woah man you shouldn't objectify her like that she is more than just her looks
aw shit sorry dude what i meant to say was 'damnnnnnn she looks like a wonderful person with many interesting hobbies and talents that i would love to spend an afternoon at a dog park with!!!!!'
Okay, so I get why Victor Nikiforov would be constantly weak for his Husband™ Katsuki Yuuri i mean, have you seen him but I don’t believe for a second that Yuuri wouldn’t be the same for Victor. Like, he’s literally engaged and living with his idol??? what a role model????
The two of them doing tedious everyday chores and Victor will be washing the dishes or cleaning the kitchen counters and Yuuri can’t walk past him without giving him a kiss first??? Victor is just too beautiful, Yuuri can’t help it????
And Yuuri will walk past him, like, 50 times.
Yuuri buying groceries and just so happens to walk by a flower shop for no reason at all and ends up coming home with a couple of red roses for Victor
Yuuri blushing and grinning like an idiot when Victor takes the roses and kisses the ever living shit out of him
(A few weeks later, Victor pulls the same stunt on him and Yuuri is so touched by the flowers and so in love with this beautiful man he almost cries)
Victor and Yuuri eating dinner, and Yuuri plays footsie with Victor under the table. When Victor looks up to do Suggestive Eyebrow Wiggles at him, Yuuri will most probably be breathless with laughter because it looks so ridiculous but it also weirdly turns him on and he’ll raise his foot a little higher until it’s rubbing the inside of Victor’s thigh.
Victor coming out fresh from the shower, hair still wet and with only a pair of skimpy black underwear on (yes, this is completely on purpose) and Yuuri’s eyes just. fucking zooms in. like a hawk.
not five minutes later, someone tackles someone else on the bed and they don’t come out of the bedroom after two hours
Victor ends up taking another shower
Victor having mannerisms that Yuuri shouldn’t find so hot but does anyway, like when Victor is bored and he keeps touching his lips and absentmindedly rubbing them with his fingers and Yuuri is sitting right next to him on the sofa slowly dying.
Victor cuddling up to him while sleeping and they’re so close Yuuri can count how many eyelashes Victor has and Yuuri absolutely loves it
Victor and Yuuri walking Makkachin at the park during a cold afternoon, holding hands and wearing matching scarves and looking rather adorable. When Victor laughs at the sight of Makkachin valiantly tugging on his leash to chase after birds, Yuuri will stare fondly at him all the while with wonder in his eyes and so much love in his heart that Yuuri wonders what he did right to deserve someone as wonderful and brilliant and breathtaking as Victor Nikiforov.
you know, i like to think of those times when isak and even eat lunch together in the cafeteria and then they have afternoon classes, and isak has biology and he always arrives earlier so he can go over his readings, the room is empty and it’s easier to concentrate. and isak sits right there at the back of the class, next to the window. and even sits by the window as isak takes out a textbook from his backpack. and it’s spring and it’s a sunny day and even looks outside and thinks of what they could do after class. go for a walk, go to the park maybe. because yes, even loves swings and once he grabbed isak’s hand and told him, “we’re going swinging” and isak whined but still followed him, smiled when even sat on the swing and said “let’s go!” as he slowly started to rock back and forth. and maybe they’ll grab burgers and eat them on a bench outside, and even will take off the ketchup on the corner of isak’s lips with one of his fries, grin at him before shoving it in his mouth. today is bright and beautiful, and even thinks it has that in common with isak
and even turns around and looks at isak, his feet barely dangling above the floor, and he tells him “come here” and isak is still looking down at his textbook, and he’s got a small smile on his face as he says “hold on, i’m done with this section in a minute”. and when he is, he stands up and rests his hands on even’s thighs, settles between them. and even strokes isak’s nose with his, his mouth ghosting over isak’s and isak’s hands go up and up until they’re gently grabbing even’s face. and their lips touch as students come in, and then sana arrives and sits at her seat, the one next to isak’s and she’s clearing her throat, twice, and that’s when isak finally turns around, a slightly annoyed look on his face until he notices that it’s sana
and isak and even both say hey, smile on their face and in their voice and sana asks even how he’s doing today, and he tells her he’s doing well. and isak asks “don’t you wanna know how i, the best biology partner you’ll ever have, am doing?” and sana shakes her head and says “we have the whole class ahead of us isak, but even has to go because class starts in…” she looks at her watch and adds “four minutes” and even’s eyes widen a little and he grabs his backpack and he kisses isak’s cheek quickly and tells sana “it was nice seeing you sana, have a nice day. let’s all grab lunch together soon, okay?” and sana smiles and nods. and even is out of the classroom. and looking at sana as she opens her notebook, isak feels thankful to have her as a friend. and when he quickly glances outside the window right before class starts, he also thinks that it’s a bright and beautiful day today, and that he can’t wait to spend the rest of it with even
Request; Hey could you do a Zach Dempsey smut where you find him jerking off and offer to help him. Also i really love the Musical fingers imagine.Btw I don’t know if you do 13rw Characters but if you don’t you could just turn it into a reggie mantle one Thanks in advance.
