#And I think we did better than her creator

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Chapter 4 madness starts

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…CHAPTER FOUR LETS GO!!!, so this chapter may be a little longer but who knows I don’t keep track on my progress…anyway this story concept belongs to @moshispace and check them out to see how they go into more detail on the story .they are the creator and I’m simply the writer .

WARNING: this story has yandere themes mentioneds of gore, foul language, and mentions of attempted kidnapping

Please don’t read if you feel uncomfortable with any of these things .

Enough yapping from me let’s get into the story

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“Hide her!”

Usagi said as he scrambled back to his seat

Leo quickly pulled a little bottle out of his pocket,

opening the lid and shove it by my mouth

“ Dink this quickly “

I drink it out of surprise and i remember it had

the similar taste to the other drink that had

shrunk me ,

I quickly shove it away, coughing as I drinked it

too quickly , Leo then looked to me as i felt

myself starting to shrink

“ quick hide her Leo “

Usagi said in worry as anxiousness lingers on his

tone , Leo, then grabbed teapot as I was done

shrinking. I was a little smaller now.

Leo then grabs me with his hand quickly, but

being careful not to crush me as I did fit in his

hand then dumped me in the teapot

“ careful now “

he says as he sees me go into the teapot ,

As he throws the rest of my makeshift dressed in

the teapot, he closes the lid to it .

I feel the teapot move slightly as I try to steady

my balance .

I didn’t understand what is going on but all I knew

was that if felt supper familiar and now I’m

starting to get a feeling that I shouldn’t be here

, I closed my eyes as I hugged myself thinking

before I remembered something

~ “ get her out of here splints they can’t know

what we have done to protect her “ the voice of

the figure says as they hand me to someone

“ ok I’ll get her out of here and back where she

belongs as fast as I can and I’ll get the flowers

heads help to distract them just in case “

The other voice says

“ good now go we might not have enough time “

The voice says as the other starts to run with me~

The teapot then opened as I snapped out of my

odd memory

“ Leo! “

I said as I yelled as i didn’t exactly fit my dress

anymore the teapot then quickly closes

“ pardon “

He said as he realized what he did

“ one moment “

he says as he opens the teapot slightly and grabs

a small piece of fabric closing the teapot giving

me privacy,’the memory it was so blurry that i

couldn’t exactly see what they were doing

Hopefully my mind would give me the information

And maybe remember’.

Then the teapot opened again

“ try this on for size “

Leo says as a dress is thrown into the teapot

I was thankful he had made me a dress it had

looked even better than my make shift dress

I was in awe as I then put it on , it had fit perfectly

And I was happy for how it looked, I then knocked

On the teapot signaling I was done

“Oh!…”

Leo said as he seems surprised with his work as

he picks me up with his hand, I almost fit in his

whole palm so he was careful as he set me down

,he looks at me as he then warmly smiled

“ I like it”

“ good thing splinter is one of us or you’d be …”

Cass then motioned a cutting neck motion

Leo shook, his head at her

“ what do they want with me?”

I question as Leo looks to me

“wait a minute best to take her to the white

queen..she’ll be safe there. Spoon…”

Usagi exclaimed as he then quiet down as he

looked at the spoon .

Leo put his hat down on the table

“ your carriage my lovely lady “

He said looking to me 

“ the hat?”

I said curiously

“ of course, anyone can go by horse or rail but the

absolute best way to travel is by hat. Have I made

a rhyme?”

he said as he looks away slightly, but then back to

me. As the others start giggling

“ oh i love traveling by hat .”

Cass said happily as she walk toward us

“ cass . just reader, please. fairfarren, all”

He said a slight possessive tone hinting in his

voice , I stepped on the hat and he picked up the

hat and stood up, starting to walk away from the

table Usagi then threw a teacup at Leo but Leo

ducks quickly as he missed the teacup, the

teacup shattering on the ground as he did so.

As we walked, we eventually made it to a forest

the sun rising as we walked through it 

And eventually, Leo started talking to himself

“ all mimsy were the borogroves and all the mome

raths outgrabe “

I then carefully walk to the edge of the hat and

carefully get down and hang from the brim

“ sorry what was that ?”

I ask in curiosity as I see him look to me I then let

go dropping to his shoulder and holding on

making sure to not fall

“ what was what ?”

He said looking to me I looked back at him

wanting an answer

“ the day of choosing a day that you made up and

whatever you wish in this world comes true for

that. you are now here. And now you must

choose for the day of choosing is only you to

choose “

He said as his tone lingers with a somewhat dark

impression as he then turns to me with a smile

but also somewhat of a smirk

“ it’s all about you, you know “

“ i’m not choosing anything and I don’t choose. I

have a hard time choosing sometimes and I don’t

even know what this is about ,so put it out of your

mind “

Leo then stopped walking

“ mind “

He simply said as he grabs you and places you

down on the floor

“ wait !you can’t just leave me here!”

You said as he was walking away but then

stopped and turned back to me

“ you don’t wanna choose, do you have any idea

What Donnie has done?, you don’t choose “

He said as he scoffed softly

“ I couldn’t if I wanted to “

I said as i started to feel bad a pit in my stomach

forming as I felt guilty.

Leo then walked up closer kneeling down

“ you’re not the same as you were before … you

Much more muchier. You’ve lost your muchness”

“ my ‘muchness’?”

I said confused as I looked up at him as he the

points at my chest 

“ in there. Something is missing.”

He said as he looks at me with confusion

“ tell me what…Donnie?..has done”

I asked as I take a step forward but

Leo shakes his head softly

“ it’s not a pretty story …”

“ tell me anyway “

I said, Leo sighed and looked around the fog

slightly clearing, revealing torn up and broken

down houses 

“ it was here “

He said as he paused for a moment continuing

“ was hatter to …the white queen at the time.

heightop clan have always been employed at the

court “

He said as he then started to zone out getting

into what had happened

“ it was a normal gathering the trees green

everyone having fun music playing and we were

waiting for you to arrive ,everything seemed

peaceful and fine, but then everything wasn’t…

suddenly, we were under attack , people were

screaming …thank fully we were able to escape

but after that all of us didn’t consider Donnie- I

mean the purple king as our brother anymore “

“ Leo …are you okay?”

I asked worried about him

“ I’m fine ..”

He said as he looked to you with a hint of sadness

As a few seconds pass Leo looks around

“ did you hear that ?,Im certain i heard

something. ”

“ what?”

“ Oh! Purple knights!”

He says with a panic as he quickly grabs me and

starts running , running through the forest we

heard them getting closer and closer hearing the

barking getting closer , Leo quickly hides behind

a tree as they pass and then starts to run the

other way running through bushes and jumping

over broken down trees . He then stops as he sees

upon and a withered tree across the river

He quickly takes off his hat and places me on top

“ go south to trotter’s bottom. The white queen’s

castle is just beyond.”

He said giving me directions as he sighed

“ hold on tightly and good luck “

He said as a quickly and carefully gives you a kiss

on your head .

He then brings his hand back far and tosses his

hat in the air

“ Down with the bloody purple King !”

He yells as he holds his arms out.

The hat successfully makes it over the river by the

tree. I fell off the hat, rolling twice as I fell to the

ground . I felt my face feel warm, but shook my

head as I quickly stood up, grunting slightly as I

look across the river to see Leo get captured by

the purple robot Knights .

“ Leo …”

I whispered to myself as I watched him get taken

away . I quickly go to the hat, lift it and go under it

It all felt too much. I didn’t understand. I knew

now where to go, but I felt horrible for him as I felt

tears pour down my cheeks eventually, crying

myself to sleep.

I then heard sniffing as the hat was lifted off, I

quickly stood up awake now

I see in front of me a dog a blood hound 

“ you were supposed to lead them away the Leo

trusted you !”

I said as the dog looks to me

“ they have my wife and pups”

He says in a somewhat tired voice

“… I’m sorry about that … what’s your name ?”

“ bayard “

He says as he looks down at me

“ sit “

I making it sound like somewhat of an order, but 

in a polite way he then sits complying to what I

Was Asking from him

“ what’s your name be reader by any chance? “

He asked in curiosity

I sigh before responding

“ yes,… but I’m not the one that everyone is

talking about “

I said as I rubbed my eyes

“ Leo would not have given himself up just for any

reader.”

He said simply

“ where did they take him? “

I asked curiously

“ to the purple Kings Castle at Salazen Grum “

He says looking away

“ we’re going to rescue him “

I said, determined

“that is not foretold.”

He says as he looks back to me

“ I don’t care . He wouldn’t be there if it weren’t

for me “

I said as I took a step forward

“ from the moment I fell down that rabbit hole i’ve

been told what I must do and who I mustn’t be …

I’ve been shrunk , stretched , scratched and

stuffed into a teapot …. i’ve been accused of

being reader and of not being reader , but this is

my dream … i’ll decide where it goes from here “

I exclaimed as I take a breath

“ if you diverge from the path-..”

He starts, but then I cut him off 

“ I make the path”

I said making myself clear

He sighed and then grumbles as he lays his head

down as I climb up on his snout and to, his back 

“ take me to Salazen Grum ,Bayard and don’t

forget the hat .”

I said, as I held onto his collar , he then grabs the

hat with his mouth as he started to run to our

destination , I made sure to hold on tightly so I

did not fall.

After a long while of traveling, we had made it to

the castle, the purple Kings Castle

“ there’s only one way across”

Bayard said as there was a moat of a swamp, and

it looked somewhat deadly only to realize they

were Stoneheads It was very unsettling I took a

deep breath Preparing myself. 

“ lost my Muchness, have I ?”

I said to myself as I walked forward, as I carefully

stepped on the stoneheads making my way

across being careful not to fall in .

I had to finally made it across without falling in

I look back to Bayard and give a bow showing my

gratitude he gives one back as he then grabs the

hat before chucking it over the stonewall then he

runs off . I then

look back to the stonewall. It was very high. I look

around before I see a little crack in the between

the stone bricks. As I then go through.

I then entered a garden?

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I’m sorry if this one seems short and I’m also sorry that this one took a little longer than it needed to but other than that I hope you all enjoyed and I’ll see you next time. I hope you all have a good day ,night or even afternoon. 





#yandere #fanfic #alice in wonderland au #rise april #rise donnie #yandere rottmnt #rottmnt #rise raph #rise mikey #rise leo #rottmnt x reader #dark romance #alice in wonderland

[creatingblackcharacters]

Lesson 1: "White Man Painted Black"?

Okay, I recognize that this is a strong foot to step off on! But! If you learn nothing else from this series, if you decide for whatever reason to forsake me: this is the ONE perspective I'd like you to take away!

You may have heard this quote before, when Black fans deride a character design as 'a white man with the brown bucket tool'. On its face, it means exactly what was said. But specifically, what it means is that we recognize that whomever designed the character drew the way they normally draw for a 'default' character in their mind- default usually meaning White/Eurocentric features- and they added a shade of brown within the line art to make that character now 'Black'.

Now if you're feeling defensive, wait just a moment! This discomfort is not inherently a bad thing!

I'm going to use both a 'real world' example first, to show you what your Black fans and peers are seeing, and perhaps you will also understand our discomfort!

(if anyone was curious, my folder for this lesson is titled 'brad' lmao and you'll see why)

(I'll have y'all know that I actually worked very hard to make Blackface Brad look mildly presentable lmao I'm sorry, I'm wheezing, I can hardly breathe looking at him 🤣)

You see how, despite knowing where this was going, and using one of the darkest shades of brown in my Skin Tones arsenal, you still know that that's Brad Pitt? That nothing about his hair texture, his lips, his nose, or really anything other than the palette change... changed? And you can still see that?

It's incredibly hurtful to be told that that's supposed to be you. You know it's not, you know why it's not, but rather than hearing how it makes you feel unseen and what they could do to be better (since they wanted to draw a Black character!), the artist lashes out at you.

And as an artist, you might have worked VERY HARD to do this! That might be a real handsome guy you drew!! But... is he really Black? Did you walk into it with the intention, that you were drawing a Black Character, or did you draw a character that just happened to be Black? It seems like a silly thing, but it matters!

Okay. I just finished laughing over Brad. Now let's get into some more perspective changes:

Now, imagine you drew a character. You want to make her Black, so you change the hair and skin colors. All right! You have your Black character... right?

Changed ONE feature about her? (You should obviously change more than one feature, but let's just go with the simplified example.)

What if, instead of just changing her palette, we changed her:

Hair?

There isn't nearly enough time in the world, let alone in this little scribble and blurb, for me to describe the IMPORTANCE of Black hair in Black character design. There are so many ways to do curls, afros, braids, twists, locs, SO MANY HAIRSTYLES!! Get used to searching in the 3C-4C hair textures!!!! I plan on doing an entire lesson or two on hair alone, but suffice it to say, Hair Texture is thee BIGGEST giveaway that you 'painted a white person Black'- from cartoon styles to realistic! It reveals itself in your writing as well- just based on how your character takes care of their hair, how your describe the texture, how other people might perceive it... it lets me know just how much research was done. Because we can have straight hair! But again, that's a conversation for a whole 'nother lesson so- come back later 👀?

Lips?

I love our lips, I really do. There's a long history of shaming Black women in particular for the way our lips look. So when I see them done in all their glory, it makes me very happy. Two-toned lips vary in shade and intensity, so make sure you're using references if you want to be 'realistic', but it doesn't have to be that hard. Even a little subtle shift like this in the design/story description lets me know that a creator was thinking about me.

Nose?

One thing I've noticed ever since I starting drawing is that... people in a lot of mangas/manhwas barely have noses! I admit, out of all the features on the face, the nose isn't the most important. I think they should be, especially when you want to emphasize that your characters look different! People have different types of noses! I especially want to gear this towards those with a goal of drawing realistic portraits and the like- there, the nose is ANOTHER dead giveaway. There are Black people with aquiline and straight noses- we aren't a monolith- but is that why you drew it? Consider why you went for that nose specifically. That's part of the intent, in all this!

Now, you might be looking at me and going "Ice... this is just character design". To which my answer is: Yes! It is! It feels so basic, and yet if you ask your Black friends/peers how often they've come across this feeling of not being properly drawn/written, from fanart to professionally produced works, it's unfortunately common despite how simple of a concept it is.

I hope that you can walk away from my first lil lesson with new eyes. Remember, it's the thought that counts, but the action that delivers!

#creatingblackcharacters #black characters #black artists #black writers #black art #character design

[art]

Creator Spotlight: @jdebbiel

Deb JJ Lee is a non-binary Korean artist based in Brooklyn, NY. They have appeared in the New Yorker, New York Times, NPR, Google, Radiolab, and more. Their award-winning graphic memoir, IN LIMBO, about mental illness and difficult relationships with trauma, released in March 2023 from First Second.

Below is our interview with Deb!

Have you ever had an art block? If so, how did you overcome it?

That implies I am over my art block, but I’m still in it! I think about Kiki’s Delivery Service a lot and how she had to stop doing a thing, and that you can’t really force it, and you have to let it come back to you. It’s a pretty humbling moment, realizing there is more to life than just drawing. I’ve been trying to consume other content like reading or watching movies—anything that is not drawing-related—and to trust that it will come back to me. I think not being afraid to do the small pieces before committing to the big pieces is helpful. Because big pieces are what I am known for, I dig myself into a deeper hole, thinking that each piece has to be bigger than the last one. So yeah! Relaxing and doing the small things before overcommitting to a big piece is the best way to go about it for me.

Which 3 famous artists (dead or alive) would you invite to your dinner party?

I feel like these are all artists that I have second-degree connections with! Jillian Tamaki, Victo Ngai, and Tillie Walden would be my picks!

What are your file name conventions?

…What file name conventions? I mean, I don’t have specific file name conventions, but I actually have a public Google Drive archive! But I usually put “djjl_whatever-the-title-is_final,” and I would always know it’s the final and legit version.

What is a recent creative project that you are proud of?

I did an illustration for the whiskey brand Johnnie Walker. It’s so wild because I only had four days to finish it, and it usually takes me a week and a half if I rush. And honestly, it’s probably one of my best pieces from this year, which is funny. It was for the Mid-Autumn festival, so I made it as Korean as possible.

How has technology changed the way you approach your work?

I only use my iPad to draw everything now, and if I want to pretend that I have a steady workstation, I’ll use my Cintiq. I still am not as comfortable on the Cintiq as I am on Procreate, but it’s still pretty solid and nice. That’s the good part about technology. The bad part about technology is how AI art has been messing things up for me. I’m currently in a lawsuit about AI art as a class rep. Some of my stuff got turned into AI art late last year, so I have to give a deposition at some point. 

What is a convention experience that has stuck with you?

Honestly, they’re all good! I feel like Lightbox Expo has been really nice because it’s truly been a convention for artists. I feel like that’s where most of my audience is, and they’re all around because their purpose is to be better at art. That’s where a lot of original artists do well because they’re getting art they’re inspired by, not so much fanart. I like the Lightbox Expo because it encompasses the pure love of art very well. 

