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wintermischief · 1 year

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Bucky Barnes x Reader Fluff One Shot Fic Recs

last updated: january 20, 2023

18+, MDNI.

My favorite fluff one shot fics. May contain implied smut, humor and a tiny bit of angst but they all end happily. Mostly Bucky Barnes x F!Reader and GN!Reader.

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L-O-V-E @ofstarsandvibranium

Your best friend confesses his love for you. Inspired by the song "L-O-V-E" by Nat King Cole. (bestfriend!bucky, friends to lovers)

Magnets @skyeisawitch

What does every metal arm need? A good bit of decoration. (established relationship)

My Girlfriend, The Worm @vivwritesfics

You ask Bucky the worm question. Like the old man he is, he answers wrong. (established relationship)

Boyfriend Material @urimaginespimp

Bucky tries a pick up line on you. (mutual pining)

Under The Covers @imagines-for-the-fangirls-soul

After sending Bucky an inappropriate tweet, you and Bucky make blankets to cuddle under. (established relationship)

Cat Dad Of The Year @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Bucky is not winning Cat Dad of the Year award after he comes back to you and Alpine from a mission. (established relationship)

Twenty Questions @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

You ask your Bucky twenty questions to distract him from his thoughts. (established relationship)

Drunk Words Are Sober Thoughts @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Bucky gets ahold of Asgardian mead and starts drunkenly flirting with you. (drunk!bucky, mutual pining, friends to lovers)

Starry Starry Night @jobean12-blog

Some nights it’s hard to sleep but you have an idea that might help both you and Bucky. (mutual pining, friends to lovers)

Beefy!!! @jobean12-blog

Bucky catches you working on your doodles. (beefy!bucky, established relationship)

A Russian Proposal @writingsoftheloser

Bucky proposes to you in Russian but you have no idea what he is saying. (established relationship)

Sweet Like Syrup @thepsychewrites

Bucky runs out of syrup, which means that he’s now dragging you along to the store with him to get more, and no, he doesn’t care that it’s one in the morning. (roommate!bucky, bestfriend!bucky, mutual pining)

Pocket Angel | Drabble @buckyalpine

Bucky reveals another side to him when he tells the other Avengers that he is dating you. (established relationship)

I’ve Got You @majestyeverlasting

Life's always sweeter when you're by each other's side. (established relationship)

After @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

Bucky takes care of you after sex. (established relationship)

Lover Boy @writingsoftheloser

A series of sweet moments with your own personal gentleman. (established relationship)

Singing In The Rain | Part 2 @bucky-bucket-barnes

You leave the Compound to go home on a stormy night. Barnes isn’t too keen on the idea of the new girl riding home all by herself in such weather and decides to drive you home. (technician!reader, mutual pining)

Tiny @bucky-bucket-barnes

Bucky is an absolute sucker for his girlfriend. (beefy!bucky, short!reader, established relationship)

Sunday Morning @sleepypanda27

A simple Sunday morning at Bucky’s place. (established relationship)

The Apprentice @chrisevansredbelt

You are an apprentice for Bruce and Tony. Bucky falls in love with you. (engineer!reader, mutual pining)

Enchant @sweetascanbee

Enchant; 1: to influence by or as if by charms and incantation; bewitch or 2: what you do to Bucky without even trying. (established relationship)

Laundry Day @onceuponastory

Bucky finds a way to make laundry day a little more...exciting. (established relationship)

A Little Old Fashioned @gogolucky13

Bucky is a bit subtle in telling you he likes you. (mutual pining, friends to lovers)

Buchanan. @barnesmurdock

You're the only one who can call Bucky "Buchanan". (mutual pining, friends to lovers)

Take Me Higher @buckychrist

Who knew that the way into the big broody super soldier’s heart was through his unmet need for a good cuddle? (avenger!reader, mutual pining, friends to lovers)

Practice Makes Purrfect @navybrat817

Bucky has an important question to ask. (established relationship)

I Think I Wanna Marry You | Part 2 @likeahorribledream

During an after party at the Tower, you’re introduced to a new side of your best friend: Drunk Bucky. And Drunk Bucky has it bad for you. Really, really bad. (drunk!bucky, mutual pining, friends to lovers)

Just A Little CrPush @sidepartskinnyjeans

You can't take your eyes off him, but you're pretty sure he doesn't know you exist. All you two really need is a little push. (mutual pining)

Cake @itsapeterthing

You and your boyfriend Bucky Barnes head down to the Wilson residence for a barbecue. Sam’s nephews adore the both of you and as you watch Bucky play with the kids you’re ready to tell your boyfriend that you’re pregnant. (pregnant!reader, avenger!reader, established relationship)

Three’s A Crowd @itsapeterthing

When you come down to visit your boyfriend, Bucky Barnes, at the Wilson residence and see his interaction with Sam’s nephews firsthand- you can’t help but entertain the idea of having a family of your own with the super soldier. (established relationship)

Relax @itsapeterthing

While the Avengers help you and Bucky move, you attempt to help carry something only to have your overprotective husband get in the way. (pregnant!reader, avenger!reader, established relationship)

All Things Pink @bucky-barnes-diaries

Bucky being the sweetest boyfriend by bringing you flowers on your birthday. (established relationship)

Baby @ugh-supersoldiers

After you spend the night at Bucky’s for the first time, you drop a nickname that turns the ex Winter Soldier into a blushing and stuttering mess. (established relationship)

Teddy Bear @like-what-the-fuck-scoob

When Bucky goes away on a week long mission, you gives him your favourite teddy bear. Bucky sends you text and photo updates everyday until he gets home. (established relationship)

Oversized @like-what-the-fuck-scoob

You order an oversized hoodie in the mail, and your teammates are obsessed with how cozy it feels, especially Bucky. (bestfriend!bucky, mutual pining)

Why Is She Wearing My Hoodie? @writing-soldiers

Bucky tries to figure out the reason behind his missing hoodie one day, relishing in the idea that might be a win-win situation for both of you…but what might that lead to? (avenger!reader, mutual pining)

I Won’t Break @bethdutten

Just a few moments that reminded Bucky why he loved you. (avenger!reader, established relationship)

Roses And Plums @foreverindreamlandd

Bucky asks you to be his date to Scott and Hope’s wedding. (mutual pining, friends to lovers)

Sweet Dreams @onceuponastory

You fall asleep on Bucky. (established relationship)

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x reader fluff #bucky barnes x reader masterlist #bucky barnes fic recs

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thegaangneedstherapy · 1 year

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Zukka fic list part 2

On ice we fall (in love)

Zuko and Sokka rivals to friends to lovers slowburn competitive figure skating AU.

Foolsong

Zuko is an idiot trying to get over a breakup, Sokka is a hockey boy, and online dating isn't really that awful.

Blue

Iroh insists they create a new life and identity in Ba Sing Se. Zuko wants nothing more than to bide his time until his next opportunity to return home, until he realizes ‘Lee’ can get away with things Zuko never could.

Zuko dons the mantle of the Blue Spirit again only to los e his focus when the Avatar comes to the city. This time, however, his attention is drawn to the annoying Southern Tribe warrior.

winter solstice: an addendum

Zuko gets imprisoned with Sokka and Katara during the winter solstice, and some very unfortunate things come to light. Alternatively: the gaang kidnaps adopts Zuko in book one after discovering just how awful his father is.

