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f10werfae · 1 year

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Ice Pop Baby

pairing: Sugar Daddy!Chris Evans x Pregnant!Reader

summary: Being pregnant in summer sucks, but being pregnant in summer with Chris Evans, doesn’t suck as much

Disclaimer: This story is fiction and should not be taken literally, the behaviour is simply imaginative and the content may be inappropriate

Just a small something until new years♥️

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“Baby you’re so warm n’ soft, love you” Chris whispered hugging onto the back of Y/n, one of his hands protectively holding onto her 7 month pregnancy bump. “Stop it Chrissy, it’s too warm” Y/n whined slightly shrugging his arms off her naked body, the summer heat starting to get to her.

“What so you don’t love me back then?” Chris teased lifting his head up to peek over his lover’s shoulder, his hand softly rubbing over her stomach and up her chest to her jaw. His fingers then turned her face to his, where their lips met in a passionate kiss, his tongue swiping over her lips and into her wet mouth.

“M’ just with you for the money, clearly” Y/n motioned to her stomach jokingly as they broke away from the kiss, Chris’ hand swiping the string of saliva connecting both of their swollen lips. “Uh huh yeah I shoulda known” Chris teased finally sitting up, the comforter falling to his lap as Y/n turned and placed her head onto his shoulder.

“No but really, I love you so much, and this lil life we made together” Y/n beamed tucking the comforter beneath her stomach, placing both of her hands on it, both of them watching as an outline of a foot emerged at the surface. “I love you too sweets, and our little jellybean” Chris smiled bending down to kiss her stomach, resulting in him getting a few unwanted kicks to the face.

“Ya wanna get me an ice pop, daddy” Y/n smirked rubbing on Chris’ thigh acting innocent, her face pulled into a wide grin. “Ugh you know I can’t resist your gorgeous face” Chris groaned kissing her lips quickly before sliding out of bed, his nude form exiting the room before heading to the kitchen.

“Your daddy loves us so much baby boo, i’ll tell how you met when you’re older. It’s not very age appropriate per say” Y/n whispered, her head turning once she saw Chris arrive back in with the ice pop already in his mouth; this pregnant lady did not like to share

“Chrisssyyy, that’s my ice pop you dick” Y/n pouted shimmying back under the covers and turning away from Chris. “Baby who says we can’t share? We share everything remember?” Chris bent down and kissed Y/n sloppily, letting her taste the ice pop through his tongue, her whimpers being silenced by him as she felt the ice pop star to drip onto her chest.

“Oops sorry momma, gotta clean ya up” He winked bending down, licking up her tit and over her now hardened nipple, dragging his tongue up her throat and back into her mouth. “You’re so dirty Chris” Y/n moaned watching her husband drip the treat all over her body in multiple places, relieving her from the heat.

“Just for you baby, jus for you”

“But now i’m all sticky and hot” Y/n whined, “Don’t worry babe, i’ll be sticky too and it’ll cancel out” Chris smirked giving her another big lick

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togrowoldinv · 1 year

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Sexiest Man Alive

Chris Evans x Female Reader

You wake up to the news that your boyfriend has been named the Sexiest Man Alive.

Warnings: 18+ please! There’s a little bit of smut involved in this one

Note: So, this is just a quick something I wrote when I woke up to this news about Chris. Can’t believe he finally won. As he should. Enjoy!

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When you wake up, it’s to the sound of your phone dinging over and over again. You worry it’s an emergency, so you reach over your sleeping boyfriend to get your phone.

What you see is just about everyone you know texting you about Chris and some photoshoot. You try to think of which one they mean and come up short. He’d gone to a few lately.

But when you open your messages it all makes sense.

“Chris, oh my god!” You say as you likely shake him awake.

“What is it, babe?” He asks with an adorable Bostonian morning voice.

“You’re the sexiest man alive,” you relay what the magazine says.

“Oh thanks,” Chris says.

“No, Chris you’re on People magazine,” you say, not thinking he understands that you aren’t just complimenting him.

“Yeah, baby. Did that come out today?”

“I guess so. Everyone is sending it to me and-“ you get distracted from your words as you start looking at the photos. And god, does he look good.

“Do you think it was a good choice? I don’t know because there are so many other guys,” Chris starts being a little bit insecure.

“Chris, my love, you are the sexiest man alive. The universe agrees. Do you need me to show you?” You ask him.

His cheeks blush a deep red as you toss your phone to the side and straddle him. He holds you as you lean down and kiss his lips. They’re soft like always and his moan of pleasure satisfies you.

“Y/n, please,” Chris says when your hips rock against his.

“I’ve got you, sexy,” you say and the two of you giggle at how it sounds. “Okay, maybe I’ll stick with not saying that one.”

“Sounds good, babe,” Chris agrees.

You show him instead of call him sexy as you move down his body to take his cock in your mouth. It’s a practiced action as you lick and suck him until he’s practically squirming underneath you.

“I’m going to cum, baby,” Chris says.

“Go on,” you say. And with that he reaches the ultimate pleasure with the shout of your name.

“Fuck, y/n. I need to be named the sexiest man alive every morning,” Chris jokes as you move back to lay next to him.

“I agree. I’m never going to stop looking at these photos,” you say as you grab your phone again.

“Well, let me at least help you out while you do,” Chris drops a kiss to your cheek before he moves to bury his face between your legs.

“Oh Chris, yeah it was definitely the gray in the beard that made them pick you,” you as you feel his beard brush against your thighs.

“You think so?” He asks with a cute smile.

“I do.”

“Guess I’ll have to grow it out again so the gray will show up again,” Chris says.

You don’t have time to agree before he dives into your core.

And you are out of this world excited about your boyfriend being named the sexiest man alive.

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sunandsstars · 1 year

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Ok but how would the squad react if another human was putting the moves on their lil medic?

SCIENCE GUYS SUCK

Recombinants x Medic!Reader

Summary: A science guy was making a move on their girl, jealousy and insecurities ran through the squad like wildfire.

Warnings: Language

Word count: 1.3k A/N: I’m so sorry with not sending this off sooner, I have so many asks in my inbox to get through! 😩

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Soft laughter can be heard from the direction of ___’s office, catching the attention of Fike who wanted to deliver a fresh batch of cookies he baked. He crept towards the open door and stood behind the wall, blocking their view of him so he stayed hidden. Peering around the corner he saw his girlfriend with a…guy?

A human guy.

He was a scientist, judging by the lab coat over his body and Fike briefly remembered seeing him here and there around the medbay. He had very handsome features too, if the recom didn’t know any better he would’ve thought he was a model, staring on Vogue or whatever.

His ears pinned down when more soft giggling flowed out of ___’s mouth, what the guy was saying wasn’t even that funny. Or interesting. Just nerdy science stuff. What’s so funny about the composition of atoms?

Fike decided to interrupt whatever was going on and knocked on the door, walking to where they could see him. “Oh! Sean!” ___ stood from the chair she sat on and walked around her desk and towards the man “what are you doing here?” she looked up at him with pretty doe eyes and he couldn’t help but swoon.

“Just to give you these..” he held out the box of marbled sugar cookies, grinning when she squealed and took them. Opening the box and munching on one, giving her thanks.

“Oh, nice man!” the scientist walked behind his girl and took the cookie from her hand, biting into the spot she did just moments ago. “This is pretty good”

___ turned and smacked his arm, “Jason! You can’t just do that” she pouted, looking up at Fike “sorry honey, they were delicious though, where did you get the ingredients?”

“Um, just from the recent shipment” he stared at the man who stood too close to her, a look of bewilderment and confusion on his face. What was he trying to do? “Hey, I gotta go” the Na’vi man bent down and cupped her face, kissing her cheek and walking off towards the rest of the squad.

