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imyourbratzdoll · 2 years

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I’d like to thank @junipermuses - @royalsweetteaa - @st3rgirl - @foreverenchantingchrisevans for all of their help with creating my first kinktober and their putting up with me annoying them with it💗 and an extra thanks to @foreverenchantingchrisevans for making my kinktober sign💗

🌸𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓-𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑!🌸

🔞𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊/18+ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆! 𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐎 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 18 𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄!🔞

𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐋, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑.

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓.

🌸𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 1🌸:

3rd 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑜𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉

ft cop boyfriend steve rogers x girlfriend reader.

dry humping and praising

5th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝑒𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹

ft jock jake wyler x naive reader.

glory hole and corruption/innocence

7th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝓌𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔

ft roommate colin shea x roommate reader.

voyeurism

9th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉

ft sheriff lee bodecker x criminal reader.

face-fucking and cum eating

🌷𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 2🌷:

10th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝒶𝓏𝑒𝒹

ft tutor jake jensen x student reader.

cream pie and breeding kink

12th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒

ft step-dad johnny storm x step-daughter reader.

exhibitionism

14th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌

ft neighbour lloyd hansen x neighbour reader.

dubcon

16th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹

ft boyfriend chris evans and his best friend sebastian stan x girlfriend reader.

sharing kink and cuckolding

🍄𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 3🍄:

17th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓁

ft camboy ransom drysdale x camgirl reader.

spanking and being recorded

19th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒

ft best friend’s brother curtis everett x inexperienced reader.

somnophilia

21st 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒

ft coach lance tucker x assistant coach reader.

overstimulation and semi-public sex

23rd 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈

ft doctor steve kemp x patient reader.

dacryphilia and knife kink

💗𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 4💗:

24th 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎𝒹𝑜𝓁𝓁

ft boss bucky barnes x co-worker reader.

fingerfucking

26th 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉

ft caregiver frank adler x babysitter reader.

cockwarming

28th 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓎

ft lawyer andy barber x naive reader.

daddy kink and thigh riding

30th 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒

ft were-bear ari levinson x fairy reader.

monsterfucking, public sex and sex pollen

31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 - 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓌𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈

ft daddies ari levinson, nomad steve rogers, curtis everett. their best friends bucky barnes and andy barber and reader’s teacher jake jensen x little student reader.

group sex, begging, voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sir kink, semi-public sex, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, sharing kink, cum eating, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, nipple play, spit kink, hair pulling, squirting, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cuckolding, aftercare, being recorded and teasing

this fic is dedicated to @junipermuses without her, it wouldn’t exist💗

31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 2 - 𝓁𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂

ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen and his best friend johnny storm x naive reader.

voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, fingerfucking, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, aftercare, exhibitionism and teasing

also this one @junipermuses 💗

31st 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 3 - 𝒶𝓅𝒽𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒

ft stepdad steve rogers, step-uncle bucky barnes, stepbrother jake jensen, his best friend johnny storm, neighbours ari levinson, andy barber and their brothers curtis everett and frank adler x naive reader.

voyeurism, degradation, praising, daddy kink, sharing kink, cuckolding, fingerfucking, group sex, facefucking, overstimulation, spanking, breeding kink, dirty talk, oral sex, hair pulling, deep throating, cock and ball worship, cum eating, aftercare, teasing, spit kink, semi-public sex, begging and exhibitionism

and this being part 2 of lavender dreams, dedicated to @junipermuses 💗

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happyk44 · 10 months

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A doctor rushing to a small town on horseback, praying diligently to Hermes for safe and speedy travel so that they may make it before the patient is too sick to help. Hermes hearing this - and curious by it. People often ask for safety from thieves. Thieves ask for luck amongst the roads, potential targets to snag and steal. Merchants request shortcuts so they may sell their wares quicker. Rarely does he ever hear prayers for safety, for speed, for luck so that someone may help another.

So he follows silently, a little sparrow soaring above. Slips down from the air to the ground, as tiny as a mouse, and darts rapidly behind running boots. Watches from the corner of a room as a child weakly breathes and a doctor patiently attends to them.

It's interesting to him, the care. He's not yet seen it much in travelers - seen it in families, of course, in friends. But never in strangers. People are wary of those they meet on roads. Strangers on hidden paths, far away from helpful eyes and warrior swords, prickle with potential danger.

And yet...

It's interesting to watch the colour rise back to a pale face, cheeks flushed, lungs drained of fluid and now breathing clearer. A medicinal paste is rubbed into a lanced wound. Clear words, clear instructions.

The doctor stays for a few more days, attending to small ailments, checking in on the child. And then they're off to the next town, praying for safety and speed so they may help those who need it before it's too late.

He follows. He watches. He learns.

It fascinates him. Healing, helping. Traveling roads endlessly to take care of others. Even at cost, it's baffling. The effort, the drive - how do they manage it? Aren't they tired?

All travelers settle down eventually. Nomadic lifestyles run thin as age impacts movement. Energy. And yet on and on this doctor roams. And others soon follow.

Please, Lord Hermes, they whisper into rushing wind, please let me make it in time. Before someone falls prey to Death's cold scythe. I just want to help.

Okay, he whispers back, inaudible to their ears but not to their growing spirit. Run, my child. You will make it. You will help.

