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astranva · 2 years

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TikTok Duets

Word Count: 1.4k

Category: Fluff

Warning: Some strong language

Summary: In which @finelinevogue’s hho!reader and Harry duet TikTok fan edits together.

Can be read independently but would be more fun if you read el’s fic. x

a/n: collab with my lovie <3333 i want to thank el because i was having a major block and she was v patient with me. her hho universe feels strangely personal to me, so i’m so fucking happy i get to be a small, tiny part of it xx

There were a lot of things you appreciated in life, and as someone who vlogs for a living, you appreciated it when anyone edited any video at all.

You were no stranger to the fan edits on TikTok; the thirst traps, the funny trends, the story times, you watched it all.

Harry’s fans always joked about your presence on TikTok, commenting “DELETE THIS BEFORE Y/N SEES THIS” or “I’LL BE SO EMBARRASSED IF Y/N SEES THIS” and it only made things fun when you did, in fact, see their content, sometimes even commenting:

“You lot are UNHINGED”

“teenagers scare the living shit out of me”

“i’m showing this to your parents”

“showed this to harry. thanks for paying for therapy”

The friendly banter and in-jokes you had with fans created a connection and bond that was so unique that Harry continuously joked about how jealous he was:

“They come to my shows to see you. This isn’t fair, it’s about me!”

It was especially fun when you dragged Harry into the dark hole that was TikTok, and that night was no different.

In the white t-shirt merch that had the picture of Harry with his moustache, your back was against Harry’s chest, who was wearing a blue Bode sweatshirt that had minimalist illustrations with an “I’d rather work in a barn” text, hair held back by one of your bright clips.

Your faces were shown beside the TikTok video you were duetting, eyes focused on the video you chose to blindly react to.

The video to play, text wobbling as it read “Harry & Y/N happy moments pt.3” before it moved, showing a bit from the behind the scenes of As It Was, Harry’s hands under your armpits as you both were on the spinning plate.

“Trust me,” Harry was seen mouthing, before he lifted you, your arms spread out as you audibly giggled.

“I was so sure you’d drop me,” you said.

“I told you to trust me,” Harry replied with a bemused smile.

“That’s the point,” you made a face, “I don’t,” you mumbled jokingly.

“Heyyyy,” he laughed.

The video then showed another bit, this time a snippet from when you vlogged the ONO in NYC.

“Harry!” You sang his name before the video cut to when the camera moved above your heads and to the side, capturing the moment you both kissed before it was edited so it was zoomed on Harry’s face–Harry’s grinning, almost bashful, and excited face.

You pouted, glancing back at Harry before looking back at your phone, “That’s like the cutest thing ever.”

Harry stayed silent, responding by tightening his arms around you and leaving a quick kiss to your head.

The video then moved to show another one of your YouTube video bits, that one being from when you were rating few of Harry’s outfits.

“...you honestly look like you’re a housewife,” You had giggled in the video, your hand moving to stroke Harry’s cheek, “My little bitch.”

“Excuse you!” Harry had gasped before his hand was seen moving and the sound of him slapping your ass was heard before you let out a gasp.

“Ow, you fucking twat!”

“No because for real, that one was hard–It was personal, H,” you said, pointing at your phone with your free hand which wasn’t holding it.

“No, it wasn’t,” Harry joked as he mumbled.

“Are you gaslighting me?”

Comments:

user1 @videocreator CONGRATSSS THEY DUETED YOU!!!

user2 “are you gaslighting me” STOP SHE’S EFFORTLESSLY FUNNY

user3 haha that’s such a cute video *sleeps on the highway*

user4 the fact that y/n has tiktok scares me

What fans that night hadn’t expected was seeing that you had dueted 5 other videos, all while you and Harry were in the same cuddling position.

The second TikTok you both duetted was of someone painting you and Harry; it was a picture you knew many fans had loved and considered a classic. Harry’s arms were around your shoulders from behind, his chin on your shoulder as he grinned a grin that matched yours, your eyes closed as your lips were stretched into the biggest smile.

“Why am I actually nervous?” You asked, laughing as you watched the time lapse of the painting getting done.

“I’m wondering who they’re painting,” Harry, being a comedian, said.

You giggled, having a broken sense of humor that moment. Your eyebrows went up as they finished coloring Harry, jaw falling.

“I don’t think–I don’t really think they’ve done a good job with you.”

“Y/N!” Harry gasped, dragging your name.

“No, seriously, you don’t look that handsome in real life.”

Comments:

user1 HUMBLED HIM

user2 telling harry styles that he isn’t very handsome irl feels illegal

user3 me and y/n besties when?

user4 imagine being married to harry styles and making fun of him so casually

For another video, a sped-up sound of Taylor Swift’s Lover played over a bright edit of you and Harry from NYC’s listening party.

The video was bright as it showed you holding Harry’s hand before he leaned down, pressing a kiss to your head. It then moved to show as you painted the As It Was mural, you looking engrossed in coloring the middle part of a flower before Harry ran his brush and pink paint over your hand.

“Fun fact,” you said, “It took us so long to wipe that paint and actually get rid of it.”

“I think it took us all night,” Harry said, pointing at your phone as the video showed as you ran your own brush over his hand, leaving a stroke of yellow on his skin, “We had this–this pink and yellow paint for at least a day.”

“None of that would’ve happened if you had just, I don’t know, let me be.”

“You know I can never do that,” He replied, smiling cheekily as he moved slightly to look at your face before kissing your cheek repeatedly, the video ending with you both giggling.

Comments:

user1 I CAN’T HANDLE THIS

user2 they’re the couple you tease for being so in love but lowkey envy because you want to have sth like them

user3 harry and y/n duetting a video with a taylor song 😭😭😭😭

user4 he’s so in love with her i’m literally crying

And then another duetted TikTok video.

“Harry and Y/N being clumsy dorks” a text said over a black screen, a sped-up version of Lights by Ellie Goulding playing.

The video began with Harry in 2010, slipping on stage in his iconic blazer.

You burst out laughing, covering your mouth with your hand as you tried to stifle your giggles as they then added another video from 2017 of him falling on stage, “You fucking knob!”

Harry frowned jokingly, although he was giggling, “You-Oh, there we go, there we go!” He said, watching as the video moved to show one of you that seemingly a fan had shot of you from afar in the open area of the arena, about to hop on a skateboard before you slipped. Harry laughed, “Look at that! Look at you!”

“Oh shut up!” You laughed.

The video then showed another clip of you from one of your vlogs; your camera propped up as it showed you walking into a glass door.

“You had a red bump for two days after that,” Harry cooed, kissing your head.

“You poked me in it so many times,” you reminded him.

With that video ending, fans then watched the last one.

Need to Know by Doja Cat and Desperado by Rihanna were mashed up, Doja singing the second verse to Desperado’s music as it showed Harry with his eyes closed, mouth close to the mic in a show as the video was slowed down, tilting his head back.

“This is literally catfish,” you said, “He’s not that hot in real life, lovies.”

“Oh fuck ooooff,” Harry laughed, blushing as he tried to avoid watching the thirst trap edit made about him.

“H is the type of person to put his t-shirt behind his ears to, like, get them to stick out when he’s taking off his t-shirt and like, he’ll crouch and all,” you said to the screen of your phone, “Forget the hip thrusts,” you shook your head before pointing behind you at Harry, “This man is the biggest fucking catfish ev–Harry, stop!” You squealed out a laugh as Harry nuzzled his head in your neck the same moment he took your phone, the video ending.

Comments:

user1 WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN

user2 stop i imagined harry with his t-shirt half-off and behind his ears 😭

user3 y/n humbling harry like it’s a full time job <333

user4 WHY DID I LITERALLY CRY AT THIS WHY DO I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

#i’m so fking nervous #tiktok series #harry styles imagine #harry styles fluff imagine #harry styles tiktok #harry styles fluff blurb #harry styles blurb #harry styles one shot #harry styles fluff one shot

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whomadewaffles · 3 months

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PART 3 of 3 of my Pjhazel incorrect qoutes! Sadly the last part.. at least for now. I won't say for definite there won't be more cos I adore this movie and this ship especially, but may take some time.

Same things apply to this one as the others, hope these were as fun to read as they were to make! This one became longer than I intended because I just had to add a few new ones too it especially the code names one because It made me chuckle and fit so well.

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Pj: I’m in lov—

Pj: Lov—

Pj: I have feelin—

Josie: It’s okay, take your time.

Pj: ...Hazel.

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Pj *to hazel*: If I have developed a huge crush on you, that's my business. It literally has nothing to do with you.

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Hazel: Autism speaks?

Hazel: Yeah, I never shut the fuck up.

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Pj: Horny doesn’t always mean wanting to have sex. Sometimes it means wanting to be beat up or stabbed or something.

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Hazel: I like wearing oversized sweaters. Not just because they're extremely comfy and cuddly, but because whenever the sleeves are really big, I get to flop them around and smack people.

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Pj: I- hm...

Hazel: be nice

Pj: Of course! I'm finding kind words.

Hazel

Pj:....

Hazel:

Pj:...

Hazel: ... it takes you that long to find-

Pj: It does! I'm trying!

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Ms. Callahan: You're not good enough for my daughter

Pj: YOU'RE not good enough for your daughter

Ms. Callahan: Excuse me?!

Pj: You heard me

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Hazel: I set off explosives to feel joy.

Pj: That's adorable.

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Pj *delusional from a punch to the face during fight club*: You have... beautiful eyes..

Hazel *flustered*: She's lost her mind!

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Hazel: I have no idea what's going on but I am being so brave about it.

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Pj *to hazel*: Why do you keep looking me in the eyes? My huge tits are down here

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Hazel *is sad*

Pj:*looks up “how to comfort someone”*

Website: “Do not make insensitive comments or mock the person”

Pj: Fuck.

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Hazel: Are you okay?

Pj: In what aspect? Phisically, no injury whatsoever and no signs of exhaustion. Appearance wise, I'm not just okay, I'm a whole ass meal. We're talking three courses, five stars.

Hazel:

Pj: But mentally? I could use some therapy I guess.

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Pj: it may have been a stupid decision, but it was MY stupid decision and I could never turn my back on it

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Hazel: please, stay out of trouble

Pj: Not my strong suit

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Pj *about Hazel*: *sighs* God, what a loser. I can't believe I'm gonna sleep with her.

Josie: I mean, you don't have to.

Pj: Nah, I'm gonna.

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Pj: Do you have a date for Valentine’s Day?

Hazel: Yes. It's February 14th.

Pj: I- Nevermind.

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*Texting*

Pj: I wanna sleep with you.

Pj: But like in the innocent way.

Pj: ...

Pj: Get your bitch ass over here and cuddle with me you little shit!

Hazel: Damn Pj, calm down, I'm putting my shoes on.

Pj: <3

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Hazel: Sometimes sarcasm is laid on so thick that even I can detect it.

Hazel: This was not one of those times.

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Pj: I love you.

Hazel: I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that.

*pj and Hazel make out passionately*

Sylvie, to annie: You owe me 20 dollars.

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Hazel *after Pj insults someone*: I know Pj is very sorry and didn’t mean it.

Pj: Very sorry.

Hazel: See?

Pj: But I did mean it.

Hazel: pj!

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Brittney: Why are you ignoring Hazel?

Pj: I’m playing hard to get.

Brittney: Why would you do that? You’re already hard to want.

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Pj: Not much could ruin today.

Jeff: Hey overall bitch #2

Pj: Oh, Fuck. I forgot saying that summons him.

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*just before josie and pj find the other fight club members at the game to apologise*

Josie: Talk to Hazel first, and apologise. That's what friends do.