He’s gotta fill them in ASAP.

“No. Fucking. WAY!” Zdinarsk growled “a puny little science punk! Trying to steal our girl?!” she crossed her muscular arms over her chest with her ears pinned to her head. Glaring. “What did he look like Fike?”

“Brown hair, brown eyes, ___ said his name was Jason”

“Ah shit, I think I know him” all eyes turned to Zhang who stood against the wall of the gym with his arms crossed, muscles bulging out. “He’s got quite a reputation with the woman on base” he stood up straighter and walked towards the small group near the door who were gossiping “heard he was a real womaniser”

Fike rolled his eyes “yeah he did seem like a bit of a pretty boy, even got her giggling at stuff” he huffed.

“She knows she’s ours, we don’t have to worry about ___. But it’s him we gotta keep an eye on. I don’t like this team” Zhang, Fike, and Mansk, who stood silent, agreed with Zdinarsk. “Oh, and don’t tell colonel, he’d go ape shit” they murmured at that, nodding their heads. If Quaritch ever found out that a guy, a science guy, was hitting on their lover, he would smash his skull to pieces.

“HEY! What are you ladies gossiping about?! GET BACK TO WORK SOLDIERS!”

“YES COLONEL!”

The squad sat in the cafeteria for some good afternoon grub, munching on some veggies and drinking their water. The recoms had to have a specific diet to sustain their bodies, none of the sweet shit the humans were aloud to eat.

___ spotted her partners in the far corner of the room, grabbing her tray and preparing to head over there when a hand grasped her arm and stopped her form moving. “Hey pretty girl, just wondered if you wanna sit with me and my crew today?” Jason glanced down at her with a charming grin.

Unsure, the woman looked at him then towards the recoms, shaking her head and looking back at Jason “I’m sorry, but I gotta go sit with them, being their medic and all”

“But they got a medic already, they don’t need you” Jason’s smile turned a little sour upon closer inspection, ___ was a human, she was supposed to sit with her kind. Why bother with these animals?

“Yes but- Jason let go!” the man grasped her wrist this time, dragging her over to his table to sit her down until a blue palm rested on his shoulder.

Jason froze and looked at the hand, chest starting to palpitate and his pupils shrunk from fear. He may act all big and mighty, but he was all bark and no bite. The scientist strained his head to look up and saw one of the recoms glaring at him, “I believe the lady said to let her go”. Immediately Jason let go, stepping away from both of them and clearing his through, looking towards ___ for some sort of stability but she simply stepped behind Lopez for cover. “Cmon mì amore, let’s get you back with the others”

___ held Victor’s pinky with her hand and followed him as he escorted her towards the table at the back, offering to hold her tray of food and placing it onto the table in front of Lyle.

“So who was that prick that was botherin’ you?” Wainfleet immediately stated, not one to keep quiet. Zdinarsk, Mansk, Fike and Zhang audibly winced when a bang sounded onto the table. Quaritch stood up from his seat and glared across the cafeteria towards where Jason was.

“He ain’t cause you any trouble? Right darlin’?” he drawled in his southern accent, if she said yes then he’ll show no mercy. His hands were empty, and a human sized skull would be a perfect fit to fill it out.

___ noticed the change in atmosphere and wanted to sooth the man, she didn’t need anyone fighting on her behalf. “No! He wasn’t, just being silly. Sit down Miles, you gotta finish that plate” she reached over and tried to take both of his massive hands in her own, pulling him down to sit again. Quaritch huffed and complied, still staring the human man down.

‘That’s right…feel my stank eye’

Zdinarsk decided to cut the tension, not baring to sit through the heavy testosterone “so…who knew that scientists got game?”. Fike gave her a blank stare and Prager choked on his food, laughing. She weren’t wrong, none of the scientists could even stand taking to another human being, let alone try and get one in their bed.

“Z, enough” ___ laughed, covering her mouth, “I don’t want you guys to bother him ok? I think he almost had a heart attack seeing Lopez, I couldn’t imagine him seeing the rest of you”

Ja rolled his yellow eyes, “maybe he needs a heart attack just to get it through his thick ass skull that you’re a taken woman”

“Alexander Ja!”

“Oo she hit you with the full name” Prager cheekily chuckled, Lyle joining in and slapping Ja on the back, “don’t wanna make mummy angry do you?”. Ja’s face flushed a dark purple, grumping as he finished his food.

Mansk chimed in, having the perfect view of the scientist across the hall “He’s staring at you ___”. A squeak of a chair echoed through the room and the stomping of footsteps carried across the cafeteria.

“COLONEL NO!”

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chrisevansdaughter · 10 months

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Scott and Chris always scare each other… what about Chris accidentally scares his little toddler reader who just got up from a nap?

Maybe only Scott can calm her down after this🥺 ???

Scare games gone wrong

Paring: Brother Chris & Scott x toddler! Reader

Summary; in the height of the lockdowns for the pandemic we all remember the scare games. Let’s just see one of those times it goes wrong.

Of course the whole point of war for the other not to know when it was going to happen but add their baby sister into the mix one afternoon.

All hell breaks loose.

Scott had put y/n down for a nap and was just chilling in the kitchen. Chris no where to be seen. He knew that probably meant a scare was being schemed, but Chris wouldn’t do that whilst she was napping right? He thought.

Time went by, he was just catching up on work, reading new scripts and replying to emails whilst listening out for if y/n woke up.

Most of the time she’d just climb out of bed because she had toddler bed with a rail just for her comfort and the brothers piece of mind.

Chris went to go scare Scott running round the corner into the kitchen, he soon found out he didn’t run into to him or dodger it was a sleepy y/n with her messy bed head, dummy hanging off her sleep suit and blankie tailing behind.

“Rawr!!! Scott I got you!!!” Chris screamed.

Tears lines her eyes, conflicted at why chrissy just did that, loud cries engulfed the entire room, echoing into the living room where Scott was currently going through emails on the couch.

“Chris what the hell is going on!” He asks as he walks into the kitchen, y/n running to him away from Chris. “Come here bubbas, you’re okay, it’s okay.” He tries to console a sleepy little y/n who’s basically having a meltdown.

Chris was sheepishly stood by the fridge, trying to make y/n a bottle as a little “I’m sorry”

It took a while for Scott to calm her down, before she would even let Chris anywhere near her or even let him try and get a word in without crying again.

“Bubs, come here sweet girl I’ve got something for you” He says as he shakes the bottle up for it to be ready to present to his little love.

“Mhmh Crissy” she mumbles from behind her dummie snuggling more into Scott before fully giving Chris another chance.

“I’m sorry sunshine, Chrissy is sorry baby” he sits in her room on the nursing seat that his sister insisted upon for her room at his house.

He rocks her as he tells her how much he loves her and how sorry he is, looking down at a sleepy milk drunk bubba lull herself back into her sleepy slumber he interrupted.

He knows next time, scare games can go wrong.

And let’s just say Scott wasn’t happy with him for the rest of the day…

Thank you guys so much for being patient and understanding with my massive absence on here. I just appreciate you all so much and that you guys still want me to write your requests.

I hope you guys enjoy, and I hope you guys could show it love and reblog it 🫶🏻

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star-girl69 · 1 year

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Keep Me Ablaze

Jake Sully x Neytiri x Fem!Reader

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a/n: thank you all so much for reading and commenting and reblogging and everything!! i appreciate it so so much. i hope you all enjoyed, and i hope you all enjoy this last chapter!!

also- i just wanna say tysm to lana del rey even tho she’s not gonna see but it was bc of her this entire thing happened the title “keep me ablaze” is from her song “thunder” so anyways i love you lana 🫶🫶 and also tysm ina (@eywas-heir) for always beta reading and letting me talk about this an insane amount. ILYSM 🫶

Chapter Twenty Six- Born to Die

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It is easy to leave behind a place like this. You almost want to come back years later- see how the forest has claimed this land again, overrun by animals and plants. Maybe everyone who you lost can find their happiness there. Maybe they’ll be content, like that- maybe they’ll find peace.

