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[paigestrap]

the surprise

anon requested

paige x fem!reader

warnings: smut (minors dni), lingerie, swearing

~3k words

summary:

you plan a surprise for paige but it gets ruined when she flakes to hang out with her teammates. realizing her mistake, she makes it up to you.

enjoy yall i made this instead of writing my 15 page essay 😵😵😵

you were so excited...

you had planned a surprise date with p for the entire day, it was your way of thanking her for the many amazing dates she would take u on and you couldn’t wait to spend the entire day with her. it was one of her days off and she had told you yesterday that she was super excited to spend the entire day with you. unfortunately, your plans and day were ruined when she had texted you this afternoon.

p: hey baby ik i said id hang out with u today but ice and kk have been begging me all day to do something with them do u mind if i go see a movie with them and then get food? i promise i'm all yours tonight ;)

fuck. your stomach dropped and suddenly all your excitement for your plans faded away. you didn’t know what to say to her, you really wanted to spend this time with her and you had made a big effort planning this surprise for her but you didn’t want her to feel like she couldn’t spend time with her friends.

but you were also kind of… mad? it hurt you that even though she spends all her time with her teammates and sees them at practice almost everyday she would rather spend her free time with them than with you. it may have been a toxic mindset but it still bothered you. you decided to go with a passive aggressive response.

you: sure, see u later.

you sighed as you collected yourself, putting away the groceries you bought to make her dinner. and filling up a vase with water for the roses whose pedals you had planned to sprinkle in the bath after dinner. you hang your newly purchased lingerie set in the closet, feeling silly for going out of your way to do all this just to be let down. you changed into pajamas and threw a frozen meal in the microwave, preparing yourself for a day full of sulking and watching reality tv.

you saw that paige had responded to your message, but you turned your phone off, not wanting to respond to her. you sat in front of the tv and put on some shitty show while you pulled out your laptop to do some homework (aka what the writer of this fic should be doing right now instead of writing this 😭). at some point you drift off to sleep.

knock.

u woke with a start, not even realizing you had fallen asleep or how much time had gone by, getting up to answer your door.

it was your girlfriend with a look of worry and annoyance, soaking wet and panting at your doorstep.

“why haven’t you been responding? i called u three times and texted you a bunch???” she questioned you, the worry had mostly faded into annoyance as she realized you were perfectly fine.

“oh, sorry i haven’t been on my phone, i guess i fell asleep” you answered to your very unsatisfied looking girlfriend.

“you can’t just send me some passive aggressive text and then ignore me for two hours. that’s unfair babe, you’d be so upset if i did that to u” she said, exasperated. she was clearly upset with you, but you didn’t care to be honest because you were also upset. you decided then you should tell her how you feel.

“it’s not fair that on your day off you decide to spend time with the teammates you see everyday instead of your girlfriend who you can barely make time to see as is. i understand they’re your best friends and spending time with them is important to you but i was so excited to spend the day with you i even planned a surprise for you and i was just feeling really neglected,” you watch as her expression softens. she walks in, and gives you a hug and kisses your head. you hate to admit it but her display of affection and attention made you feel a lot better.

“you’re absolutely right, baby. i was a dick for that. i had a feeling you were hurt by the way you responded. i just got really worried when you were ignoring me and shit i literally left in the middle of the movie and ran here in the rain” she admits to you, still holding you and running her hand up and down your back. “i didn’t know you had something planned for us. i’m so sorry you must’ve been so disappointed and upset i know that’s how i would’ve felt so i’m so sorry i made you feel that way”

you move to look up into her eyes, sincerity plastered on her face, and your annoyance and anger towards her began to fade away. “it’s okay, you didn’t know that i had planned something for us and i was just being petty. i should’ve told u that i was bothered so it’s my fault for not being honest with you. i was just hurt,” knowing that all it took for you to feel better was admitting how you felt and her apologizing made you feel silly for ignoring her earlier in the day. this could’ve all been avoided if you had just told her how you felt.

“its okay baby i understand. if i'm not too late, id like to make it up to you. what was it that you had planned?” she smiled at you, still holding you in her arms.

“well, i was going to cook you dinner, and then i bought all these roses so we could take a romantic bath together and then, well, i had another surprise for later” you start to blush, remembering the set hanging in your closet that you bought with her in mind. you hide your shy smile by burying your face into her chest.

“oh yeah? what’s that, do i still get that surprise too?” she grinned mischievously, clearly understanding the nature of your last surprise,

“i haven’t decided yet, let’s first see if you can make it up to me,” you joke with her, knowing in the back of your head that the night would end with the set on your body and paige inside you.

“fair enough,” she laughed, also seeming to know the future. “can i help you cook at least? what’s on the menu?” finally breaking the embrace she makes her way to the fridge to look at what you had bought to make dinner.

“i was just gonna make spaghetti and meatballs, you can start the noodles if you want and i can start with the other stuff.” you walk towards her, planting a kiss on her lips, “thank you for coming, P. i love you.”

she smiles and kisses you again, cupping your cheeks in her hands and looking at you endearingly “of course, my sweet girl, i’m excited to spend tonight with you. especially for whatever you have planned at the end of it” she winks and playfully slaps your ass, heading for the cabinet where the pots are to start the water. you bite your lips and blush, knowing what’s in store.

dinner preparation goes smoothly for the most part. other than the two times you stopped for a make out sesh, and paige’s incessant comments about how hot you looked while cooking her dinner. she really knew exactly how to rile you up and it was so infuriating and sexy at the same time.

you are so worked up by paige’s advances and endless flirting that you can barely think at all once you set the table and finally sit down to eat. she knows the effect she’s having on you and that only fuels her more. “you’re so fucking cute when you’re worked up, just wanna make u like this all the time”

“you are beyond annoying paige, seriously, do u enjoy making me suffer?”

“yes,” she deadpans, staring at you with a look that practically undresses you on its own. you cross your legs, feeling the heat in between your legs increasing. if paige notices she doesn’t say anything, and you enjoy the rest of your meal together without anymore teasing.

when dinner is over she insists on cleaning up the mess and even though you try to object she shoos you away. you head into your room with the roses to draw the bath. your stomach stirs knowing you and her will be in it together soon. you add the bath salts, leaving it smelling amazing in the bathroom, and slowly and carefully drop the pedals into the water, desire seeming to rise with each pedal you drop. you finally light a few candles you had brought in the bathroom and turn off the lights.

as if on cue, paige enters the bathroom. looking around the room and then at you. “this is adorable baby. i love it. thank you so much for doing this for me.” she walks over to u and plants a kiss on your lips, her hands meeting either side of your waist as she looks in your eyes. your heart melts.

you break away from her and begin to undress, and her eyes never move from you as you take each piece of clothing off. her piercing stare making the color of your cheeks pink. once fully undressed you make your way into the bath, the hot water shocking your skin and not helping your growing desire for the blonde girl whose gaze was still fixed on you. you look at her, wanting her to join you so you can finally touch her. she understands and undresses as well smirking at you as you stare shyly at her beautiful body.

“like what you see?” she teases you as she pulls her final layers off, her naked body on full display in front of you.

“i’d like it a lot better if you were in here with me, hurry up” you say impatiently, wanting to touch her so badly. she finally joins you, scooting to the back and leaning on the bath walls, opening her legs so you can lay in between them. you allow her body to engulf yours as you lay the back of your head on her chest, savoring every inch of her skin that’s in contact with yours.

“you’re so pretty baby, can’t believe you’re all mine” she moves your hair away from your neck and places soft kisses along it, trailing down to your shoulder. soft whimpers leave your mouth as your body reacts to her touch, each kiss intensifying the desire that's been brewing all night. "have i made it up to you yet baby?" she whispers in your ear.

your brain goes fuzzy, barely able to think with her sinful lips and voice in your ear, "i'm not sure, i think there might be something else you could do to make it up to me" you try to tease her, but your voice betrays you as it comes out breathless and in between moans.

she laughs, and then whispers again in a low and seductive voice "oh yeah? whats that baby? tell me" she ghosts her finger around your nipple with one hand, and traces circles around the sensitive parts of your stomach, all while continuing to kiss your neck. you are fully gone at this point, shamelessly whining while she works you into total submission.

"cant. not right now. the last surprise. still need to show you." you are so worked up and words are not coming easy at all. you desperately want to get out of the bath and into your set so she can fuck you senseless in bed.

“okay baby, we can get out now. wanna go get that surprise ready?” she puts her hands on your shoulder and stops kissing your neck, you let out a whine at the absence of her touch, but find yourself slowly coming back to reality.