A/N; Let me tell you guys how this is another version of this imagine because the first one I was doing my computer shut down in the middle of it so I had to rewrite the whole thing but yesss I do 13rw imagines I love that show and all the characters.In other news I write other things not just smut. I can write fluff romance drama just tell me what you want sis or bro. Idk ask for a part 2 if yah want i lowkey feel this is short but at the same time long idkk
REQUEST ARE OPEN
Warnings;smut,sin, sin,sin ,more sin, jacking off ,blowjobs blah, blah, blah
It was a sunny Sunday afternoon one of those day in April when the weather is cooperating. A day meant to go out , the park. shopping , walking it doesn’t matter as long as you go somewhere to enjoy the weather.Where was I going not anywhere I wished to go. I was walking down the street no not on my way to the park to enjoy this lovely warm weather instead I was stuck studying for a final tomorrow with my study partner Zach Dempsey. Yes you heard right the Zach Dempsey star player of the basketball team.Unlike his teammates he was actually I laid back guy.He knew what mattered.He was pretty smart for a sports guy, He worried about his grades as much as he worried about sports.He wanted to be a biologist or something like that. He told me on one of our study session, I honestly can’t remember correctly maybe I was too busy drooling over the hottie, maybe that’s the problem I’m too distracted by him. I mean the guy is fit from head to toe, I guess sports really do pay off. Oh if he knew the dreams I have about him and how I fantasize over his lips being on mine. Zach and I have weird friendship we are always flirting with each other and making sexual innuendos but we have never made contact that wasn’t just the friend type even though I wished we had. I was early to our study date I was sure Zach wouldn’t mind my parents went out and I didn’t want to be home alone. Zach has texted me earlier to just walk in when I got there. Zach parents were out of town and they took his little sister with them so it was just going to be me and Zach.I reached the long driveway of the Dempsey home and decided to let myself in.Walking up the driveway I remember all the time Zach has come to open the door for me.How he’s always wearing a shirt that hugs his bodily perfectly showing off all his muscles and how his sweatpants always hang low on his hips. He looks mesmerizing each time. I reach the door opening it slowly trying to remember the way to Zach’s room. I’ve been in this house couple of time but the house is a mansion figuring out your way through it is like trying to get out of a maze each time.Making my way up the endless stairs I start to remember the way to his room. When I reach the top of the stairs I hear a something that sounds exactly like a moan. Immediately I regret my decision of showing up early. What if Zach had someone over? I wouldn’t want to interrupt anything.My mind told me to get out of there but my feet wouldn’t listen they had a mind of their own and I slowly walk towards the door Zach moans got louder and I gotta admit they sounded enticing.Tempted to see what was happening inside I decided to look through the breach of the door. The view was captivating and alluring, Zach was pleasing himself his muscles clenching his hair was damped and little droplets of sweat decorated his forehead and his eyebrows were furrowed.His hand moving up and down his exquisite cock and in that moment I desired that my mouth was his hand. As a gasp left his mouth I couldn’t hold it any longer my heart palpitated and I felt my body heat up the place in between my legs throbbing for attention.A sudden wave of confidence flowed through me as I stepped into the room speaking up.
“ Need a hand “ I say confidently
Zach is shocked he pulls his pants up in one swift movement turning the chair to face the opposite way that i’m standing.