Pj: Urgh, I really don’t want too. I was just gonna wait til' I'm on my deathbed, get in the last word and then die immediately.

Josie: That was your plan for dealing with this???

Pj: That's my plan for dealing with everything. I have seventy-seven arguments I'm gonna win that way.

Josie *drags her to the football game*: Nope, we're doing the apology instead.

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Pj: Quick, Hazel, start talking about boring nerd shit!

Hazel: You know, nerd culture is mainstream now, so when you use the word “nerd” derogatorily, it means you’re the one that’s out of the zeitgeist.

Pj: Yes, that’s perfect. Just like that.

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*backstory: the cheerleaders are at practice and the rest of the club are getting together to help plan a perfect promposal for josie to give to isabel*

Pj: From now on, we'll be using code names. You can address me as 'Eagle 1.'

Pj: Hazel is 'Currently doing that.'

Hazel: *high fives pj*

Pj: Sylvie is 'It happened once in a dream.'

Pj: Annie. Codename - 'If I had to pick a republican.'

Pj: josie is... 'Eagle 2.'

Josie: Oh, thank god.

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#pjhazel #pj bottoms #hazel callahan #bottoms 2023 #incorrect quotes

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unhhhhbelievable · 2 years

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First I just want to say I’m sorry people suck and you were getting shitty messages, your commentary has always been the best on this website so I’m glad you haven’t fully stopped ❤️

Now about this whole situation… I feel like I could come up with a million examples across platforms from the past year and a half especially of stories that Trixie has shared about her relationship where his comments and actions are not okay and she’s clearly hurt by them. To anyone who says it’s just a joke, who’s laughing? Because I’m not! And the constant passive aggressiveness from Trix suggests she’s not either! I feel like things have been escalating too because these types of stories are becoming more and more frequent. Like we’re not reaching here. We’re reacting to the writing on the wall.

I do not understand anyone who feels the need to defend that man to death like it’s the equivalent to defending her. Actually as fans we should want better for her. And so much of what he’s said and done is unacceptable and it’s getting worse. I worry about the people that can always excuse this type of behavior because they should want better for themselves too. We all deserve a partner that makes us feel good about ourselves.

The thing is, the reason why this man is always putting her down is clearly because he’s insecure. It’s sad that he’s projecting his own esteem issues onto Trixie who already struggles in that department. I always got the sense the reason why he stayed behind the camera so long was because he’s self conscious. He’s been making it a point to respond to several comments that are maybe just slightly negative and fight them and get fans to attack even though it’s just internet noise and these people aren’t even trolls. But he’s so sensitive he can’t let anything go so it’s ironic he’s always putting Trixie down because he can dish it but can’t take it. It’s typical though.

Trixie’s independently rich and famous and beloved and all his money and success and opportunities come from her so this man clearly feels unequal in the relationship and puts her down to feel superior. The danger now is he has new power and popularity from the show and motel and is using that to his advantage. I worry this is the type of love she’s used to and doesn’t see what’s flawed in it. He’s always negging her and encouraging her overworking because it all benefits him. Who’s looking out for her here? A partner should make you feel confident and supported and happy. Period. And jokes should always be funny. These never are.

How can anyone look at Trixie and think she’s in a good place right now? Because she’s clearly not happy and hasn’t been for awhile. I swear she’s been going through a now years long existential crisis and panic attacks and nightmares are not healthy and they’re not normal. Where’s her partner in all of this? It just sounds like he’s making everything worse adding to the problem. She’s not taking care of herself and things won’t get better until she takes a break and goes to therapy and I don’t see that happening any time soon. The whole situation is honestly really sad. Sorry for the novel, I just feel like we’re all watching the same disaster and I’m not super confident anything will really change. And I fear it’ll take a huge breakdown from her to finally have a wake up call.

I worry about Trixie fully suffering a nervous breakdown from always running too much, too far, and too often. The fact that she's teed up another tour already is just a giant red flag to me at this point. She needs to stop and take time for herself. I don't know how many times I've willed her to just take a break but nothing can stop her. She's running from feelings again.

It breaks my heart that all she seems to put up with, like you said, is this insecure man that needs to feel superior to like THE most liked and successful drag queen next to Rupaul. Sorry, bitch, but you'll never hold a candle to how amazing Trixie Mattel, and in turn Brian Firkus, is. David isn't even good enough to hold her fucking purse at this point.

And the fact that they broke up all those years ago, that DAVID is the one that broke them up, is the biggest whistle blowing. And how, after her returned success, decided they would get back together. And then for him to suggest a documentary, during one of these most stressful and hurtful times of her life, in the midst of Katya drama? Flag so red, you can't see any other color.

He doesn't tweet anything supportive about T, didn't even have a heartfelt message about RADIO CITY. Just that he was in NYC and meeting famous people, like that was all that matters.

Someone once said, check someone's camera roll. The thing they take pictures of the most, is the one thing they're most terrified to lose. David says nothing but the motel. That's inch resting, don't you think?

The biggest tell to me, though, was when Trixie was doing T&K live in Ottawa, and she was doing "Hey, Rich People," she forgot the words. Do you know the last time Trixie fucked up singing her own songs? When Katya was gone.

Something is wrong and for people not to see it makes no sense to me.

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hitchell-mope · 2 years

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(Third film. After “bad guys”. Uma walks into Professor Thatch’s office, ready to ask for a therapy appointment, only to find him talking to a boy about her age, maybe a little older, with long white hair and bright blue eyes)

Uma: oh uh. Sorry. I’ll um. I’ll just. Go. Sorry again.

Milo: Captain, it’s okay. This is my son, Prince Nedahk Thaddeus Preston Thatch of Atlantis

Uma: NTPT. Sounds like a radio station

Ned: you can call me Ned if you like

Uma: then I will. Ned. Um. Prof. Can we. Talk?

Ned: right. Sorry. I won’t take up any more of your time. See you at home dad

Milo: see you there

(Ned leaves the room. Uma watches as he walks away. The Milo clears his throat)

Milo: would you like a seat?

Uma: thanks.

Milo: so what would you like to talk about?

Uma: I let Ben put Harry, Cj and Harriet in the dungeon

Milo: oh?

Uma: they brought it on themselves really. You can only push someone so far until they snap.

Milo: right.

Uma: if it was me I would’ve keelhauled them. Including Harry.

Milo: and you feel like you let Ben take the opportunity from you?

Uma: no. He made the right choice. I’m just wondering if....I have

Milo: pardon?

Uma: is Cj right? Have I changed too much? I don’t feel any different. Except. Less alert. I guess.

Milo: that’s good. It means you feel safe.

Uma: you know what happened to me this past year right?

Milo: I heard. You did what you thought was best for someone you care about

Uma: and now he’s in the dungeon on my say so.

Milo: Uma look at me. You’re brave girl. Who was raised in a situation she was never supposed to be in. And who did whatever she thought was right to get out of it

Uma: I tried to kill the only person who ever wanted help the island. Twice. That’s not what you’d call “right” is it?

Milo: no. But you are changing. The very fact that you’re in this room talking to me about it proves that. You are changing. Repeat that to yourself whenever you think you’re slipping or doubting your current actions. It might help.

Uma: thanks prof

Milo: please. Call me Milo. Reece’s cup?

(Uma gratefully takes the sweet. This is when “I am changing” happens. After the song. Mal is dragging Evie to the ROAR arena. Once Evie’s inside Mal leaves to guard the door)

Evie: no no no no NO YOU EVIL BITCH!!!!

(She turns and sees Hades on the pommel-horse)

Evie: I’m not talking to you. So don’t even try

Hades: you don’t have to talk. But please just listen.

(In the library)

Ben: what do you want belle?

Belle: Gil’s upset

Ben: I’m sorry this is causing him pain but I have absolutely nothing to say to you

Belle: then can you please listen to me as I explain?

(In the grounds)

Facillier: I’m proud of you. It takes a lot of brass to do what you did

Uma: then why do I still feel rotten?

Facillier: because one little therapy session isn’t a quick fix all. Not for people like us

Uma: oh boy. Lemme guess. You’ve got some advice for me?

Facillier: of a sort, yes

Uma (chuckling slightly): alright then

(In the arena)

Evie (rolling her eyes): out with it

(In the library)

Ben (sighing wearily): what’ve you go to say?

(This is when “all I know so far” happens. After the song)

Hades: I mean that. I’m here. No matter what happens. I’m here.

Mal: yeah but. You can’t always be. And I’m fine with that. Really I am. So don’t go making promises not even a God would be able to keep. Mmkay?

Hades: okay.

Mal: now if you’ll excuse me popsy. I have to go punch some sense into my sister

(She leaves)

Hades: try not to kill her please

Mal: no promises

Hades: understood

(Near the communal sitting room Mal gets surprises by the smee twins fixing themselves to her legs)

Mal: hey guys. What’s all this for?

Gil: they want to thank you

Mal: is he here?

Gil: he got in 20 minutes ago

Mal: let’s go see him then

(In the kitchens)

Mal: Mr Smee

Smee (getting up to bow): your highness

Mal: I’m not a highness yet. Even after that. Mal’ll do

Smee: okay then. You can call me William

Mal: sounds like a plan William. Uma’ll be happy to see you.

Smee: I’ll be happy to see her too.

Mal: now I have small favour to ask you

Smee: anything

Mal: could you please pry these two off my legs. The sentiment’s appreciated. But it is a little hard to walk like this

Smee: of course. Boys. I think Mal would like her legs back now don’t you?

(Squeaky and Squirmy reluctantly let go of Mal’s legs)

Mal: so um. I don’t know if you’re aware

Smee: I’ll be fighting. I’ve lived in fear of James for far too long. I need to help put a stop to him.

Mal: well okay then. Say. Boys. Wanna go on a little trip? You do? C’mon then.

(On their way out. Mal summons two drumsticks and bangs on the doors of the suites)

Mal: Vks! Vks! Come one out and fall in! That includes you Quinn so don’t even try hiding!

Celia: what’s happening?

Dizzy: did Ben finally get rid of the tapioca station?

Mal:....he’s working on it.

Dizzy: oh for fucks sake.

(Once on the Green)

Mal: now. Some of you are being evacuated tomorrow

Dizzy: removed against my will

Evie: it’s for your own good Dizzy

Dizzy (indignantly): I can cause more damage with one half of my scissors than she can do with her attitude

Quinn: harsh.

Dizzy: I know. That’s why I said it

Mal (louder): anyway. I thought we could all do one last thing together as a sort of goodbye thing. Does that sound good?

(The Smee twins cheer in a agreement)

Persey: you gonna use the spell?

Mal: eh. Sort of. Now let’s see uh. Uma. Gil You two stand next to Carlos. Jay next to me. Evie next to Jay. Carlos next to Evie. There you go. Now. Everyone one ready?

(The younger children cheer)

Mal: good answer. Now lemme think. Ooh. I know. This may well be/our very last chance/so now we must all/get up and dance.

(This is when “revolting children” happens. After the song. Mal and Persey see two large streams of steam, one grey and one purple, falling from the sky and landing miles away in the north)

Mal: oh no

Persey: that’s not good

Mal: right. Change of plans. Hadie. Persey. Gather every kid in Auradon and take them to their assigned limps now!

Dizzy: WHAT?!?!

Mal: Dizzy. I know. I know it sucks. I know it’s too soon. But you and everyone who’s too young or doesn’t want to fight has leave now. Please. I need you to trust me on this. Do you trust me?

Celia: I trust you

Dizzy:....okay. Fine. I trust you

Mal: thank you. Now get in the limo, your luggage is already in Arendelle and look after the smee twins

Dizzy and Celia: got it.

