These two images are part of an exhibit that was on display, I believe. Well, just out of a whim (and c’mon I love these pics), I took another look at them and
“By wearing the ring on the fourth finger of the left hand, a married couple symbolically declares their eternal love for each other. In Western cultures, a wedding ring is traditionally worn on the ring finger.”
I cannot believe it has been so long since I posted and I’m sorry, truly, that it’s taken me forever and a day to get my ass in gear. But due to recent events, I felt inspired to write something and I’m actually really, really happy with how this turned out!
Also, I owe a huge thank you to @permanentcross for giving me advice and reassuring me this wasn’t crap and to @canistay-haz for being her wonderful, loving self and telling me I don’t suck. You both are so, so lovely and I’m lucky that I can ask you for advice when I’m not confident in my writing.
Normally, Saturday mornings would be reserved for sleeping in, lazy kisses, and barely audible gasps filling your ears. Today however, you and Harry had to be somewhat functioning adults. You were having one last get together with Harry’s closest friends and family before his life was sent into the spotlight for who knows how long, and he didn’t get to be as free and open with his time as he had been.
You woke up about half an hour after Harry did, knowing you had things to do and people to see but you were having none of it. All you could think about was the slight yet very-much-still-there tingling sensation between your legs thanks to yours and Harry’s late night rendezvous. You smiled to yourself, rolling over and letting your face collide into Harry’s pillow, inhaling his lingering scent that made you want him all over again…
You made your way downstairs to your boyfriend, legs bare and torso covered in his ridiculously baggy pink shirt that was littered with the white polka dots, your rear just barely peeking out at the bottom hem. Harry was sporting only a pair of grey joggers that hung much too low on his hips, not that you were complaining.
“Morning, sunshine.” You wrapped your arms around his waist, peppering his back with tiny pecks.
“G’morning, poppet. Sleep okay?” Every morning after, without fail, he asks how you slept. He asks because he knows when you’re both in the heat of the moment, sex isn’t gentle. Not that it’s animalistic, but you and Harry like what you like and making sure you’re comfortable and properly taken care of after is an essential part of his aftercare routine; he’ll be damned if he doesn’t take care of you and pamper any part that might be slightly bruised or extra loved on. He does love a routine after all…
“Mhm,” you purr into his back, pecking his skin once more before he spins around in your grasp, your arms falling to your sides while he places one hand on your cheek and encloses your mouth with his.
“Good,” he smiles down at you, pecking your cheek before turning back to the countertop where you can see he’s been preparing a dessert for the get together later that night.
“Whatcha makin’?” you ask, hopping upon the countertop, legs swinging back and forth while eyeing the bowl of plain raspberries and the graham cracker crust that was still sitting in the tart pan Harry insisted he needed.
“How does a raspberry tart for tonight sound? Bought the pan, figured there was no use in letting it sit in the cupboard.”
You couldn’t help but stifle a giggle. There was nothing comical about the dessert in and of itself, but you were feeling some type of way this morning and you couldn’t help but think of it in a provocative way.
Harry rolled his eyes, trying not to grin, “Why is that funny?”
You just giggled again and reached to kiss him on the cheek, “Maybe I wanna be your little raspberry tart. I already have the perfect shirt on.” Although you’d been sitting on the countertop for a good minute already, Harry had just noticed how his shirt had ridden up your thighs and he swallowed hard, also taking in how you had only the bottom two buttons fastened and there was little, if anything, left to the imagination. What Harry didn’t know was that you didn’t have anything covering the part of you that wanted him the most; he figured you’d just thrown on something skimpy just to torture him but no, you were completely bare, apart from the bottom of the hem under your bum, and sitting on your boyfriend’s counter. Harry didn’t have a prayer.
You smirked at him cheekily and even though you’d had him not even eight hours before, he could tell you still had an appetite for something else, something that filled you in a different way.
A/N- my first writing got 7 notes! (thats not a lot but still) thank you! Also, I will be doing a second part to this! (probs won’t be as exciting but whatever) So stay tuned for that!
“So Jug, you up for studying tomorrow?” Betty asks Jughead.
You and your friends were all sitting at a booth at Pop’s, as usual.
“Uh, sure!” Jughead replies and smiles.
You quickly look both of them over. Jughead was your boyfriend and he seemed to be spending a lot of time with Betty lately. It was really getting on your nerves.
“Whatcha gonna study?” You ask, scooting a bit closer to Jughead.
Betty glances at Jug and replies, “For the science test, you know how hard Mrs.Hank’s tests are.”
You nod and take a sip of your milk shake.
You didn’t want to admit it to yourself, but you were a little jealous.
Then you got an idea. Why not make Jughead jealous too?