I'll Come Back Someday (For You)

“We’ll be together someday. I won’t stop looking until I find you again.”

Those words, Sokka thought, were a blessing.

After living through several lives without Zuko, they now feel like a curse.

They were the last words Sokka muttered to the Fire Lord on his death bed after saving Avatar Korra from an attempted kidnapping, and while he meant them, he didn't know that they would come true.

Yet, he tried, tried, tried again, and after cycling into his fourth life, he's starting to give up hope.

All until he walks into the Jasmine Dragon right next to Republic City University's campus.

(i'm sorry but) i'm just thinking of the right words to say

Zuko is the last person Sokka expects to end up as his roommate when he starts college. Sokka is the last person Zuko expects to befriend when he starts his whole life over. And no one who knows a thing about their shared past expects them to end up together. Except, maybe, Toph.

There's Bound To Be A Ghost At The Back Of Your Closet

Zuko needs a new dad, and Hakoda volunteers. A story spanning Zuko's old life, new life, and beyond

running right back to you

the air conditioning stops working at the Jasmine Dragon, and it's miserable until a cute stranger makes it a bit more bearable

Sorry, I Have to Move to Alaska!

Following a lengthy legal battle with Ozai, Iroh has full custody of his niece and nephew. Desperate to get Zuko and Azula away from Ozai (just in case) Iroh buys a tea shop in Anchorage, Alaska.

Sokka has been living in Anchorage since birth and nothing interesting ever happens in this city. Except less than a month into this school year, the mysterious new kid with a facial scar beats up a well-known student in first period.

purrfect for each other

because sometimes, it takes going to a cat café four times to realize you're in love with your best friend

The World We Dream About

A HS Theatre Kid AU where the gaang is in Hadestown, featuring all our favorite high school nostalgia moments and way too many tropes

when i'm set alight

“I’m going to go practice some firebending forms,” Zuko says stiffly, running a hand through the tangles in his hair. “Tell Aang to join me if he wants to once he wakes up.” Gold eyes dart up to where Aang had strung up a makeshift hammock and was still sleeping soundly, snoring like a buffalo yak.

“Alright,” Sokka says, watching as he walks out without another word, evidently having reverted back into his usual brooding self. “Have fun!” He calls after Zuko loudly, which he means to be sarcastic, but comes out painfully, embarrassingly sincere. His face burns, and as soon as Zuko passes out of sight into the the temple, Katara turns to him, leveling him with a Look.

“You like him.” She says, and it’s not a question.

Born Lucky

Zuko knew this would happen one day.

He really should've prepared better.

Of course, he'd imagined something like this many times. He'd see him-- or anyone from high school, really-- and he wouldn't even be recognized. They'd be immediately enamored with him and wouldn't even pause to think he looked like that one girl from high school.

Instead, he has a 24-year-old Sokka cradling a swollen wrist and smiling awkwardly up at Zuko.

like we're made of starlight

When former High Imperial Prince and Sith Acolyte Zuko defects to the rebellion Commander Sokka is tasked to keep an eye on him and bring him into the fold.

#atla #avatar the last airbender #zukka #zuko #zuko x sokka #sokka x zuko #zukka fic rec #fanfiction #sokka #zukka fanfic #trans zuko #long post #ao3 link #archive of our own #ao3

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the12thnightproject · 9 months

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Ikemen Sengoku reaction when MC is a neko?

Hi Anon! Thank you for sending an ask. NGL, I misread that at first and thought it said “necro”… I thought, ‘oooh wrong Otome there.’ Luckily I re-read it, and this is totally my kind of chaos…

So MC is a Neko… here we go….

Nobunaga – On that second game of GO when he conquers her ears, he gets a mouthful of fur. Legit baffled as to whether or not to conquer her tail. Hideyoshi becomes concerned when Nobunaga starts hacking up hairballs.

Masamune – Why is she trying to bury the food he makes for her? However once she starts bringing him freshly-killed mice and birds, it opens up a whole new realm of cooking. Races her all over Azuchi when she gets the zoomies.

Hideyoshi – As much as he adores her, he really wishes she would stop batting his papers, brushes and ink off the desk.

Mitsuhide – Discovers the hard way that she really hates the nickname “Little Mouse,” but loves to tease her by dangling string over her head.

Ieyasu – Relationship ended before it began when she shed on his sourdough starter.

Mitsunari – They snuggle. A lot. He…. hasn’t actually noticed the ears and the tail. She won’t eat his carrots either.

Keiji – Likes to serenade her with made up songs about cats. She loves sleeping on him – his chest is the best pillow. His biggest regret though is that so far, has not been able to defeat her in a stare down.

Ranmaru – Are the absolute BEST of friends. They groom each other. Hideyoshi becomes concerned when Ranmaru starts hacking up hairballs.

Kenshin – Once he got her to stop chasing the bunnies, they got along fine. He discovers that he can initiate a great sparring sequence whenever he touches her belly.

Kanetsugu – At first, her curious prowling into his things got on his nerves, but then he discovered he could get her to stay put by placing a box in the middle of his floor. Their nights are incredibly passionate. He bites her. She bites back. Good thing he has an endless supply of turtlenecks.

Shingen – Sweet talks her, gives her presents, instinctively knows exactly how she likes to be touched. She reciprocates by kneading his sore muscles after a long day of strategizing. It’s a purrfect relationship… although everyone becomes concerned when Shingen starts hacking up hairballs

Yoshimoto – He thinks she is beautiful. She accepts this worship as her due. Now, if he could only get the cat fur off his favorite clothing…

Yukimura – He stepped on her tail. She left a present in his shoes. Now they practically spit when they see each other.

Sasuke – He wooed her with cat puns, and then won her over completely by rigging up a sengoku era laser pointer powered by a potato.

Kennyo – She LOVES Kennyo. She follows him everywhere, even if he tries to shoo her away. In other words… nothing has changed from his actual route.

Motonari – Putting a collar on her? BIG MISTAKE. For the next three days, she would stealthy sneak in front of him and trip him. THEN. He added a bell to the collar. BIGGER MISTAKE. Hiroyoshi is currently fumigating Motonari’s quarters.

Kicho – Has Had a pet bird.

@lorei-writes

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titlemewickedwonderland · 1 year

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Ghoul Game Night Intro

Summary: Everyone played the same as at least once in their life no matter their species - Ghoul or Human alike. It's a popular game played by the Siblings of Sin. But what happens when Papa's newly summoned Ghulah gets stuck playing it as a way to get to know her new pack? Well, they find they enjoy the doe eyes and flush.

Fandom: Ghost Band (Sweden Band)

Pairing: Poly-Version with multiple versions.

Triggers: Spiciness, sexual tension, maybe some fonding, dirty talk, shit-talking, shy ghoulish, and more.

Auth. Note: Let me know if you want to be tagged for a specific ghoul's turn or join the tag list for the entire series!

Workshop Hub!

