allows me to study while doing it! Making the second copy forces you to go through the material after a class is over and review the material to decide what is truly important and then organize it all and then rewrite it all. This has been a huge help.

Use class breaks to snack or grab coffee. One thing I have found in many people with high anxiety is that food and drinks really help calm you down. I've found some research suggesting it's because food is a signal that things are safe and therefore makes you more relaxed, though I don't know much about anthropology and psychology fields. I find this really helps to calm me down after I had a very stressful test so that I can be more present for the next class. Gum helps a lot on high anxiety/panic days as well.

Download the notes or slides, especially if posted ahead of time. This way you have access even if you don't have wifi. You can even pull them up in lectures so you don't have to focus on the board the whole time. For my people with autism, this has helped me so much. There are times where you can't focus on the professor and the slides and the sounds and writing, so doing this cuts out having to watch the teacher and the board. Bonus points if you can record during lecture as well so you can revisit parts that you zoned out in or couldn't focus on.

Keep a journal or diary and list your activities, food, weather, etc in it as well as your mood. This can help you find correlations to hack shit. My favorite way of doing this is through the Daylio app (I wrote a post about it here). Like I notice that days when it's rainy, I study and read more and days where I walk more and eat breakfast, I focus better and am happier overall. This information helps so much. If I know it's going to rain tomorrow, I won't try to force myself to study a bunch today and instead save that energy for later. Instead, I'll take care of myself and go for a walk or something. Knowing how you work and why really makes a HUGE difference.

This might just be my autism brain, but finding cool things related to the topic at hand has helped me keep interest in at least a little of the subject, helping me study more. Like I don't like chimaeras (a fish group) BUT for some reason I love fish teeth and these fishes have a very unique tooth set. This at least let's me know something instead of just ignoring and forgetting everything. 20% is better than nothing.

Find a reason to study what you do, even if it's just that you need this class to graduate. Just taking classes for no reason seems like something neurotypical people are able to do. I can't do it. I need a reason and if I can't find one, I just give up. I used to always say it was useless and pointless and didn't understand why it was required. But I realized the reason to take it is because I want a piece of paper that says I traded lots of money and sanity for it. And that reason has to be good enough.

Make study games. Games are more fun than lifeless paper. Matching games, crosswords, coloring pages, whatever you like!

Feel free to add your tips to this post as well!! I always have room for improvement and experimentation, especially for really hard days. I still find myself skipping even online classes some days. No one had all the answers or has everything figured out. This is just an incomplete list of things that have helped me out a bit and made college life a bit easier.

#study blog #study hard #studyblr #school #student #student life #studying #productivity #autism tips #depression tips #tips and tricks #study tips #college tips #tips #university advice #school advice #advice #college #college life #university #mental health #mentally ill #mental heath support

[msmarvelwrites]

Sunday Kinda’ Love

Summary: You weren't sure when it happened, falling in love with Bucky Barnes.

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Warnings: insane amounts of fluff, domestic Bucky, Explicit sexual content, Oral (f receiving), fingering, vaginal penetration, lazy counter-top sex, 18+

Word Count: 1.3K

Authors Note: shoutout to @sweeterthanthis who Puts up with me sending her screenshots of my fics every 10 minutes 😂 love you bitch. Thank you for helping me babe!

all mistakes are my own.

The rain patting on the windowsill pulled you from your hangover induced coma as the smell of coffee wafted into the bedroom. You reached over, running your fingers across the empty bed in hopes to find your soldier, though he seemed to have already made the most of your day off. 

You, on the other hand, were fully content to lay in bed all day and sleep away the reminisce of vodka Carol had challenged you to the night before.

The sound of Bucky humming along to the distant radio brought a small smile to tug at the corners of your lips. The way you knew he was shuffling around the kitchen, trying to keep his hands busy until you woke made you melt.

You weren't sure when it happened. 

The nights seemed to lull into days spent in Bucky’s apartment. Lazing away the afternoons when you both returned home from a mission too sleep deprived to find your way back to your own bed. And you supposed there were worse ways to wake up. 

You struggled, sliding out of the warm covers and onto the chilly hardwood floors. The ground beneath you creaked slightly as you stumbled across the room, grabbing one of Bucky’s old T-shirts and tossing it over your head. 

You patted into the living room, leaning against the kitchen counter until Bucky finally spun around. His super hearing, already picking up on your presence, but the man never seemed to let on he could predict your every move.

Even though you knew he could.

“Mornin’, sunshine.” He hummed, his voice melting over you like a warm bath. 

You smiled, unable to contain the way he made your tummy erupt into a fit of flutters. The pet name always fell from his lips so effortlessly. As if the old Brooklyn charm was always just beneath the surface of that stormy gaze.

“Good morning, Sarge.” You quipped, sneaking past him as he groaned under his breath, neck luling back as he eyed you pouring yourself a cup of coffee. 