You turned to look at Archie, sitting on the other side of table.
“Arch, do you to study with me? My place?” You ask the ginger haired boy.
He quickly glances over at Jughead who looks a bit suspicious.
“Uh, ok.” He replies.
You could see Jughead staring at you with hawk eyes, he was jealous already!
“Alright Archie, should we go?” You ask him leaning into the table.
“Sure.” He smiles and you both get up.
“Bye guys!” You both say in unison, before you lean down to kiss jughead.
Not just a peck, but a real kiss. You wanted him to see what he was missing out on.
You deepened your kiss and held his chin with your hand before breaking off. You wanted to be a tease.
You hear ooo sounds from Veronica and Kevin as you get back up from leaning over, still locking eyes with Jughead.
Jughead still looked flustered as you and Archie exited Pop’s.
“What was that for?” Archie asks, referring to the kiss.
You turn to him and say, “Juggie has been spending a lot of time with Betty lately. And I don’t want to admit it but I’m kinda jealous.”
“Ya, but they’re just friends.” Archie points out.
“I know but- I just want to make him jealous too. That’s why I asked you to study with me at my house.” You tell him as you near your home.
Archie nods and you both enter the house.
The next day, you Kevin and Veronica walked to school together.
I didn’t take long for Kevin to bring up that kiss.
“Ok, but can we just talk about that kiss?” He exclaims.
You giggle as he goes on.
“I mean that was hot. Like wow.” He says.
“Thanks,” You laugh.
“But like why? You hardly ever kiss Jug like that in public, is there something happening that I don know about?” Veronica asked as she pulled her phone out of her pocket to check her hair on the camera.
“I don’t know. Jughead has been hanging out with Betty a lot lately. And I know that they are only friends… But I’m kinda jealous. I guess I just wanted him to see what he was missing out on.” You explain as you all enter the school.
“Oh! Well I can help you make him jealous if you want.” Veronica offers, winking.
You laugh and open your locker.
Then you see Betty and Jughead walking side by side down the halls, laughing.
A fire burns in you. You didn’t know why, but you were mad.
Then Archie comes up beside you and Kevin to open his locker.
“Hey Arch!” You say loud enough so Juggie and Betty hear as they came closer.
“Hey Y/N!” He replies and smiles and grabs some books out of his locker.
Then Betty and Jughead come up to you guys.
“Hey.” Jug says to you all and takes you into his arms in a light kiss.
You kiss him back a little harder and then let go, smirking at him.
You turn around and get books out of your locker as the rest of the gang talks.
“So how was studying?” Jughead asked you.
There it was, he was jealous.
“Fine, and you?” You asked smiling.
“Fine too.” He looked at you a little angrily and then said, “Well, I better get to class.” and walked away.
After school, while in your room, you heard a knock on your window, it was Jughead.
You quickly opened it and let him inside.
“Hello beautiful.” He said and leaned in for a kiss.
You rolled your eyes at his cliche saying but kissed him back.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He wrapped his arms around your waste as his lips moved gracefully against yours.
After a few moments you broke apart and stared lovingly into his eyes and he did the same.
His phone dinged and he pulled it out.
“Ugh. I got to go.” He sighed and made his way towards the window.
“What? why?” You asked in an annoyed tone.
“I promised Betty I would help her with an assignment, sorry.” He said.
You lets out a loud groan. Jughead turned around to face you.
“What was that for?” He inquired.
“Nothing… It’s just seems like you’ve been wanting to be with Betty a lot lately.” You answered turning your head up a bit.
“Ya, so? She’s my friend.” He said.
“Friend, huh? It seems like you want to be more than that with her.” You said. You know you were going overboard, but you needed to show Jughead you meant business.
“What? Y/N that just stupid! You know that’s not true!” He raised his voice a bit.
“Oh really? Then why are you spending more time with her than with me?” You said, crossing your arms.
“I’m not! We just study together sometimes and-” He began but you cut him off.
“Sometimes? Sometimes?! You have been with her almost everyday after school for the past two weeks!” You raised your voice and stepped at bit closer to him.
“I have not! Your just jealous!” He yelled.
Anger burned in your eyes, you could feel your face getting red and your palms sweating.
“You know what? Fine. Whatever! Just go!” You yelled pointing to the window. “I’ll just invite over Archie!”
Jughead began to leave until he hear the last sentence. He whirled around.
“Archie? Why Archie?!” He said, his eyes burned.
“See!! Your jealous too!!” Your voice getting louder by the second.
“I am not!” Jughead yelled, heading towards the window again.
“Yes you are! Now leave! Be with Betty! Cheat on me, see if I care!!” You screamed, tears welling up in your eyes.