“yes, you wait in here and drain the water and i’ll let you know when you can come in” you say, making your way out of the bath and wrapping a towel around your figure. she nods and pulls the drain while getting out of the bath.

once in your room with the bathroom door shut, you make your way over to your closet and pull out the set you bought. it’s a light purple babydoll slip dress and a matching thong, there’s a bow in the bra part that can be untied to uncover your tits. you bite your lip as you feel your pussy get wet just thinking about her reaction. slowly, you put it on, making sure everything is in order and the bow is pretty for her, even though you know it won’t be tied for long.

“okay. you can come out now, i’m ready” you stand awkwardly, impatiently awaiting her presence and reaction to you. she opens the door and her mouth drops as soon as her eyes meet you. she stands there for a while, unable to say or do anything in awe of you.

“you’re amazing” she says, eyes running you up and down as she takes you in. she is star struck.

“come here and touch me please. make up for today” you whine, feeling so small under her gaze and so needy for her touch. she walks over to you, fingers touching all over you as she gazes at you perplexed.

“so fucking beautiful, all for me” she whispers, one hand cupping your cheek and another snaking its way down your back to grab your ass. her hand moves to the bow covering your chest, and slowly, she pulls the cloth until it unravels and your tits are on full display for her. she shamelessly stares at them, fondling one in her hand and running her thumb around your nipple, eliciting the most obscene noises from you as she does so. "your tits are a masterpiece, cant believe theyre all mine," she admits. both of her hands grip your thighs as she hoists you into her arms and lays you down on the bed, fully on top of you. "want me to fuck you in this baby? is that what you want?" she asks you, hands running up and down your thighs.

"yes. paige. oh my god please." you beg, laying all your desires out in front of her as you let her take full control. she kisses you passionately, hands traveling the expanse of your body and touching you in all of your most sensitive spots.

"so worked up for me huh? tell me how i can make it up to you baby, i'll do whatever you say", she says in a low voice in between kisses, hands traveling dangerously close to the place you need them most as she plays with the band of your panties.

"please fuck me paige, i need you in me right now" you beg, barely holding it together. her hands grab your underwear and she pulls them off of you, leaving your wet and throbbing pussy on full display. her fingers slide in between your folds, rubbing your clit and feeling your wetness.

"youre soaking baby, all because of me yeah? im gonna fuck you so good my sweet girl, make you forget all about what happened" you can barely hear her lude remarks as she rubs your clit. you fear you wont last long with how good her fingers are making you feel.

she slips two fingers in you, your wetness allowing them entrance with ease, she curls her fingers in you as your walls clench around them, touching your sensitive spot as she does so. your hips rut in reaction and moan her name loudly as she rakes in and out of you, "thats my good girl, so fucking loud for me," her pace quickens as she feels you tightening up against her. she knows youre close and is making no effort to prolong your orgasm, wanting to make you feel as good as possible. she moves her thumb to rub up and down against your clit, increasing the sensation as your body reacts to both points of contact.

you were so close, your body in her full control and needing release. "paige. please, faster. im gonna come" you plead. she moves right next to you and sucks on your neck while speeding up her pace inside of you,

"anything for you baby, you can come for me, i love you so much." she whispers, pace quickening as her fingers travel deeper inside of you .

her voice in your ear telling you to come is all you need to send you over the edge. you moan her name as you orgasm and she continues whispering, "so so good, all mine, love how you feel when you come. you look so beautiful right now baby" she slows her pace as you ride out your orgasm, kissing your neck as she continues talking you through it.

as you feel the waves of pleasure subside and you start to come back to your senses, you kiss her for a long time, whimpering in her mouth at the same time. she slowly pulls her fingers out of you, pushing them in your mouth as you lick up your mess. she lays down next to you, holding you in her arms.

"yeah. you definitely made it up to me" you say looking at her and pecking her lips.

"oh, there's more where that came from. i'm all yours tonight baby." she smiles, hand cupping your cheek as she kisses you lovingly.

it was going to be a long night.

#hope yall enjoy #please gas me up or ill delete this #paige bueckers #paige bueckers headcannons #paige bueckers smut #paige bueckers x reader #paige #smut #wlw smut #wlw #uconn wbb #uconn huskies #wlw post #paige bueckers x reader smut #paige bueckers gf

[forgetitbeam]

emoji practice !

#anxi's art #art #drawing #illustration #anxi's silly doodles #danganronpa #dragon ball #oc #dbz #dbs #evillious chronicles #allen avadonia #friends oc #not my oc #goku black #zamasu #discord emojis #i thought it'd be cute to draw some!!!! #hope yall enjoy

[oakbuggy]

i finally fucking drew him

this game is not a want ITS A NEED AND I NEED IT BAD

i may as well put in my twit, just wanna slowly get on it

#avatar frontiers of pandora #avatar way of water #so'lek #solek #frontiers of pandora #doodle #fanart #avatar 2 #digital art #it took me a bit #i still dont #understand his hair #at all #i need to see a character model or something #but i did my best #hope yall enjoy #art

[fred-the-god]

Au time continues, now featuring Remus

Belongs to previously mentioned unamed au

He’s a witch (like Virgil)

He has a pretty high amount of magic, but his raw magic is linked with Romans (they basically share the same magic battery) so that can be an issue sometimes. He is fairly skilled with his magic, he may not know a lot of normal spells, but he gets creative with it.

He is constantly fighting the urge to get more piercings, but his current facial piercings are: right eyebrow, bridge, nose, septum, smiley, snake bites, labret, and dimples. (All but one are ones my sister has/had) And he got 13 ear piercings

#i’m just having fun #i like designing #and I think I’m the one who can’t resist adding more piercings #I had fun with this one #hope yall enjoy #the rat man #sander sides #remus sanders #tss remus #tss au #sanders sides fanart #thomas sanders #my art #digital art #my silly little guy #ts remus #ts virgil #tss virgil #virgil sanders #Remus with red eyes my beloved <3

[moethewriter]

Could u do 14 for that dialog prompt with finnick? I'm picturing district 13 reunion angst. You're an amazing writer!!!

Hello! Of Course I can! Thank you for the kind words anon! -- TITLE: Nothin's Gonna Harm You, Not While I'm Around ... WORD COUNT: 1.1k PAIRING: Finnick Odair x Reader WARNING: Mentions of violence, injury and torture (Nothing super extensive but it's there TAGS: Lot's of angst and introspection lol! SUMMARY: You couldn't look at this face, you knew it would break you. A/N: Thanks for another request! I very much appreciate it! This one is definetlely angsty, and since it's me tons Y/N being in their head and analyzing the situation. Of course I always take construction criticism so please feel free to leave it!

You stayed still, as the doctors surrounding you poked and prodded, checking over every aspect of your person. You knew this was protocol, you knew it was necessary … to help you, or even heal you. But this wasn’t helping. You were exhausted, and just wanted a shower. But above all you were frightened and in pain. The Capitol hadn’t been kind after you had been taken, in fact they were violent and you wanted to forget it all.

You were scared. 

The rescue hadn’t been the smoothest operation, The Capitol sparing no expense to keep you, Johanna, and Peeta in The Capitol. People had died, you could have died but you didn't. You had to put faith in the plan, the one that Haymitch Abernathy had explained, That Plutarch Heavensbee and District 13 had concocted. But that didn’t mean you were okay, that didn’t mean that you were ever going to be okay again

. 

When you had woken up in the Capitol instead of in the arms of Finnick, you had been horrified … You knew there was no escape, no way you could get out, despite ruminating on ever plan to get yourself and your friends out. 

The realization that you hadn’t been rescued from the arena had set in after listening to Johanna’s screams. But you couldn’t place the blame on anyone, you had all separated in there and Katniss was the face of the Rebellion, she needed to get out, they needed to save her before anyone else … The Mockingjay.

You could take some Capitol torture, is what you had thought, after all they had tortured you and Finnick for years after your games.

You winced, as a bright light filled your vision. The Doctors were shining a device in your face.. 

“Cognitive function, still good.” 

You wanted to let out the bitter laugh you had been holding back, but you couldn’t bring yourself too. Your brain was all there, of course. The Capitol and Snow hadn’t taken that from you yet.

Pain filled you, as one of them touched your leg firmly, feeling around the broken skin, the sores and blisters that hadn’t been quite allowed to heal yet. 

“Leg Injury is severe but it’s nothing that won’t heal.”

Right, you remembered having to be carried out of your cell by someone. You had always been quick. That’s something that saved you during your games. You had been fast, quick to hit and quick to run before someone could see you, like a phantom in the night. The Capitol … Snow had made sure you couldn’t run this time. 

“Not like the Mellark boy, she’s safe.”

Your head shot up at the mention of Peeta. You knew that if they rescued you, that Johanna and Peeta would be as well. But … What had happened to them? Fear laced your thoughts, weaving into your mind like a virus. They hadn’t been kind to Johanna, you could hear her screams from your cell … was she safe? 

You looked past the shoulders of the doctors, vision slightly blurry, trying to find your friends. You could see Johanna fighting back, she had always been feisty, you were glad that the Capitol didn’t take that from her. She was pissed, you could tell just by her face. You couldn’t blame her, either. 