“ wha… what did you say ?” he says stuttering
I start walking towards him “I asked if you needed help with that” I said standing in front of him. I sit on his lap and slowly kiss his jawline
“ like I said I could help but only if you want” I swing my legs to straddle him and get close to his ear I start nibbling on it slightly “Let’s be honest Dempsey you want this as much as I do so what are you waiting for” I say and I start kissing his jawline again.He grabs my hips firmly making me me grind on his bulge. I let out a gasp from the sudden contact. we craved each other. I look up at him his eyes darker full of lust the intensity between us growing. He harshly pulls my face to his crashing our lips together and a surge of electricity runs through me.The kiss was passionate and lustful at the same time. Like we had been waiting for this forever and like it will last for eternity. I pull away short of breath and see Zach smirking.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that for” he says panting.I get on my knees making eye contact with him eager to have his luscious cock in my mouth my core burning with desire at every touch.I glidle my hand across his bulge and he hisses. I massage it slowly through his boxers. The anticipation of having him in my mouth is killing me but I also want to tease him. I slowly pull down his sweats and he kicks them off he’s only in boxers now giving me a better view.I take off his boxers looking up at him and batting my lashes I take him in my hands and he bucks his hips upward putting more of himself in my hand I pump him a few times before putting his savory tip in my mouth a suck the tip slowly and he lets out a throaty moan. I take him in my mouth as much as I can slowly bobbing my head up and down he starts thrusting his cock in my mouth making me moan which sends vibrations onto him.He forcefully pulls my hair into a pony tails guiding me. He hits the back of my throat and I gag. I can hear him cursing under his breath and I know he’s close. The view is consuming , he’s furrowing his eyebrows his mouth slightly open letting string of curse words fall from it once in awhile I moan at the thought of having him come undone inside my mouth. I feel him twitch so I moan again. I feel his milky liquid in my mouth and I greedily savor his taste, his delicious cock still throbbing in my mouth.He lets go of my hair I wipe the corners of my mouth and get up.I sit on his lap again pulling his lips to mine kissing him passionately.
“Damn Y/N I didn’t know you were such a freak”
he says still short if breath
“Actually there a lot of things you don’t know about me Dempsey” I say smirking.I get up from the chair and start walking towards the door but Zach grabs me and throws me on the bed pinning me down.
“now its my turn to make you feel good” he says kissing my neck
I’ve been falling in love with girls since before I even knew falling in love with girls was something I was allowed to do. Sometimes, these girls’ lives would intertwine with mine for just a fractional part of our lives - the girl I met in the park once when I was eight, with her long blonde hair, for example, or the girl with the stunning blue eyes at the week long gymnastics camp I’d gone to that summer. Other times, they’d be in my life for the long haul, like the girl who was in my class the whole way through primary school who made my heart beat faster every time I asked for one of her felt pens. Or the girl in Mrs C’s class with the smile I couldn’t help but stare at every time I looked at yearbook photos. Now and again, they’d be sort of inbetween - my violin teacher, who I saw once a week who sort of smelled like jasmine, or the girl in the year above me who always wore Converse to school even though we weren’t allowed. When she graduated a year before me, I missed seeing her brown curls bounce as she walked into assembly every Wednesday morning.
But yet, this love never seemed like love. “What was love?” I asked myself when I was ten or eleven. Love was what I felt for the boy in the pantomime I’d gone to see who was decently attractive and around my age. Love was what I felt for the boy in my form class in first year. “I could love him,” I told myself as the sunlight hit his face one Tuesday morning in Home Ec. Love was what I felt for boys, what I’d have felt for my boyfriend had I been pretty enough to get one, what I’d feel for my husband when I got older. But I never really did feel it.
What if love to me was what I felt for the girl who sat across from me in Biology who was so beautiful I became “jealous” of her? What if love was why I couldn’t help staring at that third year girl every Thursday afternoon as we passed in the corridor before Maths? What if love to me meant girls?
I mean, I had pondered why girls had to love smelly old boys in the canteen line aged six. Eventually, I acknowledged that my brief infatuation with other girls was, in fact, infatuation.
From my violin teacher, the girl in the park, the girl in my class when I was seven, eight, nine, to the waitress at that restaurant in town who said my shirt was cute last week. To the girl who’d said my eyes were pretty on Instagram on Wednesday. To the girl in the changing rooms before netball practice yesterday who said my long hair was beautiful.
I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving girls. And yeah, sometimes it shocks me how the strength of my love didn’t break through the secrets and the lies and gravitate me towards that realisation sooner, but I guess the only thing that can bury love that strong is hate even stronger.
random thoughts I had at 3am some night last week
Requested by: me cause the
thirst is real and our Collective Husband deserves our undying love
Prompt: #31“I don’t hate you.” (Luke Alvez x
A/N: Guess who’s back
in the CM fandom, peeps? :D Credit to @imagicana for helping me when I got
stuck and for being amazing by reading it and making very useful comments. The whole Roxy thing was her idea! Thank you, dear! :) Edit: I forgot to add that the title also came from her :D Requests are still closed, by the way!