Top tips on setting up an Artist Alley booth?

Use a Y axis, not just your X axis! Take advantage of it! Branding is also something to think about. It is definitely something I’m getting better at. Having an assistant is also very important. I’ve also heard that 8.5x11 to 12x18 inches is usually a good size for prints, but I also provide postcard-sized prints because sometimes people don’t want to commit to a larger size. 

Who on Tumblr inspires you and why?

You know this is so funny. I’ve been following @alicexz for over a decade on Tumblr and other platforms. I’ve followed her work since high school, and we’ve only recently become peers. I found her, and we met for the first time in real life, and she recognized me. And then I found all my drawings from when I was in my Alice phase, back in high school, and I was like, “Yo, this is when I was trying to be you so badly!” and she was cracking up and was like “Wow, this is so good!” It was such a sweet moment. I wanted to take a picture of her holding my drawing up. It’s really nice because now we’re peers.

Thank you so much for stopping by and sharing, Deb! Be sure to check out their Tumblr blog over at @jdebbiel.

#creator spotlight #artists on tumblr #deb jj lee #jdebbiel

[funhouse-mirror-barbie]

I just. I don’t really want to keep talking about it, but I have to get these feelings out because the more I think about Somerton’s excuses video the angrier I get, ESPECIALLY given his insistence in the video that there isn’t a real community within LGBTQ spaces—specifically this quote; “We wanted it to be a channel where every queer person could feel welcomed... And we failed at that. That is something that, in hindsight, I think is impossible to create.”*

Because wow! Aren’t you the one who called Becky Albertalli, a bisexual woman, straight ?? Aren’t you the one who has consistently stolen queer and lgbtq people’s work as your own , profiting off of their labor and research and time? Aren’t you the one who sicced your fan base on smaller creators who noticed your plagiarism??? Aren’t YOU the one who LIED blatantly about lesbians “historically having it easier” than gay men ?? That LIED about Radclyffe Hall’s book being banned and destroyed???? What was it you said?? That she got to go on with “her merry little life”???

Fuck you. How dare you.

How dare you say there is no community, no safe space for all of us, when you have literally done NOTHING but maliciously and consistently stolen from, lied to, manipulated, and put down and bullied the community.

You have done nothing but try to break apart and put down your lgbtq siblings, so of course you believe that solidarity, safety, and intersectionality within our community is not something that can exist.

There are lgbtq people who are actively working to make those spaces, where everyone feels welcomed, but you clearly see yourself as being above that, above collaboration and community, above listening to other’s experiences.

You only think that a space where all queer and lgbtq people are welcomed and feel safe is impossible because your goal was never to carve out that space. It was to make money and take advantage of the people who looked up to you.

You think it’s impossible because you never once thought about the people you were stealing from, never once cared about the community, our history, the activism of our elders and all they did, never thought about how your actions and lies would hurt the community.

Stop making excuses and lying. Be fucking better.

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*(Somerton, James. “A Measured Response.” YouTube, uploaded by James Somerton, 26 February 2024, https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=kCNByQ6WopM)

(And that’s how you cite a FUCKING source, James. It took me a minute, after two seconds of research on how to source a YouTube video. Fuckhead)

*I added the link to the video to make a point, as you need to have it in citations. The video is monetized, so please either don’t click it and watch elsewhere OR watch with ad-blockers.

#james somerton #LGBTQ #lgbtq community #fuck off james fuCK OFFFFFFFF!!! #lesbian #im a lesbian and im so fucking mad at him ignoring the historical solidarity there was between gays and lesbians #so mad at him erasing people’s experiences and stealing #I’m so glad I never fucking saw this guys videos #hbomberguy #media criticism #funhouse convo #funhouse vent

[cassandraclare]

*sighs a bit* Okay. Guys. I have been asked this question a lot, and answered it a lot. I don't know how to give a better answer — Dru & Ty&Kit share significance as main characters — so I guess I'll talk a little about comparison and structures.

First, all series have different structures. I don't think it's super useful or predictive to try to map an upcoming, unknown book series onto an existing series. In TLH the main character was Cordelia, everyone else was secondary to her, and people's roles and the significance of them altered from book to book. It was a big ensemble cast and they mostly stayed put in London especially in book 1.

TWP focuses on a smaller group of people. It also has a very different structure. In book one, Dru is not with Kit and Ty. They are in different places, both of which have their own stories that are significant to the plot. There is no way to see Place One without following Dru. There is no way to see Place Two without following Kit and Ty.

I know that TWP is a long way off. I know there are people who are very angry with me that there's such a gap, but there isn't anything currently I can do about that, or about the fact that I don't yet have the schedule for my upcoming books. That rests in the hands of several different publishers who must coordinate the release times and production schedules for four different series. I am not withholding any information about when these books come out. I simply don't know it yet.

I understand that TWP being a long way off makes for anxiety, and that those who are worried Kit and Ty will somehow be secondary are looking for tiny clues in microscopic details — micro-reading the of placement of the word "and" in my newsletter and such — that are meaningless, but I get that it all comes from anxiety. (FTR, those worried Dru will be secondary are equally anxious.)

I think there is only so much I can say. Because there's a big gap between TLH and TWP everything I do say or every image or hint about it is freighted with a weight of assumption it can't really support. Anxiety is always going to trump reassurance. And truly, at the end of the day, if you only care about Kit and Ty and find the idea of a Dru story tiresome, you will feel like they got shafted because when you absolutely hate a plotline, you will always feel like it's taking up way too much space. That's just how our minds work.

I've been doing this long enough that I know no book can survive a hostile reading. I know that Book Three of a trilogy is the one people hate until they don't. (When Clockwork Princess came out people hated it so much I considered quitting writing!) I know that it's wonderful to love a character but can also be a problem for people when I put out books that aren't about that particular character or dynamic. I know that for a lot of people, Sword Catcher and Ragpicker King are just tiresome things that have no business on my schedule because they're not Shadowhunter books. And I get it. But I also have to block it out, because I've been writing a long time, and I've gotten to a point where I know that I have to write the thing I want to be writing, because if I don't, if I sit down and try to force myself to write something I'm not feeling like writing at that time, I'll be making myself physically and mentally sick. And that's no good for anyone, really.

I suppose the positive thing is that, while this would not have been true five years ago, I am at the place where I want very much to be writing Wicked Powers. I missed these characters and am glad to be back with them. I consider this a story in which there are three main characters. And that is all I can say right now because it's all that I know.

(And this was much more of a general response to a lot of things than a specific response to this question, but I did feel like it was stuff that I needed to say. Creators are at the end of the day, just people. Sometimes we are powerless to reassure. Sometimes we are tired. Sometimes we are wrong. Sometimes we try things and they don't work. Sometimes we can't explain to you what our story is going to make you feel, because only reading it is going to tell you that. This may be one of those times.)

#the wicked powers

[the-fandom-is-now-my-life]

I don't kiss and tell

Little drabbles where creator!reader gets pregnant and the archons get into a witch hunt

Wc: ~600

Sumeru’s specialty tea is delicious, the lightest taste of anise and black tea with an array of spices that you couldn't even begin to pinpoint. The youngest archon besides you is talking your ear off about the origins and constitution of the tea, the exports it has and how it is different from the teas you tasted in Liyue. 

The only thing souring the atmosphere was the bickering and yelling voices from across the table

“Your dirty citizens are libertine enough to attempt to lie besides a god!” The electro archon points her finger at the anemo archon, her nose scrunched and her teeth bared

“Mine?! I doubt anyone would dare to! At most I imagine they wanted to be close friends!”

The tsaritsa rolls her eyes and mutters something along the lines of ‘very close friends it seems’

“You doubt? You don't sound too sure about that. I'm confident nobody from my nation would dare to make advances on them” zhongli blows on his cup and sips on it

“Didn't the trip get behind schedule around sumeru? I remember Neuvillette was stressed because the welcome had to be rearranged by a week” Furina grabs a piece of cake, playing with the cherry on top.

“ah?!” Nahida gasps as she is chatting with you. She taps her chin ”I can't remember a chance they had alone so I would say it's impossible”

“And why did the trip take an extra week? I was never truly sure about that” zhongli asks her 

“Oh, I was dead set on going to Aaru village and having a quick view to the pyramids” you chuckle a bit, seeing how nahida was upset at the accusations.

“Isn't it weird that Miss Furina is here too? Even if we named it archon meeting it's meant more as a head of state so I was expecting the great judge to be seated here” Raiden points that out

“E-eh?!” She gasps as she leans away from the purple piercing gaze “He was just unable to come so he asked me” 

“Isn't that convenient?”

The tsaritsa sighs and stops tapping her fingers on the wood table. Now looking at you she says “I'm sorry if it's too impolite but can't you cut us the chase and tell us who it was?”

You look away, a tiny strained laugh slipping through your teeth “I think I prefer his safety, thanks” 

“No, thank you”

“At the very least what nation is he from?” 

The next months there was special attention paid to particular carvings or newly acquired habits

“Isn't it curious how they are suddenly so in love with grape juice? Didn't your nation have a winemaker who preferred grape juice?” The tsaritsa asks, a stiff smile painted on her face.

“And didn't they also like a seafood soup that also happened to be one of your harbinger's specialties?” venti matches her energy, already fed up with the fourth accusation 

“Don't make me send someone to kick your ass again”

“I doubt a pile of ashes could put up much of a fight” 

“Our grace has been taking longer walks lately, buer, maybe they are trying to get closer to the dendro element” 

“they told me they wanted to feel the breeze better, that might be it, Beel”

“Why do I get dragged into every discussion?!” Venti yelps from the kitchen

“Doctor baizhu told me to keep an eye on them, the pregnancy seems to have made them crave rocks

“Isn't baizhu from Liyue, lord of Geo?” 

“And also ice cubes, tsaritsa. It reminds me, wasn't one of your harbingers also in Liyue at that time to close a deal with the Tianquan?”

“Why does everyone think is someone from my nation did it?!”

“Nation of freedom…”

“The biggest wine and sparkling wine importer…”

“You used your week to go bar hopping..”

“You are a weak and unimposing leader…”

“That part sounded more personal than anything!”

#genshin impact #gi #sagau #self aware genshin impact #genshin x reader #alhaitham x reader #kaveh x reader #diluc x reader #kaeya x reader

[rongrii]

I recently started redesigning characters from HH for my and my friends au’s, first one I did was Lucifer :D

He quickly became my favourite character, and I really wanted to have my own take on him.

I would really appreciate if you gave me you feedback and thoughts! I know text I wrote is long, but I really tried to make things interesting <:) I do not support Viv, I pirated the show and I know it’s flaws, so I am trying to fix them how I like.

First of all, visual design changes. I want to say that I didn’t put “animation friendly design” as my priority, in show I would like to decrease amount of his details, but here it’s not very important.

Facial features changes:

- I wanted to make him look more interesting, adding goat symbolism in his eyes, nose, horns and ears. He looks kinda strange in show if think about it, angels there don’t have any noses? It bothers me a bit.

- Here I am taking a turn into making Lucifer and Satan into once person, unlike in the show. I just wanted and It seemed more logical to me. His hair is now wavy/curly, I took inspiration from paintings and sculptures where Lucifer is depicted with wavy hair.

Outfit:

- His shoulder pads(if I am using the right word) have small details on them which I repeated on his coat. I change his bow tie to a tie mostly due a personal preference, and now eye and appears only in his demon form is visible at all times.

- Hat now has a single big apple in the middle, and snake can be either on staff or the hat. Staff now has dark wooden texture that flows into the apple, resembling a tree.

Now onto character role, personality and behaviour changes.

Trying to be equal to God:

- Biblical reason to Lucifer’s fall was his pride and desire to be equal to his creator. If we had this motivation for him in the show, it would be much better. It suits person who lives in circle of Pride, it may explain why Lilith took Charlie away from Lucifer in that one scene, it adds depth into Charlie’s daddy issues. I love for how dorky and unserious he is the show but here, I wanted to follow another path, of making Lucifer actually prideful, terrifying king of hell.

- God sees everything. In attempts to imitate it, Lucifer the same way sees and knows about most of what happens in hell. You notice how much eye ornaments are on the streets? I took this idea in Lucifer being able to spectate whenever he wants on any place eyes are placed in. This extends to every ring, having even more power than Vox and his cameras. Lucifer’s eyes on his cape may also appear in situation when he decides to watch sinners and demons, as well as pupils shift form. He also knows every soul who enters and leaves hell, like Sera.

- I often see points about Lucifer being God’s favourite in the past. This could be incorporated in the story, making even more sense for Lucifer to be so prideful. Charlie could face the same consequences, + Lucifer could treat her like Charlie is a God’s son, like Lucifer himself is. More depth and angst into Charlie’s relationship with father, yay!!

Other changes:

- He could use more coldness to the sinners. I don’t think it much matters to him if they are killed, more than that, Lucifer would kill the sinners like exorcists do, if they are not acting how he wants to. But in hell, you can’t run away from Lucifer like it is possible from exorcists. It would make him more scary.

- He and the royal family because of the first point are respected. Lucifer’s pride wouldn’t allow him to treat him badly.

This is not all, put the post is long already and I am still thinking things out. I will make part 2 with his full demon from and more thoughts, so stay tuned!

Thank you if you read all that, and even if you didn’t and just liked the art. Tell me if I got things wrong and I have mistakes in my research of Lucifer in religion. Have an awesome day!!

#art #artists on tumblr #sketch #drawing #digital art #rongrii art #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel redesign #hazbin hotel critical #hazbin hotel criticism #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin hotel art #hazbin critical #hazbin redesign #hazbin lucifer #hazbin hotel lucifer #vivziepop critical #long post

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Daddy’s Arm Is Different » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Pairings: Husband/Dad!Bucky Barnes x Wife/Mom!Reader with daughter Bella

Summary: Bucky’s and Y/N’s daughter notices that her daddy’s arm is different than hers.

Warnings: Fluff, language, nothing but cuteness, hugs and kisses, nicknames for daughter (princess), pet names for Y/N (doll)

Written on my phone so sorry if there’s anything mistakes or typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

Yours and Bucky’s 2 year old daughter was sitting on the floor playing with her toys when she caught a glimpse of something shiny from the corner of her eye. She looked up, thinking it was Bucky’s dog tags, but instead, it was his vibranium arm. Bella frowned in confusion and looked at her left arm and then at Bucky’s left arm. She never noticed how different his arm was from hers. Bella stood up from the floor and walked over to her daddy, tapping on his leg to get his attention. Bucky looked down at her and smiled. He picked her up and sat her on his lap.

“Do you need something, princess?” Bucky asks her.

“Arm.” Bella says, pointing at his vibranium arm.

“Yes, that’s daddy’s arm.” He says.

“Different.” She curiously touches it. “Why different?” She asks.

Bucky didn’t know how to answer her without bringing up his past memories of how he really lost his left arm.

“Daddy got hurt at work years ago.” He says the first thing that came to his mind.

“Daddy hurt?” Bella asks.

“I was, but I’m better now. I got a newer and cooler arm.” He says.

Bella leaned down and kissed Bucky’s vibranium arm making him smile widely.

“Daddy more better.” Bella tells him.

“Daddy feels so much better.” Bucky smiles. “Thank you, princess.” He says, kissing her forehead.

Bella squealed in excitement when she seen you walk in the living room. She reached her arms out to you, wanting you to hold her. You sat down next to Bucky and let her crawl onto your lap.

“What were you and daddy talking about?” You asked her, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear.

“Daddy’s arm different.” Bella tells you.

“You’re right. Daddy’s arm is different.” You say.

“Daddy got hurt a long time ago.” She says, looking up at you.

“He did get hurt, but we made him all better.” You say.

Bella crawled back over to Bucky and gave him a hug. Bucky smiles and wraps his arms around his baby girl.

“I love you, daddy.” Bella says.

“I love you too, princess.” Bucky says softly and kissed the top of her head.

“I love you, mommy.” She leans over to hug you.

