#i just wanna be ok it's so infuriating being fucked out of it Still
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Tell me a story about reader trying to hide something from Spencer Reid (fluffish)
A Not-So-Secret Secret
Spencer Reid x F!Reader
Fluff and Secrets and Pregnancy Revelations
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It was like trying to play tag with God. You took a step, and he followed. You turned a corner, and he was there waiting. It was fucking impossible. He seemed to be everywhere at the same time; his light brown eyes forever following you around, detailing and documenting every odd move and every evasive answer. It almost made you feel sorry for the serial killers he interviewed and every suspect he’d been in contact with.
Almost.
While you were becoming increasingly infuriated with his passive observational skills, you were still determined to keep it all a secret. Soon, you would make your little announcement, apologize for being so moody the last few weeks, and give an excuse for all the seemingly random running out of rooms you’d been doing in the early mornings. Soon, you’d sit him down and spill the beans; pray that he’d be OK with it all. Soon. But trekking through the damp woods of Vermont while looking for an UnSub was neither the time nor the place.
Even though he was a few yards ahead, you could somehow still feel him watching you. It was as if he had eyes behind his head, or, at the very least, a bit of ESP that transcended the physical limitations of the human body and let him watch you no matter where he was. The internal workings of his mind were surely a sight to see. Maybe someday, you mused, you’d put him in an MRI machine and map his genius in real-time.
Fallen branches snapped under your boots and the fog chilled your bones. The FBI windbreaker you’d grabbed instead of your usual wool coat was not enough to stave off the dampness. Pausing for a moment, you cupped your hands and breathed into them, hoping to take the frozen sting off of your fingertips.
Spencer heard your footsteps stop and spun around instantly.
“Are you OK?” His voice was low but his concern carried easily through the trees.
A deep breath squared your shoulders and you prepared to resume your hike. “Absolutely,” you replied with a wink and a smile.
He knew you were lying. He always knew. What he didn’t know, you hoped, was why.
To your left, the heavy flapping of wings caught your ear, and you turned to see a large black bird taking flight. You followed it upwards, watching its impressive wingspan darken the sky as it ascended. As it faded into the gray sky, a line of smoke appeared about half a mile away. A chimney. The scent of burning logs floated by on a cold breeze and the smell turned your stomach. Quickly, you dropped your face into your hand, desperate to hide your gag.
Spencer was a foot away when you straightened back up. His eyes were narrowed, his lips drawn into a tight pink line. He let his hand hover over your shoulder, unsure if you’d allow it to land.
“Y/N-”
Clearing your throat, you brushed him off with a reassuring but fake smile. “I’m fine.”
“You’re not.”
Damnit. “Spencer, if I say I’m fine, I’m fine.” You crossed your arms and tried to stand your ground but another wave of nausea struck you. The wretch clicked in the back of your throat and you swallowed it down, hard. “Let’s go,” you insisted. “I’m freezing.”
He sighed. “I told you to wear a sweater.” His hand fell lovingly on your shoulder. “You know, the weather in this area this time of year can-”
You cut him off harshly. “I do not need a lesson on the weather patterns of New England, Spencer!”
He flinched at your tone and slowly curled his fingers as he lifted his hand away. He frowned and nodded thoughtfully. “Sorry.”
Your heart sank and you cursed every wayward hormone and chemical in your body. “No.” You shook your head and sighed. “I’m sorry. I’m just…” Moody and terrified. Starving yet nauseated; freezing yet sweating… “I’m cold and I wanna get back to the hotel. This is getting us nowhere.” Did I mention I’m gonna throw up if I have to keep smelling that fire? “Let’s just hurry up and do what we came to do so I can go home. OK?” Also, my feet hurt and I’m a little dizzy.
He studied your face for a long moment and then nodded. “Let’s just go. We’re only a mile from the car and I doubt we’ll get much further before you pass out.”
His words flowed in one ear and out the other before spinning around and slapping you in the face. You jolted.
“Uh, what?”
“You’re shaking and you’ve gone a little pale.” His hand returned to your shoulder. The weight was reassuring but his words had you on edge.
Do you know? You stared up at him, eyes narrowed in suspicion. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I said I’m fine.”
His other hand pressed gently against your cheek and you melted into the comforting warmth. “You should probably eat something too. I have saltines and water in the car. It’ll settle your stomach.”
Son of a bitch. “Not hungry,” you fibbed, “but thanks.”
A gurgle from your stomach told otherwise and you gave up. Tiny tears welled in your eyes and you sank into yourself a bit. Busted. Found out. Betrayed by your own gut.
Spencer smiled sweetly. “You know I know, right?”
You rolled your eyes. “Well, I do now.”
He pulled you close and kissed the top of your head. Wrapping your arms around him, you settled your head over his heart.
“When were you going to tell me?” he asked.
“I don’t know, when my water broke?”
He laughed. It vibrated through him. “Why were you afraid to tell me?”
With a sigh, you pushed away to look up at him. He was handsome and messy and you wanted to punch him in his stupid perfect face for being so smart. “I wasn’t afraid, I just… wanted to… I don’t know, I mean, we never talked about kids or anything but-”
He stopped your ramble with a kiss and held your face gently in his hands. “It’s a good surprise,” he whispered. “We’ll figure it out, OK?”
His smile was honest and you relaxed. “OK.”
“Good.”
“But seriously, I need to eat something or I’m going to puke all over you.”
The walk back to the car was somehow easier. Perhaps it was the relief of not having to hide anymore, or maybe the prospect of crackers ahead. Either way, it felt as if you were floating over the dead leaves.
“I did hide it pretty well though, didn’t I?”
He laughed under his breath at your query. “Yeah. Pretty good.”
Who’s lying now?
“When did you figure it out?”
Spencer pushed his glasses up a bit and looked off towards the big black SUV waiting at the edge of the forest.
“Few weeks ago,” he admitted.
“Really?”
“Yeah.” He smiled. “You left the pregnancy test on the sink.”
Son of a bitch…
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ღ WhinyChoso!XBlackFemReader (FriendswithBenefits) ღ
ღ I wanna be yours ღ
You and choso where best friends with benefits nothing more when you where stressed and wanting too release it he was there , there was always an agreement too this from the beginning, DO NOT CATCH FEELINGS .
But it was so hard for choso , he was so crazy over you , he loved you if he wasn’t fucking you he wasn’t fucking anyone , he only wanted his dick too be yours , so seeing you not move the same way as him was infuriating.
Times you would call too come over , he always brushed you off saying he was busy , or he was sick , it was all so weird but you didn’t push it .
You gave him his space … something he wished you never did because he wished you were worried about him in the slightest so he could tell you how he felt … but he was so afraid too ruin your friendship.
So he found you walking from class back too your dorm , with the same pretty smile you held on your face you grabbed his hand and stuffed them in his pockets from the cold breeze , you’re such a fucking tease , you do these things that make him fall inlove and it’s aggravating.
“Hey honey “ he looked down at your figure before pulling his hands away he looked forward and continued his reasoning for coming too see you .
“I want too talk about something ?” He asked as the both of you approached your dorm , he gazed at the smaller figure infront of him struggling to unlock the door too your dorm .
“Wassup” you asked tugging at your lip before finally getting into your dorm , he followed you in being met with the same greenery he’d seen everytime he came over matching your clothes you’d had on everytime a long brown skirt that covered the 1 inch heels that you slid off taking off your coat uncovering that tube top that cuffed your breast he’d seen a million times but still so helplessly gawped for .
“I don’t think I wanna continue this friendship with benefits things anymore …” she looked at me with worry but immediately that changed , “ Are you seeing someone , you want too take serious ?” He chuckled and shook his head no “ No I’m not “ he wouldn’t dare if it wasn’t you .
“Oh well…ok “ you smiled and grabbed your remote control and sat on the couch , patting the seat beside you for him too sit down there , he took his seat mind racing on your last response too him , feeling empty , maybe he was crazy .
Getting under his chest you laid there and put a blanket over the both of you while you wondered away at the movie he couldn’t stop thinking about you, your response did you really not care …
He looked down at you , his eyes found your breast and he felt his hand pull down your tube top latching too your nipple, “Choso “ he sucked like a baby whining , you where rejecting him and it hurt him so much .
“Choso you said you wanted too stop “ she chuckled softly brushing his brown locs away from his eyes too see tears rolling down his puffy eyes , “ baby what’s wrong ?” He pulled away salivating from your nipples , “I can’t get enough of you but it seems like you’ve already had enough of me “ he whimpered desperately like he needed you , like he was lost without you .
“What do you mean ? “ he whimpered getting too his knees , he was done using his words , if he knew you where what he wanted why didn’t he show it , pushing your skirt up your thighs he nuzzled his nose in your heat breathing in the filthy scent of your arousal .
“Choso talk too me “ you whimpered trying too focus on his mental health and not how good it felt too have him pressed there , “ I don’t want too , you’ll just push me away “ he whimpered , weary face pouring more tears as he lapped at your sopping hole through your pink panties .
Now you where whimpering cute pink nails grabbing his face , trying too bring him up too yours but he didn’t allow you too , “what’s wrong with… you ?” He just lapped at your soaked panties looking at you with hungry eyes , before unzipping his pants he pulled out his hard on stroking his cock , you where a fucking angel , so heaven sent he didn’t want anything else , fucking his fist he whimpered into your cunt , before you found yourself pulling aside the sticky panties so he could bury his face into your cunt .
He couldn’t be any happier , sucking on your clit like a fucking child he was pathetic he knew that of course , you’ve never met whiny choso , he always was so quiet is this why?
He needed too feel that tight cunt if it meant dying for it , finally he let you guide his face too yours , staring directly into your honey eyes , he sighed , “ I’m fucking inlove with you I feel so stupid cause I knew from the beginning not too fall for you “ you gasped at his words and his dick sinking into you , grabbing his waist you looked up at him biting your lip eyesbrows falling down, you whimpered .
“Why didn’t you tell me ?” You pouted , you would’ve of course tried too meet him halfway it’s not like you haven’t before , he was everything , and you wouldn’t want too make him cry .