#was thinking about how the cadauceus is the symbol of medicine when it should be the rod of Asclepius #but also my belief that since doctors often traveled from town to town they were under hermes's guidance just as traveling merchants were #and travel is still normal for medicine!! traveling nurses are still a thing you know #and doctors who go overseas to perform medicial procedures in impoverished places that dont have access to that kinda care #happy talks greek mythos #hermes #he's curious and he follows and he learns

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mochiwrites · 1 month

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so since evo is part of the whole backstory thing I think? since you wrote something for it. does that mean crafting dead is scar’s backstory too? If so then how did grian and scar end up meeting/falling in love?

it is, yeah! I talked a little bit about how they met here and as a bonus, I talked here about some of the evo stuff!

so! expanding on my thoughts a bit more, I think they were pretty young when they first met. scar is young for a vex and grian is just a regular old human player. he's not an avian pre-evo

I'm gonna run with the idea that every server and player world is connected to one giant hub -- kinda like a computer database. so for scar, he had to escape from his crafting dead world (I'm thinking scar's world got corrupted, maybe by the watchers? but the corruption is how the virus broke out and the zombies appeared).

it took him a while because he had to get the materials to create a portal and he had to fix his communicator to even be able to connect anything to the main hub. I have to flesh this out more, but that's the basic idea rn!! soooo he manages to get out of the world (before it completely collapses and the code is destroyed).

scar kinda wanders for a bit, has to find himself now that he's not clawing for survival every day. and he ends up stumbling on the hypixel hub, which will give him exactly what he needs: an excuse to explore who he is and who he wants to be. he definitely picks up his conman lifestyle here.

then enter grian, who's essentially behaving as a nomad. I think he's a builder for hire, doing a lot of free lance stuff. he's got an apartment in hypixel and a somewhat established life.

as for how he and scar meet? well that's easy. scar scams him :D

scar gets maybe one or two days before grian is marching up to him and demanding compensation because he knows scar scammed him. scar tries to play it off but grian is Stubborn and really cute, and scar, in all of his smartness and not at all being influenced by his attraction, apologizes and offers to make it up to grian.

I think scar is kinda. homeless. he's just wandering hypixel, exploring what he can with what little money he manages to get together. so how does he make it up to grian? well, he puts those conman skills to good use! he manages to smooth talk his way into getting himself and grian a table at a restaurant for free ;3

and grian really isn't sure why he's agreeing to this... date, maybe it's due to curiosity. scar is offering a free meal, and he's easy on the eyes and sure. okay, yeah he'll let this handsome fella get him dinner.

it's through this dinner that grian discovers scar is homeless and impulsively decides to let scar stay in his apartment with him. and well. roommates to lovers :D

#mochi speaks #secret husbands au

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late-to-the-party-81 · 2 years

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Need you now

AN: Apologies again for the late posting today- computer wasn't playing ball. But I'm making up for it with some Alpha! Nomad Steve. I hope you enjoy.

I’m using dialogue prompts from this post by @nightprompts and they can be found emboldened in the text.

Kinktober 2022 Masterlist

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Beta’d by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Dividers by @firefly-graphics, banners and covers by me.

Pairing: Alpha! Nomad Steve x Omega! Reader

CW: A/B/O, Biting, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Heats, Scenting, Smidge angst, Explicit Sexual Content

Word Count: 1.9k

You were warm. And the discomfort in your abdomen was growing.

You whimpered as you rifled through your bedside drawer for the phone you’d been given, only for use in emergencies. Turning it on and opening up the message app you typed in the number you knew by heart and sent off your one-word missive.

Now.

Shutting it down again, you tossed it back in its place. Then, grabbing hold of the too large, white tee out of your other drawer, you pulled it over your head, inhaling the scent that clung to it. You whimpered again and rubbed your thighs together, before settling back into your nest, drawing your blankets close and trying to get any sort of rest you could. Whatever the response to your text, the next few days were going to be hard on your body.

It was the suffocating, body suffusing heat that woke you. Your eyes shot open, but it only took a moment to realise that you weren’t feeling any of the lancing pain you expected. Discomfort still, yes, but no needle like darts, which meant…

You didn’t even need to inhale to know. He was here. You flipped over to your other side and buried your head in his chest, a reedy noise of primal need making its way out of your throat as you scented him.

“Shh, shh. It’s okay, baby. I’m here, I’m here. Gonna take care of you, real good, okay?”

His voice rumbled through his chest, deep and calming and you could feel the slick leaking out between your legs. You tilted your head back, eyes wide, to see his ocean blue ones staring back. His mouth was turned up into a soft smile under his beard, and you drew in a shuddering breath, only really realising in that moment how much you’d missed him.

“St-steve…” It was the only word your fuzzy brain was able to form before you were shifting up his body, climbing him like a tree, so you could press your lips to his, press your bodies together. You whined as you tasted him, rolling your hips and your sodden panties against his stomach. You were glad he’d discarded his tac suit before climbing into your nest, and even more happy that he hadn’t showered.

You needed his scent. His sweat. His very essence.

You nipped and kissed and mewled at him, completely taken over by your base needs and desires. You were impatient too. Why wasn’t he in you already?

“Slow it down, baby. We got time. And I know it aches. I’ll soothe it soon, yeah. Just gotta get you ready for my knot. It’s big, remember? You’re heat makes you a little dumb, doesn’t it?”

You nodded into his neck, not really sure what you were agreeing too, just knowing that you wanted to please your alpha, agree with everything he said, so he would fuck you sooner. His large hands spanned your waist, pushing the fabric of the t-shirt up your body. His fingertips branded your skin, his touch making you feel even dizzier.