That was it. He turned around so fast he was like a blob of black clothes.
“I’M NOT CHEATING ON YOU, YOU IDIOT!!” He screamed.
Jughead had never been so mad before. He had never yelled at you. He had never called you anything other than sweet things. But he was the most angry you had ever seen him.
Your face got hot, tears began to stream down your face.
“WHY WOULDN’T YOU? YOU HAVE NOTHING TO LOOSE! BETTY IS PERFECT AND SWEET AND BEAUTIFUL! JUST GO WITH HER!” You screamed as hot tears poured out of your eyes.
“YES I WOULD HAVE SOMETHING TO LOOSE! THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!” He screamed coming closer to you.
Did you hear him right?
“I love you Y/N.” He said a bit quieter, but still loudly.
He then took your face in his hands and brought his mouth to yours.
But before he kissed you, you let out a small whisper,
blurb of harry teaching you to play guitar??? a smutty one please??? ;)
CAN YOU WRITE something thats about him in the studio and he’s jokingly like “hey babe wanna go sing in the booth” and your like sure haha and then you’re actually really amazing at singing and him and the producer are amazed… my dream blurb lmaoo thankyou susie!!!!! ❤️🎶
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Two months in Jamaica sounded like a dream. No one there to bother you, limited phone calls, text messages and emails. It was falling off the grid on a deliciously necessary level. Only it wasn’t for you. Your boyfriend, Harry Styles, had been gone that long recording his first solo CD.
To be honest, you had been slightly hurt when he informed you of the plan. Jamaica sounded amazing and fun and holy shit did you need a vacation. But he needed to be alone. He needed to focus. And you understood that.
You’d had a front row seat to his misgivings and doubts about going solo. Did he have anything to say? Enough to fill up an entire album? Would anyone want to hear it? Dunkirk had been a blessing in disguise because it allowed Harry to go off and do something different for five months. His perspective upon his return had been cleared up entirely.
Filming the movie was fun. He had a good time. He’d do it again.
Request: “Can You Write Hardcore Isaac Smut But Make It Long??? I’ve Seen What U Write & It Is All Great But Too Short.”
Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), Daddy!Kink, public sex, public teasing, and language.
On a Friday afternoon school was the last place I wanted to be. It wasn’t even second period and I already want to go home.
Lydia Martin, my best friend, came running up to me. “Y/N/N! –I can’t run in these heels–Do you wanna go shopping? Allison and I don’t want to sit in class.”
I sighed. “Yes! Oh, my god, yes! I have to go tell the hubby first.”
“We’ll go with you.” Allison smiled.
The three of us walked to the group of boys by Scott’s locker. I walked closer to Isaac, and he pulled me into his side, resting his hand on my hip.
“Psst.” I whispered, trying to get my boyfriend’s attention.
Isaac ignored me and continued with his conversation with Scott and Stiles. I huffed and tried again.
“Babyyyy?” I said, sing-song. Still nothing.
I turned to the girls. Allison egged me on and Lydia shrugged her shoulders, letting me know that she was out of ideas.
A lightbulb went off in my head. I looked between my boyfriend and the other two of my friends that he was so caught up in talking to.
I cleared my throat. “Daddyyy?” I asked innocently.
Isaac choked on his words mid-sentence and Scott and Stiles both looked bewildered and hung their mouths open.
Lydia and Allison giggled behind me. Isaac turned to me.
I moved so that I was standing in front of him. I reached my right hand out and grabbed a handful of what was sitting in the front of his jeans. I squeezed his crotch gently and inconspicuously.
“I just wanted you to know that Allison, Lydia, and I are going to go shopping for a little while.”
My boyfriend nodded. ‘Uh, shopping, fuck–okay. Sounds fun.”
I let go and smiled. “Okie dokie, then. We’ll see you boys in a couple of hours. I love you.”
“I love you, more. Hey, wait, do I not get a kiss?”
I smiled and pulled Isaac’s head closer to my head. He leaned a little further to whisper in my ear. “Daddy’s gonna get you back for that later, baby. You better be ready for it.”
Isaac kissed my lips and I kissed back, still a little stunned by his comment.
“Okay, Y/N! If we don’t get moving we won’t have time to shop, come onnnnn.” Allison and Lydia took a hold of my hands and took me to Lydia’s car.
At Lydia’s car, we all threw out ideas on where we were planning on going. “Sooooo, I figured that we could go to the mall so that we can eat and shop. But I’m down for whatever, but we have to be back before last period; Y/N and I have a test that we can’t miss.” Allison chimed while buckling her seatbelt.
The three of us girls all agreed that we should go to the mall, and Lydia started to drive off in that direction.