She didn't trust that smile. It was too straight. Too white. Too perfect...and all Swiss. Had she known that she'd be stuck with Papa's ghouls she may have thought to reconsider her contract. It was not as if Papa was in desperate need to add to his collection - he had only summoned her at Sister Imperator's prompting. Not that it should have made her feel any less unwelcome than she had...it was them that she was concerned about. It had been so long since she'd had the company of other Ghouls and Ghulahs that she felt so out of place within the pack dynamic. She was essentially the baby of the group; newly summoned not more than a few weeks during the most critical and hectic time of the Ghost Projet too that she didn't have the unholy graces to be able to bond with her new pack members until just now.

And what would you have thought if you were cornered during your decompressing stages at the end of the crazy day by you're so-called 'family'. If she were anything like the Ghoulettes of Papa's pack like Cumulus, Cirrus, and Sunshine Y/n would have had the backbone to stand up against the charming menace. But she wasn't. She was simply Y/n. And she was shy as fuck with no backbone to speak of.

Swiss' body was lithe with muscles beneath the black dress shirt and his skin a ashen grey that did little to hide the strength of veins and muscle of his arms from being on display as he casually raised them to grab the top edge of her door frame as his unmasked face peered down at her.

"I-I'm sorry?" she finally squeaked out while gripping the edge of her tail staring up at him like a mouse under the gaze of a hungry feline.

"I said~" Swiss drawled flashing a cocky fanged grin as if he knew what he did to his new pretty little packmate "It's been such a hectic couple of weeks, yeah? You haven't had the chance to properly get to know us right? So, why don't you join us for game night? It'd be so purrfect." his voice vibrated in a pure on that last word causing Y/n to swallow and cast her gaze down to her feet and flush.

"I-I don't think I'm up for it tonight. I'm sorry, It's just been a long day. I'm going to tuck myself into bed...m-maybe another night?" she stuttered softly

"Aye, you've been saying that for the last few times that we've asked. No more excuses; let's go pipsqueak." Dewdrop's head popped into the visible space from behind Swiss' towering frame with a disdainful expression on his face as he scratched idly at his horn.

"I'm not making an excuse!" the Ghulah replied wide-eyed as she snapped her read up to stare at the Fire Ghoul. "I am really tired! Papa had me practicing the recent songs and-"

"Nah, none of that. No excuses kit. Come on. It'll be fun! Don't psych yourself out too much." Aether's calmer voice spoke from somewhere behind the multi-ghoul and spitfire.

Y/n's fang pierced her bottom lip nervously as she shifted on her feet and the grey skin beneath her mask flushed when Swiss groaned from in front of her. "Shit, sweetcheeks. If you don't come out here and play with us...I'll give you something to play with lookin' like that."

"I'll play!" the younger demon yelped and ducked between the two at her bedroom door and found Aether standing with his back against the wall across from her room and his broad arms crossed over his chest.

Y/n felt far less threatened in the presence of the quintessence ghoul; perhaps it was because he could feel her emotions. Perhaps it was the fact that he could calm her if she panicked. Or maybe it was because outside of the rest of the pack upon summoning it was he who had been there every step of the way to be able to help her acclimate to her new home and body.

"Damn. I was seriously hoping she'd refuse." Swiss grumbled only to yelp when Aether whacked him on the ass as he passed by with Y/n by his side nearly gluing herself to his side.

"Come on, kit. Mountain and Rain are getting the common room ready for us." Aether told her with an arm slung around her shoulders protectively making her sag a bit in relief to be under his metaphorical wing.

They entered the common room to find bean bags, pillows, cushions, and blankets laid out on the floor. The couch had been shoved to the side askew and the coffee table had been shoved to the outer edge of the makeshift gaming floor. Amongst the piles of comfort were bottles, cans, bags, and boxes filled with different assortments of junk food, candy, and drinks for their pleasure throughout the night.

Shyly, Y/n took a slow descent into a pile of blankets realizing slowly by the mixture of different scents that they came from each of the ghouls that were making themselves comfortable on the floor around her. But unfortunately, the Ghoulettes were not here for the game night; something about Aether mumbling a girls' date night or something.

A throat cleared softly off to her side and she whipped it around to find herself looking into the curious but kind eyes of Rain - the Water Ghoul was looking at her. He raised a hand to his face silently and Y/n blinked at him confused until his soft voice spoke up.

"Are you going to take that off?"

Y/n blinked again before she looked around realizing a few things. One, all the ghouls surrounding her wore their sleep clothes and were comfy. And two, they didn't wear their masks. She was the only one wearing hers and she swallowed feeling her hands tremble; grabbing a fistful of the soft blanket in her lap when she'd realized with a start that she hadn't...well she hadn't taken her mask off in front of them before. She usually hid away after duties were done and it was only through the door did they ever really speak. This would be the first time she'd be revealing herself if she had the courage to do it.

"I mean...if you aren't comfortable yet that's okay I know-" Rain began but Y/n shook her head quickly and gave a small smile.

"I...I honestly didn't really um...think about it before." she swallowed thickly thinking of what they might think of her if she did take off her mask.

"If you can't...may I? If it's easier." Rain offered to raise his hands to hover on either side of her head in silent permission or invitation she wasn't quite sure.

But she nodded her permission anyway before she could back out and Rain was gentle as he grabbed the edge of her mask and began to pull it from her head. Her hair came down first like a soft sheen of shiny color and her eyes shone like liquid gold up at him causing a tinge of blush to cross his features as he stared flabbergasted at her. She felt herself panic thinking perhaps she looked funny but as she reached for the mask again she was brought back to reality as Swiss whistled.

"Beautiful...."

She flushed and ducked her head only for her to look back up when a larger figure came to sit on her free side. A large warm hand plopped down onto her head between her horns and rubbed affectionately. She stared up at the towering Mountain - realizing just how small she was compared to him but everyone was small compared to Mountain, still - she appreciated the affectionate touch as he shot her a small smile. He did not say a word to her but she gave him a nod as if she understood his unspoken language and instead tucked her knees to her chest; resting her cheek against the soft blanket that smelled like a bonfire, and crisp autumn leaves with a hint of cinnamon. Dewdrop. This must have been his blanket - the scent was warm and it relaxed her nerves a bit as she rubbed her cheek against it before looking around the others.

"So...what are we playing then?"

Aether cleared his throat and picked up two cardboard boxes. "Truth or Dare...Ghoul's version." his lips curled into a teasing grin.

"What's the difference?" Y/n spoke up looking around with a squinted stare as snickers escaped from a few members.

"It's sort of like...spin the bottle and truth or dare combined." Aether began holding up the two boxes.

"You spin this bottle here..." Dew piped up grabbing an empty beer bottle.

"And whoever it lands on gets to choose truth or dare to ask you...the twist to it is you don't get to decide on the truth or dare....you pick it out of the box at random."

Y/n frowned over at Swiss before pointing at the boxes. "And what happens if I don't want to do whichever one my partner picks?" she questioned suspiciously.

"You take a shot." Dewdrop grinned waving a full unopened bottle of fireball. Typical.

"You game sister?" Swiss added leaning over with a wicked gleam in his eye.

It took a moment for Y/n to reply. Weighing her options. But at last, she gave a firm nod. "Well, if I'm to be part of your pack...I-I suppose seeing the worst up front is a good way to start."

"Excellent, let the chaos begin!" Dewdrop grinned throwing back a premade shot for himself.

Dewdrop Ver. Swiss Ver. Aether Ver. Rain Ver. Mountain Ver.