“I love you too, sweetie.” You says, kissing her cheek.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

-Bucky’s Doll

#sergeant james buchanan barnes #sergeant james barnes #sergeant barnes #james buchanan bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #james bucky barnes #james barnes #bucky barnes #winter soldier #sebastian stan #sebastian stan characters #the avengers #avengers #marvel #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes x wife!reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky barnes imagine #husband!bucky #dad!bucky #wife!reader #mom!reader

[inkskinned]

i. about 2 weeks ago, i was told there's a good chance that in 5 or so years, i'll need a wheelchair.

ii. okay. i loved harry potter as a kid. i have a hypothesis about this to be honest - why people still kind of like it. it's that she got very lucky. she managed to make a cross-generational hit. it was something shared for both parents and kids. it was right at the start of a huge cultural shift from pre to post-internet. i genuinely think many people were just seeking community; not her writing. it was a nice shorthand to create connection. which is a long way of saying - she didn't build this legacy, we built it for her. she got lucky, just once. that's all.

iii. to be real with you, i still struggle with identifying as someone with a disability, which is wild, especially given the ways my life has changed. i always come up against internalized ableism and shame - convinced even right now that i'm faking it for attention. i passed out in a grocery store recently. i hit my head on the shelves while i went down.

iv. he raises his eyebrows while he sends me a look. her most recent new book has POTS featured in it. okay, i say. i already don't like where this is going. we both take another bite of ramen. it is a trait of the villain, he says. we both roll our eyes about it.

v. so one of the things about being nonbinary but previously super into harry potter is that i super hate jk rowling. but it is also not good for my mental health to regret any form of joy i engaged with as a kid. i can't punish my young self for being so into the books - it was a passion, and it was how i made most of my friends. everyone knew about it. i felt like everyone had my same joy, my same fixation. as a "weird kid", this sense of belonging resonated with me so loudly that i would have done anything to protect it.

vi. as a present, my parents once took me out of school to go see the second movie. it is an incredibly precious memory: my mom straight-up lying about a dentist appointment. us snickering and sneaking into the weekday matinee. within seven years of this experience, the internet would be a necessity to get my homework finished. the world had permanently changed. harry potter was a relic, a way any of us could hold onto something of the analog.

vii. by sheer luck, the year that i started figuring out the whole gender fluid thing was also the first year people started to point out that she might have some internalized biases. i remember tumblr before that; how often her name was treated as godhood. how harry potter was kind of a word synonymous for "nerdy but cool." i would walk out of that year tasting he/him and they/them; she would walk out snarling and snapping about it.

viii. when i teach older kids creative writing, i usually tell them - so, she did change the face of young adult fiction, there's no denying that. she had a lot more opportunities than many of us will - there were more publishing houses, less push for "virally" popular content creators. but beyond reading another book, we need to write more books. we need to uplift the voices of those who remain unrepresented. we need to push for an exposure to the bigotry baked into the publishing system. and i promise you: you can write better than she ever did. nothing she did was what was magical - it was the way that the community responded to it.

ix. i get home from ramen. three other people have screenshotted the POTS thing and sent it to me. can you fucking believe we're still hearing this shit from her when it's almost twenty-fucking-twenty-three. the villain is notably also popular on tumblr. i just think that's funny. this woman is a billionaire and she's mad that she can't control the opinions of some people on a dying blue site that makes no money. lady, and i mean this - get a fucking life.

x. i am sorry to the kid i was. maybe the kid you were too. none of us deserved to see something like this ruined. that thing used to be precious to me. and now - all those good times; measured into dust.

/// 9.6.2022 // FUCKING AGAIN, JK? Are you fucking kidding me?

#witches and wizards #kids need to be able to play games without knowing the extended universe #playing was easy #i knew i wasn't gonna be able to explain chronicles of christomancy #but we could pick up a stick and run around #nd say we were magic that would be enough backstory #and i think the last time i felt that sense of community #was the summer of pokemon go #it's about cross-generational connectivity bro #yes there are insular communtities but EVERYONE had fucking read harry potter #which is me saying - i think maybe people don't miss HER or the ACTUAL BOOK tbh #they miss... feeling connected #think about how so many people felt so weirdly ashamed and lost after Game of Thrones ended - #they did SUCH a bad job that the entire community just... vanished. #where beforehand people would have GoT weddings #we are just animals who love stories and love feeling like we speak the same language #btw i am not on twitter so i hadn't seen some of the shit she was doing #and then when i was 19 she published the ''american school'' hogwarts stuff #and was reading it casually bc again a huge nerd #and in it shes like ''the british taught the natives their more civilized magics'' #and that was like..................... oh okay. okay. so.....

[ymechi]

Who is the real Creator?

-TW: cult, yandere, impostor au, mentions of hunt

-Gn reader and darling (please tell me if I mess this up message me and I will fix it)

plot idea (This was inspired by another post but i can't find it ToT):

Reader is friends with Darling. Sometimes Reader helps Darling with dailies, grinding and building the characters.

Somehow reader ends up in Genshin Impact but it's in Darlings world.

Reader is mistaken as an entity that is trying to take over and harm Darling as they have been controlled by Reader before and do not like it.

The Reader is hunted down and shunned it all comes to a stop once Darling descends and stops the hunt. Misunderstandings are cleared and Reader is finally safe from the crazy Acolytes.

All should be fine now except it was the Reader who created Darling's account and gave it to them.

This is part 1, Part 2, part 3, part 4

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Reader wiped the sweat on their forehead with the sleeve of their robe. The Sumeru weather was rather hot this midday as the sun was at its peak. With nothing better to do Reader decided to dust off the front of their house.

It was more akin to the size of a cabin and rather isolated yet Reader loved it as it gave them the privacy and security of four sturdy walls. A place entirely of their own *they could control* and it was far enough they did not have to suffer the company of people.

Reader was rather thankful for the Dendro archon to gift them this place.

After what they have been through it was more than deserved, no?

They did not really know what to think of Nahida. On one hand, she had not tried to kill them or hurt them, she was one of the few people who did listen to their side. On the other hand, she was an archon and Reader's experience with the other was not. . . They had no words to describe it. It was plainly a negative horrible experience that still haunted Reader as they slept at night. Their only solace was that the mess of the events that happened months ago was over and that they were a Free person once again.

It does not help that occasionally the archon would give them an intense blank stare that did not suit her young face. Whenever she stared at them like that Reader wanted to bolt through the nearest exit but the stare was gone as quickly as it came.

Reader continued to dust off the porch collecting the dust and dead leaves on a pile they had left the dustpan inside of the house. Just when they were about to head inside to grab it they saw two familiar figures. There was no doubt that the floating figure and golden hair belonged to the Traveler and Paimon, the latter already giving a wave.

Reader gave a small smile and returned the wave.

"Reader! Long time no see how have you been?" said Paimon.

"Hi Traveller, Hi Paimon sorry you had to come and see this mess, I have been fine hopefully you guys kept out of trouble?"

Paimon answered with a sheepish smile.

The Traveler greeted them and Reader ushered both of them inside the house towards the kitchen and made them sit while they prepared some tea.

"It looks like you settled in nicely Paimon is happy for you Reader."

"Thank you Paimon, yeah it's been really nice here."

Reader put the kettle on the stove and almost forgot how to be a proper host.

"Oh right, I have some leftover cookies! Let me grab that."

"You don't have to overexert yourself Reader," said the Traveler with a gentle smile.

"No- no it's fine I was trying a recipe the other day and I made too much, you guys have to eat it all by the way or else it's rude"

"Well, then we would be bad guests if we don't eat right traveler?"

The traveler did not reply and gave his floating companion a deadpan expression. It was rather amusing to see how to see in real life rather than the game - this is not a game anymore stop that.

Eventually they bought over the cookies and poured the tea. Reader was rather proud of themselves for once. Paimon did not hesitate to dig in and they were rather delighted that their cookies were being enjoyed. The Traveler sipped his tea calmly. Reader smiled and blew on the hot tea before also drinking it.

"I see you have been reading about the history of this world?"

"Yeah it gets rather boring just cleaning here, the Dendro Archon dropped by and gave me some books, she's smart since I don't really know much about this world."

"Yeah! Despite looking so young Nahida is really perceptive and wise, Paimon is kind of jealous."

Aether looked at his companion with a playful look and Reader knew he was about to tease his companion. They tried to hide a smile behind the teacup as they took a sip.

"Ohh! Paimon almost forgot! Darling asked us to deliver a letter!"

Reader's smile tensed a little. Aether's previous playful look was gone and he looked at them with concern. Reader held the teacup more harshly than necessary. It was fine they did not need to be babied. They gave Aether what they hoped was a reassuring smile.

Reader was still confused about how to behave around Darling. That person was their best friend, they had been friends since before Reader could remember and all the way to adulthood sharing an apartment. Yet knowing that the person you trusted the most was behind your suffering, even indirectly? It hurt like shit. Reader could not even meet Darling properly since one of their cursed "acolyte" or whatever the hell they called themselves always trailed behind Darling and Reader refused to be near any of those acolytes who actively tried to kill them before. So both were at an awkward standstill.

Isn't it supposed to be bros before hoes? What the hell Darling.

Paimon gave them the letter and Reader tried to thank them without sounding off.

Looking at the letter Reader wanted to scoff, what were they a 1800s paramour?

They looked at Aether they did not want to be rude and read the letter while they were in a conversation. Reader thought it would be the equivalent of reading chat messages while in front of friends, which was impolite. Aether gave them a smile and a nod, and Reader felt a bit at ease.

They opened the letter.

Huh.

They were a little taken aback by how normal this letter was. Reader looked up and Paimon was looking at them rather curiously but tried to hide it by staring at her tea.

"Darling says they are a bit overwhelmed being the creator and all otherwise they are fine it seems."

"Ohh Paimon would bet it would be super stressful taking the position of the creator like that, Alhaitham was so busy as acting grand sage," she brings a hand to her head mimicking it as if it was heavy, "Paimon imagines there is a lot of paperwork."

Reader laughs, it was nice to hear Paimon light-hearted take.

"Yeah Darling mentions that."

Reader does not mention the worries of their friend(?) in the letter or their stress that is something private between them. Things change yet Darling still confides in them Reader is not sure how to feel about that as they sip their tea.

The rest of the day goes smoothly as they all converse about Paimon and the Traveller's adventures in the newest nation, soon it was time to say goodbye and Reader did it with a smile.

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.

"Come on where did I put it?"

Reader said in a frustrated tone as they barrage through the books on their shelves. They know they had the book somewhere for the class. The professor on that topic was someone who always made snide comments on the failure of students and whatnot and Reader did not want to have to deal with that.

"I hope I did not come at the wrong time?"

"Lord Kusanali! I did not see you there, sorry for the mess."

It felt like deja vu when the Reader said that, remembering the time the Traveler came to visit them.

Nahida smiled and shook her head. From the open door they could see Wanderer standing outside. He looked a bit grumpy then again he usually always looked grumpy, a shame for someone with such a beautiful face.

"Please call me Nahida Reader I like to think we know each other well enough now."

Reader gave Nahida a sheepish smile and wrung their hands together it was a nervous tic.

"Sorry everyone calls you that or well Dendro Archon I did not want to disrespect you I sort of owe you a lot"

"No it is we who owe you a debt -," She looked rather sad, and seeing Reader's expression she changed topic rather quickly, "I came to talk about your recent activities I am very happy to see you being more active and joining classes."

"Ohh, Thank you," Reader paused a bit before answering, "I used to be a student. . . before I came here so it's nice having something familiar."

Nahida looked at Reader with a beam and they continued to talk about the classes Reader took and whatever they taught about officially joining a darshan. As Reader turned around briefly they missed the glossy and contemplative look the Archon gave them.

They finally found their book and with the Archon (and Wanderer) in tow headed towards the Akademiya. Turns out they did not need to find the book the moment the professor saw the tiny Archon he went pale faced and Reader had to hide a smile. Wanderer was not so subtle as he loudly snickered.

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It's been so long I hope you are doing okay I do miss you. . .

Reader folded the letter and looked out the window. The night skies here were clear no city lights and pollution that distorted the view. The stars shined without care, Reader felt a sudden chill and headed towards bed covering themselves in the blankets. They still looked out towards the sky.

"Miss. . . I guess I do miss you."

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.

After everything was said and done Reader laid in the bed alone in the infirmary. There was a nurse and a doctor and whenever they came Reader would shake like a flame about to be put out easily by a gust of wind. They could not handle human interaction anymore. Once Darling came they were alone. Darling had cried and Reader had cried before an acolyte Came over and Reader looked at Darling horrified.

Why was Darling with those psychopaths did they not know what they were capable of? They might hurt Darling she needed to get away-

Reader must have gone into hysterics because soon the nurse came and injected them with something.

It was later told to them by the Dendro Archon herself in person that Darling was the creator. The cause of the hunt was because of Darling their childhood best friend.

Reader hugged themself.

Reader asked if they could speak to Darling but the Dendro Archon said the acolytes would have to follow them, they did not trust Reader in this condition.

As if they were not the psychopath who tried to kill an innocent person Reader thought.

Reader did not want to meet Darling if it meant having to meet the acolytes.

Reader was so so tired and just wanted to sleep.

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Sumeru's climate was rather weird to Reader who never lived in a tropical climate before. It seemed to rain and while hot at the same time. Reader who grew up in the north much like Snezhnaya's climate was confused as it only rained in the cold autumns rarely do you get rain in summer but they adapted quickly.

Yet something felt off this particular day, they tried to distract themselves by doing dishes. Outside the rain was still going on but Reader noticed how eerily quiet there was no rustling of the winds or a single bird finding shelter in the trees. They quickly wiped their hands and strode towards their desk.

Reading was always a good distraction nothing beat reading while it rained, they remembered how they would sometimes turn on a raining asmr video as they read fanfics. The silly memory brought a smile to their face. But just as they saw down they heard a loud knock. Reader jumped up from their seat.

Their chest felt heavy. Unless it was Nahida, the Traveller or the Wanderer who in the early days delivered groceries to them, no one came to visit them they doubted it was a robber why bother knocking then? Maybe it was someone lost or seeking shelter from the rain both options sucked they did not want to entertain people yet, they wrung their hands together. When someone was in need they could not look away anymore.

They ran towards one of the dressers and bought a spare towel and scurried for the entrance door. With hurried and clumsy motions they opened the door and there-

Was Darling.

Darling looked. . . distraught, they were a mess from the last time they saw each other. Gone was the intricately styled hair and neat robes instead their hair was a mess and their clothes wrinkled. Even their face looked pale and it looked like Darling had not slept in days. Most notable was the lack of acolyte trailing after them, Reader almost expected to hear Zhongli's "I will have order!" followed by a meteorite striking Reader down and their cabin.

"You- Wait are you alright what is going on? Why are you alone? Did something happen?"

Darling still looked distraught and everything seemed really wrong, perhaps they should have been calmer when they asked their questions they did not need two people who were on the verge of panic.

"R-reader I-I," they paused before breathing in, "I bleed red," they said as if that single revelation could destroy them.

"Huh?" Reader replied dumbfounded

#genshin impact #sagau #genshin sagau #self aware au #self aware genshin #cult au #yandere #imposter au #sort of not really an imposter au #mentions of trauma #aether #traveler #paimon #nahida #wanderer #i wrote this before sleep #i have no idea what came over me i just wrote and before i knew it i had like 3 chapters already. . . #Reader is alone and hurt #Reader feels betrayed by darling #Darling doesn't really know what the fuck is going on they just followed along with the acolytes #i don't think Darling is a bad person they should have asked more #wanderer is not really active in this chapter sorry #sorry for my english i wish i had a beta ToT

[hubristicassholefight]

Swordswoman showdown FINALS

Hornet (Hollow Knight) vs Xena (Xena: Warrior Princess)

(Better here in a "preferred character" sense, not "who would win in a fight")

Propaganda below cut

Hornet

Technically its not a sword but she wields a needle in a setting where swords do not exist and she wields it in an exceedingly swordlike fashion so. She counts; Girlboss demigoddess spider lady. She's been protecting an entire kingdom for longer than many of the other characters have been alive. She systematically kills her siblings for being too weak. She's simply the best.

#im pretty sure hornet can beat like. anyone in a fight.#have you ever fought hornet#its so fucking hard getting past her every time i play hk i go literally insane.

#i remember getting stuck on the first hornet fight on mt first play through and bring likr#''omg the boss fights in this are so hard!!!''#like what. you're not even half way through what are you talking about#you can't even DASH honey. you don't know what's diffcult or not in this game.

So, SPOILERS

but I feel like the "she systematically kills her siblings" part needs a little clarification. See, one of her siblings was used as a living prison for an angry god and that uh. Didn't work out for the sibling in question or anyone else.

This account is itself heavily abbreviated but it's likely that any other sibling Hornet encounters will be trying to take over as the god's new prison. She appears to challenge any sibling she sees to battle, in order to test their resolve against herself and her needle - would they actually have a chance against that god?

We never actually see her kill any siblings, but she does quite pointedly tell one of them that (to paraphrase) "My needle is lethal and I would feel no sadness in a weakling's demise."

Feels like a relevant quote. In any case, if they can't beat Hornet, it seems like her needle would be a far more merciful end than what the god would grant.

Anyway, a bit of additional material for @swordswomanshowdown :

As is the case for any cool swordswoman, it's not just her sword that's lethal, it's her with it. And Hornet's needle was custom made for her - the creators have said that, while other needles exist, hers was made specifically for her to wield, and its construction allows her to use her spider silk better in combat.