“Is that my shirt, Omega?” You nodded again. “You needed Alpha’s smell all over you, didn’t you? But I’m here now – let’s get that off you, huh?”

He eased the soft fabric over your head, and you let go of him to snatch it into your arms, twisting in his embrace to thread it into the wall of your nest, near your pillow, near where your head would be later when he…

You let out a pained cry as your arousal grew.

“Alpha, please!”

He eased you down to lie flat, a comforting smile still on his face.

“Alright, here we go, baby. Here we go.”

He pressed his mouth to the juncture of your neck and shoulder, where the small scar that proclaimed your bond lay. His hands swept up your waist to cup your breasts, and he massaged the flesh, rubbing his thumbs over your nipples. You squirmed as the pleasure flowed through you, and you tried to rid yourself of your panties, him of his briefs. His beard tickled your neck as he halted your desperate actions by moving down your body. His lips replaced his thumbs in turn, and you keened. If they were this sensitive already, what would they be like when you were swollen with his pups? The thought caused a fresh gush of slick to leave you, the sweet scent now taking over your room. Steve chuckled against you.

“Aww, poor, needy Omega.”

His rough fingers ripped your ruined panties from you, and you cried out in pleasure as he pushed two into your sodden core.

“Fuck, ‘mega. Sucking me in. Such a good girl for your Alpha.”

He pumped his fingers slowly. Too slowly for your liking, and you reached down to grab his wrist and roll your hips against his hand, but he batted them away.

“Let me do this, baby. I don’t want to hurt you. Remember what happened the first time?”

You didn’t really. All you did remember was the feeling of absolute fullness, of being stretched to your limit. There was a hazy recollection of not being able to walk properly the next day, but in your heat-addled state you didn’t care. If that were to happen again, it would be a problem for ‘future you’.

There was a tightness in your belly, and you felt Steve crook his fingers and stroke your insides, finding that special spot and…

Your orgasm ripped through you, and you clung to Steve’s bicep as he continued to fingerfuck you through it, sneakily adding in a third digit while you were in the throes of pleasure. You recovered your breath, but your ache was still there, unassuaged by the ecstasy Steve had brought you to with his fingers.

“Please…” Your plea was whispered. Pathetic. A request for clemency.

“Just give me another, Omega. One more for your Alpha, and then I’ll give you what you need.”

Steve dipped his head, suckling on your clit as his fingers continued their mission to stretch you out. Still reeling from your first orgasm, and with your heat raging through you, you felt the build up to your next one come quickly. His facial hair rubbed over your sensitive flesh, stinging you just right and your hands fisted in the sheets as you felt yourself ready to explode. Your legs trembled and your mate growled against your pussy.

“Cum, Omega. Cum for your Alpha. Now!”

Like a switch that had been flipped, you were unable to control yourself at his command. You came. Hard. Gushing over his hand and face. Soaking his beard with your sweet slick.

Your legs were like jelly, your whole body boneless, but you still mewled needily at him. He rose up from between your legs, wiping his hand over his beard and marvelling at the amount of wetness, before grinning as he moved over you.

“There you go.” With a shimmy he discarded his briefs and his erection sprang free, slapping against your stomach with its weight. “So perfect for me, baby. Even if you are all heat drunk and stupid. Let’s get you properly ready, huh?”

Steve flipped you over on your stomach easily, pulling your hips into the air so you could present for him properly. Your hips swayed, as though you were trying to fuck the air, and your Alpha chuckled and swatted your backside.

“You wanna be bred, baby? Want me to fill you with pups and make you all round and beautiful?”

It was a pitiful sound that left your mouth as you nodded into your blankets, your face pressed up against the t-shirt that Steve had taken off you earlier. His warm body curled over your back and his scent surrounded you, soothing you slightly, but his cock nudged between your legs, making you wiggle again.

“Okay, okay. I know, enough teasing. You ready, Omega?”

He didn’t wait for you to answer, he knew what your reply would be if you’d even been capable of speech.

You wailed as he breached you, his thick cock carving a space for itself inside your pussy and your hands clawed at the sheets, the sensations almost overwhelming you. Steve groaned when he bottomed out, taking a moment just to enjoy the feel of your wet heat surrounding him. But he didn’t leave you unsatisfied for long, knowing that you needed something that only he, as your Alpha, could provide. With one hand on your hip and another on your shoulder he started to fuck into you, hard. Each punishing thrust was just what you needed, scratching the itch inside you and making you cry out in joy.

It didn’t take long for you to cum again, Steve’s cock stroking you even better than his fingers had. You were barely coherent when you shouted out to him, through the ripples of your orgasm.

“Alpha! Knot! Bite! Please!”

The hand on your shoulder moved to your other hip and Steve lowered to lie fully flat on the mattress, still fucking into you. His body pressed you down, pushing you deep into your nest, his mouth moving over your mating scar again.

“You’re going to cum with me, aren’t you Omega? I need your orgasm, so I can give you all my cum.”

All you could manage was a series of punched out moans as you felt his knot start to swell, stretching the entrance of your pussy as his cock pistoned in and out of you. Your body was one raw nerve ending, it’s only purpose to feel pleasure. But you needed a little extra to cum again.

“Bite! Bite!” Your voice was muffled by the sheets, but Steve knew what you needed. You felt his teeth scrape over your scarred flesh, finding the right spot, and then he bit down.