You place your hand on Jake’s shoulder, eager to be reborn again, and he looks at you over his shoulder before shutting off the camera. You didn’t even pay attention to his words. What are words when you can live? Why read it when you can feel it?

You do not want to read about him from your memories, try to conjure up something of him. you want to feel him and know him. You want him to be you and you to be him. You want the same with Neytiri.

He smiles at you, but it’s not quite right. Not the Jake you know. You know him.

“Do you not-“ you trail off, worried that he’ll say yes. Say he doesn’t want it. Doesn’t want you. Doesn’t want Neytiri.

“No.” His response is quick. He stares up at you like he’s looking at life itself. “No, I was just-“ he looks down towards his legs. “I’m just excited.”

“To die?” you ask, wrapping his pinky finger around yours.

“To be reborn,” he corrects, before his hand trails up from yours and higher and higher, until you have to lean over so he can reach your face, “besides…”

His eyes trail over the body he’ll never see again.

“You and I? We were born to die, baby.”

Later, when you are reborn, when you pass through the eye of Eywa, everything all colors and warmth and home and- your mother, your father, in a way- you think about his words.

Is this death? Your human body will be left behind and buried, you’ll give yourself a funeral. you’re burying yourself, watching yourself, but you can still feel your heart beating in your chest. is that death? Or just transformation?

You almost want it to be death. You want to die and start over, be reborn with no scars and no bad memories, no rottenness and a wildfire.

This body you’re in, this human one that you can feel dying as you make the switch, your eyes on your new body opening- that body was born to die.

Now, you can live. You can burn.

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baurbiediv · 2 years

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throwback

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YOURINSTAGRAM throwback thursday 😫

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ALEXADEMIE always been so pretty hermosaaa 😍

↳ YOURINSTAGRAM i love u alexa 💘💘

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URBANWYATT oh just wait til i post mine 😈

↳ YOURINSTAGRAM urb what the hell

USER372018 what is urb planning ..

↳ STUNNAYN he’s up to no good

↳ BAEHARLOW literally always

ZENDAYA cmon ms 2014 😋😋

↳ YOURINSTAGRAM says YOU!!

JACKHARLOW

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JACKHARLOW throwback thursday, i guess ..

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DRUSKI2FUNNY nigga look like he used to bite ankles 🤣🤣🤣

↳ YOURINSTAGRAM ntm on my boy drew. 🫤

↳ JACKHARLOW let’s see your throwback drew 😒

CHAMPAGNEPAPI the febreeze bottle?? 😂😂😂

↳ USER36181 at least it ain’t axe body spray

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YOURINSTAGRAM only thing i’m concerned about is those thick ass goggles you had on, nvm the febreeze

↳ JACKHARLOW i told you they were for soccer.

↳ YOURINSTAGRAM or to keep that eye from being lazy

↳ JACKHARLOW WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS ATTACKING ME

↳ YOURINSTAGRAM luv yew 🫶🏽

URBANWYATT 😈😈😈

↳ JACKHARLOW whatever you’re planning stop

↳ YOURINSTAGRAM i agree with jack

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URBANWYATT stuntin then and now #real 👽🫖🎳

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YOURINSTAGRAM what the fuck are you wearing in the second picture?? i’m not about to keep defending you

↳ URBANWYATT you’re just a hater 🤣🤣

↳ JACKHARLOW drip or drown fr

YOURINSTAGRAM you are the weirdest person i’ve known ever, i love you for it urb 💕

↳ URBANWYATT i love you more y/n 💗💗💗

USER183 urb was def the type to ninja run in the hallway when the bell rung

↳ BAEHARLOW jack definitely was too

↳ YNKISSED how much you wanna bet y/n did it too

↳ YOURINSTAGRAM AHT NTM!! i was the normal one out of the trio

DRUSKI2FUNNY nice to see my boys made it out the trenches and them fits 🤣🤣

↳ ADINROSS you wanna be so funny, so bad 😐

↳ JACKHARLOW you are not as funny as you think you are 😒

↳ URBANWYATT oh so he got jokes now 🙄

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JACKHARLOW just one more 🤣🤣 #tbt @yourinstagram

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YOURINSTAGRAM sleep with one eye open

↳ YOURINSTAGRAM you only have one good eye anyway.

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YOURINSTAGRAM your anglo saxon ass gets on my fawkin nerve.

FAN5829 y/n is not playingggg 😭😭😭

↳ YOURINSTAGRAM cause jackman thomas harlow thinks this is all shits and giggles

URBANWYATT i told him to post this 😓

↳ YOURINSTAGRAM i’m on ya ass too you lanky mf

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bunji-enthusiast · 6 months

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Wolfwood with a Deity!S/O

Just some general headcanons, this is a first for me trying to write this handsome boy as I am mostly newer to Trigun. So yes, written with Stampede!Wolfwood in mind. :]

You just kinda… fell out of the sky, somehow right in the path of the would-be priest. He was caught off guard and was prepared to engage in combat with you.

Next thing Wolfwood knew he was helping you, he could tell you meant no harm and was simply confused as to where you were.

He didn’t know what to do next though, he was sort of confused himself.

Wolfwood was amused at first upon learning you were a deity, well… to put it lightly — a god in simpler terms.

“You serious?” The realization had truly hit him, Wolfwood’s eyes widening as his cigarette that had been left forgotten hung from the corner of his mouth.

He was absolutely still trying to grasp onto this revaluation, no matter for how long he’s known you.

Feels like he’s in love with a fairytale, though he suppresses his feelings pretty easily and they go away. But what if they come back?

Wolfwood isn’t fully intent on letting down his walls around you, he’s barely known you for as long as he had before.

— Now let’s say he’s known you for a good few years now and your dating and all that shiii- you get what I’m saying here.

Most prideful man you can find if he is asked about you, Wolfwood is hard and young but he’s an old romantic with words.

People try to mess with the love of your life, bet they’ll find you fuming with a very angry face — standing right behind Wolfwood and he doesn’t even know it. Gets so confused when the person he’s face to face with runs away from him.

Bro questions, still questions how he’s ended up with you, like literally the epitome of “We didn’t know eachother but we somehow become friends at one point.” Except it’s lovers.

If you have an divine affinity of magic proportions such as wings or horns, he’d love it. No question, Wolfwood loves how you look and he’d kiss every goddamn inch of you regardless.

Pouts if you snatch the cigarette from his mouth, you hate it when he does that. Questioning why mortals do this to themselves, but overtime it just became a funny game of shits and giggles. Wolfwood just chuckles every time you do it.

Loves to sometimes try and show off, he wants to try and impress you at times. Even if regarding the fact how FAWKIN old you are.

Wolfwood is a protective man, your a deity and he hasn’t forgotten that fact at crucial moments — can and will raise hell if someone had tried to use you for malicious purposes.

He likes cuddling with you, you feel really warm to his war-torn body. Wolfwood rebels in the security of your presence, though it would take a whole lot for him to truly admit that fact.

#nicholas d. wolfwood #trigun wolfwood #tristamp wolfwood #wolfwood x reader #trigun stampede #trigun #trigun stampede x reader #i hope i did him justice

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f0point5 · 8 months

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Something in your eyes says we can beat this

Part 17 of the Max Verstappen x bestfriend!reader social media au

A/N: It has been a wild 24 hours. The Mick text thread was typically divisive, and I’ve LOVED seeing everyone react strongly to it. I know Y/N wasn’t at her best but I don’t enjoy reading or writing about characters who always get it right, so I’m being fairly brutal with how I think someone with her character would react to what she’s been going through.