(As they take the twins away)

Evie: are you gonna tell us what the hell is happening

Mal: it’s been three weeks.

Persey: now we’ve got three days

Evie: you’re shitting me

Mal: no. No I’m not. Uma. With me. We need to talk to Ben.

Anthony: I’m coming with you. There’s something I need to tell him

Carlos: so no one’s gonna tell us what just happened?

Persey: those two streams came from Olympus’s direction. And if God’s are starting to fall

Carlos: it’s bad

Persey: yup

Gil: but what could make a god fall from Olympus?

(Half an hour earlier. On Olympus. Zeus walks into the throne room to find Maleficent on his throne covered in blood)

Zeus: what poor soul did you consume this time?

Maleficent: Matthew Sykes. A sweet child. Only eight years old. Very snide. A son any parent would be proud of. But he failed. And I have no use for failures. Besides. I was hungry.

Zeus: right then. And you’re here because?

Maleficent: long ago you and king Adam LeRoi of Auradon made a contract. You brother and one of his children for your peoples safety from persecution.

Zeus: and what is it to you?

Maleficent: today he signed the contract over to my name. And I have come to collect.

Zeus: what?

Maleficent: I have come to claim you for the war effort.

(The king of the Gods bursts out laughing)

Zeus: pull the other one

Maleficent: oh you think this is a game? Oh my dear, dear man. I am afraid you are not understanding me. You see. You are mine. Adam signed you over to me. And you do not get a choice in the matter

Zeus: my answer remains the same.

Maleficent: so much for the easy way. Now let me remember....oh yes

(She clears her throat and her eyes glow purple. This is when “never enough” happens. After the song. Zeus looks at her in mild confusion)

Zeus: was that it?

Maleficent: yes

Zeus: well it didn’t work.

Maleficent: oh well. Back to basics.

(She shoves her hand into his chest and violently yanks out his heart)

Maleficent: there we go. Now. Let me make this. Quite plain.

(This is when “I’m number one” happens. After the song. Maleficent lands gracefully in a dusty rock face. Zeus, however, has been impaled through the abdomen, on a pointy rock mass)

Maleficent: oohoohoo. What delicious irony this is. A rock once saved your life. And now a rock has brought about your downfall. Funny how things work out is it not?

(Zeus tries to say something but he ends up vomiting blood instead)

Maleficent: shh. Shh. Try not to speak. It will make the process quicker. And you would not want that now would you? Now. Just let me take what I need from you and I shall be on my way.

(She conjures up a phial, fills it with Zeus’s golden blood and teleports away, leaving the fallen god impaled on the rock and slowly dying. Back in Ursula’s restaurant. Adam’s and Ursula are waiting for her)

Ursula: well?

Adam: did you get it?

Maleficent: indeed I did. But you know me. I love to play with my food. Has the princess softened?

Adam: infuriatingly, no

Maleficent (stroking Adam’s left cheek, which he leans into): never fear your majesty. I have one last recourse.

(She snaps her fingers and the room is engulfed in darkness with only Maleficent and Audrey inhabiting it)

Audrey: what. What’s happening?

Maleficent: it is alright your highness. You needn’t worry. You are among friends here

Audrey: blow it out your ass

Maleficent: do you know how I became who I am today

Audrey: you were hatched like it?

Maleficent: oh you are funny. You are a funny, funny girl. No. I am, or was, Persian. I wished to rule my people, the country I loved. They refused me. So. I slaughtered them. I made my way to France. And I have not looked back since.

Audrey: what’s the point in this little anecdote?

Maleficent: I loved my people. And they cast me out. The same has happened to you. Except you cling to it like a rat aboard the titanic. That is what I’m trying to disavow you of. Love.

(This is when “don’t fall in love” happens. After the song. Audrey looks witheringly at Maleficent)

Audrey: do you think I’m an idiot?

Maleficent: for the purpose of this conversation, allow me to answer, No

Audrey: it’s not love. It’s guilt. For some reason Ben and Mal feel guilty for me letting you out last year. But the only guilty one is me. Uma tried to kill me last month. And she was right to. What you’re doing. It’s my fault. It has nothing to do with love. They don’t love me as a friend or a family member. They feel guilty. But I’m the one who’s actually guilty. So if you want to kill me then kill me. But just know that in doing so you’ll be doing your daughter the biggest favour ever

(Maleficent’s speechless. She returns the restaurant to normal. Then drags Ursula into the office)

Maleficent: I have been shaken to my core

Ursula: you didn’t get stabbed again did you?

(Maleficent glares at her)

Ursula: ‘pologies

Maleficent: she used my tactics back on me. It was honestly really very rude.

Ursula: my niece tried to strangle me after I polyp’d my brother

Maleficent: yes but this is different. This is about me.

Ursula: understood. Carry on

Maleficent: these children. They have no respect for the old ways. If it was now how it was back then she would’ve ran and hid at be mere mention of my name. But now. She will not break. It is honestly rather infuriating

(This is when “class” happens. After the song. They leave the office to see Adam arguing with Audrey)

Adam: he would have in time

Audrey: he dreamed about her you stupid prick. There was nothing to be done

Adam: he ruined everything by letting that murder of crows into my beloved project. And you were on my side. You should’ve done something

Audrey: look at his mother. It was as inevitable

Adam: I fixed her. I fixed her

Audrey: you corrupted her. And now she’s better

Adam: oh I can’t do this anymore.

Maleficent: what the hell is going on?

Adam: oh nothing. Just having a chat with my daughter in law

Audrey: it was never gonna happen. Even if Mal was never in the picture. Once he was king he wouldn’t have to listen to you anymore. He would’ve dumped me and got with Lonnie or Jane. And he would’ve been right to.

Adam: a king does what’s right by his subjects

Audrey: and he is. By undoing every single piece of damage you caused.

Adam: I can’t do this anymore. I just. I just can’t. I never should’ve given Ben the crown

(This is when “viva la vida” happens. After the song Adam glowers at Audrey)

Adam: enough stalling. It’s time to end this

(He strides towards Audrey, tears out her heart, making her keel over in pain. He then kneels and hands it to Maleficent)

Adam: for you my lady

(Maleficent takes the offering. Then places her hand under Adam’s chin and guides him back to his feet)

Maleficent (gently stroking Adam’s face): thank you. My king.

(Adam glows green briefly before faint dead away)

Maleficent: now. This is one last warning to those of you who wish to not participate in the upcoming battle. If you back out now. I shall not think any less of you than I already do. But if you fight then flee. No power on earth, Olympus or the underworld will shield you from my wrath. Is that understood?

The rest of the villains: understood

Maleficent: good

(This is when “are you in or out?” happens. After the song. Audrey struggles to her feet)

Audrey: so what now? You gonna kill me?

Maleficent: what good would that do? You are still of use to me. Seize her. Take the table

Audrey: what. What for?

Maleficent: I have your heart. I. Control you now. So now you have no other option except to do whatever I say

Audrey: go to hell.

Maleficent: only in your body my dear. Only in your body

(As Jafar and Hook are strapping Audrey down)

Ursula: how’d ya wanna do this?

Maleficent: it is not a simple spell. I shall require your assistance.

Ursula: my pleasure

(This is when “poor unfortunate souls/I put a spell on you” happens. After the song. Audrey’s eyes snap open. They’re completely and fully pitch black. That night. Back in Auradon. Persey’s outside the Kawena Club. Gil, Freddie and Diego are with them)

Gil: why exactly are we here again?

Persey: we’re all family here. And I haven’t spent a lot of time with you guys.

Gil: no seriously. Why did you bring us here boss?

Persey: can’t a deity just spend some time with their family without being questioned.

Gil: okay. Um. Fred. D. Why don’t you guys head over to Dalmatians Donuts. I don’t think the Dearly’s have evacuated yet. I just need to talk with our mutual relative.

(He walks over to Persey who’s currently trying to force open the locked and barred door)

Gil: spill. C’mon. Out with it

Persey: oh I’m not done. I can’t be done yet

Gil: done? What do you mean by done?

Persey: I made a promise to my mother.

Gil: okay....What promise?

Persey: last month. She made me promise. That when the time came. I would bring dad and Hadie to Olympus. And we’d make dad king of the gods

Gil: and you think that since we just saw a god fall to earth. That that is today.

Persey: or pretty Damn close to it yeah.

Gil: Freddie. Diego. Get back over here. I think Perse needs some coverage. Do you what you need to do.

(Persey uses magic and busts open the door)

Persey: the three of you. Get in now.

(This is when “blow” happens. After the song. The next morning. At the docks. Persey approaches their father)

Persey: we need to talk.

Hades: just need to do these last minute checks

Persey: no dad. Now.

Hades: okay.

Persey: first of all. Where’s Hadie?

Hades: making sure all the evacuation points are in order. What’s this all about? What’s happening? You can tell me

Persey: no. Not. Not until Hadie gets here. Can you summon him?

Hades: no. Not until you tell me what’s gotten you so fucking jumpy.

Persey: no. I can’t go over it twice.

Hades: okay....

Persey: Urgh....

(This is when “I still haven’t found what I’m looking for” happens)

#disney descendants #zendaya!mal

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Eunchae smirks and says “My baby is paying me attention, don’t worry you won’t find her because she is dead. Good as dead and if she isn’t she will be.”

Eunchae continues and says “I know you have things up your sleeve and I will make sure you never find her buried or alive. She doesn’t love you like I do! She never will!” She sniffles as she rubs her belly and then says “This baby IS yours.”

Eunchae makes sure that she kills Mingu and Eunwoo and his family. If he won’t have her or accept her then no one will have him.

Meanwhile you are fighting for you life as you are dragged into a bedroom with nothing but you undergarments. This person has had a thing for you or what seemed like it. He never went his far, he got on top of you and said “You are mine babygirl.. mine!”

You didn’t know that the mafia boss has been harassing his family and him making him loose his mind. You didn’t know she was hiding in a closet with a gun to kill you both.

He then looks at you and starts to cry and he screams “I CANT DO THIS, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LET THIS SUNSHINE GO!”

The woman burst out of the closet and screamed back “YOU FREAKING WEAKLING MAYBE YOU DONT CARE ABOUT YOUR FAMILY! I WILL KILL THEM! I WILL-“

She did not get finished because Moonbyul rushes at her surprisingly fast and punches her. She took the gun and shoots her in the face and turns toward the man and shoots him without warning. You get blood all over you as she rushes to you and scoops you up. You turn your head and saw the man smiling as he mouths at you to “Run please run”

It was slow motion for you as you thought he also was a victim in this tragedy. Moonbyul rushes you out while grabbing a phone and hands it to you.

BangPDnim answers the phone as the house explodes. You seven are out before then but once you answer he is in relief. He made your group perform without you knowing they held a place for you everytime. Everyone thought you were dead so once he hears your heavenly and sweet voice he starts to cry.

You said “I don’t know where we are but can we go to therapy? Also, I do not want anyone to know except our groups.”

He says “I won’t tell anyone and I won’t let it leak that you all are alive. I have an idea, please bear with me though.”

You sigh and say “uhm alright I trust you, please don’t be guilty none of this was in your control. It isn’t your fault.”

Once he gets your location he drives y’all to a private building where no one knows the location of. He tells you all his plans to let y’all perform as a group but if that is alright with you all.

The girls look at you and smile and hug you because they gave up on themselves but you were always encouraging them to never give up and you always listen to them. They all start crying and rejoicing that you were the one who never gave up and always smiled.

So-yeon said “Girl! You did it, you actually saved us all.”

You look at her in confusion as she explains “You never gave up even though you took the beatings your determination to get us out made you work hard, so so hard for all of us. Thank you for not giving up thank you for the reminders of our family and friends and fans.” She got teary eyed as she hugged you then burst out crying while you just held her.