“I’m trying , I just don’t like the feeling when you act like you don’t care about me “ you hummed at his voice trying so hard too listen but he was going so slow with his strokes he was so gentle never rough with you and that’s what you liked .
“I do care , I don’t wanna see my pretty boy cry , you know ?” You cuffed his sweet face and he fucking couldn’t do it , he was so fucking inlove with you .
“Don’t do this too me “ he whimpered he didn’t like for his emotions too be played with and you smiled , “I would never , I love you , you know that I’ll meet you halfway if it means us being together “ she wouldn’t say she felt the same way but she definitely loved him too the point she could see her self trying with him , it was too good too be true .
“I love you too baby “ he leaned closer kissing your plump lips he tugged on it , feeling you tighten around him and he was being a bit more sensitive because he was filling your cunt so much he had too pull out so he could give room for the rest , you sighed , but he wasn’t done till he gave you your orgasm that was just Typical choso .
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Quick little rant y'all can ignore (I just love ranting too much)
Unpopular opinion : it is NOT to be a hipster or to be like "I'M NOT LIKE OTHER GIRLS~" but very often either I will hate or just not be interested to watch at all the newest Tumblr fandom. I really feel like a Tumblrite but sometimes it feels like I just can't enjoy or be hyped by whatever the others are hyped with without doing it on purpose, as if we have nearly no common taste. I mean sure we all are unique and loving everything others we do is boring and impossible and would prove the person is shallow and can't be true, but just, absolutely nearly every big Tumblr fanfavorites annoys me
Superwholock ? Sherlock was nice but not THAT nice and the others never interested me. HH/HB ? Loathe the characters and story. Lackadaisy ? Don't understand the hype. Nimona ? Don't care. She-Ra ? Hated it. The Owl House ? Can't stand the posts on my dashboard nor the charadesigns. Centaurworld ? I know it is one of those things that look lame in the trailer but from what I got gets deeper, but I saw it being so much overhyped I can't. Green Eggs and Ham ? Ugh couldn't it have just been the old cartoon ? Arcane ? The more people said it was revolutionary the less I wanted to check it out. SU ? I used to love it but then it betrayed me with how badly written it endes up to be. SVSFOE ? Except one or 2 arcs it was not my type and the ending infuriated me. Ducktales ? Only season 1 was good to me. Miraculous Ladybug ? It broke my heart so fuck you show. Encanto ? "Narcissic families are ok and misunderstood if they are pretty". Wendell and Wild ? The demons did look interesting and I was curious for them but sadly the main character is insufferable and Idgaf she is sad she is still an asshole but gets away with it. Wednesday ? Tim Burton understood NOTHING avout the Addams Family and flanderized Wesnesday. HtTyD ? Should have been a standalone. LOK and to be fair ANYTHING coming after ATLA books comics and upcoming series included ? Burn em to the ground. Rise of the Guardians ? Seriously the animation is gorgeous but you have the blandest plot and characters ever but everybody calls it original and groundbreaking wtf ?! Arlo the gator boy/I Love Arlo ? Ew it looks ugly as fuck and I am VERY wary of titles that self congratulate (coincidently the Lou! franchise became very shitty when it was renamed into I Love Lou Very Much so it ticks me off) makes me wanna do the contrary and hate Arlo. Carmen San Diego ? Didn't care. The Cuphead Show ? Only season 1a is good 1b and 1c are shit but because "gae devil" everybody loves it holy shit the game is better. Frozen 2 ? Admit it, you liked it ONLY because you see Elsa like a lesbian and wanted to go "HAHA GET FUCKED" to Let It Go. AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON LIVE ACTION REMAKES
Some I even actually just didn't dislike it or care at first but it was seeing all the excessive posting and love for it despite 1) not wanting to watch (I love Arlo, never I wanted to kill a gator child so much force of seeing him on my dash) and/or 2) seeing legetimate problems and flaws and yet everybody ignoring it (Encanto, I hated the end but I did like the movie itself but seeing everybody justifying the end made me loathe it) it turns into hate. But some I hate from the start but seeing everybody love it anyway makes me wonder if at that rate the problem is me and I nitpick too much or of course like everyone I just have my own tastes and what pops up on my dash is not a reflect of universal taste ?
But I often call it a curse because everybody seems to have fun and it's as if I am doomed not to like and it looks like what the audience usually loves is just not my type, which sucks because I don't have many people to vent about it, not many people to gush about the obscure things I love because I am cursed to really invest myself in old fandoms I only find about now or stuff that don't even interest much people but fit my specific niche tastes, dashboards flooded with "OMG GUYS WATCH IT IT IS *SO* IMPORTANT AND THE BEST EVER" making me want not to whereas only 3 likes on posts of franchises I love that are barely known or loved... Probably why I have so many obscure fandoms actually. I am SURE it is subconsciously why I wanted to give a chance to Elemental and Avatar 2 since nobody talked about it in good or at all here !
I am not even sure and just like me those who love these franchises and are part of these fandoms must just have their own specific intersts peaked of course and if so it is absolutely alright ! But often I see they all have a pattern and I feel like, like when I ranted in my posg that defends Elemental, that they will love it and adore it just for ONE element not matter the rest hence why they only talk about that one element that irritates me when I am flooded in posts praising it but really it is just that element. "Omg so much representation" ok cool what is the plot "it is a trans allegory" yes but more precise ? "it is so GAY (affectionate) and girl power !!!" yes but ? The characters ? "Oh the characters are minorities some are LGBT half are POC and some even have a disability and they fight heteronormativity and traditional beauty standards" ok ok I GOT it but what are they like as people !?! "there is a canon gay ship in it I love them little blorbos" I DON'T GIVE A SHIT DAMMIT WHAT IS THE PLOT AND HOW ARE THE CHARACTERS "also it has a varied cast and is made by minorities and women !" Ok bye now I won't be able to help but see it being loved only because of those and not for its story and it will make me bitter about it as if there is nothing else but that to defend because it implies the scenario itself isn't that special for people to only talk about the Christmas present package rather than the content
It is very occasional I will actually get curious because it IS my type thanks to Tumblr : WOY, Pinky and the Brain Undertale, Good Omens, TDC : AOR. It needs to strike a sort of special chord in me to go "uh !?! A modern cartoon that feels like an old cartoon with funny designs and animation and funny characters !??! Uh !?! 2 gay mice that were probably not meant to be gay but they accidentally cracked many eggs in their portrayal and to think I was not interestee when I thought Brain was bidimensional and didn't give a shit about Pinky like I thought ??! Uh !?! Fun skeletons and a macho fish woman with cute pixel style !? Uh !?! Angel and demon are friends and were on Earth for years looking for a kid !?! Uh !?! In that prequel it shows one reformed Skeksis being actually good helping Gelfling and in a relationship with his Mystic ??!" And other Tumblr favorites I loved like idk FNAF, MLP FIM, Spiderverse, Puss in Boots 2, The Bad Guys and usually in general most popular big studios block buster animated movies I loved and others did were stuff I found by myself which Tumblr just coincidently did too so it doesn't count. Some I even discover them years later when the hype died down and nobody speaks about it anymore (reinforcing my idea that IS probably wrong that they don't even really love it but just go "OO SHINY" when something is new and pretty) that I can notice and love years later or at least late a franchise, like I don't wait on purpose I just really discover it at this moment or something peaking my interest only happened recently or peaked my attention now
Those aside most of the time I will really not be interested, a third of the time because "I am told to so I don't wanna" and it has to be myself or it will feel like a chore like when I am recommended stuff IRL I will actually postpone even if if I had not been recommended I would have started watching it earlier (I heard from a friend this looks like a symptom in a type of neurodivergence but I AM NOT SURE), a third of the time it really doesn't look or sound like my type of story at all and I keep wondering why there is nothing new for me and why everybody is so hyped by it, and a third I actually give a try and I end up straight up hating it or just finding it meh and overrated. I just need to find my own fandoms myself, even if they are obscure, that spark my interest, hoping they don't become bad in the end (SU, Ducktales, the Cuphead Show, Miraculous Ladybug etc. Sigh) which happened too many times already and makes me even more wary force of experience about what is popular since even when I myself find it becomes shit people still love it. And of course they totally HAVE the right to never would I harrass and police what people have to like and dislike, but it kind of feels lonely at times and sometimes it makes me think if something is wrong with me not to enjoy what seems to be enjoyed by everyone else and if it is my fault ; and thinking that even makes me anxious and guilty feeling like I am ranting for nothing and people will think I am an attention seeker making me even more gjulty and so on which becomes a vicious circle with my anxiety
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I'm just so fascinated by the fact that Eddie, who hasn't known Buck for as long as Bobby, recognized and verbalized that Buck sees himself as expendable and therefore acts as such Bobby thinks (or want to believe?) that Buck feels indestructible and reacts/responds to Buck's self harm and constant near death experiences as such.
Also, Eddie understands that Buck needs to be useful/helpful to everyone all the time, so he went "You wanna be useful? Ok. Help me out, then. If something happens to me on or off the job, I need someone to take care of my son and I only trust you to do that" and honestly, props to him for figuring that out and then proceeding to give Buck a way to be useful to him and a reason to not die.
And, like, if the situation were different, I would probably just say Bobby could have, should have properly communicated with Buck that he just didn't want to watch him nearly die again (which is perfectly reasonable and understandable and everything!) so that Buck could've kindly reminded him that a doctor, a literal entire trusted medical professional who knows what they are talking about, cleared him to go back to work and that he let Chim get back to work a month after he took a fucking rebar to the fucking skull.
But, I mean, you also have to remember Bobby saw both of his kid's corpses and watched his wife die right in front of him so he's already got that trauma and that he's a recovering alcoholic and alcohol negatively affects your emotional intelligence (and so / does trauma) so in that way it makes sense why it didn't occur to Bobby to just tell Buck why he wasn't allowed to go back to work, but he's also just... A human being, so he's going to mess up and make bad decisions sometimes that will usually be fairly infuriating and what he "should've" done will be obvious to the viewers, but maybe not so obvious to him.