Also, if you enjoy this content at all, do me a favour, and pray/sage/chant do whatever your belief system tells you to do to break a curse because…I’m not ready for tomorrow.

As always, grateful for all the comments, likes, etc. and I hope you enjoy this part <3

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#max verstappen #max verstappen x reader #f1 fanfiction #f1 #formula 1 #max verstappen fanfiction #max verstappen x you #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 social media au #jos verstappen

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lina-lovebug · 1 year

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Bleeding Hearts

Part 14

Taglist: @silverhowe @happycupcakeenthusiast @vampire-hunter @simpforavillain @dumb-fawkin-bitch @mushroomlover13 @kimqueenofhell @vane28282 @namor-is-the-way @daaiissyyyyy @anyzandy @pturnersblog @cherrychupachup @blossom618 @bxnnywriting @neteyamsbulletwound @fabulousarminsimp @proper-idiocy @esposadomd @txmbstone @howlerwolfmax

“What did I say about using the shock collar?”

“Colonel, she-”

“What did I say?!” I said, louder this time and in her face.

Her ears folded back, “only to use it when the hostile is attacking or attempting to run away.”

“So then why did you use it? Think just because I could have been dead, you had free reign?” Seeing the look on Ninat’ia face and later seeing the small red mark around her neck made me. . .angry. I want to protect her, and keep her safe, but why? Because she’s the exact copy of Nina?

“No, Colonel.”

“Then what?”

“She cannot be trusted. She brought up the banshees, so she knew the risk. It was her plan - to get you killed,” She explained in a hush tone.

“So you think she was trying to get me killed?” I mused.

“Yes-”

“Even though she’s attached to Spider like he’s still got the umbilical cord on. The kid she would kill all of you to get to, despite having a tracker in his mask?” I questioned. Ninat’ia is not stupid, she knows the risks and would not risk his life for her own.

“I-I didn’t think about-”

“Exactly. You didn’t think you took action without the approval of me or Corporal Wainfleet.”

“But-”

“Dismissed,” I waved her off and she stomped out like a child.

Fuck.

I glanced at the prison she was held in, and saw her mindlessly playing with her hair. She was bored out of her mind, and had gotten thinner since being here and denying herself any food we gave her.

She’s stubborn, but it’s admirable.

My eyes widened when she held her stomach in pain, trying to suppress the hunger she felt. She would’nt even eat now, despite the great deal of pain she is in.

Shit, shit.

Obviously if I took her out to hunt, it would show favortism. It would show that I’m becoming like Sully and siding with the Na’vi, which is exactly how I felt.

I quickly scanned my card and the door opened with a click. She heard and stepped back, not knowing it was me coming in. I grabbed the collar and tossed it onto the table.

“We’re going out.”

#avatar the way of water imagine #avatar imagine #avatar the way of water #miles quaritch #na'vi quaritch #the way of water

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hederasgarden · 2 years

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I feel like most of us agree that bob isn’t the jealous type, at least not outwardly, but what about rhett? 👀

BESTIE - this ask! I have a lot of thoughts on it.

I think Rhett could be the jealous type depending on the situation. I also think his reaction would be highly dependent on if he’s already together with the reader and/or if he had been drinking.

If he is not with you at the time but wants you, he'd just sulk in the corner of the bar, staring at you and getting messy drunk. Remember that moment with the cop car? Yeah. He’s a special boy. He might come up to you at the end of the night and say something vague about how pretty you are. Perry would definitely have to drag him away to sober up.

If he is with you and he hasn't been drinking, he'd probably tell the guy to knock it off and then be extra handsy with you, marking his claim. He would put his hat on you and situate you in front of him so everyone can see him running his hands up and down your body, kissing your neck, and whispering filthy things in your ear that make you squirm. He’d be the type to give you a prominent hickey.

If he is with you and drunk....he's gonna throw hands and get aggressive. Especially if you are uncomfortable.

I can see a situation where a guy starts hitting on the reader and she politely tells him no and to leave but he doesn’t back off. She would be amused because she knows Rhett is gonna take care of him and probably get jealous enough to fuck her stupid later.

On that note, have a little drabble.

Pairing: Rhett Abbott x F!Reader

Word Count: 320

Warnings: 18+ only. Explicit sexual content, jealous Rhett, rough sex, and questionable dirty talk.

You barely make it inside the apartment before Rhett’s flipping your dress up and pushing you to bend over the couch. You’re already dripping for him, turned on by the display at the bar and his talented fingers on the drive home.

“Do I need to brand you, girl?” He asks, pushing inside you with a groan. “So everyone knows who you belong to.”

You clench hard around him at the thought and he chuckles.

“You like that huh? Want everyone to know you’re my girl.”

“Yes.” You moan, fingers curling into the couch cushions as he speeds up. It’s rare he’s rough with you but you’re loving every minute of it.

“Where’d I put it, huh? Here?” he smirks as he rubs at the top of your ass. “Mmm, what about here?” He continues as he trails his finger up to your shoulder blade. “Maybe right here,” he whispers, wrapping his hand around your throat and pulling until your back rests against his front.

Your hands clutch his forearm as you hold on to him while he continues to thrust into you. He grunts, pressing his lips to your cheek. It doesn’t take long at all until you’re coming apart on his cock with a long, loud moan. He pumps into you once, twice more, and stills.

“Fuck,” he breathes, sounding wrecked. “You okay? Didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Mmmm no,” you promise him. “Just, ah, thinking about how I wished more men hit on me so you’d do this again.”

He laughs and drops his hand from your throat. “You tryna get me in another bar fight?”

“Maybe,” you say with a grin, turning to face him. You run your thumb over the cut on his bottom lip before leaning in to kiss him. “You look cute, a little busted up.”

“There’s something wrong with you girl,” he murmurs affectionately. “But I’m in too deep to get out now.”

✥

Taglist:

@mysticaldonkey @letsfvckingdance @ughdesireable @goobieboobie @maggiescarborough @a-reader-and-a-writer @wildbornsiren @dumb-fawkin-bitch @maria-allegra @stormsouls @the-hottest-lieutenants @sydneyhlove @cool-ultra-nerd @nik2blog @mayhem24-7forever @xofangirlthingsxo @skvatnavle @ladyluckycreator2 @thebestandworstdayofjune @ice-mans-world

#rhett abbott x you #rhett abbott x female reader #rhett abbott x reader #rhett abbott #outer range #outer range fanfic

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togrowoldinv · 1 year

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Cooking with Vogue

Florence Pugh x Reader

You’re there as Florence does her Vogue cooking video and photo shoot

Note: I’m just obsessed with this new video and photo shoot. Enjoy!

Florence Pugh Masterlist, Main Masterlist

“Alright Florence, let’s roll the cameras!” the director says excitedly.

You watch as Flo does her introduction. It’s your favorite thing to see her so happy and giggling as she does a variation of her famous Cooking with Flo starting line.

“Do you want to hand her the ingredients?” a woman asks you.

“Oh yes please, darling!” Florence answers for you. You agree with a smile.

As you hand her each ingredient from off the screen it takes everything in her not to turn and smile at you. She adorably puts the ingredients together and takes a break as the bread cooks in the oven. You stand next to her shoulder to shoulder.

“So, what did you think of the shoot earlier?” Flo asks you.

“The fish was a choice,” you say with a laugh.

“I knew you would comment on that!” she says through giggles. “I thought it was weird too, but the photographer was eating it up.”

You wrap an arm around her shoulders, and she leans her head onto your shoulder.

“But the gold dress in the kitchen? I know that one is going to need to be framed.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yep. It should be framed and put on the refrigerator,” you say.