And another thing that I think makes her a good swordswoman: she's actually pretty thoughtful about how she uses it. There's a least one instance where she tries to warn someone off before fighting them! At the same time, when she does fight, she seems to enjoy it - during her boss battles, you can hear her laugh sometimes, as if exhiliarated. She's really got it all, as a swordswoman!!!

#HORNET SWEEP CMON PLEEEEEEASE#shes gay. shes the only sibling with a gender. shes a spider named HORNET. look like croissant. whats not to like

Xena

Warrior Princess

She wields a sword and chakram. Just had to submit a biconic swordswoman.

i love her. she made me gay as a kid. Anyway, her weapon of choice is her sword, she is obviously very good with it

#unfortunately i have to choose and i have to choose xena#a) utena had no warcry. b) xena fought gods. c) xena has kickass goofy comic book combat which is my favorite

xena didn’t just fight gods. she fucked up a girl’s life so bad that she (calisto) devoted her entire being to destroying everything that xena loved that ended up with calisto becoming a god in order to destroy xena, which didnt work because xena entombed her in lava. and then when xena and gabrielle encountered calisto in the (christian) afterlife (different from the greek one which they also fought her in), calisto dragged gabrielle to hell so xena became an archangel in order to save gabrielle and then sacrificed herself in order to undo all the harm that she did in calisto’s life and then when not!jesus (played by timothy omundson) revives xena and gabrielle, calisto impregnates xena with the reincarnation of calisto’s soul in order to end the cycle of hate. xena doesnt just fight gods. she creates and destroys them

#this isnt even mentioning her fighting julius ceasar several times#telling brutus that caesar is not his friend#xena and gabrielle’s souls reincarnating across centuries in order to kick ass and fall in love all over again#or the time xena became a god but tbh that ep is kinda ‘uhhhhh…..’ even if they did hire a consultant for it

#I think everyone here knows to vote for Xena. I think a couple people here might have some propaganda for Xena saved already#everyone remember that Xena/Gabrielle is CANON and that's a pretty big deal also#(does anyone have that Xena Loves Trans People interview around because that would also make good propaganda)

I love Xena ❤️ 😍 💖 ❣️

#hornet #hollow knight #xena #xena: warrior princess #swordswoman showdown #poll #official #round 6 #finals

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I thought we were ghost hunting? - EXPLICIT

Summary: You are a content creator and are also a huge fan of Sam and Colby. You finally got that DM to collab with your favourite duo. Colby had been your 'celebrity crush' for a long time now. But little did you know, he was also a huge fan of you...

WARNINGS: SMUT 18+, FILTH, unprotected sex, oral, fingering, biting, kind of public sex (at haunted location)

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"I swear you better not be weird!" You said to your best friend as you began driving to the Winchester Mystery House for your collab with Sam and Colby.

Y/b/f/n looked at you with her mouth wide open, trying her best to fight a smile, "what? Why would I be weird?" She said with a smirk.

You quickly glanced at her before rolling your eyes looking back to the road, "dude... I swear to god-"

"Now why on earth, would I... your best friend, do anything weird or embarrassing to you, in front of the guy who is at the top of your 'would sit on his face' list?" She chuckled to herself as your heart pounded, as deep down, you truly didn't know if she would or not.

You stayed quiet for a moment before she spoke again, "y/n, chill. I swear on my life I would never do that. I will only say something, if you..." she pointed at you as she spoke seriously, "don't!"

You rolled your eyes as you let out a sigh, "no girl... it's Colby fucking Brock." You couldn't help but let out a laugh, "every single woman wants a piece of him, I am not going to embarrass myself, I've got more respect for myself than that," you giggle.

You looked over at y/b/f/n as she looked annoyed as she spoke, "well clearly not enough respect!" You frowned at her, "y/n, you are hot! And if Colby fucking Brock doesn't see that, then he's a fool!"

You smiled at her as you shook your head, "you have to say that! You're my best friend!"

"No, I'm your best friend so I would tell you if I truly thought you'd embarrass yourself. Rizz yourself up girl!" She laughed as you rolled your eyes again chuckling as you knew full well you definitely would not be trying anything on with him.

<<<Meanwhile>>>

Sam glanced at Colby as he fixed his hair for the 10th time in the passenger seat mirror. "Dude... your hair looks fine!" He laughed as Colby continued to move the pieces of dark hair around his face.

"Are you sure?" Colby asked not taking his eyes off himself.

Sam looked at him again even more confused, "dude, yes." Sam watched as Colby continued to fumble with his appearance, and it was almost as though he looked nervous. "What is going on with you?" Sam asked bluntly.

Colby shut the mirror as he cleared his throat, "nothing... I just wanna look good." He said, he looking at Sam.

Sam quickly realised what was going on as he recalled how many times over the last year Colby has talked about y/n and what your latest videos were. "Ohh... I see what's going on here." Sam smirked as Colby snapped his attention to him looking confused.

"What?" Colby responded very quickly.

"It's because of y/n, isn't it?" Sam couldn't help but smile as he spoke.

Colby started huffing and shaking his head trying to come up with something, "dude- no. I always want to look good."

"But this time it's different and you know it," Sam chuckled as it was very rare Colby would be so nervous to meet anyone, or crumble this much over a girl. Colby didn't say anything as he reopened the mirror one last time and Sam let you a much harder laugh, "dude, just talk to her! Ask her out!"

Colby shook his head, "no dude, I heard that she and Zach may be dating." Colby said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Oh... as in Zach justice?" Sam said as he tried to think.

"Uh huh..." Colby nodded.

"Oh..." Sam continued to ponder his thoughts as Colby gazed out the window. "You know... could just be a rumour..." Sam said smiling again.

Colby rolled his eyes believing that y/n was off limits.

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As you pulled up the Winchester Mystery House you could feel your body become overrun with chills, your heart pounding harder than ever before. You couldn't really tell if it was because of the house or because of the fact you were about to meet Colby for the first time.

"There they are, pull up over there!" Y/b/f/n said as you looked forward and seen Sam organising things in the trunk of his car. He slowly turned around to see you guys pulling up as he lifted up his hand waving with a smile spread across his face.

You pulled up next to Sam's car, as you turned the ignition off you took a deep breath. Y/b/f/n wasted no time, jumping out of the car excitedly running around to your side of the car to hug Sam. You grabbed your phone and held your keys tightly before taking another deep inhale of oxygen, gripping the handle and stepping out of the car.

"Y/n, hey!" Sam said as he walked to you, embracing you instantly.

"Heyy!" You smiled widely, as you hugged one of your idols. "I can't believe you invited us here." You laughed as Sam pulled away.

"Wait why?" Sam asked looking at her confused.

You thought for a moment, trying to think of what to say that doesn't make you sound like a psycho fan, "I've just been a fan for so long, it's crazy!" You decided an overbearing of confidence and making inappropriate jokes whilst you're nervous is the best option. As always. "You know, that you'd want us in a video... for the comedic relief right?" You chuckled awkwardly, 'why the hell would you say that? You sound so awkward you idiot' you thought to yourself.

Sam smiled wider as he started to laugh, "and I guess we picked the right ones!"

"I am so sorry," you said feeling embarrassed which you promised yourself you wouldn't do. "I promise I'll try not to make too bad of jokes whilst we're filming..." you look down at the floor nervously.

"Oh no please do!" Sam laughed as your eyes shot up at him confused, "that's why we love you and your channel!" You froze for a moment, 'did Sam Golbach really just say he loved my channel? And me?' You thought to yourself. But him saying that actually gave you the slight real confidence boost you needed.

"Well then, I promise to tell all the shitty and highly inappropriate jokes the entire night... between me crying and hiding in a corner of course" you smirked at Sam.

Sam nodded his head, very excited for the night ahead, "that's what I'm talking about it!" He laughed. Suddenly in the distance you hear Colby talking with the tour guide and your heart skipped a beat to the sound of his voice. "Yo Colby!" Sam shouted, catching you off guard as you turned your head to the floor nervously, "come here! They've arrived!"

The next few moments of your life felt like a slow motion scene in a movie, you could feel your heart beat as you looked down at the floor. You prayed that this went well, and that you didn't embarrass yourself or do something stupid.

As Colby moved around the car, his heart too was beating out of his chest, he'd wanted to meet you for so long. But he couldn't help but feel a slight hint of jealousy, that if the rumours were true and you were dating Zach, he was mad he didn't get to meet you first. Colbys eyes locked on y/b/f/n as you were still hidden by Sam, "yo what's up!" He said to her.

Y/b/f/n replied, "sup Colby," just as he took another two steps forward.

His eyes wandered across, your eyes looked up until... boom. There he was. In the flesh. 'Holy fuck, he's even hotter in person' you thought to yourself as you swallowed hard. Colby could feel his palms become sweaty as his eyes stayed tightly connected to yours, he couldn't help but smile, the most cute and almost nervous smile.

"Hi." He said softly.

"Hi." You said back, trying so hard not to make it obvious that your whole body was shaking and your heart was racing.

Colby had a mini battle with himself in his head, 'hi? Seriously? You couldn't have say anything better than fucking hi?' But when you said it and smiled back at him, that face of yours completely took over her entire thoughts.

You both froze, still staring not realising just how long for. Sam looked at y/b/f/n as they both looked between you two, feeling like they were stuck in the middle of something here. Sam smirked as your best friend also did the same. "Well, I think we should get this show on the road!"

The sound of his voice completely pulled you out of your trance as you quickly realised you were staring, and now Colby Brock was going to think you were weird... you got to fix this, and fast. "I mean... we could just stand here staring at each other for a bit longer?" You said to Sam as you glanced at Colby with a smirk. Colby shook his head as an uncontrollable smile appeared on his face, "it's either that... or demons?" Everyone laughed as Colby lifted his head to look at you once again.

"Hey, I'd much rather look at you than talk to any ghosts." Colby's heart raced as he took his shot at an attempt of flirting. He's never felt so off his game before, 'why did this girl have so much of an effect on him', he thought.

"Well then, good job I'm right here Brock, I can distract you all you want!" As the words left your mouth you felt your stomach drop. 'Oh my god. Did I really just say that? Was Colby just trying to flirt with me then?' You felt your body relax slightly, as this was the icebreaker you needed, even it was just banter, you believed.

"Well alright then, I feel like I'm in of a good night already," Colby said as he smiled at you.

Your mind raced as you couldn't comprehend what was happening, you wanted to believe so badly that he might actually be interested in you, but you and your insecure mind just wouldn't allow it. "Right then Sam, get that camera out, cause I have been waiting years to see this intro live and in person!" You giggled as Sam and Colby laughed.

"Seriously? Years?" Colby said with a smirk, deep down he actually couldn't believe that you were a fan of theirs.

"Oh yeah! Actually can I please do it?" You said, joking at first but lowkey would be totally down to do it.

Sam looked at Colby as he just started recording, Colby held up his hands as his cheeks grew red, "if you do a better job than me, Sam you can't replace me with y/n..." he chuckled as Sam made no promises.

"Get over here!" Sam laughed as you handed your phone and keys to y/b/f/n. You quickly headed next to him as Colby stood back, giving you room.

"Sorry Brock, I think your job is mine now," you smirked at him.

Colby tucked his bottom lip between his lips as he looked at you, still in amazement that you so beautiful to him, "if it means I get to see you all the time, then the jobs yours."

You felt your cheeks flush as Sam looked at you both, trying to mask his smile. "You ready?" He said to you as he held up his hand, the lens pointing at you both.

You nodded, "oh Sam, I was born ready!" You said as everyone laughed.

"Perfect!" Sam chuckled as he counted you in, "3, 2, 1..."

"What's up guys it's Sam and y/n!" You said mimicking Colby almost perfectly. He watched in amazement at your confidence and your playful personality. He thought to himself, he was right. You were everything he had dreamed of you being in real life, and he felt this warmth inside of him become more intense with each second you spent near him. Each smile you gave him sending him spiralling.

"Woahhhh!" Sam shouted, "dude! You have been replaced!" Sam laughed as Colby jumped into frame.

"Yoooo, that is fair enough, you smashed it!" Colby laughed as he held up his hand and you connected your palms in a strong high five, as both of your hands tingled from the connection.

"Hey you can't leave me on our channel alone!" Y/b/f/n shouted as she also jumped behind you all.

You laughed as you hugged her and looked back at Colby, "you know what Brock, even though I do you better than you do you, my heart belongs to another..." you said.

"Ouch" Colby joked as he held his hand on his heart, but as you said that his mind instantly went to the possibility that you and Zach are dating, and he kinda felt his heart actually twinge.

"Another channel I mean of course!" You smirk as him as he beamed at you once again, 'where has this confidence come from?' You thought to yourself. "But I think you should show us all how it's done..." you said, as you tucked your bottom lip between your teeth.

Colby nodded confidently as he prepared himself, he and Sam stood side by side as Colby left a gap revealing you and y/b/f/n in between the two of them. He took a deep breath, "what's up guys it's Sam and Colby!" He blurted out as you and your best friend cheered him on.

"And today, we are joined with y/n and y/b/f/n, at... the Winchester Mystery House..." Sam said speaking with dramatic effect in his voice.

"Ooooo" the rest of you giggled.

"Are you guys ready?" Colby said turning to face you both.

Y/b/f/n looked at you as she smiled but you could see the nervousness in her eyes, "I mean... who's ever ready for demons?" She said with a chuckle.

"If the demon is a toxic bad boy and possibly looks like Jensen Ackles... then I am so fucking ready!" You say, joking but lowkey serious as y/b/f/n laughed, knowing you probably were being serious.

"Jensen Ackles... nice choice!" Colby said laughed. You nodded at him slowly as you pulled a face at the camera.

Suddenly you gasped, "Or Rudy Pankow!" You said as everyone started laughing again.

"Well, I think y/n is after a ghost boyfriend..." Sam said with a chuckle, "let's go play match maker!"

You nodded at the camera as Colby turned and looked into your eyes as you felt yourself melt once again in his gaze. 'Well, I'd rather a living, emo, hot AF boyfriend...' you thought to yourself, as the video began.

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It has been roughly 3 hours since you started filming. The content you guys were creating as a team was both hilarious and super spooky. The evidence captured made your beliefs change with every beep and every knock. But most importantly, the banter between you and Colby as making you feel things throughout your entire body. Realistically, Colby was trying his hardest to show you how interested in you he was, how nervous you made him and how badly he wanted you. But your mind refused to acknowledge the fact that, that was even a possibility.

"I think we should take a quick food and drink break," Sam said, as he shut off the camera and Colby grabbed the music box, switching it off.

You and y/b/f/n both nodded slowly as you tried to comprehend everything that had just happened.

"Are you guys okay?" Colby asked but he couldn't help chuckling.

"I will be... once I've had an exorcism!" You say laughing, "and some nicotine... I gotta go vape!" You seriously as you headed out of the room to follow Sam outside.

You sat down alone on some steps, eating some snacks that the boys brought for you, puffing in your vape after each bite. As Sam and y/b/f/n sat in the trunk of the car chatting about all things ghosts.

You looked up to see Colby heading toward you with two cans of pop in his hands. After the night you guys have had, you felt a lot more comfortable in their presence now. Which to you felt amazing considering you wanted to know who they truly were and not just who you saw on your screen for the longest time. And they did not disappoint. As cliche as it sounds it was almost as though you guys were all meant to be friends. The further into the night you travelled, the more it felt like you'd all been friends for years. It felt like you all were so vulnerable around each other and it felt so natural to be so open.

"Here you go," Colby said with a smile as he held out your drink. You looked up taking the drink from his hand as you blew out your vape with a smile in return.

"Thank you very much," you said, you were starting to get tired and your experiences tonight so far had your head spinning in circles.

Colby looked at you, as he could tell that there was a million thoughts running behind your eyes. "You okay?" He asked softly.

You turned to look at him again as he sat down beside you on the steps, "yeah! This night has been... honestly one of the best experiences of my life." You said with a genuine smile.

Colby beamed back at you, he genuinely cared if you were okay or not, and if you were happy with how the video was going. You both sat in silence after a small talk chit chat, until Colby cleared his throat, looking out straight ahead at the grounds, "hey... can I- uh- ask you something?" He still didn't turn to look at you as you could see the nervousness on his voice and how his hand fiddled with the bracelet on his opposite wrist.

"Yeah of course," you said giving him your full attention.

Colby took a deep breath, "this may be a little too personal or what, and feel free to just tell me to fu-"

You cut him off laughing, "Brock just ask the damn question!"

Colby hung his head laughing for a moment before finally looking up and turning to face you, "are you... and Zach, uh-"

"Are Zach and I dating?" You said with a giggle, knowing the rumours and edits that have spread across TikTok since you were on Dropouts a few months ago.

Colby nodded reluctantly it seemed like he felt embarrassed for asking.

"No... we're really not," you said as you laughed again. "TikTok man... it even makes me believe things about my life sometimes!" You laughed thinking of all the rumours, especially about your love life, that had spread over the years.