BangPDnim already left and Moonbyul said “Let’s shake up the world but first let’s all take a break. I like to sleep.”

-🐣

This bitch has the audacity to act like a victim, and she killed his friends and family and now he doesn’t even know where you are, but he’s never gonna accept his child no matter what she does she can go kill herself for all he cares.

You’re not dead- he’s sure because he knows it deep down in his heart- but before jungkook could insult eunchae even more? His phone rings.

He sighs before picking it up to see hoseoks name lighting up in the screen. Oh did he find you???

Jungkook excitedly excuses himself and goes outside on the balcony to light up a cigarette and answer the phone.

“Hello hyung? Did you find her?”

And she’s not prepared for the answer because he says yes and apparently you’re in the hybe building right now.

Thank God you’re safe.

“ oh my God I can’t believe she’s safe and sound. She is safe though, right?”

He asks for any damage.. he’s going to see you soon. He will just have to go through eunchae first.. and maybe a little bit of sweet words and manipulation will just be the way for him to do that.

“ OK OK let’s talk later because she might hear us so.. I’ll call you soon OK?”

#🐣 anon

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nature-played-a-trick-on-me · 6 months

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I think the most surprising thing about my year has been how my mum has done a 180, is in therapy and actively working on her problems and working towards a job (i wouldn't mind if it turns out she can't work, I'm just really fucking proud of her for taking on such a commitment!)

And then my stepmum being back to trying to ruin the lives of my brother and me, making mean comments continuously (we were on VACATION and she kept making comments and I could NOT shut up and let her verbally drag me and my brother through the mud) and my dad being the biggest enabler. How could you claim to love someone who is bullying your children like some sick and twisted teenager. I'm tempted to text my dad like 'hi do you remember xyz that she said on holiday? How does it make you feel when she does that?' Because I'd love to know what excuse he has for just letting her be a bitch. And we were doing so well!!!!! Things were going well!!!!!!!!

At my graduation she still walked out!! I did nothing to provoke her acting like that! And my MUM turned out to be calm and reasonable and went to drink alcohol free champagne with me at the bf's house and his parents. Petting the cats. Alternative universe was entered that day w regards to my mum

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bisluthq · 2 years

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Been a while since we’ve done AITA and I needed to share this one. I don’t think OP is the AH. I took that as “it’s not Alice’s fault that she’s so beautiful that people fall for her”. Was that the best thing to say? No. Did Emily deserve better? No. I don’t get the YTA and the ESH. Emily’s ex was delusional and left her, Alice had nothing to do with it. Blaming Alice for it is asshole behavior, especially after 3 whole years. I get dragging your ex’s new gf a bit when you’re hurt, it’s not very feminist but it makes people feel better. I don’t think it’s a big deal if you do it a bit and then stop and get over it. But being upset at your childhood best friend because your fiancé fell for her is ridiculous. There are so many insecure people who have been cheated on who are siding with Emily, and sure, I am sorry that someone cheated on you and I know that being cheated on makes people insecure and it sucks. But that isn’t an excuse to be a bitch to someone who did nothing wrong. Emily and everyone siding with her can literally go fuck themselves

https://www.reddit.com/r/AmItheAsshole/comments/vfixoj/aita_for_saying_its_not_her_fault_shes_beautiful/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

So I actually do think OP is the asshole because there were much better ways to phrase that. Like don’t get me wrong, Emily sucks ass and Alice did absolutely nothing wrong lmao (as far as we know like I do wonder if there is more info there and what all Alice considered being “nice” and whether there were points at which she should’ve maybe said something to Emily but also what’s done is done. Fiancé is out of the picture, Alice isn’t with him, and yeah it’s not her fault she’s pretty and clearly a magnetic force of a (wo)man.

I think OP shouldn’t have said that line but Emily should get therapy.

#nat talks internet

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aceyanaheim · 5 years

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General Facebook Inspo Post: no matter what went down you always keep your friends secrets and never talk bad about them. Be A Good Person uwu

Me someone whose first/main abuser was her first best friend and who's had toxic borderline abusive friends after: I'll drag em like Alfaro fucking fight me.

#yay for Ecuadorian jokes being thrown in with american slang #this random shit #personal #srsly tho why this 🙄🙄#my abuser was a bitch and a half if it gets back to her im finally talking maybe shell haul ass to therapy 'fore she self destructs #or has another Deep Friendship and hurts someone else #the 20 yo who blasted me on a chatgroup and bashed me for saying i thoight i might be aro was a bitch too and hopefully she realizes that #having daddy issues and living in a toxic ass house doesnt excuse her behavior ( like excuse you i was literally suicidal at the time.#I never bashed anyone)#ill drag em #ill drag em for here to the pan handle #all i can promise is i won't use their names #abuse cw

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mrpenguinpants · 3 years

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Genshin: When you’re cold [V1]

Whenever I write these it’s always when I have a pile of requests on my desk that I said I was going to get to but never do. I even missed a day yesterday because I crashed and burned and slept the entire day haha. Might miss today too since I’m going out to see my mum.

This is like 90% crack and 10% actual content. I’m gonna post this and proceed to have shock therapy and wipe it from my memory.

I just want to be happy and it’s cold af where I live. I’ve also learned from maagdalen that Russia is insane with snow.

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Today’s appreciation post goes to asoundofdrop. Ty for the love on the Childe HCs hehe. Honestly, just the fact you tag everything blows my mind because I hate tagging so just seeing you do it with my mess of tags (back when I screamed my feelings before tumblr dropped the ban hammer on me) is like wow. That’s some next level effort, wish I had that haha;; I’m just gonna say this in advance, I am so sorry for the mess of tags I’m about to drop on this.

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Genshin: Holding Hands [V1]

Genshin: University AU [V1]

Genshin: Roommate [V1]

Genshin: Royalty AU [V1]

[Masterlist]

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[taglist] <- if you want to be added, please read this first.

@hanniejji @mikeysbike @unionwitch @musekala @twistedsunnshiii @stanzastic @akaasea @xoneaboveallx @adoring-ghost @asheseiler @childelover @dilucsz

@youaskedfurret @snowy224 @mayumintsu @tigerpriestess

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Xiao

Excuse me? What is this cold you speak of? He’s an adepti he doesn’t know what cold is. Is it a demon he’s not aware of? Should he go beat it into submission if that’ll make you feel better? He’s already gone with his spear and out to go slay this cold demon before you can explain what the hell temperature is.

By the time he’s back, he seems so proud of himself for killing a dragonspine yeti that you don’t have the heart to tell him that was literally not what you wanted or expected him to do. Your fingers are about to break their finger kneecaps. pLEASE sir just hold my hand.

Bad idea, he’s been outside in the cold and he’s not exactly wearing mittens so your fingers end up colder. But you’re finally holding his hand that you suck it up and cry when he does actually break your fingers because he doesn’t know what muscle control is.

Keqing

Ruthless business woman one second and then you show up, tell her you’re cold, and she’s reduced to flustered mother hen. All she has on her are these long sleeves that all Qixing wear. Would you like some warm milk? She knows you like your milk heated to a simmer right at 187.7975 degrees Fahrenheit.

Okay, first off, who measures in fahrenheit anymore this is China Liyue. Second off, how the hell does she know that and why is it so precise? She’s already throwing whatever Liyue duties she had back at the poor worker that has no idea what possessed the normally confident and admirable Keqing into this...creature. Making new plans for a heating system in Liyue while also coddling you.

Catch her outside at 3am pounding the snow ground, crying, as she curses Rex Lapis for making it so cold in Liyue when he’s not even the Cyro archon. Zhongli sneezed while looking over papers burning the 3am oil. Maybe he needs to go home before it gets too cold, he might be getting sick.

Diluc

God you’re such an idiot. Didn’t you see how hard the snow was falling? I can’t believe I married someone with 2 braincells. Are you trying to give me a heart attack? What would father in the sky think if my partner died because of frost bite when I’m a goddamn pyro vision user? I can commit arson to make a make-shift fire place, I have the money for the damages.

Dilu- NO I DON’T NEED YOUR SHIRT. IT’S -20 DEGRESS. IT’S OKAY. YOUR COAT IS ENOUGH. PUT YOUR CLAYMORE AWAY WE CANNOT SET THE KNIGHTS OF FAVONIUS HQ ON FIRE WE AREN’T EVEN NEAR THERE. KAEYA IS INSIDE- DILUC - NO COME BACK.

Your make shift fireplace is Kaeya’s “ugly” scarf. That’s it. That’s the post.

Amber

Oh you’re cold? It’s okay, here take her baron bunny to cuddle with while she lights a fire. She thinks she saw some boar’s in the forest, she can make her specialty and that should warm you right up! So sweet, so wholesome. Don’t worry this baron bunny won’t explode in your face, she tripled checked she wasn’t giving you a dancing bomb.

While you’re huddled around a summoning circle of baron bunny’s, nice and warm, is when she relaxes and joins you. She grins to herself and pats herself on the shoulder. See that haters, she can make her partner nice and happy without your #buffamberwhen.

Kaeya

You’re cold? Maybe you’ve just fallen so hard for him that whenever you think of him you get cold. He never knew you cared so much it’s so cut- okok you can stop hitting him now. He’ll offer his scarf if he had one but Diluc might have burned it but he does have his tit window.

Basically impenetrable, you could bounce bullets off it so naturally the cold bounces off. You have to tell him up front that he sound borderline crazy and the fbi are already at his door. The fbi is Diluc. So instead he offers his overcoat and asks you if you would like to join him in some cozy tavern that hopefully has heating.

It’s a nice and comforting experience until he drags you to Angel share and you know it’s just to 1v1 Diluc in the parking lot.

Scaramouche

lol perish

So naturally, you grab his ridiculous hat that he wears to compensate for his gremlin height and throw it like a frisbee.

Go fetch

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God, why is there no official content of you scaramouche you bitch, you’re ruining the aesthetic. This is why I only give you one point of dialogue. This isn’t even funny. It’s a therapy session. This entire post was just for me to say tit window because I didn’t get to say it in my last Kaeya fic.

Wow, I wonder which characters I like in genshin. Could it be “wow I hate everything and everyone don’t fucking touch me” male characters??? Could it be “Head strong but are secretly adorable” female characters?? Kaeya is only there because Diluc is there.

I had to redo all my headers because everyone was taking up so much space in their 240p quality. Keqing is the only one that actually stepped forward when it was picture day. I don’t have enough energy to care about sizing I’m sorry.

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kaylawritesfics · 3 years

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Love Persevering || b.b.

summary: 5 months later, you’re still reeling with the death of your father and Bucky is dealing with his past. You find comfort in each other’s presence.

WARNINGS: swearing, grief, mentions of death, mentions of violence, awkwardness, endgame spoilers?

pairing: bucky barnes x stark!reader

a/n: This is loosely based on the first episode of TFATWS but not really? It doesn’t really follow canon at all. Also yes, the title is a WandaVision reference. There’s not much romance here, mainly just the reader and Bucky bonding over grief and guilt. i’m pretty sure it’s gender neutral but as always lmk if it’s not :)

requests are open :)

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“And now introducing Stark Industries newest CEO: Y/N Stark!”

You plastered a smile as you walked up to the podium. Your ears rang and the applause sounded muffled. This didn’t feel right. You shouldn’t be doing this. You shouldn’t have to do this.

“H-Hi,” the microphone feedback made you wince and you softly cleared your throat.

“Hi. It’s good to be here and thank you all for coming,” the shutter of a few cameras sounded throughout the room and you shuffled nervously.