After a minute or two, Allison spoke from the backseat again. “I have a feeling that Scott likes this freshman girl in our Chem class, but I’m not sure.”
The only way that my brain would let me respond was with loud and obnoxious laughter form the passenger seat. “You thi-HAHAHAHA-Scott and some freshman-HAHAHAHA! I’m-I’m sorry, Alli, it isn’t that funny.”
Lydia snickered from the drivers seat as she turned the corner and drove through the parking lot, looking for a spot. “I mean, it is kinda funny.” Allison smiled.
“Babe, I’m gonna fuck you up with some truth, okay? Scott would never in a million years leave you. He stuck with you when he found out your family are all a bunch of hunters, and he isn’t gonna leave for some freshman girl in your chemistry class. He loves you. You’re special to him.”
Lydia’s breaks squeaked as she pulled into the parking space. “Oh, and he knows that Y/N would rip his ass to shreds.” She added.
"With my teeth.“ I say and push my werewolf canines out to add to the comment.
Allison smiled and said thank you. The three of us got out of the car and started to the main entrance of the mall.
"Where to first?” Lydia asked as she looked around her.
Allison and I also looked around. Seconds later, we all pointed at the Victoria’s Secret store.
“I don’t know why I come in here anymore.” Allison laughed while she searched through the lace thongs.
“What do you mean?” Lydia asked her.
“Scott and I almost always get caught when we try to have sex, so I’m not totally sure that it really matters what I wear.”
Lydia and I nodded. “Stiles can’t even keep it together long enough to see what I’m wearing, so I honestly get it.”
I kind of just shrugged. “I’m really not sure that Isaac even cares what I wear soooo.”
Lydia started yo laugh at me. “Hmmm, I thought it was "daddy”. Is that not what you called him in the hall at school today? Allison, wasn’t that what she called him?“
Allison put a hand on her chin and made a thinking face. "I do recall Y/N calling Isaac "daddy” today.“
I let out a loud laugh at my two best friends. "Oh, my god! I swear no one was supposed to find out that I call him that!”
“It isn’t such a secret now, is it, babe?” I whipped around to see my tall, blonde boyfriend standing behind me with his arms crossed.
My cheeks and ears started to feel hot. “I–uh—What are you boys doing here?” I stuttered out and acknowledged the other boys too.
“Scott was hungry and wanted chinese food. And I was hungry too; But not really for food.”
Scott waved. “And this was the closest place to the school to get chinese.”
Lydia turned her head. “Um, isn’t there a Panda Express near the school though?”
“Well, yes, but Isaac said he was hungry, but like, not for food, so I made a joke and next thing that I know we were heading to the mall so that Isaac could…you know…” Stiles winked at me.
I rolled my eyes and walked off. “Y'all are acting like a bunch of eighth graders.”
I walked to the food court with Isaac walking by my side, trying to hide the fact that he was laughing at me. I slumped down in my chair and rubbed my head.
“Ughhhhh.” I groaned.
“Awe, baby, don’t be so embarassed. It isn’t that bad.”
I gave my boyfriend a sidways look. “Okay, alright, maybe I overstepped a line. I love you, though. Like, with all my heart.” Isaac pursed his lips and I playfully rolled my eyes, and leaned in anyway.
The kiss started out as soft and sweet, but it quickly changed to something very dirty. Isaac smirked into it and trailed his hand up to my covered sex.
I gasped a little and ground onto his hand harder. Isaac’s touch got rougher and the kiss got even more heated.
“Say my name, Y/N. Go ahead.” Isaac kissed me harder.
It completely slipped my mind that we were in public. But I pulled my lips from his and moaned out his name. “Fuck, Isaac….”
Isaac made a ‘tsk tsk’ noise at me and dew away from my lips completely. “Now, Y/N, that isn’t the name i was talking about. You can say it in public.”
Isaac ran his thumb across my bottom lip and flashed his gold eyes at me. He touched me harder and I moaned a little louder than I should have, considering that we were in public. “Daddy…oh, fuck.”
Isaac smirked at my reaction; Lydia, Allison, Scott, and Stiles all sat down around us. “Okay, so where are we gonna eat? I reallllly want a cheeseburger. Boys what do you–Isaac, can you stop devouring my best friend so that we can figure out what she’s getting?” Lydia asked.
“Getting some dick.” Stiles snorted.
Even Scott shook his head at his best friend. I gasped smally as I felt the knot in my lower abdomen tighten near release.
“I’m gonna get a cheeseburger or something. It just sounds good.” I informed.
Scott stood up. “Welp, I still want chinese sooooo.” He walked off to get his food.
The rest followed, but I held Isaac down for just a second longer. I bit hy lip and panted a little bit, until I felt a wave of pleasure pulse through my body. Isaac caught on to what just happened and smirked at me.