Stars exploded behind your eyes and you screamed, your whole body spasming at the force of your orgasm. You felt Steve’s knot pop, locking the pair of you together, and then the warmth of his cum flooded you. You floated off into bliss.

You awoke. It had been four days since Steve had appeared. Four days in which he’d fucked you beyond reason, working your through your heat with orgasm after mind-blowing orgasm. But it had passed. You’d both known it last night, although neither of you had said anything. The sex had turned less frenetic; less fucking and more love-making.

You didn’t want to open your eyes, because you knew what you would find when you did. He was a criminal on the run, hiding from multiple governments and international agencies, so as much as it pained the pair of you, you couldn’t be together, properly.

Not yet.

You rolled over in your nest, the small space now feeling too big without Steve in it. Your hand reached out to brush over the space where he had lain and you bowed to the inevitable. You opened your eyes and lying there on the mattress was a black t-shirt. Steve’s t-shirt. He’d left you a fresh one, still imbued with his scent. You gathered it to you and breathed it in. It would have to sustain you until you could see him again.

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dark-overlord-of-rainbows · 1 month

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Drawn Mar 27 2024 wanted to do some fanart for this one for a while now, Nomads by @captain-juuter Dunno how long I've been reading, definitely before it became a webtoon original, not sure if I've read since it first started? but anyway a few months back the second season ended and I reread the entire thing and I like it a lot. It's just a fun fantasy adventure, and I enjoy fun fantasy adventures. I want to do more drawings, don't know if I will.. (me n my executive dysfunction amirite) It's coming to print soon too, probably gonna get a copy of the first book

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 1 year

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Full Moon Soul

Summary- 1.5k Werewolf Nomad Steve Rogers x You. He is hunted mercilessly but will never be able to stay away from his mate for long.

Warnings- Sexual themes. 18+ Only Blog.

A/N- This was a Christmas exchange for @imma-sucker-for-a-beard. Merry Christmas Babes, thank you for everything. Love you always.

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You ached, in a way that made your belly clench and your thighs press together to ease the throbbing in your cunt. You ached and he was gone, your pants filled the room with distress because your mate couldn’t be here.

Living as the Nomad, it wasn’t safe for either of you for him to be here at your most crucial time a bonded wolf needed their partner. You rolled into your bedding, your nest of his clothes that still smelled like him, making you howl as his scent wafted you. He left it all behind for you to use the last time he was able to come home.

But that was so long ago and now you were in your heat. “Steve…” You sobbed out frustrated, burying your face into a flannel shirt that eased some of the physical pain, but not the one in your heart.

“Y/N.” A soothing balm to your senses made you whine in surprise. “My best girl, I got you.” A dip in the bed made you unravel out of your nest, and arch to your knees to face your mate.

He looked different, long hair had grown out and a full beard graced his usually clean face. Tired blue eyes warmed seeing you for the first time in months and you couldn't stop your sudden tears from bursting. “You’re really here!”

“Of course Sweetheart.” You lunged at him, curling your arms around his neck and sobbing into the dirty star on the front of his suit. “I will always come back for you.” He rubbed his face into your neck, nipping sharp kisses against your bonding gland that made you preen at him. Remarking you with a lash of his tongue and soft affectionate bites, you shuddered in his hold, hissing at the pain. “Just in time too.”

“I tried to hold out.” You muttered, still nuzzling against him while he so easily lifted you into his hold to lay you down in your nest.

“You did good.” He praised you, admiring what you’ve done. “A fine place for us to fuck, fill you again with our pups.” Your heart soared, your nerves flared with the anticipation of feeling your mate knot again. Steve’s hands were calloused as they roamed up your body, dragging the tee of his that you wore over your head, growling softly in the dark as his eyes glowed a soft blue while admiring your body. “So many nights I dreamed of you just like this.” His cock straining at the front of his suit, making your mouth literally water with want.

“Like this Steve?” Your hands slipped between your thighs, spreading them wide so he could see your drenched heat, slipping fingers between folds to tease yourself. “I would wake up so wet, needing your cock.”

His hands knocked your's away, turning feral as he bared his teeth at you. You saw some of what others must see, the power that simmered beneath the surface as he fell in closer, the leather of his gloves slippery in your arousal as his bare fingertips filled your aching channel suddenly. “Mine.”

Steve stretched you, filling you with plunging fingers. His thumb teasing your aroused clit, it made you wither under him, feeling your body hum from the attention. Steve’s other hand cupped the back of your neck, squeezing slightly in an affectionate way, letting you know that he wanted you to let go. Warm huffs flowed down your face as he scented you, pressing his lips to yours as your moans got louder.

“Steve.” You gasped against his mouth, digging your fingers into the shoulder straps lancing across his upper back.

“Come on Little Wolf, let your Alpha feel you, hmm? I waited a long time for this. Pussy clenching so good on my fingers, gonna feel even better on my cock.”

It was enough, a warm rush made your senses buzz and you clutched at him while his bites flushed down your collar bone, marking you as his mate. His fingers slowed inside of you while he lapped at a peaked nipple, sucking on it and sharply pulling till you felt the drag of his mouth flare your sensitive body once again. “Do that again?” You rolled your body under him, brushing all your bare skin against his suit. Glowing blue eyes lifted as his teeth sunk into your breast, pulling and sucking again on your nipple till you grabbed at his hair, tugging it.

He moaned at the feel of it, your own wolfish side starting to push back as you demanded more. “Can’t wait till your nursing our pup again.” He smirked as a lavish lick soothed the sting on your nipple, moving to nip at your other one.