But also, back to Eddie.
Eddie.
Mr. Diaz.
Sir.
You yelled at Buck in the middle of a grocery store about him neglecting to still spend quality time with your son who had you especially stressed out at the time having reoccurring tsunami nightmares during the lawsuit. So stressed out, in fact, that you managed to physically fight a man over a parking space, get arrested for it, get bailed out by Lena because he couldn't call Buck about it, join an illegal underground fighting ring, and nearly kill a man in said illegal fighting ring. Because you missed Buck and needed his help and support at that time.
Eddie. Sweetie. You literally played The Son Card with Buck, like, as if you two were divorced parents having a custodial disagreement in the middle of a fucking grocery store because you missed him after asking Buck why he couldn't "just suck it up", which Chim told you was harsh. Sweetie.
But with the parents Eddie has and the added army trauma, it really does make sense how Eddie handled the situation. As sourced above, trauma fucks you up and affects how you handle particularly stressful situations. So, like, of course no one was going to handle this stupid mess well.
And then there's Buck's entire childhood to think about and oops, this was about to turn into a rant. Nope, Buck's My Sister's Keeper-esque childhood is another rant for another day.
Uh, in conclusion, petition for the firefam to just go to family counseling at this point.
#9 1 1#eddie diaz#bobby nash#evan buckley#firefam#I Just Have A Lot Of Feelings#usually about Buddie but today I guess it's Buddie + Bobby
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Cravings pt1
So this is a Chief Jim Hopper story. It's set in the 80s. Hawkins is not infested with Demogorgons or anything lol. It's basically normal Hawkins. You're an independent teenager and Hop takes care of you sometimes. He's very protective and it makes you feel things.
WARNINGS: age gap, forbidden, etc
Jim was someone who was always just there. He never cared much about anything, besides his cigarettes and the vodka that resided in his silver flask. You lived in a small town, and there wasn't much to do other than fill up on substances. Hop watched you like a hawk when you were younger, protective of your innocence and honor. Boys often stayed away, unwilling to risk jail time or even a beating just to get in your pants. It was infuriating to you. But, at 16, your hormones got the best of you, and Hopper suddenly peaked your interest. You fantasized about the intimacy and relationship you could have had with him, and although it was forbidden ( and illegal for that matter), that made you all the more tempted. You took up every offer to get a ride home with him, or even stay at his cabin when your parents were away. Of course, he never crossed any lines, despite your efforts.
Eventually, you turned 18, and it was at least legal to make a move on Hop. Yet, the last two years forced your maturation and you realized the weight of the consequences of those hypothetical situations. Not to say you weren't still attracted to Hopper- because you absolutely were- but you held back your hormonal impulses.
One day, late May, Hop picked you up from school. It was your last day of classes, and you were planning to go to a party later that night. Your parents chose to go out of town for a couple weeks, for your dad's business affairs, and they left Jim to attend to any needs you had. Yes, you were 18, but you never learned to drive, and you still relied on your family for most things. Hop picked you up around the corner, like usual. You got up from your curbside cement seat and opened his truck door. His scent of cigarettes and cologne filled the car, and you made a face, despite your familiarity with it.
"What? Can't handle the musk of a man?" he smirked, teasing you in the way he always did.
"I can, but that's not what I smell."
He glared and you smiled back obnoxiously.
You got to the cabin soon enough, and you rushed to the couch to take a nap. Hop followed through the door, and woke you out of a near slumber.
"You can take my bed, I wanna watch TV anyway. " He shooed you away to the bedroom.
You groaned and walked over, collapsing in the sheets, covering your head with the comforter.
You fell asleep instantly. Two hours later you awoke to the faint footsteps of Jim in the room. He knew you were a light sleeper, so he tried to tiptoe, despite it being his house. Yet, it woke you from the long nap. Hop didn’t realize you were awake as he raided his closet for a more comfortable shirt to lounge around in for the next couple hours. He found a white undershirt as his match. He unbuttoned his chief uniform, as you held your breath, trying not to be noticed.
He unclothed his chest and slipped on the shirt. You felt your stomach turn as he reached for his belt, undoing the rest of the uniform, and replacing it with gray sweatpants that somehow revealed a whole lot more than the tight beige khakis he wore to work.
You breathed heavily, not realizing the volume. He whipped his head around, surprised.
“Oh, hey kid. I didn’t realize you were up. Sorry, I just needed to grab some clothes.”
“No- I uh, I just woke up,” you muttered.
He smirked to himself, catching you in a lie.
You glanced over at the clock, with newly red cheeks. You realized it was already 9 o’clock.
You cursed and rushed out from under the sheets.
“Fuck, Hop, sorry- I have this thing tonight with some friends. Ya know, for the last day and everything.”
“Ok, well I’ll grab my keys.”
“No, no. I’m gonna walk.”
“Kid, you either let me drive or you get locked in this room.”
You gulped at his domineering tone. Of course you nodded.
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Me just giving my honest opinions.
Ok so I've been working a story about p03 and the challenger (because good lord most of the fans of inscryption are only there for that smug sassy android asshole!)
Since I'm still working on that story but I feel like contributing at least three more post about this masterpiece of a game I'm just going to give my opinions on the scrybes (be ready for magnificus slander because I'm about to drop a doo- no, no. Not gonna let that out yet.)
Regardless I'll be doing this in order of the scrybes stones (1st grimora, 2nd leshy, 3rd the smug android, 4th the living moss pile)
Grimora. Oh boy, I'll be honest I have.. complicated emotions about this old scrybe. One I love her character and her motivation but for the love of GOD does she also makes me infuriated. This is the card lover in me but like.. I wanna play more. Let me have my final fight with leshy that doesn't involve DELETION! Regardless, I like her character.
Leshy. If it wasn't obvious by nickname I give this grampa of the forest. I enjoy leshy. All this Man is wanting to do is play cards. Yeah he sealed his fellow scrybes into cards but ah it's water under the bridge. 2/3rds of them deserved it anyway. So yeah if I could befriend any scrybe. It be leshy.
P03. I... I have a love/hate relationship with this smug sassy android. I want to punt him into the stratos but also enjoy when hes a smug little shit. I'll either being laughing at his death or laughing at how well he plays the Uberbots. This smug sassy ass android will always have me rolling.
Magnificus. So I've had a positive reaction to almost all of the scrybes. This isnt one of them. Pardon me as I'm about to take a FAT SHIT all over this MF. Those who haven't caught on, I hate this pile of LIVING MOSS! One he's a horrible, HORRIBLE! Teacher. Like yeah he taught his students magic but may I remind you whats happening to them RIGHT NOW. Ones head is impaled on a PIKE! A FUCKING PIKE! The other one is just straight jello at this point Aside from his eyes and brain. Oh yeah and the last one just straight up hates the pile of moss during act 3! I have a deep hatred for magnificus and even deeper hate for his boss fight. I'm sorry I don't care if the games already random MY CARDS EFFECT SHOULDN'T BE!
Ok... I'm done. Sorry I probably subjected you all to brain rot but I just wanted to get this out.
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I am back have yOU SEEN THE PV ???
screaming without the s
ok ok ok but like I M A G I N E ???
Marius being a brat with his little grin. Teasing you as you sit on his lap while he tries to work on the dress. He can't fathom why you're squirming so much — he offers you a fake pout, "is it the pins?" He sounds concerned, and he does a good job faking it. The perfect lilt in his voice. The annoying pout on his face. You practically want to smack—or kiss—it off of him, but you don't know which anymore. It's all blurring together. His hands are touching too lightly for you to be truly satisfied; alternating just enough to take the edge off. Still, it feels so far away, so distant. You don't even remember when you started riding his thigh, and that didn't feel like you. Too needy. Too desperate. But you've been stuck like this for what feels like hours and it's chipping away at every part of your resolve—at first, it was genuine; dedication to his work that drove you slightly to distraction. You bit your lip and powered through. Close your eyes, you thought. Breathe. And it worked — for awhile. But then he wanted you to sit on his lap. It seemed innocent enough, but if you were thinking at full capacity, you would have realized the impracticality sooner. Before your thighs were planted over his knee. Before his hum rumbled through you. "Mm. A little closer?" And it had all fallen from there. So easily developed into something more and not enough all too soon. Never enough because he wouldn't just touch you. Something about the dress. Something about the pins. Something about his work. (This was not for his work.) He'd pulled you into his body, grabbed you by the waist and molded you against his chest. You feel the slide like pinpricks up your spine before it stops. Your head sits in the crook of his neck, and you can feel his voice when he speaks next. "Perfect." You wish you could see where he was looking, but you think you'd combust.
Is it so impractical. Everything about this is unlike you, but your nerve-endings are practically singing, and what harm would it be to get out of your skin a little? Just tonight? Just for him? You're hardly thinking. And frustratingly, you feel like he knows, because every shift of your hips brings a chuckle, a smirk, the slightest breath of air. It all reads as affirmation. So ... if Marius knows, and you know ...what's the harm?
Sliding that starts as a test. That picks up when he doesn't immediately stop you. Roaming hands and heavy breathing. Hearts pounding in unison. He lets you have your fun. For now. Lazy. Languid. Until you start getting vocal. Suddenly, his hands are at your hips again, making you gasp, and he's back to his usual self. Acting concerned when you struggle in his grasp. A "did I squeeze too tight, jie jie?" or "be careful, you wouldn't want to get hurt!" spoken in those normal, teasing tones that turn you on (god, why does it turn you on?!) infuriates you. Make no mistake. No matter how placid of an act he might play, Marius von Hagen will always be in control.