#Ghost Band #Ghost Swedish band #Ghost Band fandom #Ghouls #ghost ghouls #nameless ghouls #aether ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #mountain ghoul #truth or dare #spin the bottle #Ghost one shots

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bradshawsbitch · 1 year

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𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 - 𝐦𝐚𝐫

fic rec january | fic rec february

unfortunately haven't had as much time to read this month... previous months' count has been 21 + 36 + this months 22 = 79 total reblogged fics!

ahh!! y'all, we made it to the end of @natrace wonderful daggers reblog challenge!! this has been so incredibly fun, and so rewarding seeing so many talented writers and so many wonderful readers giving each other more content to fawn about! 🥹❤️

here is a list of all of the fics I read, loved and reblogged in february for the daggers reblog challenge, please read each individual warning for these fics as some of these are 18+ (you shouldn’t be following me if you’re not over 18…. but still….)

come back (full series, re-read) - bradley x oc - @ereardon

how to utilize a car trunk - jake x reader - @jupitercomet

batting practice pt 2 - bradley x reader - @roosterforme

linger ch 1 - rhett x oc - @bobfloydsbabe

bones, hearts, & marriages - javy x reader - @roleycoleyreccenter

the off-season ch 1 - jake x oc- @/ereardon

baby, i'm high octane (iii) - jake x oc - @laracrofted

fruits of my labor - jake x reader - @roosterbruiser

a touch like honey - bradley x reader - @/jupitercomet

what's in a name? - bradley x reader - @sometimesanalice

old habits die hart pt 16 - bradley x reader - @/roosterforme

singing again - bob x reader - @seresinsbabe

don't ever scare me - floydshaw - @lt-bradshaw

make it messy, baby - bradley x reader - @/roosterforme

the purrfect storm - bradley x reader - @/roosterforme

above the fold ch 21 - jake x oc - @/ereardon

an ugly beast - jake x reader (ish) - @topguncortez

old habits die hard pt 17 - bradley x reader - @/roosterforme

the younger kind pt 1 - bradley x reader - @/roosterforme

happy birthday, mr. president - bob x reader - @rhettabbotts

right girl, wrong time - bradley x reader - @/roosterforme

puzzle pieces - bob x reader - @/roosterbruiser

YOU ARE ALL INCREDIBLE THANK YOU FOR SHARING YOUR WORK WITH ME ❤️❤️❤️

#bradley bradshaw x reader #bob floyd x reader #jake seresin x reader #rhett abbott x reader #javy machado x reader #tgm fic recs #tgm fic rec list #fic rec #daggers reblog challenge #alex ficrec masters

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90percentstudios · 20 days

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Why is the files for dialogue done in the way they are for CKC? each background has a file which dictates dialogue that happens when you click on things and enter for the first time, then there's files for dialogue for interacting with characters (One for main one, one for secondary) and then like 1 for each character with an inventory and what they say when you click on items, and then you have "misclabels.rpyc" which I can't point an actual trend for, so I guess "Misc labels" works, but god, I'm so confused by these, are these standard practice for RenPy games and I just didn't know? Dialogue is a spiders web of files that interconnect but I don't know how. Please, make sense of this for me, because I like tinkering with game files, and I wanna futz around with this games code and make shitposts/memes in the game. (Also why does dialogue order from Latest Episode to Oldest Episode most of the time?)

i don't know if it's standard practice but i personally like organizing things based on the background environment for continuity purposes. if i'm writing a scene in cody's room, it's nice to have the previous scenes on hand in the same file in case i want to make references to them.

for scenes in miscmainchar/miscsecochar, sometimes characters move around/can exist in multiple backgrounds, but still play the same scene regardless. in this case they're not really tied to a single background environment, so i like to keep them in separate .rpy files. these are split between main character and secondary character scenes to reduce the line count. after working on purrfect apawcalypse i realized having a single file with thousands of lines was a nightmare to work with. inventory scenes are also in separate .rpy files cuz that's intuitive to me and another way to split up long files.

misclabels.rpy was for scenes that played in multiple background environments (and hence, wouldn't belong in any particular file). so like, lockers usually play the same scene no matter what part of the hallway you're in, that's why they're in misclabels. i don't always follow this rule though, like idk what skashop_mannequinlog is doing in there but blame season 1 denny.

and lastly, i usually write latest episode scenes at the top of the file because it's easier for me to get to, like literally less scrolling to reach.

anyway, it's intuitive to me as someone who works in these files daily, but i can see how it'd be like a massive labyrinth to others. if it helps to know, i usually open the entire game folder in vscode and search for a specific line of dialogue to find the file it's in, or searching "_s1e1" or whatever episode you're looking for can yield episode specific labels (spoiler alert if you look up "_s3e#").

#cool kid cody #90% denny

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lake-archive · 10 days

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Track 6

Fandom: Hypnosis Mic

Series: The Past Is The Past... Right?

Characters: Eli (by @watersofcamelot) (mentioned), Ole (OC), Sasara Nurude

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CATZ… A crew made on a whim. Ole was more than aware that he had been hastily throwing the three of them together yet it was a sense of emergency making him do so. But the two were more than ready for any operations… It was not something Ole could say, let alone confirm. It was the opposite. He could tell from their attitudes and the one time he heard them rap, let alone their practices together… The two are held back by something. While the old man had a pretty good idea for Ann, given that he had to deal with them personally for a year, Eli was a tricky one. There was something in the air, something which was rather tight. And so, Ole did his research.

Though it was not via news articles nor live performances, the old man of a cat had already gone through all of those. No, there was one source he had not exhausted yet, one he could probably use… To see if he could put the pieces together… Sasara Nurude.

O – “Hello.

Can I talk to you for a moment?”

S – “Good meowning! Look what cat has made it out of the bag!

Of course! What can I do for ya, feline friend?”

O – “You were part of Mad Comic Dialogue, weren’t you?”

S – “Huuh… That’s a name I haven’t heard in a while. Your super secret purrfect cat senses?”

Oh the puns… But alas, this old man actually didn’t mind all that much. He had gotten used to it fairly quickly.

O – “You could say that.

But I don’t want to know about that. I want to know about The Knight.”

And no response for a moment. The cat just sat there, in front of the phone, waiting for a response. Was Sasara trying to collect his thoughts? An ancient memory triggered by this mere cat? Had it been too long? Or perhaps—

S – “Oh,you mean The Knight And His Polyarmory of three!”

He was thinking of a pun, of course. At that Ole’s ears dropped for a moment and if he could have sighed, he would have. But his paws moved across the screen once again.

O – “Just The Knight…”

S – “And here I thought he was rusting in peace.”

O – “So you know him?”

S – “Haha, I couldn't forget da boi, even if I tried. He was quite a pushover y’know.”

Pushover?

O – “He caused you problems, didn’t he?”

S – “Nah, he’s a fine fella from what I remember. But I haven’t seen ‘im in a good while.”

O – “He’s doing alright, I assure you.”

As alright as he could be at least…

S – “Huuuh…

Sir Ole knows something I don’t.”

O – “My owner and I are living with him.”

And another moment of silence. Was that too much detail? Hmm… Maybe not Ole’s smartest move. He got along with the young comedian from Osaka but–

S – “What a surrrrprise!”