Florence chuckles once again and you love the sound. “I’ll frame it for you, sweetheart.”

Her bread is ready, and you leave her with a quick kiss to her lips.

You have to hold back laughs as she remembers her cilantro, knowing you’ll tease her later so you can see that pout and kiss it away.

“And now I’ll be dancing to stock music!” Florence says with the cute excitement she always has.

They cut the cameras, but Florence keeps dancing.

“Come join me, my darling!” she calls for you. You grin as she dances with you and spins you around in her arms, holding your waist from behind.

“I love you and I’m so proud of you, Flossie,” you tell her, your head leaning back into her shoulder.

“I love you too, baby,” she says. She kisses your cheek. “Oh, were you videoing?”

“Yep, and it’s super adorable!” the director shows you and Florence the video of you two dancing together.

“I can’t wait to post this when the video comes out!” Florence cheers, her hand locked securely in yours.

You’re so proud of your girl and her two Vogue covers. You can’t wait to see where she goes from here.

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#florence pugh x reader #florence pugh fluff #florence pugh comfort #florence pugh #i love you flo

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pandorainmymind · 1 year

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kiss me harder

jake sully x fem!na’vi!reader

smut

this was literally based on a wet dream i had of jake .. HAH

word count: 1.6k

tag list: @gurlypopsstuff @lizziesfirstwife @nijirozzz @dumb-fawkin-bitch

you didn’t know if it was the way that he had hooked his large hand around your back, touching the side of your chest just barely - or the mere fact he had been giving you these teasing looks all day long.

either way, jake sully had you wrapped around his finger. causing this brewing sensation in the bottom of your stomach to become a little bit more of a problem, almost being on the edge of painful. the lingering gazes and touches to your body as you both spent time in the thicket of the jungle, just in your own little world and away from the village.

in all honesty, you needed him right then, right there. your desire to be touched where you ached most entirely took over your logical thinking. and just when the small urge in the back of your mind went off to stop you from finally crumbling for him, jake decided to make a move that had you slipping out a small moan.

pressing his body right up against your backside, the thickness of his cock making its presence known as you felt it straining and being pressed into you. the feeling caused your whole body to shudder, veins pumping your hot blood dosed with lust. “j-jake” you whine out, throwing a hand over your shoulder to guide his face to the backside of your neck. his breath fanning over the sensitive skin, he smiles to himself, fangs poking out just barely and he presses a wet kiss to your blue supple flesh. the contact practically sends shocks through your system as you feel it instantly go to your clit, making you clench needily around nothing. “mmmh baby” jake wraps around you tighter, lapping at your neck as his hips rut up seeking friction from your body.

craning your neck to the side to finally face your mate, you interrupt his peppering across your skin with a heated kiss. the both of you moan into one another, and the vibrations set you off, not being able to take it any longer. initiating taking steps backwards, jake’s lower back comes in contact with a fallen tree. and turning your body still in the hold of his arms, your frontside now becomes the side to press up against his. causing his hands to desperately knead at your hips, thumbs digging into your lower stomach as you wedge your body between his strong thighs. tasting his tongue against yours, he gently suckles your bottom lip as he begins to pull off your mouth to catch a breath. panting deeply, his hooded eyes watch over your flushed face, lips parted and puffed up slightly as you too, even out your fluctuated breathing. “why are you doing this to me?” you question him, bits of your long hair falling out in front of your dazed face. dropping your eyes from his to the veins protruding from his neck. the sight looks utterly ravenous as you fight the urge to latch onto his body. your weak voice causes him to swallow down hard, and you watch as his throat swells slightly and bobs down. his thick cock throbbing with need, trapped in the tightness of his loincloth. jake suppresses the moan bubbling in his chest as you drop both your hands to his lower abdomen, his skin burning under your touch. “doing what?” he asks with a dumb smirk, knowing full well what he’s doing. but the touch of your hands on his body, traveling their way up his torso makes jake grunts lowly. causing the ends of your lips to curl up on one side and focus your attention back on his clouded face. your four fingered hand now sprawled over his broad chest.

“you’re driving me mad, my jake” you lower your quivering voice down to a whisper, feeling his thumping heart. “i-“ you start, “i’m” then bite your lip, and look down with a deep blush.

“babygirl, say it” jake orders, sliding two fingers underneath the strap of your bottom covering, and his other hand up to take ahold of your jaw. your face fitting in between the strong hold of his thumb and fingers perfectly. “use your words or i cant help you”

the way your face sits in his grip… the largeness of his hand, and the fondling he begins to do to your outer hip all creates the urgency for your satisfaction to spill over. “please just fuck me already!” you gasp out, pleading showing with every nerve of your body - ears going down, lips pouting, eyes drooping, tail almost shaking, and arousal pooling in your garments

as if jake wasn’t turned on enough, your outburst made his mind reel back in attraction. and in a split second he was practically tearing off your little clothing, your ears ringing in anticipation you didn’t hear the beads woven into your chest covering snap and become lost in the ground's dirt, leaves and vines. completely bare in front of jake, you push off him with an attitude - feeling drunk off of him. “n-now you… please” you plead on further, ready to jump his bones.

jake complies with you completely and rids himself of his own coverings. revealing his hard blue cock, raging and needing to be touched - precum adorning his tip. and he catches you staring at it with an open mouth. “like this babygirl?” he asks with pride and lust swelling in his chest and into his veins, “you want my big cock?”

jakes words send your brain fuzzy as you look up into his eyes, dumbly nodding in affirmation as you swallow down hard. feeling your pussy convulse. “need it..” you say, basically pouncing back on him. pressing your body back between his legs, his dick in between as you grind your hips into him. jake sucks in a hiss through his teeth as his head goes back, one hand thrown to the base of your tail guiding your hips and his other behind him against the fallen tree - in order to steady himself.

“fuck y/n” jake grunts, breath hitching as his hips rut up with yours.

the movement barely brushing your clit, making you grow antsy and annoyed with no satisfaction to your heat. so, hiking up a leg and setting it on the tree jake's upper body leans on and hooking one arm around his shoulders for stability - you grab the base of his cock.

hot and heavy in your hold, you feel it pulsing with need in your palm as jake let’s out an airy moan, eyes fluttering shut from watching your hand drop to fist him. sliding his cock between your folds, gathering up his arousal with yours, you slip him into your pussy - finally letting out a cry of relief and pleasure. “i need you jake…mmh fill me so..” you moan again rolling your hips down and back and forth, “so, good”

your sputter of words against his chest, as you clutch onto him tightly, both hands now gripping onto his strong shoulders as you bounce yourself on his dick. your breasts squished against his soft yet muscular body. the two of you drunk on one another, sweaty and panting erotically. hips swiveling with a mind of their own, in order to bring you both the highest pleasures.

“you take me so fucking well baby” jake moans with a thrust of his hips, leaning against his hand behind him. his other hand from pushing your pelvis into him, coming up to the base of your braid. you mewl at his words, and feeling his hold gripping your hair you whine out in slight discomfort as he pulls on the braid. lifting yourself off from his chest and back to face him straight on. opening your heavy eyes you’re met with a cruel, seductive smirk plastered across jake’s face.

watching your face slowly contort into one of pleasure once more as the pain from your hair being pulled overboards into satisfaction, jake feels his climax climb higher, his cock throbbing inside your wet walls tightly around him. and you feel yourself too become closer to your high. “kiss me” you say in an orderly manner

and jake immediately obeys, smashing his lips with yours, slipping in his tongue to dance against yours hungrily. becoming slightly short of oxygen, the sensations spreading through your body heighten and you flutter around his thrusting cock, squeezing him as your orgasm crashes suddenly. exhilaration washing over your body as you release around jake with a loud shaking cry.

the feeling of your walls basically collapsing over him, and the pleasure of your orgasm spilling over him - jake nips your tongue with a genuine and needy whimper. the sound itself could make you crumble into a second orgasm if you weren’t convulsing in his arms, suddenly unable to comprehend any sounds.

the two of you moaning against each others lips, jake shoots his load deep inside your heat - filling you with his cum. the warmth of it spills down the side of his dick. both of you rutting your hips with no control, riding out your highs using each other.

grunts, whines and small whimpers passing through lips and you two slowly regain control over yourselves.

slowing your rutting down to a stop, feeling his cum seep out of your pussy as he stills himself inside you. you press your lips to his once more, in a new emotion of pure love. not just one of lust.

he lazily smiles into the kiss and let’s go of the tight hold on you, sighing through his nose. and moving his lips with yours until you part.