I swear I tried to keep this short *sweats*
Warning: Season 12
Garcia was complaining about your
co-worker Luke again, or the Newbie, as she called him despite the fact that he
had been part of the team for months now. She still kind of hated him because
she felt he had taken Morgan’s place.
‘No one kicks doors down like my
chocolate thunder,’ she told you from the couch one day after you asked her
why she could not tolerate him. You had been hanging out together all afternoon
during a rare yet peaceful Sunday.
‘You should at least try to be civil
with him, you know?’ you advised, moving to the kitchen to refill your tea
mugs as she tried to choose another movie to watch.
‘Why? He’s always trying to find
ways to mock me,’ she tried to defend her behaviour.
‘That’s only because you mock him first,’ you replied as
you came back and settled against the cushions. ‘You liked his dog, right?
Roxy? At least try to bond with him over that.’
‘Maybe,’ Garcia said and brought
an end to that conversation as she started gushing about some random actor.
Now, if you had the ability to
travel back in time, you would probably go back to that exact moment and say something different.
Because in hindsight, telling your
friend to bond with the guy you found mildly attractive and tried not to stare
at all the time might be considered a mistake by some people. But, back then,
you didn’t know that this infatuation was going to develop into anything else.
You couldn’t pinpoint the exact
moment when it happened. It was more of a gradual thing. The feelings grew with
each passing day and new little quirk or endearing trait you discovered about
The way he smiled from across the
room and waved at you in the mornings made your stomach flip. The way he stood
in front of you when an UnSub got too close once (and then apologised because
he didn’t want you to feel belittled by his overprotective nature) made you
feel warm all over each time you remembered. The way he furrowed his eyebrows
when he concentrated too hard on something made you want to reach out and
smooth his handsome features.
It was all too much. You had
troubles keeping a straight face and a blush from taking over your face
whenever he complimented you on something you had done or how you had styled
your hair that day. You thought, maybe,
you stood a chance. All you needed to do was figure out if the things he told
you were part of his personality, like Morgan’s constant stream of flirtatious
comments, or if he actually liked you.
However, all your hope went down the
drain and your heart sunk in your chest when you heard he and Garcia were on a
first name basis now. You could not believe you had let yourself be fooled once
more. It was the same feeling you got when you heard them starting to talk more
comfortably to each other and again when Garcia showed you the little cat Luke
had given her to cheer her up.
So one day, when you saw them
chatting quietly in the hallway and laughing, you finally decided to step down.
Your friendship with Garcia was a lot more important to you than some new guy.
Even if he was the first person you were interested in after years of one-time
dates that never led to anything.
You swallowed the lump in your
throat and left the files you had been carrying in Garcia’s office. You got
back to your desk and hoped that you didn’t get a case that day. You really
just wanted to go home and wallow in self-pity in the comfort of your bed.
Thankfully, an hour later, with no
case in sight, the team started getting ready to leave for the day while they
chatted about their plans for the weekend. You discreetly grabbed your purse
and made your way to the lift, trying not to bring any attention to yourself.
When the lift finally stopped in the
parking lot, you almost ran straight to your car. You drove for a long while,
willing your mind to calm down and accept the fact that you had never stood a
chance, especially against Garcia. Feeling another wave of sadness hit you, you
parked the car outside a coffee shop.
there's not a lot of things that make me gay but a man with chicken? give me a few pieces and we'll talk
you see that? *points at trash can* that's gonna be you if you don't shut up
you can tell me anything else but if you don't think dogs are adorable i'm blocking you on everything, calling your parents and taking away your invitation to my birthday party
i'm trying to learn how to play "my heart will go on" on the recorder. this task proves to be harder than i believed.
do i shut up? no. should i shut up? probably. i mean, i think i have to be loud and funny. none of y'all are
yesterday someone told me that owls weren't real, that like they were a myth and honestly have you ever seen an owl? maybe they're right
i can count on my fingers how many times i left the house this summer... it's 8.
when i was younger i thought quicksand, falling pianos and stop drop and roll would be much more prominent in my life. turns out the scariest thing was losing my parents in Walmart.