Were you really safe?

“Can you tell us your name?” The female doctor asked, gently. She was clearly approaching this with some sense of tact.

Bile rose in your throat, as you shrunk into yourself. “Y/N L/N.” You whispered, voice hoarse, and throat raw. 

“You’re in District 13, you’re going to be okay.” The woman doctor said, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.

You flinched back, violently, despite her gentleness.

“I know you’re frightened but it’s alright.” She spoke again

You couldn’t bring yourself to believe her. 

Nothing felt alright, in fact this whole situation had been fucked from the start, from the reaping to the escape plan … Nothing had gone right. 

“Y/N!? Y/N?!”

You knew who was calling to you. Finnick. But you weren’t sure if you even wanted him to see you like this. You felt broken, you barely felt like yourself at this moment, but you knew that he would fight his way to you. He always would. 

You sank desperately into your bed, shrinking as small as you could sniffling like some coward, or at least that’s what you felt like. 

He found you, after a while, of course he did. He would always find you, and he wouldn’t give up till he knew you were safe.

“Hey.” You could feel his presence crouching down beside you, his voice so quiet.

“Hey.” You whispered back, voice breaking as everything that had happened finally seemed to weigh down on you.

Finnick had always had that effect on you, always able to break down your walls with a simple word. 

You could feel him moving, and then his hand was on yours. You violently wretched it away, on an instinct, almost throwing yourself away from him. 

“Y/N” Finnick whispered, voice cracking.

Tears trailed down your cheeks, hot and salty, burning the small wounds on your face. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him, you didn’t want to see the heartbreak written across his face. Finnick had always prided himself on being a good actor, pretending to be The Capitol darling, but he was never able to do that with you.

The Capitol hadn’t broken you, but seeing Finnick hurt … you knew that would.

“I’m not going to hurt you, I would never hurt you.”

You let out a loud sob, unable to hold it back anymore. You needed him. His arms wrapped around you, and you allowed yourself to sink into the comforting feeling. It was different, everything was different now but he was still Finnick and you were still you. 

“God Finnick I-” 

You didn’t even know what to say.

“I know.” He said, pulling you into his chest. “I know.”

You didn’t know how long you stayed there, crying, and allowing yourself for the first time in weeks to be comforted by the person you loved. 

“I’d burn this world down for you, and Snow is going to be first.” He said, voice rough, rocking you in his arms. “The Capitol doesn’t know what’s coming to them, they hurt you and I can’t let that go. I won’t let that go. They’re never going to hurt you again.”

“As long as you come back to me.” You sniffled.

He kissed the top of your head.

“I will always come back to you.”

And you desperately hoped, with every bit of strength you could muster, that his words were true.

#finnick odair x reader #finnick odair #the hunger games #hunger games #angst #moeswriting #writing #hope yall enjoy

[gothicwill]

love contributing nothing to this fandom no fanfics no edits no fanart just vibes and the occasionally funny textpost

#hope yall enjoy #hannibal #nbc hannibal #will graham #hannibal lecter #hannigram #nbc hannigram #hugh dancy #mads mikkelsen

[stealingyourbones]

Short DPXDC Prompts #924

Frostbite has started to reach out into the living world to help with meta medicine. Working with the Metropolis division of Kord Industries, he assists on creating technologies that can be used for metas with disabilities. Jimmy Olsen has lots of experience with gaining random powers via magic or what have you. Jimmy books a meeting with Frostbite to offer advice and ideas.

#i wrote prompts 910-978 with wheel randomizers for whos going to be in the prompts. it lead to quite odd character pairings #it was fun and helped me push my boundaries for who id normally write #hope yall enjoy #dpxdc #bones prompts #danny phantom

[babblingeccentric]

Kinktober 2: Threesome, Zoro x Reader x Law

Contains: threesome, exhibitionism, reader described as having a "cunt", fake reluctant law, fingering, exactly 100 words

“Well? Are you gonna?” Zoro hooks your knees over his thighs, showing off your dripping center as you moan.

Law stands still and silent on the other side of the mats. 

Zoro spreads your lower lips with his fat fingers, your slick glistening in the low emergency lighting of the submarine. You squirm and the tip of Zoro’s finger slips into you revealing a glimpse of the sweet pink inside of your cunt and Law can’t take it anymore. 

“If this has annoying consequences you’re dealing with it.” He grumbles as he kneels and slips two long tattooed fingers inside

Read about my kinktober prompts and rules for suggesting pairings here

#zoro x reader x law #roronoa zoro x reader x trafalgar law #roronoa zoro x reader #trafalgar law x reader #reader insert #x reader #one piece smut #one piece x reader #fic #mine #my writing #bringing back the old school meaning of drabble which is fic that is exactly 100 words #couldn't get this to come out so i just went for that and im satisfied with getting exactly 100 #plus the other one i did today came out really well so im not too mad #in and ideal world this would be longer but in an ideal world i can just beam a story from my mind onto the page #ANYWAY #hope yall enjoy #kinktober 2023 #kinktober #im still taking suggestions btw

[jazz-miester]

Nsfw One-shot with Bayverse!Optimus, please;)

BtwI’m OBSESSED with your works. I LOVE EM.

I Have Found My Peace In You

Paring: Bayverse Optimus x Reader

Reader type: Gender Nuetral Bot

Song: Would that I- Hozier

Warnings: Smut lol

An: Oh hell yes. Fukin love bayverse Optimus my dude. And i'm glad you like my stuff so much! It means a lot that ya like it lol.

(Also I just did my nails and holy fuck is it hard to type in them. Rip.)

You felt more than saw Optimus come up behind you.His servos settling on your hips before sliding up and over your stomach plating. His helm fell in the crook of your shoulder and neck. His lips pressed to the cabling there. A warm huff of air had you shivering as a smile curved your lips.

"And what are you up to?" Optimus was in a meeting the last time you checked. Something about Autobot and Human alliances that would greatly improve upon the scarce supplies you all had.

You lent back against his chassis as your fingers hovered above the keyboard you were previously engaged with.

"Is it a crime for me to see my Conjunx?" Optimus spoke into your neck. You caught sight of his optics in the reflection of the holo screen. The look of them sent a shiver down your back struts. Often that look was accompanied with your thighs on either side of his helm.

"It is when you are giving me such a look." You could feel him smile. His helm dipping down before nipping at your neck. You yelped and jumped as he soothed it with another kiss. You laughed as smacked at one of his arms wrapped around your waist.

Optimus's response was a laugh of his own and to squeeze your briefly. The sound of it had your spark fluttering. So rare a sound it was anymore. It was pleasant when he did. You couldn't help but wonder what had him in such a light mood.

"Truly, it is your fault. How could I handle myself." He paused pressing yet another kiss to to your neck. "When you are looking the way your are." Optimus couldn't help but find you to be nothing short of divine. The suns low light highlighted all his favorite parts of you. Coupled with the fact that this meeting had actually went well for once. Optimus found himself craving you.

His helm rose digits capturing your chin to turn you towards him. Optimus pressed a chaste kiss to your lips. He took a moment to take all of you in. Optics following the lines and curves of your faceplates. Then there was a tug at your bond. Full of want and desire. Warmth and love. Letting you know just how much he loved you in that moment. The here and the now in between the quiet lull of the war.

"Optimus. I do have reports to finish." They really were not important. You just wanted to tease. You were swiftly turned before your digits could touch the keyboard. The small of your back pressed against it as Optimus leaned forward towards you. You could hear the holo screen going wild until Optimus reached behind you and turned it off.

"The reports can wait." He pressed a kiss to your jaw. One servo traveling over your hip and up your waist.

"Do you really think Ratchet or Lennox would be ok with that?" Optimus huffed an pressed his helm against yours.

"I am the Prime. They can come to me if there is such an issue with it." With a laugh you pulled him in for another kiss. Arms moving to wrap around his neck as he lifted you up by your thighs before resting you on the keyboard.

Foolish decision really. But with him kissing along your neck like this? You were able to discard any real hard feelings about it.

"Oh for the love of Primus. Get a room you two!" Optimus turned to reveal and angry-ish Ratchet. The old war medic was shaking his helm and wagging a digit. Reminding you of one of the old ladies on the rom coms that Bumblebee liked to watch time to time.

"We are in a room old friend. Unless you intend to watch I suggest you leave." You barked out a laugh and smacked his chest with your servo.

"Optimus Prime don't you dare!" You could hear Ironhide laughing while he left just ask quickly as he came pulling a peeved looking Mudflap along with him.

"Absolutely not! I will not have you getting transfluids all over my equipment! Out! The both of you!" Laughing the entire time Optimus pulled you away from the keyboard and holo screen and down the hall. Leaving as you heard Ratchet mumbling about. "A Prime" And "To old to be acting like a couple of younglings freshly bonded."