Surrprise? That wasn’t even a pun…

S – “So you’re trying to get intel about him now?”

O – “Personal reports rather. I want to see what he was like years ago.”

S – “Years ago ya say…

An eager, good boy who really loved to rap into the knight!”

O – “Interesting…”

Though it sounded hard to believe nowadays.

S – “Not lookin’ that good, is it?”

O – “The boy is a mystery…”

S – “Ya don’t have to tell me twice.

Been meeting him a few times but he was always hard to trust. I can't tell what he keeps bottled up… Sometimes literally!

Anyways, him quitting came as a shock to the world, not even I knew what’s been going on. But it wasn’t surprisin’ in the end.”

O – “How so?”

S – “I don’t know how to put it but… Weeks before things seemed tense between him and his own little Roundtable. So it was only a matter of time… But goin’ into hiding…”

Ah, a tension… And Ole had overheard Ann’s and Eli’s conversation from before… How Eli came to quit. It would make sense, even others could tell. A passionate rapper turning his back… But did he want to? Hiding like this…

O – “That’s all I needed to hear. Thank you.”

Yeah, it was plenty… In fact, gathering intel was not the answer. Instead, Ole should go out of his way and test something…

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#Nimue's Lake #fanfiction #fanfic #fic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #hypmic #hypnosis mic oc #hypmic oc #sasara nurude #nurude sasara #hypmic sasara

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furryservie77-blog · 2 years

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DreamWorks - Puss in Boots Chibis

I rather like these 3 cats but they were the only one's feline fellows. Aren't they cute?

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mageofcolors · 5 months

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PURRFECT APAWCALYPSE CHARACTERS PLAYING MINECRAFT:

-Olive is the one who makes the server and invites all their friends. They love them all very much and give them all op.

-Olive is very much a builder. Their goal is to build a whole village with a big house for everyone to sleep over at. They don't do super HUGE bases like megabases or anything, they just collect a lot of small things they built over time in one area. They also have a free service of building the other server members a house for free. When Coco refused they got sad so they all ended up agreeing. In the end Olive builds a house for everyone (as well as a big sleepover house) whether they actually use it or not.

-Brownie and Patches enter a prank war that kept escalating until they accidentally exploded a piece of Olive's build and made them cry. They both also learned redstone for this purpose. In the end Olive had to take away their op privilages until they promised to be good dogs and and stop /killing each other

-Coco and Mitts have a competition for who can get the best gear and grind for netherite as well as the best enchants. They both have very good villager halls they put together with every book enchant and all the villagers zombie cured.

-At one point Olive felt bad for the villagers being trapped in Coco's village hall (they hadn't found Mitt's yet) and set them free. Coco was VERY angry because a chunk of her villagers died and threatened to burn down one of Olive's builds but they swore to protect their build with their life, which ended with Coco killing Olive. They play woth keep inventory on so it wasn't too much damage. yknow aside from the emotional damage of killing Olive. They were very sad. In the end the two came to an agreement that Coco is to provide the villagers with a proper living space and Coco reluctantly obliged.

-Mitt made sure to hide their villagers well from that point on.

-Sparky is a big elytra user! He likes to build elytra obstacle courses for people to practice their records on and he gives a prize for the winner within a certain time frame. Patches and Brownie regularly cheat on these courses by altering the times on the score board.

-Angel is a big book writer/hoarder. He likes to keep record of everything that's happening in books and keep them for his library. He also writes his own stories and a bit of poetry in them.

-Patches also writes his own books and Angel buys them from him for his collections.

Olive's favorite mob is the Enderman. They are super protective of them and get very upset if anyone hurts them. They think people should be respectful of their wishes and just not look them in the eyes >:(

-Olive is just REALLY good at not looking at the Endermen's eyes. Partly because they have a tendency to look down more often than up

-Patches was the first to collect all the cats in the game.

-Meanwhile Angel has an army of dogs. Like literally a hundred dogs. Each one of them has a name and he keeps a detailed family tree of them made of signs on a wall in his base

-Ginger is big on farming. She has a big farm she lets anyone use and she has a big santuary for different mobs, making sure they're all well cared for.

-When they all went to fight the Ender Dragon Olive was adamantly against killing the dragon which resulted in their death multiple times. The rest were competing for who would get the achievement for killing the dragon. Ginger was the one to kill it in the end.

-Olive took the egg to keep it safe from everyone else. They hope it'll hatch someday.

#purrfect apawcalypse #mage post #mage text

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sohemotional · 11 months

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Insatiable - Brittana Fanfiction

Summary: Brittany's sudden, confusing mood swings have been making Santana's head spin lately but she soon figures out what's causing them... and she’s the only one who can make it better. Season 3 Era Brittana Smut and Fluff

Rating: M

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Santana smiled to herself, glancing at the picture she kept in her locker of herself and Brittany cuddled close, right next to the silly yet adorable “Lord Tubbington thinks you’re purrfect” drawing her girlfriend had somehow slipped in there that was oddly validating to look at whenever she was having a bad day.

Her girlfriend… as in her girlfriend girlfriend. Just the thought of that brought a big, cheesy grin to her face. She’d probably be embarrassed about how goofy her facial expression was if anyone else could see her right then. She was becoming such a sap. Thankfully the school day was over and the hallways were deserted as the students had cleared out almost instantly.

She wasn’t one to be all sunshine and rainbows about well… anything but there was a lot to celebrate recently. Between finally being honest with others about her sexuality, actually dating the girl of her dreams - who if she was being honest, she had been in love with since childhood - and being able to tell the whole world how she felt about Brittany, Santana was having a great year.

It was one of those rare days when Santana didn’t have to drop Brittany home because the blonde’s mother had opted to drive her to her dance class she took halfway across town and they had some other mother daughter bonding shopping trip the two had been looking forward to for a while.

It was a Friday, meaning it was Santana and Brittany’s special date night. She didn’t have Glee Club practice, homework or anything Cheerios-related to worry about for the afternoon, which was a relief but after a while Santana’s thoughts began to drift to what Brittany had looked like that day, traipsing up and down the school in cute, tiny black shorts with suspenders and the most adorable pink and white polka dot shirt that revealed a sliver of pale, freckled skin on her lower abs and hips because it was just a little too small for her.

It had only been a few hours since their last class together but she was starting to miss her girl. She thought of Brittany the entire drive home, not accustomed to not having her there in the passenger seat singing along to pop songs or saying silly, adorable things just to make serious Santana smile.

Britt, are you home yet from your class?

She typed out the text quickly when she got to her bedroom, trying to keep her mind out of the gutter when she thought back to Brittany’s thick, creamy thighs, tiny waist and the way that tight blouse was clinging to her perky breasts. Even that super cute, high ponytail the girl was wearing that showed off her elegant neck had been such a turn on for Santana, she’d had to cross her legs and force herself to avoid leering at the girl so openly in class. She was dating the sexiest girl to ever exist. How did she get so lucky?

Fifteen minutes, then thirty passed and there was no response so Santana went off to busy herself by cleaning her room finally like her mom and Brittany had been hinting at - very sneakily in the blonde’s case - for ages. After she picked up her clothes from the floor and threw them into the hamper then kind of made up the bed and took a shower, she figured that was enough for the day and then just lazed around doing nothing.