why is everyone at this school so dirty? mentally and physically? some days i'll hear someone talking about some dude and the next i'll see papers everywhere. i'm tired of being the only organized person here
i just love wearing a sweater in the morning and then feel like the wrath of 1000 suns is burning me in the afternoon
can someone just like you know, have a crush on me and like be in a relationship with me? cause like i'm cute and nice and i think i deserve cuddles to be honest
“I was sentimental about many things: a woman’s shoes under the bed; one
hairpin left behind on the dresser; the way they said, “I’m going to
pee …”; hair ribbons; walking down the boulevard with them at 1:30 in
the afternoon, just two people walking together; the long nights of
drinking and smoking, talking; the arguments; thinking of suicide;
eating together and feeling good; the jokes, the laughter out of
nowhere; feeling miracles in the air; being in a parked car together;
comparing past loves at 3 am; being told you snore, hearing her snore;
mothers, daughters, sons, cats, dogs; sometimes death and sometimes
divorce, but always carrying on, always seeing it through; reading a
newspaper alone in a sandwich joint and feeling nausea because she’s now
married to a dentist with an I.Q. of 95; racetracks, parks, park
picnics; even jails; her dull friends, your dull friends; your drinking,
her dancing; your flirting, her flirting; her pills, your fucking on
the side, and her doing the same.”
A/N: this is also very very cute ahhhh! (Dami is supposed to be 15-16 in this)
Warnings: None! Very Dick based.
Prompt: Bat boys with a little sister? Around 7-8 years old. Dick can call her Littlewing!
You were grinning from ear to ear as Dick walked through the supermarket, carrying you on his shoulders.
“Okay, Littlewing,” he said, referring to you by his nickname for you. “You get to pick one cereal, what do you want?”
“Lucky Charms!” you exclaimed, pointing at the row of boxes of your favorite cereal.
“Sure thing, kiddo” he replied, pulling the box from the shelf and dropping it into the cart.
“You’re the best big brother! Tim never lets me get Lucky Charms,” you complained.
Dick just smiled and chuckled, pushing the cart to go check out.
You returned to Wayne Manor, bouncing through the halls and into the kitchen where Alfred would be.
“Good afternoon, Master Dick, Mistress (Y/N),” Alfred greeted.
“Alfred!” you cheered running up the the butler and hugging his leg. “Dick let me go help him with his grocery shopping! A-and we got ice cream and he took me to the park!” You rambled on excitedly about your day to Alfred while Dick stood in the doorway, smiling.
“That sounds lovely, Young Mistress (Y/N),” Alfred responded, kneeling to your level. He patted you on the head affectionately. “Now, why don’t you go and get cleaned up for dinner?”
“Yeah!” you agreed, before dashing off.
Alfred stood back up, shaking his head slightly. He loved having children in the manor.
It was the next day, and you were playing with your older brothers.
“Jay! You can be the mean alien captain!” you said, assigning him his role in your game of pretend.
“Aw, come on, kid? Why am I always the alien?” Jason whined.
“A-a-and that’s your ship!” You ignored him and pointed at the couch. “Put on your mask! It looks like a mean alien face!”
Dick and Tim both snorted at your comment as Jason sighed and placed his mask over his face.
“Tim, you’re Jason’s first mate! That means your his left hand man!” You said proudly.
“I think you mean right hand, Captain Littlewing,” Dick said, smiling at you.
“O-Oh! Right! Right hand man!”
“Damian you can be-”
“I’m not playing. This is ridiculous.”
“Oh- uh- okay! You can be the beautiful space princess the aliens have hotstage! You don’t have to talk too much!”
“It’s pronounced hostage. And I am not an alien princess,” Damian retorted.
“Dick! You’re my first mate! And this is our ship!” You exclaimed, hopping on the couch opposite the one you had assigned Jason and Tim. “Start!”
“Attack!” Jason yelled, jumping off his “ship” and running over to yours.
“Release the princess!” You yelled, shooting at Jason with your imaginary blaster gun.
“Never!” Jason cried “shooting” back at you.
“For the last time, I am NOT a princess!”
Dick and Tim pretend fired at each other from across the room.
You darted past Jason over to the opposite couch. “I am exploding your ship Mr. Alien Captain!”
“I don’t think so!” Jason said in a fake menacing voice., striding over to the couch in half as many steps as it had taken you to run there.