“Do you feel better, babygirl? did you like how daddy was touching you?”
I took a few deep breaths before I stood out of my chair and extended a hand to Isaac. “Yes, and, yes.” I smiled.
Isaac took my hand and walked with me to stand in the line with Lydia. Scott, Stiles, and Allison stood a few meters away from us, getting their food.
“Whatcha getting, babe?” Lydia asked me.
I looked at the menu above my head and thought. “Ummmm, I’m not really sure yet. I, what are you getting?”
“Hmm, that’s a very hard decision, Y/N.” I grinned as Isaac pushed into me. I could smell his arousal, and I know for a fact he can smell mine. It took everything that I had not to throw him on a table and ride him like a fucking horse.
“Y/NNNNNNN…I realllllly need to cum. But, like, preferably inside of you. Please, babygirl? Daddy needs it.”
That was all it took for me. I touched Lydia’s shoulder. “I’m going to show the hubby something because he doesn’t listen. I’ll be right back.” I lied.
Lydia seemed to believe me. “Go prove him wrong, girl!”
I pushed Isaac toward the nearest unisex bathroom and dragged him inside. I removed his grey v-neck from his body, and then got started on his belt. I threw it somewhere behind me and heard it clang against the linolium floor. The next thing I got rid of were his pants.
I dropped down to my knees and took his rock-hard cock into my mouth. With as much pent-up arousal I had, I wasn’t really in the mood to tease. I was in the mood to get laid.
I savored the salty-sweet taste of Isaac’s pre cum on my tounge and the sensation of his hand reaching to the back of my loose hair, and pulling it into a makeshift “ponytail” with his one hand.
I lifted my eyes to look at Isaac. He had a smirk on his face while he tossled his blonde hair.
“Oh, fuck, Y/N. You look so damn beautiful with those pretty lips wrapped around my cock like that. Oh, yeah! Fuck!”
I hummed as I felt his tip touch the back of my throat. I pumped him in and out of my mouth. “Why are you so good a sucking me off, princess? Fuck, it’s a blessing”
I took him out of my mouth and pumped his shaft still. “I just want to please you.”
Isaac pulled me up from my knees by my hair. He took my shirt and my shorts off.
He licked his lips and said, “I never get tired of looking at your body. You are so damn beautiful. But now,” Isaac bent me over the sink, and I hissed at the contact of the cold metal on my breasts. “I’m going to fuck that pretty pussy, and you are going to scream loud enough that everyone in this mall knows who is making you cum, and who is the only person who can make you cum.”
Isaac rubbed his wet cock head over my dripping wet entrance. Seconds later I felt his dick enter me and stretch me out.
“Fuck!” I squealed as Isaac hit my g-spot the first time.
By the pace of his thrusts already, I would say that he was not in the mood to go slower than he needed to. And I certainly am not complaining.
Isaac slid his cock in and out of my pussy, stretching me out beautifully and hitting my g-spot with each thrust.
“C'mon, Y/N. It’s okay to scream. Matter of fact, I want you to.” Isaac thrust harder into me.
I could barely open my eyes from how much pleasure I was getting from my boyfriends thrusts, but I somehow managed to get a scream to run through my lungs and out my throat. “Oh, yes! Ah, daddy, harder! Harder, please!” I pushed my hips into Isaac’s thrusts.
Isaac placed on hand on the mirror and gripped my hip with the other. I let go of every noise that came out of me. I didn’t have the power to hide a single one.
“God, Y/N, You take my cock so well, oh, yeah….Who is daddy’s little slut? Huh?” Isaac began to thrust deeper into me, my release threatening to explode.
“I’m your little slut, daddy. Please–fuck–please, let me cum.”
I felt Isaac’s cock pulse inside of me, so I knew he was close too. “Since you asked oh so nicely, baby, yes, you can cum. I want you to cum all over my cock. I want to feel you clench around me baby.”
That was all it took for me to let go. I came and screamed “daddy” at the top of my lungs. It actually made my throat a little sore. I felt Isaac cum too, his seed dripping down my leg.
Isaac gave my ass a squeeze as we got dressed. “Now, let’s go get all kinds of dirty looks from people outside waiting for the bathroom.”
We shared a laugh and walked out of the bathroom with post-sex hair, and couldn’t contain any of our laughter.
Summary: Bucky and Y/N have been fairly successful at keeping their relationship hidden from the rest of the Avengers. That is… until Nat walks into the kitchen one night and finds Bucky kissing Y/N. While Y/N is relieved that their relationship is out in the open it soon becomes more complicated than she could have ever imagined.