Colby nodded slowly as a smirk slowly started appearing on his face. You looked at him confused as you could feel your body start to heat up, the way he was looking at you made your stomach flip but your core ache. "What?" You said with a slight giggle. Your heart began to race as by the look on his face you weren't quite sure where he was going with his.

Colby looked at you deep in your eyes as he continued to smile, "I was really nervous to meet you today..." he said honestly as he chuckled hanging his head back down to the floor.

Your defence mechanism kicked in as your mouth ran away with your tongue, afraid you'd say something to mess this up, "you were?" You said softly, "why? Scared I was going to steal your job?" You said with a smirk.

Colby just loved how in every situation you always managed to make him laugh, that's why he loved your videos so much. He loved to watch how you nervously joke your way out of any situation, how you refused to let your friends feel down and would everything in your power to cheer them up, but mostly, how your heart was everyone else, saving you for last. He always watched you on his screen, putting every single person, 10 steps in front of you, and he wished he could be the one to put your heart first. So that you could continue to be this gorgeous, bad bitch, kind sweetheart that you were known for. He took a deep breath before speaking, "honestly, this video has been the most enjoyable I've ever filmed so far." He glanced at you nodding.

"Well of course it is!" You laugh jokingly, "it's because I'm here, Sam just knew I'd be a better co host for the Sam and Colby channel..." you made it as obvious as possible that what you said was a joke as Colby thankfully laughed shaking his head.

"You're so humble" Colby joked sarcastically as you let out a giggle. "But You're right, I think Sam has taken a liking to you, looks like I'm on the outs," Colby joked as he chuckled. He leaned back smirking at you.

You dramatically sighed as you leaned back too, "well unfortunately for Sam, I'm not into blondes..." you joked back, trying to hold in a laugh.

Colby watched how the moonlight was perfectly giving your skin a shimmery glaze. He tucked his bottom lip between his teeth, as this was all fun and games so far, but as the night went on he wanted nothing more than to hold you, kiss you and have all of you to himself. "Oh really?" He leaned over towards you slightly, as he looked at your face, your eyes bouncing from one star to the other. "Then what are you into?"

He watched as you fumbled through your thoughts trying to decide whether you should be honest and risk it all, or make another joke to help you escape hope building conversation. You decided that you'd rather the former, "I'm more into..." you turned your head to face him as his face was so close to yours you could almost feel his breath. You watched as his eyes darted across all your features. "Dark haired, emo boys who hunt ghosts for a living." You tucked your lip between your teeth as your anxiety began to flood your entire body, did you really just say that? You began spiralling thinking Colby was about to awkwardly let you down gently, you didn't take in all the signs he'd been sending you all night, all because your brain just refused to acknowledge the fact that Colby absolutely could be into you.

"Well that's good." Colby said as his eyes looked from your eyes to your lips, catching you off guard.

'Wait... what the fuck did he just say?' You thought to yourself.

"Because..." Colby began to lean in closer to you, slowly as he spoke, "I'm into, humble girls who make jokes when they're uncomfortable and collab with ghost hunters for a living..."

As he was just inches from your face, at first you felt terrified but finally, now that he said it, there's no way you could talk yourself out of knowing that Colby does in fact like you like that. You looked at his lips as suddenly, all of your nervousness and anxiety melted away. You needed his lips on yours and you felt as though, no matter what you say right now, he isn't going to turn away. So... your sassiness finally broke through, "oh really?" You say biting your lip gently, "do you really think you could handle me, Brock?"

Colby was completely taken aback as those words left those beautiful lips of yours. He felt his stomach flip as his breath became hitched. You watched as his chest began to rise and fall much faster as you inched closer. You kind of like how much of an effect you had on this man, the man you believed would never look at you in that way. A smirk began to grown on both of your faces simultaneously as Colby finally spoke out in a whisper, "fuck yeah."

You smiled wide and leaned in, you were just about to close gap between you, when suddenly, "yo guys," Sam shouted as you both froze and snapped your attention towards the car. You both exhaled sharply as Sam appeared from around the car, "you ready to film the final investigation?" As y/b/f/n and Sam got closer, you and Colby both began to laugh as you tried to catch your breath. You had never felt so mad at your best friend before but you knew the didn't mean it.

"Yeah..." Colby said reluctantly as in reality his entire body needed to finish what you guys just started, he would love to just fuck the entire video off and take you back to the hotel and give you both the night of your lives. "We're ready." He said as he looked over at you watching as you messed with your hair and how tightly your bottom lip was tucked inside those teeth. He smirked, watching as you try to cool yourself down.

"Great!" Sam said, trying to ignore the fact he definitely just interrupted something here. "So what's the plan... we splitting up?"

Just then, Colby had a bright idea, "yeah, I think we should split into two groups. Y/n and I will go to one end of the house and you two can go to the other and we'll see who can get to the witches room in the attic." Colby gave Sam a look, and it wasn't long before Sam realised what he was trying to do.

Sam smirked subtly as he spoke, "sounds good to me!" He handed Colby a camera. "You guys start in the west and we'll go to the east. And take the Alice box." He said as he handed Colby a piece of ghost equipment.

You couldn't really take in what they were saying... all you could think about was that moment that almost was everything you'd dreamed about for the longest time. And how the feeling of needing him, just wouldn't go away, your body aching for that kiss and desperate to feel more.

"Y/n?" Sam said, snapping your attention back to the world.

"Yeah?" You said, clearly showing your mind was elsewhere during that conversation. Colby couldn't help but let out a small chuckle, knowing he probably thad you imagining the things you wanted him to do to you. And he wanted to do everything that you wanted... and so much more.

"You ready?" Y/b/f/n chuckled as she saw the look on your face. She knew that face anywhere.

You quickly jumped up trying to shake the feeling, "absolutely!" You paused for a moment thinking, as everyone watched you trying not to laugh, "wait... what are we doing again?" Everyone laughed at your obliviousness.

"You and I are going this way and we're going to meet them two in the witches attic," Colby said as he grabbed ahold of your arm pulling you in the direction. You turned to y/b/f/n as she gave you a look indicating she knew something was going to happen between us.

Sam quickly shouted as you walked away, "uh... don't get lost or distracted guys! This place is scary enough!" Colby quickly turned back to look at Sam.

"We won't!" He shouted as he winked. Sam chuckled as he rolled his eyes sighing.

"Come on," he said to y/b/f/n, "we better get this done!" Sam laughed as he and y/b/f/n walked back inside the house.

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"So..." Colby said, as he held up the camera that was shooting in night vision. You walked slowly beside him in the pitch black home. Weirdly, your mind wasn't worrying about the fact you were supposedly surrounded by hundreds of spirits, it was more thinking about Colby. How badly you wanted him and that moment you almost had outside. How badly you wanted to have his hands feel every inch of your body. You thought about how you wanted to climb on top of him and show him, exactly what you're capable of. You felt yourself in a daydream, imagining the feeling of his lips on your, on your neck... on your chest... on your-

"Y/n?" Colbys voice caught your attention instantly as you quickly turned your head towards him,

"Yeah?" You felt that awkwardness return as if he could have seen what you were imagining, even though that's impossible.

Colby couldn't help but smirk at you as he could see you trying to hide your feelings, "you uh..." he bit his lip glancing at you through the tiniest amount of light coming from the camera screen. "You zoned out a little there," he said teasingly.

You chuckled as you tried to play it off as cool as possible, "I was just taking myself off to a better place other than this haunted ass house."

Colby shook his head as he laughed, suddenly there was a noise, "shh." He spoke quickly as he held an arm across you to stop you from going forward. You reached up and grabbed his arm as for a moment there was a little bit of fear and adrenaline began to run through your body. After a moment of waiting there were no more noises, Colby looked at you and giggled as he noticed the grip you had on his arm. "So tell me..." he continued walking as you quickly let go. "Where was this better place?"

You rolled your eyes fighting a smirk as you knew exactly what he was doing. He had an idea of what you were thinking about, because he was thinking about it too. "If I told you Brock, then there would be no mystery would there," you smirked as you continued, "and we are in the Winchester mystery house after all..."

Colby suddenly stepped in front of you, stopping you in your tracks as he looked down at you, "so, it didn't have anything to do with me..." he stepped closer walking you backwards slightly, "and you?" Your breath suddenly got stuck in your throat as you swallowed hard, your body beginning to quiver as his voice had changed to a seductive tone. You tried to speak but it was like your words were failing you, all you could think about was how close he was getting and how badly you needed him, and needed him now. You suddenly hit a wall behind you as Colby stopped, inches from your body, he lifted up one arm and place it against the wall near your head as he leaned in closer and whispered, "do you want to know what I was thinking about?" You could hear his voice shaking.

"Enlighten me," you whispered back as you bit your lip trying to keep yourself as contained as possible.

Colby lifted up his other arm that was holding the camera and he stopped the recording before putting it down on a cupboard. Your heart began racing as his eyes quickly connected back with your gaze, your body filled with anticipation and your adrenaline was peaking higher than ever before. "I was imagining, exactly what it would feel like, to kiss you..." he said leaning closer, you wanted to move, but you were frozen as he continued, "to touch you..." he began to trace his fingers along your arm, from your wrist to your elbow, up and down, your whole body electrifying with goosebumps, "to fuck you..." he leaned in as he whispered his lips just inches from yours, you could feel his breath against your mouth, your body dying to close the gap.

"Funny you say that..." you finally managed to whisper back seductively, "because I was thinking about how I would you to my hotel room..." you felt Colby take a deep breath as his body responded to your words with such desperation, "and I'd find out..." you looked into his eyes as they turned black, you could see exactly what you were doing to him, how close you were to practically making him beg. You lifted your arms to his waist grabbing ahold of his t-shirt on either side and pulled his body closer to yours. You quickly felt his hard bulge press against your body causing your heat to twitch. You whispered as he breathed deeply, "exactly, how you tasted..." you licked your bottom lip before tucking it between your teeth.

"Fuck..." Colby breathed out, he'd never had a woman have the must of an affect on him in his life. "I think we might just have to find out for real sooner, rather than later," he spoke as he lifted his arm up and cupped your cheek gently, his touch making you quiver. His nose touched yours as his lips grazed you teasingly.

"I thought we were ghost hunting?" You whispered out as a smirk began to appear on both of your faces.

There a moment, a small pause until. "Fuck it." Colby said as he smashed his lips onto yours. It was instantly deep and passionate. His lips on yours felt like perfection, it strangely didn't feel like a first kiss, it felt as though his was your 1 millionth. It was natural like it was almost meant to be like this. Colby's hands began moving up and down your body as you pushed your bodies closer. Your arms wrapping around his neck as your hands ran through his hair. You tugged slightly earning a low groan escaping Colby's lips into your mouth. The vibrations making you ache even more.

"Sam is gonna kill us," you whispered out breathlessly, careful not to break the kiss. Colby chuckled as you both refused to come up for air.

Suddenly he pulled back and looked around, both of your eyes now adjusting to the darkness. To your absolute luck, it seems he pushed you against the wall right next to a closet. "Fuck Sam." Colby smirked.

"I'd rather fuck you. Right now." You said extremely confidently, all of your nervousness and anxiety was far gone by this point.

"Fuck please do," Colby gasped as he looked down at you. He quickly grabbed your hands pulling you with him, "come on, there won't be any cameras in here." You both laughed as he tugged you into the tiny room filled with cleaning supplies. He closed the door behind you before pushing you back up against it. His lips instantly reconnecting with yours as he grabbed your hands, hoisting them over your head against the door. The kiss was like something you'd never experienced before, you could feel your body starting to beg for more. His hands found their way down your body and then up under your shirt as he felt your waist, pulling you closer to him. His lips left yours as his kissed down your jaw and onto your neck, sucking and biting in the most amazing places, sending your hormones into overdrive.

"Fuck Colby." You whispered out as you tried to hold in a moan. The sound of you moaning his name caused Colby to snap his head back to face you, as you could see the hunger in his eyes and he scrambled to undo your jeans. He pulled them down to your knees before reconnecting your lips again. He suddenly cupped his hand on your sex as you gasped, "fuck."

"Fuck baby, you're soaked for me already," Colby smirked as he began to move his hand along you over your underwear.

You couldn't fight it anymore, you needed him to touch you, you needed to feel him, "Colby... please..." you reluctantly begged.

Colby was taken back by your eagerness for him, "please what, baby?" He teased.

"Please just touch me already!" You shouted a little louder.

"Shhh baby," Colby whispered directly into your ear as you began to grind against his hand, "we don't wanna get caught so you have to promise me, if I do this, you'll be quiet."

"I will! I promise!" You said quickly, your breath restricting your ability to speak properly.

"That's my girl." Colby's voice was dominant and it made your heat pulsate, as he suddenly moved your underwear to one side, wasting no time and rubbing your clit instantly.

"Shit!" You moaned out as you pushed your mouth against Colby's shoulder to muffle your sounds. Colby kissed your neck intensely as he suddenly lifted down with his other hand and hoisted your leg up to rest of his hip, giving himself more access. Once he had more room, he quickly stuck two fingers up into your core as you moaned into his shoulder, biting him slightly to try and hide those sweet sounds of pleasure.

Colby groaned into your neck as your teeth sunk into him slightly. "Oh fuck..." he breathed out onto your neck.

He began thrusting his fingers, in and out picking up his pace quickly, curling them up and hitting your g-stop every time. You felt that familiar build up in your stomach as your climax was quickly approaching. "Don't stop." You gasped as he quickened his speed, pushing his fingers even deeper.

Colby could feel your walls clench around his fingers as he became excited to finally be inside you. "That's it baby, cum for me..."

That was all you needed to hear as your body exploded into ecstasy, your body overrun with pleasure. "Fuck!" You moaned loudly muffled by Colby's shoulder, as your teeth bite slightly harder.

Colby slowly pulled out his fingers slowly as he moved to look at you as you caught your breath, you watched as he placed his fingers between his lips and sucked them clean before he spoke, "fuck baby, I didn't think I could enjoy someone biting me so much in life." He quickly leaned in reconnecting your lips as the kiss once again was hot and passionate. You needed more, you needed him to feel as good as you did right now. You fumbled with his belt and you managed to get it undone, your lips pressed together as his tongue covered in your taste, explored your mouth. He pulled away just for second as he pulled down his leather pants, allowing them to fall to the floor as he moved his hands to grip the back of your knees. "Jump." He demanded, his voice lustful and seductive in every way.

You quickly jumped up wrapping your legs around his waist, doing as he told without question. You felt his hard cock already teasing your entrance as you whimpered for more. Colby grabbed his dick rubbing his tip along your soaked core as you let out moans and gasps. He held you up with ease as he slowly began to enter you, both of you moaning simultaneously. "Fuck... you're so tight." He groaned deeply sending shivers down your spine.

He quickly began to pull himself out and pushed himself back in deeper as you called out. He quickly connected your lips to swallow your moans. As he began to thrust in and out he didn't waste no time or show no mercy. He'd been wanting this all night and you could tell just how worth jeopardising the video, it really was to him. You both moaned out as that knot in your stomach quickly returned with each of his pushes. "Fuck.. Colby I'm- I'm gonna-" you could barely get any words out as you mumbled against his lips.

"Do it baby, let it go." His voice had a hold on you that you couldn't explain. Almost as though his demands had a magical control over your body. Your second orgasm hit, feeling even better than the last, your head becoming woozy as he picked up his pace, fucking you harder and faster as you grabbed the back of his head, tugging on his hair. "Fuck y/n... I'm gonna cum." He said honestly as you could feel him begin to twitch. "Where do you want me?" He asked.

You pulled away from his lips as you looked at him in the eyes, his thrusts powerful, "I told you... I want to taste you." You stuttered between moans.

A smile grew on Colby's face as he bit his lip, you were doing something to him that he had never felt before, "fuck yeah." He said as he suddenly slipped out of you, dropping your legs as you landed on your feet.

You wasted no time and slid your back down the door until you came face to face with his now throbbing cock. Colby gripped himself as he began to stroke, looking down at your beautiful face, using his other hand to cup your cheek as his thumb ran along your bottom lip. You parted your lips as he positioned himself and you quickly took as much as you could of him into your mouth as he moaned out louder himself this time, throwing his head back in pleasure. "Fuck y/n, just like that." You bobbed your head, taking the rest of him in your hand. Suddenly he looked down at you, "fuck... I'm cummin." Suddenly his groans were deeper and raspier as he watched your mouth surround his cock. You felt him twitch inside you, as it was quickly followed by his hot cum hitting the back of your throat. "Fuckkk..." he moaned as you slowly slid your head back off him, careful not to spill a drop. Colby looked down at you absolutely mesmerised by your beauty, as you showed him his cum sitting in the back on your throat. "Oh shit," he gasped as you smirked before swallowing every last drop. Colby reached down and tucked his hand around the side of your head, gesturing for you to stand up. As you rose to your feet he instantly kissed you. Only this time it must softer as you both caught your breath. "You... are incredible." He whispered as he pressed his forehead against yours.