[also please make him a dom bottom I need that in my l i f e so so so sexy when a little bastard man does practically nothing but absolutely WRECKS thank you bless you have some food since you have given me so much]
GOOD GOD WTFUCK THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOD MY BRAIN IS MELTING. HELLO PLS I AM AN INSTANT FAN OF YOUR WRITING
THE TEASING HIS ROAMING HANDS?!?! THE WAY HE KNOWS HOW TURNED ON YOU ARE JUST FROM HIS TEASING GODDDHHDJDJD PLEASE tysm for feeding me such good food. i wanna yell and run laps around my house rn. WE NEED MORE MARIUS SMUT
and omg funny thing i was in the middle of writing a dom bottom marius. lets just he’s going to be gripping those hips so hard and make you ride him until you’re nothing but a vibrating trembling mess on top of him—getting impaled by his cock over and over again…
inhales EXHALES FUCK YOU MARIUS VON HAGEN
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ok since i know we're in the mood............big boi paz our beloved.......................i KNOW his cock is big and i KNOW it would be hard to but i wanna cockwarm him so bad 😔
kooks u know im absolutely in the mood for our big boi paz i will simp over that man any day of the goddamn week, periodt
also this is a fucking divine thot and i thank u for blessing me with such divinity, enjoy some fun times below the cut bc i cannot help myself
also while im personally putting this in the college!athlete!roommate!paz universe it can stand alone too
ok so i started writing this and i realized i wanna write way more than a drabble so this is gonna end up being it's own post at a later time, but here's some of it rn lolllll
Gods, he was gonna split you in half.
You stood completely naked, on shaky legs, in front of Paz where he was sitting on the couch, his chest bare and his sweatpants tugged down just enough for his cock to spring free, resting against the taut skin of his stomach, flushed and weeping. He looked far too composed for a man who’d just spent the better part of an hour fucking you on his fingers and his tongue to prepare you for what he wanted you to do.
It was fucking infuriating.
It was also hot as hell.
His lips curled into a cocky smirk, as if he could read your mind. You were very pointedly trying to keep your eyes trained on his face, which was made all the more difficult when he wrapped his hand around his cock, slowly stroking himself. You couldn’t help yourself as your gaze flickered down to where his hand was wrapped around himself. Even with his own hand, he still looked disproportionately large, and not for the first time, you wondered how exactly your poor pussy was going to survive this... exercise.
“What’s wrong, bunny?” Even his voice was cocky, and even though Paz was your best friend, you felt a very strong urge to strangle him. Still, there was that little voice in the back of your head that was salivaiting at the mere thought of getting him inside you.
You were unreasonably proud at how steady you managed to keep your voice, given what your body had been subjected to and the looks he was leveling you with. “You’re not gonna fit, Paz.”
He didn’t answer right away, instead holding the hand not wrapped around his cock out to you, a silent request. You didn’t hesitate to step forwards and place your own hand in his, letting him tug you forward until you were standing inbetween his legs. Even like this, with him seated and you standing, you were looking him in the eyes. Paz was just that big.
“Don’t worry about that, bunny,” Paz said as he used his grip on your hand to encourage you to turn around, his hand moving to grasp your hip as he pulled you closer to him. You let him guide you, fingers clenching and unclenching in anticipation. He paused for a brief moment to swipe his fingers through your folds, an approving hum leaving him when he deemed you were still wet enough, before returning those fingers to his cock, slicking himself up with your release. Then, he was pulling you down, letting your weight rest mostly against his chest as he notched the head of his cock at your entrance. You sucked in a breath at the sudden pressure, but made an effort to relax.
He made a soft shushing noise, his hand helping to steady you as he began to lower you down, the pressure increasing slowly until the head of his cock was suddenly inside you. You gasped slightly at the intrusion, your thighs tensing at the unfamiliar sensation. You’d had sex before, certainly, but your ex was a much smaller man. Even your toys had never been quite this large.
“P-Paz?” You breathed, voice shaking.
He immediately paused, and you could feel as he kissed the back of your bare shoulder briefly. “Yeah, bunny?”
“W-What if�� what if you… d-don’t… what if you don’t…” You trailed off, suddenly embarrased. You were likely far less experienced than his previous partners, and you wondered-not for the first time-how exactly this arrangement was going to affect your relationship with Paz.
But Paz seemed to know what you were trying to say. He tutted softly, brushing his lips against the length of your throat, his smile soft against your skin. “Don’t worry, bunny,” he murmured, starting to work you down again, his cock slowly sliding further and further into you as your mouth fell open at the stretch.
“I’ll make it fit.”
#lynn’s sleepover#sleepover!#asks#asked and answered#mutuals and friends#college!athlete!roommate!paz vibes#college!athlete!roommate!paz#send me more car!paz asks pls and thank u#car!paz au#car!paz#smut#drabble#that's gonna turn into a fic#no lies#it's already over 1k#cockwarming hellooooooo#paz comes with his own warnings#big boi paz#paz has a big d*ck
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Infuriate - One
Synopsis: Park Sunghoon, Iseul’s obnoxious elder stepbrother, whose father simply had to come in and fall head over heels in love with her mom, prompting them to get married, is the most infuriating person she’s have ever met. She can't lead the tranquil life she wishes to because of these obscenely wealthy people. "Yah, Midget." the white haired man said "How may I assist you at this time, dear brother?" she gave a mocking smirk as she responded. He fiercely commanded, "Do my homework." she made a laughing noise. Being a real brat, she told him, "I'll help you with it, but I won't do it."
genre: Fluff, Stepbro!Sunghoon, suggestive but no smut
Word count: 1400
"argh park sunghoon!" My mother and Mr. Park turned to look at me after I shouted loudly. "What's wrong, my love? what did my son do?" Mr. Park enquired. I remarked, "Oh nothing, he simply grabbed something I needed and won't give it back." He replied with a gentle smile, "What did he take, I'll get it back for you, my kid can be lot." I shrugged and added, "Oh, he took my Physics book." "Why would he need your book on physics? that's new " said Mr. Park. "I'm not sure, but I desperately want it back. I have a Physics exam in two days and I'm not aiming to fail" I said. He answered, "Hm, alright, no worries, I'll get it from him."
Sunghoon was being dragged down by his ear as Mr. Park returned from below clutching my Physics book in his hand. “It hurts, Appa!” Sunghoon cried out. "That's what you get, you menace, for snatching your sister's book." His father shot back. Sunghoon handed me the oh-so-beautiful textbook and said, "Here, Midget, your textbook." Again rolling his eyes, he remarked, "You're just like Jake." Tf, who is Jake? "If you're interested, Jake is my friend; he's an intelligent man who specializes in engineering," Sunghoon informed me. “oh, I major in med," I said. He responded, "Well, so does Jay." Who are those people?
"Don't forget Sunghoon, you need to cover for me at the company, and bring your sister along so you both have business experience," Mr. Park said. "Don't worry about me; you know I'm 100% capable of taking over as CEO whether I have any prior experience or not. this midget though.." As he stated that, I lightly whacked him on the arm, and he gripped it in discomfort while grinning sarcastically.
Nobody could have predicted that Park Sunghoon would become one of the most popular students at Decilis Academy, if not the most handsome. The shouts of his numerous fangirls, who, as we all know, only want to sleep with him so they can brag about how fantastic he is in bed or use him for his father's money, could be heard as I walked down the corridor with the young man. "Wanna have lunch with me and my friends?" When we arrived at my locker, Sunghoon questioned. I turned to face the group of girls who were ogling us. I shot back at him, "I'd rather not, your little fangirls seem to be throwing me death glares so I'd rather survive and sit alone as always." I said closing my locker.
Running behind me, I could hear Sungoon's footsteps. "Well come on I want to introduce you to my buddies" He said. "then what? murder me because surely if I don't die by you I die by those crazy delusional girls" So I told him. He winked and continued, "Well, lucky for you, you have your lovely step brother to defend you." I remarked, "You're not my brother... yet." "Still, one chance please? Neither one of them, I can assure you, is like me" He begged. When I arrived at class, I swiftly walked to my desk after saying "OK" to his request.
I heard someone say, "PSSST," behind me. "You know Sunghoon?" I rolled my eyes as she questioned. I said "Why? Do you want me to introduce you to him? the answer is no, and since I have no control over Park Sunghoon's relationships, I must say if you want to Fuck Park Sunghoon say it to his face. He prefers simple-minded women". The girl gave me a startled expression. " Yeah, I wasn't going to ask that, but since you seem to despise him so much, I think we are the same! I'm Wonyoung" she said extending her arm "and before you question how I know him, we used to work together in the past, but our contract ended, and we lived our normal lives after that." I grinned and shook her hand.
"What, you're 20 now?" I questioned Wonyoung. "Yes, I am. The only reason I'm in a Juniors class is because I performed better than expected on my examinations, which led to the decision that I needed to enroll in a Juniors class. It's very perplexing." With a shrug, she said. "So ask me if you ever need assistance. We've become friends, haven't we?" I smiled as I spoke. "Yeah!" Wonyoung clapped as she said "We have"
Sunghoon Park was simple to find because he and his pals were the only ones with dyed hair, so I went inside the canteen during lunch to hunt for him. "Yah, I'm here" I remarked to him and he moved over for me to seat down. "And who could this lovely woman be?" One of them spoke, He firmly warned, "It's my soon-to-be stepsister, and you guys better not hit on her." "Oh are you being overprotective to your baby sister" The same man said, his face looking like a dog. "Jake, you may be brilliant, but your word choice is bad, so I have to make sure you don't do something stupid to her or say anything stupid" he said.
Jake rolled his eyes as he carried on eating. Another of his friends introduced himself to me as "Jay" and extended his arm. "Iseul here; nice to meet you, Oppa." I grinned at the gesture. Sunghoon furrowed his brow. He retorted, "You don't call me oppa." I snapped back, "Well maybe because I think jay is a little bit more grown up than you and deserves to be called Oppa, you on the other hand can pass as my baby brother." He gave me an irritated face and made a punching motion.
"you know I mean, you guys fight a lot, and it's kind of sweet; I do it with my girlfriend. If you hadn't told me you were siblings, I'd kind of believe you were a couple." A boy with red hair added. Another boy growled, "Shut up jungwon, they are perfect the way they are, and they give off more sibling energy than you and your sister both." Jay yelled, "Just shut up guys you're making her feel awkward," and I appreciated him for saying it because I don't think I could take to hear them argue.