Usually Brittany would reply almost instantly to her but Santana figured she probably got distracted by her family or something cat-related. Knowing her girlfriend, Brittany probably left her phone in her room and didn’t hear it, so Santana didn’t think too much of it. Santana knew how chaotic the Pierce parents and Brittany’s younger sister Stacy could be. She sent another text asking if the blonde was okay an hour later but still didn’t get a response, which was pretty weird. Santana started to worry for a second, her protective side kicking in and eventually called the girl when she didn’t answer any of her texts.

“Oh! Hi, Santana!” Brittany sounded really breathless and there was this high-pitched sound to her voice when she answered on the second ring. It was cute but Santana tilted her head to the side in confusion, frowning.

“Britt? Is everything okay? Did you see my texts?”

“Oh- I didn’t until now- I’m so sorry, San. I didn’t mean to worry you.”

“That’s okay. You wanna come over to my place? My mom’s making pollo guisado, your favourite and we can do whatever you want… or I’ll take you out, anywhere you want. That new fancy five star steakhouse place just opened up,” The black-haired girl suggested, smiling in excitement at the thought of a romantic date just the way she wanted it. Lima actually having a new restaurant that wasn’t Breadstix, that dim sum place Tina hated or Taco Bell was a huge deal for them, as pathetic as that was. “They have that expensive shrimp thing you like. It’s my treat.”

“I can’t!”

Santana’s dark eyes widened, not expecting this response as Brittany never usually got flustered and snapped at her, especially not when their conversation was going so well before that. Most of all, Brittany would usually be delighted at the idea of them going out together. She had been over the moon lately since Santana had been asking her out on so many dates and really putting an effort into the romantic, sentimental side of things. Had Santana done something wrong? She tried to think back to what she could have done to offend the girl.

“I mean, I’m so sorry, that came out all wrong. You’re so sweet and I’d love to but I just really can’t go out tonight. Don’t feel like it.”

“Not even if I buy you shrimp? Are you feeling sick?”

“No, I’m not sick. I just don’t feel like it tonight, sorry.”

That was weird. Brittany refusing shrimp, especially when Santana was paying for it, was practically unheard of. The blonde definitely liked it when her rich girlfriend treated her to the finer things in life and Santana enjoyed nothing more than spoiling her.

Brittany was usually so bubbly and extroverted. She never missed the chance to go out with her anywhere and was always up for an adventure, especially on their date nights. She’d go out anywhere with Santana, even if it was just to the park down the block with the broken swing set.

For once, Santana was completely baffled and began to wonder who she could ask about girl-related problems, despite also being a girl herself. She couldn’t believe she was turning into the equivalent of one of those pathetic dudes who needed girlfriend advice. Her, Santana Lopez of all people… she was a total chick magnet and she should be an expert on all things girl related. She couldn’t stand the guys in Glee and she wasn’t about to make herself look like an idiot by asking them for help with this. Out of the bunch, Mike or Finn were probably the safest to ask and they both had long-term girlfriends so they might understand these complicated relationship things but she just couldn’t lower herself to that level.

“It’s fine… We’ll save some of my mom’s cooking for you anyway but just tell me, what are you doing? Your voice sounds kind of different. Were you working out before I called you?”

“No, it’s not that.”

She sounded so jittery. Santana arched a black eyebrow… was Brittany hiding something from her? That was practically unheard of for the blonde.

“Then please tell me, Britt,” She whined softly, her voice tinged with concern. Sometimes she had to really work for it and pull these things out of her girlfriend when the tall blonde was being a little confusing. “Tell me what I can do to make you feel better.”

There was a long pause. Brittany being eccentric wasn’t exactly a new thing but for once Santana was beginning to feel like she needed a guidebook on Brittanyisms. She remained patient, allowing her girl to explain.

“Santana I… um… really need you to come over,” The darker girl shivered, her stomach flipping and fluttering at the seductive edge to her girlfriend’s voice. “My parents just left on their trip and Stacy has a sleepover at her friend’s house, so we’ll be alone. I need your help. I really, really need you, right now, okay? I need you like that, okay? Will you come over?”

Santana sucked in a breath, her heart beating so fucking fast and crossed her legs, shifting around on the bed. The very idea Brittany was putting out was making her feel really hot and bothered but first thing’s first, she had to get her mind out of the gutter and figure out why Brittany was acting so bizarre, even for her. Going from refusing shrimp to practically begging her to have her wicked way with her was a big jump. Not to mention her girlfriend had never exactly sounded embarrassed or ashamed before when she told Santana explicitly what she wanted to do to her in bed in the past.

“Why didn’t you just say you wanted to get frisky? Of course I will, Babe but you’re starting to worry me.” Santana wasn’t one to ever refuse her girl, especially when she clearly wanted to get naked with her ASAP but her behaviour wasn’t typical. She thought long and hard about what Brittany’s mannerisms could mean. She considered herself an expert in figuring out Brittany’s quirks and what any sudden mood change meant. Brittany was more subtle about her mood shifts compared to herself and you had to think a little deeper to figure her out sometimes.

Then it hit her… that breathy, high-pitched and slightly shy sound of the blonde’s voice… She knew that sound anywhere…. The way she snapped at Santana before for literally no reason even though Brittany never raised her voice at anyone ever, especially her.

Even that weird silent treatment her girlfriend had given her that morning when she caught the Latina staring for a second too long at the long legs of another tall, blonde cheerleader who bent over in front of the black-haired girl was starting to make sense.

“Britt… Wait a second, when is your period due?”

“Um, two days from now, I think,” Brittany eventually answered, still so out of breath and Santana heard the sound of fabric rustling. She could just picture the blonde girl shifting around on her bed. “I lost my calendar and I couldn’t read it anyway, so I might have the dates a little off but I’m 99% sure it’s due then and I can just feel it.”

Santana smirked knowingly and lowered her voice to a husky, deep drawl, knowing it would make her girlfriend squirm just to hear it.

“You were touching yourself before I called, weren’t you?”

The line went quiet except for a startled intake of breath from the blonde and Santana’s cocky smirk deepened.

“Yes.” Brittany’s uncharacteristically shy, soft voice as she admitted the truth made Santana conscious of the sudden pressure between her own legs. Brittany was not one to be demure about admitting to what she did sexually but her coy, innocent girl act she put on for Santana at times turned the Hispanic girl on beyond belief and they both knew that. Wait a minute, was that a moan she had just heard from the girl?

“Are you fucking yourself right now?”

There was another long pause and Santana heard Brittany’s breath hitch. She kept the dirty talk going, knowing how much of a turn on it was for the blonde. Santana was loving every second of this.

“I just needed this so badly. Sorry, Santana… I couldn’t wait.”

God her moans were so pretty. How was literally everything about this girl so pretty?

“It’s okay, keep going. You can’t help it, can you? You’re thinking of me screwing you real good,” Brittany’s silence and sharp gasp all but confirmed the answer. “You’re all horny before that time of the month and you need me to fuck you so badly, don’t you, Baby Girl?”

“Yes, please, Santana,” That desperate whine from Brittany practically made the darker girl throb as she pictured the girl curled up on her bed with its cute, girly pink and baby blue sheets, her cheeks flushed, touching herself the entire time with lithe fingers, maybe even fucking herself with that pink toy she owned that they both knew about. The thought of that made Santana clench her legs together tightly, the room suddenly feeling ten times hotter and she had never been so jealous of an inanimate object. “Oh, I need you so much. It’s just not enough… I need your fingers. The pressure won’t go away.”

