So, I opened tumblr a few minutes ago and then this showed up! I don’t know where all of a sudden you people come from, but it makes me very happy and I’m glad that you enjoy the content I post (and that we admire King Yuzuru Hanyu together ;) ).
I know I’ve been missing for a while! I was striving towards a goal you guys! I graduated college yesterday.🎓🍾🎉🎉! This probably won’t get any likes but just know I’m back and plan to post some good stuff for you!
As far as James, he comes home soon and we are planning to do some traveling!
Thank you new followers for waiting patiently. Almost at 1700! Amazing 😘
Steve was the kind of guy to make up for any shortcomings on his part. He was also the kind of guy who thought he had shortcomings, because he wasn’t six feet tall or 300 pounds of pure muscle or halfway around the world scampering away from a spray of bullets.
He was the kind of guy who knew exactly where to take his girl on the Fourth of July to make it perfect, even if he wasn’t celebrating it in a trench with his best friend. Because this was what the selfish half of his heart wanted to do, not protect his country from Nazi’s, but protect his world from being lonely on a holiday.
And he certainly wasn’t planning on the night ending the way it did when he found the perfectly empty field and tossed a fluffy cotton blanket down on the grass, but Steve wasn’t exactly complaining. Mostly because in a string of fantastic, beautiful things, you were the best finale he could’ve imagined. The only finale that followed the pattern of increasing awe settling between his ribs.
Even though the end was his favourite part of the night, he liked to think about it from the beginning; with the fireworks booming overhead, stars clinging to his tastebuds, and your head weighing down his chest. Already he felt like that was the perfect way to end the night, assuming that after the late celebration he would walk you home, kiss you goodnight, and go home to his lips unsatisfied and yearning for more.
But if he wanted that, he shouldn’t have taken you out on his birthday, because you had something else in mind. Something else that started with your hand running over his chest during an explosion of blue on the black sheet of sky. His breath was already caught somewhere between his desire for you to continue and his worry that you’d do exactly that.
Steve didn’t pull his hand off your waist when you twisted enough for your lips to reach his neck and kiss up his jagged pulse. He didn’t blink when you got up and moved to straddle him instead, dragging your fingers through his neatly combed hair. What he did do was gulp, let out a small strangled huff, and admire how you looked with your hair falling around your face when you looked down at him.
“Happy birthday Stevie.” He was surprised to find that his hammering heart didn’t drown out the sultry timbre in your voice, or how it clung to the shell of his ear the way your lipstick held onto his pale skin.
“Is this - Are you sure?” When he got nervous he liked to second guess things, and since this was a first for Steve, his nerves were as manageable as the orbit of Jupiter. Adding your hand, which had started drifting down his suspender strap, and the crack of a grin on your painted lips, Jupiter seemed more like the Milky Way.
“I am. Are you?” There was a bounce in your voice, a taunt. Like you were trying to see what tone you had to use to make Steve faint. With his heart going the way it was, you weren’t too far away from finding out.
“I, yes. I just, I mean I’ve never - I don’t know how.” Stammering was also a side effect of Steve facing against an entire galaxy, as embarrassing as it was.
“That’s okay, I can help.” There was nothing teasing in your smile this time, but Steve still had a hard time catching his breath. This was the girl he loved, the one who could cure diseases with a smile and made him feel like the world when everyone else was so focussed on proving he was a mouse.
He wasn’t sure when the fireworks had stopped, mostly because his heartbeat sounded just as loud as the sparkling detonations when they were still erupting behind you, but when you ducked down and kissed every inch of exposed skin that came from unbuttoning his shirt, it felt like they had only moved off the screen of sky and went onto his skin instead.
As much as Steve loved the feeling of your lips crawling down his heaving chest, and as much as he wanted the image replaying in his head to be more than his imagination, he also just really wanted to kiss you. You were about to slide past his belly button when his finger hooked under your chin and tugged you softy back upwards.
If Steve’s kisses had been passionate before, they were vehement now. Like the heat of a sun was pouring out of him and you were the only one to catch it. Carefully, his hands ran down from your sides to your thighs. He made to pull away and ask if this was okay, if he was doing it right, if there was something else he should be doing in that moment instead of rubbing your thighs and tangling your tongues. Before his mouth had even left yours you were mumbling for him to stop thinking about it and keep going.
So that’s exactly what Steve did, leaving one hand to run under your dress and taking the other to find your zipper. His finger had only just wrapped around the cool metal when he had to pause, eyes fluttering shut, as you ground into him. He didn’t know he could make a sound like that until it left his lips and bounced off the dewy grass on either side of you two.
He started thinking again when you giggled, but a quick check at the endearing look in your eyes calmed him down. He unzipped your dress, letting it pool around your hips while you slipped his open shirt over his shoulders. You shivered at his fingers tracing a path up your ribs, making Steve hesitate.
“Are you cold?”
“No, why’d you stop?”
“You shivered, I thought you were cold.” You bit back a laugh at Steve’s confusion, sweetly pushing some of his hair out of his face.
“Not cold. It just felt good.” Steve rarely got the chance to make you embarrassed, but somehow making you admit this did the trick, and it made him feel like a king. Good, he was doing good. He wanted a better taste of this power - if it only took his fingers on your sides to make you shiver, what else could he do to you?
“Well tell me if you get cold, okay?” He grinned boyishly and continued running his fingers over your skin until they met fabric. You smiled back before kissing a line on his jaw. The second time your hips ground into him it was easier to bite back his groan, because it wasn’t so much of a surprise at how good you felt against him.