I can't recall exactly what happened next, but I do recall waking up to my teacher screaming at me in math class. "What's the solution, Ms. Park? because you intend to snooze in my class" Jake, who was sitting next to me, leaned in and gave me the solution. I repeated his words, "It's 556." "Exactly," responded Mrs. Lee. "Perhaps you are intelligent after all" she said. "You're welcome" Jake said. "Thank you Jake, genuinely," I chuckled.
Park wasn't lying; in fact, his friends don't even remotely resemble him. In contrast to him, who basically flirts all day and has erratic moods, they are more sincere and polite. He may be incredibly lovely one moment and a complete jackass the next. He experiences more mood fluctuations than I do when i'm on my period. With a sibling like him, how will I manage my life? I'll be barraged by his silly phony fangirls who want his phone number or even to set them up with him once the rest of the school finds out. Call me crazy but I can't believe why people swoon over him so much, I don't think of him much attractively then I had previously and he's extremely obnoxious.
The wedding of our parents is in a few weeks, and while I am pleased for my mother, I am not yet ready to assert that Sunghoon is my brother. After all, anybody could have been my brother; yet, it simply had to be him. He also had an uncanny resemblance to the man who beat up my crush in my dream for no apparent reason while promising me that it was only a dream. The Sunghoon I am familiar with is a spoilt rich kid who just cares about himself, which I suppose is a nice quality—but not when he has a large ego.
As Sunghoon and the guy both had a strong jawline and white hair, I kept questioning whether or not the man in my dream was actually Sunghoon. But it may have simply been a coincidence, right?
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The only problem is that the Corinthian likes to call Hob 'step-dad' knowing that it both infuriates him and turns him on simultaneously, and he can't do anything about it bc son of a bitch he's 39 weeks
I actually really wanna know more about this, what would Hob do about it if he wasn’t so pregnant??
Fjsjahahsb this is a bit cracky but at the same time 100% a serious headcanon.
I feel like Hob can put up with A Lot but he does have limits. The first couple of times it happens he's just like "buddy you clearly watch too much porn, please stop" but the Corinthian is an absolute wind-up merchant so he starts INTRODUCING HIMSELF as Hob’s step-son!!! To colleagues!!! And it makes Hob’s life very difficult because how tf does he have a step kid who looks around the same age as him!!!
His solution is to be petty as fuck and he starts acting like a total Dad towards the Corinthian. Gets stern with him is he stays out late, lectures him for being on his phone all the time, makes the most appalling dad jokes that make the Corinthian’s eyes bleed. They're still totally fucking each other btw, so it's weird and awkward but Hob isn't going to back down now that he's committed to the bit.
Then the Corinthian calls him daddy in bed, which is... OK fair enough he does that to Dream a bunch but it's gonna get confusing if both Dream AND Hob are daddy, so somewhere along the line Hob becomes mommy. And the Corinthian shifts into calling him that instead of step dad and Hob is weirdly touched by the whole thing??? Its still weird as fuck but what did he expect.
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TNG 6x10 and 6x11 Chain of Command, Part 1 & 2 thoughts (rewatching, so possible future spoilers for DS9 too)
I’ve temporarily paused my DS9 re-watch after 2x20 Maquis Part 1 to go through all the Cardassian episodes in TNG to get a better picture of the build up: 4x12, 5x03, 6x10, 6x11, 6x20 and 7x15.
6x10 Part One
Watching Jellico on 1.5x speed makes him even more aggressively brusque
I can't remember if Jellico's genuinely good at his job or if he's very, very bad
The trouble is, he wants people to work for him. Picard has people work with him.
Once again, I had kind of forgotten till I re-watched just how much I liked Picard
(I just looked up what the Ferengi was called to make my next comment, and genuinely hadn't caught on that he was Solok, who they were looking for! I was wondering why he was so dedicated to calling Solok extraordinary XD)
(Huh, another fun fact - Solok was supposed to be Quark, but DS9 was a few weeks too late in airing for there to be a crossover!)
Daimon Solok kind of looks like Pel?
I don't mind woman using their charm, and that ear stroke wasn't egregious as some... but still, I hate ear stroking ferengi to get your way with them
I cannot tell if Jellicoe is an idiot or very clever
"If the Cardassian Union truly wishes to discuss peace, they can send someone who can negotiate in a civilised manner." Fuck OFF, you're hardly being civilised!!!
Ok, so there was some strategy...
"Well, I'll say this for him. He's sure of himself." "No, he's not." Oh fuck, that's concerning
IT'S A TRAP
That gul looks far too pleased with himself
Action scenes are VERY silly on 1.5x speed XD
Ohhh the next one will be the torture episode right? 😬😬😬
6x11 Part Two
Oh gosh, I was not expecting him to divulge information like Beverly's involvement straight away!
Any action Picard took should be said to be his own, not on behalf of the Federation - Isn't that the defence you should be using?
Yes, it's nice Will's worried about his captain, but tbf the Federation shouldn't withdraw from the sector for Picard. He knew the risks.
Data in red is so damn weird
Madred's child just casually being there is so chilling. Jesus.
Cardassian history is interesting, once being a peaceful people with a rich spiritual life before the military took over
They've discovered the plan!
I don't trust this "you can go" routine
Ohhhh
Oh no
That is the way to torture him. Mention Beverly
Picard walking back to the chair is so similar to Sisko walking back the box in Paradise
Jeeez, the breaking of the egg next to Picard bald head sure is kind of visceral
"Ah! You called me Picard."... "You are six years old. Weak and helpless. You cannot hurt me." What a king!
Crew sticking up for crew :) Geordie pushing for Riker to pilot the mission. :3
This exchange though - go go go Riker!
>>Jellico: "Let's drop the ranks for a moment. I don't like you. I think you're insubordinate, arrogant, wilful, and I don't think you're a particularly good first officer. But you are also the best pilot on the ship.
>>Riker: "Well, now that the ranks are dropped, Captain, I don't like you, either. You are arrogant and closed-minded. You need to control everything and everyone. You don't provide an atmosphere of trust, and you don't inspire these people to go out of their way for you. You've get everybody wound up so tight there's no joy in anything. I don't think you're a particularly good Captain."
"Do I wanna know how close that was?" "No." XD
Ohhhhhh. Oh Picard. Oh, you poor poor thing. He's going to say five isn't he?
JUST IN TIME gosh it's weird being grateful for Cardassians
"There are four lights!". You hero.
"Welcome home, Jean-Luc... Just the way you left it, maybe a little better." Oh, fuck off already Jellico. Though thank you for being involved in Picard's rescue, I guess.
Immediately meeting with Troi, yes, good idea, you definitely need counselling
Oh, Picard <3
These are good episodes. Jellico is infuriating and it's harrowing to watch Picard, but it's a damn good story.
#tng 6x10#tng 6x11#tng chain of command#picard#jellico#andi watches ds9#(or andi watched tng because of ds9 XD)#WSB
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Hello, beautiful human 💜 Hope you're doing okay. May I ask you what are your favorite IM writers? I feel like reading something about Tony but I just know current runs are terrible so... Any suggestions? Have a wonderful day!
Hmmm. Well, I don't particularly have a favorite author of Iron Man comics because uh. Goddamn rip Tony but he hasn't really had a good solo run since like. 2005 or so. (Okay, @the-faultofdaedalus showed me Fatal Frontier and that baby popped tf off you wanna see Tony do a 5 person heist except he is all 5 people at the same time? While he is also actively going insane from moon rock madness? FATAL FRONTIER BABEY!!!!!)
(also it's another one of those comics where the woman he flirts with looks uhhh suspiciously like Steve in girl form akdjfjajda)
Other than that I can offer a few suggestions that Tony either stars in or at least shows up and says stuff that's. You know. Actually good Iron Man content.
-the iron man (2020) annual (#1) shockingly enough actually pops tf OFF (it is a sort of conclusion to a miles morales spiderman arc (the specific issues are stated in annual). Its got Tony being "you are my daaad, you're my dad!" At young superheroes and going completely batshit feral when he finds out Miles was tortured for research on his spiderbilities and immediately flies off to beat the shit out of the guy who did it. I love him in it.
-the Miss Marvel issues that cover Civil War 2 (you know what, just go read Miss Marvel, she's awesome and Tony does show up a couple of times to cameo and personally drive Kamala home and help her with homework and stuff. Adorable)
-whatever the fuck Derek Landy's got going on. Like thank you sir for being a shining ray of "oh fuck? Wait? Tony's character isn't being slaughtered!?"
Unfortunately I wish I could help you more than that my dear anon but in the midst of this Tony drought (ok, well, "Tony PLUS he's well written" drought) I've just kinda unfortunately moved onto other comics such as Hawkeye and whatever the fuck the FF have going on (mostly just to see Victor though (which. Okay. I'm crying about that too but at least Victor is still fucking hilarious when he's being poorly portrayed)) (and. Okay. Okay here's the thing...Slott is not that bad a writing doctor doom. He IS bad at writing POST 2015 SECRET WARS Dr Doom. Which is where his Fantastic Four stories take place. That is what makes it bad. That is what makes it infuriating. Don't erase his growth just because. Fuck OFF!!) (Yeah uh I kinda don't like it ajdjfjajdja unfortunately I am "hate reading" the current fantastic four comics in a sort of morbid curiosity kind of way. I do not recommend it c:).
Also I know this is about Tony but if you want to read some BANGER Infamous Iron Man (aka Victor Von Doom as Iron Man) stories then:
-the unbelievable gweenpool issues #22 and #23
And
-avengers (2016) issues #7 and #8
#anyway hope this helps but probably wont lmao#tin can answers#rowan get in here if you have any suggestions idk#also anyone else can comment them help an anon out my guys#I definitely forgot a few but! sometimes there is a good tony story or characterization#just wish it was like 95% that and 5% the bad stuff and not the other way around :/#justice for tony 2k22
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i love how every time i come onto your blog majima is judging me for not being forklift certified lmaooo
anywho- let's play the ask game! >:D i gotta basket a' questions for ya: A5, A13, B2, B4, C1, C6,C7, D7, E2, F7!!!