“When that happens, you will have to be gentler Alpha.” You teased, running your fingers back through his long hair to tug gently, making him groan once again.

He pushed up, pinning you against the bed with his hips heavy against yours, His mouth claimed yours, possessive as his tongue filled you, your arms circling around his neck as you opened for him. His wild taste made you ache for more of him. The night was going far too fast and you whimpered while he loved you in his kiss. “I will love you as hard or soft as you need. Turn around Little Wolf.” He nudged his nose at you and pulled away.

You were quick to flip to your stomach, his arm slipping under your hips and lifting till you were on your knees, ass in the air for him. You clutched at the bed while he slid a palm against your ass cheek, spreading you open. Moving to your elbows, you looked over your shoulder at him, biting your lip. “I need you, hard Alpha.”

He lifted his gaze from your drenched pussy to you, understanding. Your Alpha showed once again with a light slap to your pussy, making you yelp at the stinging sensation. “Who do you belong too.” Behind you a zipper dropped, allowing his thick cock free.

You licked your lips, once more wishing you had more time with him, wanting to kiss and lick his heavy red tip, bubbling precum that you wanted to smear on your lips, swallow him down to bring him pleasure.

“Always yours.” You automatically said.

His heavy cock hit against your backside as he draped over your back, kissing up your spine. “And you know how I love you, right?” He demanded another answer.

“Always Alpha.” You responded, submitting to him as you lowered your forehead to the mattress while he nuzzled the back of your neck.

“Good cause I’m gonna fuck you like I hate you.” And that was all the warning you got as his cock split your pussy open, slamming into you till you jolted into the bed. Hard, demanding. You felt yourself giving into him, stretched open and gushing for more, he kept you punned against the mattress while his cock made you see stars, your moans turning frenzied and your sheets ruined as you clawed at them. When he knotted, swelling against your velvet walls till you felt so full you couldn’t move did your gentle soothing Alpha come back, circling you in his arms protectively.

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Hours later, you felt that the dawn was coming so soon and you turned into your sweaty mate, running your hand up his chest. “You have to leave soon, don’t you?”

You felt him sigh, a weary one that was riddled with longing and guilt. “I do Little Wolf, I wish I could…” You pushed up enough to quiet him with a touch of your lips to his, shaking your head while you sunk back down onto his chest, your chin resting against his beating heart as you looked up at him.

“Stop Steve, I know and till this is over, you can’t stay.” You nuzzled against him, rubbing your body against his, mingling scents while you still had him with you. “I’m guessing you saw your son before coming into our room?”

“I poked my head in. I didn’t dare wake him up, he would ask too many questions and I don’t want to confuse him.” Steve gathered you in close against him, cursing the time that was slipping away. “But he’s grown, so much from last time.”

You gave him a smile, but your heart broke knowing how much Steve longed to hold his pup and be a father. “Trust me, he knows all about his daddy and how much you love him. This isn’t forever Steve. And when your home for good, we can give James some siblings.”

“All the siblings you want him to have.” Steve assured you, twisting till you now laid on your back, caging you under him while he kissed you. Neither of you dared to risk you becoming pregnant, he pulled out each time he came, leaving you a mess that he delicately washed off in the shower, loving you soft that time against the glass before you both collapsed in the bed. You couldn’t wait for the day you could give him more children. “You know when that time comes, I’m never gonna keep my hands off you.”

You purred up at him, nuzzling against his beard and nipping his ear. “I don’t want you to Steve.”

#amber writes #sweater writes #werewolf steve rogers x you #steve rogers x you #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers and you #chris evans charaters #steve rogers

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thatoneluckybee · 4 months

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OKAY PROPAGANDA TIME! @yttd-enjoyerNo pressure for any of these lol, I added a lot because rambling and procrastination. I’m copy-pasting some descriptions from another post of mine. I was trying to look for some with good lore and magic systems, or that had great characters.

Cursed Princess Club: This one is adorable and hilarious. It’s a fantasy and comedy. The Pastel Kingdom has four children. The eldest, Maria, is 18, and so beautiful that forest animals follow her when she sings. The second oldest, Lorena, is 17, and so beautiful that flowers grow where she sleeps. The third child is prince Jamie, who is so beautiful that he is constantly GLOWING (literally.) And his twin sister, Gwendolyn, is the sweetest and perhaps most loved of all! The three sisters are happily engaged to the Plaid Princes. When Gwen meets her soon to be betrothed, though…. he finds her to be really, really, ugly. Gwen has to learn to love herself as she is with the help of a club for cursed princesses (and one prince who wants to change the club name desperately.) It’s hilarious. Someone swallows her fiance whole. Jamie can taste feelings through food and keeps accidentally violating HIPPA. Lorena beats the crap out of a bunch of clowns. Gwen keeps getting mistaken for an evil witch. There’s a really spoiled drunk llama named Laverne. Maria buys merch of her boyfriend’s fanclub. There’s an omniscient clam. It’s a glorious disaster. (Also that was what the screenshots I was losing my mind and spamming last night. I relate to the plaid guy on an eerie level. This one has INCREDIBLE character arcs and parallels and foreshadowing and details and AUGH)