You looked to the front row and found Pepper, who gave you a reassuring smile and leaned down to whisper something in Morgan’s ear. Morgan nodded at her mother and then looked up at you. She gave you a big smile accompanied by a thumbs up. You grinned at her and sent her a wink.

“To be completely honest with all of you, I never expected to take over the company but, here we are. Here’s to making my dad proud,” you gave a tight-lipped smile and posed with a peace sign for pictures as Rhodey walked back up onto the stage. He brought you in for a hug.

“Short and sweet. Nice job, kid,” he patted your back and quickly brought the ceremony to an end. Your feet dragged as you walked off the stage and you let out a relieved sigh.

“Y/N!” A familiar voice rung out. You grinned as Sam swept you up into a hug.

“Sam!” You laughed, all your nerves fading away at the familiarity.

You pulled away from Sam as your eyes met icy blue ones.

“Bucky,” you breathed out, wrapping your arms gently around his neck as his snaked around you waist.

“Yeah, I’ll let y’all talk,” Sam excused himself, sauntering over to Rhodey. Bucky smiled nervously.

“You’ve been dodging my calls,” you teased as you grabbed a drink from the table you were leaning on.

“Yeah,” Bucky scratched the back of his neck nervously, “Truthfully, I didn’t know what to say to you,” he looked down almost shamefully.

“It’s okay, seems like a lot of people haven’t known what to say lately,” you smiled ruefully, nodding your head towards a group of Stark Industries employees, who were whispering in a small circle and, occasionally, one of them would look over at you and smiled pitifully.

Bucky grimaced.

“You know, my mom called me a couple weeks ago,” you glanced at Bucky over the rim of the red solo cup you were holding and too a drink. Bucky raised an eyebrow incredulously and you nodded.

“First time in like, fifteen years. The last time she called was when I was twelve, right after dad got back from Afghanistan,” you let out a laugh as Bucky shook his head.

“What about you? How are things going?” You inquired.

“Ah, you know, therapy, pardonings, amends, the usual,” he grinned sarcastically, leaning back against the wall.

“Therapy’s good...” you trailed off, nodding slowly, suddenly feeling the awkward atmosphere.

“Yeah, you look like you could use some,” Bucky eyed you up and down, noticing the bags under your eyes. You snorted out a genuine laugh.

The sound of tiny footsteps pattering against the tiled floor caught your attention.

“Y/N!”

“Maguna!” You picked Morgan up and slung her over your shoulder.

As she giggled as she leaned down to whisper in your ear, “Mommy said you look awkward.”

“Well, tell mommy I’m naturally awkward and that it’s not my fault,” You sent Bucky an amused smile as you sat Morgan back on the ground and she took off running towards Pepper.

“You wanna take a walk?” You asked Bucky, already starting to walk towards the back exit of the building. Bucky nodded and followed you out the door.

The two of you found yourselves walking down the path of a quiet park downtown.

“So, how have you really been?” Bucky spoke first, glancing over at you with concern.

“The grief comes and goes, I guess. Like, sometimes, I’ll be working in the lab or playing with Morgan and I get this really heavy feeling and a pit in my stomach,” you explained, wringing your hands.

“Guilt,” Bucky answered.

“Huh?”

“That feeling, it’s guilt. Trust me, I know guilt. You feel guilty that you’re able to do all the things he liked to do,” Bucky explained.

“Huh, I guess you’re right. What about you? Are the nightmares still bad?” You questioned, recalling the late nights you and Buck shared in the compound, drinking coffee and talking after nightmares.

Bucky sighed defeatedly.

“They’re getting better, I guess. Recovery’s a bitch,” Bucky laughed humorlessly, running his metal hand through his newly cut hair.

“Yeah,” you whispered, staring down at your shoes. A mixture of grief and guilt washed over you as you took in Bucky’s tired appearance.

“I wanted to be there, you know?” You admitted, coughing anxiously. Bucky looked up in confusion and raised an eyebrow.

“At Steve’s funeral,” you explained, “I just couldn’t bring myself to go. Got dressed and everything but I just couldn’t bring myself to walk out the front door.”

Bucky grimaced again and his eyes fell to the floor.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there,” you let out a deep breath, barely reaching out to brush your hand against his.

“It’s ‘kay,” Bucky whispered, kicking a pebble with the tip of his shoe.

“Would’ve been easier if you were by my side, though,” he continued, turning his head to make eye contact contact with you. You smiled softly, bumping him with your hip. You cleared your throat awkwardly.

“Steve would be proud of how far you’ve come, Buck,” Your hand intertwined with Bucky’s and you gave it a short, comforting squeeze as the sun began to lower beyond the horizon.

“They’d be proud of you too, kid.”

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thecountesstribe · 2 years

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TRIGGER WARNING!!! SPOILERS AHEAD.

Alright all shit aside that scene with Nate and Cal was fucked up and scary. Some people interpretation of the situation was that Nate was SA by Cal and others interpretation of it was Nate seeing the tapes of Cal at such a young age warped Nate. I'm leaning more towards the second interpretation. Nate becoming the very thing he despises has got to be alot for him. Combine that with Cal and Marsha's fucked up parenting, Nate was bound to grow into a pos. Nate seeing himself as one of Cal's partners/victims was really sick.... I don't know how to put it into words, it makes sense in my head but I get why Nate is the way he is. Not excusing his behavior cause majority of us unfortunately have some kind of trauma and we chose to not to be pieces of shit. We go get therapy or roll up and sort that fuckin shit out. Victimizing people cause you were victimized yourself is not an excuse, if anything you're supposed to know better, but I get that it's not as black and white as it is. His parents failed him. Marsha purposely turning a blind eye was just as bad. She had to know what Cal was doing. What parent doesn't know their kid?!! This would never be a Nate sympathy/apologist blog but I just get it.

Now onto Maddy and Cassie.... I was really trying to empathize with Cass up until she fuckin slept with Nate but Cass is a really bad friend. The fact that Maddy loved, probably still does love Cassie, more than Nate and was more hurt over the fact that Cassie betrayed her was heartbreaking. Maddy confessing by the door that Nate put her through hell and Cassie still went ahead to live with him and was flaunting being with him during school was downright trifilin and disgusting. Maddy called Cassie her soulmate and meant that shit and when she said she would've never did that to Cassie, that hurt bro.

Am I the only one who doesn't trust Samantha.. idk something about her is off.

For all Mama Suze faults you can't say she doesn't love and support her daughters. Just hope she can heal so she could get her happy ending. She was so proud of Lexi, it had me gushing.

I'm glad to see Rue thriving and getting sober. Leslie needed to have that talk with Rue. She honestly would've killed herself trying to save Rue and it would've destroyed Gia in the end. Finally they're acknowledging Gia in this. That baby always gets the shitty end of the stick. This quote, "sometimes you have to let go of stuff or people that destroy us no matter how much you love them" resonates deeply with that conversation. Rue dragging down herself will in turn sink everybody around her whether she wants to or not. Idc how much people love the idea of Jules and Rue but Rue needs to stay away from her. Rue and Jules aren't good for each other. She enables her behavior and then acts innocent. What Rue said about her was facts. Still haven't forgiven her and Elliott and I never will.

Ethan my darling. I love him your honor. Kat looked so pretty this episode. Fezbae and Ash need to be OK. Ashtray spidey senses are tingling and I need him to figure it out before something happens. The only reason why they got caught slipping is cause Ash went to the bathroom. We all know our boy is sharper than that. Faye is upsetting me. Fez was so nice to her bro.. His grandmother did warn him about his heart of gold but he can't help it. Haven't met his mom but that's her child. I just really don't want Fez heart to fuck him over in the end. Fez nervousness when getting ready was really sweet and adorable. You'll always be handsome baby. Lexi and his relationship is really fuckin sweet 😭💜. Also them messing with Lexi and her Halloween costume being Bob Ross was hilarious. I hope Rue and Lexi could get back close.

I'm done ranting now, the producers were some hoes for doing that cliffhanger. Bitch I got anxiety and this is all I'm gonna think about till Sunday.

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The B*tch

Title: The b*tch

Summary: It’s a game for you and Bucky. Sometimes you even burn a whole town down if you must.

Square Filled ‘Second Chances’ for: @buckybingo

Rating: Explicit 18+

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Characters: Steve Rogers, Dot, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff

Warnings: angst, language, love-hate relationship (toxic relationship), public blowjob (light), light fingering, mentions of anal sex (nothing happens, no description), mentions of infidelity/break-up, implied/mentions of threesome/foursome, smut, unprotected sex, public sex, forced voyeurism, possessive Bucky, hair pulling, roughness, implied character’s death, therapy, roleplay

Words: 5,3k

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Divider by @firefly-graphics

A/N: Please head the warnings. The reader and Bucky have a toxic relationship in this. Both are awful people.

“Steve, tell your boss to keep his bitch in line,” you growl, tapping your glass to order another drink. The bartender smirks, watching Steve Rogers, the right-hand man of the most feared man in Brooklyn cower in front of you. “This is my club, and I don’t like hussies at my club, nor whores.”

“Doll, don’t make a fuss,” Steve tries. “I know you and Buck got a war of roses going on, but he didn’t think much of bringing that girl here.”

“I said, I don’t want his whores at my club,” you whip your head to meet Steve’s eyes, narrowing your eyes. “And I don’t mean girls making money with riding dick. I like prostitutes, Stevie. They are always polite and know how to dress. Suzie over there works here every night.”

“Y/N, stop right now. You know every club pays Bucky good money. Every club except for you,” Steve warns.

“I don’t give two shits on Barnes. I make the rules here,” Steve doesn’t like you slide your hand over your thigh, patting the hidden knife. He knows you love to wear a knife strapped against your thigh beneath your crimson silky robe.

He follows the motion, eyes glued to the slit in your dress, revealing your thigh and the tattoo on it. The one you will remove soon enough.

“Still got the tattoo, doll? I knew you can’t get rid of me completely,” a smug grin on his lips, and a dopily smiling Dot on his arm Bucky waltz toward you as if he owns the club.

“Oh, the trash made it out of the house,” you batt your eyelashes, chuckling lightly. “Didn’t think she can walk on her own.” turning around to face the bartender you give her a sweet smile. “What do you think, Wanda, doll. Does that woman look like she should be at my club?”

“I don’t know, boss,” Wanda smirks. While refilling your drink, she looks at Dot, shrugging as she doesn’t want to get in trouble with Bucky. “I’m not into cheap chicks.”

“Give me two cherries,” you coo, ignoring Bucky fumes right next to you. “Maybe give Steve water to make sure he doesn’t dehydrate. He looks so pale tonight. We don’t want him to get sick.”

“On its way, boss,” snickering Wanda pours Steve water, relieved she doesn’t have to talk about Bucky’s latest arm candy.

“Steve, tell my ex to shut her nasty mouth before I stuff it,” Bucky barks orders at Steve before he sits next to you on his favorite barstool, the one he used to occupy when you still were a thing.

“You wish,” you sip at your martini, looking anywhere but at Bucky. “Why do you come back here? There are other clubs in Brooklyn, with owners liking you, Barnes.”

“I like the atmosphere and the drinks are good,” he smirks, placing his favorite knife onto the bar top. A silent warning for you to watch your tongue. “What can you recommend?”

“To leave,” you quip, sipping at your drink.

“You know, it’s a crime to put cherries into a martini,” Bucky mutters, watching you place one of the cherries on your tongue, moaning at the taste.

“I give a shit on your opinion, Barnes. If you would excuse me now, there are tables, a dancefloor, and restrooms you can use,” you jerk your head toward Dot stand next to Steve, still grinning at you. “Take your bitch and leave me to my drink and the music.”