“You know, you could get away with murder by calling me that.” He mumbled, caging you against the counter, his hot breath fanning against the shell of your ear. 

“Who told you my master plan?” You chuckled, setting down the mug and leaning into his touch. 

The man was, in every sense of the word, intoxicating. From the way he called your name to the feather like touches that sent electric shivers to explode through your body each and every time he held you. It was unnerving how easily you gave yourself to him. And completely out of character for you…

That was, of course, until you met Bucky Barnes. 

Bucky hummed, a careless laugh rumbling against your skin as he spun you around, his lips instantly melting with yours. 

You laced your arms around his neck, breathing him in - the faint taste of his mouthwash tingling against your tongue, rendering you weak. 

His vibranium arm whirled, clutching you by your waist and lifting you effortlessly onto the counter as he stepped between your legs. His hands lazily rubbing your thighs, lips dancing across the sensitive skin on your throat. 

“Bucky,” You managed to breathe out, head lulling back against the cupboards as he began tugging at your panties. “What about breakfast?” 

Bucky chuckled, stilling in his movements as you met his gaze. His eyes, crinkled at the corners as he grinned down at you with a softness you couldn't quite put your finger on. With a soft kiss on the nose, he rested his forehead against yours, warm minty breath fanning against your lips.  

“Sunshine, you're all I want.” 

You smirked, miring his lopsided smile as you lifted yourself off the counter. In one skilful movement, Bucky had your panties sliding down your leg, hanging around your ankle as he pressed his erection against your dampness. 

Your eyes rolled back in your head, blissed out as he dropped to his knees, hands on either side of your knees as he licked a long, hot strip up your thigh. His fingers, easing into your slick folds, opening you up as his tongue lapped against your dripping hole. 

“Tease.” You accused, hands tangled in his cropped hair as he slipped his index finger deep inside, curling it against your fluttering walls. 

“Is that so?” He mumbled, and though you couldn't see his lips, you knew the exact smirk playing on them. 

You head snapped back, crashing against the wooden cupboard as his tongue found your clit, swirling around the aching bud as he drank you in. Your whole body was lit aflame - legs lazily wrapped around his broad shoulders while he made quick work of your impending orgasm. 

You couldn't help it, the man knew every weak spot you had. The way he memorized every way to pull you apart in his hands had you trembling, begging to shatter. 

“Oh god - fuck, Bucky. I’m-”

He hummed, and with the flick of his tongue, you were falling off the edge. Figuratively and literally and he held you up, your orgasm crashing over you like a title-wave as you drowned in it’s ecstasy. 

“Fuck-” Bucky gasped, your slick coating his stubble as he licked his lips clean, the action causing you to shudder. “You taste so sweet. Gotta’ have you.”

Before you could answer, Bucky had you wrapped around his waist, spinning you carefully as you tumbled against the kitchen island, body still quivering. You watched from hooded eyes as he freed himself from his boxers, stroking his cock and lining himself up with your dripping cunt. 

He sank into you, slowly at first, hooking his cold fingers under your knee and wrapping your leg around him. You could only arch your back, body aching and used as he carefully rocked his hips into you. You bit back a moan, watching Bucky toss his head back, eyes snapping shut while he slowed his pace. 

You knew he was holding back, you had seen him come undone before. And yet, something about the way your bodies tangled together felt different. His actions- more deliberate and calculated. His body conveying something words never stood a fighting chance to. 

He kept his agonizing pace, his length dragging against your walls, pulling him deeper into you until he had your eyes rolling back in your head. You begged for more, body vibrating as he pulled you against him. His lips, searing as they found yours, carelessly running down your throat and sucking on that sweet spot that had you moaning his name like a prayer. 

“That’s it sunshine. Fuck, just like tha-” 

Bucky’s fist crashed down beside you, his hips snapping to meet yours as he chased his high. You could feel the familiar coil building in your belly, his cock pulling you closer and closer to the very edge until he let out a gasp, hands finding your waist as he held you still. Spurts of his hot spend coated your walls, never easing up on his thrusts until he had you screaming his name. 

You stayed like that, your head resting in the crook of his neck as you both tried to steady your breathing. Your heart felt like it might explode out of your chest as his hands ran circles across your back, grounding you and bringing you back to him. 

“I’m falling in love with you, Buck.” 

You didn't even know the words had left your lips as Bucky slipped himself out, eyes trained on yours. The silence before he spoke eating away at you until the gnawing almost became too much. Maybe he wasn't ready for that? Had you spoken too soon? Had you read the room-

“I can't believe you beat me to it.” Bucky chuckled, his lips instantly finding yours as he smiled into the kiss. “You’re full of surprises, aren't you, sunshine?”

“I’m full of something, Sarge.” 

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x y/n #bucky barnes x reader smut #msmarvelwrites #bucky barns x reader