Author’s Notes: 500 follower celebration! Thanks to the lovely @melconnor2007 for requesting it! I hope you enjoy it. Sorry it’s coming out in multiple parts – I seriously can’t write anything short!
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I woke up the following morning and stretched lazily. When
my fingers didn’t find Bucky’s body beside mine I peaked through my lashes – a sudden
surge of disappointment running through my body. I spied a note on the
nightstand and stretched my arm out to grab it. It was written in Bucky’s hand
– and hastily. “Y/N – Have a mission with Steve and Sam. Will take a few days
at least. Didn’t want to wake you – B” I laid back down with a huff. I wished
he had woken me up, but it didn’t matter now.
I rolled out of bed and headed to the shower where I quickly
rinsed off. As I pulled on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt I wondered to myself
if Nat would be up for a workout this early in the morning. I decided that it
was worth a shot and made my way out of my room and down the hallway as I
pulled my wet hair into a messy bun. Once I reached Nat’s door I knocked and
waited for an answer. When she opened the door she seemed surprised – I was
obviously not the person she was expecting which seemed odd since we were close
friends. “I was wondering if you wanted to go to the gym with me?” I asked
casually. For some reason her reaction was really rubbing me the wrong way.
“Um… yeah… sure. Let me just grab my things really quick,” she
had a hard time faking her enthusiasm as she answered but quickly grabbed her
things and followed me down the hallway to the elevator. I sighed to myself
internally – I was already regretting asking her to come with me. I couldn’t
quite put my finger on what was wrong with our interactions, but they made me
We entered the gym and headed towards the mat. Nat and I
were about neck-in-neck on our hand-to-hand combat and only ever trained with
each other because of it. As we started sparring she broke from me and danced
around the mat. “So you and Barnes?” She tried to ask it casually, but I could
immediately tell it was forced.
I sighed heavily. “Listen Nat, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you
about it. We agreed to not tell anyone – Steve didn’t even know. We wanted to
test it out, before… well you know…” I shrugged awkwardly. This was definitely
not what I had in mind when I had asked her to come with me.
We lapsed into silence as we continued our sparring. I
noticed that Nat wasn’t pulling her punches like usual. “How long have you?”
She asked – cocking an eyebrow is question.
“How long have we what? Been whatever we are or been sleeping
with each other?” I asked as I placed my hands on my hips. I was getting more
than annoyed with her sudden interrogation with each passing second. “We’ve
been spending time together for the last five months. We slept together for the
first time last night,” I answered bluntly.
“Interesting,” she responded before jumping out of the way
of one of my kicks and returning a roundhouse kick that connected squarely with
my stomach – knocking the air from my lungs.
“What the fuck, Nat?” I asked angrily as I remained bent
over – trying to catch my breath.
“I guess I’m just surprised is all – seeing as we were
supposed to be friends,” she added angrily as she placed her hands on her hips
and glared at me.
“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about!” I shouted.
I had finally caught my breath and I was angry as hell at the way she was
“You know… I mean I never told you that Bucky and I had a
thing, but I assumed when he told you that you wouldn’t have pursued it any
further without talking to me. I guess I thought too much of you.” I was
completely caught off guard. I had never known about them. Nat must have read
my reaction pretty clearly. “Ah,” she smirked. “It’s because he didn’t tell
you. Let me guess – you both agreed you weren’t going to tell anyone because
you didn’t want to mess up the group dynamic so you kept it a secret, and he
never really indicated when you would actually tell any of us? He’d wait until
we were all asleep before sneaking into your room, and he’d leave before any of
us woke up? Sound familiar?” she asked angrily. I had never seen this side of
her before – she was being cruel and she was enjoying it. When I didn’t answer
she smirked to herself again. “I wondered why he had stopped visiting me late
at night…. Now that I think about it… it stopped about five months ago. He
would never explain himself when I asked… I guess it makes perfect sense now.
I’m sure he regretted not being able to have sex for five months though.”
She had finally gone too far. Her initial comments had
thrown me off balance, but now her hostility and cruelty had caused something
to snap inside of me. I had always been the calm, and silent one – never to
raise her voice in a time of stress. I think that is what caused her look of
surprise when my fist connected squarely with her nose causing a sickening
crack which signaled the gushing of blood from it.
“Fuck you,” I mumbled as I turned on my heel and stormed to
I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, but I knew for certain
that I needed to get the fuck out of the tower…. And it needed to happen as
soon as possible.