The short trip down the hall and to the Autobots barracks seemed longer than usual. Then again you were very preoccupied with you lips against Optimus's neck cablings. You could feel his growing heat and hear the hushed growling in his throat.

There was a bond feedback as you felt just how much you were effecting him and honestly you didn't find yourself caring. Instead continuing on with what you were doing with and added roll of your hips against his,

He really did growl then as the door to your habsuit was thrown open. The door all but slammed closed behind the both of you.

You were laid down on the berth with a bit more care and a lot more gently. Optimus hovered above you. His optics cycling as the want went through him.

"Do you realize what you do to me My Spark?" His arms were braced on either side of you. His knees pressed to the berth on either side of your hips. "Truly, you drive me to insanity." His lips found yours. Drawing you close to him. His sweetened breath on yours as his servo came to cradle your face plates before he pulled away. His thumb brushing against your cheek.

"Oh? And you think i'm the unaffected party here?" You turned and pressed a kiss to the palm of his servo. "Really, you've been neglecting me. Being gone for so long." You looked up at him with lidded optics. "You come. Command your troops with that voice of yours and i'm supposed to pretend that i'm ok? It's torture really. I'd imagine it's in that geneva conventions that the humans have."

Optimus laughed. His servo moving away from your jaw to play at the seems on your chassis. "Oh I've been neglecting you now?" His frame moved languidly downwards. Leaving a trail of kisses while he moved before settling between your spread thighs. "Please, allow me to rectify it."

"Mmm. No." Optimus's optics went wide.

"No?" He hummed. "Even if I do this?" His lips pressed against your thighs. To the spot just above your modesty plating. A free servo traveling to the edge of your chassis. Playing at the seems that would lead to your spark chamber.

A surge of pleasure ran through your energy field. The bastard.

Your hips rolled of their own record as he did it again and again. Switching between moving slowly. Smoothly. Like the waves on a calm ocean. Before switching it to a rapid movement. Sure and firm.

Optimus pressed a kiss to your now heated plating. "May I?" He asked. His voice low and hoarse. "Please?" He gave you that same look he had earlier. A soft want pulled at your spark.

You knew that you could end this here. Have everything come to a stop. But then there was the needing. The craving of your conjunx that you have spent to little time with him as of late. Cybertronians are long lived, not immortal.

You let your plating fall back. Both your spike and valve open to the cool air of your habsuit.

Optimus took his sweet time. Trailing kisses to every but the place you craved it most. One servo gently wrapped around your spike as he slowly moved his servo up and down. Taking his time to gather the fluid leaking from its tip before dragging it back down.

Finally. Finally he moved to your valve. Dragging his glossa between your folds before wrapping his lips around your node. He did this again and again as he slowly stroked your spike.

Your hips moved as he did this. Optimus humming as he looked up at you. Watching as you came undone before him. You babbled after a bit. Telling him how much you loved him. Just how good he was and "Oh right there. Please. Frag please don't stop." He hummed again his his digits curled within in you. His mouth now swallowing your spike instead as he pumped his digits in and out of you.

"Optimus.Im. Fraggit." You voice was breathless. Optimus's free servo grabbed one of yours. Settling your joined servos on your stomach as he moved his helm up and down. Optics not once leaving yours as you finally released. Helm thrown back as Optimus swallowed all you had to offer.

"Was that enough of an apology My Spark?" Optimus spoke as he moved upwards. You digits smeared at your own fluids on his face. Wet and shiny it was. The mech always made a mess despite all your complaints. Then again you ever really complained to much. You got to overload repeatedly after all.

"Maybe." You laughed and gave him a kiss. Tasting yourself on his lips as you did so.

"Oh? And what else could you want?" His lips found yours against and again. Your digits dug at every exposed seem of his you could find. Tweaking and pulling at cables and wiring that sent shivers down the Primes frame.

"Your spike. In me." You spoke it near his audial. His mouth once again finding your neck cabling. You hoped that there wouldn't be any bruising. Not wanting to endure the teasing you would sure get from Ironhide and Sideswipe after wards. But after the stunt the two of you pulled in the command center of all places it was sure to happen anyways.

"As My Spark wishes." Optimus pulled himself upwards. Pulling your legs around his hips as he drew you in close. For a brief moment the two of you fumbled with pillows and blankets to place beneath your hips.

His own plating fell back after that. His spike springing out from its housing and bobbing briefly from the force of it.

Optimus moved his spike against your valve. The tip of it brushing against your node had your thighs shivering. Your valve gripping at nothing as you waited for him to finally push into you. You would have began cursing the Prime for not moving sooner until he finally did just that.

He moved slowly. Tourturessly into you. Inch by inch as your valve swallowed him greedily. Optimus paused for a moment when he was full into you. His frame bowed over you. His mouth slightly opened as he cycle cooled air into himself.

Optimus muttered a few curses as he rolled his hips. Dragging his spike against the nodes within you. He did it again and again before pulling out as sliding back within.

He picked up a steady rhythm then. A steady push and pull of his hips.

"Look at you." He muttered. "Taking my spike so well." His vocalizer spat static. His venting just as eratic as yours. "You are doing so good My Spark. Taking me just like that. You feel so good around me." His helm pressed against yours.

"Open your optics." You hadn't noticed that you ever closed this. Enveloped in the pleasure he was bringing out of you. "Open your optics. I want to see you overload. I want you to see what you are doing to your Prime."

He was absolutely undone before you. The crackling charge of your fields in the air. Optimus's optics were blown wide and utterly entranced with your own.

"That's it. That's my good spark. That's it." Optimus rumbled out. His frame shaking from the way he spoke it.

You could feel the growing pleasure coil within you. Winding tighter and tighter with the drag of his hips. Optimus uttered a curse. Then another as his digits found your node. Winding quick tight circles around it until that coil snapped. Broke. Your release followed by his.

He spoke your name. Uttered it like a prayer as your highs came down. Again and again as he kissed along your jaw. His hips pulling away from yours as he fell to your side.

Optimus drew you close to him. Curling his frame around yours.

The two of you laid on your sides facing each other. One of your arms was looped around his. Your other servo cradled his face as he did yours. His other arm was your pillow. Your leg were entwined together as you basked in each others presence.

The two of you said little. As it wasn't needed in the moment. You had almost fallen into recharge if it wasn't for Optimus speaking.

"I am sorry. For not being around more." You could hear the remorse in his voice. You optics opened. Your spark sank and you could feel him on the other side of the bond.

Guilt.

"You are around plenty. Optimus. There is no need to apologize." You pulled him close. Letting him rest his helm against your chassis.

"Still." You stopped him before he could finish.

"Speak on it no longer my Prime. You are here now. And I cherish the time I have with you. It is the effort that you make that brings me peace. Now quiet. Rest. And let me love you." With that Optimus sighed. Wrapped his arms around you and held you close. Basking in the glow of the one his spark was closest to.

#maccadam #valveplug #optimus prime x reader #bayverse optimus x reader #bayverse optimus #smut baby #hope yall enjoy #holy fuck i ahould have made my nails shorter

[mxntjam]

The Brozone Parents?!

Someone requested for my design of the parents so here is my fan design of them.

[Got some inspiration from @/zivazivc]

(Really cool artist check them out!!)

I feel like they were both adventurous with John being

the more crafty one of the two.

I’ll try to post some doodles of them later.

#hope yall enjoy #trolls band together #the brozone parents #brozone #trolls 3 #trolls #troll oc #i think

[rincaruries]

A curse (or a blessing? 👀)

A quick drawing i did as one part of a collab w/ @jodaneko and @kinsdura for this year’s @dcmkkaishinevents One Prompt Challenge ☺️ The word was Soulmates, so we came up with a fun short story to match ☀️💐! I’ve had this sketch in the drafts for a very long time, so I was very happy to finish it <3 More to come from this collab soon!

check out the first part of Jo’s fic ‘When Heliotropes Bloom’ here:

#opc23 #opc23works #kaishin #rincart #dcmk #very happy with their expressions #i think ive improved a lot this year in terms of anatomy and speed #hope yall enjoy #my art

[wumpasluggs]

Geeky and smoked out

#mine.slime #lots of face recently #hope yall enjoy

[fbfh]

curiosity is a wonderful thing - ch 5

wc: 2.3k

genre: political thriller (ish), slow burn, best friends to lovers

pairing: audrey x ben, eventual ben x reader

warnings: reader has a high startle response, audrey is the fucking worst, (mostly one sided) tension between audrey and reader

summary: after introducing the isle kids to the school and its history, audrey finds herself losing the fight for ben's attention to you yet again and she's starting to get sick of it.

song recs: rabbit heart - florance and the machine, pacify her - melanie martinez

a/n: fangz to cici (luv u gurl mcr rox) also fangz to the writing gods for letting me complete this in literally one sitting. no idea how i pulled this one out of my ass but I think it turned out good lol. also same optional fit

tags @yesv01 @magcon7280 @hopefullhearts @thatawkwardlittlefangirl  @sunshineangel-reads @strawberry-cake1 @dustyinkpages @kiara7777

Ben moves quickly, gesturing behind him at the school. He needs to get things back on track, and move past Audrey’s tactless backhanded insults as quickly as possible. He walks down the path as you, Audrey, and the Isle kids follow him. As usual, you’re a step behind him the whole way. Someone nudges you, and you turn around to see Carlos, extending your now chocolate covered handkerchief toward you. 