You looked up at Jason and Tim as menacingly as a seven-year-old could. “Commander Dick! I need backup!” you yelled.
Dick came running across the living room, firing his imaginary blaster at his brothers.
Before you even knew what had happened, Jason had picked you up and was spinning you.
“Let me go, Mr. Alien!” You said in between fits of giggles.
Even once Jason set you down, the room was still a chaotic mess of grown men playing alien for the sake of their little sister.
Bruce walked through the halls, his mug of coffee in his hand. He sighed contentedly as he headed towards the living room for some much needed relaxation.
When he opened the door to the living room he was greeted by three grown men firing fake guns at each other and screaming about aliens.
He sighed and turned around. Hopefully there were no aliens in the library.
Leave This Town- Epilogue (End)(Mechanic!Bucky AU)
Characters: reader, Bucky, Tony Stark, Pepper, DumDum Dugan, Peter Parker, others mentioned.
Summary: After leaving the small town life behind, you’ve worked hard to make your dreams come true. Your second chance with Bucky is not without its challenges, but you’re both determined to make it work. But eventually, a decision must be made in order for you to fully be together. How can you choose? Or will it be made for you?
A/N: This is it, you guys! The end of this series. I’m a little sad to say goodbye to these characters. They’ve been my constant companion for the past 3 months and on my mind for 6 months before that. I’m ready to take a little break and then move on to something new, though. I really hope you like this epilogue. Please let me know your thoughts! I always love to hear from you! I love you all!!
Cruising down the small town’s Main Street, you turned the steering wheel sharply and pulled into the auto shop’s dusty lot before parking the ’67 Chevy Impala out front. You jumped out of the driver’s seat and headed straight for the main office, throwing the door open roughly before entering.
“Hey, DumDum. Where is he?” you asked, never slowing a step.
“Afternoon, Y/N,” the mustachioed man replied, answering your question by hooking his thumb toward the garage.
Stepping into the cavernous garage, you searched for the long-haired brunet but grew impatient. “James Buchanan Barnes!” you shouted into the echoing space, then seeing a head pop up in between cars.
NYC Pride 2017: "Take my hand, pup. Let's be proud together."
Today’s the day Master and I met at Penn Station. After coffees and Shake Shack, we made our way to the hotel. We stayed at Paramount in the Theatre District. Master was so exhausted, I offered to check us in early. SUCCESS! We slept for a few hours then began our afternoon. Master took me to my first ever barber. It was a special place for Master and Alpha: Made Men in Chelsea. After, we journeyed to Nasty Pig and Mr. Turk while stopping for poke along the way. It was such a beautiful day. We had to leave a little sooner than expected from Mr Turk for our date day plans. Master gave me permission to plan a date day for him. I planned our date to be meaningful and packed our itinerary with memorable experiences.
[Before writing about our date, I feel it’s important to share a beautiful and significant pillar of our relationship. This part of our relationship is that we are driven to grow for each other. Love, trust, intimacy, and more. This pride was special in that I not only was pushed to be more submissive, but I was also pushed to grow the more dominant side to Angus (please take note of the “A” in Angus versus the “a” in pup angus). When Angus’ dom side is being stroked and nurtured, there is an internal *buzz* that is felt. Master ordered it to grow to be able to take better care of pup krypto. Krypto makes Angus buzz when he submits, melts into my arms, expresses so much love and emotion he cries, lets me take care of him, and allows me to spoil and pamper him like he has always deserved. Angus shows krypto how much he is loved, wanted, cared for, and that Angus is always going to be there for krypto. Together, our dom and sub energies flow in such a way that we fall more in love with each other and our relationship grows. Thank you for trusting Angus with such a beautiful, needy, giving, and loving pup, Master. Krypto is the most important person in Angus’ life. Angus loves krypto so incredibly much and feels so lucky to have krypto in his life. I love you so much, Master.]
Leaving Mr. Turk, I turned around, blinked, and there in front of me was krypto! Angus took over and in the lyft, presented krypto with a video from krypto’s Sir and a card from Angus.
[It important to also thank kyrpto’s Sir (Alpha) for allowing Angus to take care and treat his pup to a very special date. Thank you, Alpha. I love you, Alpha.]