Space Boy: This one is one of my all-time favorites, and I believe it deserves an award for it’s realistic character arcs and characters. I’d be convinced if you told me they were real people. Sci-Fi Romance. (A lot of romance. Not a particular favorite genre of mien it’s just like 70% of all Webtoons.) In the far future, humanity is exploring the furthest reaches of space using the freezing sleep thing (real thing, forgot name.) Amy lives happily on a mining colony in deep space, until her father loses his job, and she and her family are sent away from the colony, and everyone she knows, back to Earth, where she wakes up 30 years later (frozen sleep thing.) Amy is adjusting to life on Earth, the new technology, and trying to come to terms with the fact her best friend is now in her 40s and she’s missed it all in sleep. Amy’s identifying trait is synesthesia: to her, people have flavors to match their personalities! Well, everyone except a strange boy she meets a school, who refuses to speak to her, and doesn’t have a flavor, Oliver. Amy decides that she WILL find this kid’s flavor if it kills her, and manages to get herself roped in the most chaotic mystery involving ancient cults, alien artifacts, unsolved murders, a government conspiracy, and whether or not Oliver is actually who he says he is. It’s so sad but I love it so much and I want to send everyone to therapy. I don’t even like sci-fi usually so this was amazing for me.

Nomads: ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAVORITES. The concept is your stereotypical “there were five kingdoms after a war 100 years ago:” the Sun, Sea, Sand, Sky, and Snow kingdoms. To maintain the peace, traveling between the kingdoms is banned for average citizens. You may, however, choose to become a Nomad, and travel for a price: you can never have a permanent home. Lance of the Sea Kingdom REALLY doesn’t want to be a Nomad. However, his little brother Mikah goes missing, and Lance has to find him in one year (once Mikah turns 18 it’ll be impossible to find him.) It’s going well and dandy until some unfortunate circumstances result in him, his new traveling buddy Satra, and a magic talking cat-thing being mistakenly accused of kidnapping a prince. And now they’re wanted bounties. (This comic is HILARIOUS so many shenanigans and I love Satra so much.)

Castle Swimmer: Can’t reveal TOO much of this ‘cause spoilers but it’s a really really good story. It’s a fantasy romance too. In this society of “Mers” (merfolk), every kingdom has long awaited the day a mysterious, mythicaeing known as the Beacon arrives. He will grant each kingdom’s prophecy, be that granting them fortune or saving their lives. When the Beacon arrives, though, turns out he’s literally just some kid named Kappa who has no idea what he’s doing. Siren is the prince of the shark kingdom. They have a curse that will cause them to suffer and become covered in scars and eventually die. The only way they can break the curse is whenever the Beacon arrives—and Siren, as predicted, will kill him. The only problem is that Siren REALLY doesn’t want to be a murderer, and Kappa REALLY doesn’t want to die, and they both are pining HARD.

Suitor Armor: This is a romantic fantasy but I like it because it doesn’t feel boiled down to JUST a “will they won’t they.” Fairies and humans have been at war for as long as anyone can remember, with heavy losses on both sides. A Lord rescues a child, a little girl named Lucia, to be his daughter, Kirsi’s, lady-in-waiting until Kirsi marries a nearby king. The only issue? Lucia is a fairy, and she and the Lord must hide that if she wants to live. After they’ve grown up, Kirsi and Lucia go to the nearby kingdom to prepare for the wedding, where Lucia meets their mage’s newest creation: an enchanted, sentient suit of armor named Modeus. And now we’re all aggressivley shipping a tin can with one of the coolest women ever. (And I LOVE the magic system in this… we don’t know everything yet, it’s being revealed as time progresses, but it’s amazing in my humble little opinion.)

Homesick: Recommending this one since you’ve read School Bus Graveyard! It’s almost a “sister series” in that the fanbases overlap lots and the creators have done collabs too! Disclaimer that it’s mature for a reason. It covers a lot of dark topics and is a HORROR FOR A REASON. School Bus Graveyard is incredibly dark, but it sort of eases you in to the terror while Homesick tosses you in like a flailing child. If you do choose to read it I can provide trigger warnings, though it may spoil some plotlines a bit. Rayne (my pfp!) wakes up on a rooftop with no memories at all and meets a boy named Samael, who quickly informs her that it’s the apocalypse. Cannibalistic creatures called murks roam the land, feeding on anything that makes eye contact. Rayne and Samael form a deal to survive, but things get really, REALLY messy when they encounter someone from Samael’s past and get wrapped up in something that might just be worse than the apocalypse. On top of it all, Rayne has noticed some strange things about herself, including terrible headaches that warn her of murks… (It’s so good I love it but good lord it gets dark. I really want to say more about it but the story doesn’t jump right into the main action or plot right away so I CAN’T WITHOUT SPOILING IT SOB.)

Okay limiting myself to six for now sheesh I typed a lot.

#fambles #webtoon #webtoon recommendation #space boy #space boy webtoon #cpc #cursed princess club #nomads webtoon #homesick webtoon #suitor armor #castle swimmer #webtoon propaganda

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levitatingbiscuits · 1 year

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I love some of ur atla metas revolving katara sm! People are really hard on her, when in reality she suffered the most in the show. I think people try to use her to prop up sokkas barely existing issues so he's more relevant, and as a way to excuse aangs flaws, but you don't do that.

Thank you! I am, first and foremost, a Katara stan. I'm like Aang straight out the iceberg. 10 year old me saw her and was like OH YES SHE'S THE LOVE OF MY LIFE and that hasn't changed in 13 years.

People tend to play suffering Olympics for this show specifically to shit on katara, even though it's primarily her trauma that the narrative focuses on as a lens through which to explore the war. Tellingly, most of her suffering she goes through alone, without the support she offers to everyone else.