“Ya know,” Bucky leans closer to breathe in your neck, “you should fuck more often to get the stick out of your ass, my love.” his fingertips ghost over your back, draw circles in your skin.

“Ya know,” you get your knife out to press the tip into Bucky’s crotch before Steve can even flinch, “men like you should watch their tongue and balls. One day someone will break into your house and cut them off. Now go.”

“Little bitch.”

“I used to be your doll,” you say, a little too bitter. “Sadly, you couldn’t keep it in your pants,” you chuckle.

“Bitch,”

“Cheating bastard,” you dip your head to glance at Dot. “You should hurry to disappoint the next woman. Maybe you will keep your promises this time – huh? Or maybe she’ll get empty promises too.”

“One day someone will cut your sharp tongue off,” you press the tip harder into his crotch, smirking when a hint of pain flashes across Bucky’s features. “Maybe I’ll be the one to do so.”

“Aw, you can’t take the pleasure away from all men in Brooklyn who want a blowjob from me. You know,” leaning closer you brush your lips over Bucky’s ear, “men love it when I use my tongue.”

Bucky shudders, remembering the way you went down on him. Teeth, lips, and tongue. “You weren’t that good.”

“What a pity,” you smirk, hiding the knife in your garter. “I just wanted to remind you how good I can blow you off.”

“You sure?” Steve chokes on his water when you slide off the barstool to pat his cock, right in front of his boss.

“What the fuck, doll?”

“Oh, you believed I wanted to suck your dick?” you chuckle. “No, I wanted to go down on your tall blonde piece of meat and show him a good time.”

“Go ahead and show Steve a good time,” Bucky challenges, watching you slowly unbuckle Steve’s belt.

You don’t care the club is crowded or that Bucky is right next to you and Steve.

“Y/N, doll,” Steve mumbles when you slide your hand over his chest down to his abs. “Stop, you don’t want to do this.”

“Stevie,” you coo, giving his lips a peck, “you should know I do what I want, and right now,” you tug harshly at his pants, shove them down his legs, “I wanna suck your dick and show you a good time.”

Steve swallows thickly, but what can man do when a woman like you shoves her hand down his boxers to run it up and down his swelling length.

“Oh, you are packing, sweet Steve,” you moan, hand leaving his boxers too soon to shove the fabric down his thighs.

No one at the club dares to watch you. You’re at the VIP section, the one reserved for and your friends. This part of the club only belongs to you, and you can do whatever you want without anyone spying on you.

“Doll,” Steve’s breathing quickens when you ever so slowly sink to your knees to cup his balls. “You shouldn’t.”

“Don’t tell me what I can do, Stevie,” you smirk, hand fisting his cock harshly. “That’s a nice cock, a big one and I’ll worship it. Don’t you want my lips around your dick?”

“Y-yeah-“ Steve chokes out. “But B-Bucky is right next to us, doll. Can we go somewhere private?”

“No, baby,” chuckling you roughly grip Steve’s cock. “I want to prove a point, Steve, and want to choke on your cock right here and now.”

You lick over the wide head, smiling to yourself when you hear Bucky bark your name. He dangerously growls it, wants you to stop but you relax your jaw and go for the goal.

“If you dare to suck his dick, I’ll end your life,” he growls. “Y/N, I’m warning you, doll. Don’t you-“

It’s too late, you suckle at the tip of Steve’s cock, ignoring Bucky throws a tantrum.

“What, James? You told me I’m boring and you want to move on with a hotter chick. Obviously, Stevie has a different opinion and is hard as a rock for me. Now lemme get him off, he’s so hard it would be a waste to not suck his dick.”

“Stop being a brat,” fisting your hair Bucky drags you off Steve, leaves his friend panting and unsatisfied behind.

“Let go of me Barnes,” you try to swat Bucky’s hands away, but he pushes you onto the couch at the VIP section, growling low in his throat. “I wanna suck Stevie’s dick, James. Let me suck his fucking cock!”

“Be good now,” panting heavily Bucky pins your hands above your head, to hold you down. “You will not suck Steve’s cock, not before you did so with mine.”

“I won’t suck your pitiful dick,” you spit into Bucky’s face, grinning viciously when he growls low in his throat. “Now get off me! This is still my club.”

Bucky’s eyes drift toward your legs, especially the tattoo on your thigh, the one with his name on it.

“This is still all mine, doll. Forget about Steve’s cock, mine is all you’ll get. No one in this town will ever touch you.”

“You fucker!” you try to kick Bucky but he takes the opportunity to settle between your thighs, smirks as you can feel his erection press against your thigh. “Get off me! You made sure no guy I hit on fucked me?”

“It’s the law,” Bucky breathes against your lips, “Y/N, Y/L/N is Bucky Barnes property. I laid claim on you years ago, my beloved wife.”

“The fuck! I’m not some fucking property, you dickhead,” you cry, fighting Bucky with all your strength. “I will kill you the moment you get off me. I will start with cutting your balls off and end it with carving your heart out of your chest!”

“Damn, you really want to suck Steve’s dick,” Bucky grins. He pecks your nose, snickering when you try to bite him. “Did ya hear, Stevie? Y/N wants to suck your cock so badly.”

“Barnes, get off me,” you mutter, tilting your hips to rub your core against Bucky’s erection. “Or get me off.”

“Interesting,” he smirks, eyes drifting toward your chest. “But I don’t fuck bitches,” you huff at Bucky’s words, wiggle harder in his hold.

Your stiff nipples strain against the thin fabric of your silky dress, force Bucky to remember how it felt when you pressed your sweaty body against his chest, nipples scraping his skin.

“Then get off me, Barnes, and leave my club. Take your sweet puppy with you,” you growl. “I’m gonna find another dick to suck tonight.”

“You had to fuck with her again, didn’t you, Buck?” Steve sighs, tugging his cock back into his pants. “Damn, why didn’t you let her finish me? She’s so good at sucking dick.”

“That was a one-time thing, and we were all drunk,” Bucky growls. “And it was one of her fantasies. Y/N is not for you to touch.”

“Didn’t look like it when you encouraged her to give me a blowjob,” cursing under his breath, Steve stomps toward the car. “I had a raging hard dick.”

“Do you think I give a shit! She’s still my wife, Steve,” Bucky sneers. “If not for our friendship, you would lie six feet under right now.”

“Bastard!” tossing the divorce papers onto Bucky's desk, you scowl at him. “James, you told me you’ll sign the papers weeks ago. Now you sent them to me, unsigned and a picture of your dick glued to it.”

“I’m not going to sign that crap, kitten. And I know you loved the picture. I bet you got off looking at my dick,” leaning back in his chair Bucky roams your body with his eyes. “You look ready to get eaten in that black pencil skirt, baby doll. Why don’t you come over here and let me shove my hand down your panties?”

“Everything is a joke to you,” you roll your eyes, not in the mood for one of Bucky’s games. “You wanted out of this marriage, you got out. You can’t suddenly change your mind.”

“I can and did,” he shrugs, eying you shamelessly when you cross your legs. “What happened last night will never happen again, doll. If you ever try to let another man touch you, he’ll die. Everyone in town knows you are mine.”

“You can’t-“ you growl, hands balling into fists. “What do you want for letting me go? I don’t want to fight anymore. I’m tired of your games. Do you want my club? You can have it! Just sign the papers and I’m out of town for good.”

“You would give ‘Artemis’, the club you built out of nothing, up to be free of me?” you shrug. Nothing you can’t accomplish. When you are free of Bucky you will start anew.

“New town. New club,” Bucky huffs at your words. “It’s nothing special. People want to dance, drink, and fuck everywhere. The only difference is, there will be no James Buchanan Barnes fucking me over.”

“I did not fuck you over but fucked you thoroughly,” you scream in frustration, grasp the first thing on Bucky’s desk to throw it at him. “I even let you fuck Stevie.”

“That was a birthday gift, and you had your turn too,” getting up you want to attack Bucky, but you don’t get far.

“Come here doll and get some,” he already grasps for your arm, moves faster than you can blink to push you onto the couch at his office.

“Get off me,” you fight with Bucky. Slap his face, tug harshly at his hair, fist his clothes before you end up on top of him.

He has you on his lap, your legs on each side of his thighs moments later to shove your panties aside, fingers pushing inside your dripping core. “Fuck, you’re dripping for me, doll.”

“I’m just needy thanks to you, Barnes,” you growl, hands pawing at his jacket, tugging harshly. “Give me something, anything…”

“My dick?” he cocks a brow, groaning when you nod eagerly. “Just a minute baby doll,” husking the words Bucky rips your panties apart. “Lemme call Steve to join us.” He grins, revealing he tricked you again.

“Fucking asshole,” you slap his cheek harshly, growling his name. “There I believe you can act like an adult.”

“Just let me call him and he can watch me fuck you like a man,” Bucky grips your waistline, fingers digging in your flesh to hold you on top of him. “I want him to see how good I can make you feel.”

“I wanted to get off, not give your best buddy something to jerk off,” you growl, pushing against Bucky’s shoulders. “Jesus, we are a mess, Barnes.”

“I know, but I love you,” you sigh, forehead pressing against Bucky’s. “Can we not try again? I know that I fucked up, but give me another chance, doll.”

Your hands cup his face, and you breathe against him. Your forehead still touches Bucky’s heated one, and you just take a moment to feel him against you.

“I want Dot gone, not just out of your life but out of town. I don’t care if you send her to hell or Timbuktu. Just get rid of that grinning bitch,” you mutter. “If you get rid of her, we can talk again.”

“Uh-erm,” Bucky tilts his hips to press his erection into your core. “Can we still fuck? I didn’t touch Dot, I swear. Yes, I had a few flings here and there, but I know you were riding Steve’s dick over the last months.”

“What can I say – he has a nice dick,” you smirk, hands kneading the knots out of Bucky’s shoulders. “Maybe we can invite him once in a while?”

“What will I get in return?” Bucky husks, searching your eyes. “Doll?”

“You can do that thing with your thing,” a deep guttural growl leaves Bucky’s chest before you find yourself underneath the mobster, pinned to the couch.

“Give me five and I’ll get her out of town. And then, I want to do the thing with my thing in your ass.”

“Not today,” you grumble. “Get me off first and show me you’ll not stray again. If you can prove you are worth my time, you can conquer my ass.”

“I wanna-“ Bucky whines. “You better let me fuck that tight ass, doll. If not, I’ll not let you cum for months…”

“Promises…promises…”

“Bye, bye, Dottie,” you coo, waving at Steve. The tall blonde drags said woman out of her apartment, not caring Dot screams, fighting Steve with tooth and nails. “Have a nice trip!”

“Bitch!” Dot growls, screaming on the top of her lungs. “You can have that bastard back. He barely made me cum.”

“Did you fuck her?” growling the words you glare at Bucky. “James Buchanan Barnes! Did you fuck that woman?”

“Maybe a little?” Bucky shrugs, rubbing his hands over your arms, grinning sheepishly. “I was barely inside, ya know.”

“What the fuck! There is no ‘I was barely inside’, James. You were inside and fucked her or you weren’t,” you punch his chest harshly. “There is no halfway!”

“Fine, I fucked her ass,” your husband grumbles. “What can I say? We were on a break, and I was lonely.”

“Don’t you fucking dare to tell me you were lonely, Barnes,” pushing against his shoulders you ignore Steve tries to drag you off his friend. “Good thing I rode Steve’s dick excessively. Damn, he was so good!”

“If you don’t stop talking about Steve’s dick I’ll let him fuck you right here, in front of all my men! Maybe I’ll let them have a turn too – huh? All of them!” Bucky threatens, not liking the grin on your lips.