Krypto was so overjoyed and overwhelmed with how Angus was going to spoil and take care of him. Krypto was in tears. *buzz*
The Date Itinerary
A picnic in central park (rescheduled for Friday on the High Line)
A couples deep tissue massage
We struggled to arrive on time for the massage but the spa was so willing to accommodate. We were even able to enjoy some couples time alone in the spa before and after our massage. Oh it was amazing. Krypto was so relaxed he even fell asleep during the massage. This was my first deep tissue massage. I never realized how tight my muscles had been.
After making it back to the hotel and stopping for a Times Square photo or two, we rested briefly before walking to the restaurant for dinner reservations. Krypto dressed so handsomely. *buzz* I brought krypto to a Japanese BBQ. We had the kobe omakase. It was delicious. Krypto made perfect suggestions for courses. He made me so happy that my dom buzz got even stronger as dinner continued. With our dessert course, krypto to was adorable and giving when be offered to make Angus a s'more over the grill. Thank you krypto. It was so delicious. We made our way back to the hotel. Once there, krypto said goodnight and Master joined angus for bed. What an incredible first day of pride.
We began our day with sleeping in, lunch at Juniors with Masters friends, and getting ready for our picnic on the High Line. As we neared Chelsea Market, Master ordered Angus to wait inside in front of The Lobster Place. Master needed to do Master things. I walked inside and krypto found his way to me and Angus couldn’t have been more eager to see his pup. I felt so loved and happy to be joined by him for another date filled afternoon. *buzz* We had sushi and sodas. Krypto picked an amazing blood orange, lime, and jalapeño soda for me knowing how much I would love the flavor vignettes. Oh what a good pup. After we enjoyed the best oysters I’ve ever had. So good that krypto food-gasmed over the Ichobad oysters. And lastly, we ordered meat pies to enjoy on the High Line. We found seats, took some beautiful photos and walked the park to the most southern end. After such a perfect and romantic date with krypto, it was time for Master to come back. Thank you Master. Thank you for giving Angus time with krypto. I love you so much, Master.
[I love you, krypto. Thank you for joining me on such a romantic date. We had a perfect date on the High Line. I keep falling more in love with you every time I’m given time with you. You’re amazing and I will always keep growing for you. *buzz*]
Master and I walked over and a couple blocks to Magnum and made our own ice cream bars. This was more fun than we thought! And delicious too! Master made a vanilla bar with chocolate coating topped with cacao nibs, Himalayan sea salt, and chipotle seasoning.
I made a chocolate bar with dark chocolate coating, dark chocolate vermicelli, gold sugar crystals, and Himalayan sea salt. We ended our day with tacos and a disco nap. After I would need to get ready for Furball. I was dancing and couldn’t wait to show off for Master.
Furball highs: Master was there, I danced for Master, Master and I met Joe, DJ Jack Chang played a good set, and I was paid.
Furball lows: the small/crowded venue, the fog that made it impossible to see or breath, and the terrible gogo boxes.
I came home to Master patiently waiting with dinner. Thank you for coming to see pup work and for dinner, Master. I presented Master with the night’s earnings. I love you so much Master.
We slept in and enjoyed a small brunch in HK. Master got a sandwich and I had eggs benedict. After, we prepared for the VIP Roof Top Tea Dance. The venue was small, we weren’t really able to dance or flag much, the crowd was weird. Master did get a chance to flag on the gogo box before the dancers arrived. *whimpers* It’s so beautiful when Master flags. We left after an hour, regrouped at the hotel and headed to the Musclebear Cruise. It was an amazing choice! We had an amazing time and took so many wonderful photos along the Hudson. There was food, great music and Master taught me how to flag. Thank you so much for teaching me Master! I can’t wait to flag with you again! It was a great way to get ready for the main party: BRÜT.
BRÜT was held at the PlayStation Theatre. We arrived and made our way to the clothes check. While everyone else there was dressed for in their black leather and fetish gear, we lit up the halls in pink thongs, calf high socks, and Master in his crotch-less and ass-less singlet. His pe'a showing through, muscles pumped, rump so perfectly framed in his singlet; I was so overwhelmed in his presence. Master is so incredibly sexy and I couldnt keep my eyes off him. Master ordered me to follow him around the venue as we explored its amenities and features. The venue was perfect with multiple dance floors and DJs. The lighting spectacular. The crowd was good too. There were water fountains and concessions too!