“Thanks.” You say quietly, accepting it and looking down to tuck it back into your bag. You fuss with the zipper for a moment as you approach the uniformly shaped hedges in front of the school. In your attempts to get your bag closed back up, you don’t notice yourself veering off the path in the wrong direction until you feel Ben’s hand on your back. You look up at him as he guides you to the right with the rest of the group. 

“This way, bunny.” He says quietly, and you smile, slightly embarrassed at having started to go the wrong way again. You’re both so used to Ben course correcting you like this that you don’t notice it anymore. But Audrey notices. She always does. Before she can grab onto his arm again, he uses it to draw the Isle kids’ attention to the school, leaving her unable to hold onto him. 

“Auradon Prep; originally built over 300 years ago and converted into a high school by my father, when he became king.” 

As Ben talks, it reminds you of your own class’s orientation day at the school a few years ago, led by Ben’s dad. You were so nervous that you must have stayed within two feet of Ben the entire time. He’s come such a long way since then, you both have. You could listen to him speak about the school, about this country, about the dynasties of royal families and the positive changes they’ve made for their people for hours. He sounds so much like his dad, and it fills you with a tender sense of pride. 

He pauses in front of the statue of his dad and you smile, knowing exactly what’s coming. He looks up at the granite likeness of his dad’s familiar face, his powerful stance, and claps twice. In an instant, the stone shifts and morphs, depicting him now in his beast form. A shrill scream pierces the air behind you and you jump at the noise, clutching your pearls as you startle. You both look back as Ben instinctively places his hands on your shoulders. It feels stable and reassuring, and you feel your heartbeat begin to calm down at the contact. Audrey waits to see if Ben plans on comforting her too, but he just looks down at you, making sure you’re alright.

“You okay?” He asks quietly. You nod, and he lets out a soft breath.

“Yeah.” You breathe so quietly anyone else would have missed it. 

Audrey lets out an irritated huff, crossing her arms. After that brief moment of reassurance, you look over at Carlos, who seems to have jumped into Jay’s arms. It’s quiet for a moment as Jay unceremoniously drops Carlos back onto the ground, and Carlos attempts to salvage what’s left of his dignity. Ben chuckles lightly, but not maliciously. Carlos notices this and seems confused that someone is actually laughing with him and not at him. 

“Carlos, it’s okay.” Ben says, “My father wanted his statue to morph from beast to man. To remind us that anything is possible.”

Ben hears you finish the last part of the sentence under your breath with him. You’ve both heard his father say those same words thousands of times, and it brings a sudden smile to his face that takes him a moment to get back under control. Part of you wishes that Belle and Adam were here to see him now, see how well he’s doing, how much he seems like both of them in this moment. You know in your bones that if his parents could see him like this, see how naturally and gracefully he talks about the school and the history of his country, they would be proud beyond words. But you’re here to see it, and that feels like enough. 

Mal looks at the statue, seeming unimpressed.

“Does he shed much?” She asks with a note of snarkiness to her voice.

“Yeah,” Ben deadpans, “Mom won’t let him on the couch.”

His quick response wins a look of approval from Mal, a chuckle from the other Isle kids, and a loud laugh from you - the kind that takes a moment to trail off. Once you’ve caught your breath, you turn to him to keep walking, this time in the correct direction.

“There’s lint rollers hidden all over the palace.” You add through a giggle, making Ben laugh audibly. Audrey seems less impressed by the ice breaking banter, keeping a tight smile plastered on her face and fighting the urge to roll her eyes. 

By the time Ben has brought you all into the foyer of the dorms and explained a little more about the history of the school, Mal is already asking about magic. She seems very curious, but like she doesn’t want to seem like she cares all that much - a defense mechanism, you assume. What people don’t know you care about, they can’t ruin. 

“Like, wands? And things like that?” Mal asks casually. 

“Yeah, it exists of course.” Ben begins, “But it’s pretty much retired. Except for some forms.” He finishes, gesturing to you, knowing you’re much more qualified to answer magic related questions. 

“Right.” You agree, “You see, Wonderland magic is based in nonsense, but here in overland where everything is sense, nonsense doesn’t make nearly as much sense, so it really doesn’t work quite as well - or quite the same way - as it would in a place where things don’t make much of any sense at all…” 

You begin to explain, only catching yourself mid ramble towards the end of your train of thought. You trail off, clearing your throat a little. 

“But that’s really a story for another time.” You finish. You don’t want to overwhelm them with information on their first day, and Wonderland rules (or lack thereof), are confusing to most people on a good day. Besides, none of them are from timeless domains, so anything they would learn about Wonderland could only be theoretical. Realization crosses Mal’s face, and she points to you. 

“So you’d be…”

“Alice’s daughter. Of Wonderland.” You clarify. Ben smiles a little, the way he always does when you introduce yourself like that. He thinks it’s so endearing how you think any Alice other your mom would spring to someone’s mind upon meeting you. 

“That explains the teapot bag…” Evie mutters. Someone chuckles, you’re not sure who, but you find yourself hoping this wraps up somewhat soon. You’re trying so hard to be patient, but you were dragged away from Wonderland so suddenly, and it’s always disorienting for you  like that. Besides, you’ve heard whispers of a nest egg that’s sure to hatch soon, and you’re dying to go back to Wonderland so you can get a look at it, maybe get some pictures. 

“Exactly,” Ben says, turning to you. You’re so grateful that he’s always here to help you navigate awkward moments, like when you don’t notice you’ve been rambling, or make a joke that doesn’t make sense to anyone except him. 

“She knows the most about magic out of anyone at Auradon Prep.” Ben continues, turning to you, “It’s just like you said, bunny. Most of us here are just ordinary mortals.”

Mal scoffs at that for two reasons. Not only did a literal prince just call himself a regular average Joe, but you’re supposed to be the one who knows the most about magic? She doesn’t think so. Not when she’s the one with her mother’s spell book hidden in her bag right now. She doubts you’ll still be the one who knows the most about magic starting pretty damn soon. There’s a new queen in town. 

“Ordinary mortals, who… just happen to be kings and queens.” She says. At the discussion of royal status, Audrey suddenly finds herself interested in joining the conversation again. She’s always been a little too eager to talk about royal status and bloodlines for your liking. 

“That’s true!” She says with that glimmer in her eye that only appears when she’s bragging. She reaches for Ben’s arm again, finally managing to grab it. “Our royal blood goes back hundreds of years…”

She pulls Ben’s arm around her shoulder, and he chuckles awkwardly. He catches your eye for a brief moment, silently praying for a graceful way out of yet another moment made uncomfortable by Audrey’s superior attitude and love of public displays of affection. You know exactly what he’s silently telling you from one look at his face, and you nod your head subtly toward the stairs, drawing his attention there. He looks over, spotting Doug on his way down to the great hall. 

“Doug!” He calls, lifting his arm off Audrey to wave Doug over. “Doug, come down.” 

Doug nods, and jogs down the last few stairs. He walks over to meet Ben and you, standing in front of the Isle kids.

“This is Doug.” Ben introduces him to their new students. “He’s going to help you with your classes, and schedules, and show you around the rest of the dorms.” They’re silent, and he can sense their apprehension about being handed off to someone, no matter how well they mask it. 

“I’ll see you later, okay?” He says, with a small smile. There’s a reassuring quality to his tone of voice that puts everyone in the room at ease. The Isle kids seem to relax a little, and Ben continues, “And if there is anything else you need, please, feel free to-” “Ask Doug.” 

Audrey jumps in yet again with that tense smile, cutting off Ben for the… you’ve lost count of how many times, at this point. There’s some more forced laughter between Audrey and Mal, then before you know it, Audrey is dragging Ben away. You start to leave as well, reaching into your bag for your journal to check where you’re supposed to be right now. 

“Bunny!” Ben calls, and you turn your head. “This way.” 