Santana breathed out a sigh of relief once she was able to think a little more clearly again through the intense wave of arousal Brittany’s words had caused in her. This was something she could handle. In fact, it excited her beyond belief. Brittany almost always was desperate and horny right before her period, which meant the two of them had great sex. She couldn’t believe she had been so slow on the uptake this month but all of the stupid Glee Club shenanigans were distracting her. She should have known this was what Brittany’s sudden mood swings were about.

Even before they started dating, Santana could count on Brittany to practically jump her bones every month at a specific time like clockwork. It was practically a ritual for them and it made Santana smug, pleased that it had always been only her Brittany wanted when that intense feeling hit her.

“I’ll be there in five minutes. Don’t you worry, Princess. I’ll make everything better.”

Santana had never driven anywhere so fast in her life, pulling up in front of the Pierce house and noticing with a smirk that just as Brittany mentioned, Whitney’s car wasn’t there and the driveway was empty. She loved when they had Brittany’s house to themselves and didn’t have to hold back. It wasn’t as if Whitney and Pierce had any issues with their relationship - in fact it was quite the opposite as they were overjoyed about the two of them dating - but it was still somewhat awkward sneaking around together while knowing that the blonde’s parents were around. Not that it had stopped them before…

She was holding a bag with a tub of chocolate ice cream and an assortment of candy bars for Britt that she swore she had managed to pick out and pay for at lightning speed from the convenience store on her way over, knowing that Brittany was going to need something sweet when she had this problem.

Santana fished out the key from its hiding place under one of Whitney’s plant pots and opened the door, calling to her girlfriend. Brittany skipped downstairs wearing just an old, oversized grey t-shirt that she had stolen from Santana a while back and nothing else. Santana loved it, her lips curving into a sideways smirk. The girl’s fair hair was out of its ponytail and fell to her shoulders in those long, beachy, blonde waves Santana adored so much on her. Santana’s eyes lingered on her chest, noticing that apparently her girlfriend hadn’t bothered to wear a bra either and the girl’s nipples were pointed. She swallowed hard, clearing her throat.

Brittany launched herself into Santana’s arms, clinging to her so tightly as if she never wanted to let her go and sighing in relief. She practically jumped on her, wrapping her legs around her, which nearly caused both of them to fall over as they both giggled. She closed her eyes, trying to tame her arousal again as those hardened nipples pressed against her own chest.

“Oh thank goodness you’re here,” She sighed against Santana’s neck, pressing her lips to the hot flesh just once and nuzzling closer as she ran her palms along Santana’s strong biceps down to her forearms while humming approvingly. “Mm you feel so good. I love when you hold me like this.”

“I would never leave you, Britt. You should have called me earlier though, I’d have come down. Look, I bought you lots of stuff. All your favourites.”

The blonde’s eyes lit up when she saw what Santana had and she kissed her on the cheek at least three times in gratitude as she thanked her. She immediately tried some of the ice cream straight from the tub, sharing some with Santana from her spoon.

“You know me so well. Aw, you didn’t have to, San. You’re the sweetest person ever in the universe.”

“It’s nothing, Britt. I know how much you need chocolate when it’s that time of the month.” Santana was happy that the snacks seemed to have cheered Brittany right up and pleased that her instincts had been correct when she decided on the impromptu shopping trip. She shared ice cream with Brittany for a while longer, both of them just standing around the kitchen table in comfortable silence and then her gaze inevitably fell to Brittany’s breasts again.

“What?” Brittany smirked, a sly look on her face as she teased her. “You’ve been looking at them the whole time since I came down. It’s like your eyes are laser focused. Usually you’re obsessed with my thighs and ass so it’s a little surprising.”

“You can’t blame me. They look rounder than normal even…” Santana shrugged as she was caught in the act, trying to act casual even though her face heated up a little as she chuckled. She leaned close to the blonde’s ear, tucking an errant strand behind it as she made no effort to disguise glancing at the girl’s chest again. “And I see that your air conditioner is definitely working properly.”

“Santana!” Brittany giggled, shaking her head at her and crossed her arms over her chest so the nipples were hidden from view, much to Santana’s disappointment.

Santana was completely mesmerized when Brittany winked at her playfully, pushing her chest outward after that and uncovering her boobs so that they were fully on display again as she walked over to the freezer. She felt like such a horndog but this was Brittany’s fault for teasing her, at least that was what she told herself. She came up behind the other girl, wrapping her arms around her waist and felt her up boldly, pushing her up against the fridge as her palms covered her breasts. Her hips were flush against Brittany’s ass as she grinded against her slightly.

“You’re so fucking sexy, Britt. Can I touch?”

She circled her nipple with her fingertip and Brittany squirmed against her. Then she pinched it roughly just the way she knew Brittany liked, causing the girl to gasp and lean back against her slightly shorter frame.

“Stop.”

Santana smirked at Brittany’s high-pitchy, girly voice. Her tone of voice was so soft and half-hearted, more like a whiny moan under her breath than an actual complaint. Brittany was so adorable when she was like this. She pulled Santana’s hand back to her breast when she pretended to pull it away with a cat-like sound of irritation so the darker girl figured it was just a token protest. Holy fuck, this was so hot, even if they were doing this in the Pierces’ kitchen with it’s insanely bright colours and weird everything.

She knew the tall girl was definitely PMSing when Santana tried to grab her by the hips and she pulled away with a cute growl, holding Santana’s other wrist to prevent from going any higher on her inner thigh. Brittany whipped around so fast that Santana got knocked over right on her ass, staring up at her moody girlfriend cluelessly. Despite that, the dark-haired girl was undeterred.

“Whoa. What, I can’t touch you? I thought you wanted me to?” She cocked her head to the side, putting on her most charming, seductive smile and smouldering stare that she was sure the blonde would be completely unable to resist. “Isn’t that why I’m here?”

That turned out to be the wrong thing to say. Brittany shook her head, putting her hand on Santana’s shoulder and pushing her away just slightly when she tried to pull her into a makeout session.

“Santana,” She whined, rolling her eyes and holding the girl’s wrist firmly as she whipped around to face her. “Not yet, okay? I’m not ready just yet.”

“Whoa, okay I’m sorry, Britt-Britt. Okay, fine, I’ll just be all lonesome over here without your sweet kisses.” Santana pouted playfully, pretending to be all put out by this even though the truth was, she was fully willing to do this on Brittany’s terms. The blonde was giving off some serious mixed signals here, which was the real problem.

Brittany saw the darker girl’s disappointed facial expression and instantly began to cry in response. Santana was astounded, realizing her girlfriend was actually crying real tears about something so minor. Brittany being reduced to tears was the worst thing in the world and made her heart ache like nothing else did. Even worse was the thought that it was her fault her girlfriend was in such a fragile state.

“Oh, Brittany, it’s okay. Really, I’m not upset if you want to wait, I was just joking around. What happened?” She tried to make her voice as tender as possible, realizing how sensitive her girlfriend was feeling at the moment.