“how come we can never make it back home to fuck?”

smacking his chest playfully, you laugh out with a blush and a roll of your eyes. your hiked up leg’s burning muscles finally rolling back into your nervous system as you only think of how you want to fuck him again once you do get home.

#avatar smut #jake sully #jake sully smut #jake sully x reader #avatar the way of water #avatar fanfiction #avatar x reader #avatar imagine #atwow smut #avatar #toruk makto

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sunandsstars · 1 year

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More Recom Squad x Reader please! Like how they first met her and stuff, honestly I’d take a whole fic of them 😭😭😭

FIRST MEETINGS

Recombinants x Medic!Reader

Summary: It was love at first sight, a cute little human taking care of them? What more can they ask for.

Warnings: N/A Word count: 1.1k

Taglist: @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @eywas-heir @reneehillary69 @cavvedinn @itsyoboysparkel @doggodorime @dumb-fawkin-bitch

They were soldiers, hard muscle on the outside and hard brains on the inside. They showed no fear, death was their middle name, they never gave mercy and shot who deemed worthy of meeting the end of their guns.

But when they first met their personal doctor they became whipped. It was embarrassing, big macho men and women folding at the sight of a little human woman.

General Ardmore was showing Deja Blu around the main control centres, giving them all the information they lost within the fifteen years they were dead. She strolled into one of the medical centres, it being filled with gurneys, high tech equipment and avatar related items. “And this here is where you will specifically be patched up since no other medic wing deals with anything Avatar”

The team looked around in wonder, there was stuff they’ve never seen even on Hellsgate. They admired the hologram projections and cool lab equipment, touching them with big hands and picking them up to look closer. Zhang held up a Na’vi skull model, twisting it around and raising a brow.

“Excuse me!” a little voice cried out to the right of him, the man tilted his head and spotted a human woman in a laboratory coat, a stethoscope around her neck. He squatted so he could be eye to eye with her “you might wanna put that model down, it’s quite fragile and you might end up breaking it”

Zhang’s tail swished behind him “oh yea, sorry” he gave the too big model to her, it looking huge in her little hands. She thanked him and placed it back onto the table, turning around at the General’s call.

“This is Dr ___, she specialises in Na’vi anatomy and has numerous degrees on medicine. She will be your teams doctor from here on out” ___’s eyes widened, she did not recall this in the job description.

Quaritch turned to her and analysed her form, nodding his head in approval. She was timid but if the General approved then he can’t say no “She’ll do general”

“Good. She’s the best there is. Now if you’ll excuse me” Ardmore turned on her heel and started to walk out “get yourself familiar with one another, I got a meeting to attend” but before she could walk out the door, the little doctor rushed towards her, asking to speak outside.

Wainfleet shared a look with Zdinarsk behind the colonel, raising their brows. She was cute, the human woman. But she didn’t seem to happy to be with them. ___ walked back into the medbay and sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. She had no choice but to work with them, no one else could or would.

Ja walked up to her and kneeled to her height “so..I’m Alexander Ja, I’m the squads medic. Nice to have another doc around to help” he raised a hand for her to shake and she took it, five fingers barely wrapping around only two of his and his ears perked. So small. So cute.

“It’s nice to meet you, although I would’ve hoped a heads up beforehand” ___ took her hand back and walked to a table, taking out a folder that was under one of her arms and opening it. Ardmore gave her some information on the recombinants and their mission. To kill Jake Sully. But before then, the aliens would have to stay at Bridgehead for a while and get used to their new bodies.

“You weren’t told you’d work with us?” Mansk stared at her back, yellow eyes raking up and down her figure behind his shades. ___ placed the file down and nodded, turning around to face the team.

“No I wasn’t. But I wont complain. If Ardmore says I have to then I have to” she shrugged, looking at Quaritch “why don’t you guys follow me. I’ll show you around the rest of the place” they all nodded and stood tall, following behind her and taking in their new home, occasionally breathing through their regulators.

“And this is your dormitory. The rooms are specifically designed for your bodies, so bigger beds, bigger showers, taller ceilings. You won’t need your regulators inside the bedrooms since we have a special filtration system, but you’ll need it for the main area” ___ took a keycard from her pocket and swiped on one of the locks on a door, opening it and stepping inside the room.

“Woah.. pretty rad” Fike spun in a circle looking at their new home. The recoms all shared an apartment, but with separate rooms and en suites. They will share a communal area, it was like being back on Earth.

Zdinarsk agreed, opening the fridge and seeing it stocked up to the brim, ears wiggling. They had all the good stuff. Lyle looked at the little lady and asked where she was staying, just in case they might need her for the future.

“I’m just down the hall, apartment 342. You can either knock for me or page me if you need me while we’re off duty” she tapped a device on her hip to show them it’s on her at all times, she was a doctor, of course she’s on call 24/7.

“Thanks for this ___. We haven’t had much…hospitality from the other folks” Quaritch squatted to look at her and patted her head, tail swishing behind him. The other recoms sounded out their agreement, the other members of Bridgehead gave them cold and disgusted looks when they walked past. Much different to the time they were human. But ___ went out of her way to help them, despite showing reluctance at the start. “We look after our own here, you’re apart of our team now”

___ flushed slightly at the affection “thank you colonel”

“Miles, or Quaritch. Whichever you prefer darlin”Wainfleet nudged Brown next to him and wiggled his brows, both of them giggling like little girls. Quaritch rolled his eyes at his soldiers, giving them the finger and smirking when they immediately turned their backs to him. “These two ladies are Lyle Wainfleet and Steve Brown” they both swivelled their heads and waved at the human “that over there is Alicia Zdinarsk. We call her Z-Dog”

“Yeah she’s an absolute hound in the field” Mansk piped up, Z kicked the back of his knee in retaliation but puffed up her chest when ___ smiled at her. “I’m Kevin Mansk, that’s Sean Fike, Andrew Prager and Kim Zhang”

Quaritch grumbled a little, ears pulled down. He wanted to introduce his squad. “It’s nice to meet you all. I hope we’ll get along well” ___ giggled and patted the colonels arm, noting the pouting face. Miles tail swished and repetitively slapped Lyles legs.

“Colonels got a crushhh” Fike dragged out to Prager in a whisper, only to get yelled at by a big, buff angry cat man.

___ grinned at them. Yeah, they’d get along just fine.

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Hi!!!

Could you do a Chris Evans x autistic child daughter reader where shes finished school for the holidays either Christmas or summer and she’s struggling with the routine change?

THANKS LOVE YOU MWAH

The holidays are here, the routines are out

Chris Evans x autistic daughter

Summary: finally the holidays are here, school is out and so is the routine. Chris helps reader though the struggle of routine change.

It was finally December 17th, school was out for the holidays. Three long weeks of social events and recuperation it couldn’t come sooner the relief that left your face was comforting for you dad to but he knew that with the relief came the hardship of the dreaded routine change.