You turn and scurry a few steps to catch up with him and Audrey. As Doug leads them to their dorms, Evie looks back, her gaze lingering on Ben’s hand resting on your back. Something he’s done very casually a few times in the short while they’ve been here in Auradon, but never once to his actual girlfriend. Evie might be a pretty face, but she’s definitely not stupid when it comes to love. She sighs, and crosses Ben off her mental list of potential princes. One girl she can easily compete with, but two other girls fighting for his attention means he’s just not worth her time. Besides, if Audrey doesn’t stand a chance against you - which she sure doesn’t seem to in Evie’s opinion - she’s sure it won’t be easy for anyone else, even someone as gorgeous as her. 

Across the great hall, Audrey stares straight ahead. She refuses to look at you, rolling her eyes and forcing a smile before turning specifically to look at Ben. 

“But Bennyboo,” She says patiently, “We’re supposed to have dinner tonight, remember?”

Ben’s brow furrows for a moment before he remembers the plans they had made.

“Oh, right.” He wonders how he could have forgotten that, but chalks it up to the very busy, very important day. 

“So we should probably get going,” she says to you, insincerely sweet. “Let’s catch up later, ‘kay?”

She begins to drag Ben away from you, but he hesitates for a moment. Suddenly he remembers why he hadn’t been thinking about dinner with her yet. 

“Actually, Audrey, we’re uh,” he looks at you before turning back to her. “We’re having dinner later. After the council stuff this evening.”

Finally, her mood drops in a way that no amount of chipper facades and tropical punch energy drinks can disguise. 

“...Right.” She says slowly, watching Ben take another step closer to you. 

“We actually need to…” He says, trailing off as you hold out your pocket watch for him to look at. The hands are a little too close to the word Late! for his comfort. 

“Oh god.” He mutters quietly. Audrey huffs and he turns back to her, really needing to wrap this up. 

“You’re welcome to join us, if you want.” He offers, kindly telling her that either way, you two need to leave right now. Her forced smile grows stale at the idea of having to sit through even more boring meetings, especially unnecessary ones. 

“I have a thing.” She says quickly, “I really need to go over the cheer routines we’re doing for the next tourney match. I cannot let Jane be an embarrassment to the squad again.” 

“Okay, so dinner later.” Ben confirms. He walks over to give her a chaste peck on the cheek before dragging you away to the next meeting you’re almost late for. She watches the way his hand stays on your back, even when you must clearly know where you’re going. She watches the way you talk to each other as you leave, animatedly and closely in a way that feels too intimate for her liking. 

You and Ben are always on the same page, you always have been. She knew what she was getting into when she started dating Ben, she knew about the busy schedule and all the meetings and how close you two are, but she just figured… She hoped that he would have started to like her more than you by now. There’s still time, she reminds herself. She can wrap her Bennyboo so tight around her finger that he forgets all about his little best friend. 

#curiosity is a wonderful thing #descendants #descendants x reader #ben florian #ben florian x reader #liddell!reader #im sick btw #flu game by fall out boy starts playing #but yeah #in a writey tippy tappy mood #hope yall enjoy

[fuck-off-im-ace]

I hate that I let this drag on so long, now I hate myself Hate that I let this drag on so long, you can go to hell

Chappell Roan - Casual

#hello i am back with new gifs #hope yall enjoy #yes i took that first shot just for the hint of abs #what about it #im gay #sue me #chappell roan #casual #Vevo DSCVR Artists to Watch 2024 #queer artist #lgbt artist

[bonebrokebuddy]

Okay, I just saw ur WIP challenge post, and cuz I'm addicted to DPxDC, could I ask about numbers 22 to 25? Cuz W H A T- all of those short-circuited my brain to think about consecutively

(If I can only ask about one per ask, could I ask about the Amity Park Nuclear Blast Zone one? Cuz omg that would explain so much if the timeline was lined up JUST the right way-)

Ty for all these suggestions because I now have the motivation to complete them. Most of 22-25 I have nearly completely done or have the beats planned out but need more research.

I'll make sure to tag you when each gets finished so you can see the ones you requested!

So far, you got me to finish up 22!  

A Summoning Going Dead Wrong (an ask by @sagaduwyrm I commandeered from @stealingyourbones that got stuck in WIP hell for the past month and is FINALLY done.)

The original ask: 

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stealingyourbones original intro section:

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Oh my god. 

I love this so much this is incredible.

Batman is grumpy, Flash is pissed, Superman is confused, all of the leaguers are frustrated because Madame Xanadu’s instructions weren’t working.

Go to the middle of bumfuck nowhere Illinois: check.

Recreate an insanely intricate summoning circle using a grocery list worth of extremely rare items: check.

Precisely at 3am start chanting the words from an ancient scroll that was written in a long forgotten dead language: check.

They followed Madame Xanadu’s instructions to the “T” and yet the ritual isn't working.

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Where I continued: 

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It always starts the same. An icy wind tears out of the circle as a it begins to glow a viscous green hue.

 A metallic taste filling their mouths as the taste of ozone thicky permeates the air. The static almost reminiscent of touching your tongue to a 9V battery. 

 Oozing toxic green sludge begins to seep upward from the center of the circle, the color so bright it flickers out of human perception. The pile suddenly loses it’s viscosity and like popping a balloon of paint over someone, the goo splashes down, disappearing into the summoning circle, revealing, once again, the wrong damn person floating in the center. Danny Fenton.

Hal let out an annoyed groan as he sunk into the shitty lawn chair and let his head fall limp to the side as he watched Batman’s fifth attempt that week to summon The Ruler of Infinite Realms, yet again the wrong guy.

They knew Danny already, hell, he was a sweet kid who helped to set up the damn summoning circle on the first day of the JL’s arrival.

Danny and his Aunt Alicia were the ones who offered to let the League use a small section of her cornfield to do the ritual.

That same Danny, now out of his farm working clothes and in his pajamas, is currently floating above the summoning circle meant to bring The High Ghost King to earth. Hovering as if an invisible wire is holding his chest up while the rest of his body is slack for just a moment as Batman finishes the last incantation. 

The humid night summer air hits them with full force as the icy wind gets harshly sucked back into the portal leaving their ears and noses bitten with the rush of cold air, leaving their ears pop with the pressure drop, along with it disappears the eerie green glow. 

The only sign that the circle was active is the lingering taste of acid and the quickly dispersing feeling of static electricity. As last words are spoken Danny drops like a sack of potatoes from his position floating five feet in the air. 

The Flash zips over to and catches him before he hits the ground. The movement jarring Danny awake instantly, who quickly takes a glance around him at the cornfields and back at the Flash and relaxes. 

Then immediately tenses again as Flash zips him over to an empty lawn chair, the cornfield rustling his wake, and sets him down before heading back to his own lawnchair next to Hal’s. 

Bonelessly, Danny seeps into the lawnchair’s hold as he groans, looking exhausted, then glancing at his clunky neon green and white watch with his father’s face peering up at him from the end of the watch’s hands. 

“You guys know that I get up at 5 to milk the cows, right? Not at 3. Thanks for the wake up call but this is a little earlier than I’d like.” Danny said. 

Batman turned to face the pajama-clad farm boy and sighed, “We’ve had this discussion before, Fenton. The summoning must begin at the witching hour per the instructions or we risk summoning another entity instead.”  

“World’s greatest detective and he cant punch a hole through reality right,” Danny groaned as he limply flopped his head toward Batman who was heading to join the rest of the group around the fire, “At this point I should just stay up with you guys and wait if this keeps happening.”

Batman narrows his eyes and begins to open his mouth when Danny cuts him off, “If you say another word about me knowing what nights you try to summon the Ghost King on may interfere with the process and might decrease the odds of a successful summon, I am going to find the High Ghost myself and ask it to remove every gargoyle and grotesque perch in gotham and dump them into the sewer.” 

Flash scrubs his face in his hands and distantly looks over to Batman, “Give the kid a rest Bats. It’s been five times we’ve dumped him in this field without a warning. I can’t blame him for being at least a little displeased.” He turns to the yawning kid fighting off sleep next to him,  “Sorry man, we really thought it would work this time” 

“No, that's fine. Again, I really shouldn’t have tried to sleep if I knew you guys were going to keep up at it.”  Danny looked around at the other supers huddled around the campfire, sitting in lawn chairs that were all similar states of decay. 

“We still doing s’mores?” 

Hal grabbed the mostly empty bag of jumbo marshmallows next to his seat and tossed them to Danny, “Saved some just for you, kid.”  

Batman’s eyes narrowed from where he sits, now also sitting on the opposite side of the fire as Danny with Wonder Woman on his left and Superman on his right as he maintains direct eye contact with Hal.

The fire crackled inbetween them as Hal sighed and looked at Bruce, “No kidding, he’s pissed Bats. You're the one who keeps pressing that we need to summon this Ghost King. From what the kid says, if it’s still summoning him then it’s just finding the highest source of ectoplasm in the area and bringing it to the circle. Doesn’t help that the kid’s ecto-contaminated enough from his upbringing that it just pulls him in. I cannot imagine that he’s pleased at being awoken at ass-o-clock in the morning for the fifth time.”