You couldn't but smile as your breath slowly began to settle as did your heart rate, "right back at you, Brock."

You both chuckled as he kissed you sweetly one more time. "We better actually go and find this room..." Colby said with a slightly giggle.

You both bent down and grabbed your pants as you pulled them back up. "Y/b/f/n and Sam are going to kill us." You laughed as Colby done up his belt.

When you both finished he moved closer to you once again, as he lifted both his arms moving your hair to behind your shoulders as he cupped both sides of your face with his hands, "promise me, we can do that again." Colby said with a smile as he bit his lip.

"Fuck yeah.. maybe not in a janitors closet next time?" You laughed as you glanced around. Colby chuckled before kissing you one last time.

"Come on," he took your hand as you opened the door, grabbing the camera and continuing your mission.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>

"Well well well..." Sam said as he and y/b/f/n sat on the floor in the witches attic. They both looked up at you and Colby, standing there, hand in hand. Y/b/f/n looked at you with the biggest smile, trying not to laugh. As Sam raised his eyes brows at you both, also his hardest not to laugh, "nice of you to join us..."

"I'm so sorry, we got lost-" you said as Colby squeezed your hand tighter, trying not to laugh.

Sam stood up looking at you both with squinted eyes. "Hmmm, lost my ass" he said as he looked at your hands holding tightly together.

Colby laughed finally, "yeah dude, we got lost..." you hid your face behind Colby's shoulder as you felt your cheeks burning up. "You may want me to edit this part though..." Colby said with a smirk.

Both Sam and y/b/f/n mouths dropped wide open, "I'm not even going to ask..." Sam said with a laugh.

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[sunflowerkiwis]

WAG

charles leclerc x reader - part one

summary: everyone loves childhood-best-friends-turned-sweethearts yn and charles but they notice something’s… off. also your best friend is obsessed with your boyfriend’s boyfriend :)

feedback is appreciated + requests are open!

enjoy xx

part one | part two | part three | part four

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f1wags_ y/n (and charles) around the track today!!

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[buckybarnesisdaddy]

Meet Cute

Summary: You stumble upon a pottery TikTok account and the creator is super hot. When you win his contest for a custom piece, well sparks start to fly.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Warning: Sexual innuendos, Smut (Oral, PiV), talks of fighting as kids, talks of alcohol use and being drunk. No protection sex (but it’s okay, they talk about it.) Minors DNI

Idea came from this post

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Another Friday night with nothing better to do than sit on your phone scrolling Instagram while a forgotten movie plays in the background. You really should be writing, you have a deadline coming up soon but you just can’t bring yourself to write about romance and love. You can hear Natasha saying goodbye to her date on the doorstep, and she has been for the last 20 minutes. Finally Natasha comes stumbling in, face flushed and giggling away, which is odd because Natasha never giggles. “So I take it the date went well?” You ask from your perch on the couch, covered in blankets and a bowl of popcorn cooled on the seat next to you.

“If you must know, yes!!” She gushes and runs over to sit beside you. “He is so sweet and such a gentleman-”

“What he as doing to you out there didn’t sound too ‘gentleman like.’ In fact it sounds down right scandalous.” You tease and Natasha rolls her eyes and gives you a playful shove.

“He was an absolute gentleman,” she doubles down before she blushes and admits, “well that was till I said all the right words and had him ready to eat me alive.” Natasha laughs as you pretend to retch. “Oh hush! If you ever got off this couch you’d have a line of men waiting to take you out and begging for you to talk dirty to them.” Natasha winks, you can feel the heat rise in your cheeks and you sink further down into the couch.

“I have Bridgerton, and my own fictional men that I write, I don’t need a man.” You shoot back at her slightly insulting but meant in good fun jab at your non-existent dating life. “Anyway, where did you meet this guy again?” Natasha picks up a handful of popcorn before she realizes it’s cold. She wrinkles her nose but commits anyway to eating it.

“Tiktok!” Natasha answers over a mouthful. A loud laugh escapes for you and she gives you another play shove before taking the popcorn for herself. “We talked a lot online before we met up. He’s great, in fact i have made lots of friends from TikTok! You should give it a try!” Abruptly standing up and shaking your head, you walk to the kitchen to retrieve a drink.

“No way, I know myself and I’d end up sucked Down the rabbit hole and I’d never get anything done. And for the sake of my job, I can’t have that.” Natasha sighs a unmutes the tv.

“What a waste of a good ass and ‘I'll beg for it eyes’.” Natasha teases and you can’t help but laugh again as you enter the room with your water and a drink for Natasha.

“What kind of videos did you think A) I would be watching and B) potentially making?!” Sitting down next to her giving her a hard stare. Natasha stares straight ahead, purposely not meeting your gaze as she shrugs.

“Anything you wanted, Bunny.” She looks over and winks, using the old nickname you got back in college after too many drinks and a spin on a pogo stick.

“Wow you must really be worried about my good ass and ‘beg for it’s eyes’ going to waste if you’re baiting me with that name!” You lean back and prop your feet up on the coffee table. Natasha leans her head over and eats it on yours.

“All I’m saying is the first step in dating is getting yourself out there. Why not start with a stupid video app? Connect with others from the safety of a screen, and see where it goes.” She smiles and gives your hand a squeeze before she yawns and stands again. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I need a shower,” she blushes, “My man got me pretty worked up.” She winks and dashes off. You shake your head and just laugh as you turn back to your movie. That night you toss and turn, unable to sleep. You can’t stop thinking about what Natasha said. Maybe it would be fun, it’s not the pressure of a dating app and you can give out as much information as you are willing to. What could go wrong? Knowing Natasha is still awake as you quickly send her a text.

‘Fine… make me a page but keep it generic.’ About as soon as you put your phone down it dings. You pick it up to find multiple messages from Natasha. ‘Yay! I already did! Here is the login! Have fun!! 😉’

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Bucky is setting up in his garage studio when he hears the bike rev outside and then turn off. Steve walks in and lays his helmet down on one of his work tables.

“So? How did the date go?” Bucky asks as he sets down a bucket of water next to his wheel and sets a sponge out next to the bucket. Steve leans against the table and grabs a chunk of modeling clay. He starts to knead it in his hands, treating it like a stress ball as he smiles.

“Honestly? Amazing! I mean, really Buck. She’s great!” Bucky laughs to himself and nods. “You know you’re never gonna find a women unless you actually get out there and try to date.” Steve teases and Bucky just throws a rag at him.

“Yeah yeah, hand me that clay and let me get paid, okay?!” Bucky jokes and Steve tosses him the clay. He slaps it down on the wheel and Steve laughs.

“See, that right there would have women lining up and down the street for you!” Steve turning Bucky’s harmless actions of slapping his clay into sexual jokes and Bucky returning the favor is something Bucky hopes they never outgrown.

“Yeah, and the boys would be lining up to have you handle their wood, we’d be making bank if we started charging.” Steve laughs and shoves Bucky.

“Woodworking is a noble hobby.” Steve rebuts.

“Noble and as old at time!” Bucky had the last say. “Now, shut up and press live for me.” Bucky smiles and Steve pretends to be annoyed as he does what was asked.

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You want to be upset that she did it before you gave her permission, but you know she means well. Your last relationship did not end well and you haven’t dated since, honestly you’ve been sacred to. Natasha just wants to see you happy. You download the app and use the login information Natasha sent you. Apparently she’s been following people for you and set up the whole account. She was nice enough to not include a picture of you, instead she added the generic pictures everyone can choose from when they start a profile. She put that your name is ‘Bunny’, you she’s your head and just laugh, reminding yourself to change that later. You see you username ‘talkdirtytome’. “Oh Nat,” you groan. Becoming a master at TikTok in a matter of minutes you find where to change your username, but seeing as Natasha had changed it 5 times in less than 2 hours, your account is locked to more changes for at least a week. Thankful that the username you ended up with wasn’t so bad considering one of the last names was ‘fckbunny'. “Oh my god, Nat. You are so dead!” You take a deep breath and sit up against your headboard. You remind yourself it’s not the end of the world and it’s just the internet, it’s only forever. Ready to give it a rest for the night you lay your phone down when you get a notification.

*Buchananclaymates is going live*

“Who the hell is that and why does it sound like porn?” Even as you ask yourself that very important question your thumb has already clicked on the notification. You are taken to the live screen on TikTok. On your screen sits the most handsome man you’ve ever seen in your life. His blue eyes pop against the blue henley he is wearing and his hair is short. Theres a boyish charm to him even though he is clearly in his early late 20’s maybe even early 30’s. He is sitting in some kind of garage and on the shelf behind him sits a dozen or so pots, pitchers, mugs, plates, all of them handcrafted. What gets you the most is his little New York accent slipping through his words. Not too much but enough that you can pick out the Brooklyn in him. His voice is so smooth, you could fall asleep listening to him talk about pottery. And his laugh, it makes you smile and you want to hear it again, so light and free, beautiful. As the shock of how beautiful this man is finally resolves, he says something that makes your heart drop straight to your stomach.

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Bucky is having fun as all his followers sign on and begin requesting stuff. He starts to work the clay and begins his steps on making a pitcher. He is taking a moment to read some of the chat when a new user pops up. He memorized all his regulars, and yes there is about 100-200 of them but he has a good memory, against all odds and every concussion he had as a child. But his is one he has never seen before. He cleans off his hands and moves the camera closer.

“Hey, I see some new people here tonight,” He gets a better look at the username and he can’t help but blush and laugh as he teases his new viewer. “User ‘talkdirtytome’ I feel like you might be on my wrong account.” He winks. “I’m just messing with you! I do have another account and it is a little more… well-“ **********************************************

A voice from somewhere behind the camera shouts, “thirst trappy!!” The man Blushes but also nods, “yeah, I guess Rogers is right. It’s full of pottery thirst traps. But nothing more than that. This is a pg-13 page so, ‘talkdirtytome’ save it for the DM’s” he winks and laughs again. You look at the comments pouring in as the live continues, some are asking about buying some of his work. Others are asking if he makes custom pieces. Other ask what’s his favorite type of clay to use, you didn’t know there were different types. But overwhelmingly the comments were asking ‘take your shirt off!’ The man didn’t seem bothered by the comments at all, in fact he ate it up. Flirting and teasing the viewers with movements that showed little sections of his stomach or leaning forward and letting his shirt dip enough to see down it. He truly is a showman because you are entranced and before you know it you’ve spent an hour on this live watching him talk about pottery, and getting to know a little about him. You find yourself wanting to know everything, he seems so sweet and his eyes are kind. You don’t even realize you’re drooling over him until he starts rapping up the live. You don’t even know his name and yet you’re sad when he finally says goodnight and cuts the live off.

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Bucky is pleasantly surprised with how well this live went. He got 15 orders while on live and he got about 1000 new followers. He knew he was pulling out all the stops tonight and flirting hardcore. Making sure he didn’t wear an undershirt so when he raised his arms the comment section went wild with the tease. Putting his hair in a half up half down bun that he knows drives his followers crazy. He was playing for keeps and thankfully it paid off. Especially with his most interesting new viewer. Why this new user caught his eye he will never know, ‘talkdirtytome’ was probably some 59 year old bald guy who found Bucky hot… but he couldn’t help hoping that maybe the user was really some really beautiful women in her late 20’s… a guy can dream, right?

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You quickly click to his profile and do a little stalking. You can’t find this other page he talked about, probably because it’s some onlyfans or something like a cam sight. He was probably keeping it PG so the TikTok police didn’t flag his video. You’ve only been on it for about 2 hours but you’ve heard all about people getting banned or blocked because their videos were “too mature.” You give his page a once over again you finally clock his name. “James, huh. How very.. normal.” You blush and quickly jump back to your page, feeling exhilarated you change the profile picture to one of you. It doesn’t really show much, in fact all it shows is your hair and a hidden side profile… but it’s a step. You then find James page again and quickly, before you can second guess yourself, you follow him and set up notifications. You don’t want to miss seeing this beautiful man. Maybe Natasha was right, maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. You lay your phone down and drift off to sleep, happier than ever.

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Right before Bucky is about to go to bed he sees a new notification,

*New Follower- Bunny*

“Who the fuck is Bunny??” Bucky asks out loud as he clicks on the profile. He sees the username at the top ‘talkdirtytome’, “Ahh so Baldies name is Bunny, great.” Bucky groans. But then he sees the profile picture. “I wait, that’s a women. Wait- that’s?! FUCK YES!” He about yells from the comfort of his room, and only bring his voice down because he remembers Steve is on the other side of the wall. He messages you and then Bucky goes to sleep one happy man.

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The sun streams through your window and you wake up to the soft buzz of your phone. You stretch and start your morning routine before actually checking the said phone, because you know the time suck that will happen if you just sit and scroll instead of getting up and ready. A text from Natasha saying she’s meeting ‘her man’ and will bring you back a coffee. You start to set your phone down when you notice a little red bubble on the TikTok app. Curiosity gets the better of you and you find your way back to your bed before you open it. The butterflies that burst in your stomach and travel throughout your body leave you breathless when you see that you have 5 messages from ‘Buchananclaymates’ aka Bucky.

“Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!!” You start screaming as you take deep breaths and try to calm down. “Okay, it’s okay. He’s just a dude. He’s hot! But he’s just a guy, just read the messages.” You click them open and one by one your face heats up more and those butterflies become stronger lower and lower in your body.

*Messages*

Hey!

I see I have a new follower 😉

Glad I didn’t scare you off with all that teasing.

Hope to see you around again!

Maybe even here, 😏 ‘claymatesbuck’

“Oh my god,” you groan at the innuendo of the second username. “So it’s definitely porn!” You exclaim, not sure how you feel about this. “Of course the guy I find attractive is the one with a porn page.” You groan. “You really know how to pick em!” You pout for a moment and then you realize that you’re home alone. Natasha is out and will be for awhile. Your curiosity pushes you to click on the username and you are taken to another tiktok page. Every thumbnail for each video is of Bucky shirtless and working with clay. “He wasn’t kidding about the thirst traps.” You blush as you click on one video. It start to play and there is a semi sexually suggestive song playing as Bucky works the clay in his hands. Molding it and shaping it just how he wants. His biceps are on display and his abs, he ends the video with a little wink and lip bite.

“Oh my god!!” It comes out as more of a moan than it did an actual exclamation. “Oh Natasha, what have you done?!” You groan as you lay on your bed, ready to spend the morning watching every video on his page.

Before long you end up pressing that follow button and closing the app before you can do anything else to embarrass yourself.

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Bucky sees your follow on his other page and if he sits down and plans out the next few videos to be exceptionally dirty, well maybe there was a correlation. Or maybe not.

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The next two weeks you find yourself watching James new videos he posts and viewing his lives whenever you have a chance. He really does work great with his hands and half the time you forget that he is shirtless until he’s winking at the camera or he’s flirty and teasing everyone saying ‘You guys need some water.’ You wish you had the courage to message him and get to know him a little more but your nerves get in the way each time before you can press send. James will send you flirty messages and you will like them but you can never bring yourself to respond. You interact just enough to let him know to keep doing it.

It’s Friday night again and you see he is going live, like always you join and just watch. “So I have recently reached almost 10,000 followers on here, which is a huge milestone and I wanted to celebrate it!” He sits closer to the phone screen and you get a better glimpse of his eyes. Even. Bluer than you originally thought. He has little creases by his eyes that crinkle when he smiles too big and his nose scrunches up. He’s perfect. “Anyone that wants to be added into the drawing leave a comment on my last video saying so. This drawing is for a custom pottery piece of your choice. So if you win I will make you whatever you ask for,” he smirks, apparently knowing some of his followers a little too well. “Well within reason. No ‘life art’ sculptures.” He winks and you feel the blush start to rise. Would someone really be that bold to request that of him? “Anyway, the drawing will happen tomorrow at noon! So go comment now for the chance to win.” He signs off with a little wave and wink. Without even thinking, because if you think about it you will back out, you comment and ask to be added in. Within minutes he has liked your comment and sent another message to you.

*message*

I was gonna add you in regardless. 😉

The heat is almost burning in your face, he doesn’t even know you. How could he be this good at getting a rise out of you?! Your brain won’t shut off that night, thinking and even dreaming about this man behind your phone screen. “Damn it!” You grumble and end up having to watch some old Disney movies just to keep your mind off the filthy things you wish James would do to you instead of the clay he usually is holding. You finally drift off to sleep to the sounds of Cinderella.

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“Hey!” Natasha pulls you out of your thoughts as you look up from your morning coffee.

“Hey, sorry.”

“It’s fine,” she looks you over. “Man you were really out of it. Didn’t even hear me invite you out.”

“Huh?” You hum in acknowledgment and Natasha rolls her eyes.

“I said I am going out later with my TikTok boyfriend and he has a friend that he can invite if you wanted to join.” She explains for the second time.