People try to play whataboutism with Aang and Sokka's trauma, even though the show straight up tells us that she is their living emotional crutch and the reason they were able to move on. Katara can't move on. No one helps her move on. When she tries to take matters into her own hands, to heal herself the way she heals others, she's condemned by the fandom (and Aang and Sokka that one time), called selfish and cruel and a million other things.

I especially hate when people bring up the Air Nomad genocide as a gotcha, when Katara is also the sole survivor of a genocide, a genocide she personally witnessed and was in danger of dying in. People forget that bloodbending is very obviously a metaphor for the generational trauma she inherits ON TOP of the traumatic murder of her mother, who died in her place. Katara knew very well that Yon Rha was there to kill her for her bending. Her survivor's guilt is actually worse than Aang's, even though it's less focused on, because she never truly gets over it. She spends the rest of her childhood trying to fill the empty space her mother left. And she SUCCEEDED. For her father, her brother, for everyone else she supported and mothered. For the child she named after her mom, a child that carries on the almost extinct legacy of Southern bending the way Tenzin does for Airbending, even though her importance is just as downplayed as EVERY OTHER ASPECT OF KATARA'S LEGACY INDEPENDENT OF AANG'S. Katara fills that empty maternal, caring role for EVERYONE in the gaang but zuko and herself, then she plays the same role for Korra because she's Aang's successor.

That's why it's so galling that she never got to resolve the bloodbending story herself. Sokka and Aang do it for her while she's busy trying to repopulate the Air Nomads, because God forbid she be allowed to do anything separate from her husband. Legend of Korra shits on Katara almost as much as the goddamn fandom. "She doesn't get a statue because she didn't do anything after the war but mother Aang's kids" is the actual justification bryke gave for no one honoring or idolizing her the way they do for the rest of the gaang in LOK. And God forbid she get a fight scene or even attend her own granddaughter's mastery ceremony. After all, that's Aang's legacy, not hers. She was treated like a convenient broodmare still pining for him 2 decades after his death and training and healing his successor and being neglected and isolated by her kids, because of course she's not allowed to move on and be content without him. Katara is never allowed to heal from her losses. She's always, always left to suffer in silence and deal with her pain alone.

No wonder this fandom props up Aang and Sokka by undermining Katara. The creators did it first :/

People didn't used to be such weirdos about Sokka. This is 100% a result of the ex-klance people latching on to zukka due to the superficial aesthetic similarities. Remember all those Lance stans who would insist that he's the one who suffered the most and would shit on every other character to make him look better? And transplant the character traits of other characters on to him, ESPECIALLY the girl of color popularly shipped with his supposed love interest? (Waterbender/moon spirit sokka is just altean Lance with a fresh coat of atla paint.) That's literally what they did to sokka in the "Renaissance." Before that it was primarily the hard-core kataang/aang stans insisting that Katara's narrative mattered less than the male characters'. I still remember the rape and death threats I got back in like 2018 for arguing that she deserved better than to end up a permanently benched housewife healer propping up Aang's legacy rather than securing her own in LOK. Then the zukkas came along and insisted their misogyny was woke because it was in service of fetishizing a gay ship with barely any basis in canon. (Cmon guys, jetko is RIGHT THERE and their interactions are not exclusively about one guy's various girlfriends. Just saying. Hell, Zukaang has the most basis of any atla slash ship, but people aren't attracted to Aang so they don't bother. Mark my words, the upcoming atla movie is gonna cause a zukaang Renaissance.)

That got long lol. This is probably gonna be controversial but I don't care, I'm right. Appreciate you nonnie!

#pro katara #katara deserved better #katara defense squad #fandom wank #anonymous

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kaunis-sielu · 2 years

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A Payment: 6

“Hi Sweetheart, sorry I had some business to take care of this morning and had to go. How did you sleep last night?”

“Fine.”

“Steven Grant Rogers you are in so much trouble.” Wanda snaps throwing a towel at him that Steve easily catches.

“What? Why?”

“Your wife didn’t eat for twenty-four hours! She didn’t eat at all yesterday!” Steve looks surprised then looks down at you.

“Is that true? You didn’t eat yesterday?”

“I mean, it’s fine I wasn’t really hungry.”

“Queenie, that’s not what I asked.” He says softly and you can’t look at him so instead you stab one of the pieces of pancake on your plate with your fork.

“I didn’t eat yesterday. I was really nervous about everything and then we got busy and stuff so I didn’t eat.”

“Sweetheart,” He rumbles sitting down next to you, “You can’t do that, it’s dangerous.”

“I know, I didn’t do it on purpose. Is there anything that I need to know about where you were this morning?” You ask glancing up at him and he gives you a fond little smile.

“Nah Honey. Just a couple of guys who betrayed my trust and needed to be taught a lesson.” It’s a little unnerving how he can say that with so little concern but if he’s been ingrained in this life as long as you have you’re not surprised that he can.

“Um okay,” You finish eating in silence then go get ready to head back to Boston tomorrow. You haven’t talked with Steve about it but you have an apartment to sell and pack up, you’ve contacted your boss and have been given the okay to work remotely if you can come in for a few days every other month which shouldn’t be a problem. It’s not like it’s a long trip to go to Boston from New York, but you’ve got a feeling it’s going to be a fight with Steve. He’s not going to like you leaving or staying somewhere that isn’t his home, but you’ll get to that when it happens.