“Hhm, you’re just mad you’re not getting your beauty sleep, Hal.”

“Oh trust me, I am. But we can’t just keep summoning this poor kid over and over.” 

“I’m 18!”

Ignoring the kid, Hal continued, “We need a way to fix this. Have we called Constantine yet?”

Batman sighs and rubs the bridge of his nose, “I’m aware this was another failure,” 

“You can say that again” Danny grumbles as he assembles his s’more with more force than necessary.

“It’s been a repeated mistake so far, I will admit that Daniel.” 

“Don’t call me that.” Danny snaps.

“Dan.”

“Don’t call me that either.”

“Danny, then. It is important that we keep trying. Constantine will be here in three days if this is not sorted out by then. However, I’d prefer to not interact with that man if I can help it so we will continue until then to do it with our own efforts.”

Danny, not Daniel and especially Not Dan, now gripes, roasting (or more accurately, burning the everloving shit out of) his smore over the fire, “I don’t even understand why it’s so important to summon him- oh shit!” 

The marshmallow melted off the stick and fell into the flames, already being a charred brick of carbon, it probably wouldn’t taste all that different from the cinders it fell on. 

Danny turned to Hal, “do we have more?” 

“Sure do, kid. Got a whole bag.” Hal grabbed and handed Danny a new marshmellow who viciously skewered the poor thing and shoved it mercilessly back into the flames. 

As his marshmallows immediately burst aflame, he turned back to Batman and repeats, “I don’t even understand why it's so important. He’s not even that cool of a guy, I swear.” Danny retrieved his newly made lump of coal from the fire and turned away to assemble the rest of his s’more, clearly not done with complaining but deciding to not test any more of Batman’s limit to dealing with half-dead children. —-- Clark sighed to Bruce’s right. His cape rustled lightly in the slight breeze that ran through the cornfield. That same breeze was also blowing the smoke from the fire directly in his face. He was told to be in this spot. Or more accurately, he was bullied to by Hal and Barry while Bruce, (who Clark just knew was getting a kick out of seeing Superman, The Man of Steel have to deal with directly inhaling campfire smoke for hours on end) stood watching from the shadows with a slight grin on his face because while Bruce didn’t admit it out loud, he was an asshole who liked seeing Clark in minor amounts of misery) who said that there wasn't enough spaces around the fire for someone to not be directly in the smoke’s path so he should sit there because technically didn't need to breathe.

The bane of his existence, the lot of them. Especially Bruce. At least tomorrow he’ll be able to watch Bruce struggle to milk a cow. The nerve of city boys these days. 

Clark took his eyes off the fire and turned to look at the asshole who’s made his days a little more bearable, “What do we do now Batman? This clearly isn’t working right.” He spoke quietly, turning his unnaturally sky blue eyes to observe Danny who was now making his second s’more while asking(interrogating) Hal again about the aliens he’s met while working for the Green Lantern Corps.

To his right he could hear the sound of heavy shifting fabric and quietly squeaking leather, the beat of Bruce's heart still as steady as ever as the white lenses of the cowl’s eyes stared at Clark’s back. 

Despite his frustration, Bruce hid it well, as he always did. But Clark could tell. “We did everything exactly as Madame Xanadu instructed. Either her instructions were wrong or we’re missing something,” Bruce spoke back in barely a whisper as he knew that Clark would be able to hear him no matter how quiet he attempted to be. 

After all, there was no need to talk louder on Bruce’s end. As long as Clark spoke loud enough for him to hear, they could converse partially in secret among the heroes around the fire.  

“Constantine is coming in three days.” Clark shifted his gaze back to Bruce who sat in his lawnchair with his typical guarded posture, the fire casting dramatic shadows across his face covered in the sculpted cowl, “You sure Captain Marvel is not available?” Clark asked.

“Marvel is currently dealing with matters at the Rock of Eternity.” Batman whispered. “It’s important that we continue to try to get incontact with the Ghost King with as least outside help as we can manage. Madame Xanadu said that he may be a powerful ally but could turn into a great threat if we’re not careful. The faster we establish contact, the faster we can determine whether this Ghost King can be trusted.”

“And be able to determine how to take him down if he goes rogue.” 

“The faster we get him on our side, the longer I have to-” Clark huffed and cut the Dark Knight of Gotham off. 

Leaning his arm back over the chair, he raised his eyebrows at his friend. All too used to Bruce’s need for contingency plans. “And the faster you’ll be able to find a way to take ghosts down? I know that you need us here in case something goes wrong because otherwise you would have done this yourself.” 

Clark continued, “But if this doesn’t work, Perry is going to threaten to fire me again if I don’t come back with a story about a peace treaty with the Ghost Realm.”

Bruce shifted his cape around himself, “He’s a powerful ghost with unknown abilities and is rumored to be able to take down entire cities with a massive skeletal army. I’m obviously out of my depth here, Clark.” 

“Hm.” 

They both fell into a comfortable silence for a moment. A light rustling breeze passed through the cornfield, making them wave softly as the sound of crickets in the distance and the crack of embers, pierced the humid night air. The sky overhead was filled with stars with the moon almost at its fullest. 

The silence was quickly broken by Hal who piped up from across the now dying fire, “Hey lovebirds! Now that you’ve stopped having one of your creepy one way conversations. I’d like to head inside for the night.”

Clark could hear Bruce just fine, it wasn’t his fault that Hal didn’t have the superhearing necessary to understand the other half of the conversation. It helped that the reactions it got were funny.

Hal continued, “it’s now 3:30 in the morning and Danny over here,” he nodded his head in Danny’s direction, “looks dead on his feet.” 

Danny, sure enough, looked absolutely exhausted.  

“Pfft, nah, only about half dead. I used to only get way less sleep in high school. Guess I’m just not used to it anymore.” Danny yawned and rubbed his eyes.

Hal patted Danny on the back and stood up, “Come on, kid. Let’s head back inside so you can catch up on your sleep.”

Danny waved him off, “It’s all good. I went to bed at eight so I got a good seven hours of sleep. Just not quite used to being magically summoned in the middle of a cornfield at 3am yet,” he said, brushing off his pajama pants and standing up.

“I better head inside and change so I can get a head start on cleaning the cow shed.” Clapping his hands on his legs, Danny hauled himself to his feet freeing himself from the ratty lawnchair’s grasp and headed down the gravel path to the farmhouse.

To the average human, the night sky just ever so barely illuminated the long path back. But to Clark, he could see the boy retreat as if it were day. Watching the boy reach the junction of the path then pause and think for a moment. Turning around he called out to the group of heros,

“By the way, who is Constantine?”

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Wine Valentine - Ammon story pt.1 & pt.2

The day after The Valentine's party ended successfully.

While I was resting in my room I remembered the time I spent with Ammon...

A few days ago a party was held at Grosvenor's house...

I was visiting a party venue that Ammon and the others were preparing.

Ammon: So..! Will the wall decorations look like this?

You: Things are going well, aren't they?

Ammon: That's right. We have also decided on which food and wine will be served.

Ammon: The preparations are almost finished. I'll have some spare time.

You: Right.

Ammon: Ah, also. As we've come to Grosvenor's mansion...

Ammon: Aruji-sama. Should we take a walk in the garden?

You: Eh..?

Ammon: I took a glimpse at it as I was preparing for the party. It was a lovely garden.

Ammon: There aren't many chances to visit Grosvenor's garden. I'll make sure to escort aruji-sama properly♪

Ammon: So, aruji-sama... Will you spend some time with me?

You: That seems a bit intimate...

Ammon: Isn't that good..? There's no one here now.

Hanamaru: ... We are literally here?

Ammon: Oh? If it isn't Hanamaru-san.

Hanamaru: Don't "oh" me. We've been here from the very beginning.

Ammon: Hehe. My bad~

Ammon: There's only lord in my eyes...

Bastien: Hm... That's not good, Ammon-san.

Bastien: As aruji-sama's butler... You should always be aware of your surroundings.

Ammon: Are you serious, Bastien..

Yuhan: Fufu... I also don't think that it's good to keep things all to yourself, Ammon-san.

Lato: Me too... I also want to walk alone with aruji-sama.

Ammon: Hehe. Well, I guess I can't just monopolize aruji-sama~

Ammon: The Valentine's Day is almost there... I feel like spending some romantic time with aruji-sama.

You: "Romantic time" you say...

Ammon: Huh? After all, that's what the Valentine's day is about?

Hanamaru: Oh my... Don't just say that, Ammon. We're all holding back here.

Hanamaru: Isn't this right, everyone? We all want to be romantic with aruji-sama?

Yuhan: Now, what is it? I'm a well-mannered butler.

Hanamaru: Liar. For those who say that, it's better...

Yuhan: ...Better..? What is it?

Hanamaru: Nothing.