A5: Favorite final boss(es)?
sorry for being a predictable slut, but majima in y5. it was just. such an emotional and dramatic scene, when kurosawa brought him out in chains, beaten and bloody, and saejima was infuriated, and then it switched to confusion when they let majima go and gave him his tanto. and then when kurosawa told them to kill each other. the DRAMA. still confused on how he learned to do shadow clones, though.
A13: Favorite minigame(s)?
i love all of the rhythm based ones! karaoke, disco, dance battles, i love them!
B2: What’s a scene that never fails to make you cry?
GOD. so many. tachibana's death in y0, when majima chooses to walk away from makoto, majima and taiga's reunion in y4, the rooftop scene in y5 when majima says if its btwn him and taiga and haruka, they should die bc no one would miss them, just so many >.>
B4: Who would you like to post more about but you don’t? Why don’t you?
yasuko, i can never post abt yasuko enough. but my little pea brain mostly makes thoughts and connections based on stuff ive seen recently, and since i dont rlly see a ton of yasuko content i just dont achieve critical yasuko thought very often.
C1: What was the most infuriating moment?
when they killed yasuko. i was too mad to cry when she died, bc i wasnt even sad i was just angry.
C6: If you could revive any deceased character, who would it be and why?
YASUKO. she never should have died.
C7: Which character should have died but didn’t? (If that’s too harsh, who deserves to rot in prison?)
u know im not rlly sure. i cant think of any characters who from a thematic standpoint would have made more sense to die. i get where ppl are coming from when they say kiryu shouldve died at the end of y6, and ok yeah thematically that wouldve made the most sense but consider: i like him and it would have made me sad :(
D7: Who was the least engaging protagonist?
hmmmmmm...... i hated akiyama in y4. i actually didnt like him at ALL and when i got to his part in y5 i took a rlly long break bc i didnt wanna play as him. y5 made me like him a bit more, and now im fine w/ him, but i still like the other protags more lmao.
E2: Bops: Haruka Sawamura, T-Set or Dream Line?
haruka shouldve tiger dropped T-set for being so fucking rude ngl, but also. im sorry haruka, but i prefer T-set's singing voices to hers ;_;
7F: Who are you fighting on the Millennium Tower rooftop?
mmmmmm no one, im baby and id just cry if someone tried to fight me. that, said, i do think kiryu needed someone to knock some sense into him at a few key moments. sorry.
edit: forgot to answer b4... it is now answered....
#y4 spoilers#sorry to all the akiyama enjoyers#i appreciate that u appreciate him#hes just not for me ig#y5 spoilers
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Hellsite Nostalgia Tour 2023 Day 57
The Great Game
It was a wretched day, but I have Oreos, a weighted triceratops stuffed animal, and the promise of Jim Moriarty to combat it before manga leaks come out tonight.
“The Great Game”
Ten years ago I definitely was the kind of grammar stickler Sherlock is in the opening scene, but luckily I’ve grown and find that at best tiresome.
Poor John has to put up with Sherlock shooting the wall and severed heads in the fridge
Hey. So why does he not know that the earth goes around the sun but knew about some supernova in the 1500s or whatever the fuck it is in the last game
I almost forgot about the explosion at 221b
It would be so infuriating knowing the Holmes brothers…I couldn’t do it. They’re so petulant and annoying they it’s only fun from this side of the screen
I feel for these people Jim holds hostage, I really do. But……..I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t also love him a little through it anyway
JIM!!! 🥰🥰🥰
I hate how season four erases the shared starting place Sherlock and Jim had with Carl Powers
Why does Mycroft sign his texts?? I try not to cringe at things (doing this, I have little room to), but come on, man
The part I remember the most about this second puzzle is the fact that the car company is called Janus Cars but someone once pointed out that the font kinda makes it look like anus ars(e) with a fancy design next to it.
Oh oh oh!! The…the husband faked his death and the wife is supposed to join him later, I think…oh, sorry. She’s just collecting the insurance money from his “death.”
Might I spend most of this remembering the outcomes of all the puzzles? Ok. Connie Prince…I can’t remember if it’s JUST Raoul or him AND the brother. No no no…it was just Raoul but in defense of her brother and how she treated him on the show.
I love John thinking it was the cat, though. Just adorable. He’s so proud. SO PROUD. And SO wrong.
Oh this poor, poor woman…
Mmmm, yes, the art museum security guard with an astronomy hobby who could first tell that the missing Vermeer was a fake
Stargazing in the middle of London???
The brother killed the guy Mycroft wanted Sherlock to investigate!! (I did watch his QUITE a few times back in the day.) He stole the top secret plans and then threw the body onto the train afterward, thinking it would go much further before falling off
Back on my “why the hell would they film it this way??” The scene in the planetarium this time. 1) good luck if you have any light sensitivity, especially flashing lights. 2) you can barely tell what’s happening
Man were my dates off for the vanburen supernova…1500s…1858, same difference, right??? 😬
Do you wanna get kidnapped John? Because this is how you get kidnapped.
Also?? That first time you watch and for a split second you think the person behind it all WAS John for a second before you realize he’s being controlled like all the other people?
💖💖💖💖💖
GUYSSSSSSSS, THE AMOUNT OF JIM’S DIALOGUE I WAS STILL ABLE TO SAY RIGHT ALONG WITH HIM??? A would be embarrassing amount. It was nearly all of it, but like…of COURSE I knew it. The NUMBER of times I used to watch that scene. JUST that scene? Obscene.
Jim’s just so silly and yet…manages to be a true threat at the same time. I fucking love him. His facial expressions, his Irish accent and the way he practically sings so many of the lines. He was the best part of the show
(I’m rewinding it to watch again as I type this. Who knows how many times I will watch it??)
If you ever need to know my type:
#hellsite nostalgia tour 2023#sarah makes it through ONE rewatch of the pool scene without saying all of moriarty’s lines challenge: impossible
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anyone wanna hear me rant abt miraculous ladybug.
yes? good
please dont get me wrong. i really like the concept of this show. im a huge sucker for animal themed superheroes and magical girls. the powers for the heros and some of the villains really interest me, and i even like some of the designs (some of the later heros like rooster bold) but i also really hate this show. the shipping is really frustrating, especially when you do not care about half of the characters that the show is trying to make you want to ship. im not even gonna TALK about the shipping square with adrien chat noir marinette and ladybug bc that thing is so infuriating. especially when i dont like marinette and think ladybug and chat noirs relationship is kinda weird. anyway. im not talking about it. im not talking about it. marinette is personally just one of those characters i dont like- she gets better the farther you get into the series but shes just so high energy all the time that it exhausts me to watch her scramble around for too long. chloe is more entertaining and i like her more despite her being racist (shown mostly in kung food if i remember right). adrien is ok. if he got more screen time i think i wouldve liked him more but for some reason hes treated like a side character. im not basing this off of any real numbers but CHLOE, a minor antagonist, gets more or less the same screen time he does. and so much of his screen time is just him transforming. im also not counting chat noir as part of his screen time. theyre different. alya is fine but for some reason she cant tell her best friend is a stalker. nino is actually one of my favorites hes like marinette but a lot more chill and doesnt stalk his classmates. rose and juleka are gay. ivan and mylene are there. max is good if you need someone to say a lot of words. i really like alix shes cool and actually acknowledges how weird it is that marinette knows adries whole schedule. nathaniel is also a character i really like i cant really explain why. kim is there but hes annoying sometimes. also the wiki says his last name according to the wiki is lê chiến which is way too close to “the dog” in french for it to not be funny to me. sabrina is a lap dog. maybe her last name should be la chien. lila is FINE but why are the lies she tells so big. whats the point. luka. this bitch annoys the FUCK out of me i hate the way he is. we get it you play guitar. marc is nice i feel like he would write really good fanfic on ao3. zoe does not exist in my mind. hawkmoth is kind of annoying and makes too many puns. try a stealth mission with someone who doesnt have ulterior motives PLEASE that would be so cool. mayura is a queen i love mayura. she does look like a grape tho. im rotating felix around in my brain rn i cannot figure out how i feel about this guy. hes fine i like the parent swap bullshit he always pulls. as for the heroes. god. why are they the way they are? ladybug i like more than marinette but only barely. its weird how the ladybug and cat miraculous are presented as a duo but you really only need the ladybug to save the day. they point this out at some point but its still really weird to me. the cat miraculous does have better outfits though since the ladybug outfits are just. uh. red spotted spandex. it would be cool if the ladybug miraculous got nerfed and instead it got little wings to go with the outfit that could spring them up in the air. and maybe a visor. and maybe antennae. and- ok im done there. chat noir is fine hes weird abt ladybug but that becomes something you expect in this show. i LOVE queen bee. shes so dramatic i love her. fuck vesperia all my homies hate vesperia it would have been so much better if chloe got to keep the miraculous like SOMEONE did after her identity was revealed. cough cough RENA ROUGE cough cough. rena rouge is fine but why is her outfit exactly the same as lila when she was akumatized- each outfit is based off the miraculous user’s personal preference (SUPPOSEDLY). carapace is pretty good- anansi is actually a really solid episode despite nora being nothing like anansi in the mythos, i think the writers just wanted a cool name. carapace/nino are actually really similar so im not surprised that alya figured it out so fast. for some reason the fox and turtle miraculous dont do anything to the users personalities but the ladybug and cat make major changes. for some reason. maybe its power levels? were never told why. i dont think ill talk about any of the other heroes because there are SO MANY OF THEM. i like rooster bold though his design is just really cool to me. this show actually has a lot of structuring issues for me- the concept of this show would be helped so much if it wasnt episodic and everything wasnt reset every episode. having running arcs would make it so much more interesting- i love the monster of the week format but it would be cool if characters could retain memories from week to week. uhhhhhh what else can i talk about. ships? i like marc and nathaniel- i like both characters and i think they would be happy together instead of nate crushing on marinette “i am in love with adrien” dupain-cheng. can we talk abt how dupain means “of bread” (or close to that i havent taken french in a while) these last names are really odd. the akumatization process is fun i guess but the designs. oh the designs. they hurt my eyes sometimes. i do like silencer though despite hating luka. i think im done now? i cant think of much else to complain about besides the animation of the hair making it look so flat. im done.