“It’s just that you’re being so nice and perfect and your dimples are super adorable but I’ve been so mean to you all day. Even just now I ruined it when all you wanted to do was touch your girlfriend,” Brittany sobbed. “I’m so bloated too today and I’m weird and I don’t deserve you!”

Santana was speechless for a while at the girl’s outburst. It was difficult to understand Brittany’s words at first because they were so jumbled together and this was the last thing she was expecting her to say. Wow, Brittany wasn’t kidding when she said she wasn’t feeling well. Brittany was normally so calm and confident but even the blonde had her insecure moments. Santana was probably the only person other than her parents who ever saw the girl in her most vulnerable state.

“Whoa, Britt- Britt, shh, okay, one thing at a time, okay? Everything is okay, I promise. I know you don’t mean it today when you get a little moody. Your body looks even sexier than ever if that’s possible. Seriously, I could never not be turned on by you and from the moment I saw you tonight I’ve been wanting you. You actually thought it would be possible for me not to want you? Believe me, I’m only human and it’s a struggle not to ravage you right here.”

That seemed to bring some of the sparkle back to those soft eyes. Brittany’s face softened as Santana gently caressed her flushed cheek, looking directly into her clear eyes that had darkened to a stormy blue since she was so upset. Santana gently wiped away a tear on the girl’s cheek with the pad of her thumb.

“You really mean that?”

“Of course,” She gently pulled the girl close and held her in her arms. Brittany nuzzled into her neck, wrapping her arms around her as well and relaxed eventually as Santana stroked her back. “Can I kiss you now or would you shriek and scratch me like one of your cats if I try?”

“Mm, yes you can,” Brittany giggled at her joke as she wrapped her arms around Santana’s neck, instantly leaning closer and giving in to the kiss. “I love your kisses.”

The kiss started off tender as Santana gently pressed her lips against her warm soft ones, cupping the girl’s flushed cheek. What began as a soft, romantic kiss heated up quickly, Santana’s fingers carding through her long waves of hair. They continued kissing, breathing heavily and Brittany’s lips parted so Santana’s tongue could slip inside. Santana’s mind went blissfully blank, butterflies dancing in her stomach and those little fireworks igniting inside of her like they always did whenever she kissed this girl.

“Mm, you smell so good, even better than normal somehow and you feel really soft.” Santana moaned, loving how Brittany’s kisses were sweet from the ice cream and that cherry taste from her lip gloss she always wore. She stroked Brittany’s soft hair, leaning in close to kiss her neck as they separated for air. Brittany’s natural light and delicate scent was dizzying as Santana closed her eyes, savouring every second of this.

“I just had a shower before you came over and washed my hair with that shampoo you like so much.” She explained, whining softly at the feeling of Santana’s full lips pressing those hot kisses to the sensitive skin of her neck. Her hands gripped into rich, black hair, pulling the girl even closer to her as she revealed more of her neck for her.

She began to say something that turned into a moan as Santana sucked on the soft skin, wanting to leave a mark. When they eventually separated, they were both flushed but Santana was happy to see a gentle smile on the taller girl’s lips again. Her smile fell and she pouted with a guilty expression when she saw Santana grinning at her.

“You’re just so perfect to me like you always are. I’m sorry I’ve been so moody and weird today. I know I made you confused. I was so sure I must have scared you off.”

Santana frowned, shaking her head and put her arms around Brittany’s waist.

“Hey, look at me. You could never scare me off and I love you being quirky, even if it’s a little confusing sometimes. Brittany, it’s okay; you can’t help it. It’s just your hormones. Sweetheart, just tell me next time so I’ll know to help you sooner, okay?”

Brittany nodded against her chest as they just held each other tightly, swaying softly in place. Santana was relieved that the blonde was calmer and more like her usual self.

“You still love me even though I get all moody and confuse you so much?”

“I’m in love with everything about you. I love girls because they’re girls and the hormonal stuff kind of comes with the territory, Babe. Believe me, I should know. Besides, you should know by now that I love all of the little confusing things you do and the way you make my head spin, Britt. You’re my girl.”

Brittany beamed at her, dipping her head bashfully as Santana watched her closely with loving dark brown eyes.

“So tonight, even if I just wanted to cuddle and watch movies all night with you and my cat, you’d be okay with doing that with me?” Brittany asked, sniffling as she wiped a tear from her eye and then chatting to Lord Tubbington who was weaving in between their legs. Santana tensed up for a moment as Brittany looked like she was about to cry again when she picked up her cat, cradling the giant feline in her arms like a baby. Santana squirmed, bracing herself for another crying session as Brittany’s chin crumpled and her lower lip wobbled as she gazed lovingly at her tabby cat. “He’s just so beautiful. I’ll never let anyone hurt you, my precious angel baby kitten.”

Okay, that was definitely the estrogen talking. Santana didn’t quite know how to handle this situation. She didn’t think Lord Tubbington was any danger of anyone trying to hurt him - probably more likely the other way around, judging by the way he was staring at Santana right now with fury in his eyes - but she put her arm around Brittany comfortingly all the same, trying to ignore the way the cat was glaring at her then hissed and swiped as she came close. The two of them had always had a rivalry.

“If that’s what makes you feel better, Britt. You don’t think I’m only here for sex, do you? I mean, yeah, not gonna lie, I really want you right now and that cute little shorts suspenders thing you wore at school was the hottest thing ever but if you want to cuddle with movies and ice cream, I can totally do that with you.”

Brittany smirked at her knowingly, rolling her eyes fondly.

“That’s good to know,” She trailed the tip of her finger up Santana’s chest teasingly and her voice turned seductive when she whispered into her ear, poking her in the chest. “But the thing is, I really do want to have sex with you.”

Oh yeah. Santana smirked cockily. So apparently Brittany had just been testing her.

“Is that so? I can totally make that happen for you, Babe.”

“Hm, I bet,” Brittany fluttered her eyelashes flirtatiously and Santana was caught up in the spell of her feminine wiles for a moment, disoriented and confused when a really heavy, furry and hissing being was suddenly placed in her arms. “But first, I need you to hold Lord Tubbington while I clip his claws, okay?”

“Wait! Britt- I-”

Santana’s eyebrows jumped toward her hairline, frowning as the massive feline struggled to get away from her, howling and snapping. Santana was pretty sure she deserved a medal for being the most patient girlfriend in the world as she held Lord Tubbington down. Finally, the fat cat had been cared for and went off in a huff, his tail twitching.

Santana was grumpy about that ordeal and about being covered in grey fur but she reminded herself that this night was about Brittany and if dealing with her thuggish cat made the girl happy, that’s what she’d do. The kiss on the cheek she got from Brittany and the way she looked at her adoringly when it was all over did make it so worth it anyway.

Eventually Brittany took her hand, intertwining their fingers and lead her up to her bedroom. The blonde instantly flopped onto her bed facedown. Santana noticed that pink toy Brittany loved so much in the corner and the blonde smirked knowingly, shaking her head when her girlfriend glared at the offending object.

“You really did get started without me.” Santana pouted, pretending to be wounded. Brittany just laughed, kissing her on the lips apologetically.

“Don’t be jealous, Babe. You always feel so much better than that.” Brittany mouthed against her ear with a smile as Santana closed her eyes, heat and pressure coiling at the base of her spine.