I wiped the tears from my face as I hastily packed my bags. Why
hadn’t he told me? Probably because he knew I would wonder if the same thing
that happened to Nat would happen to me. Or was he still seeing her when he
started pursuing me? My heart sank at the thought. I had been so happy last
night – so relieved that the truth was finally in the open and we didn’t have
to hide it. In reality, Bucky and I had never said that we were in a
relationship… It had just been implied to me. “You fucking idiot,” I muttered
to myself. Why had I thought that this would work? I was just the shiny new
girl on the team – eventually he would get bored with me and find someone new
or go back to Nat – I couldn’t compete with her in a million years. I felt sick
to my stomach. I had realized I was falling in love with Bucky months ago, but
I didn’t really admit it to myself openly until last night when I thought it
had been safe to do so. I grabbed my bags angrily from my bed, and left my room
– slamming the door behind me.
As the elevator
opened to the parking garage I knew exactly where I was going. My parents had
had a small cottage on the edge of a tiny coastal town in Maine. They had left
it to me when they had died. For years before I had joined the Avengers I had
found solace in my visits there. It would put distance between Bucky, and I – giving
me time to think. No one in the group really knew about it so I wouldn’t have
to worry about someone from the team knocking at my door. As I pulled out of
the parking garage and onto the busy New York streets I was desperate to get as
many miles as I could between me and the people I thought were my new family.
My phone buzzed in the passenger seat as I drove out of New
York City. I picked it up hastily to see “STARK” illuminating the screen. My
immediate impulse was to ignore it – I really didn’t want to talk to anyone,
but I knew if I didn’t answer Tony would be persistent in tracking me down and
showing up unannounced and unwelcome. It was the Stark way. I slid my finger
across the screen and held the phone to my ear.
“What Stark?” I tried to ask it casually, but it came out
too forced. It was obvious that I was upset. I had never been great at hiding
my emotions when I actually managed to get angry.
“Whatcha doing?” he asked casually.
“Driving,” I answered curtly.
“Where ya going?”
“Tony… I just need a few days to myself. I promise I will
keep a low profile and stay out of trouble,” I felt like a kid trying to plead
with my parents again. Part of me was annoyed, but part of me was relieved that
someone cared enough to ask.
Tony let out an exasperated sigh on the other end. “Fine…
Fine… just let me know if you need anything kid. We’ll see you in a few days,”
he replied before hanging up.
I sighed completely relieved. It would buy me some time to
be away without the constant barrage of Tony Stark’s questions. It left one last
phone conversation to have before turning off my phone. I dialed the number and
waited patiently until I heard the familiar voice.
“I need you – can you meet me at the cottage?” I asked
I absolutely fell in love with your Tabris & Nate art!! My queue is backed up for months now... I was hoping maybe there's a pic of their first kiss? I'm dying to know who made the move and to see Tabris' red ears!
Bendy liked Sammy Lawrence, or at least as much as he could. As a worker, Sammy was impeccable. He did his work, turned it in on time, and didn’t complain (too much). As a person he was….less than pleasant. Sammy was grumpy, antisocial, and prone to snapping at anyone and everyone when he was tired. Which was most of the time. He had little patience and an even smaller tolerance for people. He was at least polite most of the time. He got along with Alice pretty well, which was sort of a point of comfort for Bendy. Alice and Susie kept the guy from exploding too much. But boy was Sammy high strung. Especially with people tromping in and out of his office to get at the damned ink pump switch. Sometimes Bendy found himself feeling sorry for the music director. Joey was a special kind of crazy even on the best of days. At the moment, Bendy was down in the music department to collect the new songs for that week’s episode. They had a deadline to meet.