#do i maintag this#hmmmm#yeah fuck it#miraculous ladybug#miraculous#honestly alya and nino are cute together#theyre both decent and have weird best friends#im fine now i just really needed to tell someone other than my friends discord server abt this show#and my thoughts\
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Can’t do it
Bucky x fem!reader
Summary: Bucky can’t quite do it, so you step into help.
Warnings: male masterbation, smut, fluff, sexual frustration, small bit of angst if you squint.
Word count: 4.2k (sorry this was supposed to be a drabble)
all mistakes are my own
He tried everything, fucking everything, porn, toys, audios, own fucking imagination. But he just couldn’t do it, he just couldn’t cum.
It was frustrating, hell infuriating.
He could feel himself getting there, just right there, just on the edge but nothing.
Days, weeks, months he’s been jacking off every night for hours and getting no where. He feels bad for the other teammates who have had to deal with him being so frustrated, he got so much frustration back, except for Y/N..
She was kind to him, she knew something was up and she really didn’t mind if he didn’t tell her. She felt that it was up to him if he wanted to share it with her.
After exactly 2 hours and 26 minutes, Bucky stood up and put his sweatpants and boxers back on and went out to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. He probs himself up on the one of the stools before burying his head in hands, letting out a little sob.
“B-bucky?” You poke your sleepy head up from the couch, startling Bucky doing so.
“Jesus doll, you scared the life outta me, what ya doing sleeping on the couch?”
“I wanted to watch Legally Blonde, so I did and then wasn’t bothered to move, what are you doing up Barnes?” You sat up to get a better look at him.
“Couldn’t sleep” You could tell he was lying but didn’t pry.
“We’ll do you wanna stay up with me, we can watch Legally Blonde 2 or a different movie?”
“Im-m ok doll, I’m gonna try and gets some sleep” He said straight back to you looking really saddened.
“Bucky c’mere for a minute, I wanna talk to you” You patted the seat beside you gesturing him to come towards you. He sat down and crossed his legs facing you, you coping him and facing him.
“I just wanted to say to you Buck, I know something is bothering you, like really bothering you, and I just want you to know that if you ever need me to do anything, anything at all, I’m here for you, I promise” you were holding Bucky’s hand stroking his callused knuckles with your thumb.
When you were finished speaking Bucky lifted his head to look at you, his eyes were filled with tears. “Bucky hun are you okay?” He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled himself in for a hug. He wrested his chin on your shoulder and let the tears run down his face while you stroked his back.
“I’m so sorry Y/N”
“Bucky? What for?” He pulled back from the hug to look you in the face. “For how i’ve been acting recently, I’ve been so bitchy to everyone around”
“Buck it’s okay, they might not understand that your going through something” Bucky pulled himself back into your body without saying anything.
You got Friday to lock the doors so no one could bother you. They could just go the other kitchen. This was more important. You laid down on the couch pulling Bucky with you, his arms still wrapped tightly around your waist and you hand massaging his scalp, planting little kisses on his head. You stayed there all night and late into the morning before Bucky woke up. He fluttered his eyes open before looking.
“Huh?” his voice said hoarsely.
“Good morning to you too Bucky, you sleep okay?”
“Mhm yeah, you?”
“Yeah”
“Hey Y/N”
“Yes hun?”
“Do you think we could stay here today, just the 2 of use I really don’t feel like seeing or talk to anyone today” You could feel his grip around your waist tighten like he never wanted to lose you.
“Of course Buck, I’ve locked the doors hours ago, no one can bother us.”
“And Y/N, I think later on, I might be ready to tell you what’s bothering me”
“That’s great Bucky, just remember you don’t have to” You said with a faint smile.
“I know, I know”
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You and Bucky spent the next few hours just cuddling on the couch, rewatching some of Bucky’s favourite movies. You were almost finished Into The Wild when Bucky tapped you on the shoulder asking you if you could pause the tv, doing so you sat up to look at him, he was nervous, terrified of what was going to happen.
“Ok, Y/N the reason I’ve been so frustrated recently, I’ve- been, um- having some uh troubles down stairs” he blurted out while looking down slyly.
“troubles?”
“I uh- I can’t ya know”
“get hard?”
“No, definitely not actually the complete opposite, I um- I can’t finish - I can’t cum”
“Oh god Bucky, I’m sorry, have you tried any different methods”
Bucky chuckled under his breath before answering “trust me doll, I’ve tried everything, it’s just so fucking frustrating, because I feel myself getting there and then there nothing”
You have one hand on his thigh and one hand stroking up and down his arm. You were very concerned that Hydra might have given him another issue to deal with. There’s a long period of awkward silence before Bucky grabs the remote and turns the tv back on. He looks for permission before laying his head down your lap. You begin to stroke his hair before and idea pops into your brain. You take the remote out of his hand and turn down the tv. After a second you lift your hand off Bucky’s scalp, and mumble very lightly under your breath. “do you want me to try” Bucky shoots up from you lap to look at you wide-eyed
“w-what?”
“Do you want me to try, relieve you?” You say awkwardly thinking you may have crossed a line.
“Doll? You thinking straight?”
“Straight as ever, I mean you said you tried every method but you haven’t tried this one”
“Doll I can’t ask you to do that” he said looking at you very guilty like he has done something wrong
“But Bucky that’s the thing, your not asking, I’m offering, I want to do this. I want to help you, so please if your comfortable with it, let me try”
You could see the clogs in Bucky’s brain turning, giving serious thought to what you have just suggested. He really wants to do it, but he’s terrified of what it will do to your friendship, he loves you and he never wants to loose you. “Okay, fine let’s do”
“Okay we’ll go to my room” you get Friday to unlock the doors and you bring Bucky to your room. He sits down on the bed, he looks all jittery and nervous. “Bucky, just let me know if you want to stop, I promise you this won’t do anything to you and me”
“Thank you Y/N”
“Just relax for me now Buck” you said to him while lightly pushing against his abdomen. You grabbed the waist of his sweatpants and pulled them down allowing his cock to spring out and smack against his stomach, pre-cum already dripping out. You pushed against his thighs, making his spread them further so you could sit in between them. You began rubbing your hands up and down his thighs, very gently making him shiver. “p-please doll, touc-touch me please”
You slowly bring your hand up to wrap around his cock. This is new, Bucky hasn’t been with a woman since the 40s, he’s forgotten what it feels like. “Oh shi-it doll, don’t stop” You let a drop of saliva drip from your mouth on to his shaft, causing Bucky to shiver from the sensation. You spread the saliva around his cock, and begin pumping it into your fist. You take it slow at first, slowly increasing the speed at every noise Bucky made. You could feel him getting close, twitching each time you twirled your hand around the tip. Then you let go. “W-what doll, what the hell” He tried to sit back up but you pushed him back down again.
“Bucky stop. I want this to be good for you just give me a second” You slowly stood up and took the hair tie off your wrist and tied you hair up. You moved yourself further in between Bucky’s legs. You placed your two hands on his hips and slowly brought your mouth closer to Bucky’s cock. You stuck your tongue out and gently swirled it around the tip. Bucky threw his head back onto the bed gripping the sheets so tight. “oh-oh shit-doll fuuuck” You slowly started to take more and more of his cock, before the whole thing was in your mouth. You started to bob your head up and down at a slow pace before pushing his cock down your throat. That’s when Bucky stopped, stopped everything. He stopped making noise, and stopped grabbing the sheets and just mumbled the words “stop”
“shit, Bucky, I’m sorry I took it too far, god what have I done-“
“No-doll stop it wasn’t you, it’s me” he cut you off while slapping his hands into his face. You got to the bed and lied down beside Bucky, he turned in to face you while you tucked some hair behind is ear “What happened Buck?”
“I felt myself getting there and I- just- I just couldn’t do it”
“It’s okay Bucky don’t worry, we’ll fix it I promise you”
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You stayed with Bucky in his bed, for the rest of the day. “Hey Buck?”
“mhm”
“Can I ask you kind of a personal question?”
“Shoot”
“When was the last time you had sex?”
“Oh god lemme think about that” he paused for a moment before speaking again “I’m not sure when, but before I went to war”
“Jesus Buck, I think we’ve found the problem, you need to be with a woman, you need real sex, not your hand or mine”
“You think I don’t know that” he said sarcastically. You look away for a moment before whipping your head back around to face Bucky “Don’t even think about saying that, I’m not going to use you like that”
“C’mon Buck, It’ll be fun”
“No, Y/N it’s, wouldn’t feel comfortable doing that with you, not that your not beautiful it’s just I love you too much, and your my best friend, and I’d be scared that something would happen to our friendship, if I did sleep with you” Bucky was now pacing up and down the room, running his hands threw his hair every couple of seconds.
You got up and stood in front of him, placing you hands on his shoulders to stop him.
“Ok well Buck, how about this, take me on a date first, see how that goes and then we’ll see what happens from there on” you take a deep breathe in before speaking again.
“I don’t know if you’ve noticed this Bucky, but I’ve kinda liked you for a while now, I guess i’ve just been too scared to admit it, also scared that it would do something to our frien-“ You were cut off by a kiss from Bucky. He wrapped his arms around your waist and picked you. You wrapped your legs around his waist as he lightly stumbled to bed as the kiss got more and more passionate.
Bucky harshly pulled away from the kiss saying “wait wait wait no” he pressed your foreheads together. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah Doll, I’m great, just I wanna do this right, so do you mind if we wait”
“Yeah Bucky that no problem, so when do you wanna take me out?”
“Tomorrow night at 7 meet me at the entrance that ok?”
“It’s perfect”
Bucky got up but before leaving gave you a kiss on the hand like a true gentleman. You were jumping up and down quietly squealing like a dork but stopped when you heard a knock on the door “Doll?”
“Mhm yeah Bucky”
“I can hear you silly”
“sorry”
“Don’t be, that’s adorable”
Once Bucky left you composed yourself and made yourself down to Natasha’s room to tell her everything. Natasha was also as excited as you were decided to take you shopping. You got a new, tight fitting red dress, new shoes and a new lingerie set.