You: (I wonder what it was...)

Yuhan: Right. By the way, Ammon-san...

Yuhan: As the food and drinks were decided... How about to choose flowers to decorate the room?

Ammon: Right, flowers...

Ammon: In the eastern land... There's a custom to arrange flowers, right?

Lato: Arranging... flowers?

Ammon: Right. It's a bit different in Central land.

Ammon: Combined with a beautiful vase... A well-thought-out beauty.

Yuhan: Yeah. I think it's suitable for Central land.

Yuhan: Aside from ikebana, I think that "Chabana"(?) would also be good.

You: -Chabana...?

-( There are even tea flowers....)

Bastien: Chabana... That's the first time I heard about it.

Ammon: In short, tea flowers are the flowers that are displayed in the tea room.

Ammon: Rather than ikebana, it puts more emphasis on being natural. Seasonality of flowers is also the key.

Ammon: For example, fresh windflowers picked up in nature.

Hanamaru: Heh, as expected from Ammon. You know everything about flowers.

Ammon: Hehe. Well, not that I've done it myself. I just have this knowledge.

Ammon: But, I see. Chabana...

Ammon: In Grosvenor's garden flowers are grown in flower beds. Besides, there are windflowers...

Ammon: It might be interesting to try.

Ammon: That's why I need everyone to quickly pick up some flowers!

You: Eh, now?

Bastien: Looking for flowers..? I'm not sure which I should choose....

Ammon: That's okay. Even if the flower seems simple, that's its charm.

Bastien: I see. Then, Ammon-san will...?

Ammon: I'll arrange the vase.

Ammon: I'll prepare the vase that perfectly matches the atmosphere of Eastern land.

Ammon: I'll bring the catalog... I'd like to hear aruji-sama's opinion.

You: Mine?

Ammon: Of course. You're the guest at the party, after all.

Ammon: I don't think it'll be too difficult. Don't worry too much♪

You: Understood.

Bastien: I see.. I'll leave it to Ammon-san then.

Yuhan: Then, aruji-sama. Please, excuse me for a moment.

You: Mm, good luck.

The butlers bowed. They left me alone with Ammon as they left to pick up the windflowers.

Ammon: They're gone....

You: Let's choose the vase together.

Ammon: Oh-ho? What did you say, aruji-sama?

Ammon: What vase? I've already put one in another room next to ours. (This dude---)

You: Eh...?

Ammon: Hehe. Which flowers would decorate the venue have been decided in advance.

Ammon: We have arranged the perfect tableware... The only thing to do was to decorate it with flowers.

Ammon: Everyone decided to collect flowers by themselves.. I just went along with that♪

You: But, what for..?

Ammon: Hehe. That would be...

Ammon: I will spend some private time with aruji-sama♪

Ammon: Speaking of The Valentine's day... You need to spend time with your loved ones.

Ammon: And speaking of my loved ones, it's aruji-sama, of course.

Ammon: We have delicious wine here...

Ammon: With important to me person... Drinking wine, while being surrounded by beautiful flowers...

Ammon: Well, the flowers are still to be here. While aruji-sama is here, that's already enough.

Ammon: Hehe. What about aruji-sama?

Ammon: With your loved one... You don't want to loose romantic time, do you..?

You: Teasing me like that again...

Ammon: Teasing..? I'm being honest, aruji-sama.

Ammon: The words of feeling the importance of aruji-sama... There's not even a single lie.

Ammon: Thinking how to spend more alone time with aruji-sama... As a result, I alienated other butlers.

Ammon: Hey... What are the true intentions of aruji-sama..?

Ammon: For someone like me... Is it okay to tell my true feelings..?

You: A-Ammon..

I was fully aware that it was the part of his strategy, but... When I look in those serious eyes... I can't help but speak my true feelings.

Lato: Kufufu... That's it, Ammon-kun.

You: !?

Ammon: Oh? Isn't that Lato-san?

Ammon: And everyone else... Have you already finished picking the flowers up?

Hanamaru: No. Actually, we were interrupted by the guard.

Yuhan: He said that the flowers were needed to decorate the party venue...

Yuhan: "You can't pick these flowers! Go to a flower shop!" is what he said...

Yuhan: Jeez.. That's a real problem for those, who can't understand simple beauty.

Bastien: Since we had no other choice, we decided to come back.

Hanamaru: Hehe. Looks like we made the right decision.

Hanamaru: Had it been a bit later, Ammon would pick the most beautiful flower.

Ammon: No wa~y, Hanamaru-san. Don't say such bad things about me.

Ammon: I just wanted to enjoy the atmosphere of The Valentine's day. Surely, aruji-sama would understand that it's just for fun♪

Hanamaru: However, why is aruji-sama's face so red?

Lato: It's good that there are vases in other room.

You: U-Uhm...

Ammon: Alright, everyone! There's a little time left to prepare for the party.

Ammon: Let's all work hard to collect the most beautiful flowers♪

Hanamaru: Ah. Changing the topic.

Yuhan: Fufu. But Ammon-san is right.

Yuhan: Since we have time... Let's all work hard to make the best pre-party.

Bastien: Yeah.. That's right.

So I watched as Ammon and the others decorated the venue... I wonder whether Ammon was serious or not earlier...

***

"So that's how it is" I thought as I flipped through the wine catalog. Ammon was very hospitable at the pre-party... Now, it's my turn to repay him. I bought him wine from Rosetown... And for Ammon... I prepared his favorite cheese. Being happy with him... I wanted to express it in a gift.

Knock knock.

You: Come in.

Ammon: As I said, I came alone, aruji-sama~

Ammon: I heard that you wanted to do something...

Ammon: Hehe. Maybe it has to do something with The Valentine's day~?

You: I want to give this to you.

Ammon: Eh? This is...

Ammon: Wine..? And, could it be..

Ammon: Really... Could it be a Valentine's gift?

You: - That's right.

- Thank you, Ammon.

Ammon: Hehe. Thank you, aruji-sama.

Ammon: This is... Rosetown's wine, right?

You: Apparently it goes well with cheese.

Ammon: Really? You've adapted it to my taste!

You: If you'd like, you can drink now.

When I said that, Ammon sat at the table I had prepared in advance. He took the empty glass and some cheese.

Ammon: Hehe... I had never thought that I would spend The Valentine's day with aruji-sama...

Ammon: Of course, I'll drink some! Because everything is delicious when I'm with aruji-sama.

Ammon: So, excuse me...

As Ammon pour some wine into the glass, he fully enjoys the scent. As he takes one sip... He takes some time to enjoy the taste.

Ammon: ... It's delicious, aruji-sama.

Ammon: The moment you open the bottle, there's a faint fragrance...

Ammon: It felt like flowers had bloomed in my mouth.

Ammon: Aruji-sama's feelings... They feel like flowers with no thorns.

Ammon: Hehe. I can't believe you gave me such a wonderful present...

Ammon: Really... Aruji-sama likes me♪

As usual, Ammon says something that is hard for me to respond to... But today I was a little braver than usual.

You: I really do.

Ammon: Eh...

You: I want you to continue being by my side.

Ammon: Erm... Aruji-sama...

Ammon: That's... Could it be....

Ammon: The revenge for pre-party time?

You: Did your heart flutter...?

Ammon: Hehe. It pretty much did♪

Ammon: I've never expected it from aruji-sama...

Ammon: But... If you allow me to give you a piece of advice...

Ammon: Don't you think the main part was revealed a little bit too early?~

Ammon: If only you could make me more nervous... It'd be more interesting~

You: I'm nothing like Ammon...

Ammon: Hehe. Well, I'm a pro in this sphere.

Ammon: ( Although, if I was more nervous... I doubt that I'd be able to restrain myself...)

You: What's wrong?

Ammon: N-No... Nothing!

Ammon: Spending The Valentine's day with aruji-sama is the best... I had to clench my teeth.

Ammon: Well then. We have wine and cheese...

Ammon: Just a little bit longer... Is it okay if I spend some more time being happy? Aruji-sama...

You: Of course.

Although I said something like that to make Ammon's heart flutter, I had to gather all my courage up.... I had to back up... I was more nervous, than I thought I'd be. And now... I wonder if Ammon always harbors feelings like that. While I was thinking about it... I spent some time with Ammon on The Valentine's day.

THE END.

a/n: I really hope you don't mind my adapted translation because holy shit the translation of translator is something. also, please don't mind any grammatical errors, it's literally like midnight and I suck at grammar. hope y'all enjoyed seeing blushing ammon. (because i really did)

#akuneko #aknk #あくねこ #悪魔執事と黒い猫 #holy shit #it took longer than i expected #i love this man so much #i love it when aruji-sama is bold #slay #BLUSHING AMMON>>>> #god it's my favorite card now #i adore yuhan and hanamaru's interactions #more blushing men please #god help me #hope yall enjoy