okay okay but imagine inej as the little mermaid (a kanej au)
- princess inej, the youngest daughter of the sea king & who’s always been so loved and cared for but never spoiled or pampered - she’s always been SO fascinated with humans & the human world and she collects all kinds of trinkets that come from land even if they make zero sense to her - including a pair of rubber sole slippers that do nothing underwater but can stick to the rocks and it’s like they’re MADE FOR SOMETHING but she just doesn’t know what and she’s dying to find out - scuttle (jesper) suggests it’s probably some sort of jewellery like you string them up around your neck and they hang nicely like seashells and add a little smth to your outfit (A Look if you ask me) - but inej’s biggest dream is to have human legs so she can dance and jump and climb things bc she can’t do any of that under the sea(.mp3) and she just has this itch, this DRIVE to do these things bc this is what she thinks true freedom feels like - to run not just from but toward something - kaz is just a bonus but she also sees that he has a cane and she (being completely unaware about how human legs & bodies in general work) just wants to get to know him, to know why he always wears gloves and has a perpetual frown that only goes away when his pockets are full of these mysterious green paper tissues he loves so much - nina (originally flounders), inej’s best friend, is always there to help her on her treasure hunts and she falls in love with a sailor named matthias who, too, shares kaz’s perpetual frown. they think it must be a common human thing so once inej gets her legs she does it so much kaz literally asks her if she’s okay bc she keeps frowning and making all these weird faces - human!inej: blows her nose in one of kaz’s strange green tissues and he is Appalled but also stunned bc like,, who’d do that WHO’D WASTE KRUGE LIKE THAT no one human who knows the value of $$$$ that’s for sure (she also tries to chew them in case they’re like seaweed a.k.a edible?? but it turns out they’re not what a massive disappointment) - BUT ANYWAY i digress: triton finds out about inej’s dreams and sends her to her ocean chambers but ofc inej ghafa doesn’t just give up so she goes to seek help from the sea witch (tante heleen) despite everyone telling her not to - she’s nothing like ursula okay she’s vicious and vile and utterly cruel and can’t hit a high note to save her life so no THESE POOR UNFORTUNATE SOOOOoOOOOoOULS for you sorry - she gives inej legs and she’s like ‘you’re going to become a shadow without your voice and if you don’t make him fall in love with you i’m going to turn you back to your original mermaid form AND have your human legs for myself + your voice” - inej: but that’s not fai- - tante: you don’t have a voice suddenly i don’t know - joke’s on her tho bc everyone falls in love with her INCLUDING kaz bc she’s like a shadow and she’s literally like a professional spy and she’s quiet, resourceful and courageous, more courageous than most humans he knows - thing is, kaz has a secret of his own and it’s the inability to touch or kiss her without being triggered and experiencing a violent episode of ptsd - wylan (sebastian) is always Worrying About Things and tries his best to still make kanej happen despite them spending every second avoiding each other just bc opening up about their feelings is a Foreign Concept for both of them - three days pass and tante is like huhuhuhuhu watch me GET SOME with my new legs - nina, slowing her hearbeat down using good magic: “the only thing you’re gonna get is my fist through your face bitch shut your tentacles” - jesper literally brings out his guns and nods at tante to either behave or like,, drop dead for good - wylan: YOU MESS WITH CRABBO YOU GET A STABBO 🔪🔪🔪 - however tante manages to escape and tries to crash kanej’s very first (and very awkward) date but kuwei, an extremely underrated but brave and important citizen of the sea kingdom, drops a starfish in her pants and she drops the necklace w/ inej’s voice - the first words inej sings after she gets her voice back: mMmMM whatcha say - needless to say kaz is 10000000000001% smitten, will gladly sell his soul for this beautiful strong amazing girl that came into his life like a kruge munching miracle on legs - tante claims the contract is still valid so inej now belongs to her but kaz takes some of that funny green paper out of his coat pockets like, “i’m sure we can make some sort of deal” - so he legally frees inej and then matthias the sailor shoots tante on accident, mistaking her for one of the witches he usually hunts (he then finds out nina is one of them so his entire mindset changes) - every contract tante ever made is now invalid so every poor soul in her witch cave is free!!!!! - inej also gets her human legs back and is more than content to hold hands with kaz bc her dream is to sail (a.k.a be close to the sea, her home, her friends) and still walk on land so she can help rescue & free girls like her - wylan & jesper wave her goodbye as wylan claims his rightful place in the sea kingdom and rules one part of it instead of tante - it’s a happy ending you know it is
on earth c after the jump forward in time the kids dont really have a lot of old gods type responsibility over general godly things like the life and death of everyone, the pattern of the weather, how well crops do in a season? that type of stuff, because the planet does a pretty damn good job of doing that all on its own. thats how science works, ya feel me?
so what do you do in this brand new world with all sorts of power at your fingertips and not a big need for godly intervention on a worldly scale? you get superheroes is whatcha get
a lot of god tier and backstory stuff already fits well into common superhero tropes:
-premade costumes that seem to just come along w the powers
-individual powers (to add interest) with some common overlap (flight, general durability, general capability in fights?)
-conditional immortality! characters die in comics all the time but they basically always come back to life either through actual revival or rebooting the universe
-weird circumstances of birth/predestination towards eventual greatness
-currently leading major operations in their everyday lives (rulers of the kingdoms???? that ones iffy, but jane and jake are ceos of crockercorp and skaianet)
-all sorts of alt universes to look into if the dreambubbles every become, relevant again
[this is also similar to how golden age comic characters (those with super powers like superman anyway) are usually coming from a religious basis, taking from recognizable backgrounds like Samson, Moses, Jesus. These are all very Abrahamic examples but my comics background is very western sorry]
This all leads back into canon with how we see a certain Ms. Crocker spending her days.
Every superhero story needs its super villians, and we’ve got the perfect set up for a monster of the week type superhero series:
now if only jane werent stuck in permahell in the oven and the snapdates werent abanoded forEV-