Steve pulled off your bra but his hands didn’t move to replace it. After giving him a moment to see what he would do, you took his hands and directed them to the soft flesh yourself.
“I told you to stop thinking.” You teased, sitting up so he had a full view of your top half. His eye skated over your figure and he had to stop himself from groaning again.
“I know, but you’re beautiful.” His thumbs rubbed over your nipples and you gasped, grip tightening over his hands. He did it again to see if it was a good or bad reaction, smirking when you let out a choked sigh. “Especially like this.”
Steve tugged and squeezed until your chest was heaving, and then your hands went down to his belt and yanked it undone. He swallowed thickly when you pushed his pants down, rubbing him through his boxers. He pressed his head into the ground and whimpered, his hips involuntarily pressing into your hand.
“You look pretty good like this as well.” You murmured, readjusting to slide the last of your clothes off. You made another circle with your hips and Steve helped this time, pressing you down by your hips and getting lost in the gratifying twist in his stomach. His boxers were warm and damp from your arousal, and Steve couldn’t wait to get them off. “Ready?”
“Shouldn’t I be asking you that?” His voice was more gravelly than you’d ever heard before, it was like music to your ears. You shrugged, tugging lightly on his waistband until he lifted himself up and you could pull them down.
Steve’s jaw clenched when you sank down on him, his hands gripping your hips like his life depended on it. The best part, Steve thought, was the whine you made when he filled you up. He felt that surge of importance again, and it drove him to spread your legs a little further and push into you even more.
Then you started moving, and Steve wanted to explode. His hands found purchase on your waist, helping you slam down on him until you were a moaning mess on top of him. For all it was worth, Steve wasn’t any better in choking down his groans and gasps.
Your hands found his, one tangling your fingers and pressing into the ground by his head while you guided the other between your legs and told him to rub. He tested out harsh stripes and circles with his thumb until he passed over your clit and you clenched around him. He kept it up until your stomach untwisted and you were pulsing all around him, head nuzzled into his neck and kissing his collarbone until he found release too.
When he opened his eyes again all he saw was stars, and although they were stunning, they were nothing compared to you, so he turned onto his side to face where you had rolled off him. The soft moonlight made you shine and your eyes glimmered lazily at Steve.
“I love you.” He kissed you again, tired and caring and intimate. You scooted closer and his arms wrapped around you, cuddling you closer.
GUYS I JUST
I love you all. Thank you for all your support, positive feedback, ideas and kind words you give me everyday. You’re awesome really.
I know I’m slow and it might need a while before I fullfill your requests, but I am kinda busy during the week! Still thank you for your patience!
Also, I wanted to tell you that I’m going to open a Facebook page about my locks as soon as I reach 2,000 followers. I will post there and here all my locks. Hope you’d like the idea? What do you think?
HOLY SHIT GUYS! Once again, thank you so much. AND WELCOME TO ALL YOU CUTE NEW KIDS!! We love you guys so much, you make our lives amazing by supporting us in our passion for writing! Remember that you can talk to us at any time at our personal accounts which are linked in the bio! We love hearing from you guys, both in the ask box and on our personals. Have an incredible day/ night! Stay wonderful my lovelies!
I worked too hard on this…. not supposed to do this when I have two deadlines coming up :( A-Anyway! I can’t finish Izumi’s on time, but it’s 19th Dec 11:29 PM in my country! Still made it for Hamada’s! *triumph fist*
HAPPY BIRTHDAY IZUMI (29th Nov) AND HAMADA!! AND THANKS ALSO FOR 1700 FOLLOWERS! I went far… thanks to you all T___T) *waves*
This is basically Hamada and Izumi relationship timeline…. I shamelessly inserting my headcanons everywhere here. More headcanons undercut!
Woooooo! Thank you guys so much for reading and liking my posts! This is awesome. I never thought my writing would be this popular. :)
So update, my ask box is still closed and I currently have 24 requests in my ask. Its going to be a while until I complete all of them. Plus I have a test and presentations coming up I have to start working on so forgive me if it takes me a little longer than normal to comb through my ask box.
Thanks you all. You all are great! Have a great day!.
As a thank you for this blog reaching over 1700 followers and due to it being Spain’s birthday the other day and Valentine’s yesterday, I thought I’d upload something special since it’s been requested for! All information is in the description of the actual youtube video! Hope this is helpful! Adios~
the-reylo-void’s “Thank You Followers/Reylo Fandom” Big Darn Giveaway Thing!
Thank you all so, so much for 1700+ followers! To show my thanks (and my thanks for this fandom being all-around amazing and supportive), I’m giving away some totally fab parks merch from my latest trip to Disney World!
Winner will receive:
A copy of the TFA Visual Dictionary
A copy of the TFA novelization
Kylo Ren water bottle
Kylo Ren & Phasma deluxe pen set
Death Star glow cube (because that’s just rad, come on)
Two parks-exclusive Kylo Ren pins
And a BB-8 backpack from Loungefly™ to keep it all in!
A second-place winner will also receive a copy of the TFA Visual Dictionary AND a copy of the novelization!
Must be following me at the-reylo-void (I will check!)
No giveaway/spam accounts
One entry per like/reblog per day (please please please don’t spam your followers!)
Must be 18+ to win (sorry, guys, just covering my ass on this one)
I will ship internationally, but you must be willing to give me a name/address to ship to
Winners will be randomly selected on Saturday, January 30, 2016. Please make sure you have asks/messages open so I can notify you if you’ve won. If your name is drawn and I don’t hear from you within 72 hours, I will re-draw.
If you have any questions, feel free to ask — best of luck, everyone!