Like clockwork you are up at 7am on the dot ready to go though your morning routine, by 8 it was blueberry pancakes in the kitchen for breakfast. Something was off you could sense it, you knew it was the holidays but where was your dad… you thought, that thought was soon shook off when you noticed the time. Finishing the rest of you breakfast like it was going to disappear.

You were late. You were never late. Routine it’s my routine, it’s good.

That was what tipped you over the edge. No one could ever predict how badly routine changes would affect you it was always different.

So when Chris heard a sobbed scream from the kitchen he knew the realisation had hit for you. Sprinting like his life depended on it with sleep still ever present, in his joggers that he went to bed in he got to the kitchen in 5 seconds but it felt like 5 minutes.

Gripping you softly, as to not make you hurt yourself, he murmurs “breathe for me baby, breathe.”

Hyperventilating the slow steady rise and fall of the hard object your sloped against in a exhausted pile of yourself. Slowly you come back to your senses the ringing stops, the dizziness fades. It’s your dad the lifeline you always came back to.

“Hey sweetie, you don’t have to say anything but how about we talked about a routine for the holidays, you can work on some coursework whilst I work in my office if you want to - if you think it’ll help.” Chris says noting your quiet exhausted demeanour. He knew routine was essential for you to keep some sort of grasp on reality.

“Huh, yeah that sounds good dad, thank you for always being the level head whilst I’m all wobbly and out of sorts.” A small smile formed on your face.

It made Chris’ heart flood with relief.

“My pleasure sweetheart.” He lightly kisses her forehead.

A couple of days later the plan previously mentioned was underway and it seemed to be working really well. It not only made Chris smile it made you feel content and like you had a hold of something.

Sometimes if you needed it you would go on the daily dog walk in the morning with dodger and your dad, just to get out of the same “4 walls” that sometimes drove you nuts.

But all in all the holidays were always the best regardless of if the routine was out.

Finally finally, she’s back.

I’m gonna get straight to it, I might be leaving again in a weeks time ( I don’t know i literally just get an email telling me it drives me insane) but I thought whilst I really have masses of downtime here is the first ask after a long hiatus!

Thank you so much to @remuslupinsdaughter for this ask and girl I get you! I hope you all enjoy and please don’t hesitate to send in asks and reblog!!

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globetrotter28 · 1 year

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Another Cover Up (Part 10)

Fandom: The Boys

Summary: After Herogasm, Butcher, Hughie and Soldier Boy realise they might need more reinforcements. After doing more research, they discover the woman who was also injected with Compound V alongside Soldier Boy back in the 40’s. Everyone also thought she was KIA that day at Nicaragua. But if Soldier Boy was still alive… maybe she was too?

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Chapter warnings: drug use

Part 9

Series Masterlist

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The drive back to The Legend's was... awkward... to say the least...

After Butcher got Hughie back on his feet, he took him back to the car where they found Soldier Boy. He was sitting on the hood, head in his hand whilst the other was holding a fresh joint. He looked equally pissed off and defeated. Butcher had noticed that Y/N wasn't there and looked around.

"She's gone on ahead." Soldier Boy's gruff voice said. Butcher looked over to him, seeing him still with his head in his hand.

After getting the three of them into the car, he starts the engine and drives down the road that they had come in on. Soon, he see's your figure walking down the road and comes to a stop just beside you. You too come to a stop and just stare ahead, hearing Hughie and Butcher's thoughts, wondering about what Mindstorm had told the two of you.

After about a minute of contemplating whether or not you could deal with the not spoken aloud questions for almost two hours, you give up and get into the back of the car. You knock Ben's shoulder with your own as you slide in, ignoring his grunt. The air is thick with tension, coming from every single member of their rag tag group.

Ben is glaring at the back of Hughie's head, just as you are. Hughie is trying to make himself appear as small as he can, feeling the two sets of eyes staring daggers at him. Butcher is staring at the road ahead of him, feeling the tension, but lost in the nightmare he had to live in his head not long ago, his emotions all over the place, but also worrying about Soldier Boy and you strangling Hughie to death.

As you hear everyone's thoughts for approximately half an hour, you get fed up and reach forward between the two seats. Hughie flinches out of the way, pushing himself against the window as much as he can to get away from you. You give him the deadliest side-eye, as you scoff before flicking Butcher's fucked radio on.

"Anything is better than the three of your thoughts..." you grunt as you sit back into your seat, looking out at the view passing you by.

You spend the rest of the drive back listening intently to all of the song lyrics. That way you didn't have to hear their thoughts that had started to give you a killer headache... Well... it was only one of the contributing factors... When you finally pull up to the house, Ben shoves the door open and slams it behind him, making both you and Hughie flinch this time. He storms into the house, almost ripping the front door off it's hinges.

You open your door and close it behind yourself, before you walk off into the trees surrounding the house. You keep walking until you find a clearing. You walk out into the middle of it and fall back into the soft grass, breathing out a heavy breath and look up into the star-filled sky above you.

Meanwhile, Ben finds himself walking to your room. The one you both shared the night before. He sees the bed made, the corners as sharp as a blade. It was something you both picked up when you served in the army. As he walks deeper into the room, he can practically smell the sex in the air. Ben feels a slight tug at the edge of his mouth at the memory of your soft skin under his rough hands.

He finds the seat in the corner and sits in it. He feels a heaviness of emotion flood through him as he thinks about what Dan had said to both himself and Y/N. He even feels the prick of tears in his eyes at the fact that he did in fact have a son... that he missed out on the opportunity to raise said son...

Ben looks over to the phone sitting on the bedside table... he never had a need to call the Vought Tower before... he had assistants who would have done that for him, not that that ever occurred. At least not to his knowledge, why the fuck would he care anyway? He decides to pick it up, hold it to his ear, and hears the dial tone.

Yep. It's works... he dials in the number for the directory assistance and waits a moment. He's quickly greeted by a voice asking how they can help him. Once Ben tells them "Vought", the ringing tone starts.

"Vought Tower, how can I help you?" A man's voice greets him.

"I wanna speak to Homelander." Ben didn't realise how tight his throat is until that moment.

"I'm sorry, sir. What does this pertain to?" The man asks, a fed up tone to his voice. He gets a thousand calls like this every day.

"None of your fucking business." Ben growls. "Get him on the phone."

"Sir, I can't just put him on the phone with you."

"Oh, you can and you will."

"Sir, if you don't tell me what this pertains to, I can't put you through." The man sighs heavily. "Even then, it would go to his assistant if it meets the protocol."

"You listen to me, you little shit." Ben feels his blood pressure rising. "I know that building and I know where you could hide if I come looking for you. Put me through, or I will find you and blow you sky fucking high after I've pulled your inverted dick out through your mouth." Ben threatens.

The man is silent on the other end for a moment.

"I'll call him and see if he's available."

"Atta boy."

As Ben is locked away and Y/N is still outside, Hughie offers to get food.

"Fish and chips." Butcher says, a far away look on his face. He doesn't entirely know why, but maybe because it just reminded him of home. He used to take Lenny out on Fridays after school, before... well, before he left...

"Uh... sure." Hughie panics mildly. Where the hell am I going to find that? "I'll do my best."

Butcher stands there for almost an hour... just thinking about reliving his childhood... his fear of his father... his hatred of his mother for not doing anything about his father... his heartbreak of losing Lenny... and ultimately his hatred for himself for leaving Lenny behind...

He's interrupted by a feminine cough. He looks up and sees you standing there, an equally heartbroken look on your face.

"Mind if I join you?" You ask, gesturing to the whiskey next to Butcher on the pool table he's leaning against.

"Su-" Butcher coughs, realising he was crying and his throat had closed up. "Sure." He wipes the tears off his face.