You woke up the next and couldn’t wait till 7. When the time rolled around for you to start getting ready, you hopped in the shower and then called Natasha down to help with you hair and make-up. When you went into the bathroom to get changed, Natasha knocked on the door to tell you she was going to get Peter because he has been dying for the two of you to get together. Really Natasha was going down to Bucky’s room to check up on him. He was freaking out, stressing that you were just doing this to him as a favour and then once it’s all over with leave him forever. Natasha reassured Bucky that she really did like him and that you and her would have no-stop conversations about him. Natasha quickly left Bucky’s room, grabbed Peter and gave him a run down on the situation and pulled him to your room. Natasha and Peter walked back into your room and knocked on the bathroom door. “Y/N! I got Peter, you ready?”
“Just one sec”
“Ok here I come” You took a deep breathe before opening the door. Once they saw you, Natasha’s hand slapped over her mouth and Peter’s jaw dropped open. “You got the set on?” Natasha asked.
“Sure do”
“Y/N Bucky’s gonna pass out when he sees you, you look gorgeous” Peter says while running over to hug. Natasha looks at her watch and her eyes widen. “Shit, it’s 7 you gotta go”
You grab your purse and start to walk to the entrance, earning a “lookin’ good” from Sam and a suggestive noise from Steve. Once you got there you were greeted by Bucky who already brought his car around. He was waiting there in a white shirt with a black blazer and a bright pink bouquet of roses in his hands. He was looking off in the distance and didn’t see you come through the door. “Hi Buck”
“Hi do- holy shit, honey you look amazing- oh eh these are for you” He said while holding the roses out for you
“You look good too Bucky and thank you their so pretty”
“Why don’t we get going, I booked a table at your favourite restaurant”
“Really!!”
“Yes, anything for you” He took your hand and guided you to the car, opening the door for you.
Once you got the restaurant, Bucky had gotten the place to add more roses and and candles onto the table.
Dinner went over smoothly, you and Bucky both enjoyed your meal and drinks and then went back to the car. Bucky pulled up outside the local park to bring you for a walk. When you stepped outside of the car, the cool wind made you shiver. Bucky quickly ran over to the other side to wrap his blazer around you. He took your hand in his and brought you around the park. When you got the to water fountain in the middle of the park. Bucky brought you over to the middle and held you by your waist.
“Y/N I just wanna say thank you, you were kinda the first person on the team to accept me for who I am, other then Steve and now here I am standing holding you in my arms, you make me feel like the luckiest guy in the world” You looked up at him with your eyes prickling with tears. You took your hands off his for arms and brought them up to the side of his face and pulled him in close for a kiss. It took a split second for Bucky to start to kiss back but once he did you could tell there was more then. You pulled back from the kiss to look at him in his sparkling blue eyes. “Do you wanna go home Buck?” He didn’t even reply, he just grabbed your hand and brought you straight back to the car.
The ride back home was tense. Bucky’s tight grip around your thigh, tightening every couple of minutes or so. When you got back to the compound, Bucky gently opened the door not to disturb anyone but before he was even 2 second in the door, you pulled him in close to you by his tie, and wrapped you arms around him. You both were a little bit tipsy so giggles were falling out of you like crazy, but came to a stop when Tony shouted over the giggles “Hey Hornbugs! I don’t give a shit what you do in this compound but just do it in your own rooms, I don’t need the kitchen smelling like sex”
Once Tony went back into his room, you and Bucky erupted with quiet laughter. You went back to your room and Bucky pulled you back in for a kiss and laid down on the bed. You pulled away from the kiss “Wait wait give me a second” You ran into the bathroom to strip of your dress to just leave you in your lingerie set and heels. “You ready Sarge?”
“Yep”
You slowly open the door and once Bucky gets his eyes you, you swore he melted right then and there. But then he couldn’t but his eyes back on you, he seemed disappointed and guilty. “Bucky you okay?”
“Yeah I guess I’m just nervous, I mean it’s been a while and I want it to be good for you, I might not know how to do some stuff”
“Bucky it has to be good for you too and that’s what I’m gonna focus on okay? And don’t worry I can help you” You said while slowly straddling his hips. Bucky looked back at you with hunger burning through him. He placed his hands on your thighs, but you took one of them and placed it on your breast, causing Bucky to let out a light groan. You pulled away from him and started to unbutton his shirt. He pulled away and shook his head “It’s okay Buck, we don’t have to do this know if you don’t want to”
“No I just wanna leave my shirt on”
“That’s okay. Do you wanna tell me why? You don’t have to”
“My scars, I don’t like them”
“Bucky honey, i’ve seen you shirtless and I think their beautiful, honestly gorgeous”
“Really?”
“Yes, now if you want to leave your shirt on you can but just know I think you gorgeous”
“No take it off”
“Okay”
He slowly moved his head back in for a kiss and you started to unbutton his shirt. When the shirt was unbuckled, you pulled it down his shoulders revealing his scars. Once they were in full view, you brought your lips down to kiss them, running your fingers along them. Bucky had never felt so appreciated in his life. He slowly moved his hands around to the back of your lacy bra, and tried to unclip it but found it impossible. When you realised he was struggling you dipped your head down into his shoulder and giggled. “Do you want me to do it Bucky?
“Yes please” You reached around and unbuckled it, you let Bucky take it off, he gently pulled the straps down revealing your breast. You swore you heard him groan. You slowly started to pick up the pace of your hips grinding down on his crotch. “D-doll can I take of my pants”
“Of course Buck” You crawled off him and up to the top of the bed and laid down while he took of his pants and boxers. When you got a view of his cock, the tip was so red, almost purple just begging for release. Bucky slowly made his way up the bed to you. “Y’ready doll?”
“Yep, go on Buck”
He started to tease you by dragging his cock up and down your slit. You swatted him on the shoulder muttering “tease” but you were cut of by him slowly pushing into you. Once he had bottomed out he gave you a minute to adjust to his size. “Ok Buck do you wanna move?”
Slowly dragging his cock out and then pumping back in. The pace was slow until he felt your walls clench around him. “Fuck Bucky ohmigod don’t stop plea-se oh god, i’m gonna cum”
“Holy shit doll, oh shit, you got one more?”
“Anything for you Bucky” You whimpered at the overstimulation of your last orgasm, while Bucky still went at his current speed. You took one of his hands and brought it down to your clit, moving it in gentle motions before allowing him to do it himself “holy crap doll i can feel you clenching, doesn’t that feel good?”
“So goo-od Buck”
You felt Bucky pick up the speed after feeling his cock twitch he must be close. “You getting close Buck?”
“Yea-ah shit fuck” He started to slow down the pace “Woah woah woah Buck you okay?“ You were very worried that you might have pushed Bucky too far, but yet he was still pumping in and out.
“I can’t do it Y/N”
“Yes you can Bucky, c’mon I can feel it your getting close” You wrapped your legs around him, locking at your ankles.
“Shit, Y/N i-i think I’m coming ah crap hhnngg”
He was cut off by his own orgasm, it was so intense, and very long. After about 30 secs Bucky collapsed down on top of you, his chest heaving in and out, still stuffed inside you. You could feel his seed running down you thigh. “Buck? You okay?”
“So good doll, i’ve never been better”
You slowly got up and went to bathroom and came back with a warm damp towel and you began to clean Bucky and yourself up. You crawled back into bed with Bucky and pulled up the covers on yourself. Bucky slowly drifted of to sleep but not before he could wrap his arms around you waist and pull you in close, your ass pressing against his semi-hard cock and his breath running down your neck “night baby”
“Good night Bucky”
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You woke up the next morning still wrapped in Bucky’s arms, you thought he was awake from his movements but no he was definitely dreaming. His hips were bucking into you, grinding his hard cock into your ass, whispering little moans. You could feel something wet on your ass, you realised that now you’ve started the flow it’s gonna take a while to stop.
You moved slightly to try and get comfortable but ended up waking Bucky. “Hey Buck”
“Oh my god, Y/N shit I’m so sorry, I didn’t realise” You turned in his arms to face him. He seemed very embarrassed and flustered. “Buck, don’t worry about it, it’s natural. C’mon why don’t we have a bath, get you cleaned up”
The bath was running and you and Bucky stood in the bathroom, nude, just holding each other while the bath ran. The smell of lavender and roses filled the room. You turned of them water and slowly got in, Bucky following. You were sitting with your legs draped over Bucky’s legs which were sitting at your side.
The bath was long a peaceful. Once you got out, you applied some of your favourite lotion and then put some on Bucky. You both got dressed into comfy clothes your being one of Bucky’s shirt and shorts and his being sweatpants and a way too tight t-shirt. You guys left your bedroom and went down into the kitchen to grab a snack, but your worst nightmare, Natasha, Peter, Steve and Sam standing around looking at you with the biggest smirk on their faces.
“Good morning Mr. and Mrs. Barnes” Natasha said while winking at you.
“Just say want you wanna say please, we just wanna go back to bed” you complained and in return you got back a
“bow chica wow wow” from Sam
“Ah you guys had sex” from Peter
and a groan and an eye roll from Steve
Bucky got what you needed from the kitchen and grabbed your hand and began to drag you back to your room “hold on Buck gimme a second, hey Nat c’mere for a sec”
“Yeah angel?”
“Can you run out and get some condoms for us please” 
“Sure hun, what size?” She said while smirking. You got all red in the face before looking around to see if the other were listening, they were. “Umm large” Sam and Peter both burst out laughing, and Steve just stormed off, Yep he was definitely jealous.
“Ok hun, i’ll drop those in once i’m back okay?”
“Thanks Nat”
You scurried back to your room where you saw a smirking Bucky sitting on the bed shirtless “What?” you asked while sliding into bed beside him
“Large?”
“Oh shut up you, I was just being dramatic”
“Oh really” he said while grabbing your thigh and flipping you under him “Cause your moans last night say otherwise”
-fin
#bucky fanfic#sebastian stan#marvel#bucky barnes fluff#bucky x reader#smut#bucky smut#bucky x you#fem!reader#bucky x female reader
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