“Oh umm now? I-“ you try to think of an excuse, not wanting to miss the drawing on James page. “I actually have plans. With someone online.” Natasha shoots up straight and about squeals in excitement. “Okay okay, calm down.” You laugh. “It’s not a date but this guys been super flirty and I- I don’t know, maybe today I will finally make the move and message him back.” You shrug trying to play it off.

“Tell me everything, now!!” Natasha demands as she sips her coffee. “Don’t leave out a single detail.” You debate on lying, or just making it juicier than it is, but you decide against it.

“Okay, just don’t laugh.” You remind her before you tell her everything. She already has his page pulled up and is drooling over him too.

“He is hot!! Wow, and he said all those things to you?!” Meaning the messages he had sent.

“Yeah, so I don’t know. Maybe he’s trying to drum up business-” Natasha shakes her head.

“No, absolutely not. He is flirting hardcore.” She keeps looking through videos and one seems to catch her eye as her eyes widen and then a big smirk crosses her face before she exists out of the app and lays her phone down. Super quiet and worrying you even more than she does when shes asking you a million questions. “You said there is a drawing today?” You nod and you can see the wheels turning already. “At noon?” She asks and you nod again, she checks her watch and then opens her phone, obviously sending a message to someone.

“Natasha if you are messaging James, so help me-“ she cuts you off.

“And so what if I am?” She teases. “I’m just doing the hard work for you, the correct response is ‘thank you’.” She blows you a kiss as she leaves the room, leaving your stomach in knots and even more worried about this drawing.

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Steve is in the garage with Bucky, getting ready for the drawing for his page and starting to film some more content for his own carpentry and woodworking page when he gets a text. He looks over at Bucky and then just laughs and quickly answers back.

“What’s so funny Punk?” Bucky asks and Steve smiles.

“Nothing, Jerk. You need help with the drawing? Where’s the bowl?” Steve asks as he slides his phone back in his pants. Bucky points to where he sat it and Steve grabs it to help.

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“Okay everyone, it is noon and we are ready to get this show on the road!” James says happily. You refused to let Natasha sit and watch with you. She can watch on her own phone, but she won’t have a front row seat to your blushing or your disappointment when you inevitably lose. “I had over 500 of you enter, which is just incredible! Next time I should make each entry like $3 and send all the proceeds to wounded warriors.” You gently smile at the kind idea. It’s sweet, thinking of others instead of finding a way to make a bigger payday for himself. “Okay, let’s draw! The bowl, Rogers!” A hand comes into frame and the bowl is above James head. He lifts an arm up and reaches in pulling one slip of paper out. And as soon as the arm appeared it disappeared. James opens the paper and smiles before it turns to a laugh and then a smirk. “Well, user ‘talkdirtytome’, I am looking forward to making that custom piece for you.” You swear he stares right at you as he bites his lip and smiles again. “To everyone else, there will be more in the future! Oh and ‘talk dirty’?” You sit up and answer him like an idiot.

‘He can’t hear you, moron.’ You shake your head.

“I’ll be in touch. Bye everyone!” And the live ends. You lay your head down on your bed and just smile at the thought that James will be making a custom piece of pottery for you. When Natasha speaks she scares you half to death, not having heard her sneak in.

“WOW, you’ve got it bad!” She teases and you toss a pillow at her.

“Leave me alone!” You laugh and yell as you look down at the message that just came through.

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When he read your username he had to remind himself that he can’t be partial, at least not on camera, but he couldn’t help the smile. He is gonna do this right and he refuses to mess it up, he’s got just the plan. He grabs his phone from his stand and quickly messages you.

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*Message*

James- Idk how you feel about exchanging numbers, which I’d be fine with but I understand if you’re not. So zoom? Maybe later this afternoon?

You blush and quickly write back. Saying that you can’t wait and you will “see” him then. James likes your message and then sends a picture of binoculars. It’s so random and weird but you can’t help but laugh. Maybe Natasha’s right, you do have it bad.

You check your hair about 10 times, make sure your make up is okay, not too much but just enough to make it look like you’re not wearing any at all. Your sundress that you were already wearing perfectly accents your figure and makes your eyes pop. You check the lighting in your room and play with the blinds. With 10 minutes to spare before the arranged time for the zoom you sit down as your computer notifies you that you are in the “waiting room.” Whenever Jane slogs on the camera will turn on and that will be it. As you wait so many thoughts cross your mind. ‘He’s probably gonna be short and keep it super professional.’ ‘He may flirt for the camera but there’s no way he’d actually like me.’, ‘Calm down, he’s probably gonna be on and off as fast as he can.’ You start to doubt yourself and you suddenly feel self-conscious for looking nice. Right as you’re about to throw your hair up and grab a blanket to wrap around your shoulders, the screen goes black and then lights up, James is right in front of you. He doesn’t look right at you, still messing around with his notebook and taking a drink of water, obviously not realizing that you two are already connected. At first when he sees you his eyes just glance over. But then the realization hits and his eyes widen

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“Wow,” Bucky is breathless. You’re not just beautiful, you’re stunning. He’s never been mesmerized by a single thing or person in his life, until this moment. “I- uh I’m-“ he lightly laughs as he smiles, he can’t stop smiling. “Hi I’m James,” he laughs and blushes as he hangs his head for a moment. “Um but people who have seen me stutter and stumble over my words, like an idiot, get to call me Bucky.” Your smile is contagious and your eyes sparkle brightly as Bucky talks more and more. Your laugh is sweet and music to his ears.

“Hi Bucky, I’m Elizabeth but people who can make me laugh this much can call me Lizzy or Bunny.” You lean forward a little and Bucky laughs.

“Bunny? There’s got to be a story behind that.” He presses lightly. You nod and hide your face for a moment as you blush and giggle.

“There is, but all I can say now is, it was college and I was very drunk, and someone dared me to use a pogo stick… and it turns out I was VERY good at it.” You laugh and Bucky is amazed as he laughs.

“Well so am I so maybe we will have to have a competition to see who is better.” He winks and you laugh.

“Tell me when and where! I’ll just need a few shots first then my balance will be perfect!” You lightly joke as you both laugh. It gets quiet for a minute and Bucky is just taking you in. “So,” Bucky’s eyes go wide as he remembers the whole reason for the zoom.

“Yes, right! Well how about we start by you telling me what you would like.” Bucky says as he grabs his notebook, looking down and starting to write, maybe if he focuses on writing he won’t embarrass himself even more. But then you start to speak and Bucky can’t help but look up and meet your gaze, your voice so sweet and soft. Your eyes kind and warm, ‘how could the username ‘talkdirtytome’ belong to the picture of purity and kindness.’ He smiles at the thought and tries his hardest to listen as you talk.

“I’m not picky at all, so maybe a vase?” You suggest. “Yeah, I’d like to have a gift that means something to me.” You finish explaining. Bucky just stares and then realizes you are done, he quickly looks down and starts to scribble some notes. He is so handsome, you think. The way his brow furrows as he’s concentrating and how the subtle but noticeable blush spreads across his cheeks. His shoulders are firm and you can tell he is solid. His voice, deep and warm, catches you off guard and you hope he didn’t catch you looking starry eyed at him.

“A Vase? That I can do!” Bucky says happily. He didn’t miss how your voice turned ever sweeter when you said ‘a gift that means something.’ He tells himself not to bet too excited. “Colors? Designs?” He wonders what all is hiding in your mind and if you will share it with him now for this vase. If he can get a picture of who you are.

“I love wildflowers, if I’m being honest. But not bright and bold. More subtle and muted. Almost watercolor like.” You laugh to yourself and you see Bucky’s eyes light up at the sound. “Sorry I know that probably sounds weird.”

She’s perfect, Bucky thinks. “Watercolored wild flowers? Yeah, I can make that happen.” He doesn’t want this to end but he has all he needs. How to make this go longer?! “So- I’m local to Brooklyn- and you by no means have to tell me where you’re from or anything- unless you want to!” He cringes at his awkwardness and your giggles let him know it’s alright.

“I am too, well close enough.” You explain. “So maybe we could meet up?” You see Bucky’s eyes light up and then you shoot yourself in the foot. “When it’s time for me to pick up the vase.” His eyes look a little sadder but his smile doesn’t fade.

“Yeah, I’ll send you a message on TikTok when it’s ready and we can find a place to meet.” Bucky says as he sits back in his chair. “I’m excited to get started on it, it looks like a fun one.” He continues as he looks down at his notes.

“I know it will be wonderful, all your work is.” You compliment, wanting to make up for your error that cause the light to dull in those incredible blue eyes. “I do have a question,” He leans forward again.

“Shoot.” Plan and simple.

“Well, what’s up with your two different accounts and the one username? Because at first I thought it was a porn page.” You explain, hopping to get a laugh. And you did. Bucky laughs, his hand over his pec and head thrown back with abandon.

“Oh no! Were you disappointed?” He teases and you laugh.

“Well maybe I was!” You tease back, not quite sure where the courage came from.

“Well as you know now, I go by Bucky. So I just used the ‘Clay mates’ and my name which does sound a lot like-“

“Yeah! So why?” You press again, smiling even bigger.

“It was a dare from a friend and it kinda stuck. I get tons of people asking so it also generates conversations around my business and what not. So it works! Is it crass? Kinda. Do I care? No.” He laughs again and messes with his hair a little. “So you know I make pottery but what do you do, Bunny?” He smirks and your face is aflame at the use of your nickname.

“I’m a writer, I write romance novels.” Suddenly feels quite bashful about your job. Bucky nods and rubs his chin as he watches you.

“So? Is this a meet cute worthy of one of your books?” Bucky asks. You look behind the computer at your wall where you storyboards are. A gentle smile washes over you as you look back at an expectant Bucky.

“Yeah, I’d say it is.” You admit. An alarm goes off on Bucky’s side of the screen and he curses under his breath.

“Sorry, Bunny. I’ve got to go. If I’m being honest I really wish I didn’t. I’d love to stay here all night getting to know you, I promised a friend I’d go out tonight and I never break a promise. So with that knowledge handed to you on a silver platter,” you laugh and he smiles brightly again. “I promise I will make you a gift that means something.” Your breath catches and you nod slightly.

“Thank you, Bucky.” You say before you both wave goodbye like dorks.

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Your chance, gone. Like a lot of chances in your life. Watching them go by because you don’t have the courage to ask for what you want. Natasha walks into your room and pulls you up from the bed. “Come on, we are late.” You finally agreed to go out with just her when you started to come down from the high of getting to talk to Bucky. “I promise, you will have fun. In fact this will be the best night of your life.” She hugs you and leads you to the door. As it opens you come face to face with Natasha’s ‘tiktok boyfriend’

“Hiya Stevie,” Natasha coos as she leans in and gives him a sweet kiss. Steve meets your gaze when he pulls back and offers his hand.

“Hey! I’m Steve Rogers,” he motions beside him, urging someone to move in closer. “And this is my friend Bucky Barnes.” You meet those blue eyes and melt, Bucky’s painfully awkward smile turns genuine when he sees you. He almost shoves Steve out of the way to get closer to you.

“Oh my god- Bunny?!” Bucky exclaims. “So your friend who made your TikTok account is the same one my friend has been dating for the past two months,” he smiles and laughs. “What a small world! God, I’m glad to see you.” You blush at the nickname, Natasha bumping your arm and Steve giving you both a questioning look when he hears the name.

You are just as shocked as Bucky and honestly can’t find the words.

“I’m stunned,” you laugh and look at Natasha. “Did you know?!” You ask her and she smirks as she pulls Steve into her arms.

“I would know my man’s voice and hands anywhere, so when I saw and heard him on one of Bucky’s videos I quickly texted Stevie and we worked our magic.” She winks. “I mean out of 500 entries for the pottery and you won! How lucky was that.” She winks again and you gasp.

“Did you two rig the drawling?!?” You exclaim and Bucky shoots a glance to Steve who is blushing bright red.

“I may have added a few extra slips with your name.” He admits. Bucky turns and faces him as he crosses his arms.

“How many?” Bucky asks and Steve laughs and sheepishly admits,

“Like 200 extra slips. She had a very good chance at winning.” Steve looks at Natasha and then you and Bucky. You both laugh and Bucky turns back to you.

“Well I’m sure as hell not mad,” he reaches out for your hand. “Are you?” He questions and you shake your head no as you put your hand in his. “Good,” Bucky leans in closer and pulls you in, your lips almost brush when you hear your apartment door close and lock. Looking back you see that Natasha and Steve have slipped inside. “So I guess it’s just us tonight,” he laughs and you agree. “What would you like to do? Cause I have no idea what they had planned.” You think for a minute and then turn back to the door and knock. Bucky lets go of your hand and you quickly grab it back giving him a wink. A slightly irritated Natasha opens the door, lipstick gone and smeared all over Steve’s face.

“What?” She asks and you push past her headed to your room. Bucky stands in the hallway watching and praying you come back.

You emerge with your purse that’s pretty big and Natasha knows that’s your “just in case I spend the night.” Purse. You wave goodbye as you grab your keys and close the door behind you. Turning to Bucky and pulling him in, you kiss his cheek and wrap your arms around one of his.

“Where to?” You ask.

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Steve drove them there so you offer to drive wherever.

“Would it be too forward to invite you back to my place? I’d really like to show you my studio.” He asks so sweetly, you can tell he is nervous. You tease him a little

“Is that your line for all the girl?” Bucky laughs and shakes his head.

“Nope, I never bring girls back to my studio. But if love to have you there.” The double meaning is not Lost on you or Bucky. The blush giving you away, Bucky laughs and pulls you closer before kissing your forehead and taking your keys. “You okay if I drive us?”

“Sure, just promise not to murder me.” You joke as you climb in your car. Bucky sits and gets it started before he looks at you and shrugs.

“No promises, my art has been described as deadly good.” He winks and you laugh at his horrible joke. Soon you are pulling up to a little house with a detached garage.

“You know, it really does look like you’re about to kill me.” You tease but also look around and check the area.

“I know, it’s not the best house but it works and it’s clean. A good neighborhood and lots of space so Steve and I really try hard for our personalities to outshine the murder aesthetic our house gives off.” He takes your hand and walks you to the garage as you laugh. The garage lights up and on every wall is a shelf full of pottery projects. Some half done, some completely done.

“Wow! Bucky, these are amazing!” You exclaim as you look at the intricate detail on each piece. You turn to meet his gaze and he is leaning against his work table just watching you. Moving through the room with Grace and admiring his work, it’s really doing something to him. He hopes you feel the same way.

“So? How did you get into pottery?” You ask as you run your finger along one of the freshly finished pieces.

“I was in the army, when I got out I needed a hobby that I could turn my mind off and just work. Pottery gave me a place for that and it also gave me a place to rediscover my creativity.” Bucky explains. You turn and look at him, gentle as in your eyes.

“That’s why you said that comment about wounded warriors. You wanna support your fellow vets.” You hope your assumption is correct. Bucky nods and smiles, staying firmly where he is.

“Yeah, I nearly lost my arm before I got out. Others aren’t so lucky. So any way I can give back, I try to.” He picks up a piece of clay and start to mold it while talking, mindless work that helps settle his nerves and al the feelings he is having about you.

“That’s amazing.” You say simply, not wanting to push more.

“How did you get into Romance writing?” Bucky asks, a teasing smile across his face. You laugh and continue to walk around the room, looking at the pieces.

“Well, I’m a hopeless romantic,” you look up and meet his gaze. “So I guess I just write about the things I hope would happen to me.” You shrug, your explanation seems simple enough. Bucky is mesmerized by you, how such a beautiful and sweet woman would be single blows his mind. And so sincere too, none of that fake humility he sees in the women he meets who are as beautiful as you, with you, it’s all real and sweet. It’s refreshing.

“How long have you and Steve Been friends?” You ask, wanting to change the topic from yourself.

“Since childhood, he was always getting his ass beat behind the school and I was always there to step in and finish the fight he started.” You laugh and so does Bucky.

“So Steve was a bully?” You ask.

“No!” Bucky laughs. “Just a little punk who wanted to ‘stick up for the little guy’ but he was the little guy, so.” Bucky lightly laughs and you nod. “How about you and Natasha?”

“Since high school. Her family moved here and she was all ‘cool and steely’ that none of the other kids wanted to talk to her,” you laugh at the thought. “I made it my mission to become friends with her. By senior year we were going to go to the same college and we’re going to room together.”

“She seems like a pretty great friend.” Bucky comments, “And Steve adores her but I’m sure she already knows that cause Steve wears his heart on his sleeve.” Bucky teases and you laugh. For a moment it’s quiet, Bucky just watches you and you feel butterflies erupt in your stomach and a heat settle even lower. This man is so sweet and kind, not to mention incredibly hot. He is absolutely making you regret not wearing your sexy underwear tonight. You see some clay and the wheel sitting in the middle of the floor. You walk over and run a finger over the clay. Looking up and see Bucky’s eyes raking over your body, you feel invigorated. As sexily as you can, you sit on the stool and toss a look over at him.