All night and into the morning, we danced, flagged, and had sexy intimate time. The dance floors had special lighting. The main floor had spotlights from the ceiling that were black lights. Master shined like a God; his chest so big and body beaming. *whimpers* I was so entranced it felt like we were the only ones there. I grinded up against Master and danced and showed off for him. Master flagged and hypnotized his pup with his power and perfection. I felt the butterflies in me growing and it felt like I was twisting up inside. I can’t believe how lucky I am to be his pup. I’m so grateful to be owned by you, Master. *whimpers* The other dance floor was all black lights and dark which provided ample space for us to be intimate. Master pulled me aside to a more private area and intamacy in there. He adorned my neck with marks of love and ownership. I begged Master for them and cried out “Thank you Master! I need your marks, Master! I love you so much Master!” I moaned louder as Master pressed harder. He pushed me deeper and ordered me on my knees to present his pup.
My heart was racing and I fell deeper and harder for Master. He led me to the couches and ordered me on his lap. I kissed Master deeply. I held to Master tightly feeling our energies flow and as our lips separated to breath, Angus was over krypto. We held each other tightly falling more in love. Angus and krypto danced together and Angus took care of krypto’s needs at the party.
I led him to the dance floors and halls for water and fresh air. I was buzzing watching krypto dance for me and letting me take care of him in the early hours of the morning. Krypto even flagged so beautifully for me. His gift made me buzz too. Later, we were able to get onto the lit gogo boxes and flag under the black lights. I was so incredibly hypnotized by krypto’s dancing and flagging as he kept shining. His rump bounced and chest and arms looks like they were growing right in front of me while he glowed under the lights. Thank you for giving me a beautiful display of your art and rhythm, krypto. After dancing we shared more private intimate time with each other. On the couches I strattled krypto and we shared a macro growth fantasy. I kept pushing krypto to grow bigger and he wanted to make me happy. I led krypto through a fantasy where he out grew the theatre quickly. Then Manhattan…The continent… describing to him more and more how and what grew faster. Krypto joined and shared what he would grow bigger. I began to pre on his lap. It was dripping through my pink thong. Krypto was so eager and ready to pick it up. I love you so much, krypto. Thank you for dancing with me and letting me grow you to macro proportions.*buzz* Oh krypto is such a special pup to Angus. He is such a good pup.
We looked at the time and agreed 6am would be our time to walk back to the hotel. Master returned and made sure angus made kt hoke safely. I resumed place at Master’s feet and thanked Master. I was whimpering as we talked about how much fun and how amazing BRÜT was. I love you so much, Master. We had such an incredible time. Thank you for an this exceptional evening. Master led us back to the hotel and after we fell asleep to get ready to close our pride weekend.
This day was the struggle day. Struggled to eat Shake Shack for brunch, struggled to stay hydrated, and struggled getting to the last pride party. Despite the behavior of some straight women, the bad music, and overcrowded pier, we really had a wonderful time. Dancing with Master free VIP upgrade from some strangers leaving early, free vitamin water, a less crowded area to flag, and getting to meet some of Masters friends. We left before sunset and headed back to the hotel to rest. We needed to pack and rest for our travel day on Monday would come early. We stayed up in bed that night distracting ourselves from the bad party. I watched endless YouTube videos of flagging in the park to try and find Master (I did!!!) And Master edited photos of our weekend *swoon*
It was an emotional “see you soon”. We went separate ways at Penn Station. Master treated me to a protein filled Jamba Juice and bagel with lox and cream cheese. Thank you so much Master. We waited for our trains. Before we knew it, it was time to board. Master to Montreal and myself to Providence. “5 more days pup” Master would keep telling me. *whimpers* I love you Master.
Thank you for joining me on such and incredible weekend and offering me your hand to be proud together. Thank you for your gifts and generosity, Master. I will always feel more lucky and grateful every day to be owned by you, Master. I love you more and more every day Master.
A/N: I’m so sorry this took so long! Idk if anyone knew but I was going through some rough patches for a little while. Gonna try to write on a regular basis now. Anyways, here is the final part. There will be an epilogue! Let me know what you think. I love hearing from you! ♥
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Bucky followed you around the next morning like a lost puppy. He was nervous, constantly biting his nails, his hands fidgeting. You drank at least three cups of coffee, trying to keep your mind clear and alert for the sure shit storm that was going to be this trial. You had put out all the stops to pull these strings; normally, cases like this didn’t go to trial for months. But you knew people and, although you didn’t exercise that privilege often, you were glad it was there.