“Queenie? What are you doing?” He asks walking into the bedroom.

“I have to go home, to Boston I mean, to pack up my place and sell it.”

“Do you want to go today?”

“My ticket is for tomorrow.”

“Ticket?��

“We take the train.” Steve frowns but doesn’t say anything. “So, it’ll probably take me a couple of days to get everything together. Maybe a week.”

“Oh Doll that’s way too long, let me take you we’ll get everything packed up and moved within three days.”

“I don’t want to inconvenience you.” You tell him folding another dress and putting it into your suitcase.

“You’re not, I’d kind of like to see the city you’ve called home.” He says, you know that he’s probably going to continue to fight you on this so you give a noncommittal shrug,

“I guess if you want to come with you can. I want to take the train still. I find it relaxing and we have a private car.” He sighs softly but looks down at you fondly.

“Alright, but I’m coming with.” He tells you folding his arms across his chest and it’s your turn to let out a long sigh and he grins.

“If you must.”

“I must.” He steps into your space and you look up at him in surprise. “Stark said that we didn’t act much like a couple in love.”

“Oh? And we care what he thinks because?”

“Because he’s my closest ally. He knows I’d never let my wife go unprotected.” It’s so weird for you to hear him call you his wife.

“You don’t have business to attend to?”

“Nothing I can’t move around.”

“What is your business?” You ask suddenly realizing that you don’t even know his front, a dangerous bit of information to not know in this life.

“I own an airline.” You stop folding the shirt in your hands and blink up at him.

“An airline? One that I might know?”

“Nomad.” Your eyebrows raise, Nomad is one of the best and most popular airlines in the country.

“Oh,” he gives you that little smirk of a smile again and you can’t help but roll your eyes. “Lance has all the information for the train, you’ll need to buy a ticket.”

“Or we could just fly?”

“And add to the pollution that planes already cause?” You ask him sweetly and he grins,

“We’re working toward zero emissions, currently we’re down forty percent in the last five years and I have a huge amount of funding going toward our company going completely green.”

“Okay, that’s pretty impressive.” You admit begrudgingly and he laughs,

“I like impressing you.” He says giving you a look that sends a rush of want through you. What the hell?

“I won’t make it easy.” You warn, and he looks pleased.

“Good, I’ve always liked a challenge.” He gives you a wink then turns and heads out of the room. You finish packing then go to his bookshelf to see if you can find anything worth reading. You grab a book and read until Wanda comes and finds you for dinner. You follow her down to the dining room, you’re surprised when you get to there and you find that instead of it being an empty table with you on one end and Steve on the other the table is full of people. Lance, Bucky, Steve, other people you don’t know. There are only two seats empty, one at Steve’s left and the other next to a tall man with intense eyes and white hair. You freeze in the doorway and Steve’s gaze meets yours,

“Sweetheart. Our family.” He says, “I have a spot here for you.” He gestures to the empty seat to his left and you make your way to the seat then sit down. “You alright?”

“They just, eat with us?”

“Yes, they’re our family and anyone who wants to join our table can.”

“Oh, okay.” Lance, who is seated at your left, touches your arm and when you look up at him he gives you a soft smile,

“Q, this isn’t your father’s home.” He says quietly, he knows that this is a culture shock for you. Your father’s home was cold and formal and lonely. So lonely.

You give him a small smile and pat his arm then focus back on your plate. A piece of ham is slid onto it and when you look up you see Steve giving you a gentle smile.

“How was the rest of your day?”

“Good. I read a book and took a nap. So not overly productive, which is why I like to have a job.”

“You get bored without one?” He asks passing you a bowl of green beans.

“Very much so.”

“Will your job let you stay with them?” You scoop some green beans onto your plate then pass along the bowl to Lance,

“They will..” you admit as you take a scoop of mashed potatoes but you pass on the gravy.

“I feel like there’s a but at the end of that.” Steve says cutting into his ham.

“There is, they want me to come in a few days every other month.” You wait anxiously hoping that he’s not going to tell you no.

“We’ll work something out. I’ll probably send one of mine with you too so you have two people with you. Are you sure you want to sell your place? You’ll need somewhere to stay when you get there.”

“I can always stay at a hotel? My father owns one there.”

“No.” His sharp refusal causes you to blink in surprise.

“What?”

“No. You are not to have any contact with anyone in your father’s business.”

“Excuse me?”

“Am I not being clear?” He asks glancing at you, the words are harsher than the tone is.

“You’re being paranoid.”

“About your safety? Absolutely.” He says calmly and honestly it’s so irritating.

“So what do you propose then?” You challenge him taking a bite of your mashed potatoes.

“I’ll buy a hotel.” You gape at him but he just keeps eating. He’ll buy a whole hotel in Boston just so you have a place to stay for a few days every other month? “Unless you just want to keep your apartment?”

“I feel like it would be cheaper in the long run to just keep my apartment.”

“But a hotel is a good investment and I can make sure security is up to my standards. Pietro?” The white haired young man seated next to Wanda stops talking and looks toward Steve,

“Yea?”

“I want you to find me a hotel to buy in Boston.”

“A hotel?”

“Yea, close to the airport would be preferred so we can do some sort of deal. Fly with us stay with us get a discount. We can also offer a shuttle for additional fee.”

“I’ll get on it tonight.” You stare at Steve in surprise, he just, he decided to buy a hotel for you? Well, okay maybe not for you but because of you?

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