“Oh, please! As if I didn’t already fuck all of your men! Sam was the first I blew off in your car! He tasted like a goddamn popsicle!”

“Lying bitch!” Bucky is in your face, breathes heavily when you exclaim Thor had you on your husband’s desk, followed by his raven-haired brother. “You didn’t fuck my men!”

“I did and if I want to, I’ll do it again. Right here. Right now. All of them in all my holes,” you jab your finger into Bucky’s chest, snickering when he wraps his metal hand around your throat.

“You better think before you speak to me again,” he growls. “Get in my car and shut your mouth.”

“Aw, don’t you want one of your men to shut my mouth with his dick?” you retort, laughing when Bucky roughly shoves you toward his car to bend you over the hood.

“You want to act like a whore, I’ll show you what you’ll get,” Steve tries to stop his friend when Bucky rips your dress down your body, followed by your panties.

“Oh, do you want to fuck me, or will you ask a real man to do so?” laughing manically you spread your legs. “I’m ready for all of them, James.”

“Fucking bitch,” he unzips his pants, impatiently getting his dick out. “I’m gonna fuck you right here for all my men to see.”

“Promises again-“ you giggle, not missing Steve tries to stop his friend. “Will ya fuck me now or shall I ask one of your men?”

“Shut up,” his cock slaps against your ass, and his men turn around, not wanting to peak on you getting fucked. “If anyone takes his eyes off my wife, he’ll fuck her after me!”

“Did you just offer my pussy to all of your men? Naughty, James,” you grin, imagining getting filled by all of Bucky’s men. “Damn, yes.”

“I might add, anyone putting their hands on my wife will die, slow and painful!” you whine, disappointed you’ll only get Bucky’s dick. “Now shut the fuck up and just take my dick like a good girl.”

“Aw, you still think I’m a good girl, Bucky. That’s so sweet of you,” giggling you tap your fingers onto the hood. “Will I get your dick now or do you have performance issues in front of your men?”

“Fucking bitch,” his metal hand roughly fists your hair, presses your face into the cool surface of his car, gives you a stark contrast to his hot cock that nudges at your slit. “I hope you are wet because I don’t care if it hurts for you.”

“Bastard,” filled to the brim seconds later you struggle to breathe. Bucky is not gentle by all means, he roughly grips your shoulders, holds you down like you are nothing but a hole to fill. “Fuck me like a man, if you can.”

“Buck, can we not leave,” Steve grumbles, eyes glued to your body pressed to the car. He would never tell anyone so, but Steve loves to fuck a girl on a car.

“Watch and maybe, you’ll get a turn too. Sloppy seconds and all,” Sam tries to not look, knowing Bucky is too engrossed in starting to fuck into you. Brock on the other hand rubs his hand over his dick, listening to all the noises you make for your husband.

“Buck, this goes too far,” you moan loudly, feeling Bucky speed up. He doesn’t care if you get off or enjoy the ride; he simply wants to lay claim on your body again. “Bucky!”

“You’ll watch me fuck my wife, Sam,” Bucky moves his hands to your hips, holds your body in a tight grip. “I dare you to look away.”

“Bucky likes to have an audience while we fuck,” you quip, pushing yourself up onto your elbows to meet Steve’s darkened eyes. “Look at you Steve, so hard while your best buddy fucks his wife.

“Can you stop flirting with Steve?” Bucky starts to drag you onto his length, groans with every harsh thrust. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to not let you cum.”

“Don’t challenge me, Barnes!” while you bicker with your husband, his men silently sneak toward their cars, leave you to your coupling. “You better make me cum!”

“Little bitch wants to dictate my life,” he ruts into you, hands pawing at your flesh. “My doll wanted to fuck Stevie, and I let her. But then I want to fuck Natasha and she freaks out.”

“As you didn’t ask me to do so! You fucked her in our bed, and she wore one of my dresses,” you growl, pushing back onto Bucky’s length. “All those bitches, you fucked them on our bed. I would’ve never fucked Steve on our bed!”

“Hypocrite!”

“Cheater!”

“Fucking cum.”

“I’m trying but you lost your mojo,” you pant, smirking at Steve. He’s the last man standing – or rather the only guy watching you and Bucky fuck.

“Steve, make a mental note. We will put my wife in the dungeon and play with her all night long,” whimpering you look at Steve, imagining all the cruel things both men will do to you.

“Please.”

“Cum and I’ll hurt you so good…”

“I forgot we got a freaking sex dungeon,” you roll on your back, stretching your sore body. “So, who’s going to get me food?”

“Steve?”

“I don’t feel my legs, Buck,” Steve groans. “How about you go, and I’ll just lie here, ignoring my sore dick.”

“Don’t be such a baby,” you tut. “I only tried to show you a good time. How should I know you can’t take it?”

“Stevie, if you want to keep up with my wife, you must train your dick,” Bucky snickers, looking around the room to find his pants. “Sam, why are you still on the floor?”

“I need a break,” Sam pants, glancing at Bucky who ushers toward the door to unlock it. “I never thought I will ever not want sex.”

“Aw, my sexy soft bear can’t get up from the floor, Bucky,” you sigh deeply, closing your eyes for a moment.

“Did you hear me?” the female asks, disturbing your moment of silence. “Mrs. Barnes, did you hear me?”

Your eyes snap open and you feel the heat creep into your cheeks. Your therapist looks at you, expectantly, waiting for you to answer her question. “What did you imagine?”

“I-I,” you sigh, realizing you daydreamed once again. “To pay him back and, have some fun,” you sniff now.

“How did you do it? Who are you when you pay him back?” she asks. “Describe the person you are in your dreams.”

“When I imagine paying my husband back, I’m sexy and wild. Not meek and boring. If only I was a little more like that woman, he would’ve never found someone better, sexier, and more interesting.”

“Mrs. Barnes, you are not boring nor unsexy. Men cheat on their women for other reasons,” she tuts. “We talked about your low self-esteem.”

“Doesn’t change the fact she’s a ten and I’m a two, maybe even a one,” you sniffle. “I guess he will file for divorce soon enough to marry that woman. I can’t do anything and feel so helpless. What can I do? Bucky doesn’t love me anymore, maybe he never did.”

There is a knock on your therapists’ door, causing her to frown. “Just a minute, Mrs. Barnes. I wonder who dares to disturb our session.”

“It’s okay,” you give her a soft smile. “I can open it for you, and you can make some more notes.”

“We need to talk,” when you open the door, Bucky stands in front of you, panting heavily, an envelope with papers in his hands. You assume he wants to deliver the divorce papers today, so you nod silently.

“Okay, come in,” defeated you open the door a bit wider to let Bucky inside. “Let’s get this over with.”

You walk toward the couch, holding back the tears while Bucky strips his coat off, tossing it onto the couch, ignoring your therapist completely.

“You need to stop talking to your therapist about me,” he begins. “Y/N, what will happen when she tells anyone about the stuff you told her.”

“I only told her about my doubts, that I feel like a grey mouse,” you sniffle. “There is nothing wrong with it. I try to feel better and get over the fact that I never was pretty or sexy to you.”

Tears run down your face, and you choke out a sob, hating yourself for it. “What the fuck, doll. I gave you time and space, but you’ll not talk about shit with a stranger. I want you to talk to me!”

“About what, Bucky? There is nothing left to say. You want that sexy woman, and I’m going to fade in grey again,” you shrug. “It is what it is.”

“Fade to what?” running one hand down his face Bucky sighs. “Y/N, doll. I was drunk and Natasha asked me if she can stay in the guest room. When I walked into our bedroom she was there, wearing little to nothing.”

“How could you resist a woman like her while having someone like me at home. I’m not-“ your voice cracks when you look down your body.

“I-I’m sorry that I almost had sex with her. I was stupid. We had this fight, and I was weak that night, baby doll,” he crouches down next to you, gently touches your foot. “Look at me, doll. Natasha can’t compare to you.”

“’s okay, Bucky,” you shrug. “Men like you shouldn’t go for girls like me. You belong to Natasha or anyone else but me.”

“Fucking shit, Y/N! Yell at me. Scream. Throw things. Do anything but blame yourself for my infidelity. I was drunk and made out with Natasha. This was not your fault, it was mine, doll,” he runs his hand up and down your leg, tries to make you talk to him.

“I will sign the papers, no problem.”

“Papers? What papers? I got you the photos you wanted of the puppy,” Bucky opens the envelope to place the pictures of one of the puppies you liked onto your lap. “I-you see.”

“Puppies? I don’t understand, Bucky,” sniff, wiping your eyes with the sleeve of your shirt.

“Y/N, can we not talk about what happened?”

“Mr. Barnes, I’m glad you made it to one of our sessions,” your therapist clears her throat, watches you make space on the couch for your husband. “Why don’t we talk about your problems? Maybe I can help you?”

“OHMYGOD, Bucky,” you giggle, slapping his bare chest while he tries to slip inside of you. “Hey, shouldn’t we do one of those pair therapy exercises?”

“I’m on it, beautiful,” your husband slams into you, ignores you are still sore from your last encounter. Well, you barely made it out of your therapist’s office without fucking the life out of each other. “Aw, you were such a cute shy girl, and I, the big bad mobster just came to the session to help you cope.”

“You’re an asshole,” you pant, cunt already soaked again. “But fuck me, baby. My therapist will be so fucking proud of me for taking the next step.”

“Next step, huh? You went straight to fucking me, Steve, and Sam. That’s not the next step, it’s the ultimate.”

“Yeah, and it was great,” your nails bite into Bucky’s back, leave angry red lines but you don’t care. “I’m gonna lay claim on you again Barnes.”

He growls, hips crashing into yours. “This cunt is mine. No more Sam or Steve,” you hum to yourself, lean back, and decide to just enjoy the ride. “What? Don’t just lie there, doll.”

“I’m tired but want an orgasm. Come on, Buck, work that body,” you grin, watching Bucky move on top of you. “That’s what you wanted. Right? A girl like Dot, who just lies there and takes it.”

“Damnit, doll. Move your body,” he groans when you decide to buck your hips. “More, Y/N. I wanna feel you move your body…”

“So, a second chance?” your therapist asks when you shyly sit on the couch next to Bucky. Oh, how you love to pretend you are not the devil in disguise.

Your red lips curve into a smirk and you wonder if that smart woman will ever find out the truth about you and Bucky.

“Yes, we will go for more sex and fewer puppies,” Bucky grunts, patting your thigh, squeezing it roughly with his metal hand. “Truth is doc; my girl needs a cock more than anything. Sometimes I’ll bring Steve in, to help me fuck her.”

“What?” your therapist stutters, looking at you with wide eyes. “Mr. Barnes!”

“Oh, she loves it, doc. Last time it was an orgy. I watched Steve, Sam and Thor take turns. She was covered in cum and screamed only my name,” Bucky grins like the devil, already patting his hidden gun.

“I-I,” unsure what to say or how to react to such a confession your therapist slowly gets up from your chair. “I think I’ll need fresh air.”

“Sit, doc,” his voice dangerously low now Bucky dips his head to look her straight in the eyes. “Did you think I don’t know you were selling all those nice information my wife gave you to my enemies?”

“Buck,” you sigh. “Don’t kill another therapist. I liked that one—”

“Great, now I must find a new therapist thanks to you,” watching Bucky parade around your bedroom, a smirk plastered all over his face you roll your eyes. “Seriously, Barnes. You killed three of my therapists in not eight years.”

“The first dared to say we should file for divorce. I know he only wanted to get a taste of your pussy,” your husband mutters.

“Yeah, but what about therapist number two? He didn’t do anything wrong, still, the cops knocked on my door not days after his disappearance.”