Y/N walks over to lean against the table opposite Butcher grabbing the bottle of liquor. You take a large gulp and place it on the edge of the table. Arms crossed, your eyes now on Butcher's dirty old boots, you break the silence.

"Without meaning to make you uncomfortable..." you speak up. "I'm sorry about what you've been through. Both in your childhood and recently."

Butcher makes eye contact with you, and nods softly. He knows what you're saying and to his own surprise, he appreciates it.

"I'm going to tell you something... something that is really hard to say." Butcher eyes you as you look up into his brown orbs. "Hard because... I've come to respect you Billy. And if it were me in your shoes, I'd want to know."

Butcher frowns slightly, confused as to where this is going.

"Go on then". He says, hand gesturing for you to share.

"1980... October, they took me into the lab for testing. Genetic testing. They said they wanted to see if Supes were able to reproduce. A family is something I always wanted, and there hadn't been any studies done. Both Ben and I were the oldest that we knew of and neither of us had children... well... none that anyone knew about...." Y/N scoffs in reference to Ben's whorish ways. "They did a whole bunch of tests, ultrasounds, shots... eventually harvested some eggs..." you grimace at the memory of the procedure without any form of anesthetiser... like you mentioned to Butcher previously, just because you were a Supe, didn't mean you didn't feel anything... "they didn't even try to give me something for the pain..."

"Cunts..." Butcher says softly, earning him a small smile.

"I never knew until today Ben was taken in as well... or what the result was..." Butcher frowns at this... having an idea of where this is going. "Using Ben's sperm, my egg and some random woman... a child was born, spring of 1981." You swallow heavily. "A boy."

Butcher knew exactly who you were talking about. You can hear Butcher's thoughts racing around his mind. Wondering if after everything you said in the car the other day, still held up. Were you still going to help get rid of the monster that terrorised Butcher all these years...? That hurt his wife who he loved more than anything? Even scared his wife's son who he truely loved as his own...

"Yes." Your voice breaks his thoughts.

"What?"

"Yes. I will still help you, Billy." Butcher still forgot that ability of yours... "You know... people say the memory is a fragile thing. You don't always remember what you think you do, it tends to change from what actually happened, that's why the police want witness statements as soon after the event as possible. And they aren't wrong. But... when you can see what someone else once saw... once felt... an event that was... significant... traumatic. The emotions are what really stick with you. It's really the emotions that I trust, and I've seen the emotion in you... seen the emotion of your wife, of Ryan through you." Butcher feels the hope resurfacing in him. "That... monster... is not my son. Ben and I... we aren't anything but donors. We aren't anything to him. He's nothing to me."

"You haven't even met him." Butcher says.

"I don't need to. I won't lie, when Dan told us... told us that, I... I felt something. I don't know what, it was short lived. Then I just felt hatred. Something I've grown familiar with, but hatred in pretty much everything. But specifically hatred in the fact that a part of me created that man. I'm not perfect. Ben isn't perfect. You're not perfect. Fucking no one is perfect. But Homelander? He's out of control, and I may be the only one to stop him."

Butcher remains silent after hearing you speak. His phone interrupts his thoughts, and he looks down seeing a number he doesn't recognise. He decides to answer it.

It's Starlight, asking after Hughie. You can hear the conversation and grow concerned from what Annie is telling Butcher about the Temp V creating lesions in the brain. As you're listening, the static you've seen in Butcher's mind all makes sense. You knew his brain was fucked, but you never connected the dots. And you realise you'd begun to notice the same type of static on Hughie's brain.

After Butcher promises he'll tell Hughie and hangs up on Annie, he puts the phone down and looks to you.

"Billy..." you don't really know what to say until you hear a door at the top of the stairs close.

You feel the anger sweep through you again, directed at Hughie as you see him come down the stairs.

"Okay. Hi." Hughie greets, eyeing you carefully. "The only thing open was Long John Silver's. So... I guess that's kinda fish and chips, right?"

"Yeah. Nice one." Butcher says.

"I'm gonna... head up stairs..." you say, giving Butcher a look and telepathically say, "You have to tell him."

"Y/N, I-"

"Not yet." You cut off Hughie, walking right passed him and up the stairs.

You wander back to your room after you see Ben wasn't in his. As you walk into the bedroom, you see Ben putting the phone back on the hook. You pause at the door, wondering who he could be talking to until you read his thoughts.

"What did you do?" You ask, your stomach dropping to the floor knowing damn well what he just did.

"Just had a conversation with our son."

You grimace at the nausea and rage that courses through you.

"He is not our son." You hiss.

"Of course he is. He's a part of you and a part of me."

"Ben... no. That's not how this works."

"Well, what am I meant to call him?!" He yells.

"He's a fucking psychopath!" You yell back.

"What is it that he's done so bad, huh? Other than meeting him one time and talking on the phone, everything else has come from that cum guzzler and the fucking limey asshole!" Ben's chest is rising and falling with anger. "You haven't even seen him, Y/N."

"I don't need to, Ben." You calmly respond.

"What if..." Ben let's out a heavy breath, pain evident in his face. "What if he's not so bad?" His voice breaks slightly, making your heart hurt.

"Ben..." you make eye contact and move over to him. You place your hands on either side of his face, his beard tickling your palms, looking deep into his eyes. "He is bad."

"But I'm bad." His chin wobbles slightly. "The things I've done... maybe he can be different."

"No. He can't."

"Show me." He whispers.

You look between both of his eyes, reading that he's serious. He won't believe you otherwise.

"Okay." You agree, tilting his head to yours so you rest each others foreheads together, and close your eyes.

You share your conversations with Hughie and Butcher, sharing their memories and stories that you collected from them. Everything that has formed your opinion of this man, your biological son, you share with Ben. When you come to the end of it, you pull back slightly to look at Ben's face. His eyes are still closed, but a tear finds it's way falling down his cheek. You softly wipe it away with your thumb and his eyelids flutter open. You don't have to read his mind to know he still struggles with this, and that he will for a while to come.

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You and Ben didn't say much after that. You were able to convince him to have a shower, wash the day away down the drain like you wish you could with this whole situation.

After showering together and taking turns at scrubbing at one another's body, you found the food Hughie had bought and took it back to your room. Once eating you both laid down on your sides and just looked at each other.

Ben was struggling more than you expected him to. You didn't want to, but his emotions were so strong and conflicted, you couldn't help but see what he was seeing in his mind. Flashes of you and him raising a family together. Getting married, travelling, laughing and crying together... a life you would never get to have...

You ran your fingers through his hair, just like you used to when you would sneak into each others rooms when you were young. It always soothed him, and yourself also. He eventually fell asleep, and when you could see he was well into his dreams, you gently removed yourself from his embrace and left the room.

You found who you were looking for out on the balcony, smoke drifting up into the air above him.

"Those will kill you, you know."

Butcher turns to look at your gentle smirk on your face, a knowing look in your eyes.

"Yeah, well... pretty sure I'm already a dead man walking."

"Hmm." You hum as you come to lean next to him. He offers you the cigarette which you take between two fingers and bring to your mouth.

"You thinking about him?" You know butcher is asking about Homelander.

"Surprisingly, only a little. I'm more worried about Ben."

"Huh." Butcher scoffs slightly surprised.

"Yeah... Ben's actually pretty torn over it."

"Wasn't expecting that, I'll be honest." He takes a drag as you hand the smoke back to him.

"I shouldn't be surprised. He was always more sensitive than he portrayed himself to be." You eye butcher. "But most of them are."

He makes eye contact with you, and knows you're including him in that statement. He hates to admit it, but he knows you're right. It's why Rebecca stayed with him when he was always such an arsehole.

"I know it's going to be a lot to ask, Billy..." he looks at you. "But I need your help."

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