“Teach me, please?” You demand and then ask. You see the moment Bucky melts and is all in. He smirks and walks over, pulling up a chair behind you and straddling your body. He places his hands on your and shows you where to plant your feet. He leans forward and whispers against your ear.

“This is a little too ‘Ghost’ for me.” He teases and you giggle as you turn and look at him. His eyes drop to your lips and then back to your eyes. Clay forgotten, you spin in his arms and crash your lips to his. His hands roam over your back, pulling you closer. You moan against his lips, desperate for more, but he pulls away. Breathless and blushing he asks. “I hope this isn’t too forward, would you like to stay the night?” You smirk and move back, away from his arms to grab your bag. Reaching your hand out for him to take again.

“Lead the way.” You coo. Bucky has you in his arms and pressed against his chest so quickly. His lips capture yours again and you giggle against them. Bucky lifts you into his arms and expertly makes his way into the house, never leaving your lips longer than a Quick Look at the doors to make sure they are locked.

Stumbling down the hallway, backs pressed against the walls as you both fight for dominance. Giggles and moans filling the air as you grope each others bodies, seeking flesh rather than clothing. When your back finally presses against Bucky’s door, he pulls back and takes your face in his hands. “This isn’t too fast, is it? You feel this too, right? This connection- this pull.” You bite your lip and nod as you place your hands firmly against his chest, the muscles beneath your fingers, firm and hard, drool worthy.

“Yeah, I feel it too.” You admit before kissing him again and moaning against his mouth. Bucky opens the door and kicks it closed with his boot. He walks you backwards to the bed and in utter abandon you allow yourself to fall, fall back, fall in, fall deep. Pulling back slightly, Bucky caresses your cheek and meets your gaze, your heartbeat quickens as he gently smiles and an exciting peace washes over you. You’ve never felt this safe, this fast. Slowing the pace, Bucky takes his time with you. Kissing down your neck and nipping lightly at your collarbone before his fingers dance at the hem of your shirt. Your hands slips under his shirt and your fingers draw line over his back as he moves above you. First to go his his shirt, tossed behind him and across the room. He sees your eyes trailing down his body and he gives you a moment to take it in. His chest is sculpted yet still soft under your touch, the tasteful amount of chest hair along his pec and sternum tickle your fingers as you memorize his body with your finger tips, and the trail of dark brown hair leading down from his bellybutton and disappearing below his waistband sends your mind into over drive. You lean up and kiss along his chest as he moans at the feeling of your tongue grazing along his nipples. He grabs the hem of your shirt and lifts it up and over your head, tossing it with his. Leaning down and kissing the tops of your breast, he is in heaven. The straps slip down and before you know it you are uncoupling the back and tossing it off, needing as little clothing between the two of you as possible. Bucky reaches for his pants and has them shoved down and off as you remove yours. Standing above you in only black boxer briefs you see the outline of his cock, hard and aching against his boxers. Your mouth waters and yet you are slightly afraid because you can tell he is big. Bigger than any man you’ve been with. Bucky settles on the bed between your legs and slips his hands in the waistband of your panties, waiting for permission, you nod and he has them down you leg and scattered with the rest of the clothes. You sit up and kneel in front of where he kneels on the bed, pulling you closer by the small of your back, Bucky kisses you. You wrap your hands around his waist and slip one hand down his boxers, squeezing his ass before waiting for permission to pull them down. He nods, not wanting to release your lips. When nothing is left between your bodies you lay back in Bucky’s arms and he settles between your legs. Rolling his hips against yours and giving you both friction where you desperately need it. Your moan echos off the walls and he smiles, knowing he is the cause. Bucky kisses down your body and ends up laying between you legs as he licks and sucks on your clit, gently teasing your pussy with a fingertip before pushing all the way in and devoting himself to making you cum on his face. You hands play with his hair as his other hand palms your breast. It’s so fast and so good, you can’t help but moan his name as you cum, squirting on his tongue. “Bucky!! Oh-fffffuuuuc- yes!!” He smirks up at you which makes you cum again. He moans and hums against you as he brings you down. He kisses up your body and settles between you legs.

“I can grab a condom if you want.” Bucky says as he is already reaching into his bedside table to grab one.

“I’m on the pill and I’m clean, I haven’t been with anyone in about a year.” You explain. Bucky nods and takes a shuddering breath before he kisses you again.

“I’m clean too, and it’s been even longer for me.” He gives a weak little smile and you caress the side of his face before you gently kiss his lips.

“Never would have guessed with what that mouth just did to me.” You tease, trying to lighten the mood while letting him know he’s still got it. Bucky laughs and kisses you again as he lines himself up with you. Slowly pushing in and watching your face for pain as he bottoms out. “Mmhm ffffuc- yyyeeesss!” you moan at the stretch. Bucky kisses you again and slowly starts to move his hips, in and out, making sure to hit that spot inside of you over and over again. At first he is laying on top of you, your bodies moving together and against each other, it was sweet and sensual. Then Bucky sits up a little and you take that moment to flip him over, pinning him to the bed with a giant smile on his face. You ride him as you brace your hands against his pecs. His moans growing louder and louder as you get him close to the edge. You sit up and play with your breast and you snap your hips back and forth, ready to bring him over. But apparently that wasn’t what he wanted, because suddenly you are on your back and your legs are over his shoulders as he drills into you while one hand plays with your clit. You gasp and moan as you writhe beneath him. “Oh! BUCKY?!?! Yesyesyes!!!”

“That’s it, Bunny. Come on, I’m not cumming till you have cum on my cock. Come on, baby girl.” That did it, his dirty talk and care. You melted beneath him as you cum, squirting again and feeling better than you’ve felt tin years. “That’s it Good girl,” Bucky coos as he chases his high. Pleasure washes over his face as he buries himself inside you, cumming hard and deep. “Mmhmm squeezing my cock so well,” he is in utter bliss and he lets your legs go and just lays down next to you, his softening cock still inside. He kisses your forehead and hums. “Good girl.” You beam up at him, the praise doing something new to you that it’s never done before. He kisses you before he pulls the covers up and over you body, still entangled and coming down from heaven.

“Mmhmm that was definitely the makings of a meet cute.” You admit and Bucky laughs as he kisses you again.

“Come on, let’s go ‘meet cute’ in the shower, huh?!” He pulls you up and into his arms you nod and he carry’s you away.

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You stand at the door to you car, the sun rising beautifully and creating a glow around you two. “I wish you could stay longer but I understand why you have to go.” Bucky says as he kisses you again.

“My book won’t write itself and if I stay here I will end up participating in smut and not writing it, which is the chapter I am currently working on so.” You explain as Bucky lightly laughs before he smirks and kisses you.

“Well, feel free to use last night in bed as inspiration. Or the shower last night, or the midnight hand play we had, or ever the slow morning sex we just finished.” He beams as he retells the all the adventures you got up to last night. You blush and burry your head in his chest as he hugs you and laughs.

“I will call you tonight and see about dinner, okay?” He nods and you kiss him again. As you are about to get in your car, Steve’s car pulls in. He honks loudly and gets out cheering and clapping. Completely embarrassing Bucky and you, but you know it’s in good fun.

“Were you two safe?” He asks, adding more fuel to the embarrassment fire.

“Nope, not at all!” Bucky shoots back and you decide to tease too.

“Yeah, totally pregnant over here. It worked that fast! Get ready to move into the garage, Stevie, the baby is gonna need your room.” Bucky laughs and pulls you closer. He kisses you again and then sends you on your way. Bucky turns to Steve and you see them “fighting” as you drive away.

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When you get home Natasha is dead to the world and you decide to leave her that way. You see a notification on your phone, it’s Bucky’s TikTok. Opening the app to see a new video.

“Hey guys! Sorry about no live last night.” He blushes, “I uh I met a really amazing Women and my night ended up going a little too well. And it may continue that way, so there may be a change in the live schedule as well as the posting schedule. She’s a writer and our ‘meet cute’ inspired quite a lot in her and I need to be available for any further inspiration.” He winks and then laughs. “But seriously, I’m still around, just maybe not every night anymore. Love you all!” And with that the video ends. You smirk and quickly send Bucky a text.

Message

Hey James, your new Women friend needs some inspiration 😏😉

Within seconds your phone is ringing, as you answer his voice is soothing and so low it’s almost like a purr. “Well, what did you have in mind, Bunny?”

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“The Same Place as the Music” Lighting & Color

“Where is the light coming from?” “The same place as the music.” Andrew Lesnie, Cinematographer of LOTR

How & Why It's A Problem

If I had to summarize the frustration I have with this topic in one image, I'd use JeCorey Holder's (queer Black creative!) meme:

Now here's the thing. I'm not saying you have to be a master at lighting. I'm surely not. Hell, I still play around with lighting in my art in ways that aren’t the ‘most realistic’. You can’t ask me the technical explanations behind ‘color theory’ or 'contrast' without me doing some more reading. However… I don’t think anyone needs an art degree to understand this point:

We should be able to SEE your brown skinned Black characters!

I brought this up in my lessons about skin tones and blushing, and it applies with lighting as well. If all of your other characters have focused light and shadows, so should your Black characters.

However, this does NOT mean making them lighter-skinned!!!!

It's not funny nor logical at all to suggest that they somehow can't be seen like your other characters when you’re the one creating the piece. It's like a classic fifth-grade racist joke, “You blend in at night”. Har-de-har.

I was once rudely told to my face (well in the DMs) that a Black character that was completely Europeanized looked like that “because of the [sepia] lighting”. So I'm going to give you all, gracious readers, an example to show that that's not true.

This is Ana Flávia, Afro-Brazilian model! Gaze upon her beauty! Notice how in both of these filters, Ana did not, in fact, turn into a white woman! Because, my friends, that is not how that works! At all!

Here are some other examples of Black people in non-color lighting:

None of these people vanished from the frame just because there was no color. They didn't have to paint on lighter makeup to be captured by the camera. What do they all have in common (in this example)?

Lighting!

Now let’s discuss different ways to think about and potentially try instead!

What I want you all to keep in mind, is that the art you’re painting:

And I know that's silly right, like yeah no shit Ice, we knew that. BUT my point here is don’t be afraid to study photography, theatre, and staging for ideas. They actively work with light! It’s why I share so many images of models; it’s purposeful, focused staging of light with many of these compositions!

Brown-skinned Black people- brown-skinned people in general- GLOW in the light! Our skin reflects environmental light! There’s so much opportunity to play with that, and you can see different examples in those mediums.

Here are a couple articles of lighting in film focused on Black actors.

When lighting a person with dark complexion, the answer is not LIGHTENING THE SKIN, it’s understanding how light reflects off of dark skin.” -Nilah Magruder

Nilah Magruder (Black creator!) has an ENTIRE, thorough and wonderful essay on the topic, far better than I could give! She incorporates the use of cameras, lighting, painting, and more- so rather than be redundant here, I'm going to spotlight (ha see what I did there. It's okay, I know I'm funny) her and her explanation.

Incorporating Blackness in Color/Colorful Lighting

@dsm7 has an excellent and short visual explanation of how picking certain colors will lead to washing out or whitewashing Black characters, and how certain lighting and backgrounds (think the black and white photos on brighter backgrounds) will change the way their skin tone looks.

@nicosbighead has one of my favorite images on here, that shows how many different colors can still be used to convey the image of Blackness. Notice how all those pinks still worked?

@gaksdesigns has a beautiful picture here that I feel utilizes the light in a very minimal yet effective way to show highlights even on a palette that's fully brown.

This article approaches from a lighting perspective via filmmaking, but essentially Sade Ndya suggests instead of increasing the amount of light, change the color/lens of the light based on your character’s skin, as well as for the circumstances of the scene. They'll remain vibrant that way, and you’ll still capture what you need.

I know one way I do this on CSP (I think I’ve mentioned this but I can’t remember) is to use the Add Glow tool with the same or a similar shade of the character’s brown skin tone as a highlight under natural light, or maybe use different colors or filters depending on the sort of light on their skin at the time.

Here’s a reddit about it too, just because I know y’all value Reddit on here, and someone else discussed the topic that both Nilah and Sade discussed.

Is It Intentional?

There are going to be times where you intend for the light to be minimal. Maybe it’s a style choice. That should still show purposeful composition. Here’s an interview with famed Black director Ava Duvernay discussing the intentional darkness on Black actors in the prison scene in the movie Selma. To show that they're both trapped in prison AND that Martin is temporarily low on resolve- it's a part of the story that's being told.

I'm always talking about this: there is a difference between intention (and following through), and neglecting to think about it at all. And neglect isn't what we want, because often we can tell visually when it is- when an artist simply did not think to do it for one versus the rest.

Sidenote, on Youtube in the suggestions after Ava's interview, are also plenty of videos discussing lighting for dark-skin as well- why not take the chance to look?

Conclusion

We do not lack for light! We aren’t flat and lightless when you see us in life. It's actually a pretty awesome part of being brown-skinned. If you’re giving proper, flattering lighting to everyone else, give it to us as well. Study and experiment with ways to highlight brown skin.

You already know what I’m going to say. It’s going to take practice, same as anything else, because it’s the thought that counts, but the action that delivers!

#creatingblackcharacters #character design #black characters #black art #black character design #black artists

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Alright, I'm going to write my own thoughts down on the situation, sorry if this gets rambly

First of all, Shubble is so brave for speaking up, it's really hard for victims to speak up against there abusers in a public setting and she deserves all the respect in the world for it

That being said we do need to be mindful to give her space, this was a really traumatic thing for her and we all need to be mindful of that, give her room to breath.

On the same lines, don't go after other ccs for not ""releasing statements"", content creators aren't companies, there people. Don't get on at them for not publicly supporting Shubble, especially since there undoubtedly doing it in private, which is probably better than shoving it out there for millions of people to see. Let people support there friend in a way they and shubble are confortable with, if shubble wants them to say something or they think they need to say something themselves, they will say it.

It's like Pearl said, just because you don't see something happening publicly doesn't mean it isn't happening

Also, don't jump to call Tommy or Phil or Grian or anyone else enablers because they haven't said anything, they'll need time to process this too, it's hard to find out that your friend is a domestic abuser, let them process this in piece and don't try to cancel them over nothing like a fool. (People like Tommy will need time especially since Wilbur befriended them when they were young and by all accounts manipulated them too)

If anyone of these people have anything they feel they need to say they'll say it when there good and ready, good life tip folks:Don't Harass People. Especially if they have almost nothing to do with this (honestly Saw someone say they were going to go on to fucking RT about this despite him not knowing either person very well, the fuck)

I know why people do it, they want to make sure there favourite content creators aren't also bad, but they are people and they deserve respect, I can garentee you that almost no Qsmp or Hermitcraft or Other MCYT member who knew him stands with Wilbur

(Also if anyone brings Techno into this fuck right off let the man rest.)

Also, some brain dead morons are saying that people calling out wilbur are doing it for clout and that they should have done it sooner, but most of the abuse happened in private, and wilbur manipulated others, many wouldn't have realised anything was wrong and if they did its still better and more respectful to come forward after shubble since its HER story to tell.

(This attack also doesn't work anymore because we have things like tubbos stream, where he actively discourages his chat from treating him like a hero for speaking out, but yeah sure they all don't give a shit about shubble and just want to make themselves look better, fuck outta here)

Now, if your a former wilbur fan, let me make this super clear

DONT WATCH HIM AND DONT LISTEN TO HIS MUSIC

"BuT SePuRaTe ThE ArT FrOm ThE Arti-

Nah. That doesn't work here. You can separate a book or game or movie, you can't with a cc. Its there face, there voice, there personality. Find a different band, find a different CC to watch. There are other options, I know it sucks to find out someone you like did an awful thing,but that doesn't mean we should support those people for our sakes, especially when people were actively hurt by there actions. Trust me everyone, this will get better, things will go back to how they were before

Finally, this should go without saying, Fuck William Gold to the core of teh fucking earth. And any who still support him.

He is a raging egotistical manipulator and abuser. don't blame people for not seeing it sooner, no one can do that. What we can do though is blame people who still wholeheartedly support him and his actions.

He has not "changed" nor will he ever at the rate at which he's going. He's still a egomaniac who's more concerned with saving his image than actually apologising for his actions, even then an apology wouldn't fix all he's done,it would just be closer and a jumping off point to be better, but he can't even fucking do that.

If wilbur does reflect and grow, good on him, but if he doesn't then I can say with absolute certainty we wouldn't fucking miss him.

Fuck Wilbur. Support Shelbym

#wilbur soot #fuck wilbur soot #shubble #shelby grace #support shubble #believe victims #believe Shubble #im probably gonna disappear for the rest of the day #possibly tomorrow two #again shubble is so brave and im glad she spoke up #also sorry for the swearing im just mad #tw: abuse #tw: swearing