“Hey, it wasn’t me!” Bucky snickers. “Maybe Steve didn’t like your therapist blamed him for our failed marriage.” The bastard shrugs. “Or I had to show him no one touches my wife.”

“He didn’t touch shit, Barnes,” you growl, watching Bucky open the door to the bathroom to reveal his next gift to you. “What?”

“May I present to you—” he smirks when a black cat waltzes into the room, “that’s Hades, its soul is as black as yours.”

“Don’t say shit about black cats,” patting the mattress you watch Hades jump onto the bed, purring. “I love black cats.”

“I know, doll,” laughing Bucky sits on the bed to watch you pat the cat.

“This is your last second chance, Barnes. Next time I’ll just kill you...”

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imfiguringitoutlovely · 3 years

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hhh- i didn’t find your faq so my apologies if this isn’t what you write, ignore this if you want!! I was thinking like, male reader hanging out with kaminari & mina, skating and then going for some ramen. platonic, if that’s okay. thanks darling!!

kami and mina spending the day with their bestie

pairing: platonic!kaminari/platonic!mina x gn!reader (they/them)

genre: FLUFF CITY BITCHES

warnings: platonic fluff central

author's notes: AH THANK YOU FOR THIS YESYESYES!! also, on my masterlist is a quick message on what i write and the one thing im really NOT writing haha.

also also, i made it gn!reader since i used "you" and less dialogue than i usually would in these, i hope that's ok!!

but yes, yes, platonic kamimina bc hhh they're so?? they are therapy LMAO

also this came out shorter than i really wanted it to? im sorry fjdmd ill try to make longer ones in the future.

(had to find this on Pinterest bc the gifs here were super low quality, sorry!)

saturday afternoon. freedom, at last, from your packed schooling schedule. nothing spectacular had happened as of late, and though you'd usually count the lack of news as a win, all it did was make every class feel longer than the last. this was especially grueling when taking into account your anticipation for the plans on your schedule for saturday afternoon.

you, ashido, and kaminari usually spent time hanging out in your dorms (mostly yours and ashido's because kaminari's room got messy over the week despite his weekly monday cleaning). if it wasn't the dorms, it was the mall, or at the very least the common room.

there was the big three, the three musketeers, and then you three; the three virgins skaters. and yes, this week, you three decided that you'd have to live up to that name and actually go out.

after club day, you three went to your respective dorms, changed, made sure you had your off-campus permits to avoid trouble, and got your things together before going down to meet at the gate.

mina, of course, was in her rollerskates.

denki had his board under his arm, the board he said reminds him on his other best friend shinso.

and you had your (skates/rollerblades/board) ready to go.

"you have your permits, right?" mina gave a 'yup' with a pop and denki pat his back pocket to reassure himself that he had it. "alright, and i brought an extra bottle in care you lose yours again-"

denki groaned and followed as you and mima started your walk out past the gate. "it was one time months ago in training, people get bottles mixed up." the lighthearted excuse was met with laughter that carried you three into a rather pleasant conversation on your way down the hill. once you reached the bottom, you got your chosen means of transport ready and started going to the skate park.

closed for construction.

just your luck. and yeah, you were about to curse out the sign and even kick the chains a little while sulking, but then mina insisted it was a good opportunity to go around the area to see what had changed since you three had last gotten out.

denki, knowing you'd probably stop at a bodega before you three headed to get the ramen he'd listed on the day's itinerary, happily agreed and was quick to drag you away from the chained fences.

a lot of the exploration was done without much talking. you were all focused on moving and observing, but it didn't take away from how together it was. you were sharing this, learning and moving forward as a group, and it felt really freeing considering going to the mall got kind of old after the first ten trips.

and yes, you stopped at a bodega where you each bought some snacks for yourselves and other friends back at school.

by the time you were heading to the restaurant, the sun was starting to set. you three were definitely beyond hungry, but your permits only allowed so much time out.

you all ordered to go, and then were quick to take your food back up to the school (without your wheels, walking was easier).

"hopefully the ramps open up again soon." you three were finally walking back onto campus, silently but mutually agreeing that it'd be nice to continue the day with you three sitting out in front of your compound for dinmer.

"i actually liked going around the city more." denki put his board down and started using it to head to the dorms. he was a lot more free to skate than he was down the hill, but apparently he preferred the latter.

"really? the sidewalks were kinda crowded." mina felt it the most. a lot of people moved more for the skateboarder, but mina had to sort of waddle through.

"maybe we can ask aizawa if cementos could... i don't know... pull a favor or two in one of the training facilities?" they loved your way of thinking. you were already one of cementos' favorite students with the way you clearly, outwardly admired his quirk.

"we really are on the same wavelength." mina stretched after putting her things down onto the grass.

"you sound like that 'spiritually aligned' guy on tiktok-"

"and this is where you stop talking and eat your dinner, skaterboy." another laugh went around among the three virgins skaters of UA.

yeah. saturday afternoons were good.

even when denki dropped more than half of his ramen after laughing at an incredibly stupid reference you made.

#x male reader #xmale!readerblog #x gender neutral reader #nonbinary #x nonbinary reader #my hero academia #fanfic #denki kaminari #mha x male reader #mina ashido #mina x male reader #bnha #read with me lovelies

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coffeecakefanfics · 3 years

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Blow off some steam Bucky Barns x Fem!Reader

CWQWarnings: language (always), adult themes, gym talk

Requests are open!

My dm’s are also open bc I need FRIENDS BITCH

Trying to reintegrate into modern society was and is rough. Therapy was rougher. The new tactic? working out to blow off steam. Bucky was skeptical that it would work, in fact he turned the proposition over in his for two weeks before dragging himself to the local gym. There luckily weren’t many people in the building when he stepped foot inside.

“Hi, welcome how can we help you,” the woman at the front desk smiled at him. He pursed his lips and stepped up to the desk.

“Um, How much is a membership?” he let his eyes drift around at the people and equipment.

“23.06 a month with a $10 star up fee,” she opened the computer.

“Have you been in before?”

“No”

“Would you like a tour?” Bucky let it set for a few seconds.

“ That’d be nice actually” he followed the woman around as she pointed out all the equipment and the locker rooms and ended with a tour of the spa. He mulled it over and decided to go ahead and sign up, maybe it’d work, maybe not. That was yesterday and today he stepped foot in the gym at a bright and early 5 am. There were maybe 10 other people in the gym. He headed to the locker rooms, chewing on the inside of his lip, still skeptical that this would lead anywhere besides his strength being shown off. A woman ran into his backside, he quickly flipped around.

“Oh shit, I am so so so so sorry, I was on my phone and paying attention,” she stuttered and held her hands up a bit, “Are you okay? I didn’t knock you too hard did I?” panic filled her eyes. Bucky let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“No, you’re okay just kinda spooked me, ’s all”

“Oh thank god,” she shook her head and laughed. “I haven’t seen you in are you a new member?”

“oh, yeah I uh, I signed up yesterday,” he tried to relax, he did, but he felt on edge in her presence.

“Oh nice, good job for actually coming, some people don’t. it’s a big step,” she seemed to beam,” oh shit, sorry, my name is Y/n,” she held her hand out. He slowly took it in his own.

“James, but my friends all call me bucky,” he shook her hand.

“okay James, well I’ll let you get to it, um if you ever need a spotter while here I don’t mind,” she smiled before ducking around him to the women's locker room. Bucky let out another breath and let his eyes wander to where she disappeared.

He got back to his apartment and flung his bag across the room. A ding on his phone got his attention.

“It’s a Match”

It was the girl from the gym, a bright smile in her picture. How did he not recognize one of the girls he’d swiped on, he sat for a minute, still not sure how to talk to a woman yet and make it sound nice.

Y/n: Hey, don’t mean to be weird but i’m still on if you want a spotter ;)

His breath hitched. He didn’t know her, the whole dating thing felt like a mistake to him. His head swam a bit as he tried to think of a response. It’s not like he needed a spotter, or even to work out, his therapist just made the suggestion. He can’t be rude about it, he doesn’t want to push all these women away. He’d like to make a place in today’s society.

Y/n: I’ll buy you breakfast tomorrow after, if you’d like

He held the phone tightly. He swallowed the lump in his throat and let his leg bounce.

B: Sure, sounds good

He sent the message. He read it over, over, ‘It sounds stupid’ he let his head swim again.

Y/n: Great, see you at 5?

B: of course

This was a mistake, he felt his stomach churn.

There she stood, in the offshoot room stretching. He took in how her legs looked in her leggings, the way her hips looked and how it hugged her ass and thighs,how her white tanktop was slightly see through ‘ Don’t be gross buck He took a deep breath and walked over to her.

“James, you made it,” she smiled and leaned up from her stretch.

“uh, yeah I couldn’t pass it up,” he smiled awkwardly. She took note of it.

“So I don’t want to do anything crazy if you don’t want to, we can take it easy today, you just tell me what you’re comfortable with,” her smile never faded.

“Can I be honest,” he looked her over again. She nodded. “My therapist told me this might help me blow off some steam, I don’t really know how it’s supposed to, I also don’t really need a spotter or to even be here I just- “ she held her hand up to stop him.

“James, I know that, I mean not the therapy part but that you don’t need a spotter. I just needed an excuse to talk to you if i’m honest too. I know who you are,” she bit her lip.

“Y-you do?” he gulped.

“Yeah, You were with the avengers right? I’ve spotted you with them a couple times. I just didn’t want to be weird about it,” she shrugged. Bucky took another big breath and relaxed his shoulders.

“Where do we start?” she lit up at that.

The two sat next to each other stretching out, covered in sweat. She was telling him about how she got into the gym life. He sat and listened, actually happy that she saw his arm and didn’t think twice, happy that she let him talk when comfortable and filled the silence when she realized he just wanted to listen most of the time.

“So James, where would you like to go for breakfast?” she let her left leg stretch out in front of her and leaned back on her hands.

“Earnie’s diner still open?” he looked back to her. She nodded and stood up,

“Sounds like a plan,” she smiled as they walked out.

The two sat across from each other tucked into a table in the back of the restaurant, she had given bucky the back seat so he could look into the restaurant on purpose.

“So if you don’t mind me asking, how exactly did a guy like you end up on tinder?” she looked up from her plate at his blue eyes.

“My therapist thought it’d help me reintegrate into society. Honestly i’m out of touch with dating, I haven’t really done so since. . .” he trailed off for a second. “But what about you? I mean you’re gorgeous”

She blushed a bit at his words, “Well aren’t you sweet. Honestly I got out of a bad relationship, a coworker suggested I try it but it mostly led to guys who just want to hookup. Which is fine but I want more than that now,” she shrugged and took a bite of her food. He studied her every move.

“I’m sorry to hear that,” He took a sip of coffee.

“It’s okay, I mean it let me get with such a hot date,” she winked at him. Bucky felt his face go red.

“I- thank you,” he smirked. They continued to talk and eat. He insisted on walking her home.

“I had fun today,” she turned to him after unlocking the door.

“I did too,” he smiled, a real smile. She felt her heart flutter. “Can I take you out to dinner?”

She blushed bright red. “I can’t tonight, but i’m free thursday,” she looked up at him.

“It’s a date,” he nodded.

“It’s a date” she smiled and opened her door, “I’ll see you James,”

“Hey Y/n?”

“Yes?” she turned back to him.

“Call me Bucky”

“okay, I’ll see you later, Bucky,” she smiled at him and closed her door, leaning against it.

Maybe the gym wasn’t such a bad idea after all

A/N: I’m rust on writing as in like I haven’t done it for months. I think I might do a part 2 if people want it, I know it’s not great in sorry.

#bucky x reader #bucky barns smut #bucky barns fluff #bucky barns x y/n

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